it's so weird to think of harry as an actual person but if you think about it he's just a boy who lives and breathes like us all and he has skin that feels soft when you run your fingertips over it and maybe a bit of it is raised from his newer tattoos that haven't quite healed yet but the older ones are smooth and flat and the black ink contrasts sharply with the light tan that's settled on his skin and you can feel his tight muscles hidden a layer deeper and when he moves his arm every fiber flexes under your palms and when you let your hands run over his chest it rises and falls as his breath washes across your face and you can feel the steady rhythm of his heart from beneath his ribs and you can feel it pick up pace a bit as you move a little closer and his lips look so somooth and soft as you let your eyes travel up his body and notice all the little veins and tendons that criss cross through his neck adn the way his skin is pulled tight across his jaw and holy hell
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General Fictionif you're looking for imagines that you can feel down to your bones and cause you to end up a blithering mess on the floor, this is the right place for you.
