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1.2

He looks crushed, absolutely crushed.
All he says was, "Oh."

He gets off of me and stands in the middle of the floor with his head down.

I quickly correct myself, "No, no, baby." I walk over to him and wrap my arms around the sniffling boy.

"I'm not saying that I won't ever, just not right now. We work together for now, we have a contract and as long as that's still going on; we can't. It will look completely unethical of us and just wrong." My words still don't lighten his face up.

So I try again, "Harry, I like you, I really do. I wanna be with you so bad but do you really want us in the papers saying we are 'inappropriate'?"

He shakes his head into my neck and I smile. He is taller than me by far but this is still an awkward/comfortable position.

"But we can still do this, right?" He asks and I can feel his grin growing.

I feel his tongue press flat against my neck and I shiver; letting out an involuntary whimper.

The tip of his tongue swivels around then he sucks at that spot to the point where it stings but he licks at the spot.

I moan quietly, not wanting anyone to hear. If they do, God only knows what would happen.

I start breathing heavily, closing my eyes.

I feel his hot breath against my ear, "Your already panting and I haven't even touched you yet."

He sucks at the spot underneath my ear.

Harry starts to grind down on my thigh, I can hear his teeth grit and the small high pitched noises he makes.

How did we get here? From having a heart to heart conversation to dry humping each other?

"What the fuck.."
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[who caught them? shit.

any whore, i love you do you love me?

question: muke, lashton, cashton, mashton, cake, malum?

fuck im muke ;)

another question: do You want the next chapter? I have it written already...

[brooklyn]