submissive harry styles

hurts

"Hurts, hurts, take it off." Harry whined, tugging at the handcuffs that kept his wrists bound. Y/N was on her knees in between his legs, suckling on Harry's leaky tip while running a vibrator along his cock. She put a cock ring on Harry too so he wouldn't come.

"Don't you like it when it hurts?" Y/N said, dragging her tongue over his slit. Harry thrusted his hips up, pushing his cock further into her mouth. Y/N closed her lips around him, resuming her soft sucks.

Harry couldn't help but grin at what she said, letting out a loud moan after. His hips squirmed, desperate and aching for a release. The stupid fucking ring she had put on him was so fucking annoying because it wouldn't fucking let him come. Harry clenched his hands into fists, his jaw clenching as well in frustration. A loud groan rumbled from his chest, thrusting up into Y/N's mouth again.

"Stop fucking moving." Y/N spanked his thigh, his body jolting from the sudden pain. Harry let out a soft whimper, throwing his head back as he tried to still himself.

"If you don't stop complaining," Y/N straddled his stomach, giving him a small slap on the cheek. "Look at me, if you don't stop complaining, I won't touch you for the rest of the night. Might leave you here with a cock ring on with a vibrator taped to you on it's lowest setting while I take a shower, do you want that?"

"Yes, do that, please do that." As much as his mind wanted that, he wanted to come so bad.

"Answer me, or can you not do that? Are you just a dumb useless whore?" Y/N scoffed, gripping his hair. Harry couldn't help but release a small moan from the pain he felt from the tight grip she had on his hair, his head soon shaking from left to right in disagreement.

"'M not a useless whore, I'll be good, I promise." Lies were spilling from his filthy mouth.