"I'm good, please tell me I'm good." Harry whines, laying on his back, legs around her waist as she thrusts into him, the strap on grazing his prostate every time which has him rolling his eyes in pleasure.
"You're so good, so fucking good for me H. Always good." She smiles, leaning down to kiss him which has him opening his mouth straight away for her, needing her to kiss him hard.
"M'Your good boy?" He asks, wanting all the praise she can give which has her smiling pecking his lips and keeping her face close to his, arms holding herself up at either side of his head.
"You sure are, the only good boy I ever want and need." He moans out at her words, eyes shutting as she kisses his eyelids softly, hips going at a slow pace but so deep, just how he wanted it.
"H-hold my hand, please." He asks, hand coming up to grab hers that's resting beside him, fingers interlocking as she drops closer to him, chests pressed together and noses brushing off one another.
"I love you." She kisses him, smile lazy as he smiles up at her through his lashes, eyes sparkling with pure adoration.
"I love you, so much."
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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.
