He continued to lay kisses on the panties until a wet stain covered the entire front, mixing his saliva with her arousal, making him grunt, feeling his cock completely hard.
Y/N lifted her hips when Harry began to slide the garment down her legs, stripping her of it and leaving her naked in that area, showing what he so wanted to see.
God, Harry had to get his pants off fast, or he'd get precum all over it, and he had to shoot a few scenes later.
It's just that he had stayed late nights, jerking off feeling dirty for thinking that way about his friend, wanting to dive between her legs and lick her until she screamed that she couldn't take it anymore, mark her with bites on her neck so everyone can see that he had been lucky enough to have her, and that he was hers now and had been since he met her.
But that didn't matter now, because what he had so long fantasized about was coming true, and he couldn't wait to deliver on everything he promised himself.
With two of his fingers he opened the lips of her pussy and moaned when he saw how a sticky thread of her wetness connected them, and as under that, the pearl shone demanding attention.
"Perfect fucking cunt." Harry muttered and smirked as he saw how Y/N's clit trembled at his words, so did she like dirty talk? he wouldn't forget that. "It should taste even better."
"Harry, stop playing around. They'll be coming for us in a few minutes and I still want to have you inside me." She moaned irritably, breaking a smile on the young man's face.
"Don't worry love, you will."
And he gave the first lick of many.
It was a long lick, causing Y/N to bite her lip hard not to let out a cry. But it was difficult when he was playing with her clit between his teeth.
Harry moaned against her at the sweet taste, and thought there was nothing tastier than the delicacy that came out of her, wishing he had it at all hours, in the morning, in the afternoon, at night, always.
He would make sure he had it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." She sobbed.
He licked and licked until he was sure the wetness had spread to his chin and his neck, which only made him harder. He liked it messy.
Y/N moaned and arched her back at the feel of his tongue stimulating all the weak spots that she had, and when he put it in her hole, she felt that she would die right there.
"Harry!" She moaned. "God, shit."
He laughed, wishing that the dress wasn't in the way so he could see her angelic face, how her eyes turned white and how her mouth opened, letting a thread of drool fall that he'll gladly lick.
He simulated thrusts with his tongue, closing his eyes at the taste, until she squeezed his hand.
"Please, I can't wait more." She said.
Obediently, Harry got up from the floor and his eyes darkened even more when he saw her fucked up face, with makeup running down her flushed cheeks and her eyes sparkling, she couldn't be more beautiful.
"So beautiful, you are." He told her, putting his hands on her cheeks so he could kiss her again, rubbing her tongue against his making her moan at the taste of her. "I'm going to fuck you so good, everyone will notice what happened."
God, she could cum with just his deep voice and thick accent in seconds.
He continued to kiss her as he unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his pants and underwear, moaning at the cold air on his cock.
"Fuck, pet." Harry threw his head back, staring at the ceiling as her hand wrapped around his length, shaking it wildly at the same time that he raised her dress to her waist. "We'll have time to do it correctly, don't worry."
He pushed his hips against her hand, until she guided him into her hole, and he slowly pushed himself inside her.
They both gasped, Harry feeling the dampness, warmth and tightness of her cunt, and Y/N feeling that his cock was the perfect size to encompass all of her weak spots.
"Baby." He groaned, closing his eyes in pleasure. "You're so perfect."
"Harry." She gasped, feeling the deep, wild thrusts. "God, you shouldn't have eated me out, now I'm not going to last."
"I couldn't walk around without knowing what you taste like. And don't worry, I'm not going to last either." They both laughed, but quickly returned to the role.
The sounds inside the dressing room were worthy of a pornographic movie, with his balls against her, the moans of both, anyone who heard them from outside would know what was happening.
"So fucking good." Y/N said, wrapping her legs around his waist so as not to be separated from him, she never wanted to be separated from him.
"Yeah? You like it? I can feel your wetness staining my pants, what if we go out and everyone sees it? Would you like me to walk around with your cum dripping down my pants?" Harry whispered in her ear, trailing kisses along her neck.
The dirty talk only brought her closer to orgasm, furtively nodding her head and bringing her mouth closer to Harry's so she could kiss him again.
"I'm so close, H." She sobbed when they parted, prompting him to speed up his movements, inadvertently touching her G-spot "Harry, there!"
He smirked when he found it.
"Is it there, sweet girl? I'm touching it?"
"Yes, yes, yes." She said, desperate for relief.
Harry continued to thrust there until Y/N's walls contracted surprisingly and an indescribable heat filled his member as she arched her back and clung to him, letting out soft moans.
He grunted as the wetness slid down his balls, thrusting three more times to finish inside her, staining her insides with white.
"Fuck" He sighed tiredly, hugging her and hiding his face in her neck. "You're okay, lovie?"
She murmured a little "yes" and continued to hold him, feeling him soften inside her.
"Blessed wrong script." Y/N smiled, leaving loud kisses on the shaven cheeks of Harry, who was flushed.
"I really want to take you out on a date, though." He replied. "Would you like it?"
Y/N's heart was pounding against her chest, the way the wild Harry from seconds ago seems to have vanished, leaving aside the tender and sweet man she fell in love with.
She was about to answer when someone knocked on the dressing room door, alerting them both, causing him to pull his member out of her so they could both get dressed.
"Y/N, Harry, scene in three minutes, get out!" Olivia screamed and she walked away.
They both dressed in silence and Y/N snorted looking at herself in the mirror, she would have to go back to makeup and hair to get fixed.
Harry sighed sadly when he didn't get an answer, and prepared to walk out embarrassed. He opened the door but turned around when he heard Y/N's footsteps coming to his side.
"Wait until I finish the scenes that I have left and we can go together, maybe order food at my place?" She raised her head to meet his eyes, and they both smiled.
"Sure, pet." He hugged her shoulders as they walked through the set, already away from the dressing room. "Remember that while we're recording m'name is Jack, not Harry."
"Fuck off."
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