A Wake Up Call  

dontforgettheharmony:

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.

It amused him seeing Harmony reacted to his touches and he wondered if he really should have woken her up this way. But she mumbled something just loud enough for him to hear and continued his actions. Two fingers circled her clit a few times adjusting as she turned to face him. “Mona…” He mumbled, her touch sending shivers up and down his spine. He smiled down at the girl before he kissed down her jawline and to the curve of her neck. His mouth spread soft kisses and stopped to suck at a tender spot while his fingers rolled against her clit. He dragged his teeth along her shoulders, being sure to focus all of his attention on her as he kissed back up her neck. His lips pressing to her chin playfully.

A Wake Up Call  

dontforgettheharmony:

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,”

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.

A Wake Up Call  

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.