setting: Harry and your muse are going for a drive, while Harry is trying to focus on the road, your muse is content in trying to distract him. 

possible connects: utp

Harry did his best to keep his eyes trained on the road ahead of him, but the hand that snuck between his legs had other intentions. A low groan escaped his lips as he felt the other’s breath on his cheek, “You’re... insatiable...” Harry mused, chancing a glance at the other as they rounded a bend, top down on the convertible he’d inherited last year. They were getting out of town for a while without any real destination in mind, but that was the appeal of the open road. The sky was open above them, and there wasn’t another car in sight, “I didn’t say stop-” he added, eyes looking from behind his shades as he rolled his hand into the other’s touch.