Give in to me
17 years old (2011)
(Picture is not mine!)
A/N: Honestly, I suck at writing smut and there are definitely more talented people than I am! I hope you still enjoy it! xoxo
“Are you really sure you want to do it?” Harry’s hot breath hit my lips, his green orbs searching for confirmation in my eyes. I was placed onto his lap, straddling him. Our crotches met each other while I was grinding on him to create friction and simultaneously to get him turned on. I felt his hands trailing their way down my back to my hips where they stayed.
“Absolutely.” I panted, tangling my fingers in the mob of curls and pushing his head towards mine so I could connect our lips to a kiss again. What should suppose to be an evening with cuddling and watching movies until we fell asleep instantly turned out to be a heated make out session. Deep down, I knew it was time to lead our relationship to the next level.
We had been together for almost a year and none of us truly came up with the topic of having sex with each other. Every now and then you could notice that we lusted for the other one but honestly we never went further. Harry was very patient in that case and he took sex very seriously I could tell because it meant more to him than just having fun. For him, sex consisted of commitment, trust and deep connection and not to forget love. When it happened then because we loved each other and wanted to make this experience not because we felt obligated to do it. I knew he wanted to give me as much as time that I needed until I came to the point where I could say I was ready to give in myself to him.
Tonight, I was ready. Ready to connect my body with his, feeling him close to me than ever. Feeling his unconditional love for me. Just the thought caused little jolts in my entire body.
“You know we can wait.” Harry mumbled, pulling away from my lips. His face showed a hint of uncertainty. “It’s your first time, love. I don’t want you to regret anything afterwards. If we do this you’re not a virgin anymore. When it’s done, it’s done and there is no turning back. So please, think about it clearly. I don’t want to take something special that only belongs to you when you’re not into this.”
“I am, Harry.” I reassured him, caressing his cheek gently. I loved how caring he was. “I want you to make love me. I don’t want to share this experience with anyone but you.” My voice almost sounded desperate.
It was yet enough to convince him about my choice. He nodded his head. “Okay.” He whispered. “Let’s go to your bedroom then.” He stood up, me still clinging onto him, steadying his hands under my thighs and carrying me upstairs. Thank god my parents weren’t at home by the time and they wouldn’t be there for a while so Harry and I had all the privacy that we needed.
Arriving at my room, Harry carefully placed me onto my bed. A wave of nervousness washed over me and I could tell that Harry felt the same.
“You’re still sure about this, yeah?” He questioned again.
I nodded my head agreement. “I’ve never been so sure about something in my life.”
Harry crawled his way towards me until he was hovering over my body and I lied beneath him. He put his hands to the left and right of my head and bent down. My heart beat quickened and excitement run through my body. I couldn’t wait to become one with him.
As he kissed my lips, he slowly stripped my shirt over my head. The sudden contact with the cool air let goose bumps rise on my skin. I heard a slight gasp out of his mouth as he saw what kind of bra I wore. His eyes grew to a dark shade and lust was obviously visible in them. My hands went down to his pants and unbuckled his belt. Sliding his jeans to his ankles, I could recognize the bulge in his boxers.
We freed each other from the remaining bits of our clothes, throwing them in a corner of my room. However, when it came to my underwear, insecurity crept its way onto the surface. Firstly, Harry never saw me naked before, not even in a bikini. And secondly, I never was content with my body and I kinda was afraid of how he would react to it.
“What’s the matter?” Harry asked, sensing my hesitation.
“Nothing.” I claimed, just because I didn’t want to destroy our mood.
“Are you feeling insecure?” He exactly hit the mark with his question.
“(Y/N), you’re insanely beautiful, no matter how you look like. Even if you had more pounds on your hips or thighs or whatever part on your body, I would have still loved you. I love you for you, not for your body.”
Harry always knew what to say to cheer me up. I smiled widely and as he told me to arch my back so he had access to my bra and could unclasp it, I did what he said. The straps of my black laced bra slowly glided down my arms, giving Harry a perfect view on my breasts.
He offered me a smile, which gave me the feeling of encouragement.
“Do you like them?” I asked.
“I love them.” He said. “They’re perfect.” I took his both hands and let them to my chest. He cupped my breasts and kneaded them softly, adding a bit pressure on them. A content sigh escaped my lips and a wave of heat crushed on me. Harry glared intently at me, curious about my reaction. I closed my eyes in satisfaction, taking my lower lips between my teeth. His thumps brushed gently against my sensitive nipples and another sigh escaped my mouth as I felt little tingles flowing through my body.
Then, Harry took my nipples into his mouth, his tongue twirling around the little nubs until they became hard. Looking at him pleasuring me was definitely a hot sight.
“May I go further?” He inquired and as I gave him my approval to do so, he stripped me out of my panties. I was now fully naked and Harry practically devoured me with his eyes.
“I think I could get used to seeing you naked. Hopefully more often.” He grinned cheekily.
“Haha, you wish Styles.” I remarked.
Harry freed himself out of his boxers afterwards, my eyes widened and I gulped as I saw the size of his hard cock. He was huge. I took a deep breath.
“You think we could start?”
“Yes.” I responded. He went to his drawer and put out a little pack of condoms.
“Harry, we don’t need that.” I said. He gave me a confused look.
“I’m on birth control.” I admitted and earned a slightly bewildered expression on Harry’s face.
“Yeah, I wanted to be prepared once the time came. I want to feel you entirely, Harry. All of you.”
He came back to me, pushing me on my back, then placing himself between my legs. His hands were all over my naked body. Wherever he touched me, his hands left a burning sensation behind. My desire for him grew more every passing second. He placed his soft lips on my throat. I tilted my head to the side so he had more access to my neck, peppering my skin with gentle kisses. He easily found my sweet spot, teasing it with his amazing tongue. Biting, sucking, licking, that’s how he worked on my skin, drawing blood to the surface. He left his marks on me, to be seen for everyone and I was sure that I would keep them for a long while. But honestly, I didn’t care.
“It’ll hurt at the beginning.” He whispered in my ear. “I need you to stay relaxed and calm, okay.” I nodded.
“You need to tell me if you can’t handle it anymore and I will stop. Just tell me when you feel uncomfortable, please.”
I could feel the base of his erection against my core and then he slowly pushed himself into me. A burning pain hit me instantly and I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, my body stiffening. I couldn’t prevent a few tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Relax, baby.” Harry soothed. “I know it hurts.” I tried to, but the further he slid into me the more pain I felt. I whimpered. My nails were digging into his arms and Harry hissed at it.
“(Y/N), I will stop, okay? I don’t like to see you in pain. We can repeat this some other time.”
As he intended to slide out of me, I wrapped my lips around his hips, forcing him to stay.
“(Y/N).” He begged.
“No, please continue.” I choked out whilst the pain. He wiped away my tears and kissed over my eyes tenderly.
“But you’re hurting.”
“Move, Harry.” I was in pain, yes, but he filled me up entirely and there were no enough words to describe how complete I felt. He gave me more time to adjust to his size.
Intertwining our fingers then, he started to move his hips, thrusting into me with a slow pace. I still felt uncomfortable but the pain vanished a bit the more he slid in and out of me.
“Are you okay, baby?” He inquired.
“Yes.” I answered truthfully.
The pain was soon replaced by pleasure and sweet moans started to leave my lips. Harry buried his face in the crook of my neck, panting heavily.
“Harry…” I sighed, spreading my legs wider so I could take more of him. Here we were, tangled in each other’s arms with not only our bodies but also our souls connected, making passionate love to each other. It was amazing. An indescribable moment.
“(Y/N), you feel so good, baby. Oh jesus!” He groaned.
Thrust after thrust, he quickened his pace and we became a moaning and groaning mess. I no longer felt any pain. I bucked my hips up to meet his. When he hit my g-spot, I threw my head back in pleasure, screaming his name. He continued to hit that spot I was craving for and I could see the stars in front of my eyes. God, I loved this boy so much.
After a while, we switched positions so I could now ride him. I think he wanted me to be in charge of our love making so I knew how it felt to be in control. And I had to admit that I felt superior. Harry pressed his head against my chest, kissing the gap between my breasts. I increased my pace, bouncing faster but still gentle on his shaft. The sweet sounds that escaped his lips could have taken me to the edge here and now. I would always remember this even though there was more to come. And I was looking forward to it.
“You look so sexy riding me like this, baby.” Harry said. “Take all of me, baby. Make love to me. Show me your love. I’m all yours.”
I connected my lips with his, our tongues meeting each other and fighting for dominance.
“I love you, Harry.” I had the urge to scream this so everybody in the entire world knew that he belonged to me. However, it was in the middle of the night and I didn’t want the neighbors to wake up. I needed to contain the volume of my voice.
“I love you too, baby. Only you.”
Slowly, I felt something build up in my stomach and I knew I would hit my orgasm soon. Harry turned us to our old position and I lied underneath him again.
“I’m close, Harry.” I panted, slightly clenching around him.
“I’ve got you baby girl, let go when you feel like it. I’m here.” To find my release faster, he added pressure on my clit, rubbing circles on it. I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle my screams.
“Shit!” More and more whimpers came out my mouth.
“Let go baby. Give in to me.” Harry encouraged me. With another thrust, I came on his erection, muscles clenching around him and my toes curling. Harry road me through my orgasm and when his thrusts became sloppy he found his own climax.
He squeezed his eyes shut, his lips parted and he let out a throaty moan. “(Y/N)!” He spurted his semen into me and watching him during his high for the first time was an amazing experience.
His body fell onto mine, his head resting on my bare chest. My fingers instantly run through his hair, slightly tugging at them.
“It was wonderful. I have no words to describe it.” I mumbled. I was no longer a virgin anymore.
“You’re not feeling pain, are you?” He sounded sleepy.
“No, not anymore.”
“That’s good. Don’t want you get hurt.” His voice was nothing but a whisper now.
“I’m fine, baby.”
He gave me a final kiss on my lips for that night.
Soon we fell asleep in each other’s. Sweaty but happy in more in love than ever.