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knowiloveyoubabe · 1 year ago

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Kiss of Life

Word Count: 2.8K

Warnings: Mentions of terminal illness

Summary: AU Demon!rry

MASTERLIST

The full moon hung over her head, illuminating the otherwise pitch black night. There was just enough light for Y/N to see what she was doing, on her knees in the dirt, hunched over. She pants as she desperately dug a small hole at the center of the crossroads, dirt making its way under her fingernails and mucking up her clothing. Her eyes flicked back and forth between the small shoe box that sat by her side and the dirt that she was clawing at.

“The photo of the mortal wishing to make the deal, a handful of graveyard dirt, and a bone from a black cat.” The shrill voice of the old psychic rang in her head, sending a shiver down her spine.

Y/N had never sought out a psychic before this, she would’ve never thought about it had it not been for the news she got just last night.

The fluorescent bulbs buzzed on the ceiling, the harsh pale light beamed at them. It was nearly blinding as it bounced off of the white walls and bedding of the hospital room. The buzzing was all they heard as their bodies sat stiff, hearts pounding against their ribs.

“I’m so sorry,” The doctor repeated sincerely, “I’ll give you some time alone.” The doctor bowed her head slightly, excusing herself quietly.

Y/N stared right ahead, her eyes focusing on a piece of lint on the otherwise pristine white floor. Thoughts raced through her head as she tried to process the news they’d just heard. She hadn’t noticed that her breathing had gone shallow until her beloved called out her name.

“Yes, my love.” She breathes out shakily, looking up to meet the eyes of the man she loved so deeply. His cracked lips were downturned, his hand extended on the bed, as though he were reaching out. She rushed over to the bed, taking his hand in hers. He sighed deeply and pushed her hand away, avoiding her eyes.

“I need some time.” His voice rasped. Y/N felt her chest tightening, tears streaming down her face. She nods, sniffling.

“I love you.” She whispers, her voice faltering. She stands there for a beat, waiting for him to look at her, if even for a fleeting moment, but he never does. Y/N inhales shakily, turning around and exiting the room, trying to convince herself that there’s nothing she could’ve done to prevent this. But if that was the case, why did she feel so guilty?

She shook her head slightly, trying to stop those thoughts from progressing even further. She’s doing the only thing left to do, she’d do anything for him.

Please, please work. Please. She thought to herself as she sat back on her heels, breathing out a heavy sigh. She closed her eyes, remaining stagnant for a moment as she took in what would be the last handful of minutes that she’d have as a full, whole human being.

“Okay,” She whispered to herself, opening her eyes and grabbing the box, the items she’d spent all day hunting down shifted inside. “I can do this.”

She hesitantly lowered the box into the shallow hole and started packing the loose dirt over it, her eyes straining to scan her dark, wooded surroundings. Once the box was properly buried, she pushed herself off of the ground, attempting to shake some of the dirt off of her person. The world around her remained suspiciously still, the gentle breeze and swaying trees had slowed to a stop, the crickets had ceased their incessant chirps. Her heart pounded in her chest, the sound resonating in her ears and nearly vibrating the rest of her body.

“My, my. Look what we have here.” A gravelly voice broke the silence from behind her, sending her heart into more of a frenzy. She whipped around to face the stranger attached to the voice, her breath getting caught in her chest as her eyes locked with his. The stranger chuckled, taking one of his hands out of his suit pocket to run it through his slightly coiffed hair. He towered over Y/N, his lean form awfully close as he looked down at her. His sharp features were accentuated by the black suit that donned his body, contrasting with the soft curves of his plump pink lips. There was a small beauty mark below the corner of his lips. He was beautiful. His green eyes seemed to glow, cutting through the darkness surrounding them.

“What’s a girl like you doing summoning me?” He spoke slowly, staring her down. Y/N squirmed a bit under his gaze but attempted to keep her composure by crossing her arms, the tension thickening the air.

“It’ll lead you once you summon it. Don’t let it intimidate you, child.” Her mind replayed what the psychic had insisted over and over. She swallows the lump in the back of her throat and inhales a sharp breath.

“So how does this work?” Y/N asks firmly, silently begging her voice not to betray her. The beautiful stranger tilts his head to the side, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

“How does what work?” He asks inquisitively, eyes narrowing slightly. Y/N’s breath stutters as her brows furrow.

Did I do it wrong? She thought, recounting the steps in her head.

“You know,” She says hesitantly, maintaining eye contact with the gorgeous demon in front of her. “Selling my soul or whatever.”

A beat of silence passed between them before the man snorted, suddenly doubling over in laughter, clutching his abdomen. Y/N is almost taken aback by the man’s reaction, the sheer shift in his attitude.

“You can’t be serious!” He laughs, his sharp features suddenly softened by the pink tint in his dimpled cheek. Y/N gawks at him in confusion, causing him to straighten up his posture.

“Wait, you’re serious?” He purses his lips, attempting to stop himself from laughing again. Y/N’s annoyance was clear as she huffs out a breath, crossing her arms.

“I mean, I summoned you right?” She rolls her eyes, her patience wearing thin.

“What could a good girl like you possibly want to sell her soul for?” The demon scoffs, his arms crossing over his own chest, mirroring Y/N.

“‘Good girl’? How could you possibly know that?” She nearly stomps her foot at his baseless assumption. His eyes take in her body from bottom to top, settling at the cross around her neck.

“You’re joking.” He says flatly, giving her a bored expression. She sees his eyes on the cross her grandmother had given her and brushes her fingers over it, releasing a sharp breath from her nose.

“Listen, I get that you’re a demon and all, but this arrogant shtick is getting boring.” She snaps. A crooked smirk tugs at his lips.

“Pretty and snappy,” He growls lightly, stepping closer to her. His ringed fingers traced the outline of her jawline from under her ear, all the way to her chin, softly nudging her face up. “Delicious.”

She felt his breath on her face, their noses mere inches apart. His eyes lingered on her lips for a moment before flicking up to meet hers.

“Tell me - what is it that you want, darling?” He spoke softly, as his thumb hovered over her lips, touching them ever so lightly.

“First tell me your name.” She whispered, delicately moving her lips under the soft pad of his thumb causing him to lick his lips.

“Harry.” He smirks, using his other hand to brush a couple of loose strands of hair from her face. Y/N gasps lightly at the gesture, her body betraying everything the psychic warned her about.

“I’m-”

“I know who you are, Y/N.'' He drawls out, his dimple deepening as he watches her mesmerized expression twist into one of confusion.

“How do you know my name?” She steps back, Harry’s hands falling from her face. He chuckles, he could practically see the anxiety radiating off of her. “This is a contract, love. The moment you buried that box, your name was documented. Now, what is so important that you’d sell your soul for it?” He spoke slowly, carefully. She watched his lips, noticing how they seemed to wrap around the words.

“My boyfriend, he’s terminally ill. I want to save him.” Y/N released a shaky breath, feeling a lump grow in the back of her throat at the mention of her boyfriend. Harry’s eyebrows furrow as he nods his head slowly.

“I see. Boyfriend.” He mumbles, his index and middle fingers hover over his lips as though he is deep in thought.

“Yes, boyfriend.” She nods.

“Mhm, dying boyfriend.” He mumbles again. Y/N tilts her head, placing her hands on her hips.

“Yes, dying boyfriend. I'm sorry, was I not clear?” She huffs out, watching him pace back and forth.

“Yeah, I don’t think you want to sell your soul for him.” He says matter-of-factly. Y/N scoffs, shaking her head.

“Listen, asshole-”

“Woah!”

“-It’s my soul and I get to choose what I want to do with it!” She clenches her fists, annoyed with the absolute gall of this man. Harry’s hand laid on his chest, over his heart, feigning offense.

“That’s quite rude for someone who’s asking for my help!” He laughs arrogantly and Y/N lets out a groan of frustration.

“You’re such a dick!” She turns around, approaching the spot that she buried the box in, preparing to dig it up.

“What are you doing?” Harry follows behind her, she rolls her eyes.

“Getting rid of you, I’m sure there are other demons who would be more than happy to take my soul.” She starts to kneel down in front of the buried box.

“That’s not how that works, you know.” He says condescendingly, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Then I’ll make it work! I’ll find another crossroads, I’ll summon the devil himself! I don’t need some pretty boy demon telling me what to do!” She nearly shouts in frustration, turning her head to look at him. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he extended his hand, offering to help her off the ground.

“I’ll give you whatever you want, you won’t hear a peep out of me.” Harry pretends to zip his lips shut, throwing away the key. She narrows her eyes in suspicion before rolling them. She took his hand, standing up, expecting him to let go but he didn’t. Instead, he moved closer, using his thumb to brush some dirt off of her cheek. His pupils dilated, nearly overtaking the green of his irises as he took in every small detail of her face. Y/N struggled to control her breathing, almost hypnotized by his beauty.

“Pretty boy demon?” A smug smile broke through his serious expression, causing Y/N to groan once again, slapping his hands away. She clenches her fists at her sides, looking up at the sky.

“Harry, please. I need to save him,” She pleads, closing her eyes. “I love him.”

Tears begin falling from her eyes, down the sides of her face. An ache pierced at Harry’s chest, confusing him.

What is this? He thought, pausing for a moment, his hand laying on his chest lightly, perplexed at the sudden awakening of emotions he had not felt in centuries.

“You know,” Harry clears his throat, “I’m becoming quite fond of you, Y/N.” He smiles, fiddling with his rings. She sighs, trying to avoid the dirt on her sleeves as she wipes her tears on them.

“Does that mean you’ll save him?” She sniffles, her lips trembling. Harry nods, taking her hand in his. Y/N doesn’t question the gesture, feeling strangely comfortable with the demon.

“Yeah, I’ll save him,” Harry’s thumb traced over her knuckles softly, “Now we just have to seal the deal.” She releases a sigh of relief, smiling at the beautiful man.

“Okay, how do we do that? Do we have to shake hands or do I have to sign something?” She asks, causing Harry to chuckle at her naivety. She tilts her head to the side, confusion clear on her face.

“No, darling. A kiss must be shared to seal any deal.”

Y/N squawks, his words catching her completely off guard.

“A kiss?!” She squeaks, her eyes as wide as the full moon illuminating both of them. Harry nods, giggling.

“The eyes aren’t the only gateway to the soul.” He teases, Y/N throwing her head back slightly, groaning at the corny line.

“You’re ridiculous,” She crosses her arms, a slight smile tugging at her lips, “But seriously, why a kiss?”

Harry paused, his small smile mirroring hers. He had never allowed a human to ask as many questions as he’d allowed the stunning person standing before him. It was quite clear that she hadn’t done any real research, not truly knowing what she was getting herself into.

How endearing. He thought, watching as she awaited his answer.

“Ever heard of ‘the kiss of life’?” Her brows furrowed at his question, shaking her head.

“When we seal the deal, we seal it with the kiss of life. Usually there would be an exchange of life force that happens between the two people, the life force being your souls. But since I don’t have one, I’ll be taking yours.” Harry explained casually, the last sentence sending a shiver through Y/N’s body.

“I see,” She breathes out, attempting to absorb everything he said. “But doesn’t that mean that I can kiss him and give him some of my ‘life force’?” She questions. Harry shakes his head, smiling.

“Full of questions, are we?” He chuckles, stepping closer to her, causing her breathing to hitch ever so slightly.

“No, darling. Humans all have the same amount of life force from birth until death. You may exchange life force but you're both left with the same amount as before. Never more, never less.” He clarified.

Y/N nibbled on her lower lip, nodding her head. This was it, the only thing standing between her and saving her boyfriend's life was a kiss. She felt this strange excitement in the pit of her stomach at the thought of kissing the charming demon, bringing about a wave of guilt. She silently tried to convince herself that the feeling was actually just the excitement of saving her boyfriend's life.

“Anymore questions, lovely?” He brushes his fingers down her arm lightly and she shakes her head.

“No, I think I’m ready.” She takes a deep breath, stepping slightly closer to Harry. He nods his head, trying to ignore the confusing flutter in his abdomen.

What is happening? I’ve done this more times than I can count. Harry thought, his eyebrows furrowing.

Her hand rested on his bicep, their bodies nearly pressed against one another. Their eyes met for what felt like an eternity, both caught in some sort of trance. He ducks his head, their lips brushing against each other softly, both of their eyes fluttering shut. His hands settled on her waist, pulling her firmly against his body as he breathed her in for a moment. He felt her heart pound against his own chest and her breath on his lips, he almost couldn’t take the tension anymore.

He pressed his lips fervently against hers, electricity replacing the anxiety in their bodies. His lips melded with hers almost desperately, as though they’d been waiting forever to find hers. Y/N gripped his suit jacket in an attempt to pull him closer, the distance between their bodies already nonexistent. She’d never experienced such a closeness, the hunger for more of him overtaking her senses.

Y/N pulls away first as an image of her boyfriend flashes behind her closed eyes, her forehead remaining on Harry’s. His eyes stayed shut, his fingers slightly tightening on her waist. His breathing was elevated, her warmth almost beckoning him to stay right there and burn in it for the rest of eternity. She shut her eyes again, her fingers running through the short hairs on the nape of his neck.

“Harry,” Y/N whispers breathily, “I-”

“Good luck.” He clears his throat, cutting her off. A gust of wind stripped her of his warmth, her eyes opened and found no trace of him.

The demon’s disappearance left an emptiness she couldn’t quite shake off as her fingers hovered over her lips, the electricity lingering on her skin. She released a staggered breath, shaking her head slightly as though she were physically pushing the thought to the back of her mind.

She pulls her car key from her pocket, rushing to see the person she just sold her soul for.

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thecuriousbeauty · 4 months ago

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Harry Styles Oneshot- Honeymoon

Husband!Harry x reader

Word limit: 6,949

Warnings: Smut, teasing, edging, blowjob, gagging, light spanking, dirty talk. Oh and lots of fluff!

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"Is it..beachy?"

"Maybe."

"Will there be a lot of people?"

"Maybe."

"Will there be animals?"

"Maybe."

Groaning I sat back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest. "You won't tell me anything?", I asked Harry who was watching me with an amused look, clearly enjoying not telling me anything about our honeymoon.

"You'll like it babe.", he patted his hand on my thigh. I looked out the window of the airplane, light peeking out of the clouds. It was a beautiful view.

But the view of the man beside me was better. Harry was looking at me with a content smile, his dimples peeking out. His curly locks were stuffed under his hood, and his green eyes were twinkling.

"I love you." I kissed his cheek and he smiled and pecked my lips. "I love you too."

"Aren't you sleepy?", I ask. We've been on the plane for five hours now, talking and talking. "Yeah." He nodded and yawned on cue. "I'm sleepy too." I pulled on our cuddle blanket and tucked my legs over his lap, placing my head on his shoulder. He placed a kiss on my temple, then passed out.

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I peeked out the window and street as we got in a car, and the driver drove to I don't know where. We drove another fifteen minutes or so, unconcerned about speed limits. Soon we were forced to slow down as we approached like a dense rain forest.

"Here we are.", the driver said stopping. There was lingering Italian accent to his English.

Harry paid the cabbie and took our bags, trooping through the front door of a hotel. Harry walked across the cool tile to check us in and I slumped against the couch.

"Ready to go?"

I looked up at Harry, it seemed like he had gone only for a second. Behind him was another man, holding a fruit basket.

"May I escort you to your cabin?", he asked, his accent also evident. I took Harry's hand and my suitcase as he led us up to a trail.

Where the heck are we?

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"What about the-AUUGH!", I swatted away a giant fly as it got close to my face. Harry and our guide Manuel, chuckled.

"I told you to use the spray I told you.", Harry said smirking.

"It smells funny.", I said bending down to take my suitcase again.

He shrugged. "Be fly food then."

"You are walking on thin ice, honey."

"Well then maybe you should do like I told you, sweetie."

"Maybe you should tell me where we are first, dear."

"It's a surprise, cinnamon."

"We are here!"

We snapped out of our 'argument' and saw Manuel watching us with a bright smile. He pointed to a trail and broke off to the right. Harry gave me an 'I told you so' look and skipped ahead with his things. I followed him after waving off any more flies.

"Whoa.", I said as we reached into a clearing.

"I knew you'd like it!", Harry grinned who heard me.

"Be careful crossing the bridge!", Manuel instructed. Harry waved for me to go first and he walked behind me. I gasped at the view from the last step.

Harry poked my butt prodding me forward.

We continued walking and finally reached our cabin.

"Like it?", Manuel asked hopefully, reading our expressions.

"It's beautiful.", I smiled re shouldering my backpack. He beamed and gave us a set of keys, plus some instructions before waving a goodbye and Harry gave him a tip. I knew we were close to somewhere I could enjoy the scenery. I heard bird calls every step and the noise of waterfalls nearby.

Harry fumbled with the keys before letting us in.

I peeked inside the cabin before stepping in. "Pretty!", I said.

"Yeah? I hope you like it.", Harry said cranking open a window. He pecked my cheek. "It's beautiful." I smiled and draped my arms around his neck pulling him closer for a kiss.

He smiled, his hands dropping to my waist. "Look how gorgeous it is.", he said looking outside the window. "Hey birdie." I said watching a small bird peek out. "It is gorgeous.", I agreed. He plucked a flower and tucked into my ponytail. "For you."

I blushed, appreciating the cool breeze blowing around us, making Harry's hair messier than it was. Harry winked and kissed my forehead. "y/n Styles, welcome to Venice."

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Harry's eyes were on my body all through dinner. I knew my new dress would do things to him. It was a wine red dress, stopping just above my knees. A beautiful design on the top and a silky material.

Harry was distracted all through dinner, and I had my desert painfully slowly, enjoying what I'm putting him through. Harry leans over to whisper in my ear, "You'll pay for everything later, baby."

"I'm looking forward to it.", I grin, wrapping her lips around the spoon, keeping eye contact with him as I slowly lick off the chocolate.

Harry smirked, before giving my thigh a squeeze. I look down at his big hand laying on my thigh, his rings and tattoos adorning his hand. His lean fingers closed around her skin possessively.

Harry ushers us into a cab once we were done, and I sit close to him, leaning to his side. He had his arm wrapped around me.

"I think I like your dress a little too much.", he murmurs, stroking the skin of my thigh. "But I might like it better on the floor."

I bite my lip as his hand moves higher. "Will I find you all wet for me when we get back?"

"You find out.", I whisper, pressing a kiss to his jaw, and he hums, sneaking dangerously close to where I need him the most, before pulling out his hand, and intertwining with mine instead.

As soon as we got to our cabin, he had me up against the wall, his lips hungrily devouring mine. It was pure ecstasy. I could drown in his lips forever. His hands ran all over my body, and my legs wrapped around his waist, hands finding his hair. Harry looked amazing as well. He wore a black silk shirt and those skinny jeans that made his thighs look great.

I gasp as Harry cups my heat. "Teasing me all night, weren't you love?"

"I didn't mean to..", I try to spread her legs more as he slips his hand inside my panties, and his fingers stroke my folds. He groans, feeling all the wetness over his fingers. "Didn't you? You're dripping wet, seems like you had fun too."

"Uh huh..", I agree, moaning as he slips a finger deep inside me. "Please Harry.."

"Want me to make you cum?", Harry asks, his teeth nibbling at my neck, and I nod.

"No, not yet. You teased me all night, now it's my turn.", Harry whispers, his eyes darker with lust. He pulls his hand away, making me groan and he lifts me up, walking to their bedroom.

He throws me on the bed, sleek like a panther approaching his prey as he climbs on to the bed, hungry eyes watching me.

"As much as I love this dress on you, it's gotta go.", he says, and I turn my back so he can unzip it and pull it off my head. I wasn't wearing a bra, so Harry's hands went to them immediately, cupping them in his hands, and pressing his lips to my nipple. I moan as he rubs my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, before giving it a tug.

"Fuck..Harry.."

"Yes baby, keep saying my name, love to hear it from your pretty lips.", he grins, and moves one of his hands lower, and parts my legs. I gasp as his thumb finds my clit.

"You want me here, love?"

"Yes please.."

"Such a good girl.", he praises, and starts to rub my clit in slow circles as he takes my nipple back into his mouth, his teeth grazing it enough to leave a small sting of pleasure.

He quickens the pace, and adds a finger inside of me, and I bury my hands in his hair, playing with the curly locks. I was about to cum, when he pulls away.

"Harry! W-What'd you do that for?", I scowl at him, feeling all tingly and needing to release.

"Just teasing you, darling, what's the matter? Don't like it?", Harry smirks, looking up at me.

"You do like it, don't you?", he answers when I don't, and brings his fingers up to my lips. "Come on, taste yourself on my fingers."

I open my mouth and let his fingers slip past my lips. I hummed at the taste, his fingers splaying on my tongue, before it went a little deeper, and made me gag.

"Let's make you gag on something bigger, okay? Will you be a good girl and take care of me? Then I'll make you cum.", Harry says it like a question, but it was more like a statement. I nodded, and he pats my cheeks with his wet fingers, before it finds my hair, and tugs me to my knees.

"Take me out, baby." I helped him out of his jeans, before taking him out of his boxers. He laid down on the bed and I hovered over him, stroking his dick and licking his balls. He was so hard. His dick stuck up straight.

"Enough of that love, get to work.", Harry tugs on my hair, and I lean over, taking him in my mouth.

Harry groans. "That's it baby, take me deep in your throat. Such a good little wife for me."

Harry was big, and it was initially not easy to take all of him, but now I'm used to it. Harry pushed my head down making me gag, and I was tempted to reach my hand to rub my clit.

Then I felt him twitch, and went faster. "I'm gonna c-cum..", he warns me, and my mouth fills up with his cum as he pulls out a little. I swallow it all down before kissing him.

"That was amazing.", he breathes, hand on the back of my neck. "Let's take care of you now, shall we?", he asks, moving his hand to land it smack on my ass cheek, and I yelp.

"I might have to myself if you don't.", I wink, and he groans, pushing my back so I'm laying down over him and he lands another slap to my ass for that. "Guess you really don't want to cum today, too bad. I was going to make you cum about five times. With my tongue, my fingers..."

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Next Day

Rolling over the next morning, I was disappointed to see I was alone. My legs, arms, back and everything ached, the cause of this made me blush furiously.

"Harry?" I poked my head out of the covers and looked around. "Harry?"

I got no answer but I saw a note next to my head.

'I went to get breakfast for us, be right back babe.' x

I smiled and took out my phone checking my messages. I had a few from my friends Lexie and Kiara of couse.

Kiara: How was the first night in your cabin? Juicy?

Lexie: Bet she can't even walk.

Me: It was amazing. Period. Shut your holes.

I put my phone away hearing the rattling of the door knob.

"You're up! Morning gorgeous.", Harry grinned at me who was holding a big covered plate. "Morning." I blushed again pulling up the blankets over my naked body.

Harry crawled onto the bed and kissed me. He smelt fresh, he had taken a shower, considering from his damp curls.

"I was really hungry and I'm sure you will be too when you wake up so I went to get it, they don't bring it over to the cabins." I nod kissing his nose. "And I didn't want to wake you up."

"I am very hungry."

He smiled and hopped out of the bed again. I put on my bra and underwear and got out of bed.

Harry chuckled watching me paddle to the bathroom. "Don't you dare laugh curly!", I warned and he did just that. "I LOVE YOU!", he screamed. "I LOVE YOU TOO!", I screamed back. I took a wee, brushed my teeth, washed my face and put my hair into a messy bun as I went back to Harry in bed, who had breakfast there and I crawled in the covers.

"Mm this is really good.", Harry mumbled in between bites of food. "This is a huge breakfast.", I said taking a sip of the coffee. "Yeah, traditional breakfast here or something.", Harry said.

"What are we doing today?", I asked as we stuffed our faces with food.

"We could check out the local markets and stuff if you're not too sore." He winked and I slapped his arm. He laughed and kissed my shoulder. "Okay okay calm down wifey.", he said making me blush over again.

"You're all blushy today! I like it.", Harry said and I dug my head into his neck. "Not everything about me is like able babe."

"You're wrong. Everything about you is love able, you're perfect."

"Are you going to make me blush for the entire day?"

He cut up a piece of sausage and fed it to me. "I am going to make you blush for your entire lifetime honey." I pinched his cheek. "Stop unless you want a repeat of last night."

"Ooo I want a repeat of last night!"

I rolled my eyes and pecked his lips. "You're just gonna have to wait till tonight then."

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"Things are so cheap here!", Harry said as we tiredly walked back to our cabin after spending the whole day outside, exploring the city.

"We could buy a house here for the price of a suit in London.", he said as we dropped our bags and collapsed on the bed together.

"That's cause your suit is Gucci.", I said and giggled at his glare. He pulled me closer by my hips and tickled me making me squeak.

"S-Stop I should breathe!" He laughed and finally stopped, pecking my cheek. I rubbed my ribs catching my breath. "Wanna play?", I asked. He smirked. "What do you wanna play?", he dragged his hand up my thigh and I slapped it.

"I was talking about board games baby."

He rolled his eyes as I got up and went to take one out. "Board games it is then.", he scooted up to the bed. "Babe, did you know we haven't gone anywhere alone in all the three years of being boyfriend and girlfriend? This is the first time we're alone!"

I thought about it. He's right, we always went with the other boys and girls. We did go small trips, to Harry's home and LA and road trips. But not like this.

"You're right babe.", I said. "Doesn't seem like it though."

"I know." Harry nods. "But I love this, no other boys frisking you away from me." I chuckled. "Monopoly or scrabble?"

"Monopoly, so I can beat you."

"You can't beat me curly."

"We'll see clumsy."

I rolled my eyes and sat cross legged from him. "We're going somewhere else after two more days.", he said.

"Where?"

He imitated a zip and I groaned. We played monopoly, messing around, he won sadly. Then we set up a camp fire outside our cabin and it was another amazing night of our honeymoon.

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Next day

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP

"Uggghhh, turn it off.", I waved my hands around the air. "Turn it off!"

"Sorry,", Harry was mumbling, reaching across my head to turn it off. "Sorry."

"Hmmph."

Harry placed a soft kiss on my temple. "Morning."

Morning? Groggily, I lifted to check the time. Nearly six.

"You're out of your goddamned mind curly.", I said flopping back against my pillows, waiting to see if he'd do the same.

Instead, he tucked the blankets under my chin. "I'll wake you up in an hour, angel. Sorry again."

Ignoring the tingling in my toes when he called me that, I turned to see him pulling on pants and slide a watch on his big hand. Outside it was still dark and the noises of the frogs were loud.

"Why so early?", I asked.

He disappeared into the kitchen and grinned. "You'll just have to see."

I sighed. I laid in bed for some time, listening to the noises outside nature is making. Harry would drop something every five minutes so naturally I didn't get sleep again. I got up, used the bathroom before walking up to Harry.

"What are you doing?", I asked. He jumped at my presence, then smiled and brought my hands to wrap around his square waist.

"Making us lunch."

"For what?"

He huffed as if it was obvious as he spread peanut butter on the slice of bread.

"For my surprise of course."

He and his surprises. "You don't want to get more sleep? You've got twenty minutes more.", he said walking us to the fridge to take something.

"I'm good.", I say. Harry was cute. Everything about him was. When he concentrated, jut out his bottom lip, he would tap his hand against his thigh when he got frustrated. His dimples made an appearance every time something went right and he'd wiggle his hips in a victory dance, holding my arms making me giggle.

I pressed my forehead against his shoulder blades. "Stop growing.", I mumbled. "You're tall enough."

He laughed. "I agree babe, but I don't have control over it."

He walked to the fridge again. "How much food are you taking?"

"Enough for a whole day."

"Are we going hiking?"

"No."

"Are we going on a hot air balloon?"

He gasped at his fear surfacing. "Never."

"Are we going to need protection?"

"..more or less."

I scanned my brain with everything I could come up with it, nothing. "Whatever, as long as we're together." He smiled and turned around to sloppily kiss my lips. "I.." He kissed me again, lingering for a few seconds. "..love." He gave me another kiss. "..you." This time with tongue. I beamed and kissed his forehead. "I love you more."

"Impossible, now go get ready."

"What should I wear?", I asked going to the bedroom again.

"Bikini inside whatever you want."

"Are we going-"

"No more questions please, thank you very much."

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Harry's POV:-

"A boat?"

"A yacht.", I correct, helping her onto the top deck. "A small one."

"It's pretty.", she said running her hand along the side of a bench. "Who's gonna drive though? I didn't see anyone."

I smiled and spread my arms. "You are looking at the driver of the yacht, ma'am."

"You?"

"Uh huh."

"You don't have a license to drive a yacht."

"Oh but I do.", I ducked down under the cabin to check on our safety stuff and see if we had enough oil. "Remember, one week before the wedding, I disappeared one day?"

She nodded. "Yes, you left me to deal with the cake tasting."

I chuckled. "Well babe, I was learning to drive this thing and steer around the whole day."

She gasped. "Seriously?"

"Yep. I promise we'll be okay. If not, we're good swimmers." Her mouth fell open and I laughed kissing her. "That was a joke baby."

"Oh right." She blew away some hair from her face. She had shorts and a top on, her hair flying around until she grunted and put it up in a clip. She looked beautiful, as always.

"Now go outside and enjoy the sunshine, go.", I said checking the ventilation blowers. "But you'll be alone down here."

I shook my head. "I'll come up when we get a bit farther out, then we'll swim." I opened the window so I would get a nice view of the sea too, turned on the GPS and location tracker.

She took of her shorts and top and I became hard just looking at her. She's just so fit and hot and ughh. "I lost my sun screen.", she said rummaging through her tote bag. I snapped out of my trance.

"I took it, you didn't lose it babe.", I chuckled and she fished it out my bag. "You um look good.", I muttered watching her rub the sunscreen onto her slightly tan skin, making it glow in the sunlight. "Really good."

She smiled. "Thanks babe." I start the yacht. She rubbed sun screen over me too and pecked my lips. Then walked towards the door barefoot with a towel. "Have fun."

I winked. "You too."

I returned to the wheel. I could see her lay the towel on the slanted floor and turn around on her stomach so she could see me. After getting comfortable, she looked up to give me a beautiful smile and blow me a kiss. I caught it.

I liked our relationship. We still acted like children, teasing each other and unafraid to be cheesy. Everything was out of love and that was enough for us.

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"Babe let's go.", I said from the window in the top deck as I walked to the edge. Six hours had passed, we liked every second of it I would go down to the cabin every now and then to make sure we're okay, the rest I messed around with her. We did the dirty a couple times too he he.

"What are you doing?", she asked, watching me crank a handle. Then I jumped into the water making her gasp.

"Are you crazy!?", she peeked down at me. It was dark now. I popped my head back up. "Come down here!"

"You're insane!"

I shrugged and swam to the bright yellow canoe which had our picnic basket, two paddles and two life jackets. I settled on it and looked up.

"Are you leaving me alone?", I asked. She looked at me for a long time then with a groan came lower so it would be easy to jump off. I grinned and paddled closer.

"Is it cold?"

"Not a bit."

She took a breath before cleanly diving into the dark blue waters, showing off her athleticism which I love. Her head popped out after a few minutes and I smiled clapping, then held out my hand for helping her get on.

"That wasn't too hard was it?" I gave her a life jacket as she sat down. "I would say wear it, but since I'm not, it'd be hypocritical to ask. The water isn't choppy, I promise, but keep it close."

She nodded, flipping back her long black and rose gold hair back, which was now wet. "Okay, you know how to drive a boat. And now you've gotten me wet.", she said making me blush at the other meaning. "Now we're in a canoe miles away from where we started, what's going on?"

"Just wait babe." I stretched to place a kiss on her damp cheek. "You'll like it."

She exhaled but nodded, watching me pick up my paddles and drag them backwards. My hair fell in front of my eyes and she noticed, pushing them back gently and kissing my forehead. I smiled and nudged the food basket.

"Eat something."

She hesitantly pulled out a packet of grapes, popping a few in her mouth and mine. "Aren't we supposed to get less cheesy as we go more into our relationship?", she asked chuckling.

"Seems to be backwards for us love.", I agreed and pecked her temple.

"Want me to help?", she asked noticing my light pants of breath as I continued to propel us in one direction. (pun intended.)

"It's alright, we're almost there.", I said.

She smiled, slowly getting to her knees, nudging my legs apart to sit in between them. My heart beat got a little faster as she leaned back against me and fed me another grape. I kissed her cheek. "You're a dork."

She shrugged. "Cut me some slack, I'm the wife of the biggest dork in the history of dorks.", she said and giggled. I rolled my eyes and licked her nose. "I like the sound of that though.", I said as her hands pushed mine down further on the paddle, hers on top acting as a helpful pivot against the calm water.

"What? Biggest dork in the history of dorks?"

"No, silly. You, being my wife sounds really nice.", I corrected and she smiled and kissed my chin. "Is it better now?", she asked as I had to put lesser pressure on paddling now, because she was helping me.

"Mhmm."

It was quiet for a bit, the island I was aiming to, coming closer and closer.

"Did you see that?", she suddenly asked seeing a flash in the water. "Something's in the water."

I pretended not to notice, but I couldn't help my smirk. "Hmm.."

Looking up at the moon, she figured it must have been a reflection and rested back against me.

"I love you.", I blurted out kissing her shoulder. "A lot."

She paused the paddling to kiss my cheek and gently squeeze my knee. "I love you too."

"Not only for your body.", I added. Sure she has a hot body many people strive for and sometimes that's all the comments she gets, no one wants to know what kind of a person she is. "I mean yes for your body, but I love your personality too."

She chuckled. "Um, okay, I love your personality too." I laughed and rested my chin on her shoulder. "I just wanted you to know babe." She smiled and nodded. "That's very s-did you see that?"

We were really close to the island and I too had seen brightness in the water, but once again acted innocent.

"See what?"

She looked at the water and gasped. It was blue.

And glowing.

"Holy shit.", she whirled around. "Harry, we need to go back! There must have been toxic spills or something, look at the water. Let's go, let's go!" She tried to push the paddled forwards to paddle us backwards but I knocked her hands off.

"y/n", I murmured, squeezing her with my legs. "Look down."

She peered of the edge of the canoe and gasped. More blue water was surrounding our boat.

"What is...this?"

"Noctiluca scintillans. Also known as sea sparkle, these bio luminescent plankton float under the surface and flash brightly when disturbed, possibly to scare off or distract predators." I felt so smart.

She dipped a finger into the water, as if waiting for a shark to come bite her. "Huh?"

"Bio luminescence, love, the water here glows."

I slipped out of the canoe and into the water making her squeak. "Is it safe?"

I ducked back up smiling. "Yes it is babe, you don't even feel them.", I promised, watching her dunk her hand in again, marveling. The blue would spread every time I moved the water around.

"Come on in, before I make you.", I said ducking my head under the water again. When I popped back up, she hesitantly dropped one leg into the water, then jumped in.

"Oh my god.", she giggled resurfacing as the water around her body glowed. "This is freaking dope!" I laughed, loving when she gets American.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

She stepped forward to slip her arms around my neck. "How did you find this place?"

For a second, I admired her eyes, which was the same color as the glow. God she's so beautiful. "Hm, H?", she kissed my cheek and I snapped back, my hands going to her waist.

"I just asked around baby, figured you'd want to see this." She smiled and leaned in, kissing me. "Thank you."

"Wait until you see the next place.", I whispered against her lips as we kissed again. I tipped her head back, her long hair causing blue to spread as I kissed her exposed neck. "I wanna know how you found this out.", she said, hands on my shoulders as she cupped some water on it, and watched it trail down making blue.

"I'll fill you in once we get there."

She didn't argue, but brought her lips to mine again. I tried not to get aroused as she latched her legs around my waist and slipped her tongue into my mouth. The air got thicker around us until we finally had to break away for breathing.

I pulled her closer, one on her hip and the other on the side of her neck as we leaned in again. My hands undoing her top without meaning too, I tied it back realizing what I had done, she didn't mind though.

She gasped as we pulled away, breathless. "I-I love you.", she petted my cheek. "I l-love you too.", I whispered back and kissed her cheek.

"Need to bring the canoe to the shore.", I mumbled not wanting to pull away but had to if I wanted to show her the other stuff. "I'll help.", she mumbled back and we pulled away after another peck.

"Woah.", she repeated seeing the shore as we pushed our canoe to it. "It's so pretty."

Like you. "Yeah.", I said.

"How long are we staying here?"

"Just tonight.", I set it firmly into the sand, picking up our basket and offering my hand. "There's a village farther in and I spoke to a woman, we can sleep in her guest room."

She nodded, stroking the her thumb on the back of my hand. The sand was warm between our toes. I chose a spot where we had a good view of the water, plus lots of trees for privacy. We changed into dry clothes and she laid the towel on the sand, securing it with rocks as we both sat on it.

"Nice.", she teased, leaning on my shoulder as I got the food. "Wine and grilled cheese, how romantic."

I stuck my tongue out, pouring her a glass out. "It's actually quite delicious, so I've been told."

"I'm sure it is.", she smiled and we clinked our glassed together. "Cheers.", she said. "Cin-Cin.", I said, same thing in Italian.

"Woah impressive.", she said taking a sip and I giggled. "I learnt it to impress you."

"You've already impressed me in all the different ways.", she kissed my forehead. "This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, thank you." I smiled and put my wine glass down to push her on her back on to the towel and kiss her hard.

"I love you.", she whispered breathless against my lips. I slid my hands down to her hips and squeezed.

"I love you too."

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Y/N'S Pov:

2 Days Later

"Harry this blindfold is itchy.", I grumbled. "As much as I like We the Kings, I don't like it blasting in my ear for two hours."

Harry had one more surprise, our last stop. He tied a blindfold over my eyes, popped earbuds into my ear and shoved me into a car after checking us out of the cabin in Venice. After the super cool islands thing, the next day we spent exploring the city of Venice, it was fun.

I would think I'm being kidnapped now, if not for the warm body next to me and familiar fingers linked with my own.

Harry chuckled and removed my ear buds. "Sorry, we're far enough I guess."

"From where?"

"No where."

I groaned. "You're lucky I have a good tolerance level. Can I removed the blind fold? I feel silly."

"More like adorable." He kissed my nose. "Wait for some more time."

"Well I think we're still in Italy because two hours can't get us out right?"

"Why are you so smart?"

I grinned in achievement. "But, you don't know where in Italy, and stop guessing.", Harry said and I pouted. "Can I have a kiss then?"

I felt his soft lips press against mine in a soft kiss. "That's all you get for now." I chuckled and nestled back into his shoulder.

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"Welcome to Rome!", I heard somebody and I gasped. "We're in Rome?", I asked. It is weird walking with a blindfold on, Harry's hands were on my waist and the other holding my elbow as he lead me somewhere.

"He shouldn't have said that.", I heard Harry mutter. "And yes, we're in Rome. Won't it be a shame to come till Italy and then go back without visiting Rome?"

I smiled patting his hand. "It would. Can I take this off now?"

"No, few more minutes babe.", Harry continued nudging me to walk. "I can't believe we're in Rome. I've always wanted to come here."

"I know, I remember."

I squirmed under his hands. "Babe, I told you that like two years ago. I barely remember saying it."

"Yeah well, I wrote it down somewhere."

I blushed and held him tighter. "I love you."

"I love you too. We're here, do not remove it until I tell you too.", he said before letting his hands drop from my waist. I heard him swiping probably a card and his hands were on my shoulders again, steering me into a room.

Then I heard him opening a window and his hands finally undid my blindfold.

Jesus Christ.

The room was amazing. Harry was standing behind me with his arms tightly wrapped around my waist and chin on my shoulder looking at me as I stared outside at the view all around us, of Rome. Oh my god.

"I'm going to collapse.", I mumbled.

"Please don't.", Harry chuckled kissing my neck.

"Happy?", he asked. Instead of replying, I turned around in his arms and grabbed the sides of his face, pressing my lips onto his. "Marvelous.", I whispered out and he beamed.

"Me too!", he said pulling away going to the bathroom. I continued gaping for a while, then collapsed on to the bed on my back, my hair splaying all over it. Harry collapsed beside me soon.

"So,", he said. "We've got five days. What do you want to do first?"

I reached out a hand to comb through his hair. "Hm.. dinner? Then maybe we can find some maps and plan out where we'll go tomorrow?"

"Reasonable. Anything else?"

Rolling over on my stomach, I rested my elbow on his chest. "Yes, I would like a very, very long and very relaxing shower with my husband."

Harry grinned, eyes twinkling as he pulled me in, resting my head on the crook of his neck.

"Now that, I agree with."

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"Harry I swear-"

"Coloseum's boring! I say Trevi Fountain."

"What about St. Peter's Bastilica?"

He stole another bite of my cake. "Mine was better.", he said about the cake.

"Maybe you shouldn't have inhaled your piece then."

Pushing me onto my back, he nipped my nose. "Ah, who asked you?"

"You did, actually. Now move."

"You're not being very fun."

I sighed and pushed myself up to recline on the pillows. "You are not being very agreeable curly. If we map out our stops right, we can visit all these places and still have time for dinner. Now, most cab rides take about eight minutes so-"

"y/n. Listen to yourself, this is not a math problem!"

I pouted and placed the brochures down. "Well what do you want me to do babe? I'm trying to make the most of this while we're here."

"And we can.", he promised, scooting closer and draping his arm around me. "But you shouldn't be stressing over it. If we have time for certain shops, great. If not, it's okay. We've both been working our asses off before the wedding right? Planning it while we worked as well? Now when we go back, we both have to get back to work. So, I just want to relax and spend some time with you. That's what a honeymoon's for, isn't it?"

I nodded softly, slipping my hand into his. "I'm sorry, I guess it wouldn't kill me to mellow out a bit."

"That's my girl." He kissed my forehead then picked up another brochure. "In the spirit of compromise, I will go to the Colosseum with you."

"Thank you, and I will get us to the Trevi Fountain."

He beamed and pulled me over his lap. He took a red pen out, the two of us working together, placing it on my thigh to mark it up and take occasional breaks to cuddle or tease each other.

"We make a good couple.", I blurted out, unintentionally letting him know what I was thinking about. He chuckled and kissed my earlobe. "The best."

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"That was wonderful."

"It was alright."

I thumped Harry's arm. "Are you serious? Michelangelo painted that!"

"So?"

"S-So," I spluttered. "It's beautiful!"

"Not as beautiful as you.", he said slipping two fingers in the back pocket of my jeans, pulling me closer. "Not even close. You are art darling, this is nothing."

I blushed as he kissed my cheek, strolling down the cobblestone pathways through a fairly busy square. Music would get louder or softer as we passed different shops. Harry would turn to whisper to me something he saw in the crowd.

"That woman's got her suit on backwards.", he murmured, nodding his head in her direction. And it was true. She was wearing a red suite backwards, and spoke loudly in Italian. I giggled and held on tighter to his arm, careful to step around fellow tourists. 'That's Amore' started playing in the humble gelato shop, the powerful chords of Dean Martin's voice resonating through the pathway.

"Let's dance."

I barely had the time to react as Harry set my purse down on a table outside the shop and pulled me against his chest, moving my left hand to his shoulder and clasping my right in his.

"Curly what are you-"

"No talking.", he cut off, dramatically placing a finger on my lips. "Tonight, we only speak in the language of-" he stomped his foot, clapping once over his head. "zee tango!"

My eyebrows flew up, not only at his accent, but also at the strength of his arms as he promptly twirled us around the narrow isle. I blushed under the confused gaze of the gelato employees. For now, all I could do was try not to trip over his huge feet as another song began playing.

Eventually Harry looked down and slowed his pace.

"Sorry sweetheart.", he gave me a grin, shrugging and bringing us to a stop. "Just feeling the moment."

I stared at him for a few dead seconds, trying to figure what goes through in his head. He could go from posh to a lunatic in 0.2 seconds and still have the ability to ask how I was feeling. Digging around his sparkling green eyes, I realized that's just who he is. He always did what he pleased. He's not afraid to show the world who is. He is himself, all the time. That goofy, idiotic, clumsy, super sweet, kind, gorgeous man he is.

I gave up and brought my hands around his neck. He smiled and pulled me closer, setting his big hands on my hips, our foreheads almost touching.

"There are many men in the world.", he murmured, twirling me under the afternoon sky. "Better looking, funnier, just way cooler men.."

"And?"

"And..you're out of my league."

I rolled my eyes, annoyed with his crazy talk. We spun, shuffled and swayed through three more songs.

"What about the basilica?", he asked as I sung my purse of the shoulder and we linked hands again.

"A very wise man, once told me, that this is my honeymoon, and I should enjoy it. And so far, I really have."

"Hm, tell me about this man. He makes you happy?"

"The happiest on the planet."

I got a kiss on the cheek for that.

"He's a good person?"

"Perfect."

Another kiss.

"Good in bed?"

"The best."

Chuckling he leaned to whisper in my ear. "Then maybe he is in your league." Then he kissed my earlobe.

"Hm, maybe.", I played along smiling and kissed his temple.

"I love you so much y/n, I'm having the best time ever.", Harry sighed peacefully and kissed my hair.

"I love you more Harry I'm also having the best time ever. And it's not because of the places, I mean it of course is, but, it's because you are with me."

Harry smiled and squeezed my waist. "I agree, except for one thing."

"What?"

"I love you most."

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