Who'd You Rather? (H.S.) [ONGOING]

Part Forty-Seven

It didn't take Tegan long to get back into the mood when Harry's kisses began slowly trailing down her body, nipping her and teasing her all the way down until he was positioned between her legs once again.

Harry's mouth sunk against her, his lips kissing her delicate flesh before his tongue slipped down her cleft and back up again a few times. Tegan moaned as pleasure tingled through her. The tiny whisker hairs on his face added a little harshness to mix with the velvetiness of his tongue, making her body shudder with sensitivity.

She moaned out his name as he began moving his mouth and tongue in intricate patterns across her, bringing her body to its brink after his prolonged ministration. She was ready to lose her mind, to lose herself in him. There was nothing sweeter.

"Oh, god," she whimpered, her eyes shutting tightly as her fingers wrapped in his curls, trying her best not to tug. But her mind felt like it was leaving her body as her orgasm rippled through her, so she couldn't be sure she didn't tug some out by the roots.

"Oh my god, Harry," Tegan panted, her chest heaving as feelings of euphoria radiated out of every extremity, her toes still curled in tightly.

"Mm," Harry hummed, looking up at her through her open legs.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he stated earnestly and she quickly met his vision, breathing out a laugh as she felt a blush creep up her already hot cheeks.

"The way your body reacts..." Harry continued, "could watch that all day."

"Harry," she whimpered, holding her hands over her face.

"Mm," he hummed, kissing the skin just above her pubic bone before sucking softly on a patch of it until it created the tiniest of purple marks.

"There. Now I've given you a love bite," Harry said, looking up at her again.

"Oh my god," she giggled, biting her lip.

"No one will know it's there but you and me," he told her with a proud smile.

"Much better placement than my neck," she giggled.

"Mm. Much," he agreed, leaning in to suck on it some more, making it larger as he did.

"Harry," she giggled.

"Now it says 'Harry was here'," he joked as he slowly crawled up her body, sinking his face into the nape of her neck.

"Harry, no," she giggled as she felt him suck on a patch of skin there, quickly trying to push him away from her.

He let out a laugh and pulled up to look at her.

"Just kissin' ya, love," he said, feigning innocence.

"Sure you are. I'm gonna leave a hickey the size of a quarter on your neck," she joked as she let out a laugh.

"I'll wear it proudly," he said, puffing out his chest confidently.

"Oh, yeah. That paps will have a field day with that," she giggled, rolling her eyes as he laughed.

"You don't have your long hair anymore, so you can't cover it up," she reminded him.

"Hoodies," he said with a shrug.

"Oh my god," she groaned under her breath.

"We're getting off track again. Where's that condom?" Harry asked, patting his hands across the bed comically, causing Tegan to choke out a laugh.

"No. But seriously. Where did the condom go?" Harry asked a moment later as he looked around.

"Are you sitting on it?" He asked her with an impish grin.