We should be lovers
It was amazing how fast Harmony could stop and start his heart and his face turned pink when he let that thought through. The last thing he wanted was for Harmony of all people to turn him into a sap. Or maybe he was blushing because he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Or in this case her cookie jar. He heard his name and paused what he was doing. “I…” He had no excuse. He was touching her and he felt a little creepy that he’d done it without her permission. They’d only just had sex last night. “Morn’” He mumbled back as he nuzzled into her hand, the one that had paused for a second while she stirred awake, went back to work caressing her softly. He leaned in and caught her lips with a happy smile on his face. He led her to lie on her back more while his chest flushed against her side, his hand continued to tease at her a little. Unlike last night, he wasn’t as inept in this department. While he might have never actually gone all the way before Harmony, he was no stranger in pleasuring girls. Two fingers continued to touch her lightly and paused once more to make sure what he was doing was alright. His eyes blinked to hers and wondered if she was okay. Especially with the two of them the way that they are.
Harmony leaned back again with Rory’s touch, one arm still around her neck, running her fingers through his hair. She kissed him back, lifting her head a bit to follow his lips before dropping it back to the pillow again. She let out a quiet sound, wriggling a bit and trying to lift her hips to his hand, dropping back down with an annoyed sigh. She moved her hand to run her fingers through her hair, blinking her eyes open again and trying to focus on Rory, still trying to adjust to the light of the room. Harmony smiled at him, moving her hand to the back of his neck and leaning up on her elbow to kiss him again, encouraging him. “It’s okay,” She muttered softly, her voice a little hoarse. She trailed her hand from his neck along his shoulder, dragging her nails softly over his arm and then back up, tracing circles against his skin.
The night had gone perfectly or as perfectly as it could go. Harmony had come to his place and kissed him. No she’d done more than that. They slept together, and it was exactly how he’d expected it and then some. He ran a hand through his hair. It was a good day. It was a good night. He grinned at himself in the mirror before he walked down the hall to his next class. English technical theater. Though he didn’t recall ever signing up for that class he knew it was one that Harmony had. And if he was in a class with her then it was a worth while class. He was excited. Everything felt brand new. He felt like he had a life with Harmony as his and it was something he’d wanted for so long. He made it to his class room and stood in in the room waiting for her. All Rory wanted to do was see her. To see her and pick her up, spin her around and kiss her because she was finally his. He was finally hers after two long years of just waiting for her. When she walked through the door he smiled and felt the urge to walk up to her and kiss her.
Her eyes shone, and her smile radiated. She was perfect. He felt sappy and stupid but he really didn’t care. His hand moved to wave her over but even before he could say her name, Armanddoo had appeared out of nowhere and wrapped a possessive arm around her waist. She seemed to be elated to see him as she jumped into his arms and buried her nose in his neck. His hand clenched in envy and anger. What the hell? Hadn’t it just been last night she came over and told him he had her? When Armanddoo set her down he caught Harmony’s gaze and she smiled at him like nothing was wrong. He shook his head at her and stalked off. It was only a few second later did she appear in front of him and wrapped her hands around his neck to pull him into a kiss. Rory just about melted into the kiss until he remembered what he saw.
His hands wrapped around her wrists and threw them off him. “How can you just- kiss me like that and?” He shook his head and threw his hands up frustrated. “Whatever, Harmony.” Rory walked past her with his heart heavy in his chest. He expected Harmony to come chase after him. To tell him Armando meant nothing but when he looked over his shoulder they were together again. Her arms around him, while his hands started to roam under her shirt. Rory felt sick and continued to walk away. His heart was broken-
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Rory woke with a start. His heart pounded painfully in his chest. He pressed his hand against it to try and calm himself down before he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. It was just a dream. A very terrifying dream. He wondered if all of it had been a dream, but when he looked down he saw the pale, bare shoulder of one Miss Harmony Hartes. Rory grinned. She must have turned over in the middle of the night without his noticing. She was still naked beneath the sheets as well was he, but he wasn’t about to grab something for them to wear. He checked out his clock and saw that he didn’t have class till noon. Though he wasn’t sure if it was the same for Harmony.
Either way his arm slipped around her middle, while the other arm relaxed under his head. He slipped closer to her and kissed the exposed part of her neck. He didn’t want to wake her up, but having her so close to him was a way Rory always wanted to wake up. He didn’t think of his dream. Didn’t think of Armando. Instead his fingers traced shaped on her stomach before they started to move south. Rory bit down on his bottom lip and wondered if he was pushing his limits. His soft touches slid down between her legs, lightly caressing her. While a part of him didn’t want to wake her up, another part of him wanted her awake. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder as he very lightly slipped a finger between her and wonder if he could stir her awake. He’d deal with the consequences if this went wrong.
There wasn’t exactly a definitive moment when Harmony woke up, all she knew was that one second she was decidedly unconscious, and the next she could feel light touches on her thighs, running between her legs. She didn’t jump, or startle, but rather came back to consciousness slowly, blinking into the light of the room and reaching between her legs to find Rory’s wrist, her own fingers running along his arm in acknowledgement and confirmation for herself. “Rory?” She muttered softly, her voice hoarse from lack of use. Out of habit, she wanted to rub at her eyes and pull herself into a sitting position in the bed, but then again, she’d never woken up to someone’s hand between her legs, and so simply remained content with finding his face and grinning at him, one hand resting on her own stomach, the other reaching up to touch his face gently. “Morning,”
A shiver ran up his spine as she pressed her lips to his neck and collarbone and pulled off him. Another shiver ran through him as he watched her sit on his thighs. He noticed the wince and licked his bottom lip hoping she was okay. He ran his fingers up her thighs, and over the curve where her leg and hip met. His gaze fell to her finger and watched as she it idly traced his chest that heaved slowly. “So…” he said catching breath. He lifted his head and met her lips with the same kiss. He snorted and lifted up a little so he was leaning back on his elbows. “I’m glad too.” He said as he traced her bare back with his finger tips. Her gaze met his and he grinned back at her as she started to smile and laugh. He wasn’t exactly sure why but he was all smiles himself. After all he’d just lost his virginity to her. When she leaned into him, he grinned and rolled them over so she was on the inside of the bed laying on her side but still very much flushed against his body. His hand moved around her waist and pressed kisses to her shoulder. “Will you stay the night/” He asked tracing her spine with his finger tips.
Harmony squealed when Rory rolled them, resettling in her new position and grinning happily at him, running her fingers from her hair to pull it out of her face. “Hmm,” She pretended to think a moment, enjoying the light touches of his fingers and lips on her skin. “Yea,” Harmony said finally, though she’d decided the moment he’d asked. She inclined her head to kiss his cheek, coming to rest her temple in the curve of his neck. “I’ll stay the night,” She moved her hand to slip fingers into the hair at the back of his neck, brushing through it until they were free of the short strands before repeating the action, this time tracing her nails lightly over the muscles in his neck when she was done. ‘I’ll break up with Armando’ the words spun in her head a bit, and she contemplated saying them for a moment, biting at her lip and finally deciding not to. “Is Cam going to be back?” She asked instead, raising an eyebrow in question as she rolled onto her back, one hand brushing knuckles along his side.
Harmony was barely registering her own quiet noises, so focused on the ones Rory gave. His hands, gripping at her hips, were far less overpowering than she’d ever thought that sort of thing could be, guiding and helping her movements as opposed to directing them. She grinned when he kissed her again, the smile fading slightly and her forehead creasing when her body’s response to his amplified and she gave a moan. Harmony rocked a little faster, her movements still experimental as their contact reached a point where she felt as though she didn’t know what would happen next, though she did. She moved both hands to his neck, her thumbs against his jaw, and kissed him again, harder than before. It wasn’t urgent, exactly, not desperate, but she certainly had the sense that time was going far faster than it actually was. She pulled away slightly when she came, her forehead still resting against his as she whimpered quietly, her hips rocking of their own accord and her eyes screwed shut.
Rory leaned his head back and let out more moans. At first a little conscious about them and careful not to make them too loud with no real reason other than he felt as though he would have embarrassed himself or her. But her hands clutched down on his shoulders, and her hips started to move a little faster and shit it felt so good. His knees bent a little as he pushed into her, just a little deeper. Rory’s eyes searched Harmony’s face, twisted in pleasure his own he sure mirrored it. He pushed his hips up to meet hers as she increased her speed. His own hips lifting, his jaw slacking as his breath labored. The noises she was making worried him even if they were sounds of pleasure. He peppered her warm cheeks with chaste kisses. He wasn’t going to last, he knew he wasn’t. He tugged at her bottom lip, “Mona…” Her name was the only warning he had as he felt a tightening in his lower stomach.
Harmony pressed her lips to Rory’s collarbone when she heard her name, following the curve of his neck and continuing her movements, still trying to catch her breath. Finally, she lifted her head and brushed her lips over his, pulling away to lift herself off him and sit farther back on his thighs, wincing slightly. She didn’t say anything, smiling to herself with her lip between her teeth as she splayed her fingers on his chest. Harmony could barely suppress the massive grin on her face and made a point of watching her finger as it traced his skin, not sure she’d be able to not burst into happy laughter if she made eye contact with him. “Soooo,” Her voice was a little raspy, and she paused a moment before leaning forwards to kiss him again, unable not to for some reason. “I’m glad I didn’t miss the bus coming over here,” She said finally, giving in and meeting his eyes. She did exactly what she’d expected; broke into a massive grin and started laughing, leaning forwards to drop her head to his shoulder as she giggled.
He waited, his eyes screwed shut when he felt her lift up a little. All little movement sending a wave of pleasure through him. His eyes opened and watched her features, the smile on her face making him a little more at ease. He rested his hands on her hips and watched her, letting out a small moan as she rocked her hips. He wanted her to move more, but didn’t want to be quick in his own movement. He saw her face flicker to pain a little and he bit his lip hoping she was alright. Rory hadn’t moved once, he waited until she was ready and was moving on her own before she mumbled his name. His chin tilted up as she started to kiss along the line and her hips started to move. His heels dug into the mattress and started to find a rhythm with her, his hands guiding her hips as much as he could. He turned his head and moved to catch her lips with his own. His tongue slipped past her lips while his nails dug into her skin. Rory continued to thrust his hips up until they were moving in sync together, and he had small grunts spilling from his mouth into hers.
Harmony was barely registering her own quiet noises, so focused on the ones Rory gave. His hands, gripping at her hips, were far less overpowering than she’d ever thought that sort of thing could be, guiding and helping her movements as opposed to directing them. She grinned when he kissed her again, the smile fading slightly and her forehead creasing when her body’s response to his amplified and she gave a moan. Harmony rocked a little faster, her movements still experimental as their contact reached a point where she felt as though she didn’t know what would happen next, though she did. She moved both hands to his neck, her thumbs against his jaw, and kissed him again, harder than before. It wasn’t urgent, exactly, not desperate, but she certainly had the sense that time was going far faster than it actually was. She pulled away slightly when she came, her forehead still resting against his as she whimpered quietly, her hips rocking of their own accord and her eyes screwed shut.
It was very carefree. This moment, she was laughing at him and he was laughing at himself as well. She was sitting on him casually like she did that often. Never mind the fact she was naked on top of him. He continued to let his hands trace along her body and kissed her back. Rory glanced at her and fuck, he hated her at that moment. The way she made his heart race, even after two years he couldn’t control that feeling she gave him. His own hips lifted to meet hers and he watched as she slid onto him. His hand moved to her cheek as she lowered herself down, his eyes screwing shut at the feeling. She was tight and it was feeling that he was focusing on so he wasn’t to end things too soon. He didn’t move, his hips were lifted up to hers, but he didn’t move. He waited until she was ready and let her relax against him for a second. “Okay?” He asked as his fingers ran down her back slowly. He kissed the side of her head and waited until she was ready.
Harmony let out a small breath, moving her hands to grip his shoulders as she lifted her head. “Yea, I’m good,” she nodded, smiling and then kissing him again, rocking her hips experimentally. There was a small twinge of pain, but it faded quickly and Harmony’s breath caught in her throat, thrown off slightly. It wasn’t as though she was totally oblivious, she knew the mechanics, but she’d never imagined it would be this… acute. She opened her eyes again, given that they had fallen half shut, and was astounded by how surreal this was. Harmony contemplated for a second why she’d given in here, and now, though the thoughts were fleeting and disjointed, and she realized she hadn’t really given in, she’d made the decision herself. “Rory,” he’d been the one to give her that choice, and she grinned at him again before kissing him, inclining her head to press her lips to the underside of his jaw as she rocked forwards again, doing her best to keep, or even start, some semblance of a pace.
