Baby Oil

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I drive around the streets, counting the seconds until I get home. Three streets left, two streets, one street. I park my car on my usual spot and notice Harry's car next.

I grab my purse and get out of the car, taking off my heels too. I don't care if I have to walk with my bare feet through the stones of the parking lot, I can't stand this shoes anymore. Neither this dress, or anything really. Today was a killing day, going to work and then to college to take a test.

I drag my feet through the ground, making my way to the door. I look for the keys in my purse and open the door. I'm hungry but way too tired to cook today. I go up the stairs to the bedroom, hoping to find our bed all cold and neat. I throw my purse and heels on one corner of the room before running towards the bed and jumping in, grabbing Harry's pillow between my arms and inhaling his scent. I don't know if he's in the house or not, but right now all I want to do is lay down and sleep.

***

I wake up later when I feel hands over my hair. I open my eyes widely to realize Harry is sitting next to me, fingers scratching my scalp softly. "Hey Sleeping Beauty."

"Hey", I say sitting straight, scratching my eyes. "What time is it?", I look around the bed for my phone to check the time. It feels like ten hours have passed since I layed in bed.

"I heard you get in twenty minutes ago. Sorry if I woke you up."

"No it's okay. I was so tired I didn't even look for you. Now at least I can get something to eat, I'm starving."

He stands up and lends me one hand, gesturing me to stand up. "Good thing I'm always one step ahead baby, dinner's ready. Long day?"

We walk down the stairs, on the way to the kitchen. I move my hands to my hair and improvise a ponytail. "Extremely long day, had so much to do at work I almost forgot I had an exam later! I hope I did well on it, that professor is tricky with his exams", I start talking and realize he's looking at me with loving eyes and a shy smile, "What?"

"Nothing, I just love how you talk about work and college. That's hard to manage you know? To work and study, I admire you for that baby. And I find it incredibly hot", he says with a smirk.

I playfuly push his shoulder but then stop dead in my tracks. We are not in the kitchen, we are in the dinning room. It's full of candels, the table in the middle full of dishes and roses. I open my mouth, not sure what to say.

"What...What is this?" I say, moving my eyes around the room before laying them on his.

"Just a friendly reminder that I love you, no biggy" he says shrugging his shoulders. "I came home really early and wanted to do something nice for you". I can't help but smile, forgetting about my long day.

"So, what does chef Styles got for me?" I say, still with the silly smile in my face.

"Well, my girlfriend's favorite, pasta. It's easy, I know, but you have to taste that sauce I made, it deserves a Nobel Prize."

I stand from my seat and make my way to the kitchen to help him. "No, you stay there woman, tonight it's all about you", he says raising both of his hands. I do as I'm told and wait for him to come back. I hear noises coming from the kitchen and can't help but get nervous; I know it's a mess in there. And I know he won't clean it up, but I relax and enjoy his gesture.

Minutes later, he comes with two dishes in his hand and a tray with bread in the other.

"Here, madame" he says as he lays my plate in front of me.

"Well thank you sir." I wait for him to sit before grabbing my fork and digging it on my pasta. The sauce is a pinkish color, making me curious. I put some on my mouth and let out a moan, it taste amazingly good. "Oh dear Lord what is this?!"

He has a proud smile on his face, dimples popping out. "Shrimps, mushroom sauce, tomato sauce all mixed together. I don't know it just..happened I guess. You like it?"

"I love it! Tell me you wrote it down for the future."

"It's all in here", he says, putting a finger over his forehead, "you'll need me next to you forever for it to work".

"Or I could watch you make it next time and then kill you", I joke.

He laughs. We joke a while and then he asks me more about my day. As I tell him about how tired my body is, he stands up and grabs my waist, pulling me up.

"Hey, careful! I could throw up!"

"You won't, come on", he turns around and leans down, gesturing for me to jump over his back. I climb over it and he starts running around the first floor before going up the stairs. He goes into our room and throws me over the matress, my body lost between the white sheets. He takes his boots off, then his shirt and has me staring. He jumps over the matress and starts moving towards me, like a lion making it's way slowly to it's prey, never breaking his gaze from my eyes. He then moves over me, putting his face over mine, his hair falling over.

"What does this lady want tonight?", he says in a whisper. I take a moment to think; there are many things I want tonight from him, but first of all...

"Sincerely, I want a full body massage", I say and he laughs.

"As you wish", he responds, jumping out of bed and walking to the bathroom. He comes out with a small bottle in his hands.

"What is that?" I curiously ask.

"Sh, don't question the master. Lay on your back baby." I do as I'm told and turn around. I feel the bed moving again and his head is next to my ear, "for this operation, I'll need you to be clothless, as in naked. You know, profesionally speaking."

"Sure, professionally", I mock him. I sit up to unzip my dress on the front, "you can do the rest from here."

He slowly starts to pull down the sleeves, then moves his hands through my body to take off the dress. He unclasps my bra and pulls it out on one side. I lay my head over the mattress and allow myself to enjoy this moment. I feel how he crosses one leg over me, then sits on my bottom, careful not to put his entire weight over me. Then I feel a cold liquid through my back. What?

He starts moving his big hands up and down my back, the liquid making it easier. I realize it's oil, baby oil. He starts to create a pattern, making small circles over my shoulders, then my back, my hips, and minutes pass by as I feel myself lighter and lighter, losing every pound of stress I've gathered the last few days.

I let out a soft moan from my lips, eyes closed.

"You like it baby?" he says, leaning towards me.

"Yes, yes. Keep going please."

"As you wish", he says. Another set of minutes pass until I decide I want something else from him. I try to move but he's over me, so I lift myself enough to make him loose balance and fall to the side. I use this moment to turn around and lay on top of him.

"Now I want something else", I tell him in his ear. I slowly take off pants, teasing him, and throw them to the side. I kiss his jawline, his earlobe, and move to his lips. I start kissing him, then I break our kiss and give him a quick peck before turning around and standing up.

"Hey, woman, you can't leave me like this!"

"I'm gonna brush my teeth, then go to sleep. That's the thing I want now", I tell him with a playful smile. I turn around back to the bathroom when suddenly I feel a pair of arms around my waist.

"No you are not. Now come here", he says as he picks me up from the floor and takes me back to the bed.

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