Warnings; mature themes, sexual content. NSFW (as the title says)
Divider by @/anitalenia
NSFW Alphabet
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Aitch is really attentive, even if he wants to fall asleep straight away. He's going to help clean you up, get you a drink make sure you're all good!
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Aitch is going to be that guy his cock is his favourite 🤭 he really knows how to use it and he's happy with the size/girth.
He can't pick between boobs or bum it depends on his mood.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Aitch loves to cum on your face, but his ultimate is cumming inside you, filling your pussy and watching it drip out. He also loves to paint your back and ass with his cum.
He loves watching you lap it up, play with it in your mouth before swallowing.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He loves to eat it from the back, you've got the most perfect ass and he wants a taste!
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
You're both in your twenties but you're not each others first by any means, Aitch probably has the edge he's more adventurous and has experienced a few more things than you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Aitch's ultimate is you riding him, just letting you go about it at your pace taking what you need from him.
He loves doggy, especially when you're grinding back against him.
He's not against missionary, your leg up in the air so he can get a good angle, watching you fall apart around his cock it never gets old!
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Have we met Aitch? He's the biggest goofball!! He loves to joke and play around, teasing you in the kitchen while you cook, distracting you from working by doing something stupid naked 😂 but in the actual moment he's more serious, loving. Making sure you're ok, asking what you want/need but he'll probably still try and get something goofy in there!
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Aitch keeps himself well groomed, shaved and tidy. He has a buzz cut up top he wants to be similar downstairs as well!
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
So intimate!! Kisses, I love yous, pleasing you, telling you how good you feel around him, praise and he loves gripping your hand while he looks into your eyes and fucks you slowly.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Only if he's away without you and you better believe he's wrapping your worn underwear around his cock as he does it!! Or if you ask him to show you how he does it while he's away, having you sit watching him as he gets himself off makes him so horny.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Aitch loves feet, your feet turn him on so much 🤭 he's all over them in bed, he loves when you're innocently resting your feet on his legs and he can just play with them. He's also not against taking some of your worn underwear in his case when he tours 😏
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
When you first got together sometimes it would be in his car, the Maybach is perfect for riding him 🤭 but now you live together there's not a place in the house which you haven't fucked on! Nothing beats the bed though!
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
In a nutshell you! Just the way you are, being around you is his favourite thing. He has to keep himself calm if you insist on curling into his lap, you love to sit in his lap at any opportunity and you can tease him.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He's not going to degrade you, he doesn't think that's sexy or healthy.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves receiving; he's not turning down having you give him head. He's sure the image of you on your knees, mouth full of his cock while you look up at him is burned in his mind.
But, this guy LOVES to eat out. Sit on his face, ass up legs spread, anywhere he can get between your legs is good for him!
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It's a mix!! Sensual and rough! He's going to take care of you make sure you're feeling good but he's also not going to treat you like a china doll and be vanilla!
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Honestly if Aitch can get a quickie in everyday he's up for it, in the shower, at the breakfast table, when you're meant to be getting ready. In his dressing room before he's due on stage.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
You both love to experiment but it's always agreed beforehand that it's something you both want to try and there's always clear boundaries and the fact it can end at any time.
When you first got together you took so many risks with getting down to it in his car or somewhere a bit too public.
You were being very loose with using the pull out method and a few times he'd definitely done it too late and you were having to use the morning after pill.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
I guess Aitch lasts the normal amount of time when it's happening but he can definitely get it up and running again for a few rounds before it's too much and he's got to stop.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Aitch doesn't own toys but you do! And he loves using them on you, he's also partial to having a few used on him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Aitch is the biggest tease!! You better not start anything because he's going to run with it and you'll be so wound up by the time he gives in to your pleading.
He likes to tease so you're practically gagging for him, begging him to do something.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Aitch isn't the loudest, he's definitely a moaner, all gruff and heated. Love dirty talk, but he's more into you being loud.
If he hasn't got you moaning for him at full volume he's not doing it right. He doesn't care where you are, he wants everyone to hear how good he makes you feel.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Private Jet? Bed in the back? Aitch loves getting you off in it, even when his full team is just behind a curtain he's going to make sure you join the mile high club every time.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
This man is 6ft, he's packing. There's length and girth. The first time you were a little bit nervous about where it would all go.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
If Aitch hasn't fucked you at least once a day he's literally going to be desperate. When he's home from tour you're both basically confined to the bedroom to make up for all the time away. This guy has the highest sex drive which is a blessing because you want to get on him anytime he's around you.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Aitch loves sleep but he's going to make sure you're all good and comfortable before he falls asleep.
You just want to sprawl across him and snuggle; you won't usually fall asleep straight away.
Millie 💖💖 did you see Aitch's freestyle in the car? I hope it aided your recovery!
no pressure to get back here and feed us!! Hope you're doing well & resting up!
I hope Harrison is treating you nice 🤭
Girllll!! I'm not even lying when I say this but that freestyle in the car plus how good he looked actually healed me. He didn't just aid my recovery he was my recovery 😮💨
Honestly it was like having the old Aitch back 🥺🥺
I'm resting up and I done some editing today 🥳☺️
Ahhh that's the dream having him here while I rest and recuperate but alas he's not here 🫠
Millie!! We were rooting for you to revive the Aitch fics on tumblr and now crickets?!?
I have a series, this is my WIP working on these requests... sure babe sure where's the finished projects?
tumbleweed
This has been sat in my inbox since Thursday and I wasn't going to respond but tbh I feel like I want too!
I'm not sure if you know this but fanfic writes usually do this for FREE in their SPARE time, the time they have away from real life responsibilities and worries.
No one is harder on a fic writer than themselves because they know people want new things! People have made request! People are invested!
The past couple of weeks my health has been kinda shitty, I've had drs appts and been in hospital and writing for my man has been the last thing I want to do.
I don't have the energy.
All my spare time is took up worrying about my health.
I will be back and I do have things started/needing editing but I just need some patience and understanding.
I didn't ever think as many people would be invested in me writing silly little fics for a boy from manny!!
It started as something for me and people liked it but having people judge posting gaps and lack of putting things out is exhausting.
If you want to make a request please do! If you think I'm taking too long getting to your request then maybe just maybe have a go at writing it yourself? ☺️
Millie girl!! I hope you're feeling better love! Did you see our boy at the MOBOs 🔥🔥 I hope you did & I hope it helped towards your recovery 🙊
Nonnie 😍 I'm still not great but I did start on a few Aitch requests so I must be feeling better! Ohhhhh I did see him 😍 our mannnn Harrison out there looking fiiiineeee as always 🫠😮💨 although I couldn't help but think he was probably SWEATING on stage in that outfit.
Mills Notes: this is just fiction - everyone's firsts are different. I personally didn't find it a big deal - I didn't want to write a messy awkward one shot for this. So have fluffy smut instead 🤭
First
Aitch hands you the glass of wine, you're curled up on his sofa, you'd come over straight from work. After a day of back to back meetings you're exhausted.
He joins you on the sofa, pulling you closer to him. Drops a kiss to the top of your head. You feel so comfortable with him, but you can't shake the nerves settling your stomach.
You knew at some point it would come up, you've made excuses not to stay over at his house for the past two months out of the three you'd been dating.
"You're quiet" he strokes his hand across your leg.
You turn to face him, leaning to place your wine glass on the coffee table, you sigh softly "It's not a big deal, well it might be, I don't know, you might think it is" you ramble.
Aitch cups your cheek, thumb brushing lightly across your skin.
He smiles, eyes locked on you "Right, take a breath and start again" he laughs lightly.
You nod, fingers tangling with his free hand "Well fuck, this is embarrassing" you bite your lip "I'm - I'm still a virgin" you pull your gaze from his.
He doesn't take his eyes off you, his hand still tangled with yours. You force yourself to look up at him, his eyes still locked on you.
"That's not a big deal for me anyway, I'm sure it feels like it is for you" he smiles. you nod.
"I haven't ever done anything with someone else" you admit a warmth creeping over you. "If you don't want the hassle then, I can leave" you whisper.
Aitch tugs you onto his lap, arms firmly around your waist "It's not a hassle, you're not an hassle" He kisses you "I'm sure I'll be just as nervous as you" he nudges your nose with his.
"So we can? You want too?" you drape your arms over his shoulders.
"Of course I want too" he smiles pecking another kiss to your lips.
"We can take it slow, anytime you want to stop we stop"
You nod, he was so caring.
His hand curls around the back of your neck, guiding your face towards his. His lips brushing yours softly, you melt against his chest.
You lick into his mouth, letting your tongues press together.
The kiss deepens, his hand stroking down your back, rest just above the curve of your ass. You pull back for a breath, meeting his eyes with a grin. "You okay?" He asks, you nod.
Hand sliding under his top, nails drag against his skin "I'm fine"
He pulls his top off fully, discarding it on the sofa. You lean forward, lips pressing against his collarbone, kissing down his chest.
Aitch watches you, his fingers stroking against your hip "anything you don't want to do, we don't have to"
You nod, looking up at him from under your lashes "I know"
Aitch curls his fingers under the hem of your jumper, you sit back letting him pull it over your head.
Part of you is wishing you had put on a slightly sexier bra, realising you're definitely not wearing matching underwear.
Aitch's gaze is devouring you, his hands roaming every inch of skin, lips locking back on yours.
The butterflies in your stomach are wild, gone are the excited ones you always feel around him replaced with nervous ones eagerly fighting their way to the surface.
"So beautiful" He mutters lips inches from the swell of your breast, his hands resting on your waist, fingers leaving hot prints.
His compliment dulls the nerves coursing through you, "Is it okay to take this off?" he hooks his index finger under the strap of your bra, you nod slowly.
"Yea-, uh its round the back" you ramble, his hand sliding from your hip to the clasp. "I know" he smiles nudging his nose against yours.
"We can stop whenever you want" he adds. "I know" you return his smile as he pulls your bra off discarding it on the floor.
Aitch's fingers lightly brush across your breasts, teasing softly at your nipples, before he dips his head lips wrapping around the bud, his hand caressing the other.
You feel the electricity jolt through you, a small sigh slips past your lips as his mouth moves to bring your other nipple to a hard peak.
"Very sensitive" he winks satisfied with his work. You're already flushed with pleasure, you can feel the cotton of your underwear damp with arousal.
Aitch moves you to sit on the sofa, a kiss pressed to your lips, you hold him there tongues rolling together, he presses one last peck to your lips.
Before he starts a trail of kisses down your body, moving lower as he does, until he's settled between your legs on the floor.
He looks up at you, fingers pushed into the waistband of your shorts, you give him a nod. He pulls them down, carefully lifting your feet from them.
His fingers trail across the hint of skin above the waistband of your underwear, "Can we get rid of these?" he brushes his fingers over the cotton.
"Yeah" you bite at your lip nerves going wild, watching as he peels the material down your legs discarding it with everything else.
-
He starts by kissing at the soft skin of your thighs, his teeth occasionally grazing across causing goosebumps. He adds pressure with his hands to spread your legs slightly for him, his eyes flicking over the sight of your pussy, already slick for him.
You gasp as his lips press against your pussy, his tongue licking between your folds, up to your clit.
"Oh, fuck" you whine at the new sensation, his mouth making your whole body burn.
You feel him smirk against you, he pulls back briefly "Alright?" He asks, you nod "yea- good" he returns his mouth to your pussy, his finger gently nudges against your entrance, he flicks a look up at you as he slowly pushes his finger in wrapping his tongue around your clit.
You cry out, head flying up at the new sensation, you'd touched yourself before but this is so different to the way you pleasured yourself with your fingers.
"Harrison, fuck" you whimper, he's pumping a slow pace two fingers curled into your cunt, his tongue lapping and sliding through you slick.
Your hands push against his head. The feeling pulsing through you making your back arch from the sofa, whines leaving your lips as his tongue concentrates on your clot, his fingers tapping against your walls.
"Yes, please like that - fuck don't stop please" you whimper, legs spread wide opening you up for him. He switches his position, rolling your clit with his fingers, his tongue lapping around your entrance.
"baby, you taste so good" he pulls away to praise you,
Then his finger are back inside you now pounding into you, sucking at your clit, you feel your whole body tense, toes curling.
Head thrown back, hands press to the top of his head holding him against you, you cry out, his name tumbling over and over from your lips.
He works you through it, pulling fleeting aftershocks from you with his fingers, lips pressing kisses against your thighs.
Your body relaxes with a moan, chest heaving as Aitch slowly drags his finger from you, his nose nudging against your clit a sweet breathy whine leaves your mouth.
Aitch moves back onto the sofa pulling you into his side. "Feel fucking proud I got that out of you" he smirks, you shove at his chest, pulling him towards you for a kiss, the taste of you coating his lips and tongue.
-
Aitch cups your face as he kisses you, thumbs stroking over your cheeks, you were pressing yourself against him, hungry for more.
Your stroking your hands down his toned chest, shaking slightly, this is something you've never done.
You looked Aitch, as you pressed light kisses against his skin. Your fingers dip into the waistband of his shorts and underwear, fingertips nudging against the head of his cock.
You stop, completely out of your depth, embarrassed. Aitch pulls your hand out of his clothes, links your fingers "let me get out of these and then we can navigate it together?"
You nod heart hammering in your chest, how inexperienced did you look? Aitch stands up, pulling his shorts and boxers off in one.
He leans over you, dropping the faintest kiss to your lips. Your eyes fall to his cock, hard and swollen, he palmed over himself. "You sure you want to carry on?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry I'm so bad at this" you felt the heat rising on your chest, Aitch shakes his head "it was everyone's first time once" his hand caresses your cheek
"You have nothing to be sorry for" he smiles as you nod.
He settles on the sofa, you move next to him, his legs spread out on the cushions, your eyes immediately fall back to his hard cock, already leaking and pink tipped.
Aitch takes your hand, bringing it to his mouth he pressed a kiss to your knuckles.
"Just need you to help me" you smile leaning to kiss him, your lips press hard against his.
You take a short steadying breath, moving your hand back down to his cock, fingers running over the taut skin, his cock twitches under your touch.
Aitch's hand covers yours, curling both around his throbbing cock.
"Start with gentle squeezes they feel good, especially here" he puts pressure on your hand as they make it to the middle of his cock, you nod watching as his mouth fell open.
"Fuck" he hisses, he's watching your hands wrapped around him, your lip pulled between your teeth.
"As you move down you can add more pressure and go faster, yeah like that" he rasps taking his hand away, watching as you pump at him.
Your other hand moves between his legs, cupping at his balls "You're a natural" he laughs.
You can feel your own excitement building between your legs as you watch him, his eyes locked on you, the moans leaving his mouth, the feeling of him heavy in your hand.
You're pumping at him, your wrist twisting as you squeeze at him "is this okay?" you ask, pressing your lips against his jaw.
Aitch has a sloppy satisfied smile on his face "So good, baby, you're so good" he hums, you swipe your thumb over the slit pre-cum collecting on the tip, you pull your hand away sucking your thumb into your mouth.
Humming in appreciation, Aitch's move drops open at the sight, his breathing rapid as you curl your hand back around him, moans tumbling from his lips.
His hips thrust upwards, you're pumping at him, tugging against his cock. "I'm going fuck- yes like that" he's stumbling over his words, the tightening in his balls is a sure sign you're working him towards his orgasm.
You watch in awe as he cums, his eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks, mouth wide open as he moans in pleasure, your hand slowly pumping at him, emptying every last drop from him onto your hand, his thighs and stomach.
He eases back against the cushions, breathing heavy, eyes open watching as you lean down, flicking your tongue past your lips to lick at the cum on his stomach, you swallow it down with a content moan.
"Jesus Christ, sure you haven't done that before?" he smiles fingers brushing through your hair as you curl next to him "No, never but you looked hot" you giggle dropping a kiss to his chest.
-
You lay together on the sofa, bodies pressed together. "Thank you for not judging me" you sigh, looking up at him.
He shakes his head, fingertips running circles on your should "Why would I?"
You shrug "I'm twenty three and a virgin"
"I was a virgin until I was twenty one, it's not a big deal" he tries to reassure you. "It just feels like it, especially in a new relationship" you explain.
Aitch nods, "I know, but you trusting me with it means a lot"
You smile, pressing your lips against his chest. You had noticed how public Aitch was all jokes and bravado, but at home he was Harrison who was much softer and caring.
Your hands were rubbing across his chest, down his stomach. Tickling tracks on his thighs, he cocked his brow at you "want something?" He teases.
You nod, "Want you"
Aitch wastes no time, moving over you so you're laying back on the sofa, he positions himself between your legs. Starting to tease at your soaked pussy, you're moaning below him, hips jerking to his touch.
"Do we need something? I have condoms upstairs" his skilled fingers don't stop playing with you as he asks. "I have the implant" you sigh as he pushes his fingers into you.
"Only if you're sure, I don't mind using one" He removes his fingers, licking them clean. You shake your head "I want to feel you bare inside me, I trust you" you smile, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Aitch nods, all of a sudden feeling nervous, the last time he had been in this situation was his first time, both him and his girlfriend at the time virgins.
You lift your head up to press your lips with his, kissing him slow, he curls his hand around his cock, sliding it between your folds, teasing you with a light tap of the head against your clit.
"I'm so nervous" he laughs, forehead pressed to yours, you peck at his lips, "Why are you nervous, you've done this before" you giggle
"I don't want to hurt you, or put you off ever doing this again" he bites at his lip, you smile up at him "Harrison, I want to do this, with you" you press your hips up against his.
He nods catching your lips with his, slowly rolling against each other "You ready?" he whispers lips barely inches from yours.
You feel the butterflies start up again "Yeah, I am"
Aitch smiles, his knees nudging your legs apart, you're still slick from his teasing, he lines himself up, pushes slowly into you, not all the way he watches your face for a reaction, you're biting down on your lip.
"Relax baby, relax" he hums, you nod taking a deep breath as he pushes forward once again. Your body relaxes slightly under him "you okay?" he asks.
"Yeah, it's just a bit painful" you sigh "Do you want me to stop?" He looks worried moving his hips up to pull out of you, you clamp your legs round his waist.
"Don't you dare" you laugh. Aitch shakes his head in amusement "If you're sure" his lips brush across the warm skin of your neck.
"Really sure" you dig your nails into his shoulders as he nips at your skin, the dizzying stretch of his cock in your cunt burning with pleasure around the edges.
You lift your hips from the bed as he starts a gentle pace, slowly rocking down into you, the pain is slipping away being filled by the pleasure of him dragging against your walls, your moans getting louder with every thrust into you.
"Jesus Christ, taking my cock so well" he sighs.
"Feel so full of you" you whimper, breathy and desperate. Aitch looks down at you, a smile fixed on his face "yeah? You like it?"
You nod, lifting your leg to rest against his back "fuck yeah feels so good"
"Your pussy is perfect" he hums, pressing his finger to your lips, you suck it into your mouth, coating it with your saliva.
He pulls it out, dragging down your body to your clit, watching as your mouth drops open, the smallest whimper of his name tumbles out.
"Touch yourself like you do when you're alone" he instructs, you feel self conscious at first, but once your fingers replace his you're forgetting about your embarrassment.
Aitch props himself up with his palms flat against the sofa cushions, angling his hips so his cock effortlessly slides into you.
Filling you completely, you're sure he's nestled right against your cervix, your brow creases at the wave of discomfort.
"Shit, baby sorry, do you want me to stop" his hips stall, you shake your head.
"no, no please don't, it was just uncomfortable" you reassure him.
His eyes flick over your face looking for any hesitation, but when he's sure you're fine he falls back into the pace he had before, his lips sucking along your collarbone.
"So fucking beautiful" he sighs, the feeling of your walls clenching around him.
"Feel so good, going to make you cum baby, cum all over my cock" his forehead is pressed against yours.
You push your hand back between your bodies, rubbing tight circles on your clit.
You're both panting, the air thick with hot breath and sticky bodies, "Fuck Harrison" you whine the pleasure he's giving you almost too much to bear, you gasp as his finger takes over yours, his hips driving into you as he speeds up.
"Fuck baby, can feel you squeezing my cock" he groans,
You're writhing under him, back arched off the sofa, head thrown back, fingers digging into his biceps.
Aitch grabs your hands, pinning them above your head as he keeps up his rhythm watching you, watching you as you slowly come undone,
He can feel the heat rippling from his abdomen to his balls, his cock straining inside your tight walls.
"You look so fucking beautiful" he hums, you squeeze at his hand in response.
You jerk your hips up to meet his, the sensation of your cunt contracting around him sends him tumbling over the edge of his release.
His forehead buried in the crook of your neck, his hips rocking into you as he empties ropes of cum into your cunt with a deep groan.
You can feel the slow burn in your whole body, hes milking his cock against your walls, finger back on your clit, his teeth nip against your neck.
"Harrison, fuck, fuck" you're spiralling, walls pulling tight against his cock as your body gives into your second orgasm.
He lifts his head to watch as your eyes roll back, your mouth falls open whimpers of his name as you come back down, the tension leaves your body as your orgasm fades.
"Fuck, that was -" you laughed unable to form a sentence.
Aitch slowly pulls from you, moving to your side with a kiss to your temple.
"I hope that's a good thing" he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.
"So good, we can do that again right?" You laugh turning to look at him over your shoulder.
"baby there's so much we can do" he hums, his hands resting on your stomach, you slot your fingers through his.
"Like what?" You ask, feeling him press his hips forward "would love to watch you bouncing on my cock" he hums lips close to your ear,
"Have you bent over in front of me, so I can see that perfect ass" his hand moves to squeeze at your bum.
You push your self back against him, his pushes his leg through yours holding you closer "want to get my mouth around you, have you teach me how to give you head"
You feel him tense, "fuck, I would love that" he sighs "ruin that pretty little mouth of yours"
You nod "want you to ruin all of me"
You feel him groan against the back of your head, you squeeze his hand, "you okay, Harrison?" You laugh.
"Yeah just thinking about you wrecked around my cock" he chuckles "oh so that's why i can feel you perking up"
He's buried his face in your hair "yeah, but I don't want you to get to sore"
You awkwardly move in his arms "how about a bath? And then we'll see how I feel?"
His eyes light up at the suggestion, you sit up stretching out, he wraps his arms around your waist legs either side of your thighs.
"my beautiful girl" he drops a kiss to your shoulder, lips trailing up your neck.
Warnings ; Smut, Oral Fem!Receiving, 18+. Use of the word cunt.
Kitty.
It didn't really take much convincing, both of you already naked, teasing each other. Aitch had been working longer hours but he'd arrived home before midnight for once.
You'd been cuddly, clinging to him as you laid on the sofa together, Harrison chatting about his day, the new songs, the boys at the studio.
•
Once you'd headed to bed things were more flirty, he'd stripped down and you instantly had grabbed for him, pressing your naked body against him.
He didn't waste anytime, licking into your mouth, hands squeezing at your ass.
You loved nights like these where it was slow and teasing, not letting each other have the pleasure of a release, just enjoying the moment.
Aitch had pulled you to straddle him, you were sitting on his stomach, he could feel the heat radiating from your cunt, the damp patch you would leave on his skin.
"Go on, I want you too" he was trying to coax you to sit on his face, let him devour you.
You shake your head, self conscious. Harrison had let you reel off your insecurities, dismissing each one.
"If you want to stop we stop" he's stroking against your hips, you nod because there was no reason to be insecure around him, he loved every inch of you.
You lent down to kiss him, grinding against his solid cock to tease him "okay"
•
He has the biggest grin on his face as you move into position, hovering above him, he teases you at first, fingers rolling through your slick folds, pressing to your clit making your legs shake.
Then he guides you down helps you find the right amount of pressure to put on him, his tongue rests against your cunt, before he starts to move it, sucking against you, darting into your needy hole, licking at your clit.
He's holding your thighs, your fingers gripping the headboard as you slowly start to move, grinding against his mouth. His stubble causing a delicious friction against your cunt.
You're panting, head thrown back as he pulls back slightly for some air, his breath cooling against your soaked cunt, sticking his tongue out letting you grind against it, rolling your hips.
"Harrison, fuck fuck" you're whining, every part of your body on fire with this new position.
"That's it baby, use my mouth" he hums, before diving back in to feast on your dripping pussy. His fingers digging into your ass cheeks.
He bends his legs up behind you letting you lean back, still rolling your hips against him, your finger on your clit.
You pull your head up to watch him, face buried between your legs, sinful noises leaving both of you as he eats your cunt like it's his final meal, like he's been starved for days.
"H- uh fuck please" you're desperate to cum, lip pulled between your teeth. Harrison holds you still against his mouth as he licks and nips against you, his tongue flat as he slowly moves your hips against him.
"Cum for me baby, let me taste you" he instructs before his mouth is pressed back against you, tongue circling your clit as you ride against him, "Harrison- fuck Aitch I - fuck" your rambling, nothing making sense in your head.
Your body shudders as you cry out high pitched and needy. The release flooding from you, Harrison is lapping at you, taking everything you're giving him.
You slowly move from him, legs shaking as you lay next to him, the lower half of his face is glistening, his pupils blown wide with lust.
"Fucking hell" he chuckles, you bury your face in his chest "that was intense" you sigh, your mind still fuzzy.
"Knew you'd love it" he presses a kiss to your forehead.
"Think you really enjoyed it" you smirk, hand curling around his solid cock, moving slowly down the bed "i think i should return the favour"
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