Evelyn~
I wake up in the middle of the night, and oh, I forgot I was in the guest room. I didn't give into sleeping last night with Harry. The bed dips next to me and my eyes widen, but then I realise it's only Harry. Who else would it be.
He wraps his arms around me, "I couldn't sleep."
I him in response and he tightens his arms around me. I sigh, trying to fall back asleep, but I know I won't be able to. I just stare at nothing in the dark and listen carefully to hear is Harry is snoring and he isn't.
I turn so I'm facing him and it's completely dark, I can't see any of him. I turn back to turn on a side lamp and Harry squints his eyes open. I smile at his tiredness because he couldn't fall asleep.
I quickly crawl on top of him to straddle him and connect my lips with him and I think he's surprised, but quickly reacts to kiss me back. I slither my tongue into his mouth before he can.
He gets a grip on my hips before groaning into my mouth. I rub against him, causing his eyebrows to pull together and for him to disconnect our lips. I slightly smile at his reaction.
I then get off of him and just lay there like nothing happened. His bulge is practically screaming to get out of his shorts.
"That's not fair." His raspy voice comments.
His hand sliding down my stomach to my private area. I smack his hand away, but then he just puts it right back. He turns towards me and kisses my cheek and jawline.
"Can I call you Ava? Because Eve and Evelyn are too basic?" He innocently asks, his hand just placed there.
I scrunch up my face in disgust, "Ava?"
"Never mind, you don't like it, I'll just call you baby." He kisses my cheek again. "Because. You're. My. Baby." He kisses my cheek after each word.
"And you're extremely sweet, what do you want?" I ask, knowing that's why he was being all cute.
"Sex." He smirks, pinning my hands down and getting on top of me.
Our 'deal' had kind of been off for a while because we're dating now and I'm not Harry's sex slave, if you will, but I'm down for sex whenever he wants to. I'm not gonna object or reject him.
I stick my tongue out at him and he shakes his head and smiles. He leans down to briefly kiss my lips and then move down to my neck. I've gotten comfortable here, to the point where I just wear a shirt and underwear to sleep. He runs his tongue up and down my neck, moving his hands to my behind, squeezing it.
"You're so amazing." He says and then sucks on a certain part of my neck, causing me to let out a moan and slightly arch my back.
He smiles onto my neck at my reaction. He gets off of me for a second to pull down his shorts and boxers. Harry then grabs the edges of my underwear, pulling them down, not losing eye contact with me.
He lines himself at my entrance, slowing sliding in. I intake a shaky breath as he does deeper than he has ever before. It's like 2 am and we're having sex. He leans his forehead onto mine.
"You okay?" He asks me.
"Yeah." I say, breathless.
After the both of us reached our climaxes, I lay on my back, all wrung out. Harry pulls out of me and I wince. He lays down next to me, practically panting and then he grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers together.
"Middle of the night sex is not on my favourites list." Harry comments and my lips curl into a smile.
"This is the first and last time. I'm not waking up in the middle of the night to have sex with you." I snort a laugh.
When my breathing becomes normal again, I grab my panties and shirt from the floor, putting them on. Harry does the same with his boxers and basketball shorts, mirroring my actions.
"Come sleep in my room." He says. "I don't like sleeping without you."
He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me to him and I can't help but smile. His cute and cheesy words after sex.
"I'm too lazy to go up there. Let's just sleep in here." I drag out.
Well, we broke into the guest room, might as well stay in here for the rest of the night. Harry holds my hand the entire time as we get back to bed.
"Now, I'm not even tired." He chuckles, running his hand through his overlong hair.
"Well, I am. I was tired before and sex made me even more tired." I tell him.
He sleeps on the side closet to the door, like always, and I never know why. He shuts off his light with the remote and then sets it beside him, on his nightstand. He engulfs me into his embrace.
How can I stay mad when he's like this?
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Fanfiction"Give me sex and your time and I'll buy you anything you want, baby." In which a girl takes up an offer, but then figures out that it isn't gonna be as simple as she thought it would be.
