"So responsive. You like it when I talk to you, don’t you, darling?" Harry hums desperately, blinking the tears away that are spilling from his eyes to see her clearly. She looks perfect above him, her brows furrowed together and her relentless gaze on him at all times. "I can’t believe I’m the first to have you like this, it’s a fucking waste that no one has ever put this pretty mouth of yours to good use." 