A Glo Up If I Ever Saw One

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Hi,guys so basically I will try to post on Monday because I haven’t had time to finish it and I been busy with school but until Monday it will be out,I been writing today a lot so yeah,maybe even today so yeah :) i was thinking of creating a tag list so you can always be remembered

Guys I think I will only be able to post tomorrow because I didn’t had time to finish

could you do harry potter and the reader just like fucking the whole night?

Pairing: Harry Potter x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampie

You’ve always loved spending Christmas at Hogwarts. The whole castle seemed to be thrumming with overwhelming holiday energy, hundreds, thousands even, of small elaborate trinkets decorating even the most secluded corners, and despite the biting chill that usually occurred within ancient walls during that time of the year, there always was hint of something warm and cozy flying in the air

But Christmas season became even more special since you started dating famous Harry Potter, a chosen one, but in fact just a sweet boy, tired of deathly adventures and endless attention, who wanted nothing more than a calm happy life, surrounded by his lover and friends. He didn’t have a loving and supportive family to come over to for winter break, and you simply didn’t have a heart to leave poor boy all alone during that time of the year. So you either stayed at Hogwarts or invited Harry to your place, your parents happily accepting him at your home. This year though you two decided to remain at school, devoting all of your free time to each other, getting such needed alone time without Hermione and Ron bickering endlessly on the background

During those weeks castle was deserted except for the staff and a few other students deciding to abandon their homes for this year, spending all days in a company of themselves and simply enjoying such needed rest. Needless to say that Gryffindor dorms were as uninhabited as ever, it seemed like the only people left there were you and Harry, which allowed you to do practically whatever your souls pleased

Soft candlelight fills boy’s dormitory, making it feel all cozy and warm. Stiff air is permeated with the strong scent of sex, salacious wet noises fill the space of the room, getting muffled by furniture and heavy curtains adorning each of five windows, as you impale yourself over and over again on Harry’s throbbing cock, causing mind-numbing pleasure circulating through both your bodies. Your grip on his shoulders is firm and you bounce up and down on his length, your clit rubbing against boy’s pelvis with every thrust you make

Harry’s hands slide up and down your sides, following the curve of your waist and hips almost religiously. His green eyes are fixated on your tits, watching hungrily as they bounce up and down with every snap of your pelvis against his. Boy’s swollen from constant kissing and biting lips are opened slightly, small whimpers and moans slip past them, he doesn’t even try restraining all the sound pouring past them anymore

You can’t take your eyes off his face; adorable pink tint to his cheeks from both heat and arousal, glasses being long discarded allowing you to see his glossy eyes hazed with pleasure, forehead and temples glisten with sweat and his unruly hair is as disheveled as ever - everything about Harry screamed how fucked-out he was. You take one of your hands off boy’s shoulder, cupping your right tit with it. You start playing with the bud of your perked up nipple with the thumb and index finger, tugging on it almost painfully, causing a wanton moan to tear out from the depths of your chest, head thrown backwards exposing hickeys-covered neck. Harry gulps heavily and you feel his dick twitching inside of you - he likes the show, and you’re happy to put it on for him

You choke on air when boy suddenly jabs his hips upwards, hitting your cervix just right. Your eyes roll back and most debauched cries of pleasure roll off your tongue as he does that again and again and again. Harry’s hold on your waist tightens and he grabs you firmly, flipping you over in a blink of an eye, your back now laying on crumpled sheets. You squeal in surprise, silly giggle rambles through your chest and you pinch boy’s shoulder as a revenge for startling you

Harry smiles back at you, his hands on your knees reopening your legs greedily, crawling in between them closer to your heated body. He aligns himself with your fluttering hole, pushing the head of his cock inside, bottoming the rest of his length out in one firm thrust, your stretched fucked-out pussy accepts him without any resistance. You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing boy in for a quick sloppy kiss, tongues tangle messily together

The blissful heat of your body engulfing his throbbing cock makes Harry groan throatily, he breaks your kiss, head dropping in the crook of your neck, hips picking up not so fast but steady rhythm, making you writhe underneath him in pleasure. Your legs wrap around your boyfriend’s waist, bringing him in closer, his dick hitting even deeper at the new angle. His warm hands go down to find your tits, squishing and playing with pliable flesh, lightly circling the buttons of your nipples with the roughened pads of his thumbs

You sneak one hand down in-between your and Harry’s bodies, nimble fingers rub skillfully over your swollen clit, moaning shamelessly at the sensation. He lays on top of you, the weight of his body feels comfortable and soothing. You run your hand down the cleft of his spine, feeling back muscles flexing under your touch, his skin is clammy with sweat from all the efforts he puts into fucking your pussy raw but you couldn’t care less

- Fuck, Harry, I’m cumming, - you squeal, toes curling as you feel that familiar stinging feeling growing in the pit of your stomach. You buck your hips upwards, meeting Harry’s thrusts half-way, making him hit even deeper

Tight ropes in your tummy finally snap and with a violent shudder runs through your body and you cum all over Harry’s cock still ramming into you relentlessly. Each one of his hard thrusts makes sparks igniting in your core, the drag of your clit against his pelvis increases the intensity of your orgasm multiple times

Harry’s pace doesn’t falter as he fucks you through your orgasm, continuing to go further on, wracking your sensitive pussy. He groans lowly at the feeling of your walls clamping down around his cock, causing him to pummel your wrecked sopping cunny, chasing his own release inside of you. You whimper pathetically as overwhelming pleasure becomes almost unbearable, but even though you don’t want boy to stop, greedily taking all he gives

It’s not long before you feel Harry shuddering above you, his hips lurch as he buries himself inside of you to the hilt, releasing load after load of his cum, painting your inner walls white. His hips still buck into yours weakly until you’re both are practically shaking from pleasure, quiet sobs and pleas spill past your bitten lips as it feels too overwhelming, only then Harry movements come to a halt, his body is limp on top of you, panting heavily, his dark hair clinging to the sweaty skin of your neck

You close your eyes, bathing in the sweet aftertaste of recent orgasm, enjoying the warmth radiating off Harry’s body. Your hand rests on the nape of boy’s neck, fingers carding through the mess of his raven-black hair, massaging his scalp softly. It’s not long before you feel his dick starting to harden inside of you again, heat starts pooling the bottom of your belly, his hot lips on the side of your neck igniting the fire within you once more

You roll over on the mattress, switching positions so that Harry is the one laying on his back, you sitting on top of him, thighs straddling his sides. The corners of your mouth quirk up in a cocky smile as you look down at the Potter boy, his hands on your hips again, thumbs rubbing soft circles on your skin. Looks like you’re up for one hella ride once again🤍

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Shared secrets, sweaters, and sweet liquor (1.6k)

summary: autumn arrives at hogwarts, regulus and reader make the most of their final year there by sharing sweaters, secrets, and sweet liquor.

warnings: drinking

pairing: regulus black x fem!reader

a/n: managed to write this because i had a really empty day today!! Hope you enjoy it, likes n reblogs r appreciated xxx

You set down the fork after taking the last piece of pie on your plate. In front of you sat Regulus Black with a toothless grin, a grin that's been on his face since the beginning of the feast. You couldn't help but light up at the thought of another of his mischievous endeavors. 

"What is it, Black? You've been grinning since this feast started. Got something good on your mind?" 

He only chuckled a little, pushing his plate in front of him to signal that he was done eating. "Later, after we finish.' He waved off, "Wait for me in the common room an hour after curfew."

Your cheeks grew warmer as you bit your lips and stared at him. His dark hair resting neatly on his forehead and his cheeks growing warmer himself.

It felt so easy with Regulus, and you wanted to keep doing this over and over again. The past seven years in Hogwarts running through your mind. Nostalgia peering around the corner as you replay the memories of you two, it had been so many wonderful years with him.

—

It was later at night did your friends greet you goodbye, retiring to their own dorms as you stayed put in front of the fireplace. Regulus should be there any minute now, he'd promised to come down later after his dorm mates had gone to sleep. 

You spent a few minutes there alone only curling up with your blanket, tucking your socked feet to the corner of the small loveseat. 

A quiet patter of footsteps caught your ear then, smiling as you turned your head behind and saw Regulus with a sweater in his hands. "Sorry, Barty was cleaning up a little late." He offered a pity smile as he walked closer to you and dropped his body on the leather loveseat. 

"No problem at all.' You smiled shyly as his thigh touched your feet. You took it as a sign to move your leg and make space for him. Your legs ended up propped on the small table in front of you. 'So, what was so exciting you wanted me here alone?" 

Regulus hummed a quick tune, moving closer to you and mirroring your position as well. "Remember the party my parents had last summer? The time I went back home." You nodded at him, eyes never leaving his face.

"Oh yes. I highly remember your annoying letters waiting for me in my dorm." You recalled the memory to your brain. It felt so long ago, the time where Regulus sent you countless letters. Miss you, it contained—you flushed slightly at his sign off. But most of the letters were him complaining about the new robes his parents got for him, and of the girls he had to charm his way for marriage. Oh, you turned green just a little at that part of the letter. 

"Well it turned out that there was something good that came of it after all." He grinned even wider. Now his hands went to the sweater and lifted a part of it to reveal a medium sized bottle of liquor.

"No!" You laughed with surprise, Regulus quickly shushing you with a panicked expression. "No!' The words turning to a whisper 'How? I thought the cabinet was so well guarded." You let our a surprised chuckle and he just shook his head.

"Well it was. But I managed to figure out the spell to open it." Regulus quickly handed the bottle over to you, leaned back casually and watched as you uncapped the cap.

"Oh Reg, you just made this night so much better. And here I was thinking you just couldn't wait to spend time with me." 

He chuckled, "I can never wait to spend time with you Y/n. You know that." Both of you flushed at the same time the words were out of his mouth. 

Your laugh came out nervously as you bought the bottle close to your lips and took a long sip. Then you handed the bottle over to Regulus and pointed to the sweater, "This for me?" You asked as he took a sip of the sweet liquor. 

"Oh yeah, I know how cold you get what we stay here at night." He said so casually. So fucking casually. And yet those words meant so much to you. It meant that he knew you so well— of course he did. You spent the last seven years being glued to each other. 

But it was different. Regulus thought of you; thought of how you wore so many layers and warm up in front of the fireplace but still get so cold. It was as if someone had tattooed it inside his brain permanently. He knew you. And you knew him. And you loved him for it, you've always loved him so hard for it. 

—

It didn't take long for the bottle to quickly run out of content. At this point you were already laughing loudly and Regulus was rushing to your side, finger to your lips and voice in a whisper "Yn, Y/n. Be quiet, Merlin. Someone will catch us here." He said so seriously. 

Regulus had changed his position, his upper body now placed atop your legs. You welcomed him with open arms, loving the weight of his body on you. You laughed again as your hands came to fluff up his dark hair. Once neat was already so mussed up. But you thought he looked so pretty that way. So pretty if he let everyone see how he acted around you.  

One second you were silent, then you were both laughing at each other. Then he was shifting his body, slotting his body between your legs. His face upturned so that it was near yours, and you leaned down to him; not seeming to get enough of his beautiful grey eyes. Your faces so close, cheeks so flushed, tears even nearly escaping at the amount of laughter you've both let out.

"How— how strong is this stuff, Reg?" You hiccup, covering your mouth as your cheeks flush again with embarrassment. 

He shrugged while a chortle could be heard, "I don't really know Y/n, I think it may be stronger than— than I thought." He laughed immediately after. "Oh Merlin, this will hurt tomorrow." 

You snickered at him, the soft plane of your palm cupping his cheek. "Really? I wouldn't know, I've never been this drunk." Regulus pushed his face closer to your hand. He loved the feeling of your hands on his face, your fingertips caressing his cheeks lightly. He tried to hold in the urge to close the distance between you two and just plant his lips on yours.

"I'll take care of you." He whispers so softly you wouldn't have heard it if the laughter wasn't suppressed. "Al—' he hiccups, 'always."

You've never been this red before, cheeks so warm. His words made all the butterflies swarm in your pit. You lift your palm from the place it held on his cheek to swipe the hair that had flopped down to his forehead now.

"Can I share a secret with you?" You asked with your voice so low. Regulus thought right then that it was his time to die. He'd die after hearing how soft your voice was, how gentle and how lovely you looked right now.

Regulus was suddenly hyper aware of how good you looked in his giant sweater, the ends met your thigh and the sleeves touched your fingertips. It looked so big on you, it did on him too because of how lanky he was built. But he thought that you looked so much better than him in that sweater. 

He blanked out for a while until you tapped his head, "Reg, you there?" He nods once and you clear your throat.

"Alright. Here goes … uh— I actually …' you took a small breath and pushed more black hair behind his ear. "I'm actually crazy for you." 

Regulus looked up, eyes wide. Your heart was pounding as he opened his mouth and shut it again, not sure what to say. "It would be nice if you said something, you know?" You say playfully. All while he was still staring at you, not believing his ears for one second.

"I— you …" He stuttered out, you thought it was adorable how red and wide eyed he became at your words. Another laugh escaped your lips and he was undone. "Y/n …, I've been— Well I've been trying to figure out how to say that to you since we've met, you know that?" He says so easily, occasionally hiccups and trampling over his words. "And I'm so glad, I mean so glad you said that because I— Merlin I …"

Your hands stopped messing with his hair and instead cupped his cheeks. You leaned your face down, hair spilling over your head and grazing Regulus' forehead. You were positioned a head above him so you could see his face clearly now. 

"Would it just be easier if I just kissed you?" 

Regulus flushed, cleared his throat and then, "Please." 

You closed the gap between the two of you almost immediately. The room felt so hot now that you were so close to him, so warm against him. Your lips moved in sync, both dancing and breathing each other's scent at the same time. 

Your hands were all over his hair, never seeming to get enough of the black kinks. He smiles in the middle of the kiss, his heart leaping just a little when you pull back for a huff of air. 

—@ wrathspoet

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— Harry Potter x Diggory!Reader

— Summary: Basically just Harry Potter being trying to stay cool atound for y/n Diggory when they go to the Quidditch World Cup

— Word Count: 2.2k

— A/N: Alright, idk what this is but its something ig

Harry and Ron yawned in unison as they walked through the woods, following Arthur Weasley, who was in the lead, with Charlie and Fred and George close at his heels, Ginny and Hermione in the middle, and lastly, the two boys. Now, both of them were excited for the Quidditch World Cup, don't get them wrong, but this whole waking up before the crack of dawn to Hermione throwing pillows at them was not exactly their favourite part of it all.

The morning, however, had been all but calm, Molly had heard Fred and George trying to smuggle Ton-Tongue Toffees out of the house to sell, even after they got scolded for what happened with Dudley. Harry's cousin having eaten one that Fred and George dropped with the intent of him eating it, causing Dudley's tongue to grow in size. This made Molly yell at the two twins just before they left.

The woods were calm in the early summer morning, with fog still on the ground. Birds had started to wake up, and you could hear them sing as they flew above the tree tops. Harry had to admit that the woods close to the burrow were quite cozy. But he was broken from his own thoughts as Ron poked him and pointed out how far back from the others they were. Jogging to catch up with the others.

"Arthur!" The boys then heard a man call out. "It's about time, son."

"Sorry Amos, some of us got a bit of a sleepy start." Arthur jokingly looked back at Ron, who yawned.

It then dawned on Harry when they came closer that it was Amos Diggory and Cedric Diggory who stood there. Harry had talked to Amos once before when the man was happy over Hufflepuffs' win last year. However, this meant another person should be there, so Harry started to look around for her.

"This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me, at the Ministry. " Arthur said proudly and then turned to the brown-haired boy beside the man. "This strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?"

Cedric smiled at the man and extended his hand to shake hands with Arthur, smiling brightly. "Yes, sir." He answered before looking up at the big tree above them.

"y/n? Are you coming or what?" Cedrict asked his sister, who had gone unnoticed, where she sat up in the tree. When Harry spotted the girl, he smiled.

y/n grinned at her brother before she tossed down her backpack for him to catch and jumped down so she landed beside Amos. Making sure her stance was stable before she straightened out.

"Well, that's quite and entrance y/n." Arthur put a hand in her shoulder and she smiled.

"Thank you."

"Alright, this way." Cedric spoke up as he started motioning towards where they were going to go. So everyone started walking, and just before Cedric got too far, he tossed the backpack back to his sister.

"You carry your own shit," He told her.

"Cedric," Amos warned the boy, and he held up his hands in retreat and showed the others the way.

y/n was just about to join in and walk with Harry when her dad stopped him. He was amazed to have Harry Potter himself with them, and she could see Harry glancing over at her. She shrugged at him and joined Hermione and Ginny.

"I don't remember your brother being so good-looking, y/n." Hermione hooked her arm through y/n's.

"Ew, Mione. That's my brother. Plus he's way too old for you."

"Who says he's too old?" Ginny asked with a raised brow, and it made y/n groan.

"Are you aware that we can hear you?"Fred then turned to the girls.

"And if we can, then Cedric probably can too." Geroge chimed in.

"Yeah, well, ego boost for him then, I guess." y/n rolled her eyes and unhooked her arm from Hermione when she saw her dad walk past to catch up with Arthur. She slowed her steps and, quite quickly, was at Harry's side.

They both started to engage in conversation with one another. They talked about everything from the joke candy and things that Fred and George had been making or trying out during the summer to this mystery thing that was to happen at Hogwarts during the year. Harry joined in with all that he heard from Arthur and y/n told all that she had gathered from her dad. They're both thinking about what it could be.

But the topic soon changed to Quidditch. Of course, Harry was proudly standing with Bulgaria, but y/n were strongly against this. She was rooting for Ireland. They talked back and forth about why their team had to win. "Bulgaria has Viktor Krum. He's the best seeker of all."

"Oh please, he's all looks. Plus, Bulgaria play dirty most of the time; they're like the equivalent of when Flint was still captain of the Slytherin team. "

"No they don't!" Harry argued back, and it made Ron turn.

"You have no idea what you're talking about y/n, Viktor Krum will make sure Bulgaria wins." Ron spoke proudly, the boy being starstruck by the well-known seeker.

"Well, Ireland has Connolly," Fred piped in.

"And Quigley." Geroge also joined in.

"See!" y/n motioned towards the twins. "Fred and George are on my side; Ginny and even Hermione, who's not into Quidditch all that much, are rooting for Ireland. You and Ron are literally the only people who are hoping Bulgaria wins just because you're in love with Viktor Krum. "

A whole argument started between all the Weasley kids, Harry and y/n. All of those who were for Ireland were arguing back and forth with the two boys and counting up reasons as to why Ireland was going to win. It was all just fun, ending with all seven of them starting to laugh.

After a little while, they had been walking for a good hour already. Harry was about to say something to y/n but instead when he turned to her, he instead got fixated on her. Eyes looked over her features, having missed her over the summer. He could feel his cheeks slowly growing warmer and warmer the more he looked at her, and soon enough he had to avert his eyes from her as it felt like his face was on fire. Harry was quite sure his cheeks were red, but he hoped to Merlin they weren't.

Surely enough, they reached the portkey, although it made Harry frown as they walked closer, as he had no idea what a portkey was. "Just over there." Amos told everyone, and Harry's frown deepened at the sight of an old boot.

Harry tugged at y/n's sleeve before asking her. "Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?"

"That isn't just any manky old boot, mate," George cut in before y/n could answer.

"It's a portkey," Fred finished as he, George, and y/n moved into position.

"Time to go!" Arthur called.

"What's a portkey?" Harry was confused.

"Ready? After three. One, two," Amos started counting, but y/n quickly looked up at Harry.

"Harry!" And with that, Harry grabbed onto the boot.

"Three."

It all started to spin, or more like they all started to spin. Slowly but surely, they lifted up from the ground up into the sky, still spinning around. Everyone except Cedric, Amos, and Arthur screamed at the continued spinning. Though the twins were screaming in cheer.

When Arthur then suddenly told them all to let go of the boot, they all clinged onto it like a life line, making all except the older Diggorys go wide-eyed. Hermione immediately protested, even though she was slowly feeling sick to her stomach from the continued spinning. They all, however, did as the man had instructed them to and all dropped to the ground. Then, hitting the ground, all of them groaned and huffed at the sudden impact of the ground.

y/n looked up from where she lay on her stomach, coming to find that Harry was only about a metre away from her. "Ouch,"

Harry sat up and nodded at her, and when he turned he could see Amos, Cedric, and Arthur, all three coming down much more gracefully than any of the others. They are certain to land on their feet. All of them were grinning from how funny all the others had landed. "I bet that cleared your sinuses, ey?" Arthur asked as the three of them landed.

Cedric was quick to help Harry get on his feet, extending an arm for him to get pulled up. Earing a smile from the younger boy as he went to help his sister. "Oh, how nice of you, Ced."

"Aw, did my baby sister get hurt?" Cedric asked sarcastically. He pulled her up to stand too, and both of them laughed. The bantering between them was just a big joke to them.

"Come on!" Arthur called as he started to walk up the hill to where camp was. It made y/n smile brightly as she immediately grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him along. "You're going to love this!" It made Harry flush a crimson colour as she pulled him along with her to join the others.

Oh god did he like her.

——

The sun had begun to set over the field where the Quidditch World Cup was being held. The sky turned orange and was slowly becoming a dark blue that would make the stars and constellations of other solar systems visible. It was still pretty warm out, not overly warm but warm enough that not a lot of clothes were needed to keep warm.

People were making their way to their seats. Many had chosen to sit in the boxes in the middle of the stadium. It was a stadium bigger than Harry had ever seen. Now, he was not exactly looking to play Quidditch professionally, but to play at a stadium like this would definitely be something unforgettable.

All of them were looking around in amazement while making their way further up, Arthur in the lead. They were on their way to the top, which was a wise decision.If they were to stay by the boxes, they would have to squeeze together with other people. But if they were to be furthest up in the stadium, they would not have to fight for space with others and would have better sight than others.

"Blimey dad, how far up are we?" Ron asked as they stopped from having been climbing from the lowest level and were about thirty stories below the top.

Just as Arthur was about to answer, another man's voice cut in. One that they all knew very well and one that made Harry roll his eyes. "Well, put it this way, if it rains, you'll be the first to know." Lucius Malfoy smiled evilly at them.

y/n and Harry stood by the railing, looking down at Lucius and Draco, who were on the lower level. It was unusual to see Draco without his slytherin uniform. Instead, he was wearing a black suit, which did not seem at all practical. Draco laughed at his father's statement.

When they started to continue walking, Draco looked up at the others and smirked. "Father and I are in the minister's box, by personal invitation from Cornelius Fudge himself."

"Don't beast, Draco." Lucius stopped Draco with his cane, making the boy rub the spot where the cane had laned. "There's no need with these people."

Draco then looked up at them again. When he saw y/n however, a sly smile made its way to his lips. It was no news to most people that Draco Malfoy had taken an interest in the Hufflepuff girl. However, y/n had zero clue about that. The look Draco gave y/n made Harry roll his eyes. A feeling of annoyance was bubbling up inside him. No, not annoyance, but jealousy.

Before the two Malfoys could say anymore, Harry grabbed y/n's shoulder and started to turn her around so they could wall off. But Lucius Malfoy was not done as he slammed the snake part of his cane down on Harry's hand before it could leave the railing. It made y/n and the others turn just like Harry.

"Do enjoy yourself. While you can. " Lucius smiled unkindly at Harry before relinquishing his hand and walking off with Draco at his heels. But Dracos' eyes still stayed tranced to y/n.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Arthur asked.

"Yeah, just fine."

"Well, let's keep moving then. "We don't want anyone taking our place, do we?"Amos called from where he stood, and everyone began working their way up the stairs.

"Are you sure you're fine?" y/n turned to Harry as they waited to start climbing the stairs.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Nothing big. " Harry stuttered as he once more felt his cheeks heat up. But this time, it seemed like y/n noticed and it made him avert his eyes from her.

y/n smiled as she quickly gave him a peck on the cheek, taking the boy by surprise. "Good, now come on."

Harry couldn't fight the grin that broke out on his face when y/n turned and grabbed a hold of his hand to start wall up the stairs.

Oh boy.

Alright, not the best but it well.

But okey so I wanna write something where Harry AND Draco likes the reader but I can't come up with an idea so if you have an idea you can submit it to me:)

Him speaking french kills me

under the stars

regulus black x fem reader smut

warnings: smut, pet names, reg speaks french, oral (fem receiving), please tell me if i missed something!

summary: after not see regulus for a while, he sends a letter to meet you at the astronomy tower. he comforts you and makes up for your lack of physical affection.

word count: 1.3k

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Good morning mon amour,

I hope you have been having a tremendous morning. I miss you an immense amount, I need to see your beautiful face immediately. Meet me at our spot in the astronomy tower, 10 pm.

Can’t wait to kiss those ravishing lips again,

R.A.B.

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