I Dare You

Twenty- three

"I dare you."

Harry's eyes widened, his cheeks burning as Novelly began to lean in forward. Harry naturally put his hands on her small waist, bringing her in just a little bit closer before he found his lips ghosting over her own.

When he saw Novelly close her eyes, he did the same and enclosed the gap between their lips.

It was impossible for Harry not to smile, he was trying his hardest but he couldn't help himself. He was so in love, he was so happy. He was kissing the girl of his dreams and no one was there to stop him. Novelly pulled away when Harry wouldn't stop smiling.

"What?" Novelly giggled, Harry couldn't contain the smile on his face.

"I'm just happy." Harry whispered before kissing her again. This time; leaning against her as she pressed both her hands fully to his cheeks, running her hands through his hair as she carefully rocked her hips against his own.

Novelly began to unbutton the blazer of Harry's tux, pulling it off his shoulders gracefully as she did so. Harry let her do all the work when it came to undressing him, he was too sore to do it himself anyways.

She began to unbutton his shirt underneath as well when Harry winced in a sharp breath.

"Sorry."

"I'm fine." Harry said. He was just badly bruised. Novelly carefully continued to undo his shirt whilst Harry watched her in amazement. She traced her fingers around his tattoos on his chest, taking in every detail to the dares people had made him do. Each tattoo was a dare, each tattoo was a scar. A physical and mental scar Harry was forced to be seen with every day... For the rest of his life.

"I like this one." Novelly said, pressing her hand against the butterfly on his stomach.

"It's a moth." Harry complained.

"I know it's a butterfly, Harry."

"I wanted to get it removed. But they say it's more painful than getting the actual tattoo." He explained. Novelly nodded before attaching their lips together again. Her hands roaming Harry's toned chest as she slipped her hands inside the shirt, sliding that off his shoulders and onto the ground as well.

"I think it should stay." She whispered, making Harry shudder against her lips.

"I think you should stay." He whispered back. Novelly looked into his eyes, trying to read past Harry's serious expression before she shook her head and pressed a gentle kiss to his swollen lips. Harry gladly kissed her back, his hands gripping her waist as he felt around her back, stomach and up her curves.

Novelly began to pull her tank top over her head, making Harry disconnect his lips from her own. She threw the thin material to the ground and reached for the button on Harry's dress pants.

Harry's heart frantically sped up in his chest. He had never been this close with a girl and his first time doing so was with Novelly, the girl of his dreams, the love of his life. He couldn't wrap his head around it.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Harry finally asked Novelly. The last thing he would ever want to do would be to take advantage of her.

"I'm 100% sure. Are you?" She asked. Harry nodded his head with no hesitation, connecting his lips with her own, finding his confidence now.

"I'll take most of the control, I know this is your first time." Novelly whispered, Harry nodded his head. He really didn't care if he was a virgin or not, he didn't care if Novelly knew, she wasn't making fun of him or anything.

"Okay." Harry breathed.

"Lay down." She instructed. Harry nodded his head as Novelly got off of his lap and began to take her shorts off. Harry winced as he moved to take his dress pants and socks off whilst laying down on his back.