Salute {h.s}

Salute {h.s}

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"I guess I just have a really good taste in music and a really deep obsession with Taylor Swift." He chuckles as he looks down at me. The corners of my mouth lift and I kiss his jaw, crawling in top of him, my legs on either sides of his torso. "Ah, not so early...I wouldn't want to tire you out, Cadette. We don't want you completely sore for training." He sighs. I smile and flip my hair over my shoulder, slowly leading my lips down to his neck, trailing kisses down his torso, past his v-line, until I reach the rim of his boxers. "I'm more worried about you, sir." I wink at him. He laughs breathlessly, tilting his chin up and closing his eyes, gulping. "You're such a tease," He smirks. Amazing cover by @kittennmittens
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“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone. KNOCKOUT IS OUT NOW!!!

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