Dour et Doux

Chapter 11

You did your best to not let your complete confusion and slight annoyance to show. You had always dreamt of a sunny beach honeymoon, warm weather, next to no clothes, water everywhere. But Alaska, for your dream honeymoon. You weren't ungrateful, just extremely confused. You smiled and nodded. Just before takeoff, Harry brought out a bag filled with clothes for both of you. You changed and cozied up next to him. The plane took off and on your way you couldn't help but ask. "Why Alaska?" Harry laughed and pulled you close. "A press statement is being released, probably as we speak, about our wedding. I really don't know how we've managed to stay a secret for so long as it is, but that's all gone now. When we finish up my plans in Alaska, I'm going to take you on the most luxurious beach vacation. But for now, I want to take you somewhere no one will think to look for us. I want our first days as a married couple to be in complete solitude. No cameras. No questions. No wifi. No outside world. Just me, you, and a cabin in the woods." You smiled wider and wider as you listened to his reasoning. You should know by now that he always had best interests at heart. The trip was long and you both slept soundly for much of it. You landed and were ushered to a car. It was just past dusk and even in the darkness, you could tell it was beautiful. You drove down long, twisting, forested roads to what seemed like the middle of nowhere. By the time you reached the cabin, it was pitch black with the bright, unobstructed by city lights stars. It was brisk and chilly, not so cold it was unbearable, but enough you needed to step into Harry's warm grasp as you walked up the short trail. The driver said his goodbyes and told Harry where the keys to the car in the garage were. Harry thanked him and unlocked the door as he drove off. He swung you into his arms and carried you through the threshold as you giggled at his grinning face. He set you down and flung the door behind him "ahhh. Me, my wife, and no one else for miles. I wonder what we could possibly do." His eyes gleamed down at you and his licked his lips. "I have a few ideas, not sure where to start." You stepped closer to him, slipped your hands up his sweatered chest, then slowly pushed his jacket off his shoulders. His hands wandered beneath your own sweater and the warmth of them mixed with the hard metal of his rings caused you to inhale deeply. Your hands ran through his newly shorn locks and they grew on you a little. You slipped your hands from his hair and pulled off your sweater, revealing the nothingness underneath. Then, you stepped against him and smirked when you felt him already hard against you. "I thought we talked about you teasing me, love? Thought you understood there would be consequences if you did?" You tucked your hands beneath his sweater and scratched dully down his back. "Feel free to punish me in any way you deem necessary." His eyes darkened so deeply. The way that sent chills down your spine and a flood straight to your center. He gruffly picked you up and padded across the floor. You squealed and held on as he carried you. You decided to take advantage of your angle and dipped down biting and kissing his neck and ear. He grunted and toed open the door to the bedroom. He tossed you on the bed and your breath was knocked out of you as you hit and bounced up. He ripped his sweater off, kicked off his boots and socks. He stared down at you, cocked his brow, then spoke sternly. "Everything off, hair down by the time I get back." You fought the urge to taunt with an "or what" as he walked back out of the room. You quickly stripped out of the leggings, socks, and shoes he had supplied you and let your hair fall down around your shoulders. You finished mere seconds before he walked back in the room. His eyes were still dark and brooding as his long legs crossed the room in seconds. He stood at the edge of the bed and stared you down as he undid his belt. He pulled it out in one solid pull, the sound of the leather slapping against the loops sending chills through your spine. He got on and straddled you. He took your arms and quickly, silently tied them to the headboard. Your breathing quickened as he worked and the strands of hair that fell in his face begged to be pushed back. You squirmed slightly beneath him at your aching core. After he approved of his work, he crawled off you, walked to the doorway and then looked back at you. "Don't move." He walked out and you whined at his sculpted back walking away from you. He left you there for who knows how long. Your ever growing arousal and need for some type of friction, something to relieve the building sensations inside you was pure torture. You called out for him time and again, begging him to come back to you. Finally, you heard the soft padding of his feet entering the room again. You were sweaty from struggling against the belt. It was tight enough you couldn't get out, but loose enough that you could move and twist. Your restricted movement was sending every sensation to another level. He paused and leaned against the doorway, smug look on his face "You called?" You turned to him and tugged at your restraints, "Please Harry, Please I need you." He walked painstakingly slow across the room and traced one long finger down the length of your body. "I'm positive I told you that you were not to tease me in any way. I don't know that you should be allowed to feel relief." You pressed your thighs together and continued to squirm in frustration. "Fuck Harry please." He grinned smugly and placed a whisper of a kiss on your forehead. "Well if you're going to beg." You tried to glare at him, but the pleased look on his face was sending you beyond any point of anger. You needed him to touch you and you needed it now. He crawled on top of you and bit just below your ear. You couldn't hold back the moan that came forth and felt his smirk against your skin. He worked his way down your neck, chest, and stomach agonizingly slow. You loved the attention his lips and tongue were lavishing on you, right now you needed his attentions focused lower. Finally, he perched himself between your legs, but instead of touching you, he just looked. His eyes were hungry and his lips glistening and a deep red. He chewed his lip and his brow furrowed deeply as he stared you down. Your hips rocked up in an attempt to beg him silently. His eyes never left you, but he shook his head gently as he blew a light puff of air along you. You moaned out at his teasing and whined as his fingernails drug up from your ankle to inner thigh. He stopped just short and then copied his motion on the other side. You were involuntarily rolling your hips against the mattress and he pursed his lips and left a deep breath out through his nose, causing his nostrils to flare. His eyes flicked to yours momentarily before turning his attention back to your core and leaning in. You whined as his lips finally met with your dripping center. He placed an open mouthed kiss along the entirety of you and then his tongue came out, licking broad stripes. You were hypersensitive after how long he had drawn it out. He swirled your clit four times before removing his mouth from you and biting your inner thigh. You cried out and begged for more when his mouth found your entrance and his thick tongue dipped inside. Each move was gentle and calculated. He attached himself back to your clit and hooked your hips over his shoulders. As he sucked your clit you rolled your hips into him, unable to restrain yourself and he pinned them down with his left arm. Your hands tugged at the restraints as he continued his slow pace. His hums of approval at your moans only vibrated your sensitive nerves even more. His finger found its way to your entrance and dipped into the first knuckle. You begged for more as he slipped in another and held them still. He maintained his steady pace on your clit and added one more finger. You cried out as he pushed you to the edge with next to no movement. Suddenly, he sank all three fingers into the third knuckle and you moaned as his tongue began to pick up speed. His fingers stayed in their spot, but curled forwards, pressing against your Gspot. Your back arched and you inhaled deeply as all of his motions lurched you towards release. His fingers finally began to move and pump in and out of you. His tongue swirled and sucked your clit with unparalleled vigor and he pumped faster with each passing thrust. Your walls were contracting around him and he grunted against you. His teeth barely grazed you as his fingers hit you just right and you were sent hurtling over the edge with almost no warning. You moaned out his name and thrashed against him as he held you against him, licking you through it. Your hands jerked at the belt and Harry continued to lap up every bit of nectar you gave. When you finished and he had cleaned you to his satisfaction, he allowed your legs to fall. He looked up at you, chest heaving, body glistening, and glassy-eyed and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were sparkling and a deep sea green. He bit his lip and stared down at you hungrily. "That's one."