Imagine coming home from a day out with friends to find Harry half naked on your couch. It's not like you're not used to finding him there, but usually he's dressed when he knows you're going to be home. "hey.." you say, your voice catching a bit as you look up and down his toned body, "Oh, hey babe," He replies, smirking a little as he notices you're checking him out. "Ho-how was your day?" You ask, trying to make your voice sound as normal as possible. "Good," he answer, his smirk growing the more hot and bothered you get, "how was yours?" He asks, getting off the lounge and towards you, "yeah, it was good" you swallow as he comes closer to you and bite your lip to stop pouncing on him right then and there. As he comes closer to you, his abs become more defined and you can feel your cheeks reddening at the thoughts going through your mind. You abruptly start walking into the kitchen to get a glass of water, leaving Harry in your wake chuckling slightly to himself. You don't hear him sneak up behind you, but you feel him. You feel his cool hands move the hair off your neck, and feel his warm breath against his neck as he says "I missed you today, I had nothing to do," he knew this was driving you mad. The effect of his hot breath on your skin and the little kisses he planted on your neck was driving you crazy. You quickly turn around so that you're facing him and crush your lips against his. Deepening the kiss, and then abruptly pulling away, making him want more. You lean in to kiss him again, however your lips never met his and you sauntered off towards the bedroom, leaving him leaning against the kitchen sink wanting more.
