Literature

milk and honey coated fingers

*mature content

his cheek
creased against
the silk pillow
amid the rumpled
sheets
it's enough
to make
my heart yearn
and my self-control
grow weak

He stirs and my breath falters but then sleep tugs gently at him again.

I think of
the buzz
and vibrations
of his lips,
the eager movements
of his sweet
fingertips
dipping inside
me slowly
i coat him
with fresh milk
i hum
blissfully
as he finds
my precious
seed
i pollinate
with him inside,
swapping milk
for honey

teeth nipping, your fingers between my legs. You palm me until I moan and pull me closer, kissing my softer and licking at me skin until you find my hips and tug off my boxers

sweet milk and honey

press a kiss to my inner thigh, suck a love bite there and I'll bend my legs for you as your tongue works at my tight ring

hitting my bundle of nerves and eating me out until I scream out your name

Zayn

remind me how to breathe

teach me how to think

teach me

sweet milk and honey

you pull up and lick teasingly up my shaft, milk and honey dribbling onto your moist tongue

i shiver as you lap it up

sweet milk and honey

if your tongue is tired, dip your nibble fingers in

kiss me passionately

look at me Zayn, long black lashes batting and say those words

say them and mean them

again and again

and I'll say them too

i love you, i love you

i do

flip us around, gripping at my hips and pour a generous amount of lube onto your hand

so cold, warm in up with tender fingers and rub it against my skin

press your thumb to my slit and my hips will snap upward

make my body dance for you

for you

sweet milk and honey

for you

clench and unclench around me and my lips will part for you

i won't feel empty

because you fill me up

your thumb tracing over my hip bone

i'll let my moans get lost in your warm mouth as my hips roll and press down

on you

press down on you

sweet milk and honey

i love you

i do

I wake up drenched in a cold sweat, my heart pounding out of my chest.

I sit up abruptly, hitting the headboard with a clang.

"Harry?" Zayn's voice is groggy with sleep, deep and slow just for me.