colaharry:

since i wrote a long piece for him spitting in your mouth,  i’ll just write a blurb about cockwarming here because it’s such a concept <3 

The night was coming to an end. Harry and you were curled up together on the couch, legs entangled together. His large and heavy hand laid splayed out over your hip. The faint chatter from the television plays in the distant background. But you’re no longer focused on the mindless program. Harry always does this without even trying; he always manages to distract you without even meaning to. Although, perhaps the sinister man knows exactly what he’s doing at any given moment. Maybe he just likes to watch you helplessly squirm beneath him. 

His hand pinches lightly at your hip, causing you to fidget against him. You don’t say anything until he does it again, and this time harder. 

“Harry! Stop pinching and poking at me.” You emit a yelp and whine, looking back at him. He only gives you that lopsided grin of his. The grin he gives when you know he’s up to something mischievous. 

“Just can’t help it.” He hums, but to your dismay, he only scoots closer to you. If his prodding and grabbing hands didn’t alert you about the mood he was in, then his grinding against your ass certainly did. You’d stop him if you could, but you were beginning to ache for him just as much. 

He wastes no time in sliding your panties down to your knees. He can’t be bothered in the moment. His own boxers slip down and he holds your hip a bit more firmly to steady you. The warm sensation of his cock pushing slowly into your heated cunt makes you whimper out. But then that’s it. He stops. 

Harry’s wet lips press against the skin from your earlobe to your shoulder all the while he lays still inside you. 

“That’s it, angel. Just lay there and take m’ cock like that. Feels so good being inside you like this. Love feelin’ how wet and tight yeh are around me…know yeh’re gonna be a good girl and keep my cock warm fo’ me.” He’s practically whimpering into your skin. 

You yourself don’t even know how to properly respond. It’s new, it’s different. But it feels good. You like the size of Harry and how he manages to keep you filled, how he manages to stretch you around his cock.

 So you simply lay there, trying to gather your hazy thoughts back together and focus on the tv again. He presses a few more gentle kisses to your supple skin before looking back at the tv too. And you both lay there for a while, Harry’s cock buried deeply in between your folds. You can practically feel him in your gut, you think. 

“C’mon, Harry. Need you to fuck me now,” you whine and beg. He stays inside you just a bit longer to tease you. He only pulls out when his own cock is starting to twitch far too much inside you, which causes you to clench around him a bit more each time. You’re as desperate and throbbing for him as he is for you at this point. And he happily obliges, his body pressed close to yours as he slips out of your heat before giving a solid thrust into you. 

“Since you took m’ cock so good, I guess I ought t’give yeh what you’re achin’ for…” He breathes out heavily, voice breaking. “Think ‘m gonna fill you up with my cum tonight and then sleep with my cock inside yeh.” He groans softly. 

And he always does keep his promises.