Mommy • H.S

nine ;;

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Sighing, Harry wipes his face of the rain.

"I like being soaked like this." August smiles

"Yeah, I bet you do." Harry scoffs

"Look, I know things are confusing between us but you don't have to be a jerk." August whines

"Look, you're older I get it. I get that you don't want me—"

"I .. I want you, you make me feel so good. Better than any man I've ever been with." August says, climbing on his lap.

"Amazing." Harry sighs

"Why are you so gloomy?" August frowns, playing with his wet curls.

"I never noticed you had such curly hair." August frowns

"Yeah, its cool." Harry shrugs

August smiles, pecking his lips, giggling.

"You have soft lips." August moans

"Make up your mind, like I said I don't want to play games." Harry moans, her tongue licking his neck.

"Sure babycakes." August bites down on his neck, his body slightly twitches.

"Mommy will take care of you." August smirks, getting on her knees.

Her hands, in unbuckle his pants as the rain gets softer.

"I still can't believe you're so hung." August laughs

Harry only smiles, shrugging, "Oops."

August's kisses his tip, licking it gently. A soft moans erupts from Harry's lips. His mind focuses on the pleasure that she is providing him. His head hung back as het pace becomes faster.

"Excuse me? You can't do that here." A voice says loudly

"What?" August asks, her hand slowly.

"August she said we can't do this." Harry groans as her grip gets tighter around his cock.

"I know. Its just you didn't come yet and I want to finish." August smirks

"You can't give him a blowjob here." The lady says loudly

"I can't hear you!" August laughs

"What the— you can't give him a blowjob here!" The lady shouts

"What?" August laughs

"Okay, let's go." August laughs uncontrollably

Shaking his head, smiling he zips up his pants. August grabs his hand jogging into another part if the park. Up the white crusted stairs to the top of the hill.

"God, you're insane." Harry laughs

"Oh god, am I?" August laughs

Harry smiles, while August kisses him. A slow sweet kiss, and for a second she feels like.. this could work.

"God, all my cigs are wet." August groans, she looks over the bridge.

"This is small." Harry states

"Huh?" August frowns

"The bridge, if you like jumped you wouldn't die. Just a broken leg or a sore back." Harry says

"And how would you know that?" August laughs

"Because," Harry sighs, "I jumped."

"What were you thinking?" August frowns

"That I would die." Harry laughs

"Oh.." August's smile fades away, but his smile only get bigger.

"Its cool, I'm cold." Harry shrugs

"Then.. let's go home."

And at that moment everything cleated up. The fog lifting, she finally understood why he acted this way. Plain and sarcastic, why sometimes he would have a sad expression. It just came to her. It cleared. It did.