Hi Can I Ask For A Harry Smut?

Hi can I ask for a harry smut?

I'm just making this up on the fly but here we go. Gotta get something out today. And honestly, this is super self indulgent so- and I'm not sure what this-

Warnings: SMUT (+18), pet-names, small choking. If I missed any, please dm me.

Harry's fingers intertwined with yours, his bare hips resting flush against yours. His other hand snuck under the hem of his jersey, raising the fabric up your chest while he explored your skin.

"Should've known how I was gonna react, bunny." Emerald green eyes locked with yours before slowly trailing down your body. He always did love how desperate you looked. "So perfect." he couldn't help but grin.

"Harry," you whined out, your eyes followed the hand across your chest moved down to your stomach, "please, do something." you were grateful the dorm room was empty. The boys would've laughed at you for begging like a whore.

"Hmm, I'm not sure if I should." he rutted against you, moving his hips in a circle just to watch your head toss back and your jaw clench up. 

"Please." Your voice jumped octaves in the middle of your plea. The bastard gave you a hard thrust, causing your back to arch off the mattress.

Harry licked his lips. He always did love how responsive you were, so he told you, in that raspy voice he knew you drooled over. His hands clamped down onto your waist before he began to finally move into a solid rhythm.

One of your hands came to cover your mouth while the other tugged at the bed sheets. Your eyes squinted closed, your mind going fuzzy as stars danced behind your lids. The hand around your mouth was suddenly tugged away, causing a gasp moan combo to leave your swollen lips.

"I want to hear you, darling. Don't hide from me." Harry leaned over to plant a heavy kiss against your lips. His hips didn't stop slamming into you while his lips dragged across your cheek. "Are you close?"

You nodded your head quickly, one hand wrapping around the back Harry's neck, the other around your dripping cock. Your moans bounced off the bring walls before colliding loudly with Harry's.

"Good boy." His hot breath fanned across your skin as he grunted. His hand abandoned your hip and instead latched onto your throat. "Merlin, fuck-" His hand gave your throat a gentle squeeze- just barely cutting off the air flow, making your legs clamp tightly against his skin.

Before you knew it, your hand was covered in your built up pleasure. His name left your lips as your back arched off the plush mattress. Once your walls clamped down around him, it didn’t take long for Harry to finish inside you. His thumb rubbed over your bobbing adams apple while you both recovered and caught your breath.

“I love you.” He whispered, kissing your warm cheek. He let out a chuckle when your chests collided. He sat up, pulling himself free and plopping himself down next to you. “You did so good, hun.” He held your hand gently rubbing his thumb along your knuckles to hide his yawn.

“I love you too, baby.” You giggled, running a hand through your sweaty hair. You raised an eyebrow over the yawn, but decided not to say anything about it. “You did good too.”

“Just good?”

“Keep pushing your luck and it’ll be decent.”

“Ouch. My pride.”