Prejudice (h.s) [UNEDITED]

one hundred one : "dinner table."

[ book ending soon :) // mature content ahead ]

"Well, well, well." Serena wanted to roll her eyes as she stifled a laugh that wanted to be let out. She sees Harry across the door with a grin, she throws her bag to the side and crosses her arms. "Yes? Anything wrong?" Harry shook his head and walked closer to her, his right hand snaking around Serena's lower back and his other hand, slamming the door behind her shut.

He nears his lips to her ear and whispered darkly. "You know what you did, Serena." She breathes out a breathy sigh as she whispered back at him, her hands were traveling along the buttons of his blouse. "I didn't do anything."

Harry was in no mood to play around, he could barely keep himself together when he clicked on the photo Serena sent him. It made him insane, and he wanted to claim her right now. He places a tight grip on her hips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, his lips started to travel around her exposed neck, planting marks and sucking on it while Serena mewled.

She could feel something poke her thighs and she knew that Harry was already in too deep. She held his cheeks as their lips crashed, their kisses were hungry and needy. Harry didn't even waste time to walk to the dining area and lay her down the large and empty table. Their lips never left each other. He ran his hand from her chest, fondling her mounds and massaging it harshly and down to her thighs. The smallest friction causing Serena to buck her hips into motion and for her lips to part. She looked like a goddess.

"So fucking wet for me. Were you this wet when you sent that picture, baby? Did you need me that bad, love?" His dirty talking only made her feel more hot, his voice sounded so deep and sensual and she loved every second of it. "Yes, yes. I need you so bad, Harry." The way his name rolled off her tongue drove him mad, it sounded so sinful.

His skillful hands rolled off her dangerously short skirt off of her waist, only leaving her in her lace panties that Harry adored. His fingers started to draw circles around her nub, it made her writhe under him. Her lips started to mutter out incoherent curses as the pleasure started to increase. Once he sees Serena being completely overtaken with pleasure, he slid on two of his fingers in her.

The sudden intrusion made her back arch, her black bra peeking in between the buttons that Harry undid earlier. "That feels so good, oh god." She ran her fingers through her hair as Harry continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her entrance. He kissed her lips again, his other hand holding her chin as he pulled her close. He suddenly felt Serena stiffen up, her lips remained parted while Harry's lips were on the side. He smirks, he knew he found her spot.

He rammed his digits in, slipping in another and thrusting it in the same angle as he did before. Serena lets out a loud moan, almost on the verge of screaming as her thighs shook. "F-Fuck! Harry, oh god, fuck, fuck fuck!" Harry almost lost his mind seeing Serena scream from under him, it looked so erotic. "That's right, baby. That's right. Scream my name, scream for me, let them hear who you belong to.

"Fuck— ah! Harry, right there, right there!" Her walls clenched against Harry's fingers, he continued to ram his digits in in the same rough and speedy pace, Serena was clawing down his back as her moans turned into screams.

She panted, Harry took out his hand and kissed her lips softly. Harry never fails to impress her, especially in the bedroom, she flashes a tired smile at him that Harry gladly returned. "Tired?" She nods. "I should take you to bed." She grabs his hand and looked at him with dark eyes.

"But we're not done yet?"

All of a sudden, Harry found himself naked and leaning against the edge of the table with his hand gripping on Serena's hair as she bobbed hear head up and down on Harry's manhood.

The way she looked at Harry with those wide eyes and how her pink lips wrapped his erection was art, Serena was doing wonders to him.

"So fucking good, baby. So good." He also made sure to make her know that she was doing amazing, which she was. Serena was a sport, she bravely took in all of Harry's length with every suck, her warm tongue sent vibrations that increased the euphoric feeling he got from her mouth. He knew he was coming soon, he held her hair up and began to push her head farther down. Serena slightly choked once she felt the tip of Harry's dick hitting the back of her throat but kept it in there, she knows he was near and she wants him to reach that peak.

"O-Oh, fuck." His voice went octaves deeper as he harshly pulled her hair back, a loud pop resounding in the dining room as he came all over her chest. The lust in their eyes didn't falter, Serena pushed Harry back against the table and climbed above him. Harry had that mischievous grin as he watched Serena straddle his waist. "What are you going to do, love?"

Serena licks her lips. "'Guess you're about to find out." She carefully had her hand around his dick as she positioned herself above it, sliding down as she felt herself stretch out the deeper she goes. The moment Harry's whole length was in, she already felt like she was floating.

Harry took it as his turn, his hands gripped on her sides as she bucked his hips upward. The sound of skin slapping was like music to his ears. She was so tight and so warm, he instantly felt the hunger to ram inside of her faster. The pace was too much for her, she massaged her breasts as she bit her lower lip to try and contain her moans.

He didn't like seeing her stop herself from losing control. He pounded himself rougher in her, hitting her sweet spot over and over again, and it was enough to make her let out a squeak as she whimpered. "Fuck, fuck! Harry, please, please... I'm coming, oh god. That feels so good, don't stop." She sounded like she was crying, and there's a chance that she is. She felt like she was being wrecked, there was a pit in her stomach bubbling as Harry continued to fuck her senselessly. She can't even keep herself up as she laid above his torso.

He places his arm around her back and speeds up his pace. He was also nearing his high and he knows she is too. "Y-Yes, yes, oh my god, yes. That's so good, fuck me so hard like that." Serena was biting off curses, Harry was grunting, his thrusts were getting sloppy every second as he felt his release arriving soon.

"Fuck." With one last thrust, Harry came inside of her, his juices slightly leaking out of her cavern. She laid tirelessly above him, she had no strength and energy to move a muscle.

The fact that they fucked on their dining table was difficult to process, but honestly, none of them really cared at that moment.

"I love you." He mumbles out, carefully sitting up and gently fixing Serena in his arms. "I love you too." She laid there, carried by him up to their room, feeling his warmth and listening to his heartbeat as she drifted off to sleep.