"You look so good under me, so pretty." Y/N praises him as she rides him, hand on his throat as he watches her with hooded eyes, lips parted and moans leaving them as she grinds and rolls her hips.
"I-I can't ... need to come." He pants out, nearly sobbing as she shakes her head, leaning down to suck his bottom lip into her mouth to get his attention.
"Hold it. You can do it. Know you can." She reassures him, feeling her own release nearing and he's under orders to not come before her, but the way she's moving, how tight and wet she is around him, he feels like he's about to bust at any second.
"I can't! Fuck! Oh my god!" He cries out, releasing in her, the feeling of him coming has her moaning and coming also, her head resting in his neck as she rides them through it.
She hears soft cries from above her, salty tears falling onto her shoulder which has her lifting her head up.
"H? You okay? Did I push you too much? please, talk to me." Her nerves are high as she watches him cry, cheeks wet and red as he keeps his eyes shut.
"M'sorry, I'm not a good boy. Didn't listen." He sobs, a frown on her face as she leans down, kissing his face to clean up his tears.
"Hey, it's okay! Felt good, didn't it?" She asks, he nods.
"Then that's all that matters, come on, let's get you cleaned up and grab some cookies, yeah?"
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The Vault |H.S|
Фанфик*CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT* Just a book filled with Harry blurbs & one shots from my tumblr! Includes: Smut, Fluff & Angst.
