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Harry is YN’s brother’s best friend, and YN isn’t a little kid anymore. Ft. Italrry, dom/sub, rough sex, and soft words.
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Summary: Harry and YN are longtime best friends back for another summer as the Dream Team on staff. Featuring getting called out by 12 year olds, two dumb best friends who can't see what's right in front of them, and lots of stargazing.
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"Listen to me YN. I'll be here for everything you need. I can be everything for you. Let me be everything for you." He took a deep breath, shifting his hand from her jaw to rest on her cheek instead. "I can tell that you're lonely, but I'm literally right here. Let me be here for you. I just... I want you to be happy. Let me make you happy."
"I'm so lucky to have a friend like you, Harry." -
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Request: Do you think you can maybe do y/n and Harry having a slow morning routine? Like drinking tea together, doing skin together, basically just doing everything together?
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He just shrugged. “Told you, nervous about the intimate scenes.”
“I thought we went over this this morning?” she questioned. “And that last one was so good!” The complement tickled a spot inside of him. “From where I was standing it looked completely real. Totally reminded me of this time with...” she drifted off, blush arriving back to her cheeks as she took a bite of her sandwich to cover. “Anyway...”
“No,” Harry said softly. “Tell me. Who was it and what was he doing?”
“You don’t want to hear about that H,” she insisted, taking another bite.
If only she knew. “Yeah, I do. Tell me.”
“Will it... is it gonna help you with your next scene? To hear about what it looks like from the other perspective?” -
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And for a moment, he had almost forgotten his predicament. But when she giggled and her entire body shook a bit, her leg once again brushed up against his length. Taking him by surprise, he didn’t have the wherewithal to hold his breath and accidentally let out a small, short moan.
Her body stiffened up then, head rising up off his chest to look at him.
“Harry, did you?”
“No.”
“But you...”
“No, I didn’t.”
“But I can feel-”
“You can’t.”
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