Harry Hook smut book

its less than a week to Halloween

yet i have decided to scrap the fic im writing for it-so-here yall go

Note; no pronouns for (y/n) but using fem body parts cuz-yeah-one day ill write gay smut-but today is not that day.

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Harry let out a soft sigh as he walked down the dimly lit pathway of the isle market place-everything was already shut down for the night; now a days-things didn't stay open after midnight. There were rumors of a monster about, with glowing red eyes and fangs; it just made him want to laugh.

Because, monsters? On the isle? That was the isle itself, home to monsters of every kind; from humans to demons, the fact that everyone was so afraid of one being-was a bit funny...at least to Harry.

He turned a corner, stepping onto the creaking docks that hung over the murky isle water, sharks and crocs swimming below in the pollution. The fog was thick, near curling around his throat; threatening to choke him. he just took a deep breath, squinting through the mist as shadows danced around his feet.

"Pretty boy like you shouldn't be out this late" Harry let out a cough as he was slammed against a wall, sharp nails pressing down on his arms as a set of fangs traced his neck "Someone could be-up to something" Harry took a shuddering breath, feeling a leg trace the inside of his thighs, the hands squeezing his covered arms.

Harry licked his lips as a tongue licked up his neck-catching onto the three-day-old bite scar that curved into his shoulder. "ye think I'm pretty?" Harry teased, looking down to see you; his breath catching as your red-gleaming eyes stared back, your tongue still out as you pulled back from his neck. You grinned up at him, scrunching your nose as your hands went from his biceps to around his neck; pressing a sweet kiss to his chin.

"Of course, not like you got much else goin on" you teased, giggling and squealing as Harry's arm wrapped around you, tugging you up and over his shoulder, your mess of belts and chains rattling against each other as Harry continued down the docks "Harry~~~ noooo put me down"

"Nope" Harry chirped, a sly grin on his face as your ass wiggled in his view, legs kicking back and down to try to make him put you down "ye insult me, yer walking privileges are revoked." You just huffed, letting yourself fall limp, hands grabbing at his jacket tail to keep yourself from tipping forward too much.

Soon enough, you were in his quarters on the lost revenge. He tossed you onto his somehow very sturdy bed and stripped his jacket, carefully hanging it in his dresser as you went through the process of taking off your thigh-high boots. You grumbled over the top laces, pausing as Harry kneeled in front of you and began doing the work for you-expertly undoing the laces and sliding the leather boot off your leg, smirking up at you as your face flushed at the intimacy.

"Dork" you muttered, pressing your socked foot against his chest as he worked at your other boot, heeling his thigh as he leaned in and kissed your knee once it was freed. "What are you doing?" Harry just looked up at you from behind his lashes, his lips pulled into a sly grin against your knee. He admired the barely visible flush to your cheeks, the sparkle in your eyes-revealing your frustration to him.

He slowly stood, his shadow overtaking your form as you stared up at him, your chest catching in its rise as you stared at his eyes-the sea of blue nearly overtaken by a pit of black. "yer still hungry" he whispered, slowly leaning down until his lips were nearly against yours, your fangs grazing his bottom lip as your mouth dropped open in a gasp "use me as ye like my dear"

You swallowed harshly before you attached yourself to his upper neck, nose grazing the back of his ear before your hands curled around his neck and head; holding him close as your fangs punctured his skin-his blood flowing into your mouth and satiating a hunger that had been running rampant for the last three days. Harry groaned, his eyes fluttering as your thigh rocked against his pants-pressing against his erection.