Always Have Paris

Chapter 10 • From Gold

"And I'm sold, and our story will grow old
But you'll make dust from gold"

From Gold // Novo Amor

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Even in this new state of Abby being able to see, hear and feel me, I'm still not truly human because I have no need for sleep, or any normal functions of the living for that matter. I've been awake while my Abs has slept and drooled next to me, occasionally snuggling within my side.

It's unexplainable, but I honestly don't want to know the reason why, as if this new realm of being seen by her will somehow end and I'm perfectly content with staying like this forever if it means that Abby and I will be together.

A deep inhale captures my attention and I turn my head to look at Abby who's slowly stirring from her sleep. Stretching her arms above her head, she yawns and I smile at her cute little bunny nose and the drool by the corner of her mouth.

My Abby. My Abs. My pretty pea.

"Good morning, Abby," I quietly greet her and she opens her eyes to mine.

"Oh thank God," she sighs. "I was worried last night was a dream."

"Nope, definitely not a dream," I smirk, wrapping my arm around her naked waist underneath the covers. "Sleep well?"

"Mhm, the best I have in a few days."

I realize what she means and I gently bring her closer to me. A small smile appears on her face and she entangles her legs with mine, cupping my cheek with her hand.

"You're really real," she giggles, carding her hand through my hair. "It's like you never even had cancer."

"I know. I'm still confused, but I'm glad we're together again."

"Me, too. I love you, Harry," she whispers and I can't control my smile.

It's not a platonic love anymore, mate!

Just remain calm.

"I love you, too."

Her subtle hint of tilting her head up to mine makes me smile and I lean down, closing my eyes in anticipation. Our kiss is lazy and slow, and it's perfect in every way.

I feel her hand smooth down my chest to my stomach and I inhale sharply, leaning back from our kiss. My breath quickens when he takes my dick in her hand and begins stroking me slowly.

"What? I didn't satisfy you enough last night?" I knowingly smirk.

"Oh, you did . . . twice, but I want more," she squeezes my semi-hard dick, making me wince in pleasurable pain. "Now that you're back, I don't want to waste any time."

Nodding in acknowledgment, I trace her hair behind her ear and cup her cheek with my hand. Her name leaves my mouth in a barely audible plea while my hips begin moving into her touch and I gently push my body into hers.

Once I'm settled on top of her with my forearms supporting my weight, I reconnect our lips. She moves her hands down my waist and squeezes my ass, making us both smile into our kiss.

A sudden vibration on my nightstand ends our steamy moment and I open my eyes to hers.

"Sorry, I should check it," she pecks my lips and reaches across the bed. "Christ, it's my mum."

Knowing that this is a delicate situation for her, I move to lay beside her and pull the sheet up to cover us.

"Do you want to answer it?" I ask and she gives me an unsure look. "I'll go into the living room to give you privacy."