A Royal Love

Looking up at him Cheryl nodded her head, "I couldn't be more sure, Harry." She whispered lifting up so he could remove the shirt from her body.

Harry tossed her shirt to the floor before looking to her. He had the look of lust in his eyes as he laid down and kissed her once more. Carefully placing her on the bed, Harry smiled and kissed her neck.

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Gripping to the back of his shirt. Cheryl let a soft, gentle moan escape her lips. Tugging at the back of his shirt she wanted it off of him so she could feel his bare chest.

He moved so that the shirt could come off his body. He let her drop it to the floor, then moved to her back, undoing her bra. "You are perfection my dear." He whispered.

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Lifting up a little she felt him unclasp her bra and toss it. Wrapping her arms back around his neck she kissed his lips softly. "So are you, Prince." She whispered.

Harry chuckled, kissing her as he leaned down closer. "Mmm...."

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Cheryl made her way through the apartment. Sighing a little bit. Past few weeks she'd been so sick she couldn't undertsand why. Hearing Harry on his phone in the living room, she took and walked over to him putting her hand on his shoulder. Seeing him glance up she smiled softly, kissing the side of his head before going over to the sofa and curling up on it watching him.

Harry had been reading some things on his phone when he felt someone touch his shoulder. He looked up and smiled, seeing Cheryl. "Hi Baby." He smiled at her, opening his arms so that she could cuddle up to him. "You okay?"

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Glancing at Harry she shook her head, no. "I feel like complete, and utter crap." Cheryl admitted to her boyfriend keeping close to him. "I have no idea what is wrong with me? I just feel so sick to my stomach. Every thing I smell or eat. I get so queasy." Cheryl paused. "My boobs are killing me too. Their so freaking huge lately." She admitted to him.

Harry raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh?" He said, wondering what was going on with her. He thought about it for a minute. "Do you think you have some kind of stomach bug?"

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Cheryl shrugged, "I am unsure. I have a doctor's appointment later today." Cheryl admitted to her boyfriend.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Harry asked, completely concerned for her.

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Cheryl looked at him and smiled lightly, "I would like that actually." She smiled at him. "If you're sure." She told him adoring her boyfriend.

Harry nodded. "Of course I would go with you. MY darling girlfriend is sick and I don't like that." He said, looking to her.

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Cheryl smiled softly as she kept close to him. She had time before her appointment and right now, all she wanted to do was keep curled up against him.

Harry held Cheryl close. "Can I get you anything" He asked out of concern. "You tell me, and I'll do anything."

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Shaking her head, she smiled softly. "No, I am good for now." Cheryl whispered towards him keeping her eyes closed.

Harry just nodded. "If you insist." He smiled, letting her close her eyes and rest.

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