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[WARNING: HEAVY SEXUAL CONTENT😏]

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~T

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S C A R L E T T 💣

I awoke to soft sheets, and the morning light that had trickled in through the blinds. Shedding myself of the remaining glimpses of a dream, my eyes were still shut as I soaked in the warmth of Harry's naked body. Slowly and reluctantly, my eyes opened, trying to get an idea of the position Harry and I was in. My cheek was tucked into the warmth of his back, my thigh sandwiched between his legs as my arms were wound around his torso, hugging his back to me. A soft amused smile tugged at my lips as I felt him tighten his hold on my hand that he held to his heart, making me realize the position we were in. Harry was the little spoon.

My lips puckered against his shoulder blade, the heat of his skin warming up my lips as I felt him shuffle a little. He slowly shuffled around in my hold; arms wounding tightly around my midriff, cuddling into my chest, my thigh draping over his waist. His warm breath came out in short puffs as he slept soundly, small hums of appreciation escaping him every time I eased my fingers through his soft curls.

We lay there for a couple more minutes, Harry snoring lightly as I played with his curls with a soft smile on my face, reminiscing about yesterday nights events. My cheeks flushed slightly, a silly grin tugging at my lips when I remembered what he said about my breasts. God I love your tits. He could be so vulgar and bold sometimes. Sometimes? More like all the time.

But yesterday night, he was just incredible, and I wasn't just saying that in a way meaning that he was great at sex, which he was; not gonna lie about that. But the way he handled me, with gentle touches and with so much care and love; amazed me and made me feel like I was the most precious thing to him in the world. He loved me, and he couldn't have picked a more perfect moment to tell me that.

"Scar," his raspy morning voice brought me out of my thoughts, my gaze moving down to see him propping his chin on my stomach.

"Yes Hypno," I grinned playfully, causing him to pout before he dropped my lips to bare skin of my stomach. We somehow managed to throw on a couple of clothes on before sleeping yesterday night, although Harry had to help me because I literally couldn't feel my legs after what we did.

"We have a meeting with Valkyrie today," he grumbled against the skin of my torso, the feeling of his warm lips there making me shudder.

"Oh shit yeah! What time is it?" I panicked, shuffling around but Harry's entire weight was on me, practically pinning me down to the mattress.

"We have half an hour or so," Harry shrugged; glancing at the digital clock on the bedside table before returning to press soft wet kisses around my navel.

"Harry, what are you doing?" I whimpered when his lips inched lower and lower my body.

"Something," he mumbled with a smirk, his devious green eyes flickering up to meet mine before darting back down as he settled between my legs.

His mischievous emerald eyes, glinting sultrily as the tip of his tongue touched the band of my panties. He rolled his tongue flat against the skin of my stomach, starting from the band of my panties to the bottom of my navel. Delicate fingers laced with his curls, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip as he placed hot kisses onto the material of my panties, arousing me even further. His gaze studied the damp spot on my panties my arousal had caused, a smirk growing on his lips as he lowered his lips to it sticking his tongue out to drag it flat against that area. A low moan left my lips, my hips bucking as his tongue danced on the wet part of the material.

"Harry, no teasing," I spoke in a strained voice.

"Shhh, Angel," he growled lowly, before his teeth clamped around the waistband of my lacy panties, tugging them downwards.

The sight of him doing that turned me on even more, looking incredibly sexy with my black lace between his teeth with hooded eyes staring intensely at me. Before he could allow his hands to aid him in the removal of my underwear, the doorbell rang throughout the apartment, freezing our movements. The waistband of my panties snapped back to my hip as Harry raised his head up to lock gazes at me.

"Scarlett! Harry! Hurry the fuck up! You're going to miss the meeting!" It was Jade. What perfect timing.

"Fuck," Harry groaned in annoyance, dropping his head to my stomach as I sighed heavily. "I'm sorry baby," he murmured, placing sweet soft kisses to my stomach before travelling up to my cheek.

"It's okay," I mumbled, trying to ignore the strong ache I still felt down there.

"Sorry," he apologized again, with a cute peck to my cheek.

He rolled off the bed, strolling out of the room in just his boxers to answer the door. I groggily pushed myself off the messy bed, running my fingers through my hair as I stood up and headed towards the bathroom. There I quickly brushed my teeth and used the toilet before Harry stepped in, a cheeky smirk covering his face.

"Jade said we still have about fifteen minutes left. Wanna continue where we left off in the shower?" he murmured seductively into my ear, lips brushing it and arms wounding around my torso.

"I've kinda lost the feeling now," I told him with pouted lips, making him frown adorably. "But I'll take up the shower offer!"

"Fine," he grumbled, pulling away from me so he could brush his teeth as well.

Once he was done, we both stripped down and entered the shower box, Harry turning the shower on to allow the warm spray of water to hit us. I would've moved quicker in getting us both cleaned up but with Harry's tendency to touch and play with my body and hair, we were never gonna get out of the shower at this rate.

"Harry," I whined when he attached his lips to the side of my neck, his arms circling around my midriff.

"Angel," he whined back, dragging on the nickname in a childish way.

His bubblegum pink lips left sloppy wet kisses down the damp skin of my neck, his already hard length pressing into the curve of my bum. A low moan left my lips when his hand came up to fondle with my breast, pinching the nub to intensify the pleasure. We still had about ten or fifteen minutes left, I'm sure whatever he wanted to do with me was going to take less that that.

"Harry, touch me," I shifted my head to look at him, nose nudging mine as he gazed at me intently.

His expression remained stoic as I felt his hand move away from my breast, slowly creeping down to my lower region. A shaky breath drew in past my lips when he suddenly slid his fingers into my wet folds. My hands immediately gripped his forearm, the one that was holding me up miraculously as my mouth dropped open. Head falling back and eyes rolling to the back of my head, as two of his fingers spread my soaking folds apart, his middle finger slipping right into me.

"Mhmm you're so wet and tight baby," he murmured into my ear, slowly pumping his finger in and out of me. He was moving way too slow for my liking, his lanky finger sinking into me knuckle-deep.

"Fuck me Harry," I blurted out, my cheeks flushed as he smirked against the skin of my neck, pulling his hand away from between my thighs.

"You sure baby?" he asked, his hands gripping my hips lightly as he pressed his lips to the shell of my ear.

Without answering, I spun around in his hold, smashing our lips together as I hooked a leg onto his waist. I couldn't care less if I seemed too horny or desperate, but I was just tired of the foreplay and was in need of a quick release. Harry's deep chuckle was stifled by our heated kiss, obviously amused of my reaction to his teasing actions. His large hands quickly grabbed my thighs, lifting me up and pressing my back against the glass door of the shower box.

His length was sitting against my stomach, sandwiched between our bodies as we heavily made out. My fingertips dug into the nape of his neck as we broke the kiss to lock gazes. His large hand gripped my bum firmly; resting my weight against the glass wall equally as his other hand came to pump his hard length powerfully. Small whimpers left my lips when the head of his cock glided up my wet folds, glistening with my arousal once it emerged. Harry pressed his forehead against mine as he entered me, a low moan leaving both of us as he pushed further into me until our hips connected.

He waited a few moments, allowing me to adjust to his size, before he gripped my thighs firmly as started moving in and out of me. My head fell forwards onto his shoulder, his thick length slipping in and out of me at a quick rough pace that had my heart pounding wildly and short pants dropping quickly from my lips. A deep groan tumbled from my swollen lips when he shifted his hips upwards sharply, driving into me impossibly deep.

"Oh fuck Scar," he moaned breathlessly, his face buried in the crook of my neck as he squeezed my bum roughly.

His pounding continued, short sharp exhales leaving my mouth every time the tip of his cock hit that spot inside of me that had me digging my nails into the skin of his back. The temperature in the bathroom seemed to rise quickly as he continued to slam into me relentlessly, trying quickly to get us both to release. Harry seemed more overwhelmed of the feeling of being inside of me than I was; it was evident in his deep moans and rough grunts.

I nearly flinched when his hand slammed against the glass wall next to my head in pleasure, a low groan leaving his lips as his hips crashed into mine. They moved at a hard, fast and urgent pace, pounding into me endlessly, making me cry out in extreme pleasure. It was different from yesterday night, the pace varied in speed and power, but there was still the same amount of passion and love laced in with it. My fingers wove into the damp strands of his hair, tugging lightly with my teeth sinking into my bottom lip as he sunk all the way into me.

"Baby I'm close," he panted by my ear, his hand diving between us to where we were connected.

"Me too-" My words were cut off abruptly when he started rubbing harsh circles into my clit.

"Cum with me when I say," he told me, speeding up his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing nosily throughout the bathroom.

His thumb continued to rub my clit, his long thick length grinding into me deeply as my moans increased in volume and pitch. His lips were pressed against my ear once we were both on the edge of releasing, murmuring into my ear how much he loved me and to release with him.

Our orgasms ripped through our body, my thighs shook against his leans hips, my head falling forwards onto his shoulder as I inhaled and exhaled deeply. We were a panting mess after that, the sweat dripping off our bodies and being washed away by the water from the shower. We cleaned ourselves up real quick once we were snapped back to reality when we realized we were late for the meeting.

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"Late," was all Vlad said once Harry and I walked into the conference room.

I muttered a small apology, letting go of Harry's hand to pull back a chair. I grimaced slightly once I sat down, my lower half still aching from my intimate actions with Harry in the shower earlier. Tugging the sleeves of my black turtleneck sweater, I shivered.

It was about 30 Fahrenheit outside and this stupid building still had air conditioning on for some odd reason. We were nearing the end of December; Christmas was a bust, as apparently nobody really celebrated it here in the Organization. Nevertheless, I got my friends and Harry some gifts. Harry was upset with himself because he didn't get me anything and so was everyone else, but I reassured him that it was fine and I didn't need nor want anything. Thankfully, he listened.

"What did we miss?" I was brought out of my thoughts when Harry spoke up in his gravelly voice, his elbows bent on the arm rests of the chair with his fingers laced together on his stomach.

"We've finally gotten one of our captives to spill about Andrei's location," Jade started off. "It wasn't easy since everyone was taught to have their mouths drilled shut."

"Then how did you get him or her to spill?" I questioned before an unfamiliar voice spoke up.

"I managed to find out all the details of the man, especially about his family. We abducted the daughter and threatened to kill her if he didn't cooperate with us." It was a woman with an Australian accent.

She was seated on the far end of the other side of the table, right next to Jade. Her light blonde hair was tied back in a tight high ponytail, revealing her exquisitely attractive features. Her large sky blue eyes were locked with mine as a somewhat friendly smile dipped into her thick lips.

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" I couldn't help but question, not bothering to decrease the venom in my tone that had appeared due to the way she was looking at Harry.

"Vicky," she grinned toothily, her eyes glancing at Harry before flitting back to mine.

"She's the new member of Valkyrie," Vlad spoke gruffly.

"You threatened to kill that man's daughter?" I gaped, ignoring what Vlad said as she simply smirked at me.

"So?" She rose a perfectly arched eyebrow at me.

"So? That's cruel!" I exclaimed, making half of the people in the room roll their eyes at me. Obviously I was the only one in here who still had their morals straight so whenever I made a random outburst such as this, they'd all get annoyed.

"That's cruel to you?" she laughed with wide eyes, finding it amusing that I was overreacting. "Well I've-"

"Okay nobody fucking cares, we're wasting our time," Max spoke up loudly, interrupting Vicky as he sat there with a deep scowl on his face.

"Right. Since we know that Black Arrow's original base is back in Bulgaria, the one they had recently formed isn't a permanent one, it's temporary. We've found out Andrei and Kiera's location, them and their gang are all holed up in an abandoned textile factory in Chicago."

"Niall," Vlad gestured for the cheery blue-eyed man to speak.

"So, I searched up this 'abandoned textile factory' and managed to find the blue prints as well," Niall said, standing up with a remote in his hand.

He wedged himself between Jade and Vicky's seats, his hand coming down flat on the high-tech table. His palm print caused the entire table to light up, the azure light of it illuminating all of our faces as the lights in the room darkened all of a sudden. Niall's hand moved on the table quickly, tapping on different icons before he pressed his palm flat again before bringing it upwards. Along with his hand, he brought up a blue hologram of the textile factory.

"So, since this is simply their temporary base there won't be as much security as there would be for their headquarters in Bulgaria. This will make it easier for us to literally just sneak in, steal God's Eye and get the fuck out," Niall said carefully, as we all listened attentively.

He then went on explaining about the weak points of the factory and how we could effortlessly get in and get out. We spent the whole morning conjuring up a foolproof plan for our next mission. I did my best to pitch in a couple of brilliant ideas but I was slightly distracted by Harry trying to play footsie with me. He was normally one of the most focused people when it comes to organizing missions with Valkyrie, but today he just seemed to be in a playful and light mood.

"Harry," I muttered under my breath, glaring at him when he curled his foot around my ankle playfully.

"Angel," he breathed with a cheeky smile, pushing my foot with his own.

"Harry?" Vlad's gruff voice addressed Harry, who looked up with a questioning look, his eyebrows lowering and lips forming a straight line. "You and Vicky are gonna scoop out the first floor before giving us the signal," Vlad pointed at the blueprint of the factory. "Got it?"

"Vicky? Why the fuck am I with her?" Harry immediately questioned in a sharp tone, his narrowed gleaming eyes darting to Vicky before moving to Vlad's. "I want Scarlett," Harry spoke firmly.

"No," he answered firmly.

"Why not?" I instantly responded.

"Because the last time you two were together on a mission, you blew our cover. I'm not letting that happen again," Vlad snapped, his stern expression quieting me. I caught Vicky smirking in amusement, her bright blue eyes glinting with a certain emotion.

"Don't worry Scarlett, I'll take care of your lover boy," she smirked again, her words causing my blood to boil slightly.

"I don't need taking care of," Harry couldn't help but hiss, glaring at her before clenching his jaw as he looked away.

Vlad continued assigning people jobs; he only paired Harry and Vicky together, unlike everyone else who all had separate jobs to do. I couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed with the fact that Vicky was so goddamn excited for this stupid mission, and also that she was with Harry. But I knew deep down, if she tried anything on Harry he'd immediately reject her, and not in a very nice way either.

"I think we should do some sort of observation to get an idea of how many people are gonna be guarding the place," Vicky suggested, before Niall spoke up quickly.

"Way ahead of you, sweetheart," he said, causing Vicky to scowl at the nickname. "I hacked into the cameras they had set up there and I estimate that there'll be about seventy plus people."

"You estimate?" Vicky arched a brow at him.

"Whenever Niall estimates, he's usually right," I told her in a dull tone, already tired of her endless questions. It was understandable that she was new to Valkyrie and didn't know how the people worked, but she was frankly starting to get annoying now.

"I still don't think-" she started to say before Jade cut her off.

"Look Icky Vicky, Niall may practically be our prisoner but he still is basically a loyal member of Valkyrie and the little shit is a fucking genius; so don't doubt him," Jade spoke in a harsh tone, surprising all of us slightly as she ranted.

"Loyal?" Vicky couldn't help but scoff. "He could be spying on us for all we know!"

"We've been aiding him in a certain way to keep him from spilling our secrets," Damien muttered, my eyes flickering to him before darting back to Niall how had a very somber expression on his face.

"What-" Vicky started before Harry cut her off.

"Can we fucking focus on the mission for god's sake?" Harry snapped loudly, his tone harsh and sharp. He glared venomously at Vicky who seemed slightly taken back by him.

"Right," Seth cleared his throat, and then he went on about we had to restock on weapons.

My eyes studied Niall while Seth talked, noticing how uneasy he looked when Vicky started to doubt him and ask about how The Organization was helping him. I too was curious as to how The Organization is aiding him in return for his services. He seemed uncomfortable with the topic so I didn't ask him about it after the meeting ended. Instead I offered if he wanted to join Harry and I for lunch to cheer him up.

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-Vicky becomes more important in the sequel. I pictured her to look like the beautiful Margot Robbie:

-not much to say this time except that I do do translations, you can just pm me for permission 🙃 also, if you prefer reading this book in different languages, checking out my 'translations' reading list on my profile!!

-I'm thinking of starting another new Harry fanfic and I've got a couple of ideas. Would you read a fanfic about:

✖️Prince Harry

✖️Boxing trainer Harry

✖️Owner of a freak show Harry

Strange ideas yes but that's what I've got so far! Comment on what you'd like 💕

Until we meet again...

~T