One Condition

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Harry groaned, resisting the urge to sneeze yet again as he reached over for his, what seemed like hundredth tissue of the day. Although being sick was less miserable on the second day, he was still far from recovering fully and this was no one else but his own fault. Harry loved being a stubborn, know it all and eventhough he was your boyfriend and you loved him dearly, this was probably the only thing about him that truly ticked you off to the max.

You had told him to wrap up properly and wear something a bit warmer before he went out for a hike on a particularly cold day. He thought he'd be fine so he refused but clearly that was the wrong decision as he came back home with a light sniffle which slowly but surely progressed into not being able to sleep at all during the night because he kept on having hot flashes and his throat felt like it burned.

"Still not feeling good?" You asked as you walked down the stairs and into the room Harry was laying down in after deciding to take a quick shower whilst Harry took his nap. That quick shower turned into an hour long bath and you were definitely not regretting it, after feeling the way your skin felt and the way you hair looked. You felt fresh so you quickly pulled on a robe and threw your hair up so you could check up on the stubborn man, who was now infront of you.

"Fuck, good evening to you too darling. Feeling better after seeing you" Harry spoke but not before sneezing pretty loudly, practically shaking the whole room. You chuckle as you grab him some medicine and take a seat next to him. It's crazy how he had the effort to flirt even after having such a long day. It really was beyond you.

"Bless you love. Here, take this" you say, taking a capsule out and putting it in his palm making him pout. He hated taking any sort of medication, you honestly don't know why as they were the only things the actually helped. But anyways despite his groans, you lean in to press a soft kiss to his warm forehead whilst he still held the pill in his sweaty hand.

"Darling, you're looking soooo good" Harry drags out the words, ignoring what you told him to do and instead trailing his finger down the side of your face, gently stroking your cheek. He looked at you in awe, he honestly doesn't know what's gotten into him but seeing you look so naturally beautiful and that too so effortlessly, it had his dick twitching in his pyjama bottoms.

"Harry, take your medication. You don't want me calling Anne" you threaten playfully making him mock you and roll his eyes teasingly. He licks his lips and you could tell he was going to make a dumb comment so you prepare yourself.

"I will, under one condition though"

"Harry, babe this is only going to help you. But what is it?" You reply, sighing as you take in the site of Harry. His face was flushed, cheeks pink and hair messy. You could also tell his nose was sore from the amount of times he rubbed it and his eye bags were prominent from the lack of sleep, it had you feeling soft for your boyfriend.

"Suck me off and I'll take the pills" Harry interrupted your soft thoughts making you groan, he really had to ruin the moment you were having with that naughty mouth of his.

"Yeah, no can do. Can't risk getting sick babe, I've got work tomorrow!" You reply, eyebrows furrowed as you see Harry roll his eyes back dramatically.

"Hey, I'm feeling much better now anyways, no need to worry about getting sick" his excuse did nothing as not even a second after saying that he sneezed, and you could physically hear the chesty infection he was picking up.

"You're not convincing me at all. Can hear the rumble in your chest" you speak, pushing his hand towards his mouth, urging him to just take the damn pill.

"Fuck the rumble. M'good. 'Sides if you were sick and horny I'd still be down to eat you out." He pouts, making you chuckle because you knew you wouldn't let him do that. Two sick people stand no chance in your household and Harry knows that very well, you're both prone to being babied whenever you come down with something.

"Ok. Think of it in this way, the quicker you take the pill, the faster you are to getting better which means the faster you are to getting as much blowjobs as you want. Deal?" you ask, pulling your hand out towards him and he quickly exclaims "deal" as he shakes your hand with the biggest grin on his face.

Harry immediately puts the pill in his mouth and reaches over to grab the water bottle that was sat on the table to take a gulp and with that he had swallowed it making you cheer.

"That's my good boy" you say chuckling as you reach over to give him a kiss on his temple making him smile and take your ass into his large hands. You groan loudly, pulling away and teasingly slapping his arm.

"You're so annoying, you know that?"

"I'm not annoying. You're insatiable, not my fault I can't resist" he complains, looking at you like you were a five course meal. You knew if he wasn't sick, he'd definitely be balls deep inside of you right now.

"Just rest up now Harry" you say, tucking him in again after fighting his protests. You felt like you were dealing with a literal child.

"You're so nice to me. Best make up the deal" he says before closing his eyes and pulling the blanket up to his face. You softly interlace your hand with his unruly hair and play with it making him moan from underneath the blanket.

"Y/n?" Harry asks after a few seconds of comfortable silence.

"Yeah babe?"

"How about cockwar-"

"For fucks sake Harry, you really do live on ruining cute moments. I'm going upstairs" you say but not before shaking your head and chuckling at your needy boyfriend.

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