Spank Me (SwH)

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A/N:

Dom Harry with a twist? Don't we love just that.

~ Harry in this chapter ~

~ Harry in this chapter ~

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Warnings:

Restrictions (rope)
Anal Play (Strap-on, dildo, buttplugs)
• Spanking
Oral (M-receiving)
• Nipple Play

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The fishnets were draped around Harry's thighs. He'd been panting on the bed, looking at Rosalia with the eyes of a tiger ready to pounce on its prey. His hands were tied above his head and sweat glistened on his toned chest and the butterfly sitting just below it.

Rosalia smirked. "Getting thirsty, baby?"

He closed his eyes.

That prompted her to get on the bed and move closer to him - his breathing increasing. She lowered herself over his raging erection, trapped under the fishnets. On any other night, he would have complied and given in, but tonight, the hunger in his eyes told her otherwise.

"Rose..." he whispered.

"Yes?" she tilted his neck to the side and kissed him all over his neck. Marking him was the best reward she could get from this. The way Harry's breath caught as she bit him confirmed it.

Harry looked down, taking her eyes with him. Her lubricated strap hit him just above his painfully hard cock.

"Fuck," he hissed.

She clicked the remote on her hands. A humming sound began to play, making Harry thrash against her, reminding him even more of what he craved. She pushed her hips down, the plug inside him working against him. The double-ended side of the strap was hitting her right where she needed it to be, making her let out a moan of pain.

"This is torture," Harry whimpered.

"You want me inside you, love?"

He nodded. "I want answers, baby." Rosalia turned up the vibrations.

"Untie me," it was more of a snarl than a plea.

She didn't answer. His legs were almost shaking, so she did him a favor and got off his lap. This time Harry growled outright at the loss of contact. "I need you."

"I'm right here," she smiled innocently at him, watching him enjoy her red lace and the wetness pooling beneath it, past the dildo inside her.

"Please," he tried.

Rosalia was feeling a little kind, so as an excuse to free him from this cage, she tore a hole through the frilly fishnet stockings. This gave her access to the plug, and his cock sprang up against her.

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