Float Down to me
A Sub!Harry Potter One Shot
Genre: smut
Includes: sub!harry, hand job, begging, praise, harry is touch starved, mentions of harry’s abuse, he just wants to be called good boy.
Overall, this is extremely fluffy, and heartwarming, but still basically porn
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It’s been raining for hours. The sky is bleak and grey, roaring with claps of thunder. Lightning lighting up the sky in flashes of white electric bursts. I trace my fingers over the drops of water, tracing patterns over the foggy glass. My eyes land on the reflection of the candle burning on my desk, the power has been out for a while now. I let my head fall against the window bringing the fuzzy blanket up to my chin, curled up in the plush cushions of the bay window.
And suddenly, the thoughts dancing in my mind are interrupted by a slamming red door across the street. The Dursley’s humble abode, i think to myself. I watch as Harry James Potter stomps down the steps, jerking his coat over his lean frame and balls up his fists. I know exactly where he’s headed, and i quickly smooth out my bed and throw some stray clothes into a hamper. i hear his familiar voice.
“Thank you mrs. (L/n)” he grumbles
“She’s upstairs dear.” I smile as i hear him barreling up the stairs.
“Tough day I presume?” I whisper, unzipping the boy’s coat and tugging it off his arms. He shakes his head, sending droplets of water across my room.
“Hey now, be careful.” I chuckle, bringing him in for a hug. He falls against me as i wrap my arms around his dripping body. His head finds its way into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent deeply. My fingers lock themselves into his dark hair, tugging slightly, and he keens.
“Darling, do you want to talk about it?”
“The powers out at the house, they sent me to fix it. How am I supposed to do that? Aunt Petunia can’t stand to see her poor Dudley so bored since he can’t play his xbox anymore.”
“What did they say to you?” I ask, pulling away from the boy and glancing down at his hands, balled up into tight fists.
“Doesn’t matter, I don’t want to talk about it. Can i just stay here tonight?” He whispers. I nod softly, a small smile falling over my lips.
“Let’s get you out of these wet clothes” i murmur softly. He nods as i open up my top drawer to find some warm pajama pants and a tshirt. I smile. The green ones, his favorite.
“Here love, i found your best pair!” I tease, floating over to him. Ever so softly, the glowing candlelight catches the forest within his green eyes. As the rain patters down my windows, i bring my hands up to the hem of his sweater, slowly inching it off his body. He shudders at the chilly air.
“I know love, we’ll be warm soon” i whisper.
“How will you keep me warm (y/n)?” He presses his damp forehead against mine, pupils expanding as he glances down at my lips.
“Any way you want, my love” i reply. I run my thumb over his porcelain cheek, catching a crystalline droplet of rainwater.
“Have your way with me” he whispers, cheeks radiating with heat. His body is tense with arousal, and i have yet to even touch him properly. His sweet words fill my stomach with a fluttering swarm of butterflies.
“Your wish,” i whisper softly, backing him up against the bed. “Is my command.” He sinks down onto the bed, as i swing my leg over his hips. Leaning down, i capture his lips in a slow kiss, my hands running every divot and curve of his abdomen. I lift myself up, and pull my sweater over my head, letting my breasts fall.
“Oh…bloody beautiful.” He whispers, tracing his thumb over my right nipple. My hands fall to his hips, tugging on his waistband. He lifts his hips slightly, allowing me to strip the denim from his legs, leaving it forgotten on the carpeted floor.
“Please touch me.” He begs, reaching for my hand. I trace my fingers around the inner parts of his upper thighs, slowly driving him mad.
“So eager, be good for me” i tease.
“I’ll be good mummy, be your good boy.” He whispers, reaching up to curl his fingers around my hair. “Kiss me?”
“Course darling” i whisper, leaning down to place a kiss against his trembling lips.
My hand falls to trace a slow finger down his aching cock, and he lifts his hips with a soft whine against my lips.
“Please, please mummy i need you.” He whispers.
“Hush now darling, i know” i tut, replacing a finger with my warm hand. I wrap my fist around the length of him, watching his skin stretch over his muscles as his back arches, and he breathes out a simple “oh”
“I know baby, it’s been too long since you’ve been touched.” I whisper as i slowly let my hand slide up and down his twitching cock. “Gonna take care of my baby, he deserves it.”
“Good boy?”
“Good boy. My good, good boy.”
“Won’t last long, feels so good mummy.” He breathes out, tugging on the silky sheets as he fights to keep his hips still.
“Go on baby, fuck mummy’s hand and make a mess”
He rolls his hips into my hand fluidly, brows knitted together tightly, eyes shut as he chases his orgasm.
“Look me in the eyes love, i wanna watch you cum.” His eyes shoot open, burning into mine as he chants a mantra of “ahh’s” and “nnn’s”.
“Mummy I’m gonna…I’m cumming, ah-“
His glasses fall lopsided as his head falls back, with one final thrust into my tight fist as he spurts over my knuckles.
“Thank you, thank you, oh thank you” he whimpers, floating back to earth as he recovers.
“I’m not done with you yet darling, come here…”
