Harry Hook smut book

Sweet mornings

warning; Somnophilia (consensual) MINORS DNI-character(s) used are 19+

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Harry sighed as he woke up, the sound of rain greeting his senses as the clouded morning sun illuminated the room. he yawned as he slowly turned over, smiling as he caught sight of you-his precious wife of three years-still as beautiful and amazing as the day he first saw you all those years ago when he and Uma had kidnapped beasty boy.

He reached out, gently caressing your cheek with his knuckles, chuckling as you let out a soft huff through your nose and cuddled into your(his) pillow, his too-big t-shirt looking wonderful on your figure.

His fingers traveled down your skin, against your jaw, neck, collarbone, shoulders, back-until his hand found its place on your thigh, rubbing the exposed skin there where your sleep shorts had ridden up during your sleep.

How he got so lucky with you? He didn't know, but he still remembers that first day like nothing else-your eyes and sword locked with his as he attempted to chase down the king-a confident grin on your lips that made his slip off. He had always thought bore-adon brats were goodie goodies with no idea how to fight(the need had long left them) and yet there you were, with a fighting spirit as strong as any isle girl and skills that rivaled the many pirate lords that found themselves on the isle.

He never believed in love, but that day-he felt something inside him jolt to life as you kicked his legs out and took his hook from him-saluting to him and Uma as you disappeared down that damned tunnel. He didn't get his hook back till he and Gil broke out behind the four traitors, but he found himself not minding you had kept it when you gave him that beaming grin of victory.

It took him nearly a year to find the confidence to ask you out-but you said yes right away-kissing his flaming red cheek as you laughed.

Two years later-he asked you to marry him, you said yes-and now-four years later, there he was, lying next to you, feeling your warmth as the world outside moved along. There were no battles to fight, no villains, no evil plots, life had finally slowed down and allowed him to breathe.

And he couldn't be happier to have you by his side, to live the rest of his days with. Harry closed his eyes, bringing himself close to you and breathing you in, his hand finding itself under your shirt-your skin warm against his palm.

A soft noise left you, and Harry chuckled, pressing his lips to the top of your head as your body pressed into his, your thigh finding itself between his legs.

-fluff ends here; time for smut!-

Harry glanced at the clock, a sinfully devious idea coming to mind-it was almost evil-if it didn't mean your pleasure. 7:23am, you usually woke up around 7:30 on a good day, but you had no obligations today-no plans-nada, but Harry decided you deserved to be woken up in such a way that would have you seeing stars.

Harry slowly peeled his body away from you, chuckling as you let out another huff of complaints, missing your favorite cuddle buddy.(which was usually the big shark plush-but he was a close runner up) His lips found your neck, ghosting across your skin-leaving before you could even realize the feeling.

You let out another soft sigh, your eyes fluttering in your sleep. He smirked against your shoulder, slowly moving your curled-up body to lay halfway on its back, your hips now flat on the king-sized bed. He continued kissing down your body, his hands trailing under your shorts and pulling them down slowly, his eyes on you and ears concentrating on your breathing.

You continued to sleep deeply, the only signs of life being your breathing. Harry continued to kiss down your body, lips finding your outer hip and inner thigh, fluttering his tongue against your plush skin.

You had talked about this once or twice before, and both of you had expressed interest in it-being woken up with sex. This was the first time Harry had decided to initiate it-you had done it once before, after a very busy night that left Harry boneless and achy-only to wake up to your mouth on him and cumming so hard he couldn't breathe.

He wanted to you wake up like that, feel that burn in your gut, his tongue on your clit-bringing you to your orgasm without even realizing it only to wake up to it crashing through you. He wanted it to come slow and warm, building up within till it exploded.

He would do just that. Yes, he would make you feel so good that you wouldn't even realize where you were for a solid minute. Harry sucked the skin of your hip into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue, not daring to touch it with his teeth-teeth would be too rough, too much. He wanted this to be soft, sweet, and slow.

A soft gasp escaped you when Harry's nose brushed against your clit, already starting to pulse thanks to his previous actions. Harry froze, waiting until your body relaxed again to kiss your clit, his tongue dipping into your slit and licking up till he found your hard clit-sucking into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it slowly, smiling against you as your stomach and thighs twitched.

You were still deep in sleep, eyes fluttering as Harry ate you out, once in a while licking into your cunt before finding your clit again, his hands massaging your thighs gently as he opened his mouth further and took all he could of you, his tongue on your clit and dipping down into your cunt-slowly bringing you into ecstasy.

He stopped as he felt your breathing shift, his breath ghosting against your pussy as you let out a few muffled grunts and sighs, he could see your eyes fluttering in the clouded sun, so close to waking up. He was being careless-he knew you weren't there yet-he couldn't wake you up just yet. So he waited, waited till you settled down again and your breathing evened out and you were deep asleep once more.

Harry groaned as he found himself back in your cunt, swallowing you as your thighs twitched around his head. He could feel you pulse and his jaw was soaked as he brought you to that peak, and he knew you were close as your hips started to lock, sweet gasps escaping your pretty lips as Harry turned his attention just to your clit and ate you out like there was no more time.

"H-Har-" you woke up only to cum hard, your fists in the sheets as your head threw back, your chest arching up as Harry pinned your hips to the bed with his mouth, sucking your clit gently as you croaked out his name-cheeks burning along with the rest of your body as Harry gently led you through your high.

You gently kick his thigh when it becomes too much and Harry pulls back, his lips and chin soaked with you as he kisses your hip and comes up from beneath the blanket-that stupidly cute side grin on his face. "cheeky-" you pant, awake but not yet there as Harry chuckles and grabs a tissue to wipe his face clean, licking his teeth and bottom lip to get your remaining taste on his tongue.

"And ye taste divine~" Harry purred, leaning down to kiss you, and you could taste yourself on him-and feel him against your inner thigh-twitching and soaking his boxers. You chuckle, reaching down to push his boxers down and guide his leaking cock to you-kissing him as he pushes inside with a heavy groan.

What a wonderful way to wake up

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