Maroon (larry stylinson)

Perfect

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"Take this off" I groaned, lifting Harry's shirt. He raised his arms, allowing me to slip his shirt up over his head. He wrapped his arms around my torso, laying me down on the couch. I kissed the soft, delicate skin of his neck, teasingly biting every now and then.

"Shit Lou" He moaned. He lulled his head to the side granting me greater access to his neck. He slowly began rocking his hips against mine. I could feel something hard in his jeans and I lurched back at the sudden realization. I looked up at him with big eyes, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as he continued to grind against me.

"Everything alright?" He asked softly. He stopped the rock of his hips and lightly caressed my cheek with his hand. I gulped nervously.

"Yeah, I've just never gotten this far before." I explained, avoiding eye contact.

"Hey." He cradled my face and forced me to look at him. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

I nodded.

"No, it's fine. I trust you." I kissed the soft skin on his hand.

"I'm glad you trust me, but you're not there yet Lou. How about just a blowjob?"

"Yeah. Okay." I smiled up at him. He smiled back at me and kissed me softly. He began kissing down my body, stopping just above my navel to suck on the skin. As he kissed, I felt his hands travel down my sides, landing at the button of my jeans. He skillfully unbuttoned them and unzipped the fly. Without breaking his kisses, he yanked the pants down. I lifted myself up an inch as he pulled them off of my ass. Once they were off, he moved his kisses down. Mouthing at the outline of my boxers. I moaned at the feeling, lacing my fingers in his hair.

He reached up and grabbed the waistband of my boxers. I lifted my hips up slightly as he pulled the thin fabric down, tossing them to the side. I closed my eyes as I felt Harry's hot breath. Soon I was in utter bliss as he wrapped his perfect pink lips around me. His mouth was hot when he took me in even deeper. The feel of his tongue lapping around me was enough to have me throwing my head back in pleasure. He pulled off me. I opened my eyes at the cold and empty feeling. I looked down at him to see him smirking up at me mischievously.

"Fuck my mouth." He demanded.

"W-what?" I mumbled out.

"I said," He drawled. He bent back down, licking a long stripe over the underside of my dick. "Fuck my mouth."

"I don't know how." I said quietly, embarrassed.

"Just do what feels right."

I nodded. He wrapped his lips around me again. A million thoughts were running through my head when he grabbed my hips and started pulling me closer. I moaned when I felt my dick hit the back of his throat. I looked down at him with panicked eyes, but he just moaned and continued to rock my hips into him. Eventually, he let go and I continued fucking his mouth. The feeling was impeccable, performing for a crowd of ten thousand people could never come close.

I tightened my grip on his curls and sped up my thrusts, moaning in ecstasy. Harry took everything I was giving him with pleasure, groaning every time I hit the back of his throat.

I was a sweating mess as I felt my orgasm begin to bubble. Every vibrating moan Harry let out sent me closer and closer to the edge. My breathing became labored as I put everything I had into each thrust. Harry hummed lowly around my dick. That was enough to send me tumbling over the edge. I shot out hard into his mouth. He groaned and swallowed happily. Harry pulled off of me. I laid there staring at the ceiling as my chest heaved up and down.