[the slight nod is all koby needs -- that and the sudden focused pressure of harry's mouth, the grip of his careful, firm hands, the unspoken permission, you can let go, you can fall apart, you're okay, you're safe. it's something koby feels as deeply as the pleasure that bursts apart low in his stomach, releases on a shuddery, gasping sound that comes from just as deep, something half harry's name, half wordless bliss. his hips buck up, against the firm grip, helpless and searching, hands tightening in harry's hair as he comes on his tongue -- and no doubt soaks his chin in the process.
panting, gulping for air, koby doesn't even give himself a moment to breathe, already tugging up at harry's dark curls, clumsily trying to pull him away from his oversensitive, flushed cunt, wanting to snuggle into his fluffy chest and let his heart rate decrease. mumbled, huffy:] C'mere, up -- up here.
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panting, gulping for air, koby doesn't even give himself a moment to breathe, already tugging up at harry's dark curls, clumsily trying to pull him away from his oversensitive, flushed cunt, wanting to snuggle into his fluffy chest and let his heart rate decrease. mumbled, huffy:] C'mere, up -- up here.