Your nails would move down Harry's toned and muscular back while he touched you in ways no man ever has. His touches were gentle and precise and were reminders of how you were so impacted by him. Your body would react to his touch and he loved knowing that he had that effect and power over you. His calloused fingertips would run down your body and leave you completely breathless. The goosebumps running up and down your skin after he'd press his lips against yours would be confirmation enough to prove how you were undeniably and forever his.
His lips would come in contact with the delicate and sensitive skin under your ear and he'd suck that skin until red marks grew in place; another reminder of how you were his. He'd whisper sweet nothings into your ear as you'd rake your nails down his soft skin and you'd leave red marks in their wake. Now it was your turn to show him how he was yours.
Your lips would carefully wander down his body leaving light peppered kisses along his skin and he'd look at you with wide eyes and a devilish smirk across his face. He loved knowing that just as he liked to mark you as his you liked to mark him as yours. It was a back and forth between the two of you and you'd proudly wear those marks on your skin for all the world to see.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionNothing, just Harry x reader imagines :)) Show love vote, comment & like! Cringe Warning, With a bit of SMUT ;)
