warnings: smut, lewd themes, oral sex(fem receiving), slight dub con, overstimulation, all characters are 18+, Harold is pathetic
word count: 1.3k
pairings: Harold Lauder x Fem!Reader
summary: you know he's a virgin, and yet you want to give him a chance to show you that he can please you...only Harold takes it a little too far
a/n: thanks to me watching Mrs. Fletcher and getting even more horny for Owen Teague, but also thanks to @risretrograde for always helping me stay inspired!!!
dividers by: @/strangergraphics
Falling in love with Harold had been fairly easy, but easing into his inexperience was something else. He was always so hesitant and awkward about kissing you or touching you. But he wanted to be with you intimately. He dreamt about it, fantasized about it. Every time he got hard, he was thinking about how he finally could get with you.
Even if life in Boulder wasn’t what you expected, you and Harold clung to one another to appease the adjustments you were intended to take on. Finding each other, feeling things so deeply together…it all came with the territory when it came to being with Harold.
And tonight, he couldn’t hold back. He couldn’t hold back his desire for you, couldn’t hold back his love for you.
When you entered his room, he fell to his knees in front of you. Because of his tall frame, his head nuzzled against your stomach and he moaned pathetically. When he looked up at you with those wet eyes of his, you could tell that he was feeling so needy.
“Can I—fuck, can I taste you? Please, please…I’ll be a good boy.” Harold whines, nuzzling against your crotch this time.
Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes lock. Harold was looking at you like you were the only thing that even mattered in this world, and to him, you were the only true thing that mattered. He lets out another whine, mouthing at your crotch. You can feel the heat pooling deep inside of you, making your clit engorge as you get even more turned on.
“You…want to taste me?” You ask, wanting to clarify his intentions.
His eyes roll back and he nods. “Yes, yes please.”
He helps you onto the bed, your thighs spreading with ease. You look down at him, on his knees for you. You feel extremely desired in this moment. Hard not to be when Harold Lauder was a virgin who was starved for touch and affection. His hands rub your thighs before he unbuttons your jeans.
When you’re finally on the bed, bare to him, he climbs onto the bed with you. His long body stretches out behind him and you reach down to smooth the hair out of his face. He’s practically purring as he leans into your touch. Harold lets out a moan when he leans in to take a whiff of your heady scent.
“Y-you’re really letting me…lick your pussy?” He questions, his voice nearly cracking. “I-I haven’t—I’ve never…but I’ve watched porn!” He smiles shyly. “Just please, tell me what I’m doing wrong. Guide me.”
And then he parts your thighs even more, and he presses a gentle kiss to your mound. You were expecting something more feral and rough, considering he said he watched porn. But he was taking his time, and it was making you leak even more slick than usual.
“Fuck, you smell so good.” He whispers before letting his tongue slide up through your folds. He purposefully avoids your clit, earning a whine from you.
Harold subconsciously puffs out his chest from the whine you just made. He continues to lick through your folds, sucking on them softly. When he pulls away, he kisses your clit so gently. You squirm to try and get closer to him, but he pulls away even more. His eyes are wet with tears from the overwhelming sensation of being able to bring you so much pleasure.
When Harold dives in once more, he’s a bit more clumsy with his movements. The taste of you has gotten to his brain, and down to his cock. He reaches down to adjust his cock in his jeans, but he’s immediately drawn back into the taste and scent of your cunt. He looks up at you while swirling his tongue around your clit, and he realizes he’s already hooked to licking you.
“Oh fuck, Harold…” you moan.
And boy, does Harold preen at this praise. He knows he’s doing good, but he’s losing his momentum a bit. He continues to swirl his tongue around your clit, and then goes down to dip it into your entrance to taste you straight from the source. It’s like heaven to have your thighs clenching around his face.
“Need more,” he groans. His long fingers dig into the meat of your thighs, pulling you even closer. His face is pressed up against your pussy, lewdly lapping at you.
You whine, reaching down to tangle your fingers in his hair. Harold moans against your sensitive flesh, the vibrations coursing through you. You can feel your orgasm building so fast, and you’re left panting and mewling. Before you can even properly warn him, the pleasure comes crashing over you. Waves of bliss wash over you, leaving you numb and euphoric.
But Harold isn’t done. He’s far from done. He’s just made someone else cum for the first time in his life, and he is riding that high.
“Please,” he mumbles against your pussy. “Please, please please please please…”
You’re so blissed out, you can barely understand what he’s even begging for. But when he begins to suckle on your clit, you begin to have some semblance of what this is all about. You whine in your overstimulated state, trying to pull away. But Harold has his fingers dug into your thighs, keeping you close. With his hold on you, you have nowhere to go.
He slurps obscenely at your cunt, drinking you up completely. Every little drop of your juices has him reeling. He begins to grind against the mattress, his cock leaking in his boxers. The more he laps at you, the more you leak into his mouth, the more his cock throbs. And the bed is the perfect thing to keep him going, even though he knows he’s about to cum. A few more thrusts of his hips, and he’s spilling into his pants with a muffled moan. You whine his name as the vibrations run through your clit.
“So fuckin’ close,” you tug on his hair. Harold moans.
He sucks on your clit, flicking his tongue against your bundle of nerves. Another violent orgasm crashes over you, and you’re crying out once more. Harold’s name slips from your lips as you ride out such an intense high. When you slump down on the bed, Harold doesn’t pull away.
“I want more,” he mewls. “More of your pussy.”
You don’t even know how you can handle even more, but you’re almost too weak to push him away. Harold’s cock twitches in the mess that’s in his boxers when he continues to suck and lick your pussy, trying to clean you up with his tongue.
“So fucking good. Please, please…please always let me do this.” He looks up at you, his eyes wet with tears again. “Please?”
You let out a breath and nod. Harold smiles in a lovesick way, leaning back down to kiss your clit. But the more he presses kisses to your clit, the more he gets riled up to continue eating you out. He can’t stop, he’s just tasting you over and over and it’s driving him nuts.
“Harold,” you whine breathlessly. “Please, I need a break.”
But it’s like he can't even hear you. He slurps obscenely, making lewd noises. His eyes are closed, rolled back as he humps the bed pathetically. And he brings you over the edge, along with himself. Before he can continue, you gently push his face away.
“Please…please…a break.”
He laughs softly, sitting up on his knees. His pants are messed up from the two orgasms, but he doesn’t mind. His lips are wet from eating you out, and his eyes are glazed over. Then he crawls closer to you, holding you in his arms.
“Thank you. Was I a good boy?” He inquires, his voice hoarse.
the stand is my one of my favourite books of all time, at least top 3 and my favourite king for sure, and i decided to start watching the stand 2020 again and either i am too picky or this is shit from a butt
when u lwk feel like there’s nothing left in your life but you just gotta push it aside because you just made ben boyd and harold lauder in gacha life so it’s ok
ok. Im just bored ig… maybe i draw idk anymore just want attention on my posts cuz im needy but not in a weird way—what. Ok. Sorry im AAAAAAHFUCK IM SO IRRITATED
