submissive harry styles

tears

"Oh god- I'm so close!" Harry cried out, squirming in the chair y/n had tied him to. His hands were tied behind his back and his thighs were tied to the main seat of the chair using rope. A bead of sweat rolled down his face and went all the way down to his chest that was rising and falling with every pant that left his lips. He shut his eyes tightly and groaned softly. He kicked the legs of the chair, unable to decide if he should lean into her more or try to stop himself.

"No, no, no, no, please!" He cried, tearing up and letting the drops of water fall down his flushed cheeks.

He couldn't hold himself back from his orgasm, crying out while he came in her mouth. His face was scrunched up in pleasure, his mouth then left open while he tried to catch his breath. His hands clenched into tight fists, panting raggedly and whimpering because y/n kept sucking on his very sensitive tip. His toes curled and it felt like he was grinding his teeth so hard that they were going to shatter any second now.

"What is it? What do you want baby? Tell me." Y/n looked up at him from where she was on his knees, rubbing his thigh soothingly. He sniffled and shifted in the chair, whimpering and whining. He whimpered when she gently squeezed the base of his cock, a silent warning or a way of telling him to speak.

"N-needed to come in you."