GREEN (RL Harry Styles fanfic)

26. Swirl of Colors

"Is that alright, that we didn't use a condom the other night?," Harry asked, breaking the silence as we lay in bed on a Sunday morning. I wondered why this suddenly came to mind, considering it had been two days since the night he was referring to.

"Harry, I asked for all of you. I wouldn't have if I wasn't okay with it," I paused, thinking if there was more to his question. "Is that what you are asking?" Harry looked nervous and I watched him fidget with his rings and bite the inside of his cheek. I hadn't seen him this way with me before. "Baby, what? You can tell me what's going on."

"I wasn't concerned because I saw your birth control pills when I was staying at your house, but I wanted to make sure you were comfortable with it." Harry was so slow and delicate with his words. Even though his voice was ripe with worry, he took such care to consider my feelings.

"I've made it this many years without getting pregnant baby, I'm really good at it," I said trying to lighten the mood. "I do want to be completely honest with you though, I'm not on the pill. I haven't really been dating lately and I hated how they made me feel, so I stopped taking them. You must've seen an old pack when you were snooping." I twisted his nipple as payback for his nosiness. Harry hissed through his teeth and I quickly soothed the pain I had inflicted by sucking his nipple into my mouth for a second. "But seriously Harry, I'm aware of my body and if there was any chance that I could've ended up pregnant that night, I wouldn't have asked." I saw Harry let out a breath and I placed my hands on his chests. "You were lucky enough to avoid me when I was on my period last week. I'm not in prime baby making mode for about 10 more days." Harry opened his mouth to speak, but I stopped him by placing a finger on his lips. "Are you alright with it Harry? I don't want to ever do anything you're not comfortable with either." I removed my finger, silently granting him permission to speak. Harry let out a heavy sigh.

"See, that's the thing. It felt too comfortable. Everything feels comfortable with you Liv. I didn't have a worry in my mind, even now my only worry was that I'd done something you weren't okay with." My heart fluttered at his confession and my lips pressed into a kiss between the sparrows on his chest.

"Harry, I love you and I can't tell you how much it means to me that you care about me like that. But, I'm a grown woman and I'm fully capable of telling you what I do and don't want. You should know by now baby, that's not something you have to worry about with me."

"You're right babe, and I'm honestly sorry I brought it up," Harry said sounding defeated. He ran his hands down my arms and kissed the top of my head.

"Please don't ever be sorry for being honest with me or talking about these things. It's what couples do." Harry nodded and my hands, still on his chest, pushed him onto his back. I wasn't going to let him sulk when it was completely unnecessary. I pulled my body up on top of him. "I am curious why you did bring it up though."

Harry's face fell into a smirk. It was an expression I was used to seeing, but it had yet to make an appearance today.

"I just kept thinking back to that night and how good you felt," I smiled at his answer.

"What else were you thinking?," I said sitting upright on top of Harry's waist. Harry paused and I watched his eyes search his memory.

"How many times you came for me." I could feel him hardening underneath me, only separated by a thin layer of cotton from his boxes briefs. "How you dripped for me after each one. How I fucked you with your hands spread on the floor."

My skin was flushed red from listening to Harry. His words had affected us both. I could feel him fully aroused and pressing against me. Harry reached for the hem of my t-shirt, the only article of clothing I had on, and pulled it over my head. I momentarily climbed off of Harry and helped him free of his underwear. I pulled them down his legs and tossed them at the end of the bed.