Doesn't the title of this chapter just make you laugh?
Special Moments
Harry got back late from his meeting, looking irritated and overworked. Peter was on the balcony of their apartment, starring absently at the stars.
"Hey honey," Harry said, stepping out into the night air.
"How was the meeting?" Peter asked, as Harry kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Bad. I'm so fucking tired. I hate work."
"And then he spread joy with his cheery mood," Peter grinned.
"I'm sorry; I'm just tired and stressed."
"Will dessert make you feel better?" Peter asked, walking towards the kitchen.
"Yes it would," Harry licked his lips. Once catching up with Peter, before he could enter the kitchen, Harry pulled him into a long passionate kiss.
"I was referring to the pie I made," Peter said.
"I wasn't," Harry said, leading him up the stairs, without taking his lips off of him.
"Dessert's downstairs."
"Nope, it's upstairs, you just don't know it yet," Harry said, kissing his neck hungrily.
"I love it when you come home from work all pissed and start randomly getting horny," Peter said, mockingly, as Harry shut the door to their bedroom and led him to the bed swiftly.
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