birds // hs

2. Covering the Bases *

**sexual content**

"Have you ever been through all the bases?" Harry mumbled into my neck. Now I was sitting on the washer with no shirt and only my sleep shorts on, with my arms wrapped tightly around Harry's neck. It was nice. It was nice until later, when I looked in the mirror and saw the giant hickey on my neck that he failed to mention.

"No," I answered quietly. "My ex, he wasn't really into foreplay. He just unzipped his pants and...we did it."

"Did it hurt?"

I pulled back and looked at him, my eyebrows furrowing slightly. "Um, yeah I guess. He said he was sorry."

"So anyway, back to the bases," he chuckled, squeezing my hips. "You've never been through them?"

"Nope."

"Interesting," he hummed, his lips kissing along my jaw as I sighed. "Do you know them?"

I hesitated. "Not really."

"First base- kissing with tongue."

He tilted his head slightly so his lips were on mine, his hands moving to cup my face as his tongue swiped over my bottom lip. I parted my lips and felt his tongue touch mine, then harshly push it aside as his more dominant side won over.

"You have amazing lips," he murmured into my mouth. "Damn, I can't stop imagining them wrapped around my cøck."

I pouted slightly as he stopped and pecked me on the cheek, his thumb skimming my now parted lips and a small scowl settling on his face.

"Second base- touching."

His hand ran up my side and I shivered as he cupped my breast in his large hand, his thumb and forefinger pinching my nįpple until I squirmed so much that he let me go.

"You don't like that?" He breathed as his lips came back to mine, not giving me a chance to answer before his hands slipped underneath the waistband of my sleep shorts. "Jesus, you're so wet already," he groaned.

"Will you go easy?" I asked breathlessly. He froze.

"Uh, I don't really do easy, angel. But I can stop if-"

"Why can't you just do it this time?" I sighed deeply. "Just once, that's all I'm asking."

"I- okay."

"Thanks," I smiled, pouting my lips slightly when I saw he looked frustrated. "Thank you, daddy."

Immediately his face became different, almost primal as he let out a low groan and kissed me again, much harder this time. He didn't wait for my okay before he slid a finger inside me and pumped steadily, his thumb pressing hard on my clįt while another finger was added.

"Oh god, that feels so good," I whimpered, sinking my teeth into his strong shoulder as he hissed. "Daddy, fūck."

At first calling him that seemed weird and cliché but now it was kind of hot, and I found myself loving the reaction it elicited from him. Every time I said it he would groan and curse, and his hand would push deeper inside me. It seemed to make us both happy.

"Third base- oral sęx," he said throatily. "You've already done me so now it's your turn. Spread your legs, babe."

My shorts were already around my ankles so I kicked them off and wrapped my legs around Harry's torso as he searched around for my sweet spot, eventually locating it under my ear.

"Baby, I can feel how wet you are," he laughed, his huge hands squeezing my thighs gently. "Come on, spread your legs for daddy."

I loosened my hold around his waist and he dropped to his knees, his face now level with my dripping wet core.