flower. h.s ✔️

fifty six.

I reached out for him, wrapping my hand around his dick gently, the touch making Harry hiss and I almost pulled back but a quick flick of my eyes upwards had me reassured that it was a good hiss.

I licked my lips before I lent up on my knees so I could reach him and very softly slipped the head into my mouth and sucked. A groan came from above me as I gently mouthed the head, my tongue running around underneath.

I swallowed and as I did Harry's hand tightened in my hair as I slowly moved forward taking more of him into my mouth, my tongue flat running up and down the shaft as I bobbed and I slowly took more of him into my mouth.

Harry's breathing turned erratic as I bobbed up and down him, the head only just nudging the back of my throat as I moved, I didn't want him fully in straight away, just in case I did actually have a gag reflex but also because I wanted to tease Harry.

I pulled back completely, a string of spit keeping me connected to him and Harry's eyes glared into mine as I blinked at him before smiling slowly, I hope he was enjoying this. I was.

"Fucking Christ Buttercup. You're a tease."

Harry hissed as I ran a hand over his wet dick before I slowly took him back in my mouth, my eyes maintaining contact with his as I bobbed down until he was fully in my mouth and started to slip down my throat, my body accepting it willingly.

I broke our eye contact as my nose brushed his skin, the dark hair tickling my nose as I swallowed, my throat contracting around Harry as I kept him in and I jumped as the hand in the back of my hair suddenly tightened and attempted to push my head further forward.

The chair Harry had been sat on was suddenly pushed away, the feet making a screeching noise on the floor and I was roughly pulled backwards, my eyes wide as I gasped for air once my mouth was empty.

Without warning I was pushed back down and Harry hit the back of throat and he groaned above me as he tangled both hands in my hair and started pushing and pulling my hair back and forth. I gripped his thighs as I let Harry take control.

His breathing turned laboured the minute I bravely reached up to start playing with his balls, one hand tightening to the point of pain in my hair but I loved it, the feeling sent shivers of pleasure up my spine and I blinked as I looked up at him.

"Fuck Buttercup." Harry hissed and I smiled at the best I could around him.

"M'not gunna last." Harry warned a few minutes later and I nodded as he gazed down at me.

"Wanna finish in your mouth."

I nodded the best I could again and Harry tugged me away, my lips making a wet popping sound as I lent away, my eyes glued to the way his large hand ran up and down his wet shaft and I could only imagine what it would be like to his hands on me.

"Open." Harry demanded and I did as I was told, my lips parting the widest I could and I flinched the moment the first rope of thick cum left his tip.

I felt it land on my lips and I pushed my tongue further out as Harry quickened his pace, his aim more accurate as he emptied himself onto my tongue, his eyes hard as they practically glared down at me.

"Hold."

I almost frowned but the command in Harry's voice forced me not to as I sat there with my tongue slightly curled so I could hold his cum.

"So pretty Buttercup, my pretty little toy."

My cheeks heated at his words, he considered me his toy? That was new.

But I liked it.

"Swallow, pet."

I did as I was instructed and swallowed his warm cum, it surprisingly didn't taste anywhere near as bad as I expected, Ollie had filled me with horror stories but Harry tasted pretty good, slightly salty and a little bit metallic; kind of like blood.

"Show me you swallowed it Flower."

I blinked as Harry spoke, his words taking a moment to register before I opened my mouth and showed him my tongue, a satisfied smirk on his lips as he nodded before reaching out and swiping this thumb across my lips.

I sucked his thumb as I realised there was some cum on it before Harry leaned back and I smiled shyly up at him, I'm hoping he enjoyed it.

"Yeh' a good girl Flower." Harry nodded as he patted my cheek somewhat roughly before holding his hand out for and I grabbed it as he pulled me up.

"That was...okay?" I asked timidly, I didn't want to be weird but I really needed to know if he liked it.

"More than okay Flower." Harry pulled his chair back towards him and I took my seat again, my fork poking at the turkey and I realised it was only luke warm now.

"That was my first." I admitted, chewing my lip as I glanced at Harry from under my lashes, aware that his eyes widened slightly.

"First of many."

I squeaked as Harry spoke, his words casual despite the subject and Harry smirked at me and I had to admit I hoped that was true, I had really enjoyed making Harry feel good.

There was a certain kind of power that came with making a boy cum.

"Your throat is the best fuckin' Christmas present I could've asked for."