You wake up to the sound of rain hitting the window. The sun has barely risen but it's light enough for it to peek in the curtains. Harry lies asleep besides you. The rain comes down harder, and thunder roars in the distance.
Harry squirms in his sleep and you cuddle up next to his warm body. You run your hand through his hair and his lips turn up into a smile. You give them a peck and he opens his eyes.
"Mmm," He moans and you giggle lightly. He looks at you with a smirk on his face.
"What?" You ask confused. Seconds later he's on top of you and you feel his morning erection pressing against you.
"Christ, Harry. What were you dreaming about last night?" You joke around with him and he smiles at you.
"You." He admits and you blush, your insides heating with fire.
"What about me?" You play around with him. His face lights up with lust before he speaks.
"I had an amazing dream that you were lying on top of me, sucking my.."
"Harry!" You squeal. "Naughty." You smack his bicep playfully and he winces.
"Ouch." He whispers and hums while leaning in for your neck. His lips gently suck on the skin below your earlobe. He flicks his tongue in a circular motion, you responding with a quiet moan escaping your lips.
Your hormones think for you as you react to his touch, moving your body against his. He responds with an intake of breath as his head slightly rolls back.
"Fuck." He groans and you smirk at how easy it is to please him.
