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         "What're you doing right now?" Blake furrowed her brow at her husband and wrapped her arms around him from behind. "I'm bored. Come watch a movie with me. You can distract me if you want."

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             Harry smiled softly, pressing a kiss to Blake’s forehead before he was stepping away and leaning back against the wall. He watched her for a moment before shrugging his shoulders, reaching into his pocket to send a quick text to Paul and ask him to find them a place to get married. “I’ll get Paul to find a place. Somewhere it’ll just be you and me. And Paul and possibly Preston, so we can have them as our witnesses. If that’s alright?” He looked up, stepping away from the wall and looking out the door to make sure that nobody was there, listening in to their conversation. Harry smiled softly when he felt Blake’s head against her back and then she was in front of him and he leaned down, pressing soft kisses to her face. “Beautiful.”

"I'm in ripped jeans and a hoodie, that is so far from beautiful..." The blonde wrinkled up her nose and wiggled away from him. "Has he found a place?" She asked as she clutched onto the strap of her bag. She brushed some hair from her eyes as she looked into the mirror and then glanced back over to the singer. "Let's just go and we can tell your mum and Gemma that we're going out to dinner together, okay? C'mon." She grabbed his hand and pulled him down the stairs, rushing past the living room to the front door. "WE'RE GOING OUT! WE LOVE YOU BOTH!" She shouted over her shoulder and smiled as she was finally outside before whipping around to face Harry. "Now what?"

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              He huffed, shaking his head quickly before he was standing in front of Blake, hands coming up to rest on her hips, fiddling with the lace of her panties. “Yes. Wedding plans. Bleh.” Not that he didn’t enjoy talking about the wedding, because he adored it, he just didn’t like talking about it with anyone who wasn’t Blake. He leaned down to return the kiss to her lips and nodded, tapping her bum lightly. “Put some proper clothes on and um.. We’ll do that thing we talked about. I think tonight is a good night for it.”

Her brow furrowed as she looked up at him and then..."Oh. Oh, right." She said quietly and she hurried to pull on a pair of skinny jeans she'd stolen from him. She pulled a hooded sweatshirt  on and fixed up her hair before turning and throwing her bag over her shoulder. "Uhm, are we doing it around here or do you plan on hauling us all the way out to Vegas?" She asked, wrapping her arms around him from behind. "Either way, I don't mind. I just...as long as we're finally married, I'm happy." She buried her face against his back before she moved around him and smiled.

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          Harry had been downstairs with Gemma, trying his hardest not to commit murder, suicide. “Please. Let me go.” There was a distinct pout on his lips and then he heard Blake’s voice, and what timing she had. “See? She’s calling for me. Bye.” And with that, he darted out of the room, taking the stairs two at a time until he was in the bedroom. “Hello.”

He looked distressed and Blake let out a laugh. "You okay?" She asked as she pulled on one of his t-shirts and a pair of her panties. "Was Gemma torturing you downstairs, baby?" She asked as she threw her arms around his midsection. Leaning up on her tiptoes, she pressed a kiss to his lips and sighed. "I miss you..." She whispered. "Can we spend the rest of the night together? Alone?"

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Clearing her throat, Blake flipped her hair back as she got out of the shower and towel dried it a little. With a hum, she stepped into hers and Harry's bedroom. "Babe?" She called and sat down on the bed with her bottle of lotion.

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                “I was deadly serious yesterday. We should just go and get married and screw everyone else.”

"Is there a reason you look like twenty years older than you did an hour ago? I mean, yeah, we should...but what the hell?"

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"You wanted to talk about something, baby?"

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She let out a quiet sigh and smiled up at him. "Yes, et's go get married," She mumbled and stroked her fingers through his hair. "Your mom and your sister are going to kill us." She whispered and wiggled beneath him. She let out a yawn and ran her hands up and down the length of his spine. "You have to move in order for me to get dressed properly. I'm wearing sweats, so don't fight me on this. If we're eloping, I don't care what 'm wearing." Leaning up, she pressed a kiss to his mouth and wrapped her legs around his waist to bring him closer to her. "Love you."

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As soon as she saw what Harry was doing, she sat up and grabbed his hand to stop him. "Let me." She leaned down and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Her cheeks hollowed out and she let out a hum against him. Her head moved and she gripped onto the blankets. She knew he was already about to cum anyhow, she could taste him. She let out a whimper at the back of her throat. As soon as he did come, she sucked and licked him, swallowing every last drop. Sitting up, she bit into her lip before pressing a kiss to his mouth and pulling him down on top of her.

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Blake let out a quiet groan and she squeezed her eyes shut as she moved his hand away and lifted her own leg before sliding the other over his shoulder. As soon as his fingers were added into the mix, she cried out his name and reached behind her for the headboard again. She arched her body up off of the bed and rocked her hips faster against the rhythm of his tongue's movements. "Fuck!" She exclaimed and grabbed onto his hair with her free hand, tugging even harder. She could feel the white hot coil twisting at the pit of her stomach and it only took a few more moments before her entire body trembled and she was crying out his name again, pulling at his curls. "Babybabybaby..." She gasped over and over.

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i'm going back to bed

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His finger, no matter how gently he was, still hurt as it eased inside of her. Despite that, she pushed down against it because pain turned into utter pleasure and she keened, reaching down to tug on his hair once more. Biting into her lip, she swore she drew blood. Her eyes drifted shut and she felt her body tremble as he was absolutely relentless in eating her out. "Fuck, baby!" She cried out and wiggled her hips just a little.

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She just gave him a lazy smile before her lips parted into a gasp and she gripped onto the headboard of his bed. "Fuckfuckfuck." She whimpered and lifted her hips to rock against his mouth. "Harry..." She breathed and reached down to tug on his curls. "You're fucking pe--FUCK!" She shouted as she felt him press her tongue against her and she grabbed onto the sheets hoping to God no one heard her. She glanced down at Harry between her thighs and she tilted her head back. "Christ." She gasped and turned her head, biting down on her finger. She couldn't string together a proper sentence and just rolled her hips against his mouth. She needed more, she needed him.

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            Reluctantly, Harry stood up once again, moving to the door to lock it, his fingers carefully holding onto the hem of his shirt before pulling it up and over his head, dropping it onto his washing pile. “I gathered. Gemma’s just had a go at me for leaving and spending time with the boys. When she’s the one who steals you away from me everyday.” He pouted, straddling her hips, his hands rested by her head, leaning down to kiss her. “Nobody’ll bother us now. Take your clothes off, babe.” His hands tugged at her shirt, pushing it up as far as he could before shuffling down the bed, lciking over her stomach. “After this, we’re going to go out and get married and that’ll be that.” 

She whimpered against his lips and raised her hips a little to press into his. She did as she was told, pulling her t-shirt off. "You're stopping me from actually getting my jeans off, prick." She teased him and tilted her head back, sighing as she felt his mouth against her stomach. "Fuck." Her stomach was sensitive anytime he touched it, really. It was one of her favorite spots. Tilting her head to the side, she just grinned. "You really like eating me out, don't you? You may not even want dinner with your family later. Try explaining that one to your mother and your step-dad, babe." She said quietly and tugged on his hair just a little. "I love you and I don't fucking care what we do, I just wanna be married to you and like you said...that'll be that."

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         Harry had been out with the boys, just filling them in on what had been going on, getting engaged and Gemma and his mother sweeping Blake away at every opportunity. He’d gotten home a little while ago, but then Gemma had whisked him off into the kitchen to lecture him about staying away all day, and he wanted to be rude and tell her that she was an idiot because she was the one who had kept taking Blake away from him. He brushed her off, placing a kiss to her forehead before shrugging his jacket off and placing it over the banister, practically crawling up the stairs. Harry pushed his door open, a soft smile on his lips at the sight of Blake on his bed, crawling onto it to lay over her, kissing her face. “Love you. Marry me now. Just elope with me for fucks sake. A wedding is so much work.”

She let out a quiet whine and buried her face into the crook of his neck. "It really is. Can we seriously just elope? I wanna marry you without all of this bullshit. I don't want a dress or a cake or flowers. I just want you and me." She pouted and leaned in to press a kiss to his lips. "I've just fuckin' missed you. Your mom and your sister have me running all over and I'm exhausted and please just keep kissing me until I can't breathe. That's the only reason I wanna not be able to breathe. I love you so much." She was rambling because she was so tired and she pressed another kiss to his mouth and up and his and below his ear, pulling him closer by his shirt. "And hopefully we can actually have sex without Gemma interrupting us because I don't give a damn about dinner. We can eat later."

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