Harry James potter smuts

Trust me, darling

"just relax, harry," you soothed him softly. "you don't need to be nervous, 'm gonna make you feel good, okay?"

harry's breathing seemed to calm and he nodded, inviting you to touch him. starting with a hand around his base, harry jolted slightly but noticeably in your grasp. you lifted an eyebrow as if to ask if you could keep going and he nodded, evidently a bit embarrassed. "all hard already... this for me, love?"

he gulped, nodding once more. "use your words, baby," you cooed, dissatisfied with his response. you knew he was a bit intimidated, with your experience and his lack of. but you needed harry to know he could trust you. "'m gonna wanna hear you, ok?"

his cheeks were flushed, cranberry red from the shy desperation and your grip on his cock. "'m so hard for you, y/n," harry groaned. his confidence grew a little seeing the smirk on your face. "i wanna feel your mouth around me so bad."

"trust me, darling," you started to pump him in your hands. "you're going t' get what you want." your eyes locked with his and you gave him a kitten lick, just to see the effect you had on him. harry's throaty moan made him sweat with desire.

putting him into your mouth, you worked your way down his length slowly, maintaining your eye contact. the immediate moan that followed, louder and more stretched out than before, filled you with pride. "y/n," harry's mouth fell open as you started your movements on his cock, bobbing your head up and down. "fuck," he cursed.

harry didn't think it could get better than being in your warm mouth, lips wrapped around him all wet and tight, but you started to suck softly and bring your tongue over his veins as you did so. every so often, your teeth would drag gently, driving harry insane with pleasured moans. "fuck," he swore again, completely at a loss for coherent words. "'m, 'm gonna... y/n."

you quickened the pace of your movements, determined to make harry's orgasm mind-blowing. taking his hand in yours, you squeezed to tell him it's okay. moans released their loudest yet and so did his hot load into your mouth and down your throat. "y/n," harry exhaled again, like it was the only word he remembered after having his breath taken away. "y/n, th—thank you."

swallowing thickly, you made sure to swipe your lips with your tongue and smirk up at him from your spot on your knees. "'course, darling." you'd never sounded more smug and it'd be the death of the blissed out boy before you. "i told you to just trust me — paid off, didn't it?" an airy laugh left harry's lips and he stroked your hair with love.

"definitely. i'll show you just how much if you go lay down for me."