A/N: Mature scene
"Thank you for today Harry, I loved it."
"It's alright, you're my boyfriend, I enjoy doing things like this."
Harry took my hand to escort me into the car before following behind me.
"Driver? we would like to go back to our apartment please and could you roll up the partition please."
"Of course your highness."
Soon the partition was rolled up, and the car started to drive. He wrapped his arm around me, and I snuggled closer to him. It was quiet before Harry turned, moving me slightly out of his grip.
"Lou?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I kiss you?"
"You don't have to ask silly," I giggled then leant up to kiss him.
He smiled into the kiss before eagerly pressing his lips against mine. I closed my eyes as I met with his soft lips. Harry's tongue poked the bottom of my mouth, and I instantly opened up to him. I sighed as I tilted my head to the side, our noses brushing together slightly. I rested my hand on his thigh as he placed his gently onto my face. I shifted so that I was almost in his lap and took my seatbelt off so I could move more easily. He pulled me closer onto my lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. His tongue moved freely with mine as we carried on kissing, snogging more likely. I threaded my hand through his hair, pulling lightly on his curls, emitting a moan from him. The kiss was definitely becoming heated. I could feel him beginning to get hard, and I ground my hips down onto him.
I gasped when the car stopped, and the engine turned off. I climbed off of him when there were two knocks on the window. We were both panting and made sure to grab my bag before the doors opened.
"Do we look okay?" I asked.
"Yeah let me just..." he fixed my hair and wiped something off of my face.
I adjusted his collar before the doors opened and I kept my head down as I exited the car. Harry followed close behind me and stayed pressed against my back as we went inside.
As soon as we got into the elevator, saying goodnight and Happy New Year to the receptionist, I pulled him closer to me for a kiss. Harry pressed the button for our floor quickly before concentrating on me and pressing me up against one of the walls. There seemed to be hunger in his eyes, and it made my knees weak as he leant forward to kiss me. We carried on snogging until we got to the top and he pulled me out towards our apartment.
"Do you have the keys?" he said breathily.
"Yeah," I smiled as I opened up my purse.
As I searched for my keys, Harry came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed over my neck, which was very distracting, grazing his teeth over some areas of my neck. His body was pressed closely behind me, and I let out a shaky breath as he pushed his hips against me. My hands stuttered as I felt him do that but managed to find my keys. It took me three tries to open up the door, and I could feel Harry smirking against the back of my neck.
I pushed open the door and immediately turned around in his arms. He kicked the door shut with his foot before I stepped forward to peck his lips.
"Take me to bed" I whispered.
At that, I was lifted up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. I shed my pumps off of my feet when he quickly led us through the apartment as we got to our bedroom. I giggled as I was thrown onto the bed and he crawled up to me, hovering over my body. He shrugged his blazer off, and I helped to unbutton his shirt while loosening his tie. I threw his tie off and ripped off his shirt. He was left in just his pants with his broad chest on show. He had his tattoos that covered part of his chest and his left arm. I raised my hand, placing a hand over his toned muscular torso. I gently stroked his pecs but blushed when I saw him looking at me.
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You Can Call Me Queen Bee
RomanceLouis Tomlinson is the Princess of England. His parents, the King and the Queen want him to find a husband but he hasn't found the right person. Will the next Prince suffice?