Harry's tongue began making rounds on my tip causing me to grip his shoulder's tight and suppress a moan. His softy grunt left his throat, making vibrations against my cock. My back arched off of the door as a low moan fell from my lips.
"Jesus Christ Harry.." I whimper quietly, my chest already rising and falling at a faster pace that before. Harry pulls his mouth off, grabbing my cock and in an agonizingly slow manner, he licking a stripe up my tip.
"Fuck..Harry hurry up we can't stay in here too long.."
Harry continued at the same pace he was, licking up and down my shaft making my eyebrows furrow in pleasure. I bucked my hips into Harry's mouth, wanting more friction between them.
Harry decided this time to go along with it, bobbing his head much faster than before, resulting in me gasping.
Soon after, my chest was rising and falling, my hair was stuck to his forehead due to sweat forming, and Harry was at the sink washing his hands with a smirk. Of course.
I quickly pull up and button my jeans before opening the door.
"Daddy doesn't get a thank you?" He whispers as I make his first step through the door.
"For what?" I ask turning back to Harry.
"For fixing your problem." He grinned, drying his hands and turning his focus on me.
"Oh..uh yeah thanks.." I said quietly before scurrying downstairs.
Harry walked out of the bathroom and followed him, finding me already sitting down at the table next to his mother."Why'd you move your seat?" Harry asks, sitting himself down
"Oh nothing. Just wanted to sit next to my loving mummy" I laughed sounding a little nervous.
I felt really uncomfortable, sitting with my mother after what I'd done just now. I don't think I want him here anymore.
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Fanfiction"You've got to remember, Niall, that I can do whatever I want with you, and you have to do whatever I say." "Y-yes Harry.." "Yes who?" "I-I mean y-yes D-daddy.." ~WARNING: Boyxboy~
