Harold did enjoy the unpredictable side of life, which Kegg simply added more to that fact. It was something that he honestly liked about her and wanted more of it. Maybe it was what he was drawn to her in the first place all those years ago back within Hogwarts. They weren't in the same house or year for that matter, but there was just something unique that magnetically pulled him closer to the woman at that age. Of course, he had been trying to sell her something during their first faithful meeting when all the arguements began, never once wishing that he could take that all back. He took pleasure in their conversations or anytime that they might be near each other, sometimes quite literally as well. There was a way that Veronica had turned on the correct buttons with merely a glance. Not many women did that now a days to him. "Perhaps, I'm the lucky one. You could have easily pushed me off the side of your flat without a second look. I'm sure the nice, spoungy grass would break my fall easily," he answered with a short laugh escaping from his lips.
"Very irresistable," he mumbled as his body shifted to lean closer to Kegg's body. Moments later, their lips were pressed together in unification. Harold was quite unaware how hungry each kiss that pressed upon Veronica's lips. It was more showing her how much he actually missed her in a simple gesture. However, Merlin, was she an amazing kiss her. Lips incrediably soft and perfect made him even wonder if he was worthy enough to be snogging the woman. Harold had plenty of snogs throughout the years and he had never been caught even the slightest off guard on how well a woman kissed. Veronica was like no other woman, always making a simple motion to keep him coming back for more, never getting tired of the way that they were with each other. He had wondered though exactly how slow he had to go with this particular woman. Not slow with their actions. No, especially since they had already shagged within his own flat, but Harold had never returned time and time to a woman without claiming her as his own. He wasn't sure what to call their relationship, if it was even okay to refer to it as such. Friends with benefits? Did it still count in that term if she was the only one that he was actually begging to see throughout his days?
As he felt the kiss become more firm, Harold didn't hesistate to return the intensity, enjoying her fingers trailing along his chin. He couldn't deny to himself that he loved each time that she touched him, never remembering a time when he didn't enjoy her hands and fingers all over ihs body. However, the thought of doing something wrong came to his mind as she pushed against his chest, pushing him backwards slightly. He watched her sit up and forcely sit at the edge of the bed as though she had a plan set up for him. "I do enjoy when you're forceful. I hope you know that," he replied with a grin spreading across, just as easy as the thought of doing something wrong escaped from his thoughts.
With music filling the air around him, it came to a surprise once he figured out what Veronca had planned on doing for him. A lap dance. Never in a million years would he have thought that he would be within her room as she performed in front of him privately. Not that she would do so in public. At least, Harold didn't think she would accomplish that. He knew that she was an amazing dancer before, but he never thought of such perfection. Legs and hips moved fluidly, as he felt himself become hypnotized by the movement before him. Eyes never wanted to tare away from the curves and bare skin that Kegg held with pride, lingering his gaze at the point where the jersey barely covered her bottom. As she returned to him with her back facing his direction, he watched the backside view of her hands slide down the front of her body, feeling himself become easily turned by all the actions that were inches away from him. It helped things ease along by the sudden flash of her backside, which he had to resist the urge to give a good smack.