Adding onto the ask about Harry between your legs and you pulling him by his pearls; imagine just like, grabbing your phone from the side table and pulling him back again, turning the camera on and facing it to him. “Smile, puppy!” He pulls back with a dopey grin and his whole mouth and chin is dripping with your arousal HHHH
BITCH SHUT UP he’d probably thrown up a peace sign and scrunch his nose up into a silly face












