Title: Good Boy Pairing: Charlie/Harry Rating: NC-17 Words: ~750
"Fuck, sweetheart," Charlie moaned. "You're so good at that."
Harry grew warm at Charlie's words and sucked harder, wanting to please him, wanting to be good for him. He looked up at Charlie through his lashes, his belly flipping at the heat and hunger there, at the raw desire mingled with something like pride. Charlie's fingers tightened around the wild strands of Harry's hair, tugging deliciously at his scalp. Harry moaned around the thick length in his mouth.
"That's right, babe, just like that. You know just how I like it, don't you? Such a good boy sucking me off like this."
Harry couldn't quite nod in his position, but he hoped his eyes would shine the truth of his feelings to Charlie, that they'd show how much he loved being on his knees with Charlie's cock down his throat, how much he adored the honeyed words dripping from Charlie's mouth.
Charlie's hips twitched forward, his hands holding Harry's head still as Charlie began to slowly slide his cock in and out of Harry's mouth, instead of the other way around. Harry shuddered, hands on his thighs, cock throbbing between his legs. He loved when Charlie took control, when he took what he wanted from Harry. Most of all, he loved the look on Charlie's face when he did, the way he looked at Harry like he was the most incredible thing he'd ever seen, like he couldn't believe his luck that Harry would give him this. It made Harry feel hot all over, made him feel like something desired and precious.
"Fuck, Harry," Charlie gasped, his hips thrusting faster now, harder. Harry took it all, tilting his face and letting Charlie fuck his mouth. He loved the fullness, the slick slide, the complete lack of control. "You're perfect for me, aren't you? The way you just take it." Charlie punctuated his sentence with a hard thrust that brought tears to Harry's eyes and had his erection drooling precome onto his thigh. "So amazing, so fucking fantastic. It's like you were made for me, sweetheart. Merlin, I love you."
Harry's eyes fluttered closed as his already racing heart picked up speed. He loved Charlie too, and it was hardly the first time Charlie has said it, but it still made something flare up inside of Harry, as bright and hot as the sun.
Pairing: Charlie/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Words: ~750
"Fuck, sweetheart," Charlie moaned. "You're so good at that."
Harry grew warm at Charlie's words and sucked harder, wanting to please him, wanting to be good for him. He looked up at Charlie through his lashes, his belly flipping at the heat and hunger there, at the raw desire mingled with something like pride. Charlie's fingers tightened around the wild strands of Harry's hair, tugging deliciously at his scalp. Harry moaned around the thick length in his mouth.
"That's right, babe, just like that. You know just how I like it, don't you? Such a good boy sucking me off like this."
Harry couldn't quite nod in his position, but he hoped his eyes would shine the truth of his feelings to Charlie, that they'd show how much he loved being on his knees with Charlie's cock down his throat, how much he adored the honeyed words dripping from Charlie's mouth.
Charlie's hips twitched forward, his hands holding Harry's head still as Charlie began to slowly slide his cock in and out of Harry's mouth, instead of the other way around. Harry shuddered, hands on his thighs, cock throbbing between his legs. He loved when Charlie took control, when he took what he wanted from Harry. Most of all, he loved the look on Charlie's face when he did, the way he looked at Harry like he was the most incredible thing he'd ever seen, like he couldn't believe his luck that Harry would give him this. It made Harry feel hot all over, made him feel like something desired and precious.
"Fuck, Harry," Charlie gasped, his hips thrusting faster now, harder. Harry took it all, tilting his face and letting Charlie fuck his mouth. He loved the fullness, the slick slide, the complete lack of control. "You're perfect for me, aren't you? The way you just take it." Charlie punctuated his sentence with a hard thrust that brought tears to Harry's eyes and had his erection drooling precome onto his thigh. "So amazing, so fucking fantastic. It's like you were made for me, sweetheart. Merlin, I love you."
Harry's eyes fluttered closed as his already racing heart picked up speed. He loved Charlie too, and it was hardly the first time Charlie has said it, but it still made something flare up inside of Harry, as bright and hot as the sun.