The club was packed, but not in an uncomfortable way. We found our way to the back and slipped into a small booth. The music wasn’t as loud back here so we could have a little privacy, operative word being “little.” Haz and Lou kept beaming at Zak and I, making us blush uncontrollably. I just couldn’t believe it all. Things happened so quickly. Things changed But this place was exactly the same as the first time and I couldn’t imagine being with a better group of people. Clarity by Zedd and Foxes blared throughout the club as we ordered our drinks and settled in.
"I love this song!" Zak practically shouted happily. "Then lets have at it, love." Louis grinned, taking hold of Zak’s hand and led him to the dance floor. He sent a wink back to us so Harry flicked a good luck thumb’s up back to him.
"They’re really something, aren’t they?" Harry remarked, his thumb rubbing circles into the crook of my hand. For a few moments we just sat with our drinks and watched all the couples dancing. Particularly, we spied on our best friends having a great time and quite honestly, just going crazy. "I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to this.. to you." I mused, filling his deep green eyes with concern. "But I’m happy to try!" I added quickly, watching how his pretty mouth pulled back in a wide smile. "I never in one million years thought you’d succumb to my manly charms. You always had such a straight head on when we first met. Guess that’s why I took a liking to you. I have impeccable taste." Harry winked and leaned in just a little closer. My heart fluttered in response.
We were rudely cut off by a sweaty set of hands as Zak and Louis caught hold of their respective best friends to drag us out on the floor. I giggled and Harry laughed throatily while we appeased our friends. I’d never seen Harry so young-looking as I did watching his and Louis’ dance-off. Lou took the lead as was to be expected, pulling a sequence of very well-coordinated dance moves. Harry opted for a more fluid dance style that hardly passed for dance moves. Hell, we all knew he was too cute to be disqualified though so the dancing continued. Zak and I performed our usual routines from back home, slipping back and forth between dancing together and then on our own in somewhat mirrored movements side by side. I was beaming like an idiot, I’m sure. Zak took a moment to pull me in for a hug and cheek kiss. “I love you so much.” I returned the peck and squeezed his hand tight. “And I love you to the Moon and back.”
We hit the bar for some shots as Daft Punk’s Get Lucky began playing in the background. Zak and I exchanged a knowing look and stared after our boys who stood at the other side of the counter ordering another drink. Zak winked, saying, “Well, let’s hope so.” He pointed a finger upwards in a vague gesture to the music. My face went beet red but I responded, “I can only hope” as we clinked glasses and downed our lemon drops.
Gradually, we made our way up to the far side of the bar’s counter and linked arms with our dates. “Dancing up quite a storm there. I almost got jealous!” Louis joked with me, pretending to look upset. I just laughed back and pecked Zak’s cheek. “Yeah, think you might save some time for us?” Harry pouted, his voice deep. My heart flip flopped. Zak guffawed, “PUHLEEZE. You two will be the death of me.” I mouthed back to Harry “later” and his eyes lit up in response. We sat down on the stools and took a breather just to catch up and people watch. After a while Harry slipped his hand in mine and whispered in my ear, “I can’t wait to get you back home.” He growled slightly, tugging on my lobe with gentle teeth. All of the sudden I was ready to leave the club but part of me wanted to make him work for it. I glanced over at a very cozy looking Zak and Lou and winked. “We’ll be back.”
I pulled my boyfriend onto the dance floor just as Body Party by Ciara came up on the mix. He nervously tugged at his messy brown curls until I reached up for his hand to wrap it around my waist, guiding his hand with my own. His other hand soon met my opposite hip on its own accord as we fell into the rhythm of the song. I snaked my arms around his waist and held my face mere inches from his own, getting so close yet never touching his now quivering lips. I smiled up at him, so happy to have this effect on someone. Deciding to take advantage of this rare occasion, I slowly ground my hips into him. His deep intake of breath was all the encouragement I needed to intensify the daring movement. Just when I was sure his knees would buckle I was swiftly turned around so my back faced my partner. Now I was the one gasping for air. My mind raced but all thoughts led back to sex. I felt hot breath on my neck and my head drooped involuntarily to the left, anxiously awaiting his touch. Harry’s deep voice rumbled against my ear, “You are so clever. You forget I am too.” He planted a wet kiss right on my neck, causing me to moan softly. The heat and need were almost unbearable. Thank God for the crowd and the alcohol or I may not have let this much happen in public.
"Zak and Louis..?" I breathed questioningly. Harry chuckled and turned me to face the bar. "Already gone home, babe. We aren’t the only ones who’d rather be in bed."
Oh shit. I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed Harry’s wrist and uttered, “Car. Now.”
"Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, love. I’ll call a car… we’re not fit to drive." He laughed, kissing my cheek as he reached for his phone. I don’t remember much of the ride home except being very handsy in the backseat. We thought we were sneaking it but looking back I’m sure our driver knew exactly what was going on. Not that it mattered, because Harry is a generous tipper.
We left a messy trail of clothing in the kitchen, the living room and up the stairs. Harry slammed his bedroom door shut scaring Tessa out from under the bed. This threw us into a fit of drunken laughter but I felt bad for the poor scaredy cat so I opened the door to let her out. No sooner had I shut the door than Harry had lifted me up and pushed me flat against the door. I felt pinned, not only by his tanned biceps but by his piercing green eyes. I saw no reason to fight him. We wasted absolutely no time on words, opting for actions that properly displayed what mere words couldn’t at that moment.
I’d never really been one to enjoy receiving oral sex but Harry had changed my mind on that matter a few weeks back. With him everything always felt new but so very familiar. I’d never felt that way with anyone else… not that I was a huge slut, four people is hardly a lot, I should think. His eyes appraised me like a deli customer would a slab of meat. The hunger in his eyes reflected exactly how I was feeling inside. Without warning he craned his neck down to my hips, his teeth nipping and grazing at the sensitive skin on my pelvic bone. I shrieked out with pleasure at his teasing but I longed for more, I longed for those plump lips and clever teeth to travel up and down the length of my body. He left a path of wet kisses up my torso and his tongue trailed over the top edge of my bra causing my breath to hitch and my legs to clench. I felt his smile as he sucked at the soft skin exposed there.
Harry dropped me from his grip and I eagerly followed him to the bed. He skillfully unhooked my bra, kissing me deeply on the lips then pulled away, taking the bra with him. He then pushed me back on the bed and spread my legs apart, climbing into the open space between them. I’d lost the ability to breathe by the time his teeth gripped the lace below me and pulled the material down to my ankles and then straight tot he floor. He sat perched in his black boxer briefs staring at me in my entirety and said, “You are gorgeous.” He then lowered his sweet lips to my waiting skin. He licked and kissed gently, allowing me to pull at this beautiful mess of curls. I’d never felt more ready in my life. I yanked his surprised face up, pulled his broad shoulders up close and pushed him down on the bed. Harry was always so selfless, he wanted everything to be for me. Right now I wanted to do something for him.
Grinning slyly, I crawled up and straddled him, planting kisses along his collarbone when I felt a pair of large hands firmly grip my sides, pulling me closer to his excitement. Eeep! It was working! My lips finally reached his warm pair and I kissed him passionately, working my tongue in just the way he liked. The squeeze on my hips and groan I heard escape him told me someone was highly appreciative of my efforts. Slowly but deliberately, I slipped my body further down the bed kissing his torso as I traveled Southward. I stopped only to linger with my hot breath over his boxer band so I could slip my fingers around them and gently tug the material down. Harry stirred, “Babe…” and his hands dug into my back. I shhed him and situated my body slightly to the side before placing my lips over his sweet tip and flicking my tongue just the slightest bit. At all times I was mindful to keep some pressure on his goodies below as I knew Harry was a secret balls man. His hands pulled at my hair for a few pleasurable moments before he lifted me up and positioned himself properly beneath me. I simply slid down.
When we’d finished we lay out of breath, side by side to sneak some air before Harry pulled me up to his chest and kissed my forehead. “I love you.” He whispered against my hair.
I woke up alone and with a pounding headache. Very minimal memories of the night before came to mind but I was in Harry’s bed so he couldn’t be far. “Where do I begin? Should I tell you how bad I need you now…” I heard someone singing in the bathroom so I threw on one of Harry’s big tees and knocked at the door. “Haz?” I called out. He opened the door with a mop of wet hair and a towel tied loosely ‘round his waist. “So baby, please don’t let me go..”He continued singing the Olly Murs tune and even to my hungover ears he sounded amazing. “You are way too cheery this morning, Harry!” I reprimanded him, rolling my eyes. He walked over and cupped my chin, “Of course, baby. Weren’t you there last night too?” He glanced down at the bed cheekily. I found myself wondering how Zak’s night had faired and made the mental note to get coffee with him ASAP.
