Prompt: Caught
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Blinding light drowned the room from where the curtains had been forgotten about the previous night. Buried under the sheets, two worn out and sexually satisfied, not to mention hung-over, bodies lay sleeping in the bed. A line of clothes mark the path they stumbled along in a rush to fulfil seven years worth of built up desire. On the floor amongst the clothes, a phone can be heard letting out a rather loud shrill, begging for attention, the caller having called all phones in the apartment several times each that morning.
A groan is emitted from the bed as Nikki rolls onto her back. She shoots up in bed after feeling cotton sheets against her naked body. A second groan emerges from beside her, the sudden movement having woke him up. Hearing the groan that she is certain didn't come from her own mouth, Nikki looks to her right to determine the source of the sound.
"Harry!?" She screams, grabbing the sheets to cover her exposed chest and prevent him from seeing any more than he has already.
"I'd ask what happened but even I think it's pretty obvious." Harry tries injecting humour into the moment.
Nikki sighs and scrubs one hand down her face. She relaxes her grip on the sheet she is holding to her chest before snuggling back into Harry's body wrapping her arm around his waist. Following her actions, Harry wraps his own arm around her back, bringing her closer to his body.
"We'll be alright, won't we?" Nikki whispered, scared that what occurred last night had ruined her friendship with Harry.
"Of course we will," he confirmed "To tell you the truth, I've dreamed about this moment... without the alcohol of course."
"I never thought you'd like me this way" She confessed.
"As soon as I saw you I knew I had to have you. I had to beg Leo to give you a job. Back then it was just sexual, but as I got to know you I started to wonder if sex was all I wanted from you. When I realised that I wanted a lot more, I tried to use other women to get over you. It never worked. Every one of your boyfriends, I hated, just because they had you the way I wanted you."
"Are you a mind reader?" Nikki giggled.
"I'm trying to be serious here!" Harry protested.
"I meant that I had so many boyfriends to try and get over you." She grins wide before reaching up to stroke the side of his face, drawing her head closer to his. Harry bridges the gap, his lips landing softly on hers. The kiss is soft but demanding. He pulls her up to straddle his hips and plunges his tongue into her mouth. They kiss slow and lazy, before the need for oxygen becomes too strong. Nikki pulls back and rests her forehead against his, both breathing deep.
"You know it was your phone ringing that woke me up." Nikki says just as the doorbell rings. Letting out the second groan of the morning, she rolls off Harry so he can get out of his warm cocoon. He follows the trail of clothes to the door, putting on last night's boxers and jeans on the way.
"Leo!" Harry says, not expecting him to be stood on the other side of the door. "Come in." He opens the door wider for the older man to enter before offering him a drink, which he declines.
"Sorry about the mess." Harry apologises while picking up all the clothes, dumping them on one end of the sofa, sitting down on the other.
Before either could say another word, they hear a shout from upstairs "Harry, I'm nicking one of your shirts." Nikki calls, walking down the stairs to see who Harry is talking too.
"Harry, is that Nikki?" Leo inquires, smiling as Harry slowly nods his head.