7 ~ kisses and rolling stones tees

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Resolution
~ Matt Corby

Turn around, put it down and see
That this is really the place to be.
I'm not you, nor you me
But we're both moving steady.

"If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life"
- Pablo Neruda

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Her.

His lips are soft and sweet. He tastes like mint and wine, a mixture that made my mind dizzy.

As soon as I had leaned up to kiss him he had responded immediately. But he did not rush. No he took his time in every way that made me quiver and goosebumps appear down my arms.

His lips took my bottom between his and his hands grabbed my face calmly and gently like I was fine china. Soon his tongue poked through his full lips, begging for entrance that I immediately gave him.

Tasting me like I was exquisite wine his tongue explored my entire mouth. Hands slipping into my hair he pulled gently, pulling me into him more. I bit him bottom lip, sucking on it causing a deep moan from Harry that moved to my core.

I smile through the kiss, leading to Harry smiling and giggling as well. We finished foreheads touching each other's, giggling like little school girls.

Harry peppered kisses across my face, leaving no area untouched, before nuzzling his nose in my neck. His hands grabbed my waist and pulled me onto his lap completely, wrapping around me like a koala.

"That was really nice" he says after five minutes of silence making me begin to giggle again. Placing a kiss to my neck, I shiver and he smiles looking back at me.

His eyes are filled adoration and respect and I can't help but have the same look for him in mine. The way Harry has handled this night so far has me over the moon, and I haven't been over the moon in such a long time.

Brushing hair behind my ear he brings his thumb up to the sensitive skin on my cheekbone. I cannot help but lean into his touch, probably looking like a purring kitten in his perspective.

"Will you stay the night?" His green eyes glimmer in hope but I feel worry and anguish in my chest. I want to give him my all but I am so scared. I am terrified to connect on another level with someone else.

"I don't know Harry." I take my bottom lip into my teeth, reviewing the pros and cons in my head.

"I don't even have clothes, or a toothbrush, and I have a meeting at eleven tomorrow morning." His eyes seem to dim and I cannot help but notice that of course I caused it. This scares me. I don't want all this power over someone's emotions. This is our first date and he wants me to stay over and surprisingly so do I.

"Please. Please, please, please Darling." The pet name and the pouted full lips and squeezing of my hips have convinced me before I've even thought it through.

Sighing I nuzzle into his neck and whisper a small ok, which I'm responded with by a happy sigh and kiss on my head.

I squeal when I am suddenly lifted, grabbing onto Harry like a vice while he carries me to his bedroom. He places me down on the bed lightly and kisses my cheek before disappearing into his closet. He comes back with a large Rolling Stones T-Shirt and long sweatpants.

"I'm gonna get some tea ready ok? Come out when you're dressed please." Placing a soft swift  kiss on my lips before he leaves, giving me my privacy.

I sigh happily before undressing and putting on his clothes. They smell like him and I cannot help but find it calming. Folding my clothes I leave them on a chair in his room before going out to the kitchen.

"Hi beautiful. Your tea is on the coffee table." I turn quickly not wanting him to see my blushing cheeks but I'm sure he saw as I hear him chuckle a bit.

He follows me over to the couch and pulls me close to him, letting us get comfortable. He sends me an award winning grin leaving me to swoon and butterflies to erupt in my stomach.

"I love you in my clothes. You pull them off wayyyy better" he says tugging at the large sweatpants I had rolled four times. I blush again, covering my cheeks with the palm of my hands.

"No I love your blushing. Makes me know I'm doing something right." Pulling my hands of my cheeks he grabs one and intertwines it with his own before pulling me even closer if it was possible.

He clicks on the telly and I feel myself dozing off to the sounds of the show and his hands lazily rubbing up and down my back.

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I stir from sleep. Instead of my silk satin sheets I feel a warm thick wooly comforter. The thick smell of mint and cologne envelope me in a cocoon of sorts and I wake peacefully.

Turning to look at the clock I see it's only 2 am. Where is Harry? Sliding my feet out of bed I turn to walk out the door.

Tiptoeing out I walk to the living room to see Harry sprawled out on the couch, looking somewhat uncomfortable but still extremely dead to the world. More respect for him bubbles in me as I realize he didn't sleep next to me without permission and put my comfort over his own.

But I want to sleep next to him.

Kneeling down next to him, I coax him up by running my hands through his locks. I hear a soft groan leave his lips. I continue to lull him out of sleep until his eyes open slowly.

"Harry come to bed with me please. Do not sleep on the couch." I pull him up to follow me, sleep still lingering on his features.

Grabbing his hand I pull him to the bedroom, before tucking  him and I in.  We both slide into the covers, getting comfortable before I give him a soft kiss on the cheek goodnight.

Giving me a tired smile he turns around and pulls me so I can be the big spoon. I giggle at this, but love it more than anything.

Harry is a great person with good intentions. I've seen that tonight. My heart feels less shattered and I don't go to bed sad. I want to do this with Harry. I want to see where it goes.

I intertwine my hands with Harry's before drifting off into a calm sleep. Something foreign to me.

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