Harry's POV.
"C'mon. What better way to spend a Friday evening?" I laughed, nudging her in the ribs as I grabbed the DVD controller from the end of the bed. "It was your idea anyway!"
"Yeah I know, but I'm nervous now."
I laughed. "Why?"
She shrugged. "Your parents are right downstairs. Does that not make you feel a bit awkward?"
I thought for a moment. "It actually makes me want to watch it even more, not gonna lie."
She laughed as I pulled her back against my chest so that she was sat between my legs, before wrapping my arms around her front. Her body fit perfectly against my own; her arms holding on to mine tightly. I'd been waiting to watch this video ever since we made it the other day; childishly texting her and whining down the phone, begging her to put it on to a disc. Finally I had gotten my way. (As I knew I would.)
"Ready?" I whispered into her ear, watching the skin of her arms closely as each tiny hair stood on end.
She giggled softly, somewhat apprehensively. "Go on then."
Without any further hesitation, I pressed the play button and waited for the video to come up on screen. My heart was drumming with exhilaration; waiting and wanting desperately. It took a few moments for the camera to focus, before finally showing images of Liv in her underwear... stripping... for me... just how I remembered and had fantasised about since.
"This is so hot already" I groaned, shifting beneath her as my body began to heat and react to the situation.
She pulled my hands from her waist to her ribcage as she finally started to relax and settled more comfortably into my chest, both watching in complete silence- in awe, even.
I chewed on the insides of my cheeks as I anticipated my memorised next move. I knew it was only a matter of seconds before the camera would be pointing down on her with my dick in her mouth, and the thought alone was driving me insane. I couldn't manage to repress my lips from pursing together before curling upwards into a smirk as the camera angle quickly changed; her big, blue eyes looking up at me from beneath her thick lashes, before her lips slid over the head of my cock. I felt my dick twitch in response as it grew with arousal; her body against my own only intensifying the whole situation.
"Harry I'm cringing, I can't watch this."
Her hand flew swiftly over her eyes as she blocked the screen from her view, humming some mindless tune in awkwardness. I laughed in amusement, before attempting to prise her hand from her face, battling with her rigid grip until my fingertips against her ribcage forced her to give in. It wasn't hard to beat her in playful situations like these.
"I don't think you understand how hot this is, Liv..." I muttered; vivid memories of her between my legs now permanent moving images on screen.
"I'm pretty sure I do. I can feel it against my back."
She turned to face me for a moment as she cocked her eyebrow and laughed, before turning back to face the screen. She was right; there was definitely something a little harder than a semi being harboured beneath the stiff fabric of my jeans.
"That angle is not hot" she stated, glancing over her shoulder to me as if looking for some reassurance.
"Your boobs look great though" I chuckled, before screwing my face at some bizarre noise that came from on screen. "Did I just..."
"Squeak?" she laughed. "Yeah, not quite sure what that was."
"I'm glad we don't notice these things at the time" I laughed along, feeling my face flush ever so slightly. "Note to self: be more aware of the noises that I might make in the heat of the moment."
