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He immediately sits up and looks down at me, shocked at my ruthless behaviour. I sit on my knees between his long legs- trying to make him realize I want to do this for him.

"Amelia you don't have to do that." He says in comfort through his red puffy lips from all the kissing.

"I know I don't have to- I want too." I fight the nerves in my stomach while looking up at him.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to think you're being pressured into this." He says in seriousness.

I am very nervous, I don't want to screw this up- but overall I want to do this for him, I'm ready to do this for him.

"I'm sure. Do you want me to do this?" I ask timidly.

"Yes- god yes." He agrees with his thick voice, making me smirk before grabbing the belt buckle of his jeans. I have no idea what I'm doing, so hopefully he'll talk me through it. My hands keep shaking but it's too subtle for him to notice.

I undo his black belt and unzip his tight jeans, immediately pulling them down off his long legs. He sits on the edge of the couch while I stay kneeled between his legs. I look at his tight black briefs that outline his already hard length, making the lump in my throat only grow. I can't already tell this isn't going to be easy.

"Don't be nervous." He murmurs and I nod, slowly wrapping my nimble fingers around the band of his briefs and pulling them down slowly.

I pull them off down to his ankles and off his feet. His package springs up the minute the fabric uncovers it. I look at his intimidating length and feel instantly ten times nervous then I was thirty second ago. This is the first time I'm seeing his full uncovered body. He was really big, and it just make me more timid.

"I'll talk you through it." He breaths.

I run my hair back and out of my face before mentally preparing myself- feeling my heart race.

"Just lightly wrap your hand around it and move up and down." He murmurs.

I do what he says and timidly wrap my had around the base of his length before slowly palming him softly. He sucks in a sharp breath and throws his head back while placing his palms behind him on the couch for support. I widen my eyes slightly on how much this has an effect on him just from my hand rubbing him.

I pump my hand repeatedly while leaving my other hand on his hip. He keeps his head thrown back and lets small raspy moans leave his lips. I like having the power to make him feel this way. He's always making me feel intense forms of pleasure and now I can finally return the favour.

I continue stroking him at a slight quicker pace and it just makes another moan leave his lips. I guess I'm doing something right.

I lean forward and courageously throw him off guard by wrapping my lips around his throbbing tip. He immediately shoots his head forward and widens his eyes, sitting up more straight to see me wrapping my lips around him.

"Fuck Amelia-" He breaths in as my lips make contact. "Only take as much as you can, and no teeth." He says through his quickened breath.

I pull my head back up and nod before repeating the same action and wrapping my lips around his tip, but this time sliding down. I slid my lips down his length until I feel like I cant do anymore and start slowly bobbing my head up and down- hoping I don't accidentally graze him with my teeth.

He groans and tangles his fingers in my hair, enjoying everything I'm doing. I swirl my tongue around his tip which makes his hands tighten in my roots from reflex.

"Use your- your hand." He grunts while throwing his head back.

I bob my head up and down his length while stroking the part that can't fit with my hand. His tip hits the back of my throat, making me gag slightly and my eyes water.

He lets out a deep raspy groan and I keep sliding my head up and down. His breath is heavy and full of overwhelmed moans. I look up into his dark void of eyes as his jaw stays prominently clenched.

"Fuck- just like that.." He mumbles in pleasure while tightening his grip in my hair. I watch him slowly fall weak under my touch and it makes me feel an even stronger desire for him. His cheeks are red and theirs sweat gathering in his hairline. His eyes were intensely flooded with darkness but in a way that was displayed as lust rather then anger. His teeth clench together before he takes the lip ring between them.

Deep throaty moans leave his dark pink lips while I continue to mimic the same things that make him go wild. For the first time he was falling apart in front of my very eyes in euphoria- and it makes me feel great.

I bring my head up his length and swirl my tongue around his tip, making him curse under his breath.

"Shit-" He spits while his eyes sew shut and his head falls back, keeping his strong hands tangled in my hair. "I'm, fuck- close baby." He warns while becoming flustered in moans and cussing.

I keep bobbing my head up and down while swirling my tongue around him, palming the part I can't fit.

"Unless you- fuck, want me to finish in your mouth I'd pull away." His voice raspier then ever, trying to speak through his thick moans.

Do I really want him to release into my mouth? Probably not- but I know he is feeling too good right now that I couldn't imagine pulling away and making him finish himself.

I keep sucking and he gets all flustered. My lips trail down his length and he hits the back of my throat again, making me gag lightly and with that he instantly releases.

A deep husky groan leaves his lips as he finishes into my mouth. His ab muscles tighten and his jaw clenches as I look up at him. I witness pure euphoria course through his veins as his hips lift slightly off of the couch. The warm liquid shoots down my throat and I take a second before running my tongue up and around the tip to pull away.

The second my mouth closes I swallow the salty liquid in my mouth. It didn't taste that bad- but I didn't waste any time trying to get it off my tongue.

He loosens his hands from my hair and puts them to his sides. I look up at Harry who pants and sweats, seeming overwhelmingly tired. I can't believe I actually found the bravery to do that. I didn't mind doing it at all because I was so amazed by watching Harry fall apart in pleasure.

He runs his hand back through his sweaty hair. His eyes still flood in darkness and his pink lips wet. His chest rises and falls as he takes a moment to regain himself. His eyes look down at me still on the floor between his legs. To be honest I'm a bit out of breath myself.

"Fuck baby." His raspy voice murmurs between breaths.

I smirk lightly while grabbing his briefs and sliding them back on and up his long legs. He grabs the material from my hands and shuffles a bit to pull them up before I stand to my feet and crash on the couch next to him.

"Are you sure you haven't done that before?" He scuffles while pulling me onto his lap to straddle his hips.

I shake my head and he leans me down to lay on the couch, collapsing his body onto mine. He rests his head on my chest while I run my hands through his hair.

"Did I do alright?" I whisper while playing with his brunette ringlets.

He looks up as me, chin resting on my chest; "Incredible." He smiles with his overheated cheeks.

I smile while still taking everything in. He stays resting his body on mine so I can feel his racing heart beat. I can imagine he's exhausted now considering he already hasn't slept all night.

"Do you wanna go to bed?" I ask as he keeps his head laid on my chest.

He lifts his head off me and smirks. "No baby it's your turn." He teases while sitting up and grabbing the band of my shorts.

I laugh in amusement as he sits up between my legs and goes to roll down my shorts.

"Harry you haven't slept in thirty hours, aren't you tired?" I chuckle.

"Never too tired for you." He smiles with a grin while throwing off my shorts.