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midnight-transcendance · 1 year

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draco slammed his book shut. the continuous giggling from across the slytherin common room had gotten on the last of his nerves, and he stalked over to blaise and pansy, towering over them. "please do tell me what you two find so funny so i can destroy it."

pansy looked up, a sly grin on her face. "we nabbed potter's diary. this page is rather interesting. would you like to read it?"

he plucked the leather bound book from her grasp, rather forcefully. he walked a little ways off towards the fireplace for its light, though the lighting was perfectly fine by his friends. "what could possibly be amusing about his life?"

the brunette followed him, on her toes to read over his shoulder. "he likes guys, that's what! imagine that, being gay! and there's one in particular he is fond of." she lowered her voice to an amused whisper. "it's you he fancies, draco. isn't that revolting?"

blond hair brushing her away, draco glared over his shoulder. "pansy, do me a favor. sod off."

she frowned but complied with his request. blaise welcomed her back to her place beside him, and they watched draco.

his interest, however, was not in the words on the page. rather, it was the page itself that caught his attention. the small stars and hearts drawn in the corners made him smile involuntarily, though he hid it well with a smirk. who knew potter could do something so cute? his finger ran over the grooves of the terrible handwriting of the great harry potter. somehow, he found it comforting, knowing that even the chosen one couldn't be entirely perfect. even as he read the writing, he hardly registered the words other than his own name.

blaise and pansy took his interest in the wrong way. they thought him to be gathering information to be used against potter, that he was absolutely disgusted at the thought of a guy liking him. in reality, he was only happily studying the chosen one's handwriting. he'd never told anyone, but he greatly enjoyed linguistics and forensic graphology. being able to study the writing of the famous harry potter was an opportunity not many would get.

an insistent knocking was heard, coming from the entrance to the common room. draco was broken out of his trance, going to see who it was, diary still in hand. it had to have been someone from another house looking for one of the slytherins. pansy and blaise stood behind him as he opened the door.

none other than harry potter himself stood on the other side, a worried look on his face. "i'm sorry to bother, but it seems i've misplaced-"

he caught sight of the book in draco's hand and stopped. he looked up at the blond, and an emotion somewhere between fear and anger clouded his eyes.

draco cleared his throat. he extended the diary to potter but dared not look him in the eye. he knew what the situation looked like. "would this, perhaps, be what you're looking for?"

potter didn't say a word. he ripped the book from his hands and walked hurriedly away. behind draco, pansy and blaise were snickering.

"secret's out, potter," they laughed.

"don't you have anything better to do? dinner is being served soon. go get ready." draco shoved his way back into the common room and shut himself into his room.

he needed time to think. allegedly, potter fancied him. allegedly because draco himself had not read the declaration of love written in the diary, as he had been much more interested in the shapes the ink formed more than the words. he'd only heard it from pansy, and he knew better than to trust her.

potter liking him wasn't a problem. who was draco to decide who potter could and couldn't love? the bloke could be in love with bloody professor mcgonagall for all he cared. except that that implied draco didn't care, and that wasn't exactly true.

the issue was what potter had seen. draco wasn't stupid, he knew he could treat the boy better than he did. but as much as he didn't like it, being a bully suit him well, and it was harder to fight against something you were born to do than to just go with it. potter catching him with the stolen diary would only worsen their relationship, not that they had much of one to begin with.

he didn't dislike potter. in fact, he felt the opposite way. since their first year at hogwarts, he'd wanted to befriend him. but draco was tired. he was tired of pretending to loathe him. tired of making the chosen one feel bad, hurt, ridiculed.

he would apologize. yes, the great draco malfoy would apologize to harry potter and make things right. he only had to find him.

the dorms and common room were empty by the time the blond left the slytherin dungeons. everyone had gone to dinner, no doubt. that's where he'd expected to find potter, but as draco's eyes scoured the gryffindor table, the familiar round glasses and messy brown hair were nowhere to be seen.

he could hear, however, whispers from each table. passing briefly by hufflepuff, he could hear mentions of the boy who lived's name and his own. by the ravenclaw table, whispered "he's gay" and "i can't believe he likes boys!" reached his ears.

finally reaching the slytherin table, draco pulled blaise and pansy to their feet by the collars of their shirts. "what did you do?"

"exposed potter, of course! we figured since you already knew his secret, he wouldn't mind all of hogwarts finding out." pulling herself away, pansy added, "blimey, draco, why do you look so upset?! it's just a bit of fun!"

he didn't answer her. finding granger and weasley, he walked over to talk to them instead. "where's potter?"

"do you think we'd tell you? not bloody likely, malfoy," weasley snarled.

granger didn't even look at draco. he huffed in frustration and turned to leave the great hall, but his arm was caught in someone's hold. luna lovegood was looking up at him from where she sat at the gryffindor table, visiting her friends. "i think you'll find that something is waiting for you on the astronomy tower."

draco released a breath he hadn't known he was holding. "thank you, lovegood."

he wasted no time in climbing the tower. when he reached the top, the silhouette of a certain boy sat on the window, his legs over the edge. next to him was the diary.

"if you're here to make fun of me, tell me what an abomination i am, i already know, malfoy. you don't need to remind me."

"what are you talking about?" after a pause, draco added, "i didn't read it, you know. and i didn't tell blaise or pansy to take it."

potter looked at him. "but you know, don't you? they told you."

draco shook his head. "i know better than to trust what pansy says. all she cares about is gossip."

"well, it's true. i do like you."

the blond had no response, so instead he asked, "can i sit with you?"

potter nodded, and he swung his legs over the edge as well.

"how could you like me after all i've done to you? i've been a monster, harry."

the boy shrugged, not even realizing the use of his first name. "i've been treated worse. and besides, i don't think you wanted to be bad. i don't think you want to be bad now. it's my fault, anyway. you wanted to be friends with me our first year, and i turned you down."

"that doesn't justify my behavior, or explain why you like me."

at this, potter blushed. "well, you're really pretty."

draco's eyes widened, and a sort of gasp left his mouth. "you think i'm pretty?"

"yes, of course! have you not seen yourself, draco? and did you really not read any of the diary? it's in there." potter picked it up, flipping through the pages, his eyes bright. "see? right there. and the page after, and the one after that."

as draco read, he actually paid attention to the words. time after time, he read potter describing his eyes, or his hands, or his hair, or how smooth his skin was. he felt his cheeks warm. "no one's ever told me they thought i was pretty."

"i would tell you every day." suddenly, potter's eyes dulled, and he drew back. "but that's not right, is it? two boys loving each other. you don't even like boys."

"i wouldn't pay you as much mind for as long as i have if i didn't, harry. if i didn't like you. and who's to say two boys can't love each other?"

"you like me?"

"merlin's beard, harry!" draco exclaimed. "do you see nothing, even with those glasses? i've only been doting after you for the past six years!"

the brunette snorted. "well, how was i to know? you've said yourself how mean you've been to me!"

draco laughed. "yes, i've never been good at expressing myself. i suppose being a malfoy has done that to me. but i've sent you chocolates and flowers every year for valentine's day!"

"what? i've never received anything, only from ginny, the poor girl! and they were expensive gifts, too. i wonder how she came to get them."

"that slimy git! she's been crediting herself for those gifts! those were all mine to you!" draco shook his head. "nevermind. i'll deliver them myself this year."

a silence settled between the two. they watched the stars in the nightsky, the trees swaying in the forest below. it was peaceful on the astronomy tower, and neither boy had a mind to leave anytime soon.

but silence could not exist forever. a distant roll of thunder had the boys withdrawing from the window, settling against the railing of the stairs together instead. from there, they could still see the stars and be protected from the oncoming rain at the same time, should they stay long enough for it to arrive.

"draco?"

"yes, harry?"

"if... if we both like each other, could we date?"

"i don't think so." quickly, he added, "i'm not rejecting you, harry, but i don't deserve a happy ending. i have to make things better first."

harry held draco's hand gingerly. "i understand. but i would really like to be with you, so if it's only me you need to make things right with, hurry up and apologize, would you? i think a kiss would do nicely."

"you're getting bold, potter," draco laughed. "come on. dinner's almost over, and you should eat."

"harry."

"what?"

"i want you to call me harry. and let me hold your hand. that's all i want until you believe you've redeemed yourself."

draco smiled. "alright, then. let's go down now, shall we?"

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teacup-gathering-itself · 7 months

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Closeted Harry coming out to Ron after his breakup with Ginny and Ron just being like, “cool just don’t date one of my brothers”

Fred and George freezing and looking at Harry with nothing but absolute delight at the potential mischief.

Harry making eye contact with them, immediately understanding their intentions, and winking as he puts a finger to his lips, shushing them.

Ron following Harry’s line of sight and screaming “NO. NO. FUCK NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT.”

Harry and the twins platonically flirting in the most obnoxious ways imaginable.

Harry showing up to breakfast in the Great Hall late with a different twins sweater on, looking debauched. One or even both the twins give him a salacious once over. Ron wants to sink into the floor and die.

Ron eventually gets used to this but absolutely loses it when the rest of his brothers send him their sweaters and flirt with him at the Burrow.

The Weasley boys sending flirty howlers to Harry just to send Ron spiraling.

Ron being so relieved when Harry dates literally anyone who isn’t one of his older brothers.

#harry potter thoughts #harry potter imagine #hp imagine #harry potter #harry potter rant #drarry #harry x draco #harry potter fandom #harry potter crack #ron weasley #george weasley #weasley twins #fred weasley #weasley wednesday #ginny weasley #percy weasley #charlie weasley #bill weasley #hogwarts fanfiction

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faiell · 2 months

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caught

#drarry #hpdm #harry is down bad #i imagined harry is an auror here?#anyways i wanted to have draco drawing his wand on him and harry barely reacting #what’s that one tag again #harry potter is obsessed with draco malfoy #doodle

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panevanbuckley · 4 months

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soulmate au where your soulmate's thoughts appear on your skin except your soulmate has adhd and your body becomes a living canvas of nonsensical, never-ending, constantly entertaining trails of thought

#like out of all the soulmate aus i always found the 'thoughts on skin' one most unrealistic #because my damn brain never shuts up! there's no way my soulmate would just be getting one random thought appear on them 😭#imagine your otp #soulmate au #writing prompt #drarry #wolfstar #jegulus #buddie #lestappen #maxiel #landoscar #sebchal #martian #sambucky #sterek #IF ANYBODY WRITES OR FINDS A FIC LIKE THIS FOR ANY OF <<THESE SHIPS PLS PLS SEND MY WAY 🙏

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sacrificialter · 10 months

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Harry Yes

Also Draco gifted Harry the little chain for his glasses and Harry loves it you cannot convince me otherwise its definitely warded and charmed and when he moves it chimes softly just like Draco's magic.

#drarry #drarry fanart #hpdm #harry x draco #I wanna do a whole series of this #like between parvati and pansy imagine all the scandalous content #and between seamus and theo all the memes #sacrificialter

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mischievous-thunder · 5 months

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grangerhater · 7 months

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MINE, ALWAYS

pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

synopsis : they are rivals but once they are assigned roommates for a school trip they actually forget to argue about that, surprisingly accepting they have to share a bed.

warnings: rivals w sexual tension, eventual sexual content, (wanrning : plot before p0rn), piv, bj, f!ngering, one bed trope, everyone is above 18 obviously, possessiveness

smut, enemies to lovers, and some fluff if you squint

The Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade Station, and students excitedly disembarked, ready for their annual school trip. Among the bustling crowd, Draco Malfoy and Y/N Y/L/N found themselves eyeing each other warily. For years, they had been rivals, their rivalry filled with tension and sparks flying whenever they were in close proximity. This trip was no exception.

Fate had a funny way of working sometimes, and in this instance, it meant that Draco and Y/N found themselves assigned to share a room at the quaint inn where they would be staying. The room was cozy, with a single bed taking up most of the space. When they exchanged glances, they both felt a mixture of anticipation and unease at the thought of spending the trip in such close quarters.

After settling in, Draco decided to freshen up. He disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of running water echoing through the room. Y/N took this opportunity to unpack their belongings, trying to focus on the task at hand and ignore the butterflies fluttering in their stomach.

Minutes later, Draco emerged from the bathroom, his wet hair tousled and a towel wrapped securely around his waist. His silver eyes met Y/N's gaze, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. There was an undeniable hunger in his eyes, a longing that neither of them could deny. Y/N felt their heart racing, their body trembling with anticipation.

But just as quickly as the moment had arrived, it vanished, replaced with the familiar tension and bickering that had defined their relationship for so long.

"You're taking up all the space," Draco snapped, eyeing the scattered belongings on the bed.

"Well, maybe if you weren't hogging the bathroom for so long, I wouldn't have had to unpack here," Y/N countered, their voice laced with a mix of annoyance and amusement.

Draco rolled his eyes, his trademark smirk playing on his lips. "Always finding something to complain about, aren't you?"

Y/N raised an eyebrow, a smirk of their own forming. "Well, someone has to keep you in check, Malfoy."

As the trip continued, their bickering continued. Every interaction between them was laced with snarky comments and subtle jabs. But beneath the surface, there was an undeniable chemistry that neither of them could ignore. Every look or touch was charged with unspoken emotion, a tension between them that neither could deny. Even when they fought, there was a deep understanding of each other's feelings that kept them connected throughout the trip.

During a visit to a picturesque village, Draco and Y/N found themselves exploring together. The narrow streets were filled with the hustle and bustle of market vendors, but their focus was solely on each other. They wandered aimlessly, their banter providing a soundtrack to their journey. The tension between them seemed to grow with each passing moment, filling the air with an almost tangible electricity.

As they strolled along, they came across a small park, secluded and peaceful. Unable to resist the lure of the empty benches and serene atmosphere, they sat down, their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them.

"You know," Y/N began, their voice softer than before, "I've always wondered why we seem to clash so much, other than the fact you are a spoiled little prick."

Draco's expression softened, curiosity evident in his eyes. "And what conclusion have you come to, Y/L/N?"

A small smile played on Y/N's lips. "I think it's because we bring out the best in each other, even if we don't always realize it.

Draco's gaze softened, his walls crumbling in the presence of Y/N's vulnerability. "Perhaps you're right. We've always pushed each other to be better, even if we've gone about it in the most antagonistic way possible."

Silence settled between them for a moment, the weight of their unspoken feelings hanging in the air. Then, as if a switch had been flipped, they reverted back to their familiar bickering.

"You're still as insufferable as ever, Malfoy," Y/N teased, their voice filled with fondness.

"And you're still as infuriating, Y/L/N," Draco shot back, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

But this time, the bickering was laced with something different. It held a hint of affection, a deeper connection that both Draco and Y/N were beginning to acknowledge.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the village, they made their way back to the inn. The room awaited them, the single bed serving as a constant reminder of the tension that had simmered between them all day.

Y/N hesitated for a moment, their gaze flickering between Draco and the bed. They took a deep breath, their usual shyness and insecurity being replaced by a newfound confidence. "I suppose we'll have to make do with the sleeping arrangements, won't we, Malfoy?"

Draco's eyes gleamed with a mixture of surprise and desire. "I suppose we will, Y/L/N. Still despise your face though, don’t be spreading around that i allowed you to share my bed."

Y/N smirked, rolling their eyes. "Of course, Malfoy. Wouldn't have it any other way."

And so, with a mix of tension, desire, and undeniable chemistry, Draco and Y/N climbed into the single bed, their rivalry and bickering fading into the background. In that moment, they found solace in each other's presence, their hunger finally acknowledged and their connection strengthening.

When only pure silence was heard right before they fell asleep Y/N heard a whisper yell from Malfoy’s side "You think you're so much better than me? You think you're so much smarter? You're just a nosy, stuck-up, know-it-all-Bimbo!"

"At least I'm actually smart enough to understand the concept of 'personal space!' You're just a spoiled, entitled brat who's never had to work for anything in your life!” she replied firmly yet half asleep

Draco's body tensed at Y/N's comment, their bickering reaching a boiling point. His hands wrapped around Y/N's wrists, roughly manhandling them and pulling them close.

"You're so stubborn!" Draco hissed, his breath hot against Y/N's ear. "Do you seriously think I won't do anything if you refuse to listen to me?"

Y/N glared back, struggling against Draco's grip, but unable to break free.

Draco's grip tightened around Y/N's wrists, a possessive glint in his eyes. He leaned inhis lips brushing against Y/N's neck as he whispered "You're mine, Y/N you belong to me" He trailed kisses down her neck, nipping at her skin as she moaned in pleasure

Draco's eyes narrowed as he watched Y/N struggle against him a cruel smile playing at the corners of his lips. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Y/N's ear as he whispered "You know you want this. You want me to take control, to make you mine" With a sudden movement Draco spun Y/N around, pressing her against the wall. His hands roamed over her bodypinning her wrists above her head as he claimed her lips in a rough, possessive kiss.

Y/N moaned into the kiss, her body responding to Draco's touch despite her angerHe pulled awaya wicked grin on his face as he leaned in to whisper in her ear once more.

"You're mine, Y/N. And I'll do whatever it takes to make you realize it" With thatDraco claimed Y/N's lips once more, their bodies moving together in a frenzy of desire as he asserted his dominance over her once more

Y/N's struggles ceased as Draco's touch sent shivers down her spine. She arched her backpressing herself closer to him, craving more of his touch. Draco's hands roamed over her body tracing every curve and dip, igniting a fire within her.

Their bickering forgotten, they gave into their desires their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. Draco's lips met Y/N's, his tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned in pleasure. He pushed her onto the bed, his hands roaming over her body as he stripped her of her clothes

Draco pushed Y/N against the wall, his lips crashing against hers in a fierce, possessive kiss. He gripped her hips tightly, grinding his hard cock against her thigh.

Y/N moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch despite her anger. Draco's hands roamed over her body, his fingers digging into her flesh as he claimed her as his own.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he bit and sucked at her skin, leaving marks of his ownership all over her body. Y/N's body trembled with desire as Draco's hands roamed over her, his fingers finding their way between her legs.

He teased her, rubbing her clit with a fierce hunger before plunging his fingers deep inside her. As he fingered her, his other hand found its way to her breast, pinching and twisting her nipple until she cried out in pleasure.

He continued to finger her, his pace increasing as he took her closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. Finally, he pulled his fingers out of her, turning her around and pushing her down onto her knees.

He unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard cock and thrusting it into her mouth. Y/N took him eagerly her mouth enveloping him as she worked him with her tongue Draco's hands tangled in her hair, pulling her head back as he fucked her mouth with a fierce hunger.

He pulled out of her mouth pushing her back against the wall and lifting her legs up to wrap around his waist. He thrust into her with a fierce hunger, his body slamming against hers with each movement

Y/N cried out in pleasure, her body writhing against his as he took her closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. Draco's thrusts became more urgent and intense, his body trembling with desire as he neared his own peak.

As he continued to pound into her, his grip on her throat tightened leaving marks of his ownership all over her body. Y/N's nails dug into his back as he continued to thrust into her with a fierce hunger

Their bickering reached a boiling point, with Draco manhandling Y/N and claiming her as his own, he took control making her his in a rough, possessive kiss and teasing her with a fierce hunger before plunging his fingers deep inside her.

Finally, they reached their climax, their bodies writhing in ecstasy as they cried out each other's names. Draco asserted his dominance once more, reminding Y/N that she belonged to him.

Draco's grip on Y/N's body loosened as he pulled out of her, his chest heaving as he looked down at her. Y/N's eyes were closed, her body still trembling with pleasure.

Draco leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead as he whispered, "You're mine, Y/N. Always" Y/N opened her eyes, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"I know," she murmured, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair. "I wouldn't want it any other way"

Draco helped Y/N to her feet, holding her close as they stood there, their bodies still intertwined. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips, his hands trailing down her body as he whispered, "You're so beautiful, Y/N. I could never get enough of you"

Y/N blushed, leaning into him as she whispered back, "I feel the same way about you Draco. I love you"

Draco's eyes softened, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I love you too, Y/N. Always and forever”

They stood there for a few moments longer, their bodies entwined as they basked in the afterglow of their passion. Finally they pulled apart, their eyes meeting as they smiled at each other

Draco took Y/N's hand, leading her towards the bed. "Come on" he said, his voice low and husky. "Let's get some rest, we have a lot more exploring to do tomorrow"

Y/N smiled, following him to the bed as they settled in for the night, their bodies entwined as they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms

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daddiesdrarryy · 5 months

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Draco, 10 years old: Mother, I want that one!

Narcissa: You can’t have him, darling, he’s Harry Potter

Draco: But I want him!

Draco, 30 years old: I want that one

Harry: You want it?

Draco: Yes!

Harry: Okay, that will be our wedding rings

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basiatlu · 6 months

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Day 27: Costume

Pansy and Hermione decide to set up our boys in a special couple’s costume for the Halloween party - unbeknownst to them, of course.

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hollowdeath · 4 months

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i recently came across your blog and i’m literally in love

i’m here because i can’t stop thinking about (adult) soft dom harry that tries to stay gentle but can’t hold himself back :(( brainrot is real

honestly do what u will with this i’m just happy to share it

AAA now you're speakin my language here !!! i will GLADLYYY sit here all day n think abt this one…

content warning: smut!!!! oral sex, penetration, 18+

word count: 750

soft dom harry who wants to let you know he's in the mood by asking you if you'd like a back rub, a foot massage, anything where he can just get his hands on you…once he does he can't help but let his hands wander, his lips following soon after, and he'd quickly get carried away and have you covered in bites before you even realize it…

harry would be so eager to get your clothes off he'd nearly rip them off you as you giggle, telling him to slow down with a teasing voice. he'd be a bit ashamed at first, apologizing with a shy smile before being more careful with you, savoring the feeling of taking your clothes off of you. but if your panties are in the way, he feels no remorse in roughly ripping them off of you to get what he wants.

everyone already knows how i feel about harry and oral…he'll be soooo teasingly slow with you at first, loving the way you squirm and beg for more just before he completely loses himself in your pussy. he'll overstimulate you after you already came to the point of desperation, practically having to push him away from you just to get a moment of rest. he'd still want more, sometimes even convincing you to let him keep going despite your exhaustion. but it's okay because he lovesss to tell you just how much of a good girl you were afterwards, praising you endlessly while holding you close to him to calm down your trembling body.

or, if you gave harry oral, he'd hold your face with his hand as you got started. "so pretty," he'd tell you, encouraging you with his moans and praise. soon he'd get lost in the pleasure, his hand traveling from your cheek to your hair as he starts gently moving it out of the way for you. before long he has all of it completely wrapped around his hand, using it to push your head a bit faster and deeper onto him. his hips would thrust into your mouth out of desperation and cause you to gag. pulling your hair back, he'd carefully make sure you were okay, really okay, before pushing your mouth back onto his cock with the same force as before.

harry being afraid to hurt you as you adjust to his cock inside of you, carefully watching your facial expressions as he slowly pushes deeper into you, the hunger in him growing the longer he looks at you. after you start moaning, whimpering, grabbing for harry's shoulders, he knows you're enjoying yourself and starts to let his guard down, thrusting at a consistent pace before pulling you in for a heated kiss. from there he just falls apart, his grip on you bruising the skin, his thrusts aggressive and sloppy, his teeth sinking into your neck in the most vulnerable places. he's like an animal just chasing his high, using you for his pleasure.

you try not to whimper too loud because then harry comes out of his state of bliss, realizing how aggressive he's being with you before slowing back down. you'd always beg him please, please harry, it's okay, because you secretly love how overcome with lust he gets with you. but he really doesn't want to hurt you, so he tries to stay focused, but we know he just can't help himself…as soon as his eyes droop closed you know he's desperate again, burying his head in your neck as he practically growls into your skin. "fuck, [y/n], feel so good…"

it's not long before harry's pounding into you, waves of pleasure taking over his body. sweating, gasping for breath, hands digging into your hips as he warns you that he's about to cum. sometimes he's aware enough to pull out and finish on you, but other times he's truly so lost in the moment that he cums inside you, his hips flush with yours as you savor the sensation. though he's always a bit flustered afterwards, making sure to ask you plenty of times if you're okay, or if he hurt you, or if you need anything. once he knows you're good, he'll instantly start getting ready for round two because he just can't get enough of you.

[thankyouthankyouthankyou for sending this in, this is pretty much exactly what all of my daydreams of harry consist of lol]

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