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five

I could tell Harry was upset from the moment he walked out of the bedroom. His head was hung low and he drug his feet all the way over to the kitchen counter where he looked up at me briefly and flashed me a withered smile that dropped immediately back into a frown as soon as we broke eye contact.
"Chin up buttercup, why are you so down?" I asked the tall, beautiful man standing in my kitchen.
"Just the same old shít, different day," he grumbled. I scrunched up my mouth, as if to stop the words from crawling their way out of my big mouth. I realized that it must have to do with his girlfriend. I felt so stupid for saying anything, I know I hate it when people pry on personal matters.
Just as I was about to open my mouth to give Harry some words of encouragement, a large thud echoed throughout the apartment after a small, orange bird had just killed itself on one of my apartment windows. I scrunched my eyebrows and ran to the window, I noticed the bird had something tied to its leg, it looked like a messenger bird from Limbo. They are most often than not, used to deliver secret words and orders, which resulted in them offing themselves after fulfilling their task, as to not leak important information. I began to worry about what the message might contain, they are never good messages. What if Granny found out i've been in contact with an icky, nasty human? I opened my window onto the balcony and delicately untied the piece of paper attached to the bird, as soon as I had gotten it all the way off, the bird caught on fire and vanished with a flurry of smoke, and was never to be seen again. My hands were sweaty as I shakily unraveled the note,

Direct orders from the King of Limbo:
Penthesilea Elpída, something of great value has been stolen from me. I have been informed that you are one of the most duplicitous thieves amongst human and limbo kind. I ask of you to receive my treasure, and in return I offer you something of great value to you, and promise to not prosecute due to your thieving tendencies. If you fail to bring me what I desire, I will have no choice but to take your privilege of traveling between Earth and Limbo. I suspect my treasure was stolen by a pirate or a wretched, greed ridden fairy. I ask that you come to the palace tomorrow morning to look for clues and direction.
I hope you make the right decision,
King Rouge

"What's that?" Harry said, looking over my shoulder and startling me out of my fixation on the letter from the king.
"Oh, it's nothing... Just some weird note that must've floated onto my balcony somehow," I said unconvincingly.
"Let me see," Harry ripped the paper out of my hands and his eyes began scanning the words, his eyes kept growing wider with each sentence, until they could no longer be opened any further. He looked up at me, unsure how to react. Disbelief? Confusion? Fear?
"I-I can explain," I stammered, waiting for what I was going to say next. I stood there for a moment just thinking of something that could explain away the weird letter that had just appeared on my balcony somehow. It had my name on it, so it was no use saying it must've been for someone else, I mean how many others have the name Penthesilea Elpída? I could say it was a practical joke? Yes, that seemed efficient.
"It was a, uh, practical joke one of my friends must have thought it was funny or something," I nervously laughed and rubbed the back of my neck...Yeah, I didn't have any friends, but Harry didn't know that. He looked at me with those emerald eyes glazed with lazy skepticism and nodded, Because who would actually believe in something as absurd as the contents the letter beheld. I let out a sigh of relief and led him back inside where it was warm and dry. I took the letter and walked back to my room with it, leaving the human to sit on the pink sofa by himself. I sat down on my mattress, slowly sinking into the duvet. I stared at the small letter and pursed my full lips, whenever I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but notice their asymmetry. Why would the king need me to find his treasure, and how did he find out that i've been traveling between the two worlds? I had so many questions. They would just have to wait until the next day when I would have to travel to the kingdom.

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Harry wandered through the doorway into my room and leaned himself up against my dresser.
"Wussup?"
"Nuffin mate," I mumbled before he came and plopped himself down next to me. He turned his head towards me and just stared at me. I was sitting on my hands staring back at him, my heart beated faster the longer I looked at him and I thought, what could he be thinking? Obviously my head was in the goddamn gutter... All's I wanted to do was smash my face against his and put my hands under his shirt.

As if he read my mind, his eyes darted down to my lips, which I had just licked to moisten. He unsurely placed one hand on my neck and the other on my thigh, shifting himself to face me, I sucked in my breath, my skin ached where his touch lingered. Before pulling me any closer, he looked at me as if to ask me "is this okay?" His eyes traveled from my eyes back down to my lips. A shiver shot through me and I nodded as I let out the breath I had been holding in. He pulled my face towards his, and our lips collided. Slowly at first, tender and soft, my brain felt fuzzy and was spinning with clouded judgement. Our lips were perfectly synchronized, his tongue slid over my bottom lip and I opened my mouth wider, allowing his tongue to shyly enter. Our tongues met and said hello briefly before Harry took my lip between his teeth, he pulled it slightly, when he released, it made a small popping noise back into place. I gazed at him with arousal as his left hand traveled leisurely up my thigh and he traced his fingers along my skin, I bit my lip and forced down a "please fùck me." I tugged his shaggy hair lightly and began to kiss him deeply again, his breath hitched and he pulled me closer. My hands slithered beneath his shirt and I let them explore. His skin was so soft and warm. My hands traveled to his back and our kiss began to brim with desire, I dug my fingernails into Harry's skin. He let out a small groan and intertwined his fingers in my hair. Our tongues were having unparalleled correspondence, my core was exploding with heat and I huffed with satisfaction, ready for more. His hand traveled up to the waistband on my pants and he stuck his fingers beneath it, he moved his fingers along my stomach before undoing my button.
"Let me take care of you tonight, beautiful," He whispered into my ear, his hot breath tickled my neck.
He looked at me with wide eyes, saw my flushed cheeks and exasperated expression, and smirked at me. He continued to look at me while he gradually pulled down my zipper, and stuck his beautiful hand down my panties. His slender fingers delicately traveled to my center and he began rubbing slow circles into me. His fingers moved with such purpose, stroking me so lightly and so perfectly. Pleasure was bursting through me in synchronized waves. He then swiftly pushed me down onto the bed and his hands advanced towards my waist, sending chills down my spine, his head stopped at my stomach before yanking my jeans and panties off all in one easy movement. He grabbed my thighs and pushed them apart, so all of me was exposed, he let out a deep shaky breath as he looked at me. He kissed the inside of my thighs softly, each one progressively closer to my clìt than the last. I squirmed with anticipation, I was tired of the teasing. Finally his lips found their way to my slit and he softly licked me. A gust of pleasure shot through me, I sucked in my breath and let out a soft moan. His tongue began picking up pace and my body was pulsating with a feeling I had never felt before. I breathed in and out faster and faster as his tongue moved smoothly against me, so very lightly, and so very wonderfully. I looked down at him while he was down on me, and he was already looking at me, lust sheathing his eyes. The very image caused another great burst of rapture to travel up my small body, I threw my head back on the bed and groaned. I was pleasantly startled when I felt Harry's fingers find their way inside of me. He pumped them in and out of me steadily, and with just the right amount of pressure, he sped up, and my core tightened and burned with delecacation. My body rocked back and forth rhythmically with Harry's thrusting. The pleasure I felt was building and building until it finally burst and advanced like a glow of sunshine. I shook, and I gasped and I whimpered with complete pleasure as my body shuddered with bliss. Harry didn't stop touching me until it was too much and I yelped from the feeling of complete satisfaction. I pulled Harry's head back up to mine. I grabbed his cheeks, stared into his eyes and giggled before pulling him close and drifted off into a euphoric sleep with his body pressed close to mine.

A/N lols i loved writing dat shi. hope u enjoyed ;)
xoxo ~ izzy