Just a Taste // HS Blurbs

Just want to feel your touch all the time* Nerdrry

"Just want to feel your touch all the time." Her voice crooned against his neck. Settled in his lap, his arms were around her and holding the controller as she cuddled into his warmth. His headset was on but barely, mic off because he knew where this was going to go.

Harry could never complain about his girlfriend because she was the epitome of perfect for him. Maybe not for anyone else, but he liked how needy she was. It wasn't everyone's cup of tea at all, bur he liked feeling her touch. Liked knowing she couldn't stand not to feel him when they were around each other.

It had pretty much started like this. After they got over Harry's hesitancy, it was rare the two were in a room without some part of their bodies touching. Her foot on his thigh, his hand in her hair, her fingers playing with the material of his shirt. It was difficult to pry them away from each other. It had been shown that Harry's nerves of going too far touch wise was ridiculous considering his girl would whine when he was too far away on the couch.

"I know, baby." He murmured, pecking the side of his head. It was cruel to be doing what he was doing- making her work for more of his touch- but he liked making her a tiny bit whiny. Hearing her whine and squirm a bit, the adorable little pout on her lips... it did something to him to know she craved him out of all the people in the world bad enough to get pouty.

"I know the game came out 3 days ago..." the warm whisper sent chills down his spine when it was given against his ear. "But I have more fun ideas for now. The game will be there when we're done." Trying to coax Harry away from the screen wasn't actually as difficult as he made it seem for her. The boy just liked to make her work for it. Made the reward seem all the more sweet.

"Well..." he kept his eyes on the screen. It was difficult to keep from smirking, but somehow he did it. "Why don't you tell me said ideas and we can go from there, baby? We're already cuddling." The point stood, sure, but Y/N was fussy and wanting all of her boyfriends attention, damn it.

"Well..." her lips pressed to the hinge of his jaw, happy to have the headset rest up higher so she could brush her nose against the lobe of his ear. "I was thinking that we could pretend to watch a movie. And while it plays... we can make out." The sweet, sultry cadence of her voice had him swallowing already. Neck kisses were a sensitivity for him, and his eyes were already glazing over just a bit as he tried to give the game enough attention not to lose a life.

"Yeah... we made out this morning though, love." He tried to keep his voice steady but his girl was ever so perceptive. It was a bit deeper than before, and he squirmed just a bit under her. It was hard to resist her when she was by far the most beautiful woman to exist in his eyes. Harry was a gamer though- it wasn't a surprise he liked playing a game in any aspect of the relationship.

"I wasn't finished." The grumble was met with a teeth driven nip against his throat. The light hiss left his teeth but her tongue brushed over the spot as a half assed apology. "Was going to say, we can make out. And I can take my shirt off." She sighed dreamily into the base of his throat, peppering kisses to his Adam's apple. Sensitive. "I didn't let you suck on my nipples last night... I was thinking I'd let you do that today. Cause you were so nice n'got up, went to the coffee shop and got me coffee like the best boyfriend ever." The coo was syrupy and her attempts to convince him were getting stronger. Harry was a great man, but a man nonetheless. The idea of playing with her chest had his cock twitching under her ass. It wasn't lost on her.

"I am pretty great, aren't I?" He snickered. Trying to okay off how aroused he was wasn't working too well. Her mouth was always his undoing. Kisses, words, sucking, bites, she knew how to use it like the most dangerous of weapons to disarm him and reduce him to mush.

"Mhm. Though you're being a little mean to someone who wants to suck you off." The feathery tone of her voice had him freezing. Damn it. So light and airy, as if she didn't know that the promise of that would break him.

"Oh really?" His fingers on the controller were slowed, a shaky breath taken as she pressed a few more sloppy kisses up his taut neck and to his cheeks. Y/N's mouth was... so fucking good. His demise. Harry would never and could never give up an opportunity to be inside of it.

"Oh, absolutely. You know how much I love sucking you, H." She nuzzled her nose against his jaw. "Love how heavy it feels on my tongue. How it tastes. Love how big it is... so fucking big, Harry." She whimpered, reaching between them and palming over the growing length. "Love sucking it even after you cum n'letting it get soft in my mouth. Till you have t'pull me off cause you're too sensitive. I want to make you cum in my mouth, take you down my throat..." her hand rubbed against him, kisses messy over his jaw and back to his sweet spot just under his ear. "I've been such a good girl..." she hasn't. "And all I want to do is suck you. Please? Get off the game and touch me. Touch me, touch me, touch me." Her whines were needy and desperate- but the got the job done. The headset whipped off, game pressed on pause and controller somewhere on the other side of the couch.

Y/N squealed in both surprise and delight when her body was shifted under him, glasses slipping down his nose as he looked down at her from on top. "Let's give you what you want then."