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“Is it working?” I muttered, half to myself and half to the potential viewer as I fiddled with my webcam. I saw the screen change as a window popped up, displaying Harry’s face. He suddenly grinned softly as he looked at me on his screen, the left side of his mouth curving upwards and creating that beautiful groove in his cheek. “It’s working” he said, with a slight pause afterwards, and a slight sigh of relief “It’s so good to see you baby” “You too, I miss you Harry” I whined, pouting my bottom lip outwards slightly. He was away on tour and a thousand miles across the sea. It was frustrating that seeking his skilled touch, addicting smell, and taste resulted in desperation that he was so far away. It had been three weeks, but felt like years without him. “I know, I miss you too” he said before cautiously glancing over his shoulder. The room he was in looked like a basic hotel room, with two single beds behind him. I looked at one with a tangled up sheet and imagined how long Harrys body would be laying on it, his feet dangling off the end. The smell of his cologne and musky scent lingering on the white sheets after tossing and turning all night, his heated skin rubbing against the empty air instead of my body like it should have been. His own fingers trailing down his bare torso, and his own hand pulling and stroking his length, instead of mine like it should have been “What are you up to?” he asked, completing his check of the room and confirming there was nobody around by his relaxed features. His curls were messy and sprawled across his head, typically he was wearing no shirt, not that it was for me to complain about at all. “Just finishing up an email and drinking my body weight in coffee to stay awake, you?” “Fun. Nothing much, Niall’s in the shower and the rest of the lads are out at a local bar” “Oh why didn’t you go?” “Because I wanted to skype with you, and I could do with some time alone” “Why’s that?” “Y’know” he shrugged, his mouth curling upwards cheekily “When you’re with the same four people all day and all night, you need a bit of breathing space to be on your own, have a nap, watch some TV..” “…Have a wank?” I laughed, raising my eyebrows “Don’t have a clue what you’re talking about” he smirked “Whatever Harry, we both know if you weren’t on skype to me right now you’d be jacking off on that bed right behind you” Harry shut his eyes shook his head in amusement, a smile etched upon his face. “My hand is a trusty companion but it’s poor second best to yours babe, i’ve really been….missing..you” He emphasised ‘missing’ in such a way that I knew what he meant, and exactly, because it had been just as hard for me. He was horny. He must have sensed my silent reaction as encouragement to continue
“What are you wearing..” he asked, leaning back in his chair. I could see the definition in his chest, his deep pink nipples and pendant necklace hanging between his collarbones. His skin was creamy smooth, tanned by the LA sun. “Am I gonna have to guess?” he asked. From the screen he could see the straps of my bra, and baby pink string tank top, but below was a mystery to him “Maybe….” “A tank top” “No points, you can see that” He coughed into his fist, smirking slightly “Shorts…the tiny grey ones I love” I smiled and reached for the webcam, angling it downwards slightly so it revealed those tiny sleep shorts and a portion of bare thigh. I heard Harry hum in appreciation before I repositioned the camera “No, put it where I can see you. All of you” I kept the camera where he could see my face and most of my body. “Tell me what’s underneath” his gravelly voice spoke. “….Another favourite of yours” “Lace. Black” he answered immediately, licking his lips with a satisfied smile. “What about your bra?” I pulled the stretchy material of my vest against my chest to allow him to see the outline of my bare breasts underneath. I could feel the blood pumping through my body a little faster, my heart accelerating with anticipation. He could see my nipples poking through the tight matieral and groaned softly “Naughty girl. Take it off. Slow” he requested. I glanced to the screen, noticing his hand disappearing underneath the view. I could make a guess that by now he was gently teasing himself, circling the tips of his fingers around his belly button, then down the coarse line of hair towards his boxers where he’d lightly stroke the outline of his hardening cock under the tight confines. I pulled my top slowly overhead, exposing my breasts and stomach to him. “Touch your boobs..” he said, and I began massaging them slowly “Yes, do that to your nipples. Pinch them, pretend it’s me” I did as he said and let out a small moan as I pictured Harry in my head, how it felt when he rubbed them into hardened nubs while we made out, followed by the soft wet strokes of his tongue around them. “How does it feel?” “Good”
“Keep one hand there, take the other one down your body” Harry said, and I slowly smoothed my palm down my abdomen as the other hand continued it’s assault on my breast “Take off your shorts” “You too” I replied, watching a grin grow on his face. He shuffled in his seat and reached down to his ankles, throwing the boxers into the air so they landed with a soft thump on the floor beside the bed “If Niall comes in from the shower, you’re in trouble” I said, as I kicked my shorts off, feeling the heat pooling between my thighs. I was wet and ready but my own hands had to play substitute for Harrys thick cock though I didn’t assume it would be any less incredible by the sound of his voice telling me what to do to myself. “Locked the door when he went in. Put the camera down a little more beautiful” I shifted the view so Harry could see my underwear, my thighs spread and fingertips dancing around the edge of the black lace. I tugged gently on the delicate tiny material and pull it slightly, making them press tighter against my body, the middle disappearing between my wet slit. “Jesus Christ you’re glistening” he moaned, and I looked up to the screen. I could see his pendant necklace tapping against his firm chest and I knew then that he was pumping his hand on himself. “What do you want Harry? Tell me” I said as I slipped my hand into my underwear, tracing my finger up my slick folds. My finger was nothing in size compared to Harrys long bony fingers, and how he used one, two, three of them at once to make me writhe and moan. How his knuckles would budge at my entrance as his fingers buried themselves into my hot core, curling up against the sensitive patch and making the breath rush out of my chest. “I want to feel you, bury my face in your thighs, taste you and carress your clit with my tongue until I can hear every breath loud and clear. Moan for me baby, let me hear you” I moaned his name quietly, sliding two of my fingers up my glossy slit towards my clit, rubbing circles around the bundle of nerves. “Mm” I whimpered, watching Harry’s face contort at the sound of my moans as he tugged on his hard length. “Does that feel good? Are you thinking about me baby?” “Yes” “What am I doing to you?” I closed my eyes and lolled my head back, dipping a finger into my dripping centre and recalling the memories of Harry’s thighs slapping against mine on this very chair. His arm curled around my naked waist as he bounced me up and down, growling into my chest as I stopped to wriggle my hips in a circular motion, bringing him close to the brink. “Holding me down, not letting me move while you fuck me. God, your hands are so big Harry” I groaned, pushing another finger into myself and feeling myself stretch slightly to accomodate them. It was a burn when Harry stretched me but a good one, one I craved as I backed myself onto him from behind.
“Oh god” he squeezed his eyes shut, his messy curls falling across his forehead as he leant his head back. I could see the necklace bouncing faster between his collarbones as he fucked himself faster “Lick your hand… show me” I said. He flicked the webcam downwards. I saw his hand retract from his erection to lubricate it, and saw how hard he was. His length was heavy and resting up against his stomach, the tip almost as deep red as his plump lips. His thighs were relaxed against the plastic chair, tanned with brisk brown hairs covering them. He wrapped his palm around it again, tugging slowly and stroking the inners of his thigh with the other. “How does that feel Harry? Talk to me, babe” “It feels….it feels like I need to be inside you. I want to feel you tighten around me…cumming…h-hard” he struggled to talk as his fist pumped himself faster. I rolled my eyes back at his words, wishing I could jump through the laptop screen and finish him off, feel the heat bleeding from his skin and taste him on my tongue. “Twist your fingers, so the bottom of your hand is touching your clit” he pressed his lips together tightly so they were almost white before releasing them and letting the blood rush back to the their usual red, puffy state. “Go faster, grind your hips against your hand” he breathed heavily, his jaw shifting as he let out another gutteral moan. It sounded so desperate, cracked and full of bliss. “You’re close aren’t you, come on Harry, let it go” I panted, my fingers accelerating speed until I could feel myself getting close. I could feel the tingles in my toes, fingers and thighs, preparing to push me over the edge. “Y-you first” he said, his other hand reaching down to his balls and rolling them around in his hand, while his other focused on the top half of his rock hard length. I could see the droplet of pre-cum rolling down the head of his cock, acting as a lubricant as he raced towards the finish “Always the gent- FUCK!” I couldn’t finish my sentence as I felt the first sparks of orgasm, my wrist aching as I ground my clit into the bottom of my palm. “Keep goi- Fuck baby i’m gonna cum” Harry called out, followed by a strangled grunt. I felt my head go woozy as I reached my high, my limbs falling slack and hips writhing as my orgasm rolled over my body in waves of pleasure. My lips parted and the sound left my lungs as the intensity overtook my body. “Jesus your gorgeous” Harry cried as he jolted his slim hips upwards into his fist, the first rope of cum streaming from the tip followed by a loud pant of my name from him as he savoured his climax. More warm sticky liquid oozed out over his knuckles as his pace slowed gradually, pumping the last drops of his specimen out until he was empty. There were a few seconds of breaths and blind moments as we both recovered. My eyelids grew heavy as I removed my hand from between my legs and let out a long breath of satisfaction
“That was so good” Harry groaned, pushing the camera back up so I could see just his face. He was glowing and his tawny curls were dishevelled, but a warm smile spread across his features, a dimple melting into his cheek “Same time tomorrow?” he joked “I wish” “Not long until i’m home, only two weeks. I want to kiss you so much” My heart sank as I remembered how much i’d been missing him, and how I had to roll into an empty bed tonight, thinking of him doing the same on the other side of the world. “I love you” he said, his lips pouting slightly as he spoke. I nodded slowly, giving him a weak smile “Love you too” “Goodnight” he said, looking straight up into the camera now, right at me. I could almost feel his curls tickling my skin as he said goodnight, leaning in to press his lips to my cheek. “Goodnight” I replied, before watching the screen go black
From Harry: I’m on Skype. Come online baby xx I get a smile on my face and log in immediately. I miss him so much now he’s on tour. It has been three months since I’ve seen him and could actually touch him. Otherwise, he texted me every day, calls and Skype’s now and then. I accept his call and see his face on my screen. ‘Harry!’ I say happily to see him again. ‘Hello darling. Nice to see you again’ he smirks. ‘I miss you baby’ I say. ‘Me too. I need you so bad’ he says and bites on his lower lip. ‘Hazz, don’t do this to me’ I say. ‘Mmm I’m so hard for you, (Y/N)’ he groans. ‘Are you wet for me babe?’ he asks. ‘I don’t know’ I whisper. I can’t get my eyes of him. I can see it in his eyes that he’s horny. ‘Feel for me baby’ he says. I slip my hand under the waistband op my sweats and panties and slide my finger over my slit. ‘How wet are you?’ he asks. ‘So wet’ I whisper. ‘That’s my
girl’ he says and takes off his pants and shirt. ‘Take off your shirt baby’ he says and looks intently at my chest. I lift it over my head and lay it next to me. He bites on his lip while he lets out a growl from the back of his throat, looking at my covered breasts. ‘Take that off as well’ he says. I smirk at him and slowly bring my hands to the clasp of my bra. ‘Do it baby. Don’t tease me’ he says. I unclasp it and let the straps fall of my shoulders. I take it off, letting my boobs fall free. ‘Yes’ he says and licks over his lips. He always does that when he’s sexually frustrated. He rubs himself through his boxers, groaning. ‘Take off your sweats’ he says and brings his eyes down to my crotch. I stand up and swing my hips a bit. ‘God baby’ he groans. I smirk and push them down to my ankles. I step out of them and sit back on the bed. ‘You’re so fucking hot’ he says and gets his rock hard cock out of his boxers. I can’t hold back a moan, by seeing his cock. ‘You like what you see baby?’ he asks. I nod. ‘Do you miss this inside of you? I bet you do darling’ he says. I moan and take off my panties. ‘That’s what I wanted to see’ he says. I tease myself and rub my inner thighs. ‘Tease yourself (Y/N), just like I would do’ he says while he strokes his dick very slowly, just like I always do. I stroke my finger around my core, feeling the warmth. ‘I’m all hot for you, Harry’ I say. ‘I know baby. I can see that you’re dripping for me’ he says and moves a bit faster. I push my finger down on my clit, moaning and spreading my legs more. ‘You’re so hot when you moan baby’ he groans and moves his hand up and down on his cock. I rub my clit in circles and eight figures. ‘Insert a finger baby’ Harry says. I do as he says and slip a finger inside of me. They don’t satisfy me as Harry his finger. His fingers are much longer, and they can reach my sweet spot inside of me. ‘Play with your balls Harry’ I say. He brings his other hand down and cups them, rolling them and squeezing them. ‘God, I wish I had your pretty lips around my cock’ he moans and pre cum leaks from the red tip. ‘See what you’re doing to me baby?’ he asks and uses the cum as lube. I moan and pump harder in and out of me. ‘Push in another one’ he says. I bring my finger out and push two in this time, like he said. ‘Ow fuck Harry. This feels so good’ I moan and throw my head back. ‘Yes baby. I love to see you like this’ he moans and pumps his hand up harder and faster. ‘I’m almost there baby. You get my off in a minute’ he growls and swipes his thumb around the tip before he pumps back down and up. I start to play with my clit. Pinching, rubbing and rolling it. ‘Harry’ I moan. ‘Yes (Y/N)?’ he asks while he pants heavily. Sweat forming on his forehead, his curls sticking to his skin, his cheeks turning pink. He bites on his lips and looks intently at me. ‘I’m gonna cum Harry’ I say when I feel the pit in my stomach. ‘Cum for me sweetheart. Cum all over your little fingers and scream my fucking name’ he growls. ‘Fuck yes, holy shit! Harry!’ I moan loudly and feel my walls clenching around my fingers while I pump them in and out of me at a slow pace, riding out my orgasm. I still let out little moans before I get my fingers out of me. ‘Lick them clean baby’ he says while he’s still pumping his hand up and down. I can see that he’s close. His cock is red and thick, pre cum leaking out of the slit of his tip. I put my fingers inside of my mouth and swirl my tongue around them, making sure he can see it. ‘Ow fuck that’s hot (Y/N)’ he moans. ‘Oooh fuck yes (Y/N)!’ he moans and cums over his hand and cock. He keeps pumping, milking himself while he lets out little profanities. ‘So good’ he moans before he cleans his hand of on the sheets. ‘Look what you did’ he says and takes his cum covered cock in his hand. ‘I love it’ I say and bite on my lip. ‘I miss you princess’ he says. ‘I miss you too hazzabear’ I say. ‘I’ll see you soon. I promise’ he says and winks at me. ‘I love you’ I say. ‘I love you too baby’ he says before we both turn off the computer.
“What are you wearing..” he asked, leaning back in his chair. I could see the definition in his chest, his deep pink nipples and pendant necklace hanging between his collarbones. His skin was creamy smooth, tanned by the LA sun. “Am I gonna have to guess?” he asked. From the screen he could see the straps of my bra, and baby pink string tank top, but below was a mystery to him “Maybe….” “A tank top” “No points, you can see that” He coughed into his fist, smirking slightly “Shorts…the tiny grey ones I love” I smiled and reached for the webcam, angling it downwards slightly so it revealed those tiny sleep shorts and a portion of bare thigh. I heard Harry hum in appreciation before I repositioned the camera “No, put it where I can see you. All of you” I kept the camera where he could see my face and most of my body. “Tell me what’s underneath” his gravelly voice spoke. “….Another favourite of yours” “Lace. Black” he answered immediately, licking his lips with a satisfied smile. “What about your bra?” I pulled the stretchy material of my vest against my chest to allow him to see the outline of my bare breasts underneath. I could feel the blood pumping through my body a little faster, my heart accelerating with anticipation. He could see my nipples poking through the tight matieral and groaned softly “Naughty girl. Take it off. Slow” he requested. I glanced to the screen, noticing his hand disappearing underneath the view. I could make a guess that by now he was gently teasing himself, circling the tips of his fingers around his belly button, then down the coarse line of hair towards his boxers where he’d lightly stroke the outline of his hardening cock under the tight confines. I pulled my top slowly overhead, exposing my breasts and stomach to him. “Touch your boobs..” he said, and I began massaging them slowly “Yes, do that to your nipples. Pinch them, pretend it’s me” I did as he said and let out a small moan as I pictured Harry in my head, how it felt when he rubbed them into hardened nubs while we made out, followed by the soft wet strokes of his tongue around them. “How does it feel?” “Good”
“Keep one hand there, take the other one down your body” Harry said, and I slowly smoothed my palm down my abdomen as the other hand continued it’s assault on my breast “Take off your shorts” “You too” I replied, watching a grin grow on his face. He shuffled in his seat and reached down to his ankles, throwing the boxers into the air so they landed with a soft thump on the floor beside the bed “If Niall comes in from the shower, you’re in trouble” I said, as I kicked my shorts off, feeling the heat pooling between my thighs. I was wet and ready but my own hands had to play substitute for Harrys thick cock though I didn’t assume it would be any less incredible by the sound of his voice telling me what to do to myself. “Locked the door when he went in. Put the camera down a little more beautiful” I shifted the view so Harry could see my underwear, my thighs spread and fingertips dancing around the edge of the black lace. I tugged gently on the delicate tiny material and pull it slightly, making them press tighter against my body, the middle disappearing between my wet slit. “Jesus Christ you’re glistening” he moaned, and I looked up to the screen. I could see his pendant necklace tapping against his firm chest and I knew then that he was pumping his hand on himself. “What do you want Harry? Tell me” I said as I slipped my hand into my underwear, tracing my finger up my slick folds. My finger was nothing in size compared to Harrys long bony fingers, and how he used one, two, three of them at once to make me writhe and moan. How his knuckles would budge at my entrance as his fingers buried themselves into my hot core, curling up against the sensitive patch and making the breath rush out of my chest. “I want to feel you, bury my face in your thighs, taste you and carress your clit with my tongue until I can hear every breath loud and clear. Moan for me baby, let me hear you” I moaned his name quietly, sliding two of my fingers up my glossy slit towards my clit, rubbing circles around the bundle of nerves. “Mm” I whimpered, watching Harry’s face contort at the sound of my moans as he tugged on his hard length. “Does that feel good? Are you thinking about me baby?” “Yes” “What am I doing to you?” I closed my eyes and lolled my head back, dipping a finger into my dripping centre and recalling the memories of Harry’s thighs slapping against mine on this very chair. His arm curled around my naked waist as he bounced me up and down, growling into my chest as I stopped to wriggle my hips in a circular motion, bringing him close to the brink. “Holding me down, not letting me move while you fuck me. God, your hands are so big Harry” I groaned, pushing another finger into myself and feeling myself stretch slightly to accomodate them. It was a burn when Harry stretched me but a good one, one I craved as I backed myself onto him from behind.
“Oh god” he squeezed his eyes shut, his messy curls falling across his forehead as he leant his head back. I could see the necklace bouncing faster between his collarbones as he fucked himself faster “Lick your hand… show me” I said. He flicked the webcam downwards. I saw his hand retract from his erection to lubricate it, and saw how hard he was. His length was heavy and resting up against his stomach, the tip almost as deep red as his plump lips. His thighs were relaxed against the plastic chair, tanned with brisk brown hairs covering them. He wrapped his palm around it again, tugging slowly and stroking the inners of his thigh with the other. “How does that feel Harry? Talk to me, babe” “It feels….it feels like I need to be inside you. I want to feel you tighten around me…cumming…h-hard” he struggled to talk as his fist pumped himself faster. I rolled my eyes back at his words, wishing I could jump through the laptop screen and finish him off, feel the heat bleeding from his skin and taste him on my tongue. “Twist your fingers, so the bottom of your hand is touching your clit” he pressed his lips together tightly so they were almost white before releasing them and letting the blood rush back to the their usual red, puffy state. “Go faster, grind your hips against your hand” he breathed heavily, his jaw shifting as he let out another gutteral moan. It sounded so desperate, cracked and full of bliss. “You’re close aren’t you, come on Harry, let it go” I panted, my fingers accelerating speed until I could feel myself getting close. I could feel the tingles in my toes, fingers and thighs, preparing to push me over the edge. “Y-you first” he said, his other hand reaching down to his balls and rolling them around in his hand, while his other focused on the top half of his rock hard length. I could see the droplet of pre-cum rolling down the head of his cock, acting as a lubricant as he raced towards the finish “Always the gent- FUCK!” I couldn’t finish my sentence as I felt the first sparks of orgasm, my wrist aching as I ground my clit into the bottom of my palm. “Keep goi- Fuck baby i’m gonna cum” Harry called out, followed by a strangled grunt. I felt my head go woozy as I reached my high, my limbs falling slack and hips writhing as my orgasm rolled over my body in waves of pleasure. My lips parted and the sound left my lungs as the intensity overtook my body. “Jesus your gorgeous” Harry cried as he jolted his slim hips upwards into his fist, the first rope of cum streaming from the tip followed by a loud pant of my name from him as he savoured his climax. More warm sticky liquid oozed out over his knuckles as his pace slowed gradually, pumping the last drops of his specimen out until he was empty. There were a few seconds of breaths and blind moments as we both recovered. My eyelids grew heavy as I removed my hand from between my legs and let out a long breath of satisfaction
“That was so good” Harry groaned, pushing the camera back up so I could see just his face. He was glowing and his tawny curls were dishevelled, but a warm smile spread across his features, a dimple melting into his cheek “Same time tomorrow?” he joked “I wish” “Not long until i’m home, only two weeks. I want to kiss you so much” My heart sank as I remembered how much i’d been missing him, and how I had to roll into an empty bed tonight, thinking of him doing the same on the other side of the world. “I love you” he said, his lips pouting slightly as he spoke. I nodded slowly, giving him a weak smile “Love you too” “Goodnight” he said, looking straight up into the camera now, right at me. I could almost feel his curls tickling my skin as he said goodnight, leaning in to press his lips to my cheek. “Goodnight” I replied, before watching the screen go black
From Harry: I’m on Skype. Come online baby xx I get a smile on my face and log in immediately. I miss him so much now he’s on tour. It has been three months since I’ve seen him and could actually touch him. Otherwise, he texted me every day, calls and Skype’s now and then. I accept his call and see his face on my screen. ‘Harry!’ I say happily to see him again. ‘Hello darling. Nice to see you again’ he smirks. ‘I miss you baby’ I say. ‘Me too. I need you so bad’ he says and bites on his lower lip. ‘Hazz, don’t do this to me’ I say. ‘Mmm I’m so hard for you, (Y/N)’ he groans. ‘Are you wet for me babe?’ he asks. ‘I don’t know’ I whisper. I can’t get my eyes of him. I can see it in his eyes that he’s horny. ‘Feel for me baby’ he says. I slip my hand under the waistband op my sweats and panties and slide my finger over my slit. ‘How wet are you?’ he asks. ‘So wet’ I whisper. ‘That’s my
girl’ he says and takes off his pants and shirt. ‘Take off your shirt baby’ he says and looks intently at my chest. I lift it over my head and lay it next to me. He bites on his lip while he lets out a growl from the back of his throat, looking at my covered breasts. ‘Take that off as well’ he says. I smirk at him and slowly bring my hands to the clasp of my bra. ‘Do it baby. Don’t tease me’ he says. I unclasp it and let the straps fall of my shoulders. I take it off, letting my boobs fall free. ‘Yes’ he says and licks over his lips. He always does that when he’s sexually frustrated. He rubs himself through his boxers, groaning. ‘Take off your sweats’ he says and brings his eyes down to my crotch. I stand up and swing my hips a bit. ‘God baby’ he groans. I smirk and push them down to my ankles. I step out of them and sit back on the bed. ‘You’re so fucking hot’ he says and gets his rock hard cock out of his boxers. I can’t hold back a moan, by seeing his cock. ‘You like what you see baby?’ he asks. I nod. ‘Do you miss this inside of you? I bet you do darling’ he says. I moan and take off my panties. ‘That’s what I wanted to see’ he says. I tease myself and rub my inner thighs. ‘Tease yourself (Y/N), just like I would do’ he says while he strokes his dick very slowly, just like I always do. I stroke my finger around my core, feeling the warmth. ‘I’m all hot for you, Harry’ I say. ‘I know baby. I can see that you’re dripping for me’ he says and moves a bit faster. I push my finger down on my clit, moaning and spreading my legs more. ‘You’re so hot when you moan baby’ he groans and moves his hand up and down on his cock. I rub my clit in circles and eight figures. ‘Insert a finger baby’ Harry says. I do as he says and slip a finger inside of me. They don’t satisfy me as Harry his finger. His fingers are much longer, and they can reach my sweet spot inside of me. ‘Play with your balls Harry’ I say. He brings his other hand down and cups them, rolling them and squeezing them. ‘God, I wish I had your pretty lips around my cock’ he moans and pre cum leaks from the red tip. ‘See what you’re doing to me baby?’ he asks and uses the cum as lube. I moan and pump harder in and out of me. ‘Push in another one’ he says. I bring my finger out and push two in this time, like he said. ‘Ow fuck Harry. This feels so good’ I moan and throw my head back. ‘Yes baby. I love to see you like this’ he moans and pumps his hand up harder and faster. ‘I’m almost there baby. You get my off in a minute’ he growls and swipes his thumb around the tip before he pumps back down and up. I start to play with my clit. Pinching, rubbing and rolling it. ‘Harry’ I moan. ‘Yes (Y/N)?’ he asks while he pants heavily. Sweat forming on his forehead, his curls sticking to his skin, his cheeks turning pink. He bites on his lips and looks intently at me. ‘I’m gonna cum Harry’ I say when I feel the pit in my stomach. ‘Cum for me sweetheart. Cum all over your little fingers and scream my fucking name’ he growls. ‘Fuck yes, holy shit! Harry!’ I moan loudly and feel my walls clenching around my fingers while I pump them in and out of me at a slow pace, riding out my orgasm. I still let out little moans before I get my fingers out of me. ‘Lick them clean baby’ he says while he’s still pumping his hand up and down. I can see that he’s close. His cock is red and thick, pre cum leaking out of the slit of his tip. I put my fingers inside of my mouth and swirl my tongue around them, making sure he can see it. ‘Ow fuck that’s hot (Y/N)’ he moans. ‘Oooh fuck yes (Y/N)!’ he moans and cums over his hand and cock. He keeps pumping, milking himself while he lets out little profanities. ‘So good’ he moans before he cleans his hand of on the sheets. ‘Look what you did’ he says and takes his cum covered cock in his hand. ‘I love it’ I say and bite on my lip. ‘I miss you princess’ he says. ‘I miss you too hazzabear’ I say. ‘I’ll see you soon. I promise’ he says and winks at me. ‘I love you’ I say. ‘I love you too baby’ he says before we both turn off the computer.
