Flight 78B

Trying Something New

Harry's POV:

“I’m sorry Sir but we ran out of mint tea.” Damnit. “What else do you have?” She listed a bunch of teas that I had never heard of. “Um, let me ask her and I’ll let you know.” She gave a quick nod and I got up and found myself knocking on the bathroom door.

It opened quickly, revealing her in front of the mirror, staring at me. Her hair was slightly disheveled from sleeping and her makeup was slightly smudged, yet she still looked incredibly flawless. “I um, wanted to know what tea you wanted.” The door closed behind me as I inched closer to her, needing to be near her. “Can I wash my hands?” I mumbled, completely lying. She nodded slowly and I continued to stare at her, and we never broke our gaze. I couldn’t resist myself any longer. I turned and put my hands on either side of her head, forcing her against the small bathroom wall. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in to kiss her as I moved my hands down to her waist and forced her against the wall more. My hands explored her lower half as much as it could. Her mouth moved skillfully against mine and I couldn’t help but grind my hips against hers. She let out a slight moan into my mouth, making my blood rush to my head. It’s so hard to believe that this girl I met just hours ago was someone that I found so intoxicating. I pat my hand a little bit below her butt, indicating for her to jump and she did. She wrapped her arms tighter around my neck and ran her fingers through my hair, lightly pulling at my curls once in a while. I moved my lips down to her neck, making her head go back in pleasure. I wanted so badly to undress her right then and there, trying something new and just fucking her in the airplane bathroom. I resisted every part of myself to not, and I warned myself to take it slow. I sucked on her neck painfully slow, making her pull my hair tighter, wanting more. I explored around her neck until she let out a louder moan than before, indicating that I found her weak spot. I let my tongue linger there for a couple seconds, nipping at the freshly reddened skin. “H-Harry please do something.” I could tell she was getting impatient and that only made me want to slow down even more. I licked over the freshly-marked skin painfully slow, making her turn rigid. “I swear to God Harry.” She fidgeted under my grip and I moved my lips over to her ear. “What do you want me to do?” I didn’t receive a response. “Hmmm, babe?” She forced my face back towards hers, attacking my lips and earning a smirk from me. Everything about her drove me crazy and I never wanted to let her go. I wanted to stay in this small bathroom forever, pressed against her, making her fall apart under my arms, just being with her. She released the kiss and I felt myself feeling dizzy from the slight adrenaline rush I received from her. She looked into my eyes and her cheeks turned a light shade of crimson as she let her feet back onto the ground. I cupped the side of her cheek with my hand and smiled down at her. “I never got to wash my hands, y’know..” I mumbled, half-joking with her. She burst out into laughter and bumped her hip against mine. “Better wash them before you get distracted, right?” She opened the door and looked back at me as she smirked on her last word and disappeared back into the darkness of the aircraft.

I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself, already missing the brown-haired girl. I turned on the water and splashed it on my face, waking myself up and forcing reality to hit me. Did I really want to get involved with this girl? I wasn’t used to commitment at all and I had no idea what do to in a relationship. Was I even going to have a relationship with her? I started to walk back to my seat and I saw the lights were now turned on and she was talking to the flight attendant about something I couldn’t make out. She noticed me walking back in the corner of her eye and she smiled in my direction. Her eyes drifted down to my body, darting to my biceps and then to my torso. She suddenly stopped speaking to the flight attendant and continued to look at me and I rose my eyebrow at her, smirking. “Um, yeah. Just whatever tea will be okay.” She said under her breath and the flight attendant walked away. “What’s wrong, babe? Got something in your eye?” I whispered in her ear while I sat down. “I didn’t know you had tattoos,” she looked over at me. I shrugged, not really knowing what to say. “Yeah, a few.” Her eyes went back to my arms and then looked back at me.