Harry Potter Imagines (SUGGESTIONS OPEN)

Tonight - Harry (personal imagine)

Suggestion: Hi, uhm I wanted to ask if you could write an Harry Potterx male Slytherin story? Suggestion made by Philipp whom later told me that he wanted a personal smut imagine.
Warning: it's not really all that smutty, but it's suggestive
Credits to the author of the imagine who inspired this part

It felt as if no one were around you two, whirling around the floor, your sliver eyes avoiding the green forest that enchanted his. His head pressed to your chest as your bodies moved in sync. It felt so much like a dream, to be warmed by him, being the center of it all. Everything leading up to it was etched in fear, but now that it was happening—that tonight was happening—nothing could've felt more right.

The sounds of the orchestra swirling through the air had your particular focus, even though Harry Potter was in your arms, the only thing you'd dreamed of since first year. It was right, but your time with him was being wasted with every minute you spent on the floor.

"We should get out of here,"

You slipped past everyone that crowded the centre of the ballroom, and quickly tried to gather yourself as the space between you and the Slytherin commons room thinned. Your hand found his as you stepped up the stairs, opening the door once you reached the top.

Even with all the lights, it seemed as if a certain passion inside of you guided you to push him up against a wall, a hand in his hair and the other on his back. He let out a quiet, sharp breath. It grazed across your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps on your pale skin. You leaned in for a kiss, but were met by his lips quickly, as he wanted to kiss you more than you had known.

Clothes soon gathered on the floor, slowly but surely.

When inside the ball, you wanted to spend as much time as you could with him, not wanting to waste a single second. But something about his lips against yours wanted to make tonight special — passionate.

As you slid his blazer off, a cold rush of air flew through the both of you once it hit the floor. You left laced patterns of kisses on his neck, each deepening the pit of warmth in Harry's stomach. You slowly pulled his button up out of his pants, not letting go of it as he whispered to you,

"You have no idea how long I've waited for tonight,"

Hihihi! I hoped you enjoyed this imagine! Remember to leave a suggestion if you want me to write something I haven't yet! Make sure you specify if you want it to be gender neutral, female reader, or male reader please! Thank you so much for reading, i love you guys a lot. Thanks to Philipp for suggesting this part, all the love to him!

Bye!