;Parseltongue;
"Why Harry you're so forward?"
;You'd like that wouldn't you Tom. Or are those lips just made for talking.; I watch as Tom tenses up and cheeks flush. I just want to taste those luscious lips.
Tom P.O.V. :
As Harry slips into parseltongue my Rick twitches and I want nothing more than to ravage his mouth. Harry stands up pulling me and apparates us into a penthouse in muggle London. That's all I'm able to notice because the next minute I'm shoved up against the wall and my mind goes blank as his lips touch mine.
He tugs my hair causing me to gasp as he slide his tongue along mine. It's a fight for dominance and he's obviously winning as I wrap my legs around his waist. I pull back moaning in ecstasy as he grinds our erections together. ;Oh God Harry. Harder, please harder.;
He kisses way down my throat, smirking, as he licks and nips at the sensitive flesh. He responds by rolling his hips and grinding even harder. Suddenly I gasp and my mind is exploding in light as I cum. I groan as he keeps moving against me. I pant searching for any part of him to press my lips to.
;You like that don't you Tom.; I can feel myself nodding, my mind still numb with pleasure. I can hear his silent chuckle.
;Yes, oh God yes. Harry I want you so badly.;
;Soon love, soon.;
I pull head up and press my lips to his desperately. I slip my hand between us and unbutton his shirt. Sliding my hand up his absence, I tweak his nipple while licking at his lips. I can feel his sharp intake of breath as I pull away.
;Oh God Tom don't stop.; He tightens his grip on me causing even more friction. He's driving me insane, all I want to do is tear our clothes off and have him inside of me.
;Why don't we take this to the bedroom?;