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seventeen*

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"Oh god," I cried out as Harry pushed into me again. My body wasn't as cold now, but it was shaking for an entirely different reason. "Shit, Harry."

"How many times have you come?" he chuckled, pushing his curls off his sweaty forehead. "I lost count."

"Four," I managed through my shallow breathing. "Please, I'm can't take another one Harry."

"Oh you can't?"

"Harry," I gasped, arching my back. He had slammed all the way into me, knocking out the one ounce of common sense I had left. "Harry, please."

"Please what, sweetheart?"

"Please come." He leaned over me and began nipping at my neck, his lips sending chills down my back as he smirked.

"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you."

"Please," I whined. "Please come. Come for me, Har."

His face immediately changed from teasing to turned on, then to concentration as he established a pace of slow, heavy thrusts.

"Oh yes," he groaned. "Yes Norah, say it again."

"Come, Harry," I demanded more forcefully. I batted my eyelashes and tightened my legs around his middle, drawing him even deeper into me as he whined.

Finally his muscles tightened and his eyes squeezed shut, then a warm liquid dripped down my leg and I knew he was finished.

"Thank you, Nor," he grinned, placing a small kiss to the tip of my nose. "You're amazing."

"Shut up," I laughed lightly. I let out a deep breath and draped my arms around his neck, which for some reason made him tighten his muscles.

"Er, Norah," he muttered awkwardly. "I um, need to pee."

I frowned but released my grip and watched him walk away, all the way into the bathroom and out of my sight. Harry always cuddled with me, he told me he loved it the most. So why was he acting so weird?

"Babe," he called from the bathroom. The door swung open and revealed him in a pair of tight black boxers and nothing else, brushing his teeth and trying to dry his hair with a towel. "I have to leave early tomorrow morning so don't be freaked out if you wake up and I'm gone, okay?"

I nodded slowly. "Okay."

"I just have to help a friend move, it shouldn't take very long and maybe we can do lunch after?"

"Um, maybe," I said quietly. "I might have plans with Phillip."

"You're still hanging out with that-"

"Don't you dare," I cut him off icily. "He is a nice guy and I will not listen to you insult him."

He rolled his eyes. "He's gay, Nor, everyone knows it."

"No he's not," I scowled. He rinsed his mouth and came towards me, still pulling up some old sweatpants as he climbed onto the bed next to me.

"Okay, Norah," he smiled condescendingly. I scoffed and slipped on a shirt, then turned away from him. The TV clicked on and unfortunately, I started shivering again. Harry noticed.

"Come here," he ordered softly. "Come on, I know you're freezing baby."

I shook my head. "No, actually I'm not."

"I can feel you shivering."

"That's not me," I snapped. "And leave me alone, it's nearly three in the morning."