So This Is Love? (sub!h) ^!

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"No. Stay." Harry pouts with a whine, tugging on your arm as you try and stand up to head to the bathroom.

"H, I'm just getting a wash cloth to clean you, can't have your tummy messy going to bed." You laugh, watching as he furrows his brows but nods, letting go of your arm as you peck his forehead before running off.

"I'll try and be careful, know you're sensitive m'love" You coo at him, wiping gently over his tummy and cock, getting rid of all his come to avoid him feeling icky while going asleep.

When you're done, you throw the cloth into the laundry hamper at the end of your bed. Grabbing a t shirt for yourself and some clean underwear for the both of you. Harry is rather still spaced out from what you two done, his eyes moony and doe like much like they were when you were fucking him.

You carefully pull up his boxers onto him, kissing his hips and then his tummy as he giggles a little at your actions.

"Now, all clean. Want something to eat? Drink?" You ask sitting into bed, throwing the covers over you both as Harry just lays on his back, looking up at the ceiling which has you confused.

"Harry, baby, look at me, please." You say a little stern now, needing him to come back down from his floaty headspace now, doing everything you can to coax him back, running your hand through his curls and kissing his cheek.

"No one's ever done that to me before, clean me up, I mean, was always left there naked and alone when they left." He admits, not looking at you as you feel yourself tear up from his words, your heart breaking and your arms tightening around him more.

"I'm so sorry, you'll never feel like that ever again, not with me. I'll look after you, in any way I can, I'll never leave you like they did. I promise." You sob out, watching as Harry smiles through his tears, hugging you tightly and crying into your neck mumbling about how much he loves you.

"Can we have some snacks now?" He asks after awhile when you two calm down, kisses being exchanged with sweet nothings that made you both smile.

"Course we can, c'mon baby."

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