listen. LISTEN, all i've been thinking about recently is sub!harry and i genuinely feel a little dizzy but dom!harry is something i strongly agree with and i feel like no matter whether he's sub he's still dom, ya feel?
i. the way he'd whine and whimper, laying restlessly on the bed, tightly fisting the sheets while you touched yourself before him, forbidding him of touching you and himself
ii. the way tears would pool in his eyes and slowly trickle down the sides of his face, his prick aching in desperate need of relief
iii. the way he'd beg for you to have mercy on him:
"Please— God, please!"
"S'what you get for constantly teasing me," you told him, stroking his cock torturously slow.
"Told you I was sorry, didn't I?"
"Sorry's not quite enough, is it?"
"What else do you want me to do?" he asked desperately. "promise I'll be a good boy— 'm your baby boy."
"Been a real bad boy though, haven't you?" you thumbed over his slit, hearing him hiss and grip the sheets even tighter.
"Promise I'll behave from now on, promise I'll be good— fuck!" he moaned when you suddenly dipped your head, giving his tip a lick before puckering your lips and pecking the head of his cock.
"Hm..." you hummed, thoughtfully. "I don't believe you." you removed your soft fingers from him then, getting up off of the bed and pulling on the bottoms you'd been wearing before you decided to play this game with him.
"No! No, no, no, please! Please, let me come— let me come for you, angel. Wanna..." Harry trailed off, eyes diverting to his leaking with pre-come dick as you put on his white shirt he always lets you borrow.
He thought, fuck it, while you dressed; you no longer had control and even though your mouth, your hand and your cunt would feel miles better, he quickly wrapped his right hand around himself, tugging at his stiffened cock faster than you'd been teasing him.
It's something you'd never seen before; Harry touching himself. Sure, you'd done it a handful of times for him because he asked but never had you witnessed this and this, it certainly was something to witness and fuck, were you enjoying it— even more than you enjoyed teasing him the way he did you.
"Good," he grunted, eyes fluttered shut as you stood there, staring at him in awe. His own thumb tapped at his tip and he let out a throaty moan, throwing his head back into the pillows.
"Feels so bloody good." and you weren't sure if the way he was rutting his hips into his palm, and the way he quietly whimpered your name was for you or him.
Harry's eyes opened, making contact with yours as he continued to flick his wrist. "Come here," he rasped and it seemed he'd cast a spell on you because you were crawling onto the bed in seconds.
"Now, you be a good girl and suck daddy's cock, yeah?"
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read my fic yellow tape (i haven't updated in a bit, apologies)
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