Just a Taste // HS Blurbs

Rimming*

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Harry never had actually thought too much into it. Never paid much attention to that area of his body, not until Y/N.

At the suggestion, despite being open minded, he had been slightly hesitant at first. He loved licking her everywhere and he understood the premise. But was it something he would really like?

Short answer? Abso-fucking-lutely.

His breathing was heavy as he buried his face into the pillow, whimpering as the ring around his cock felt even more tight than usual. Y/N sat in her knees and hummed as she spread apart his ass with her hands, observing his hole fluttering in anticipation.

"Look how pretty you are, baby boy." She whispered fondly. There was something so beautiful about him. The perfect mix of masculine and feminine, his broad body tapering into a thin waist and the most adorable ass she had ever seen. His cock was one of her favorites, seeing it now with the tip a deep red and precum dripping out, pooling on the cotton sheets underneath him.

"M'being good. Please." He whispered, having been teased all damn day. Y/N had started a cruel little game of grabbing his cock and rubbing it for a few minutes before letting go. She had continued it until an hour ago, where she had instructed Harry to get naked and wait on the bed. He had done so, as a good boy would, and spent a good 30 minutes giving Y/N multiple delicious orgasms. Harry loved, loved eating pussy. So it only had his cock aching for a release, balls full and swollen with need.

"I know you are, sweetie. Don't worry." She said softly with a kiss to the small of his back. "You're gonna get your reward. Did so well for me today." His body was practically trembling with anticipation

Keeping him spread, y/N pursed her lips and spit right on to the hole. Her fingers brushed over it, making him moan and push himself further into the contact. The warm spit and her fingers teasing over his entrance was heavenly, welcome relief from the no touch rule she had given him earlier.

"Oh my god..." he whimpered into the fabric. Y/N chuckled at the neediness from the man. Usually he was so controlled and calm. Seeing him be so vulnerable and needy was not only arousing, but endearing as well.

"Yeah... I know it feels good, pet. Y'like when I get your hole nice and sloppy, don't you?" She spit again, letting it drip down his hole and over his balls. A higher pitched whine came from his throat as he nodded quickly. "Mm. I know you do. You love getting my tongue on it too, love being wet and messy with my spit. Doesn't matter if it's with your cock down my throat or my tongue dipping into that pretty hole. You just act like a slut to get as much as you can."

Harry's hips bucked into nothing, feeling himself pulse as she spoke to him in that throaty, teasing way she always did when she was in charge. Y/N was unreal to him, how at some points she would be the one begging and other times it would be her in charge and demanding him to keep his hands to himself. "Mhm. Yeah, s'so good. Want your tongue. Please?" His slight begging was met with silence for a moment before the sting of a slap was felt, making his eyes roll back.

"Yeah. I think I can give that to you. Just had to give your ass a nice spank, I know how much you love it." Harry was a whore for pain just as much. Spanking, choking, her nails, even overstimulation. He was easy to make cum whenever she made it hurt.

Before he could respond, she leaned down and dragged her tongue from the base of his balls, all the way up to his hole. Tongue brushing the pucker, she began to circle it slowly, hand holding him open for easier access.

His knuckles went white on the pillows he clutched, eyes closing tight as he nearly cried in relief. The pleasure shot up his spine like spikes of heat, moans leaving his swollen mouth. It was still covered in the taste of her pussy, every time he brushed his tongue out a reminder of her riding his tongue and clit brushing against his nose while he nearly suffocated. A beautiful way to go out, if you asked him.

She lifted for a second and drooled a little more saliva on to his hole, humming happily as her tongue returned to it. Applying a bit more pressure, she enjoyed the way his thighs trembled and his ass pressed further into her face. His breathing was near panting as her tongue circled the pink hole, her wet, hot tongue knowing exactly what to do to make his mind fuzzy.

She lapped hungrily against him, not minding her chin getting wet with her own saliva. He made the prettiest noises, guttural groans and pathetic whimpers, repeating little words under his breath.

"Yes, yes... more, jus'like tha'... please, lick me more. Fuck me. S'good."

He babbled as she continued her pleasuring of her man, the slick sound of it mixed with the perfect pressure of his hips pressing back making him get closer and closer to orgasm. The one thing that was sending him over the edge though, was when she applied more pressure with her tongue and slipped it inside. Breaching the entrance, it had him crying out into the room.

"Please, please... more of that, fuck me with your tongue. M'gonna cum. M'gonna cum, Y/N." He warned, which she didn't need to be warned of it. She could feel his hole clenching around her tongue. That didn't stop her though. Moving her tongue in and out, she loved the sloppy noise it made. How he babbled out and arched his back, losing himself in her feeling... she was in love.

Sensing he needed it, her hand gripped the back is his cock and coaxed the ring off, letting him free of it.

"You can touch, baby. Go ahead and cum."

His eyes went fuzzy as he quickly wrapped his hand around his length, thrusting into his back and back into her mouth as she continued to fuck his messy hole with her tongue. He was the luckiest man on earth, and he was positive about it. The bubbling feeling in his stomach was coming to a breaking point.

He stroked his thumb over the slit, feeling the slick from her mouth drip down to his balls and decided to use it as extra pleasured, messing up his hand as he stroked tightly. It didn't take more than a few strokes to have his mouth dropping open and his orgasm rushing through his body.

He sobbed in relief, tears welling in his eyes as the hot ropes of cum spurt all over his hand, stomach and sheets below. The hot pleasure burst all over his being, not able to stop stroking himself through it. Between the hot mouth and his hand, he was in paradise.

Y/N's tongue continued, rubbing over the hole as the orgasm wracked over his body. His whole being shook, and Y/N only stopped when he sagged into the mattress, pulling her head up to watch him drag his hand up and lazily drag his tongue flat over the palm of his hand. Licking up his cum was another dirty favorite of his, knowing she loved tasting him on her tongue and the pure filth of it all.

"That's my good boy, H. You did so well." She praised, hand rubbing up and down his back. He looked so sated and soft, face turning so he could see her split slicked face and hazy eyes. She always gave him the most beautiful faces.

"Think you can go again?"