ORION.
We decided to have dinner brought to our unit again tonight. After the whirlwind of emotions because of the thing with Kai and us making up, the thought of going out just didn't sound appealing anymore. So, we curled up in bed together after our meal, and it felt like the world outside had simply faded away. Harro's warmth enveloped me, a comforting embrace like a cozy blanket on a chilly night. My heart raced, but with joy and love rather than anxiety.
A soft gasp escaped my lips as Harro shifted between my legs, searching for a comfortable spot. "Baby," I whispered into his ear and I felt him shiver as i buried my face deeper into the curve of his neck. "You know what happens when you move like that. Can you please just hold still for me?"
A low chuckle rumbled from him as his fingers found their way into my hair, gliding through my locs and drawing a soft groan from me. "Why do you think I'm doing it?" he teased, his voice laced with mischievousness. "The real question is, are you going to do something about it?"
"Are you really daring me again?" I asked him as my heart raced at the challenge, and I turned his face just enough to capture his lips in a fierce kiss. I pulled back slightly looking into his eyes. "Are you sure you can handle it? Because I can tell you're still maxed out from the last dare."
"Touché," he replied, a playful grin curling his lips. "I'll stop teasing—only because we have a movie to watch." He added laughing. The sound of his laughter floated in the air, a delightful sound that tickled my heart.
"Wise choice, because we might have to forfeit the movie otherwise." My teasing brought another burst of laughter from him, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "So, how about we go watch the movie like we planned?" I asked, slowly moving to free my leg from around his body.
"Right! We should definitely get to that," he said, the eagerness in his voice making my heart flutter. But, as I attempted to push myself off the bed, he tugged me back down gently, and I heard him laughing.
"Whoa, hold on a minute!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement that made my spine tingle. "The couch can wait a little longer. We need to do something first—something like this." he added before connecting our lips, and everything else dissolved. His warmth enveloped me completely, wrapping around us like a soft cocoon.
"Harro," I whispered against his lips, "If you keep this up, we won't make it to the couch tonight." The air between us crackled with anticipation, each second stretching into eternity. His closeness ignited something deep within me. I felt suspended in a moment that was pure bliss.
"I'm serious about seeing the movie," he said, his voice low and smooth, pulling back just enough to look into my eyes. His gaze was filled with that familiar playful spark. "But I still wanna have a little fun first." His fingers danced lightly along my arm, their touch electric, sending waves of warmth cascading through me.
Unable to resist, I leaned closer, a smirk gracing my lips and we kissed again. "Nothing you're doing right now says you actually want to see the movie." I teased, making him blushe.
"Of course I want to see the movie. I just want to do this while admiring your handsome face a bit more," he replied, sincerity echoing in his voice, melting my heart in the process.
"You know just how to take my breath away with your words, don't you?" He shrugged, smiling cheekily at my words.
"You're thinking about how lucky you are for having me in your life, aren't you?" He teased making me chuckle.
"You're right, I'm very lucky to have you in my life…everything feels perfect when we're together." I know he was joking when he said that but I meant every word I just spoke.
His expression softened and he nodded, eyes warm and tender as he pulled me closer. "I feel the same. I would give anything to never face a day without you."
"Me too," I said with sincerity.
"It's settled then, we're stuck with each other forever!" he declared dramatically making me laugh.
"I have no complaints." I replied.
"Come on!" he urged, rising off the bed and stretching out his hand for me to take. "Let's watch the movie. We have plenty of time to make up for this later." he said winking at me knowingly, and I laughed shaking my head because I understood exactly what he meant.
Hand in hand, I followed him to the couch; settling down with my back against the cushions, and he followed suit lying on top of me, his arms wrapping around my shoulders. I made sure he was comfortable before reaching for the TV remote and he started trailing soft kisses down my neck, I instinctively held him closer, my hand resting around his waist, loving how his body felt against mine.
It was difficult to focus because of what his mouth was doing to me but I was able to find the movie he wanted us to watch. I don't understand him at all sometimes. For someone who said he wanted to watch a movie, he seems more interested in my body.
Halfway through the movie, we were lost in the magic of each laugh, each ridiculous scene. I shook him gently, laughter bubbling up inside me. "Who knew you had such terrible taste in movies?"
He groaned dramatically before retorting. "Hey! This movie is a classic! You just lack appreciation for fine cinema."
I couldn't help but chuckle, teasingly nibbling his ear. "Fine cinema, huh? I think we should wait for me to choose the next movie before we judge."
"Challenge accepted!" he declared and I knew he had that mischievous grin. "But for now, let's just enjoy this." And with that, my lips returned to their playful nibbling, leaving traces of kisses across his skin.
We continued watching the movie, and I occasionally teased him about his terrible taste in movies which he retorted by leaving bite marks on my neck. And as the credits rolled, I tilted his face toward mine as we looked into each other's eyes.
"I'm not saying the movie was good, but it was really fun watching it with you." I said sincerely.
"My plan worked perfectly then." he said, leaning in for a kiss and I granted his request. It was a short kiss but filled with sweetness and warmth.
Feeling a bounding flutter in my chest, I pulled him closer, kissing him deeply this time. "You really know how to take compliments, don't you?"
"Only when it comes to you, love." he teased making me chuckle. "Are you ready for bed?" he asked, that playful glimmer still in his eyes as he added. "I mean, we did just have a lovely evening together watching a movie like we planned!"
"Is that your way of saying you're tired?" I shot back playfully.
"Maybe," he replied, his eyes sparkling. "Or maybe I just want to coaxed you into bed and do some very naughty things to you."
"You don't have to coaxed me, love. Just ask!" I replied, my heart swooning at the sound of his laughter as we began to move towards the bed area.
As we settled into the large bed, the scent of freshly washed linens filled the air, wrapping us in a cozy embrace. Harro turned to me, his gaze tender and deep.
"I love being here with you," he whispered, taking my hands in his, pulling me close.
"I love being here with you too," I replied, sincerity pouring from my heart. "Everything feels right when I'm with you, even when life gets messy."
"That's what partners are for," he murmured before leaning in for a kiss.
Before long, we found ourselves wrapped tightly in each other's arms, a blissful intimacy that felt just right. I could hear his heartbeat steady against mine, a soothing rhythm that lulled me into a serene peace.
Right now, with soft sheets and warm blankets surrounding us, it feels like there's nothing else in the world but us—just Harro and me. The world's noise faded away, swallowed by our love. As I closed my eyes, a smile spread across my face, knowing that together we could face anything, one beautiful moment at a time.