What if you're drunk and Harry's is sober & takes you home & you're all over him once you step through the door. Your arms are wrapped around his neck, & you're pressing sloppy, wet kisses to his cheek and neck and he's trying to get you into pajamas & he's just taken off your pants when you cling back onto him, face pressed into his neck and you're giggling until you whisper "spank me," lips pressed on his ear and he's trying to get you off of him, muttering "not now, love." despite his (cont)
(Cont) cock growing harder by the second. You turn around in your underwear and bra and spread yourself on the bed on your stomach and you look back at him, pushing yourself backwards so you’re on your hands and knees, wiggling your butt, reaching back to slap your own ass, momentarily grabbing onto the flesh and h really wants to fuck you but you’re just so drunk and he walks away from the bed and you’re quick to get up and follow him, your hand grabbing him and pulling him into you and (cont)
(Cont) you’re whining into he skin of his neck, begging him to spank you because “I’ve been a bad girl” and this goes on for about 15 minutes before you’re tired of begging and you’ve fallen asleep against him and he’s thinking about how he’s gonna fuck you into oblivion tomorrow.
WOW OH MY GOD?!?!?