This is one of the best stories I have read… er, ever maybe? I am just IN LOVE with it! Wow, this comment is going to be long. Here goes:
Harry asks, his voice dark and quiet, unmoved Unf such a powerful description. I love how I can clearly picture Harry here, all stern and in control.
He's not sure if he's trying to get away or get enough friction to come. Ahhh, so hot!
"No. No, Daddy," he says and then spreads his legs. I love the contrast of his words with his actions. Amazing!
Teddy's always admired this about him, that his power is so quiet. Yet it's always simmering, right there below the surface. I love how this can translate to not only Teddy’s clear admiration and feelings for the man, but also the sort of dynamic I am sure he adores in the bedroom with Harry.
Mrs Weasley seems to be clucking in the affirmative, though Teddy couldn't care less at the moment. He's now openly watching Harry, who doesn't move a muscle – except to calmly lift his gaze and hold Teddy with an unreadable look. It makes Teddy's heart pound erratically, but he maintains the eye contact as the rest of the family talks over one another and passes dishes across the table. Teddy allows a small smile. Harry leans back in his chair and slowly lifts his wineglass to his lips. Teddy finally looks away. Oh goodness, all the tension in this exchange is just divine! I felt like I was holding my breath as I read it all!
He just leaves Teddy there to feel the racing of his pulse and the horribly sudden enormity of his arousal. Gosh Harry is so… not quite dark or deviant but there is something powerful and almost harsh in his teasing. I adore it!
Oh damn I won’t highlight the entire next section, but AHHH! So delectable! Goodness, all the beautiful dirty talk and daddy!kink with Teddy being so desperate and Harry so in control. How excited Teddy is to drop to his knees and suck Harry and how Harry lets go of his control just a bit with that heady groan he releases at the end. UNF!
What Teddy has gleaned about what Harry thinks of what they do has come entirely from the bits of Harry's thoughts that he's let Teddy See before he clamps his mind down.
Guilt. Pain. Desire so strong it races along Teddy's bones, unsteadying him.
I want you.
I'm sick. Oh I just love this! I love Harry having this twinge of guilt, of feeling the ‘wrongness’ of it all but being powerless to his deep desires!
Oh gosh that whole exchange in the bathroom. I have to fight to not highlight this entire story. Goodness, Harry’s raw power, mixed with frustration and desire and need is so compelling as is the effect it has on Teddy. I felt a shivering and heated mess just from reading it, much how I imagine Teddy was feeling.
"You want your daddy to fuck you?"
Teddy whines. He wraps his arms around Harry's neck. "Yes, please. Daddy, I'm so empty inside."
"Say it." The wet head of his prick touches Teddy's arsehole.
"I want my daddy's cock.” Oh god, oh god, I’m dead. Ahhh this is so good I am nearly brought to tears!!!
Regret. Pain. Longing. A wave of arousal so massive it could wash out a town. Harry pushes inside him.
Teddy's gasping, mouth open, gaze pleading with Harry to stop, not stop, not ever stop. Ahh it just keeps getting better. Sigh, I know, I know. I’m just highlighting your whole story… how can one ever just choose which lines from this masterpiece!?!?
God, he loves this next part. "Yes, Daddy."
"You're so good, aren't you?" Harry whispers, his big cock throbbing, deep inside Teddy's arse.
"I'm a good boy," Teddy agrees, biting his lip. His cock leaks onto his stomach.
"You're my good boy." Harry draws out and rams back inside. Yessss, the praise!kink, good god the glorious praise. This is divine!
He breaks, just momentarily. "Come in me."
Harry growls, losing rhythm.
"Does it mean I'm a good boy if you spurt it inside me?"
Goodness, I am just speechless. Why is this so good!?!?!
Harry asks, his voice dark and quiet, unmoved
Unf such a powerful description. I love how I can clearly picture Harry here, all stern and in control.
He's not sure if he's trying to get away or get enough friction to come.
Ahhh, so hot!
"No. No, Daddy," he says and then spreads his legs.
I love the contrast of his words with his actions. Amazing!
Teddy's always admired this about him, that his power is so quiet. Yet it's always simmering, right there below the surface.
I love how this can translate to not only Teddy’s clear admiration and feelings for the man, but also the sort of dynamic I am sure he adores in the bedroom with Harry.
Mrs Weasley seems to be clucking in the affirmative, though Teddy couldn't care less at the moment. He's now openly watching Harry, who doesn't move a muscle – except to calmly lift his gaze and hold Teddy with an unreadable look. It makes Teddy's heart pound erratically, but he maintains the eye contact as the rest of the family talks over one another and passes dishes across the table. Teddy allows a small smile. Harry leans back in his chair and slowly lifts his wineglass to his lips. Teddy finally looks away.
Oh goodness, all the tension in this exchange is just divine! I felt like I was holding my breath as I read it all!
He just leaves Teddy there to feel the racing of his pulse and the horribly sudden enormity of his arousal.
Gosh Harry is so… not quite dark or deviant but there is something powerful and almost harsh in his teasing. I adore it!
Oh damn I won’t highlight the entire next section, but AHHH! So delectable! Goodness, all the beautiful dirty talk and daddy!kink with Teddy being so desperate and Harry so in control. How excited Teddy is to drop to his knees and suck Harry and how Harry lets go of his control just a bit with that heady groan he releases at the end. UNF!
What Teddy has gleaned about what Harry thinks of what they do has come entirely from the bits of Harry's thoughts that he's let Teddy See before he clamps his mind down.
Guilt. Pain. Desire so strong it races along Teddy's bones, unsteadying him.
I want you.
I'm sick.
Oh I just love this! I love Harry having this twinge of guilt, of feeling the ‘wrongness’ of it all but being powerless to his deep desires!
Oh gosh that whole exchange in the bathroom. I have to fight to not highlight this entire story. Goodness, Harry’s raw power, mixed with frustration and desire and need is so compelling as is the effect it has on Teddy. I felt a shivering and heated mess just from reading it, much how I imagine Teddy was feeling.
"You want your daddy to fuck you?"
Teddy whines. He wraps his arms around Harry's neck. "Yes, please. Daddy, I'm so empty inside."
"Say it." The wet head of his prick touches Teddy's arsehole.
"I want my daddy's cock.”
Oh god, oh god, I’m dead. Ahhh this is so good I am nearly brought to tears!!!
Regret. Pain. Longing. A wave of arousal so massive it could wash out a town. Harry pushes inside him.
Teddy's gasping, mouth open, gaze pleading with Harry to stop, not stop, not ever stop.
Ahh it just keeps getting better. Sigh, I know, I know. I’m just highlighting your whole story… how can one ever just choose which lines from this masterpiece!?!?
God, he loves this next part. "Yes, Daddy."
"You're so good, aren't you?" Harry whispers, his big cock throbbing, deep inside Teddy's arse.
"I'm a good boy," Teddy agrees, biting his lip. His cock leaks onto his stomach.
"You're my good boy." Harry draws out and rams back inside.
Yessss, the praise!kink, good god the glorious praise. This is divine!
He breaks, just momentarily. "Come in me."
Harry growls, losing rhythm.
"Does it mean I'm a good boy if you spurt it inside me?"
Goodness, I am just speechless. Why is this so good!?!?!