She plants a tender kiss between his shoulder blades before she withdraws both of her hands, and Harry follows her face in the mirror as she takes herself out of her jeans to roll on the condom. Goosebumps spread across his skin when he feels her press against his hole. She wraps one hand around his neck, holding his jaw between her thumb and index finger to stop him from turning away. Her eyes are heavy lidded as she looks at Harry, just over his shoulder, their pupils blown wide. 