Until Arrow

Chapter 6

My thighs wrapped around his hips, lips pressed to his neck. My back is pushed against the wall. I try to follow Harrys hands under the tinted light, guiding them to the hem of my blouse and shrugging it up and over my head. I jump down and guide him to my bed. Shutting the blind behind my headboard making the room darker than usual.
" Wait...what..about your....parents?" Harry manages to spit out in short cut mutters while leaving trails of kisses behind my ear.
" They're staying in Cuba for their anniversary.... Won't be back for the next month. " I stop him for a second trying to reach his belt buckle but struggle to find its hinge.
"Oh for fucks sake." Harry responds to my struggle and tear open his belt. Making me chuckle in response. As he starts to pull his pants down I stop him. Harry looks up at my with confusion and hesitation.
"I want to do it for you." I say and begin to lead my hands down to his pants. Harry helps me and plays with my fingers in the process. I kick his pants off his ankles and onto the floor and I proceed to do the same with his boxers.
"Wait." Harry stops me from going any further
"Do you want this? I don't want anything to feel rushed, I want this to be amazing for you." Harry asks me with such concern in his eyes I could swear this was all he wanted.
"Yes, more than anything, I want this just as badly as you do." I promise to him.
"I want to make you feel safe. Is this you fir.." I cut Harry off with a kiss.
"Yes, you're my first." I reply and see a surprised look encase his face.
"Am I yours?" My words trail off into embarrassment as I clearly see that I am not by the look on his face.
"No, it happened when I was fourteen. A long story but it didn't change anything in my, no affect, it didn't even mean anything. It was silly. You mean so much to me Arrow, this, means so much to me." I can tell by the seriousness in his eyes that he wasn't lying.
"Arrow, I will do whatever you want for me to make this be perfect for you. I will never hurt you purposely. If I am in any way stop me immediately. I just want you to be okay." And that's when I knew that he was the one I wanted to wake up to each and every morning. The person I wanted to sleep next to each night.
I kiss him and peel off the rest of his clothing, yet take my time buttoning my favorite pale shirt of his.
I raise my back and Harry runs his hands down my chest then to the back of my bra to its clasp. I begin pulling down my shorts and underwear but I'm stop, Harry repeating what I did to him.
"Allow me." Harry teasingly touching spots that make my moan, with an obvious satisfaction of finding my deep points.
"Lets do this." I whisper with a smirk.