Imagine: having a heated Harry Potter marathon with Calum because neither of you could keep your hands off each other and he kept using the Imperio curse(places the victim under the caster's commands) on you to do things to him. But by the third movie, he could no longer hold it in. He pulls the blanket off of you while you bite your lips. Before you know it, his face was a few cm away from yours. You felt his eyes on your lips before they met yours again, as if asking for permission. Without a warning, you pulled his face towards you and kissed him, while placing your hand under his shirt because you know he likes it when you take the lead sometimes. You heard him curse under his breath knowing that he's already turned on. You felt his fingers tracing the waistband of your booty shorts. "Just take them off for fuck's sake" You yelled, thanking the fact that it's 10 in the morning and your mum is out. "Gladly" he said with a smirk. "Maybe the top too?" He adds. "Only if yours come off too." You replied a little too eagerly. As he help you out of his favourite shirt that you'd taken from him, you return the favour by taking his off. Once again, you feel him on your lips. The butterflies in your stomach building up once again. That was the thing with Cal. He never fail to make you excited. Doesn't matter that you two have been together for 4 years. You could feel his hardness in between your leg and wanted to help him. "Mind if i remove the Prisoner from Azkaban?" You smirked, feeling proud of yourself for that.
