I wake up a bit sore after a rough night with Harry. I can still imagine his face between my legs as he made me feel pleasure I had never experienced before. As I roll over, I sense Harry's absence on the bed. I get up quickly and head out the bedroom, wondering where he was. I enter the kitchen to find Harry making some delicious oatmeal for me! He is such a good boyfriend ❤️. As I'm eating the scrumptious oatmeal that tasted a little different than usual, it comes to my attention that Harry isn't wearing any pants! (not that i'm complaining 😌)
"Babe where are your pants???" I exclaim.
"What did you think was in the oatmeal?"
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one direction smut
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