Just a Taste // HS Blurbs

Subrry strap sucking*

We love a good subrry moment. 🤪🤪🤪

——-

"Now are you going to be a good boy?" Y/N's condescending tone made the tip of his cock weep with precum.

"Yes! Yes, yes, M'gonna be good. Please... please fuck me." His begging and need went straight to her cunt, making her smirk. The fake cock strapped on to her was gripped in her hand as she walked around his kneeling form. He was naked, on his knees in front of her. A welcome sight for her on any day.

"Mm. No." She grinned, stopping in front of the beautiful man. His eyes welled with tears, his stomach dropping in disappointment. He wanted this, he needed it. She had been edging him all day and he was going to explode. Ever since he had been whiny this morning, he had felt on edge.

"No, baby. None of those tears. Makes you look even more pathetic than you already do." She snickered. "I mean... you're on your knees, begging for cock? D'you know how fucking pitiful that is?" She smirked evilly. His cock throbbed again, the degrading tone making him ache. "No. You're going to suck this... get it nice and wet. And then I'll fuck you. Have to prove you want it."

"I do! I do, I want it so badly, please." He opened his mouth and dropped his tongue, eyes pleading and glossy as her hand gripped a handful of hair and yanked his head back. A throaty moan left him as she did so. He loved pain.

"Because you said please."

The cock was slapped against his waiting pink tongue. His eyes were eager as he waited for her to continue, knowing he didn't want to fuck up his chance of getting what he wanted. Slowly he was rewarded as she slid it further into his mouth, going as deep as possible to make him gag before pulling out.

"That was so good. Good job." She cooed, needing to give him a bit of the praise he craved. All Harry wanted was to be a good boy for Y/N. And he was, normally.

"Now suck. Work for it."

And work for it he did. With her hand in the tight grip, she had control but let him do as he pleased. Slobbering over the cock, moaning as his lips wrapped around it. They both knew he was a complete and utter cockslut. His own spit dripping down his chin, sucking with a hum in his throat.

Y/N couldn't get over how beautiful the sight was in front of him. Her strong, beautiful boyfriend in front of her on his knees. Hands behind his back and reduced to tears with how badly he wanted to be fucked. His eyes met hers as he hollowed his cheeks, bobbing his head on the length.

"Shit... good boy, H. That's my good whore." She cooed, smoothing the fallen waves out of his face before yanking his head back. The man whimpered at the loss of his favorite cock in his mouth but gasped as she looked down at him.

"Now... get on your hands and knees."