"You love being fucked, don't you?" You ask teasing him, your strap on pounding into him as he lays on his back, arms under his thighs holding his legs up as he looks up at him.
He nods, biting his lip as he moans out, tears streaming down his face as he takes every thrust you send him, his eyes rolling back every now and then when your hand strokes his cock to get him more riled up.
"Say it, say you like being fucked." You whisper leaning down, lips by his ear as he moans out loudly, dying to touch you, but he's under strict instructions not to.
"Come on, don't be a dumb little whore. Say you like being fucked." You say louder this time, slowing down your thrusts and wrapping a hand around his throat as his eyes open and look at you with a smile.
"I love being fucked!" He cries out, your thrusts becoming deeper as his back arches up in pleasure nearly passing out due to the sensation he's feeling.
"That's it, my little whore likes being fucked. So pretty like this too." You praise him, the praise going straight to his cock as he gets lost in pleasure moaning out louder than you've ever heard him.
"Always your whore, fuckin' love it. Love being fucked. Love you." He slurs out which has you grinning above him, the power going straight to your head as you look down at him.
"That's right, now on your front, we're not done yet baby."
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The Vault |H.S|
Fanfiction*CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT* Just a book filled with Harry blurbs & one shots from my tumblr! Includes: Smut, Fluff & Angst.
