STYLE - h.s. au *under severe editing*
Harry caresses my face with his ring-clad hands and uses his thumb to play with my plump bottom lip. I shiver under his touch as his emerald eyes search for mine. "So, you feel nothing when I hold you like this?" He whispers. I hesitantly shake my head, not used to him holding me so intimately. I would speak, but I'm...
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