OneShots| Harrison Osterfield

FriendsWithBenefits|Harrison|SMUT

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I listened to the sound of our heavy breathing as I pulled up the white sheets to cover myself.

"Great job." Harrison chucked beside me.

"Right back at ya." I smiled at him before sitting up on the bed, getting to my feet and grabbed my underwear off the floor.

"Woah. What are you doing?" He asked, sitting up on the bed as I put my bra on.

"I'm already late for work." I said, picking up my pajamas from last night.

"One more time." Harrison said to me, "You're already late anyways."

"We just went twice." I chuckled as I walked to the bathroom, my clothes in my hands, "And three times last night. Haven't you gotten your fill?"

"Not yet." I turned in time to see him looking at my ass, a smile on his lips.

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I drove to work on my own, so far so good. Our little arrangement was going well- so far. I've known Harrison for several years now, it wasn't until a few weeks ago that he told me about his little idea that had been rolling around in that head of his. Nothing really changed between us, we'd hang out, just like before, no cuddling, no talking about our feelings, no holding hands, and I'll be honest; the sex was amazing.

Although I couldn't lie to myself, not really, I could see this blowing up in my face much too easily. Deep down I knew this would just end with me getting hurt. I pushed back all these thoughts and focused on my work.

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      Days passed, without seeing Harrison, I would be lying to myself if I said I didn't think much of it. I woke up Sunday morning to my usual routine, walked a few blocks to this quiet coffee shop, sat at my usual booth and checked my phone.

"Hey." I heard a familiar voice as someone brushed past me and sat on the opposite side of my booth.

"Hey, stranger." I glanced up from my phone screen.

"Whatcha working on?" He asked.

"Just looking over some photos I shot this week." I turned off my screen and set it down on the table between us.

"Right, big shot photographer." He smiled.

I smiled as I took a sip from my mug.

"Any plans for tonight?" He asked.

"Uh.. Depends on what you're planning." I rested my elbows on the dark wooden surface.

"I think you know." He smirked.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that." I paused, "What happens when one of us, say- gets in a relationship with someone else? Are we gonna stop talking? Pretend it never happened..?"

"Did you meet someone?" Harrison slightly frowned at me.

"Um, I don't know." I said, at this point hoping he'd give me an out before things got too complicated, it was fun while it lasted. The last thing I wanted was to see him with someone else while we pretended nothing had happened between us.