Black Ink || Harlena a.u.

50.

My fingers clutched on tightly to the sheets beneath me, my chest arching as my mouth parted.

I felt his fingers dig into my skin as he pinned my thighs down, his tongue running over me in distinctive patterns.

"Harry-"

He hummed as he continued to work his tongue, and then his fingers, the noises coming from his lips filling up the room.

I felt the build up, and so did he.

All of a sudden he stopped his movements, and pushed himself off the bed. He ran his tongue across his lips before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him.

What the fuck?

I looked down at my naked body in disbelief. Taking the sheets, I wrapped myself to protect my skin from the coldness that seemed to come out of no where.

When he came back out, he looked at me with a small glint in his eye.

"Are you serious?"

He shrugged his shoulders before sitting down on the bed and pulling the sheets towards his own body before lying down next to me, "Night, Selene."

I felt my lips part in shock. But I wasn't going to give into his little game.

I snuggled in closer to him, his back hitting my chest as I hugged him tight. When he didn't brush me off, my hand slipped down his torso and towards his lower front.

His bulge made me smirk softly to myself as I began palming him. He turned around, staring straight at me before I stared up at him smugly, "Night."

I turned the other way, but his frame quickly jumped over mine, his hands holding my waist down as he took off his clothes.

"I just can't turn away from you, baby."

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You guys should check out the story I've been working on, on the side: The After Effect. It's super short and takes no time at all ♡