imagine cuddling in bed with harry on a rainy morning and your head is resting on his shoulder and it's too early to get up and you can tell he's still sleeping from the way his chest is rising and falling slowly as he breathes in evenly so you settle into his warmth and revel in the way his skin feels pressed against yours beneath the blankets and take the time to let your fingers tickle across his skin and trace the outlines of his tattoos because he hardly ever sits still enough for you to do that when he's awake and you can see little goose bumps rising on his skin even though he's not awake but you're so engrossed in the way his skin reacts to yours that you don't notice his breathing change when he woke up and he's just watching you trace his skin and he's got a little smile on his face because he loves the way you love each and every inch of him and he could watch you watch him for days because there's nothing like the feeling of having you pressed into him when you're in your own little world where nothing exists but the two of you
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Ficção Geralif you're looking for imagines that you can feel down to your bones and cause you to end up a blithering mess on the floor, this is the right place for you.
