Glistening: a form of teleportation which when used, leaves a glistening contour of the body.
Yo I'm sorry the previous chapter was shit because of the language mistakes !! I did say it was unedited.
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S.E. // The 7th SupremeAfter a few minutes of getting over the fact that my daughter just had to walk in as I was about to orgasm, preventing me from actually doing so, I got up. Tugging my shorts back up my legs, I turned the TV off and teleported upstairs. When I appeared by the staircase, I spotted Harry chasing the dogs out of Cleo's room, waving his hands around while they rushed out of the room. Once they were all out, he closed the door behind him. His gaze landed on me eventually when one of the dogs began jumping up, pawing me.
"I was eating something sweet? Really, Harry?" I questioned him with arched brows, unable to smile when he grinned cheekily, chuckling.
"What?" he defended himself as I shooed the dogs away, telling them to head to their beds downstairs. "My daughter asked me a question, so I answered it."
"Our daughter almost walked in on us," I snapped back lightly, in a playful tone walking towards the bedroom with him following me. "I just wanna help you wind down, he said. They're asleep! He said," I muttered under my breath while he curled his arms around my waist and shuffled behind along with me into the room.
"I'm sorry, Petal," he whined with a pout, peppering kisses over my cheek as I tried to push him away in order to change. "Hey, if you're still wet we could-"
"The mood has been killed, Harry," I interrupted him, patting his cheek as he finally let me go.
Turning away from him, I tugged my t-shirt over my head and removed my shorts. I realized that his gaze had fallen upon me, searing into my skin as I continued changing, unhooking my bra from around my back and letting it fall to the ground. I didn't turn around, simply reaching grabbing a large baggy t-shirt that was lying around and tugging it on.
When I turned around, I found Harry gazing at me with a dark lustful look in his eye, lower lip caught between his teeth as he stood there. His face held slight irritation, making me smirk knowingly because my actions had clearly aroused him. I stepped forwards, sliding my hands up his bare chest and linking them behind his neck. His hands grasped my hips and pulled me closer, forehead touching mine lightly as he leaned in close to kiss me. But he didn't, simply hovering his lips over mine and speaking.
"You're such a fucking tease," he murmured lowly to me, causing me to grin with laughter rumbling in my chest.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," I mumbled with a playful smile, making him roll his eyes, unable to contain his smile as his tongue ran along the inside of his cheek.
As we crawled into bed, Harry began questioning me on how I had quickly gotten over the fact that I didn't have my 'mind-shattering orgasm' because our daughter walked in. I told him that I told myself he'll make it up to me another time, making him immediately jump at the opportunity, insisting that I sit on his face right then. He seemed utterly horny and unfortunately, not sleepy.

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