(keep in mind i wrote these imagines years ago so they can be very cringey & sexual lmao. also there are some soft imagines because soft harry also owns me)
your pov
(there was an image here for this imagine but someone reported it and it got deleted so whoever did that 😐 your mom's a h*e.)
It's eleven o'clock at night and I'm
in only my favorite oversized knit sweater while grabbing blankets and snacks for me and Harry to watch a movie. My feet pat against the hard-wood floor when I make my way towards the living room to see Harry's long body laying on the couch. He looks up at me with a smug grin, gesturing for me to lay on the couch.
"Come here," he says lowly.
I smile and walk towards him, only to have him pull my body onto his. He wraps his long arms around my torso tightly, breathing into my hair. I giggle and try to pull away but he wouldn't budge.
"Come on. We have to pick a movie to watch on Netflix," I tell him.
"Maybe we could do something else instead of watching a movie." He says and I can practically hear the smirk in his voice. I roll my eyes but can't help to feel my body heat up at his suggestion. Before I can decline his offer, he speaks, "You know you want to."
"I want to watch a movie," I lie.
He doesn't say anything but then I feel his wet lips meet the skin of my neck, and my breath hitches in my throat. I can feel my idea of watching a movie slowly slip away as his lips trail along my skin, feeling my panties immediately damp at the contact. He finds that one spot just under my jawline, sucking it harshly as I let out a soft moan, my hands clutching the fabric of his sweatpants.
"So how about that movie?" He smirks against my neck and I roll my eyes. Before I can reply back to him, he flips our bodies over so that he's hovering over me.
His green orbs burn into my eyes and they're full with lust. One hand is securely on my waist and the other is propping himself up. He leans down and kisses my nose and both sides of my cheek before finally meeting my lips. Our lips mold against each other and I feel myself forget all about our planned movie night.
His hand is off my waist and roams around my body before coming in contact with my area, placing his fingers against it before rubbing it in circle motion. I gasp at the feeling and he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue in, our tongues dancing with each other in our mouths. He swallows my soft moans as he rubs me more, the feeling is indescribable.
Before I could reach my high, he pulls his hand away and I whine at the loss of contact. He smirks at me before dragging his body down and hooking my legs around his arms, my legs slinging over his shoulders. He slips off my underwear and buries his face between my legs, swiping his tongue over me quickly, making me crave for more.
"You're always so ready for me, Y/N."
I'm unable to speak as I just lazily smile down at him, my chest heaving up and down as I wait for his next move. He smirks up at me before dipping his head back down, feeling his warm breath hit against me. His tongues slides along me again and I lightly gasp. He lets his tongue draw circles around me and I throw my head back, letting out a moan.
"Harry."
He pulls me closer to him by pulling into my legs, hearing his hard breaths against me. He moves his tongue to the center and presses against it and I gasp loudly as I grab his hair and hold it in my fists. He seems to get that that's the spot and flicks his tongue against the center harder and I let out a louder moan than the others.
"Harry," I moaned loudly and he moans in response.
He takes one of his hands and bring them towards me and I take his fingers in my mouth, sucking on them. He looks up at me while still continuing doing what he's doing, letting out a groan with his eyes full of lust at the sight of me sucking his fingers. His actions get faster, flicking his tongue faster as I squeeze my eyes shut and let out more loud moans.
I yank on his hair the way I know he likes it and he groans, flicking his tongue even faster. I feel my legs start to shake before they stiffen and I know I'm about to reach my high, looking down at him again. The sight of him sends me over the edge and I let out another loud moan.
"Oh my god—Harry," I stutter.
"Come for me, Y/N."
I squeeze his hair and yank, feeling me reach my high as I scream his name at the same time he screams mine. He lets his head fall to my stomach as we both try to catch our breaths, mostly me. I run my hands through his hair while smiling at him, him giving me a lazy smile back.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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