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Birthday Boy

You hit the steering wheel hard annoyed with the amount of rain coming down making it impossible for you to see as you drive. You want to drive fast and quick but with the amount of rain coming down, you were to scared. In that moment you wish you could be like other drivers and not give a damn but you couldn’t be that reckless. But the thought of Harry being angry at you made you want to be. 

“FUCK!” You screamed out, annoyed with the fact that you hit another traffic light. You start to shake, mainly from the cold but also from the nerves running through your body. It was causing you become anxious and all you wanted was to be home. You just wanted to see him. Sitting there tapping your fingers against the steering wheel, you start to go insane. Trying to distract yourself you turn on the radio and of course its him. His voice filling the speakers around you, caving you inside of the car. Your guilt starts to become worse and at this moment you just want to scream. 

You feel horrible, so fucking bad. The light turns green and you slam your foot onto the gas jolting forward. You realize how fast your going and your heart starts to race, nervous about how slippery the roads are and how fast you are driving around other cars. You slow down a bit, getting more anxious as you get closer to your house. You know he is going to kill you. He’s going to be so upset. You felt horrible. 

When you pull in, you go through security and they give you a look, the look of saying “You should of been here hours ago.” Maybe you were being paranoid but then again probably not. You smile at them anyways and continue on.  Pulling into your driveway you sit back against the seat and close your eyes for a second. Trying to steady your breathing. Exhaling, you lean back and grab a small package from the back before running to the quickly to the front door.

Walking through the front door you look at your house that you share with him. There was confetti everywhere. Balloons, wine and beer bottles all over the place, even wrapping paper clearly from all the presents he had received. You had missed Harry’s birthday party and you knew how fucked you are. How badly you fucked up. 

You walk nervously up the stairs and make your way towards your bedroom, bringing the small package with you. A part of you wished Harry was sleeping so you wouldn’t have to get in a fight with him but you more excited to give him his present. Even though the thought crossed your mind, you knew deep down that he wasn’t sleeping. You knew he was waiting for you and you knew he was mad. How upset he was right now and that he would be sitting on that bed with his arms crossed waiting for you to arrive. 

You push open the door and you see him there, just like you had predicted. Siting on the bed arms crossed staring at the door and now you. Waiting. “Hey,” you say nervously. Putting the package down on the dresser you wait for him to make the next move. You knew whats coming, you could easily tell by how dark his eyes are and the glare on his face. Biting your lip nervously you clutched your hands together, staring at him. You didn’t want to admit it but seeing him like that turned you on more than anything. 

“Hey baby, how are you?” He asks you with a fake cheerfulness, the glare still present on his face. He was clearly upset with you and you could tell how disappointed he was as well. He looks your body up and down, noticing your clothes and your hair. Seeing how drenched you are from the rain and you see his face soften a bit. “I can see its still raining outside.” He says to you with no emotion. You close your eyes and sigh, trying to figure out the best way to apologize to him, wanting him to know how horrible you feel. 

“Okay, okay. I suck. I more than suck. I deserve the ‘I’m the Suckiest Person Alive’ award… I know.” You sigh again, going into the bathroom quickly to wring out your hair. Coming back into the bedroom you looked at him, while taking off your sweater. “But I went into town to see Ashley, to do a couple of things and as I was with her she found-”

“Seriously? You missed my birthday because you were out with Ashley? The one person who  hates me?” Harry snaps at you. “You didn’t think to tell her that today was your husbands birthday.. oh i mean it was your husbands birthday.” He snaps again, crossing his arms once again. “I waited for you all night. I didn’t want to do anything without you. I kept saying Oh no Lauren wouldn’t do this to me, she would never miss my birthday. Since you know I thought she loved me-”

Whenever anyone questioned your feelings for Harry it made you so mad. You would get filled with rage and anger. Fans, magazines, friends anyone who would question it, even Harry. How could anyone not see how much you loved and cared for him. You did anything for him and you would continue do anything for him. He was everything to you.  “I do love you Harry, and you know that.  Don’t you dare question that!” You finally snapped, not happy with how this conversation was going. 

“You didn’t even call? How do you think that made me feel?” You can tell by his eyes that he is still angry with you but you also see the hurt there too. You wanted to cry, feeling horrible about the whole situation. All you wanted to do was make it up to him. Crawl into bed and cuddle with your husband. Spend his birthday showing him how much you cared about him, but it was too late for that now. 

“Baby..” You whisper trying to get his attention and he just shakes his head at you turning away from you. You pick up the package and make your way over to him. When you touch his arm he jerks it away from you and it breaks your heart even more. “Okay I know you hate me and I understand why but I love you and I have something for you. Just wait here okay?” You grab the package and make your way into the bathroom shutting the door behind you. 

You take off your wet clothes before grabbing the small package. You have never been so nervous in your whole life. Looking at yourself in the mirror you tried to give yourself a pep talk.  “You can do this Lauren.” You kept repeating to yourself. You put on the push up bra and the matching panties. Lastly grabbing the basically see through gown to wrap around you. 

Looking in the mirror you were shocked when you saw yourself. Your could feel your insecurities come back to you and you felt much more nervous than you did on the way here. This wasn’t you. You’re not sexy, you can’t pull this off. Here you were standing in these clothes wanting and hoping to surprise your husband. Trying to give him the best birthday present. Truth be told you originally went to see your friend Ashley about “Finding your inner sexiness” as she would call it. 

She was helping you with how to walk, how to talk and you wanted to get it perfect but you knew you had to be quick. Of course the moment you planned to leave Ashley’s boyfriend decided to admit to her that he was cheating on her and that he had met someone else. Wanting it to be over between them. Knowing how misunderstood and closed off Ashley was you stayed there and tried to comfort her. After a while you realized the time and you knew it wasn’t an excuse but you still didn’t want Harry to think you would do that on purpose, you would never miss his birthday on purpose. 

You sigh one last time while looking at yourself in the mirror. Moving your hands slowly over your body, feeling the material and giving yourself a small smile. Leaving the bathroom you try to walk quietly without your heels giving you away, you only hope that he likes it and better yet you hope he appreciates the gesture. Harry knew how insecure you are but you knew how curious he was with doing new things in the bedroom. You yourself always wanted to these things as well, just never had the confidence in yourself. Ever since you had been with Harry, your confidence has gotten better. He made you feel beautiful and even though you still had your doubts. Everyday you felt better and better about yourself. Harry being the silly boy who loves you insanely and no matter what. The boy who was always there for you. “Harry, baby..” When he doesn’t reply, you stood there nervously biting your bottom lip. “I’m sorry baby.” 

“I don’t care.” He mutters, pushing his face into the pillow. 

“I guess you don’t want your birthday present from me then?” You try to say it seductively hoping to get his attention. You see him freeze up, his shoulders going tense but he still doesn’t move. You walk over to him with knots in your stomach but trying to shake them off trying to be as confident as you can.  You walk over to him, gliding your nails up his bare back, noticing he has his eyes closed. Leaning down you whisper in his ear, “Harry…” Groaning, you know he’s annoyed with you for not leaving him alone. Lifting his head ready to tell you off, but his mouth closes quickly the moment he sees you. Looking at you from top to bottom. 

“Do you want your present baby?” You whisper to him once again. Your heart is beating hard against your chest. You had feelings you had never felt before. Feeling incredibly sexy but vulnerable at the same time. You stand there waiting for Harry to say something, hoping he likes your gift. 

“What the hell are you wearing?” His voice is chocked and you are startled at his response. You hoped once he saw you in this outfit he would grab you fast and push you onto to the bed not being able to control himself. Something you had continued to see in all those movies or shows, how the man is so captivated by his wife or girlfriend he just can’t get enough. You think to yourself - you can do this. But the fact that he is just starring at you makes you sad and you wish you never even put on this stupid outfit. Questioning yourself and wondering why you thought he would like this. 

“Im sorry, I thought you would like this. Uh, shit. Well you always say you want to try new things and I thought.. ugh I’m so stupid… I look stup-” He grabs your hand and pulls you down onto his lap so you are straddling him. Gripping your thighs and immediately you could feel him in between your legs. Harry pushing you down hard on him and you couldn’t help but roll your hips against him, wanting the pressure. 

“This is so fucking sexy but you are going to have to do a lot more than wear revealing clothes for me to forgive you for missing my birthday.” You look at his eyes and they are no longer dark and filled with anger.  They are soft and filled with lust. Noticing that he actually forgave you already, having a hard time staying mad with you. However full on knowing he wouldn’t admit it until you both played the game he wanted to play. It was his birthday and who were you to deny what he wants. The idea of giving yourself to him, turning you on more. But the idea of being a little defiant first caused you to let out a whimper. 

“So who’s getting handcuffed?” He smirks at you. 

“Let the games begin baby.” You start to push him down onto the bed, knowing he was going to punish you for trying to take control. 

“I’m still upset, but I want my present right now.” He groans while his eyes move down to  your breasts. Pulling the strap down, he moves his mouth to your right breast. Taking your nipple into his mouth, sucking on it before lightly biting it. Your hands running through his hair, already forgetting about your plan. Before you could realize it, he had flipped you over. Spreading your legs and coming down in between them. 

His lips immediately went down to your neck, while his hands grabbed yours and pinned them above your head. Sucking on your neck, you couldn’t help but throw it back more, giving him much more access. Loving when he branded you. Claiming that you were only his and no one else’s. Tonight you were wishing he would brand you in another way. The idea of his hand print of your ass, only for you to see and for both of you to know, couldn’t be more sexier. 

“Well since its your birthday, you shouldn’t have to do any of the work.” Winking at him, you opened up the bed side table and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. A huge smirk plastered on your face as you twirl the handcuffs around your fingers. He laughs amusingly and shakes his head at you. 

“I don’t think I want to be cuffed. Since you are the guilty one here I think you should be.”  Smirking at you, he continued to move his hands all over your body. Stoping at your inner thigh and lightly massaging the skin. 

You raise your eyebrow up at him and laugh knowing he thinks he is gonna win this. Truthfully you knew he was going to, but you wanted him angry first. You wanted him to punish you and take control. It was something you always fantasized about, just like he always fantasized about being in control. Taking what he wanted and how he wanted it. 

You push him with every strength you have and roll over on top of him, straddling his waist with your hands gripping one of his wrists. You loop the one to the left side of the bed post. He doesn’t say anything and you grab his other wrist, but quickly letting go just so you could run your hand around his bicep, feeling his muscles. You look over at him and you see his smirk on his face. You roll your eyes at him playfully before cuffing his other wrist to the bed post. 

Standing up you pulled the panties down your legs slowly. Your eyes never leaving each other. His breathing begins to get heavier and you could tell he’s already frustrated. “You are really asking for it babe.” 

Smirking you sit back down on him, your legs on either side of him, but spread open. Hearing him groan the moment he see’s how wet you are for him. “Look baby. You see what you do to me? God I’ve never been this wet before.” Slipping two of your fingers inside of you, you pretended it was his. While your other hand circled its pointer finger against your clit. “Oh god, Harry. Fuck baby.” 

His eyes are once again dark. His eyes never leaving the place in between your thighs. He rattles the bed post, and you know he wants to touch you. To feel you and you know he is not happy with your right now. “Yea.. I don’t want this.” He groans. 

You smile at him and bring your lips down to his lightly touching him. He tries to deepen the kiss but before he could do anything you pull away.  “Lauren, un cuff me now. I don’t want this.” He growls, trying really hard to reach you.  You pull your fingers from yourself and lightly brush them across his lips, trying to tease him. “Lauren seriously. I swear to god. Uncuff me. Fuck I want you.” 

“No baby, this is going to be lots of fun.” You whisper, running your lips along his neck. You sit up and grab something out of the nightstand and you know he knows what you are grabbing. “Lauren, no.” You smile before slipping the scarf over his eyes. “It will be fun baby.” You whisper against his lips. You close your eyes trying to control yourself. Wishing he could easily break through the hand cuffs and take you, but you had to follow your plan. 

“Why dress up if I cannot see you or touch you? Not the greatest present. I don’t think I should forgive you.” He argues as he shivers from your touch. Stroking your fingers up and down his chest. You bring your lips back down to his neck, pampering kisses along his skin making your way down his chest knowing how much he loves it when you do that. You bring your lips back to his neck and place a open mouth wet kiss. “Im so sorry Harry.” You whisper against his neck. You brush your lips everywhere on his neck before kissing his adams apple and then biting it, you hear him gasp and see him pull his hands once again rattling the bed posts. 

“Lauren… let me go.” He repeats throwing his head back gently giving you more access to his neck. You pull his head back towards you and place a kiss on his lips. “God I love you.” Kissing him between each word. You hug him tight putting your face in the crook of his neck and his face in yours, letting him kiss your shoulder and the skin he has access to. “Let me go, Lauren.” He repeats again as he continues to kiss you. You sigh before pulling off the scarf that was covering his eyes. 

“You sure?” You whisper in his ear and he nods, biting your skin. “Because maybe I should just take you. Maybe I should be a bad girl and not listen to you. Hmm. How would you like that baby.” 

Hearing a growl come from his throat, he stares at you hard. “Baby if you don’t un cuff me now, I swear to god. You won’t be able to sit for a week.” 

“I kinda like the sound of that.” You whisper against his lips. 

Smirking, he grabs your bottom lip with his teeth. “You want me to spank you don’t you baby? To take control of whats mine. You want it don’t you?” 

Whimpering and letting out a hard breath, you quickly undo the first handcuff. Going to the second one you undo it fast and before you know it you are pinned under him with your hands above your head. Gasping when he pushes himself hard against you. You see his smirk on his face and you wonder what he’s gonna do. The excitement of it all, turning you on more. 

You moan as his lips nip at yours before he slips his tongue in and his hands start moving all over your body. His fingers start to play with the push up bra you had on, cupping your breast hard before pulling back and looking at it. “Fuck..” He whispers before quickly pulling the material down to your waist and wasting no time before putting one of your breasts in his mouth. You whimper when you feel him start to tease your nipple by tugging at it with his teeth and then sucking harshly on it. He sits up and stares down at your thighs and you hear him groan. “Fuck baby.” You spread your legs a bit hoping he’s going to touch you but his eyes go from having lust in them to going soft. 

“Why didn’t you come?” You know he’t not angry at you anymore, just hurt. You frown at him before sitting up, he moves backwards a bit so you can sit up properly and push your chest against his. He groans at the feeling of your bare chest against him. He loves your boobs, he can never get enough of them always grabbing them, kissing them, licking them, playing with them. You never liked them until you met Harry. Always thought they were too big and in the way but Harry made you grow to love them. “And fuck.. this outfit is not fair… Where did you get it? Im supposed to be mad at you and you pull this thing out? Not fair. Baby fuck we are continuing, I just. I just need to know why.” 

Grabbing the hem of his shirt, you pull it over his head and push your chest back against his. You smile but then frown again looking into his eyes. “I really am sorry baby. I had this planned for a while, the outfit and everything but I was nervous. I was scared on how to act and how to pull this off without making a fool of myself. I just wanted to be sexy for you baby.” He opens his mouth to speak and you cut him off. “Ashley was helping me and trying to give me tips and just trying to help me but then of course the one guy she actually likes and has feelings for her cheats on her and she finds out, so i’m there trying to comfort her and of course it started raining and I tried calling you and because of the storm the call wouldn’t go through. I didn’t know what to do I didn’t want to leave her and I know its not fair but she would never forgive me if I left her. I just felt bad you know?” Letting out a long breath, you could see his face the whole time trying to catch everything. Your words coming out fast and all over the place. “God I know its so stupid and silly and I’m horrible.” 

He sighs before cupping your cheek in his hand, while you leaned into his touch. “I missed you so much tonight, I just wanted to be with you. I didn’t care about anything, I just wanted you and I was so worried, I kept trying to call you and I couldn’t get a hold of you. You are my wife and you were all I wanted tonight.” You frown, upset at yourself all over again. He kisses your cheek and stares at you once again. “How you treat your friends and the person you are, makings me love you more. You’re an amazing person. But baby as much as I love this, I don’t need this. I don’t need you to do this for me. Baby you are so sexy on your own and I don’t need you to do this to please me. Trust me. I love this so much but I don’t ever want you to feel like this is what you have to do. You look amazing though, so beautiful and sexy. I feel like I am cheating on my wife with my wife.” 

Smirking you could feel the desire becoming stronger. Your confidence really strong. Pushing him back on the bed, you climbed over him. Licking your lips you move your hands down to his pants. Undoing the belt and his jeans. Moving his hands to the back of your thighs, he smoothed them across your ass while smirking up at you. 

“Anything you ever wanted to do to me baby?” Winking at him he groans before flipping you both over. Getting you to go on all fours. Looking back over at him over your shoulder, you whimper so turned on. He pulls the wrap off your shoulders before unclasping your bra and throwing it across the room. Leaving you in nothing but your heals. Running his hands over your back side, you waited patiently. The wetness between your legs getting worse by the second. He spreads your legs so you are fully exposed to him,  hearing him groan as he is faced once again with your pink center. 

Pulling off his jeans and boxers he came up behind you. Kissing your shoulder he moved his hand to in between your legs. Inserting to of his fingers to the knuckle, moving them in and out of you. “You’ve been a very bad girl baby. Missing my birthday. Trying to take control and not listening to me. Handcuffing me. Bad baby.”

“I’m sorry sir.” You moan out, as he inserts another finger. “Shit.” 

“No swearing. Now how many do you think you should get.” He whispers against your shoulder. Loving how dark his voice was. 

“Two on each side baby. Hard ones though. When I sit, I want to think of you.” Waiting there, you started to become impatient. Frustrated when he pulled his fingers out, whimpering at the loss of feeling. “No.. fuck.” 

“What did I say about swearing? Now be a good girl and come here.” 

Frustrated you crawled over to him. He was sitting against the headboard with a huge smile on his face. Knowing he was going to make you wait and give it to you when you least expected it. Smirking you pushed your hands onto his thighs and scratched your nails across them. Leaning up you pressed your lips against his, letting your tongue slowly graze his bottom lip. Flipping you over once again, he pushes himself in between your legs letting him move against your wet slit. 

“Baby please. No more games.”  Kissing you hard you felt him move your hands above the bed, so lost in the kiss you didn’t even realize he had hand cuffed one of your hands already. Doing the other one right after. Pulling back from you, you looked above you and noticed your hands. Groaning at the restraint. 

“Sorry Lo. My day. My rules. Don’t worry though, it will be worth it in the end love.” Kissing you once more he pulled away immediately. Not letting you deepen the kiss, like you did to him. Frustrated you groaned. “See its not fun, now you know how I felt. Now your gonna learn to not tease your husband like that. I’ll be right back babe.” He gets off the bed and leaves the room. You groan trying to get loose and wincing at the metal of the cuffs scratching you. You kick your heals off and wait for him to return. 

You see him walk in with his birthday cake and you look at him confused. Scared once you saw the smile on his face. Moving your eyes down, you could see how hard he was. Noticing pre cum on the tip of him. Wanting nothing more than to suck the top of his head in your mouth while his hands moved in your hair and he thrusted into your mouth. “Harry baby. I want you in my mouth. Please.” You whimpered. 

Ignoring you, he comes onto the bed. “You didn’t have any yet right?” He asks you and you shake your head no at him. He smirks before dipping his finger into the cake and bringing it to your lips.  You suck the cake off of his finger, never breaking eye contact with him. He grabs a fork and scoops up a piece before bringing it close to your lips but before it reached your lips he drops the cake onto your chest. “Oops.” All you could think is oops yeah right. He looks at you with his dark eyes that are filled with lust and he goes down to your chest before licking the cake off of your body. Sticking his finger into the icing and moving it along your nipple before taking it into his mouth. 

When he’s gotten all the cake off your chest he comes back to your lips before kissing you hard. Your arch your body into his, wanting to feel him. “This cake is really good.” You whisper against his lips. “Mmm even better now.” He whispers as his hands grip your thighs pulling them up to meet his hips. You moan at the feeling of his hardness moving against you. Lifting your leg up against his hip his hand came down hard against your right cheek and you cry out against his mouth. 

“Oh my god. Fuck again baby. Please.” 

Rubbing over the spot where he hit, he brought his hand up once more before coming back down against the same spot. 

“Yes! Fuck. Other side now babe. Please.” 

“No. You have to wait. I want those beautiful lips around my cock.” Undoing the cuffs he sat against the bed before putting his hand in your hair and bringing your face down close to him. “Take it baby. Don’t hold back.” 

Not even waiting a second, you gripped him in your hand and moved it against him twice before taking him fully into your mouth. Groaning he gripped your hair harder while he started to move his hips, fucking your mouth. Whimpering you felt him go deep down your throat, tears forming in your eyes. 

“Fuck, I love your mouth.” He groaned while he continued to thrust. 

Rolling his balls in your hands, you sucked his head into your mouth while you moved your tongue just under the head. Taking him once again deep into your mouth, you started to move your mouth faster. Your other hand stroking the bottom once your mouth would move to the head. 

He was loosing his mind and he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Your mouth a total weakness for him. “Okay, stop. Enough. I need to be inside you.” 

Not listening you continued to take him. Rolling his balls into your hands once again. 

Almost loosing control, he raised his hand and smacked your left cheek hard. Crying out you dropped him from your mouth, whimpering and breathing hard. “Fuck. I love it when you do that.” 

“I love it when you listen. Now lay down and spread your legs for me.” 

Doing as told, you laid back onto the bed. Moving down to in between your legs, he lifted your leg onto his shoulder before taking one long taste of you. Arching your back, you pushed yourself closer to him, rolling your hips against his mouth while he kissed in between your legs. “Yes. Shit, harry. Right there. Oh god.” Placing one single kiss to your clit, he climbed back up your body and lined himself up at your entrance. “Fuck me hard. Take me, I can’t wait anymore.” 

You scream out when he thrusts hard in between your legs. Crying out his name as he continues to thrust hard into you. Getting deeper and deeper with each thrust. Feeling him in the pit of your stomach, you couldn’t keep your eyes open. His cock tapping his spot inside of you each time. Harder and harder. 

“Oh my god. Harry!” Throwing your head back, your nails dug into his back. He was fucking you so hard the bed kept hitting the wall. You could feel it shifting back and forth and scratching the floors. 

“Fuck Lo. You feel amazing.” Pushing his face into the crook of your neck, he sucks hard on the skin there. Wanting to leave marks all across your neck. Branding you and showing where he had been. 

Flipping you over, you sunk back down on him and started to ride him. Moving his hands to your breasts he massaged them in his hands, getting harder while he watched them bounce and saw you throw your head back moaning from pleasure he was giving you. Taking his left hand he smoothed it over back side on your left cheek before it came down hard. “Yes! I love it when you spank me. God we’re so dirty baby.” Circling your hips you started to do figure eights while still riding him. Watching his face filled with pleasure, groaning out your name. 

Gripping your thighs he brought you to a straddle over his face. His tongue pushing inside of you and sucking you hard into his mouth. Groaning at the taste of you and him. Moving your hips against his mouth, you moved your hand backwards and continued to stroke him. Pumping him hard in your hand. “I need your cock in me Harry. I need you to finish fucking me.” 

Groaning, he threw you to the side of the bed. Grabbing your leg he put it on his shoulder once again before thrusting into you hard. “Lo, fuck. This is the best birthday present. Shit.” Gripping your hips he tilted them upwards so he could get in deeper. All of him pushing in and out of you, you couldn’t even make a sound at this point. Your breath being taken away while he took you. “Come on babe. Come with me. All over me.”

Feeling you pulse against him, he moved his fingers to your clit and started to rub them hard against you. “Shit Harry! I’m gonna come. Oh my god.” Not stopping he continued to take you hard, both of you breathing hard and short. Both of you feeling your orgasms in the pit of your stomach and all the way to your toes. 

With one hard thrust, you came all over him and the bed. Soaking both of you. “Oh my god. Harry!” You screamed out one last time. Pushing his lips hard against yours he continued to move inside of you. Almost there, the sound of your bodies moving against each other pushing him over the edge. 

“Mm Happy Birthday to me.” He says against your lips before spilling himself inside of you. His body falling on top of yours, breathing heavily into your neck. 

“Happy Birthday baby.” You smirked against his neck. Your breathing still not under controlled. Harry once again taking your breathe away. 


“Sex better not be my only present.” Harry looks over at you, laughing as you pull his shirt over your body. You climb back onto the bed and before you could lay down, he grabs you pulls you on top of him. Smiling you rest your head into the crook of his neck. Wrapping his arms tight around you, you snuggled in closer to him. “Im serious baby, I want like a trip somewhere or a ‘Get out of Jail Free Card’ for the next time I fuck up.” 

You laugh at him. “At least you know there will be a next time.” Lifting your head you winked at him. 

“Im not the one who missed my lovers birthday.” He shoots back at you and you wince feeling sick to your stomach again. You thought you were forgiven, thinking he would realize how truly sorry you were. “Shit. Sorry baby. I know you didn’t do it on purpose. Don’t be mad at me.” He whispers, hugging you tighter to him.  

“Im sorry baby, you know Ashley can be selfish sometimes.” He rolls his eyes at you knowing how true your statement is. “Don’t change the subject, I want my other present and I want it now!” You laugh at him, as he continues to rub his hands up and down your sides. Moving them along your legs and your backside, lightly pinching it. 

Laughing you smack the back of your hand against his chest. “Fine! Ok, ok. I’ll give you your other present now baby.” You sit up and get off of him, getting on your knees and sitting on the back of your heals. Pouting when you got off of him, already missing your body pressed against his. “Close your eyes Harry.” He closes his eyes and waits for you to get up and leave to retrieve his other present. Laughing at him you grab his hands before placing them over your stomach. “Happy Birthday.” You whisper. His eyes shoot open, looking at your now intertwined hands placed over your stomach. 

“Im confused.” He whispers. You sigh before rolling your eyes at him and then you see the realization in his eyes as they widen and they look down between your stomach and your face. He just stares at your stomach as you wait for him to say something. “Baby please tell me what my present is before I assume something and then end up being wrong.” 

“Harry, baby.. I’m pregnant.” You whisper starring into his eyes. He grins before wrapping his arms around you tight and kissing you all over your face and your neck. Kissing any part of your skin he can get to.  “Do you like your present?” He shakes his head yes as he continues to kiss you everywhere. “Am I forgiven now?” you whisper in his ear. “Fuck yes.” He looks at you and you notice the tears in his eyes, lifting your hand up to wipe them away. 

“Thank you so much baby. Thank you. Thank you. You have just given me the best present ever. I have never been so happy. I love you so much.” He said in between kisses. Not being able to stop pressing kisses all over you. 

You smile at him before placing your lips against his and smiling that you gave him the best present ever. You pull back, “Happy Birthday Baby.” 


#26 Why Not Me? (Harry Styles)

I picked up his favourite from the restaurant and a bottle of wine before driving to his house. He had just broken up with his last girlfriend, and I wanted to be there for him – like I always had been. He stood at the gate looking pouty and upset as I parked my car. He looked at me and then, turned around walking in. I shook my head and took out the packets from the car.

“You are so dramatic,” I said.

“I am going through a breakup. I’m entitled,” He pouted and jumped on his couch.

“Okay, okay smarty pants. I brought lunch!” I cheered keeping the food on the table.

“I want to be alone for a while, Zuri.”

“What? I brought your favourite! Don’t you want to eat?” I asked, walking towards the sofa.

“No, I want to be alone,” He retorted.

“Hey…” I sat down in front of his face. “It’s okay. I’m sorry you broke up. But, don’t stop eating…C’mon. I know you skipped breakfast. Eat some lunch,” I cupped his cheek as he shrugged it off. “Even I haven’t eaten…won’t you eat with me?” I asked, wishing he would agree.

“Why don’t you find another guy to torture with your lunch? Why bother me!” He turned his back.

“What?” I cared for him. Yes, I have had this massive crush on him since, forever, and he knew about it very well. But, this is not what this was. I was a good friend of his.

“Also, just because I have had a breakup, doesn’t mean it’s your turn now! Got it?” His tone was laced with disgust and sarcasm. It took me back, and I stumbled on my knees. I tried not to take his words to heart but, my eyes still brimmed with tears. He was always this harsh after a breakup. And, I left my naked heart in front of him in care, every fucking time. I still remember the day he found out I liked him, I was like any other fan.

“You like me?” He asked, frowning.

“Dude, she has liked you for the past 6 years!” Michael laughed.

“It’s not a big deal,” I had smiled, throwing a cushion at Michael.

“But, you never mentioned it before?” He shook his head.

“I didn’t think it’ll matter…” I shrugged.

“Well, you just have to ask for a picture and an autograph,” He smirked.

My heart fell. I was not just a fan. “Sure,” I hit his shoulder.  

.”That’s not what I was…” I gulped. I walked off, wiping my tears. Picking up my keys from the table, I gave him one last look. He didn’t even care, and I didn’t deserve this. Was it some license to treat people poorly when you find out them like you? He always took me for granted even after knowing him for so many years. Sometimes I wish he never found out about my crush. It was more than a crush, now. I was in love, and it was pretty one sided. And, like he said, it was clear now. I’ll never get that chance with him. He will choose anybody over me, and he had done that so many times.

“Do you want to watch  a movie, tonight?” I asked. We had been hanging out together after his breakup with Clymentra.

“Actually, I have a date,” He smirked.

“Oh, with who?” I asked my heard falling.

“Josie, we met her, the other day?” He said.

“Josie? Yes, she is my friend,” I looked at him, shocked.

“Yeah, her.” He nodded and stopped in front of the tube. “Are you sure you don’t want me to leave you home?” he asked.

“You wouldn’t have left me anyway, why pretend?” I shook my head and got out.


He went on a few dates with Josie and, I felt it was just to spite me. Like, shove it in my face, or something. But then, I was giving too much importance to myself. He didn’t really care. He wasn’t even there for me, while I was always standing right beside him for any help. He just looked through me. He never came for any of my art shows, never asked me how my day was or how my work went or anything while I realised I always did. And, now he had gone ahead and said that. Why was I degrading myself like that? What was it worth? Maybe Harry Styles should just remain a crush in my head which is long overdue to get over! I had to find someone new, and I had to stop texting him and asking him about how he was and if he wanted to hang out for he never did until I asked. I was always his backup option and, I had had enough.

I wiped my tears and walked up to my apartment. Not hungry anymore, I climbed into my bed and slept wishing to be a different and a confident person when I woke up.

“The lunch was amazing. Thanks for bringing it. H.”

I looked at the message when I woke up, and it did nothing but, anger me more. I deleted it and went to have a bath wanting to hang out tonight.

“Hello, Richie!” I walked into the club wishing the gatekeeper. He knew me really well and always sent me in without waiting. I ordered a drink from the bar and sat down on the stool. I thought about calling my friends but, didn’t. I wanted to be alone.

“You here by yourself?” The guy sitting next to me, asked.

I nodded and took a sip of my drink. “What about you?”

“Same,” He nodded. “I’m Andrew,” he brought his hand forward, and I shook it.


“What is a beautiful girl like you, Zuri, doing alone in a club?” He asked.

“I’m a big girl, I can take care of myself and hang out alone,” I smiled. “What is a handsome guy like you, Andrew, doing alone in a club?” I giggled.

“I came as a third man – which I now, regret.”

I laughed and finished my drink. “I’m sorry for you,”

“Yeah? They seem really happy by themselves. Trust me, don’t fall for ‘we won’t have fun without you’ said by anyone, ever!”

“I won’t.”

“Hey Zuri,” He said, after a while. “It’s a beautiful night outside. Do you want to go for a drive?”

“I’m not that type of a girl, Andrew.”

“I know,” He nodded, “Just a drive.”

I nodded and walked out with him. We walked towards his car, and he opened the gate for me. It was nice driving in weather as cool as this. For once, I didn’t mind my hair flying back. It made me happy.  “You are very beautiful, Zuri,” He said, after a while.

“Thank you,” I smiled. We talked the entire ride, about the most random things we could think of. We talked about how we loved Tom and Jerry but, didn’t like the new version at all. We talked how traffic jams in a city were completely understandable and cursing about it would not help and had fun talking about it.

He stopped in the front of my house, “This was a lovely night, Zuri.”

“Yeah, it was,” I nodded.

“I hope, you agree to see me tomorrow?” He smiled.

“So soon? Aren’t you supposed to wait for a day or something?” I laughed.

“No, I like you a lot,” He smirked.

I nodded, and we exchanged numbers, “tomorrow then,” He stayed till I walked inside my apartment and waved from my window. I hadn’t had a nice evening in months, and this felt awesome. It was a sign for me to let go of Harry.

It had been two weeks of meeting Andrew and in these fourteen days, we hung out at different places and did different things because he felt he could do the unusual with me. I enjoyed it. I hadn’t dated in years, and this was a nice breather. In these two weeks, I had made a conscious decision not to text Harry. He had not contacted me, either after that message and, I felt okay about it. There was still a pinch in my heart when I thought about it, but I felt better, now.

I was sitting in a coffee shop reading my Kindle. I was supposed to meet Andrew in two hours but, I just felt like sitting at a coffee shop and reading my book. “I haven’t seen you in a few days!”I heard his voice and, I almost dropped my device.

“Harry!” I exclaimed. He had walked in the shop with yet, another girl who I didn’t know this time. “You apparently feel better?” I looked at her and nodded, “Hi, I’m Zuri.”

“Mia,” She smiled.

“Mia is my school friend,” Harry cleared.

“Of course, she is!” I smiled, sitting down.

“You mind if we join you?” he asked, and I shook my head.

“Please do,” I pulled my coffee towards me.

“So, you haven’t been around?” He frowned.

“Just been keeping busy,” I smiled. “What do you do, Mia?” I asked, avoiding any conversation with him.

“I’m an interior designer,” She said. I knew she could feel the tension and the unnecessary push from Harry’s side.

“Oh, that’s great! Did you read the new article on space in New Interiors?” I asked. I was good at making conversation.

“Oh my gosh, you know about it?” She looked impressed, and I smiled, “It was amazing, wasn’t it? You can always learn something from Hosslehoft!”

We kept talking and, I felt Harry’s eyes on my skin throughout. He had a look in his eye which I couldn’t decipher. “Oh well, look at the time,” He said, after a while. “We had to see the gallery at 12, didn’t we?”He asked her.

“Oh yeah, there is this Art Showcase which looks amazing! You should come?” she asked.

“You’re going to an art show with her?” It was like a slap in my face. Every time I had asked him, he told me he was not interested. I stared at him with a knowing look on my face. He knew how I was feeling.

“Ye-ah?” He stumbled.

“It sounds amazing!,” I said to her. “Although, I am supposed to be meeting someone at one so, I’ll have to excuse myself.”

“Who?” Harry asked.

“A friend.” I looked at him.

“Oh, never mind! Next time? We must hang out!” She cheered. “Harry?”

“Yeah, take my keys. I’ll join you in a minute.” He said, and she walked away, with a questioning look.

He sat down again and looked at me, “What?” I asked.

“Who are you meeting?” He asked.

“I told you a friend.”


“What? Andrew.” I gave him a weird look.

“Who is Andrew?” He asked.

“You don’t know him.”

“Exactly,” He said, “And, I know all your friends. And why haven’t you contacted me in so many days?”

“Oh my god, you’re crossing the line. You’ve no business.” I was taken aback. “And, you could have contacted me, too. Just saying…”

“Right so, this Andrew guy is?”

“Somebody I have been seeing. What is your problem?” I asked.

“You’ve been seeing someone?” he looked at me, comically.

“Yes, Harry. I have the right of meeting people and dating them according to my wish. Why don’t you leave? Mia’s waiting for you.”

“Oh c’mon!” he stopped as I felt a hand wrap around me and, Harry looked up in question.

“Andrew! You’re early…” I said, surprised and stood up and hugged him. “Umm, this is Harry,” I introduced them, and they shook hands. I felt he was shocked to see that, this guy actually existed and had his hand wrapped around my waist. His eyes kept shifting to it and, it was just making the atmosphere uncomfortable. “Okay so, let’s leave?” I asked, and Andrew nodded. “I’ll see you, Harry? Bye.” We walked away, leaving him standing at the table and, I tried my best not to glance back.

What do you guys feel about this character of Harry? 

Part 2



Morning Sex

Harry groaned as the light shined through the window. He grumbled and turned to her, rubbing his eyes gently and looking at her. She looked gorgeous, the light hitting her bare skin making it shine. They had spent the entire night making love, because Harry’s break has officially started and they wanted to ‘make up for lost time.’

Her chest moved up and down, her breasts tempting him. Even if they had been at it all night, he couldn’t get enough of her. And the hard on he woke up with, didn’t help his position either. The room smelled of sweat and sex, but right now it was the sweetest scent to him. He could feel her skin against his, and it was driving him crazy.

Leaning over, he peppered kisses all over her shoulder and neck, trying to wake her up a bit. She squirmed and he smirked against her skin, starting to suck and bite at her skin, forming light hickies.

“Mm Harry…” She groaned, backing her ass into his groin, feeling his hardness against her.

“Want you.” He mumbled against her skin, rubbing his hardness against her supple ass. Both of them were naked, and he could feel her head against him driving him crazy.
She nodded and lifted her leg, reaching between them and taking his cock and sliding it inside her.

Harry groaned loudly, the feeling of her tight, wet, wariness around his hard cock. He thrusted in slowly, burying his face into her neck. Letting out a shuddering breath, he thrusts deep inside of her.

She lets out a whimper as he drives deep inside of her heat, filling her up. He was the biggest she’s ever had and felt absolutely amazing. She couldn’t get enough of him.

Harry’s hands reaches over her and took her breasts into her hands, squeezing as her fucking into her, a bit faster now. Her whimpers and small moans fuel him to move faster, his hands moving to pinch and play with her erect nipples.

“So gorgeous baby… Feels so good around me. Love fucking you baby, so so good.” He whispers into her ear. He was on cloud nine, his stomach feeling his orgasm approaching. Morning sex was one of his favorites with her, along with wall sex, rough sex, shower sex…. The list goes on.

“Mm so close H, please.” She said quietly, her hand going down to touch her clit. Harry wasn’t having any of that. He knocked her hand out of the away and rubbed it in quick circles, trying to help her reach her climax.

He felt her clench, her legs shaking lightly as she let out a whine, coming around him. Her orgasm triggered his, his thrusts stuttering as he came deep inside of her.

Pants and the smell of sex filled the room, the both of the stated…. For now.


With yours and Harry’s relationship being so public, there was never much PDA. Of course when you were with your friends, family and people who truly knew you, you were all over each other. But in public, you opted to be more reserved. That being said, sex anywhere outside the confines of your home or hotel was an extremely rare occurrence. You’d both rather not run the risk of getting caught in the act and having to look that person in the eye and explain. Also, it’d be a total mood killer. But sometimes, only sometimes though, you couldn’t help it. You couldn’t ignore the wetness and ache in your panties and Harry couldn’t resist the throb in his tight black jeans. And tonight, was one of those nights.

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                                                Aspen X Justin 

Raw talent. The two words that pop into my mind as I watch my boyfriend, Justin Bieber sing his heart out into a recording studio mic. His biceps flex as he grips the stand and his jawline tenses with each note and syllable. His eyes are closed in this moment so he can’t blush as I look him up and own analyzing his every move.

He sings a high note and I’d be lying if I said my already damp panties didn’t become soaked. He opens his eyes and a slow, crooked grin graces his face as he motions for me to enter the studio. I politely push past Scooter and a few others involved in his creative process and walk into the booth.

“How did I sound baby?” He asks me his arms winding around my waist and pulling me towards him. I take a deep breath of his cologne and snuggle into his embrace placing a small peppering of kisses at the base of his neck.

“Mmm. You sounded amazing as per usual, but you knew that didn’t you?” Justin chuckles and his hands reach down to cup my jean clad ass.

“Yeah I knew that, love to hear you say it though” he whispers giving my booty a slight pinch.

“Can we go home or do you have to lay down something else?” Justin glances over my shoulder I assume to look at Scoot. With a short laugh he places his lips next to my ear and nibbles at my earring before answering,

“I’m gonna lay something down but it won’t be a track” he says sexily. The studio heats up considerably and I clear my throat when I hear Justin’s boys laughing behind me.

“They can hear you you jerk” he slaps one ass cheek, then the other and with a squeeze he ushers us out the booth.

“Gentlemen,” he says with a nod of his snapback covered head the crew snickers and Scoot whistles. The walk from the studio is a hellish adventure. Justin uses me to cover his boner as we push through the hoards of paparazzi and a few screaming girls. We reach his car and the driver takes off immediately, as the partition rolls up Justin slithers a hand onto my thigh and leans forward until my head rests against the window.

“What are you up to?” I ask coyly he responds by trailing his hand up and flicking open the button of my jeans. I watch as he toys with the sliver of black lace showing and pushes past it to soothe the throbbing piece of flesh that rest between my lower lips.

“Justin,” I moan quietly as his middle finger rubs the bundle of nerves tentative circles, he mimics my mouth every time I gasp and I reach up and slap away his stupid hat letting his pinkish grayish hair fall into his eyes.

“Aspen, are you close babe?” He asks as his index finger take an experimental dip into my vagina and slips in with ease. My muscles clench up and before I know it I’m curling into him and biting down on his jacket to keep in the scream building up inside.

“Fuck,” I whisper with a shaky breath and Justin grins smugly his hand still down my panties moving in slow, tortuous motions. I can feel the burning building up again inside me.

“Think you can give me one more?” He says but before I can answer the car jerks to a stop and there’s a knock on Justin’s door. He takes his hands from my panties and I hurriedly zip and button back up smoothing my hair before he opens the door. The occasional camera flash goes off as we walk up the driveway to his home and the papz shout out some nonsense to which I flash my middle finger. The same finger that holds the promise ring Justin gave me last month.

“You’re bad as fuck Pen” he tells me shutting the front door behind us and locking it before he follows me to his elevator. I giggle and press the button shimmying out of my clothes as the doors open I step inside and press the closing button before Justin can get in I hear a frustrated growl when the door closes and when they open again a panting Justin grabs me and hauls me over his shoulder.

“You little tease” he murmurs placing me in the middle of his king sized bed before dropping his pants and tearing off his shirt. I practically rip off my bra and throw it across the room before he pounces on me, my back smashing against a tower of silken pillows. His hands run through my hair, his thumbs pressing against my cheeks with a bruising force and I let out a tiny moan. He sucks on my bottom lip, occasionally massaging it with his tongue in between sucks and by the time he releases it its swollen and pouting.

He grins his sexy ass grin and lowers his head to my breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth and rolls the other between his thumb and forefinger I arch into his palm and mouth and he gives a devious laugh. Kissing down my stomach he motions for me to lift my hips and I obey and he makes quick work of tearing away my panties. He makes a dash for my exposed flesh  but before he can put his mouth on me I stop him with a hard tug of his messy hair.

“ I just want you inside me,” I whisper and if the words weren’t so filthy it would’ve sounded innocent he nods and licks a trail from my belly button to my neck.

“Grab a condom baby,” he instructs as he pulled down his Calvin Klein briefs I roll onto my stomach and reach for the bedside drawer and yank it open rummaging around for the golden foil.

“Ah ha!” I say as I grab hold of the contraceptive he grabs it and rips it open before rolling it onto his impossibly hard member.

“I love you Aspen” he says in a raspy voice and I answer him with a long kiss, reaching between us to guide him to my center.

“I love you Justin,” I say breathlessly as he starts to rock his hips into mine.

“Fucking give it to me” he grunts lifting my legs higher his new position jabbing the spot inside me that only he has ever been able to find.

“mnhh. Shit. Jus-” I moan but he swallows each one with a hard, bruising kiss. I squeeze around him and his hips stutter twice before he picks up speed again, my head bumping casually into the bed board but I’m too fucking lost to care.

“Aspen tell me it’s mine,” he groans and I dig my nails into his flexing shoulder blades

“it’s yours baby, fucking take it!” I encourage and

He breathes heavily and groans and that sound alone is enough to send me spiraling. The pressure in my abdomen becomes a tight coil and Justin’s hips begin to snap to mine in a frenzied motion and slowly and all too quickly he’s clutching me to him and gasping my name as my walls coax his release. I let out a scream that I’ve been holding since the car ride and he sucks gently at my neck between pants.

“I could write a whole album about what it’s like to be inside you” Justin says with a laugh and I can’t help but to join in. 

“Get on that Asap” I instruct and he gives a tired shake of his head before covering my lips with a sleepy kiss.


***WARNING- smut******

“Alright class, that’s all for today. Your papers are due next week, have them turned in because they count for a good percentage of your grade.” Harry said to his students as they packed up to leave. He was stressed, ready to go back to his house and finally get some sleep.

One by one students trickled out of the door, and Harry packed up his things to go. But he turned around when he heard the door shut and the lock click, turning to see one of his students, one that’s been driving him crazy.

“Hi, what can I help you with?” He asked, trying to avoid scanning her body but failed miserable and she strutted over to him, hips swaying.

“I came to talk to you about my grade on the last test.” She said to him, voice soft and sweet as it usually was. She say down at the chair he had sitting near his desk, and he sat down as well.

“What about it?” She had gotten a horrible grade, and Harry was disappointed because he knew she was capable of passing it, but just didn’t have the drive.

“I wanted to know if there was anything I could do to change it. I might not be passing your class and it’s so hard. I don’t know what to do.” She pouted. Harry could feel his dick twitch in his pants, watching her lips form every word, and when she said ‘so hard’, God gave him strength to hold back.

“Well we can set you up with a tutor, if you’d like. I have a list of people that could really help you out.” He suggested. But she wasn’t having any of that. Getting up from her chair, she walked around to where he was sat in his office chair, and he shot her a confused look until she decided to climb on to his lap, straddling him. He was frozen under her, trying not to touch her. If he did he knew he would lose it.

“But Mr.Styles…” She whined, her hands reaching to play with his tie. “I don’t want to learn from someone else. Like I told you, it’s…” She leaned down to whisper in his ear. “So hard.” She whispered, grinding her hear against his erection. He gulped, looking at her with wide eyes. He was in trouble.

“Um, miss, I need you to get off of me, this is highly inappropriate.” He said lowly, motioning for her to get off.

“But you don’t want that, Mr.Styles… I see the way you look at me in class. You want me. And I can feel you.” She smirked, pressing herself down on to his erection again causing him to groan.

“I can’t do this, it’s not right. What do you want?” He asked trying to keep his cool. It was very hard when he had a very, very attractive girl on top of him, grinding against him. Something he had had actually dreams about.

“I want your help… Make sure I get all A’s in this class. And if you do that, I’ll give you whatever you want.” She purred into his ear, hands trailing down his chest, lips pressing against his skin.

He was done.

His hands reaches to her, one hand grabbing her hair and fisting it like a pony tail, the other rested on her ass, spanking it lightly.
“So you want to be naughty, hmm? Seduce your teacher, make em give you want you want? Is that what you do?” He hissed quietly, his breathing heavy as he pulled her face close to his.

She smirked at him, loving the feeling of his hands gripping her roughly. She had wanted this for a long, long time.
“Mr.Styles, I’m only naughty for you I promise. I always touch myself at the thought of you. I think about you fucking me hard against the wall, and on your desk. And sucking you off under your desk while you grade papers. Don’t you want that?” She said in a Low voice. And that’s when Harry really cracked.

Yanking her face towards his, he kissed her hard. Deeply and and sloppily, their lips met and tongues came out, swirling around each other. Both of their hands were traveling each other’s bodies, her hands in his hair and his on her ass. Pulling her against him as closely as he could he mumbled against her lips.
“So fùcking sexy baby, god damn it. Wanted you for so long. Came in here with those short skirts and small shirts, wanting to kill me.” He growled in between kisses. She nodded and whimpered.

“Please, Mr.Styles… Touch me.” She said taking his hand and putting it on top of her heat. He lifted the skirt she was wearing and slid his hand inside her panties, finding her clit and rubbing gentle circles. “You’re so wet, fück. Wet for me aren’t you?” He murmured into her ear.

“Yes, yes please… All for you, more.” She whined, bucking her wetness into his hand. He nodded and slipped a finger into her, cursing at how tight she was. “You’re so tight, baby. Shit. You’ll feel so good wrapped around me.” She moaned at his words, wanting what he was offering so badly.

Her hands tugged on his belt signaling she wanted it off. He stood up and signaled for her to get on her knees, and as soon as she could she grabbed at his belt and undid it.

“Desperate little girl…” He chuckled as she hurried to unbutton and unzip his pants, tugging down his boxers. As soon as she saw his length, her eyes widened. It was bigger than what she’s ever seen, and she almost moaned out loud at the thought of it inside of her. Carefully she reached up and grabbed it, stroking it a couple of times, looking mesmerized.“ So big…”

Harry on the other hand was swimming in pleasure. He had a pretty young girl on her knees, small hands wrapped around his cock. When she stared pressing kisses on it, he knew he was one lucky son of a bitch.
“That’s it baby, that’s nice.” He hummed.

She slowly took the tip of him inside her mouth sucking gently, before starting to bob up and down on his cock. And well Harry, he was in heaven. Her warm mouth wrapped around him was just what he needed.

“Yes, fuck yes.” He cursed as her hand moved to scratch down his stomach under his shirt. His hips bucked into her mouth making her gag a bit, but he didn’t care. It was all so good.

When he felt himself getting close he pulled her off his cock and motioned for her to stand up.
“Bend over the desk.” He said lowly, and she did as told, only wiggling her ass. It was stopped only seconds later by his large hand spanking her harshly this time. She gasped and tried to move away from his hand but he grabbed her waist quickly.

“No. If you want to tease me, you get punished.” He grit through his teeth, spanking her 10 more times. She whimpered and whined, but pain turned to pleasure after the fifth strike. She was aching now, dripping wet for him.

He took his cock and teased her folds with it, rubbing her clit with the head. “Do you want it baby? Tell me how badly.”

She nodded rapidly and pleaded with him, hiccuping because she was so desperate for it.
“Please sir, I need it so badly. I’ve wanted it for so long, please please fuck me.” That’s all Harry needed to hear before sliding into her.

Immediately he felt the warmth, the wetness and the tightness. She felt amazing just wrapped around him, he could feel her throbbing with need. He decided he had teased her enough, starting to slowly thrust into her. The wetness spread all over his cock and thighs but he didn’t care, it was so fùcking good.

“Harder, more.” She whined, sticking her ass out for harder thrusts. But what she got was a spanking again.
“Don’t be fucking greedy.” He hissed in her ear, thrusting slower.

Finally he felt like he was going nuts with the slow thrusts and without warning started to thrust faster and harder. The breath left her lungs as she leaned over the desk, knocking over his pencils and paper but he didn’t care.

Her hands were holding on to the edge of the desk desperately as he thrusted into her.
“So good, Mr.Styles, uh.” She cried out. He smirked and pulled out, leaving her whining.

“Shut up baby, sit on top of the desk. I want to see your face while I fuck you.” He smirked, and she sat in the desk opening her legs. He pushed her down to lay on the desk and pushed into her.

He immediately started pounding into her, not caring anymore if people heard her screams. He leaned over as his cock went in and out of her at a rapid pace, taking her face into his hand.

“You like this don’t you? Like being fucked like a naughty schoolgirl over a desk by your teacher. I knew you wanted my cock, fuck.” He growled, going harder and faster.

“I want you to cum around my cock, and then you’re going to suck it. I’m going to cum in that pretty mouth.” He groaned, reaching down to rub her clit.

Her legs started shaking, her mouth opening and no sound coming out until a loud scream erupted from her throat as she clenched, climaxing all over him.

Slowing his thrusts, he caresses her face. “That’s it baby, calm down. You did do good.” He kissed her nose gently, waiting for her to calm down. Her legs were still shaking and she was out of breath, and as much as it prided him to know he caused that, she was still his student and he still cared about her well being. So if she couldn’t breath, that would be a problem.

When she calmed down enough she tugged him down by his hair and kissed him messily, teeth clashing and biting lips, putting her thanks into the kiss. Then she slid down the desk to sit on her knees in front of him, taking his dick into her mouth, sucking on the tip as she stroked him.

“Cum for me, Mr.Styles.” She spoke softly and that’s all it took. He came, hard, in her mouth, holding the back of her head to him as he thrusted into her mouth a few times, roaring a loud “FUCK.”

Panting, he sat in his chair and tugged her into his lap.
“You get an A+.”

Harry Styles Very Dirty Imagine: Your First Time Having Sex With Each Other (LONG)


Sorry that the title is a bit long. I wanted it to be sure that it isn’t your first time. I really wanted to write this since it has been my dream for the past 3 days. FYI, it’s REALLY LONG! Anyway, here! (1,698 words!)

“I had a really nice night tonight, Harry.” I said. We were on my doorstep. My front door was wide open, with me inside and Harry outside. He just dropped me off after date. We have been dating for almost 7 months now.

“I had a nice night too, [Y/N].” Harry said. I blushed at his words. He leaned in for a kiss. When our lips connected, there were sparks. I mean, we have kissed before, but nothing quite like this. It was magical, and I just didn’t want to pull away. Apparently, Harry couldn’t either. 

His arms tightened around my waist, pulling me closer. My hands were wrapped around his neck playing with his hair. We stood making out in my doorway. Good thing it was late and that I live alone, or else some one might have seen us.

My arms moved downwards and gripped his tie. I pulled him inside with it. Harry kissed me against the wall and kicked the door closed. I fisted his hair, making him moan into the kiss. I smiled slightly.

“Jump” Harry said in between kisses. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. He held me up by my butt, squeezing slightly. I moaned and Harry smirked.

Slowly, with all of the spontaneous kissing, Harry made his way to my bedroom. We stopped several times when he pressed me into every open wall, but eventually we made it to my bedroom.

Once again, Harry kicked the door closed and kissed me against the wall. My legs were still wrapped around his waist. We parted and I looked into his eyes. He did the same.

“Are we about to do this?” I asked.

“Yeah” He breathed.

“Good” I smiled and kissed him again. 

Were were making out again loosing clothes in the process. Harry’s kisses traveled down my jaw, up by my ear, my sweet spot, and the down to my collar bone. While he was bust doing this, I undressed him.

I took off his tie. He shrug off his blazer and I unbuttoned his dress shirt. I got as far as unbuckling his belt before our lips were reattached again. Harry reached around behind me and unzipped my knee-length red dress. I unwrapped my legs and stood straight up so the dress could fall completely to the floor.

This was the most revealed I’ve ever been to Harry. My black lace bra and matching panties. Harry stared at me up and down. I felt uncomfortable, not being completely confident with my body. I tried to cover with my arms, but Harry grabbed my hands. I looked into his eyes.

“Beautiful” He whispered. I smiled.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and tugged his pants down. This was the most revealed he had ever been to me. I looked down at his really tight boxers. His erection was very big and hard. This was gonna hurt. Harry smirked.

“Like what you see, babe?” Harry asked, amused by my reaction.

“I did that?” I asked.

“Mmhmm” Harry hummed.

Harry reached for my hand and gently brought me over to my bed. I laid down and Harry went over to his jeans. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom.

“You cheeky bastard. You knew that this was gonna happen!” I laughed.

“Actually, I thought it would happen 2 weeks ago. I’ve been carrying this around for a while.” Harry said and we both laughed.

He kissed me once more and went down South, kissing every inch of my skin in his path. He pulled off my panties with his teeth. I was already soaked and he was making him harder to resist. (Lol sorry!) 

He stared at my freshly shaven wet pussy. His mouth was literally open. I smirked.

“Like what you see, babe?” I mocked him. I laughed but soon turned into a gasp as he suddenly licked me. He winked at me before plunging back down for more. He licked my clit and sucked on it. I was a moaning mess underneath him. 

He pulled away and pushed one of his long, thick fingers into me. He thrusted his finger in the way he would his dick. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. He then added another finger and thrusted harder. He added one more finger (three fingers total) and it hurt. I whimpered and Harry looked sad.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m just stretching you.” Harry said and kissed me. I wasn’t a virgin, but it sill hurt. I’ve only had sex once, and that was over 7 months ago. 

Harry pulled out his fingers and licked them clean. I moaned at the sight of him licking my juices from his fingers. He pulled down his boxers and rolled the condom on. He was even bigger than I thought!

“Like what you see, babe?” He said in a high voice, mocking me mocking him. I rolled my eyes and braced myself.

He opened my legs and aligned himself. He pushed in slowly and pretty soon he was fully in. It burned slightly, but it would’ve been worse if he hadn’t ‘stretched me’. At least he knew he was big.

He thrusted slow at first after I was adjusted. We were both moaning.

“Fuck, [Y/N]. You’re so tight.” Harry moaned the last part.

“Your so big” I said. Harry slowly sped up.

“Faster” I whined.

“Wait. I’m looking for something.” Harry said.

“What?” I asked.

“Your G-Spot” Harry said mater-of-factly.

“What’s tha-” Harry hit something and I moaned loudly. Harry smiled.

“That, my dear, is your G-Spot.” Harry said. 

He went faster like I asked. He was pounding into me at quickening speeds and kept hitting my ‘G-Spot’. Every ten seconds he went faster. Pretty soon, I felt a burning sensation in my stomach.

“H-Harry” I whimpered. The pleasure was so good that my body wanted to squirm away. Harry held my hips down.

“I know, baby. Me too.” Harry said. 


Our moans kept getting louder. I couldn’t control my body anymore. The pleasure overwhelmed me. I crashed our lips together as we both released our earth-shattering orgasms. 

I worked us through our highs. Our lips were still attached as I slowed to a stop. I held myself there for a couple of minutes before pulling out and throwing away the used condom. I walked back to the bed and sat next to [Y/N]. 

She turned her head and smiled mischievously at me.

“What?” I asked, smiling. Her smile only grew wider. 

She pushed me down onto the bed and I moved up to lay on a pillow. She crawled over to me and straddled me. She kissed me lovingly then pulled away and stared into my eyes. 

“I love you” She said. That was the first time either of us had said that in our relationship. I smiled and kissed her again.

“I love you too” I said. She smiled brightly.

“Round 2?” [Y/N] asked.

“I really want to, but I don’t have another condom.” I said. She leaned over to the night stand and pulled out a condom from the drawer. 

“You weren’t the only one who thought this was gonna happen.” [Y/N] said. I laughed and sat up to take it from her, but she pushed me back down.

“Nope. I’m doing this.” [Y/N] said and opened the package. She took my semi- hard length in her small hand. It stiffened at her touch. She rolled it on. 

“Are we about to do this again?” I asked.

“Yeah” [Y/N] said.

“Good” I breathed. We laughed from our ‘recycled words’.

[Y/N] lined herself and slowly sank down on me. We were both moaning. She sat there, not moving. I stared at her, confused. She nodded her head backwards. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. It fell off her shoulders leaving her bare, but I kept eye contact with her. [Y/N] rolled her eyes and grabbed my hands bringing them to her breasts. I squeezed them and she moaned loudly, her eyes closing. Her hands fell to my chest feeling my abs.

After a couple minutes, I removed my hands. She used my chest to push herself up and down. [Y/N] didn’t start slow, but went quickly and kept going faster. I moaned loudly and she smiled.

“Looks like I know your body pretty well already.” [Y/N] said happily.

“I know yours too” I defended.

“Prove it” [Y/N] said. I thrusted my hips upward to meet her hips, hitting her G-Spot. She moaned loudly.

“Yeah” She said, out of breath. 

[Y/N] started her fast pace again. Every couple of her thrusts, I would hit her G-Spot. Neither of us stood a chonce. [Y/N] couldn’t keep up with herself and started stopping. I took over and thrust faster than she did. 

On one particularly hard thrust, I hit her G-Spot. She made the sexiest noise ever. It was a moan, whimper, scream, groan, and little squeak at the same time. It was like the pleasure was too good for her. She leaned forward and nuzzled her face into the crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around her back. [Y/N] was clenching so I knew she was close. Soon after she came…hard. She screamed into my neck and her whole body shook. I followed her and slowed to a stop. 

Her heart was racing and she was still shaking. It took a couple of minutes before she lifted her hips up off of my shaft. I sat up to take off the condom and threw it in the bedside trashcan. 

I laid back down next to [Y/N]. She rolled partly on top of me with her head on my chest. I pulled the blanket up for us. I was playing with her sweaty yet soft hair. It was a comfortable silence before I spoke;


“Hmm” She hummed.

“I really love you” I said truthfully.

“I really love you too, Harry” [Y/N] said. I smiled.

“[Y/N]?” I asked again.

“Hmm” She hummed again.

“I love your moans. So sexy.” I said. She chuckled.

“Yours are the sexiest noises” She said.

“Not true. You made the sexiest noise earlier. It was like a moan, whimper, scream, groan, and little squeak all at the same time.” I said.

“Really? That was sexy?” She asked.

“Extremely. Next time you make that noise, I’m recording it for my ring tone for you.” I said. We both laughed at my comment before peacefully drifting off to sleep, with many dreams about tonight. 


IDK how I feel about this one. What do you think? Good or not?


chapter one “out of the ash i rise”

Joelle Kattler picks up the mallet and it feels like a dead weight in her hand.  It’s not that it’s particularly heavy, she’s just not sure what she’s supposed to do with it.  With a wary glance, she turns it over in her hand.  Her father may have mentioned this tool to her before, but the explanation is lost on her now.    

Lifting her gaze, Joelle looks around to see what everyone else is doing.  Despite her best efforts, there’s no way she can blend in with her surroundings.  Her least favorite thing is sticking out in a crowd, but that’s exactly what she’s doing.  The feeling of awkward inadequacy and ineptitude makes the hair stick up on the back of her neck and a line of nervous sweat form on her hairline.

Slow Burn–a firefighter AU

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First day of forever

You knew that you and Harry were going to get married and live happily ever after. You were ready and waiting on him to pop the question. You talked about it over breakfast lunch and dinner. You talked about it in the shower and in the bathtub. Before and after sex. In the pool and in the hot tub. In the car and walking down the street. In public and in private. He had made it known that you would be his for the rest of his life. You just didn’t know that he had already taken the next step; buying the ring.

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Imagine Harry carrying you up to bed, because you fell asleep while watching a movie on the couch, you cling on to his shirt as he walks up the stairs. You stir and open up your eyes as you look up at Harry and he just smiles at you and tells you to go back to sleep, so you close your eyes, having that feeling that you are safe.

I’m so happy to hear that Harry’s checking out colleges, okay. Everyone was like “He’s going for a solo career after 1D” but literally no one thought the boy would wanna study again. No one considered that he would want to pursue Law, Sociology, Business, and all the stuff he wanted to do before joining X-Factor. I love him.

College Styles Chapter 6

“Wait, wait.” Harry paused for a second. Both of them panting hard. Harry was hovering over her while Riley had her arms wrapped around him.

“Seriously, you’re stopping again?” Looking at him confused she couldn’t help but take it personal. Questioning what was wrong with her and getting mad at herself for coming off so desperate. Feeling stupid for thinking he could want her. 

“I just- fuck. I think we should wait. I just don’t want you to regret this and I don’t want him to be the reason why we do this. I want this to be different with you.”

“Harry I want this. I understand if you don-”

“Riley, stop. Don’t okay, enough with this questioning if I want you. I do, trust me.” Grabbing her hand he placed it over his hard bulge, groaning when he felt the pressure of her hand. “Feel that? Thats what you to do me every single day, even when you just talk to me. Baby I want you, but this isn’t how its going to happen. Plus I want you to be sure.” Noticing she was about to protest he gave her a small smile. “100% sure babe.” 

Blushing she looked down at their hands that were now laced together. Smiling to herself she thought about the fact that usually right now she would start to be feeling down about herself, feeling like she was rejected but she didn’t. She felt cared for. She hadn’t felt that in a long time and right now she felt overwhelmed with emotions. Her feelings for Harry were getting stronger each day and she didn’t care anymore. She didn’t want to stop it, she didn’t want to be scared anymore. She wanted to embrace them. 

“Hey look at me.” Putting his finger under her chin he lifted her face up to look at him. “Are you okay? Did I upset you babe?” 

Seeing the concern on his face she immediately shook her head no, not wanting him to feel bad for being honest with her. “Quite the opposite actually. Thank you for being so sweet to me and being here for me. It really means a lot, especially when I don’t deserve it. God I was such a bitch to you.” Shaking her head, she looked down once again. 

Lifting her head once again he stared into her eyes. “Woah, hey. Don’t do that. Forget about that, I still need to talk to Julie about the shit she pulled. I don’t know what that was about but I’m going to figure it out. She’s completely lost her mind.” 

Groaning she laid down on the bed while moving her hands back and forth over her face. “I don’t know what her problem is but I do know it has something to do with certain people not liking us together.” 

Hovering over her he ran his hand along her hip, pushing her shirt up a bit and running it along her skin. His fingers lightly drawing circles . “Well it doesn’t matter what they think. They have no business in discussing whats going on between us. It’s between you and I babe.” 

Placing her hands on his sides she smiled up at him, nervously biting her lip. “And.. uhm. What is going on between us?” Riley lightly whispered but as soon as the words left her mouth she immediately regretted them. Not wanting him to be left in an uncomfortable situation and say something he didn’t mean. They were still really early on in their relationship, things not even official between them. She was surprised when he was completely not phased by the question. 

“I really like you Riley. I’m enjoying getting to know you but before we take this farther I want to do this right. Take you out on more dates and continue hanging out more, no drama. Just you and I okay? I like spending time with you.” 

Leaning up she pressed her lips against his, happy with the answer he just gave her. Wrapping her arms around his neck she moved her fingers through his hair that was at the top of his neck, twirling her fingers and massaging it lightly. Moving his nose along hers, they continued to slowly kiss. Neither one of them rushing the kiss and just enjoying being wrapped up in one another. 

Pulling back she gave him a quick kiss. “I’m going to figure everything out with Craig this week okay? I promise it will be over this week and I’ll tell you everything. Then I can  be all yours.”

“Babe tell me when you’re ready okay? I’ll be here. I’m happy you’re going to figure things out with him this week because then that means I can do some more of this.” Smirking he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her jaw. Looking back up at her and smirking once again. “And this.” Moving his lips to her neck he pressed another kiss to her neck. “And this.” Pressing another kiss but to her collarbone this time. “And this.” Bringing his lips back to hers, he kissed her hard. Moaning against her mouth, his hands pulling her closer to him. 

“I like the sound of that.” She whispered against his lips. 

“Mm me too.” Groaning he gave her a quick kiss before he rolled off of her and got off the bed. “Want a shirt to sleep in babe?”

“You want me to stay over?” Looking at him she raised her eyebrow up at him. 

“Of course babe. I really wanna cuddle.” Winking at her, he started looking through his drawers for a t-shirt for her. 

“I don’t know. See I remember someone saying they don’t like easy girls and well I like to play a little hard to get.” Smirking at him she tried hard not to laugh, purposely trying to tease him. 

“You think your funny don’t you babe.” 

“No actually I think I’m gonna go.” Moving to get off the bed she started to laugh when he tackled her to the bed, pinning her down underneath of him. 

“You’re not leaving. Don’t even try babe.” 

“You think you can just keep me hostage here?” 

“Mmm babe we all know I wouldn’t be keeping you hostage. You love sharing a bed with me.” 

“Nahh, I think I would prefer my own bed.” Trying to push him off of her, he wouldn’t budge. 

“Having some trouble there?” Trying hard to not laugh he had a huge smirk on his face. 

“Ugh, fine I guess I’ll stay here.” Rolling her eyes she pretended that she didn’t want to. Pretending to be annoyed with him. 

Pecking her nose he got off the bed and grabbed her hands. Pulling her to her feet and passing her one of his shirts. “Go get change miss cheeky.”

Grabbing the shirt from him she started to walk towards the bathroom to change when she felt his fingers lightly tap her ass. Turning to look at him, she pretended to glare. 

Looking at her like he was innocent, he shrugged. “What? I didn’t do anything.”

“Haha ya okay. Keep your hands to yourself Mr. Styles.” 

“Always.” He said while giving her a quick wink. 

When they were both done getting changed, they crawled under the covers in the dark. Harry immediately grabbing Riley and pulling her against his chest. His arms wrapped around her and his face pushed into the back of her neck. Placing a single kiss on her shoulder before they both fell asleep wrapped in each others arms. 


Riley woke up to the smell of pancakes. Opening her eyes all she could see was Harry leaning in close to her and smiling. “Morning babe. I made you breakfast.” Lifting up the plate he moved it close to her face. 

Blushing she shoved her face into the pillow and wrapped her arm around his torso trying to pull him down. “I’m cold, cuddle me a bit longer.” Wanting to snuggle her face into his chest and swoon. Feeing overwhelmed with how giddy he made her.

Putting the plate on his side table, he moved under the covers and wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling her into him. Wrapping her arm around his torso she pushed her face into the crook of his neck. 

“Better babe?”

“Mm much. You are so warm.” 

Kissing her forehead, Harry smiled the moment he saw her smiling. Loving whenever she would blush and try and hide her face in his chest. Rolling his body over her, he pushed her down into the mattress. His body full on squishing hers. Both of them laughing while Riley attempted to push him off of her. 

“Harry! Oh my god!” Laughing she tried tickling him but he wouldn’t budge.

“Where did RIley go? I can’t seem to find her.” Looking around the room he pretended that he couldn’t see her. 

Rolling her eyes, she smacked her hand against his chest. “You are honestly so weird. Get off of meeeeee.” She faked whined. 

“Seriously I can’t find Riley anywhere!? She was here a second ago!” Smirking, Harry was laughing at himself. Thinking he was hilarious. Riley finding it adorable at how he thought he was so funny and was always trying to make her laugh. 

“Harry!” Failing at her attempt to push him off of her, RIley wrapped her legs around his waist. Lifting her hips up she pressed herself hard against him. Smirking when she heard him groan, his face nuzzled into her neck. Wrapping her arms around him she finally managed to flip them over. Riley now straddling his waist, Harry smirking up at her. 

“Woah! There you are! I was looking everywhere for you.” Sticking his tongue out at her he moved his hands back and forth along her thighs. 

“You are such a loser.” Moving to get off of him, she felt Harry’s hands grip her thighs not letting her move. “What are you doing.”

“I like this position. We should sit like this more often.” Winking at her, he sat up so their chests were pressed against one another’s. 

“I like this position too.” Rolling her hips forward she pressed herself hard against him. Riley puckering out her lips at him when she heard him groan and mumble out that she was such a tease. 

“It’s time to eat your breakfast that I slaved all over the stove for you!”

“Pancakes? You slaved over the stove making pancakes and then spraying some whip cream on it and cutting up some strawberries? Oh ya! Sounds like hard work.” Harry could tell she was teasing him and trying to be funny. Making a face he pretended to mock her as he moved his hand to her ass and lightly pinched it causing him to get another smack to the chest. 

Rubbing over his chest he pretended to be in pain. “You are so mean to me!” 

“Aw you poor baby.” Sticking out her bottom lip she tried to hold back her laughter. 

“Okay miss, time to eat your food.” Grabbing the plate off of the night stand he placed it on the bed beside him. Using the fork to break a piece of the pancake and scooping up whip cream and a piece of strawberry with it. “Open up babe.”

“You’re going to feed me?”

“Shh, open up.” 

Rolling her eyes, she tried hard not to blush but she couldn’t help. Opening her mouth, Harry slowly brought the fork up to her mouth and she closed her lips around it slowly dragging it in her mouth and cleaning it all off the fork. Groaning he shook his head at her. “These are actually not bad.” She whispered. 

Grabbing the fork from him she grabbed some for him, bringing the fork up to his lips and feeding him. “I told you I’m a great cook. Open up babe.” Taking turns they both shared the plate of pancakes and strawberries. The last bite, Harry brought the fork up to Riley’s lips and it was filled with more whip cream. 

Smiling he tried not to laugh when he noticed some whip cream on the side of her mouth. Noticing his face her eyebrows scrunched up, confused at what he was looking at. “What? Do I have something on my face?” 

Leaning in forward he cupped her face with his hand. Biting her lip she slowly leaned in towards him, letting their lips lightly touch first before he pulled her face closer to his and kissed her. Getting the whip cream as soon as his lips were on hers, letting out a mmm when the taste of the whip cream was on his tongue while they were kissing. 

Pushing her body closer to his, she felt his fingers move through her hair. Harry not noticing that she removed her one hand from his hair to the plate filled with whip cream right beside them. Dipping her finger in she brought it up to his face and smudged it all over his nose and cheek. Pulling back from the kiss and laughing hard. 

Shaking his head at her, he gave her a half crooked smile before wiping some of the whip cream off of his face and wiping it on her nose. “Harry no!” Trying to push away from him, he held on tight to her and grabbed more. Running it along her cheek and down her neck. 

Flipping them over so he was hovering over her she kept trying to push him off of her once again. “Why do you have to weigh 800 pounds!” Smirking he grabbed some more and Riley glared at him. “Harry don’t you dare. I’m serious.”

“What? I’m not doing anything.” He said, pretending that he was innocent. 

“You are such a little shit! I swear to go-” Before she could finish her sentence she could feel more whip cream on her neck and nose. Glaring at him when he pinned her hands above her head and wouldn’t let her wipe it off. 

Smiling down at her, Riley’s breathing began to picken up when she saw the intense look he was giving her. Her chest raising up down while she could feel the whip cream move slowly down her neck. Leaning down he kissed her nose before licking off the whip cream. She let out a shaky breath when she felt him kiss each cheek and open his mouth to get the whip cream off. 

Kissing her jaw, he then moved his lips to her neck. Slowly pressing kisses along it before he licked from the bottom of her neck to her jaw. Getting all the whip cream off of it. Making sure to lightly suck in certain areas that he knew was sensitive to her. 

“Shit.” Riley breathed out. The feeling of his tongue causing her to go light headed. 

“I think this is the best whip cream I’ve ever had.” Smirking against her neck, he continued to leave open mouth kisses all over her neck. Kissing her jaw, he brought his lips back up to meet hers. Kissing her slowly, both of them tasting strawberries and whip cream on each other’s tongues. 

She was only wearing his shirt and Harry’s hands slowly started to push it up her body, bringing her leg up around his hip and getting lost in each other once again. Riley lifted her arms up, allowing Harry to pull his shirt over her head quickly before bringing their chests and lips back together. 

“Harry! Bro, coach called an early practi-” Looking up he noticed Riley underneath Harry.  Woah! Is that Riley?” One of Harry’s teammate said while barging into his room. 

Grabbing the blanket Harry pulled it over them, covering RIley up. Riley blushing hard and pushing her face into his chest, trying to hide. 

“Thanks man, I’ll meet you downstairs in two minutes.” Harry tried to get rid of him. 

“Aw bro you only need two minutes to get off? Poor Riley.” He smirked. 

“Fuck off. I’ll meet you downstairs. Get out.” 

Putting his hands up, the guy backed up and left leaving the door wide open. 

“Are you fucking kidding me.” Harry mumbled under his breath. Getting off the bed he went over and shut the door. Going back to the bed he groaned while crawling back over her. Nuzzling his face back into the crook of her neck, lightly pressing a kiss there. 

“Don’t you need to get ready babe.” Riley asked while slowly moving her hands through his hair. 

“Ugh I don’t want to. I’d rather just stay here with you.” He mumbled against her neck. 

Smacking his ass she lightly thrusted her hips up towards him. “Up you go! Time for practice.” 

“No. I’d rather stay like this.” 

“Don’t make me push you off the bed!”

“I’d like to see you try babe.” He said with a smirk evident on his face. 

Groaning when he heard the rest of the boys calling his name from downstairs, all of them getting impatient. Harry annoyed that they couldn’t just leave without him. He finally rolled off of her, going to grab his clothes that he needed for practice. Getting up RIley went to go and put on her clothes. 

“What are you doing?” He questioned while pulling on his shorts and t-shirt. 

“I was getting dressed to go.” She said, looking at him confused. 

“You could stay here? You know if you wanted to.. Practice isn’t that long and when I get back we could go grab something for dinner and hang out if you want.” Harry said nervously. All he wanted was to spend time with her. He didn’t know what happened but he never used to be the type of guy that wanted to spend all of his time with a girl but there was something different about Riley.  Something about her that made him just want to be with her twenty four seven. 

“You want me to stay here?” 

Walking over to her, he grabbed her clothes out of her hand and threw it back on the floor. Picking her up in his arms and bringing her back to the bed. “Yes, stay here. Sleep, watch t.v. Do whatever you want. Just stay here and wait for me.. in my bed.” Kissing her forehead he grabbed his shirt she was wearing before hand and passed it back to her. “Stay.. okay?” He said while getting up and grabbing his bag.

“Okay.” She whispered. Laying onto her side and snuggling into his pillow, watching him grab all of his stuff. 

“You better be here when I get back.” He said one more time before kissing her on the head and leaving the room. 

Swooning she kicked her legs everywhere and threw her hands in the air. Smiling wide, and realizing she had never been this happy before. What scared her was the fact that she was falling so fast for him. Opening up herself to him so early on when she didn’t even know what was going to happen between them. However he made her happy and she loved spending time with him. That was what mattered to her right now. 

Getting off the bed she pulled his shirt back over her body. Walking around his room and looking at all the different trophies in his room. Noticing all his MVP and 1st place ones. Touching them she smiled while looking at it. Moving to his dvd’s and looking at all of them. Hearing her phone vibrate she placed back his stuff and grabbed her phone out of her purse, smiling when she saw Harry’s name on the screen. 

You better still be there :)

Nope I left ;)


I’m still here :$ Laying in your bed all snuggled up ;)

Fuck I wish was still there, stupid practice

It will be over before you know it and I’ll be here waiting x

I can’t wait. Movie and dinner tonight?

Sounds perfect. I can’t wait!

Sleepover as well? 

Your really pushing it eh?

Pleaseeeeee? I know you want to!

Why would I want to do that ???

Ohh please you think I’m sexy and you want to be around my hot body

Actually I’m just using you to get close to your hot sexy friends from back home ;)

Someone was snooping in my room.. tsk tsk

The picture was on your dresser, you dumbie

Ouu I like it when you get fiesty ;)

Don’t you have some practice to attend to?

I have a couple minutes to spare, thought I would spend it talking to my favourite girl <3


Riley I’m obviously talking about you babe. 

I have to go now baby. I’ll see you when I’m done. Be good x

Have fun xxxxx

When she heard the door open, Riley was shocked to see Julie walk into the room. Julie surprised as well. 


“Uhm hey. What are you doing here?” Riley asked her, completely confused as to why she was coming into Harry’s room.

“I could ask you the same thing?” Julie asked while crossing her arms. Julie only wearing a t-shirt and short shorts. Clearly the t-shirt being one of the boys. Rolling her eyes when she saw the weird look Riley gave her. She went over to Harry’s tv and grabbed a cord. “Just grabbing the HDMI cord. John told me to just grab it from here.”

Sitting on the bed she pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. “Oh.”

“Riley what are you doing?”

Looking at her Julie, Riley was confused as to what she meant. “What do you mean?”

“I told you RIley. I warned you about Harry and you didn’t listen. Look at you. You had sex with him didn’t you. Why are you being so stupid?” Julie groaned. 

“Are you kidding me? Why are you here Julie hm? Looks like to me your the one here having sex.”

“Are you that stupid that you would fall for his stupid lines? He’s using you Riley. It’s the same shit all over again.” Julie snapped, while shaking her head at her. 

“Oh really and how do you know this? Hmm? Please tell me what reliable person told you this!”

“I don’t need anyone to tell me anything I knew straight from the beginning. Everyone else just confirmed it for me.”

“Why can’t you be like a normal friend and just be happy for me?” Riley shouted, frustrated and upset. 

“Why would I be upset about my friend being an idiot?” Julie looked at her like she was stupid. 

“You keep saying that yet you won’t back up what your saying. Last time I checked  you were making all of this up. I wish I could understand why since I’ve always been there for you no matter what. Then here you go, I just can’t believe you sometimes.”

“You know what? Go ahead and think I’m a liar but don’t come crawling back to me when he screws you over and you have no one. No one once again!” 

Wincing at her words RIley stood up from the bed and turning her back towards her. Pacing back and forth she tried to collect her thoughts. Ignoring the part of her that thought it would easy to just believe Julie and move on before she got too attached. Riley’s thoughts went back to the night and morning she had with Harry. Remembering the things he said to her after they had their first fight and the feelings she was feeling throughout this whole time. Shaking her head and telling herself not to be stupid. 

Turning to look at Julie she gave her a tight smile. “You know what Julie, you can leave.” 

Julie opened her mouth up in disbelief before she said anything and just laughed out. “You are probably the dumbest girl I have ever met. Seriously. You know the team was right about you. You are just another slut who is willing to open her legs for anyone. Just needing attention.” 

“Julie just leave.” Riley repeated herself, trying hard not to focus on her harsh words. 

“I can’t even believe how pathetic you actually are. You’re seriously believing Harry over your best friend?” 

“Julie you aren’t my best friend. You never were and I am so happy to know that I am okay with that. I don’t need you in my life, clearly.” 

“Woah look who finally got a back bone? Ha. Well that’s good then because I have something to tell you and you are not going to like it.”

“Julie can you just go? I don’t need or want to hear anything you have to say.” Walking towards the door, she opened it and motioned for her to leave. 

“Harry and I slept together last night. Right before you came over. He fucked me in that bed, in his shower and against this door right here. He doesn’t give a shit about you Riley, you are just another game to him. You should ask Emma she was here last night. She walked in and well she was kind of dating him at the moment. So it was pretty awkward.” 

“Julie get out.” Riley couldn’t hear anymore of this, she was already on the verge of crying and that was something she didn’t want Julie to see. Julie’s harsh words really hurting her but trying her best she tried very hard not to show it. She knew she shouldn’t believe a word Julie was saying but she couldn’t help but maybe question it. Shaking her head when she noticed Julie wasn’t moving. Frustrated Riley grabbed her clothes and slipped them back on. “If you aren’t going to leave well then I’m going to leave. I am not listening to this bullshit. Have a nice life.” Grabbing her purse Riley ran down the stairs fast and out the door. Not letting a single tear fall until she was back home in her own bed, all alone. 


Babe where are you?

Is everything okay?

Riley.. please..

Sorry Harry I fell asleep, just saw these 

That’s okay. Are you at home? I thought you were going to stay here?

Ya sorry I just forgot I had some work to do and laundry. Sooo much fun :(

Ohh. Well I’m almost at your place. I was worried about you

I’m sorry, I should of texted you. I forgot 

Is everything okay?

Ya everything is fine


Harry everything is good okay. Just come over 

I’m almost there babe. You would tell me if something was bothering you right?

Harry you don’t need to worry about me

Well I do, now just tell me whats bugging you so I can try and help fix it

I just saw Julie at your place today. Wasn’t the greatest talk we had

What did she say…..

What do you think she said?

Fuck, ignore what I just said. Sorry. Don’t worry :)

No, tell me whats going on. Did she say something about us again? Is that why you are being weird?

Yes she said something about us and you.. Just a bunch of bull shit as per usual

What the fuck did she say?

Harry what she said doesn’t matter. I would be stupid to believe her. 

I’m coming up the stairs now. We will talk about this when I get to your room

Knocking on her door, he stood there impatient waiting for her to answer the door. Opening the door Riley smiled at him, happy to see him. Feeling silly for missing him so much when really he was gone for just a couple of hours. “Hey!”

“Riley what’s going on?” He asked, his face filled with concern. He stood there in the doorway waiting for her to answer him. Not wanting to get distracted and wanting this conversation to be done with. 

Placing her hands on his chest, she pushed her body closed to his. Staring up at him and giving him a small smile. Moving her hands from his chest to wrap around his neck and hold him close. “Harry I don’t want to talk about it. Come in and lets watch a movie and order some food okay?”

“Riley I just want to know. I know whatever she said is swarming in your head and you are questioning everything. Don’t pretend everything is okay when its not. Just tell me whats wrong so we can move forward from this.” He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her in closer to him. Worried if he didn’t hold her she would walk away from him and close herself up from him.

Grabbing his shirt in her hand she tugged him towards her, their faces so close their noses were almost touching. “Harry, baby. There is nothing to worry about okay?”

“If there is nothing to worry about then just tell me. I just want to know, I’m curious.” 

Groaning she tugged him into her room. Closing the door and walking around the room. Trying to figure out the best way to tell him. Groaning she ran her hands through her hair. “She just said some stupid shit.” Riley mumbled. Not wanting to really rethink about  the words Julie had said to her. 

“Tell me.” Harry asked one more time, starting to get annoyed at this point. 

“Ugh fine! She just said that you were using me and that I was pathetic to fall for you. That I was just another joke and that you and her slept together last night. Before I came over and that you were dating this girl named Emma but it ended last night when she saw you sleeping with Julie.” Spitting out all the words fast she just shrugged her shoulders and looked down at the ground. “See a bunch of bull shit.” 

“Woah wait, are you serious right now?”

“Yea, that’s what she said to me.”

“What the fuck is her problem?” Gripping his hair at the crown of his head he paced the room back and forth. His hands moving down to his sides, his hands going into fists and they were already starting to go white from him clenching them so tight. His nostrils flaring and his breathing hard. 


Walking to her fast, he grabbed her face with both hands and looked her straight into her eyes. “It’s not true. Any of it.” He whispered, scared that she was going to believe any of it. 

Placing her hands over top of his she closed her eyes and leaned into him when she felt his lips on her forehead. “Harry come on babe. Lets lay down.” Grabbing his hand, she pulled him to the bed. When they laid down Harry immediately pulled her into him. Wrapping his arm around her waist while she wrapped hers around his. Her face nuzzled into his neck. “Let’s not think about it okay? Let’s just enjoy our night.”

“Do you believe what she said?”


Nodding his head he whispered a yes, just wanting her to be open and honest with him. Just so he could fix whatever damage Julie had caused. 

“At first a part of me questioned it a bit but when I was away from her and I was able to think and process what she had said I knew she was lying. You have given me no reason not to trust you. Julie has given me every reason in the book on why I shouldn’t trust her. So thats that. I don’t know what she wants but she wants something and clearly she is willing to do anything to get it.” 

“I don’t know either but it’s pissing me off and I’m gonna need to have a talk with her. I’m sick of all of this shit. Its beyond frustrating.” Looking down at her, he tilted her face up to look at him. “Thank you for not believing it, I know it probably sounded convincing coming from your best friend about a boy you haven’t known that long. It really means a lot to me. I would never do that shit to you.”

“Julie has been my best friend for a long time but I can trust you more than I can trust her. That might be silly and maybe I’m being stupid for being so open to you but I can’t help it. Its what my heart wants. Its what my mind is telling me is right. I just hope in the end I’m not wrong.” 

“It’s not. You can trust me, Riley. I know how you feel, I.. I’ve never felt this strongly about someone in such a short span of time but it’s something that I’m enjoying. I thought I would be scared and vulnerable to it but I’m not. I know you’ve been hurt before RIley but so I have I. This stuff scares me but I’m willing to risk it because of the feelings I’m feeling. Fuck I know I sound like a such a wimp but I don’t want to loose you because I couldn’t open up or tell you how I feel, so there it is..” 

Shaking her head she leaned up closer to him. “No, no, no. You can’t even imagine how much this means to me. To hear you say these things. I know it’s hard for you, to open up. I just.. I really appreciate it Harry.” Leaning up she pressed her lips against his and slowly kissing him. Moving her tongue along his bottom lip before slipping it past his lips. 

Harry’s hand moved up to grip her hair and bring her facer closer to his and deepening the kiss. Riley’s stomach began to twist and turn, butterflies filling up her stomach and the blush obvious on her face. It amazed her how weak to the knees Harry could make her feel and the fact that she made Harry feel the same way. It was such an amazing feeling. 

All Julie could think about was how amazing these last couple of weeks had been. How she was so happy that she decided to go to that party with Julie after all. It hadn’t been that long of time but she knew what she wanted and that was that she wanted to be Harry’s and she wanted Harry to be hers. Little did she know Harry wanted exactly the same thing. 

If he had it his way he would of asked her to be his after the first week they spent together but he knew that that idea was stupid and he wasn’t willing to do anything to mess this up. So he promised himself he would do this properly and treat her the way she deserved to be treated. 

He knew that it would be a long journey with Riley but he was willing to take it. To deal with the team and the drama that was bound to come with it. But he believed that it would be worth it. See the thing was Harry wasn’t an idiot. Girls like Riley don’t usually end up with guys like Harry. So the fact that he got someone as amazing as her, he knew he would be a complete idiot to let her go and letting her go was the farthest thing on his mind. Asking her to be his officially was the first. 


Sorry if its shit , I’m tired x

Next chapter will be posted on the 19th x
Dancing queen

You never lied to Harry. You never had a reason to. And if you did lie to him, he always saw right through you. And you also sucked at surprises. He always knew what you were getting him for his birthday or for Christmas. Even when you made an effort to keep it from him, he looked at you with those big green eyes, and you broke. So when you decided to take lesson to learn how to give a lap dance, you knew Harry would find out. One way or another.

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Colors- Part 2- Indigo

Colors 2

She feels like she’s just seen heaven as Harry presses his forehead against hers. She’s never really had a kiss on the first date, even though this wasn’t really a date.

“It was absolutely incredible,” she breathes slowly, a small smile forming on her lips.

He was a damn good kisser. She assumed he had more experience than her, but she was still impressed.

She shyly speaks her thoughts, “you’re…you’re a really good kisser…”

Harry had had his fair share of kisses, but never one like that. That kiss shook him to the bone and he felt it in every muscle and every inch of skin.
“So are you.” He said a bit shyly.

He definitely could see himself kissing her. He could kiss her a lot, actually. For a whole day, and probably never be tired of it. She had warm and plump lips that fit perfectly between his own and the little noises she made were the sweetest things he’d ever heard.

Harry took her hand and lead her over the small couch, sitting closer than he normally would. “You’re truly amazing, you know that? Beautiful in your looks and in your personality as well.”

She leans into him, it’s nothing compared to their mouths being pressed together so she figures it’s okay.

“Mmm, thanks. I don’t really try that hard, I just…I don’t know. I do my own thing. And I guess that it works, well with you at least,” she grins.

She plays with her hair before she speaks again, “if any of the girls in our class found out about our kissing, they’d surely have me be killed,” she chuckles softly.

“The girls in our class are a bit… Intense.” A small chuckle broke through his lips. “they throw themselves at me in such an inappropriate way that I’m not even turned on by it. Leaving panties in my backpack or trying to crawl in my lap, but I’ve never ebb spoke to them before.” He spoke as he recalled thee weird incidents.

“That’s why I’ve always been so interested in you. You smiled at me and waved, said the occasional hi… But you never tried to get with me for money or popularity. And that made me attracted to you the most.”

Jolie scrunches up her face in distaste, shaking her head.

“Wow. I mean, that’s definitely way too far. I’d never in a million years even ever think of doing that. That’s just…it’s not me,” she shrugs, “then again, the only thing I have in common with those girls is that we’re both girls,” she laughs softly.

Jolie kicks her shoes off but makes sure to put them near the couch neatly, before tucking her feet under her bum and resting her chin on her hand.

Jolie had a cute little way of sitting, Harry liked it. The more time he hung out with her, the more positions and ways he imagined drawing her. She was versatile in that way.

“I want to know more about you.” He blurted out. “I mean, I want to know what your favorite books are and your favorite colors and foods, and what things you absolutely can not stand.” Trying to clarify, but Harry’s words always got a bit mixed up when talking to her.

She smiles a little and raises a brow before softening it, grinning from ear to ear.

“Mmm. Yeah. You do? Really? Well, I mean…my favorite books are all of the classics. I read a lot because it enhances my writing skills. Foods…I love Italian. All things Italian. Favorite color would be green maybe, and I can’t stand girls who talk behind each other’s back. It’s happened to me before and it’s not fun.”

She was perfect. They seriously had so many things in common. From food to literature, to pet peeves.

“I feel the same on all counts… My favorite would have to be chicken parm though. And My favorite book is the Great Gatsby. I don’t like talking badly about other people because I don’t really love when people do it to me. And I hate when people do it to make themselves look better.”

They seemed to be a match made in in heaven so far. Could she get any more perfect? He wasn’t even sure.

“Favorite way to have a night in?” He questioned raising his eyebrows

She was so relieved that they had /so/ much in common. Never in her life has she had anyone who she was this similar to, a male especially. She has a few close friends who are like her, but that’s about it. Harry is the only one besides them.

“Hmm…probably eating good food, maybe Chinese, talking, making a fort out of blankets maybe, watching a shared favorite movie…” She trails off, picturing how incredible that would be to have with Harry.

That all sounded incredible. Especially with her. Laying around under fluffy blankets, lazily kissing all night and having her pressed up against him… Shit. He would love that.

“I love that. But what movies?” He questioned with a raised eyebrow. “This is a critical question, Jolie..”

Jolie giggles and nods, “but of course. Movies are a very important topic. But let’s see…I appreciate all genres of movies, but my favorites are romance and comedy. I can watch romantic comedies, which is like the perfect mix, for the rest of my life and never get tired of the genre. I like a lot of Disney movies too, surprisingly enough. When I was younger I became so interested in them that I’d google what era each princess movie was set in and I’d research which country it was in. Apparently Sleeping Beauty was based in France because a few observers noticed french architecture in the movie, d'you know this?”

Jolie could definitely be a nerd. She researched a lot, and was always curious. She wrote a lot about her curiosities as well, and she had a whole separate journal for her daily thoughts about things she couldn’t explain or didn’t know the answer to.

“I didn’t know, but I would love to hang out with you and for you to educate me on the subject…” Harry brought up the topic of hanging out more smoothly. Since it was Friday he was hoping to plan something for the weekend.

He would love to be cuddled with her, listening to her talk about different Disney princesses and their time frames and settings. While he had never really thought about it: it would be interest to know. He definitely was going to put one of the Disney princesses in the background of her collage.

One of the other incredible things about Harry was that she knew he was genuinely interested in everything she was saying, which made her so happy. It wasn’t just him nodding along and not really caring what she was saying, only focusing on the way she looked. He looked her in the eyes as she spoke and he showed a keen interest in what she was saying.

“I would love that as well,” she smiles, cuddling into the couch even more, “I mean…we totally could. I don’t really make plans very often, so I’m usually pretty free…” She trails off, hoping to not sound /too/ available.

“We could tomorrow? If you’d like? I have a new tv I bought and a bunch of nice fluffy blankets and we could get take out?” He spit out before cringing. “I don’t want to come on too strong but.. I’ve always wanted to get to know you and now I’m kind of jumping at the chance.”

The chance of hanging out with her and knowing her secrets and the thoughts of more kisses and maybe a cuddle were making him giddy and happy. He had daydreamed about hanging out with her and knowing even the smallest details about her would make him smile.

Tomorrow sounds incredible to her, because it’s so soon, and the sooner she can be with him again, the better.

“No, tomorrow is absolutely perfect, the sooner the better,” she speaks her exact thoughts, blushing a little at how eager she sounds as well. They’re both eager though, so there’s really no shame in it. No shame at all.

“I really want to spend time with you, Harry. I want to get to know you better. I hope you know that…” She trails off, reaching out to touch his hand.

The warm hand touched his and he immediately took it between his own. It felt amazing to even just be next to her, but to have her touch him made him feel warm and tingly. Just like the movies said it would.

“I’d love to spend time with you too, love. I’m really, really happy we got partnered for this together. ”


The next day Harry was pacing about in his apartment. He had ordered the Chinese food to be delivered about 20 minutes after she was set to arrive. The freeze was stoked with ice cream and the living room was properly cushioned and surrounded with blankets and fluffy pillows. His hair smelled of coconuts and he used lotion to make sure his hands were soft if she wanted to hold his hand and the entire day he had used Chapstick to make sure his lips would be enjoyable if he kissed her again.

He had never, ever been this nervous about hanging out with someone before but this was Jolie. This was his muse and the girl who made his heart pound just by walking past him.

Jolie has never been this nervous whilst getting ready. She debates whether to curl or straighten her hair, arguing with herself. If she left it curly it may look like she tried too hard, but if she straightens it it might look dull and boring. Jolie naturally had straighter hair with waves. She decided to let her hair air dry, she had to worry about makeup.

She had another battle with herself on how much or how little she should put on. She looked in the mirror for at least 20 minutes before deciding on some mascara and a little bit of lip gloss. She had an outfit already picked out so she didn’t have to argue with herself about that. A cute romper that was easy to slip in and out of and was relatively comfy. Her hair and skin smelled of vanilla from her shampoo and perfume.

Jolie sends Harry a text before heading to his place. Once she arrives, she heads into his complex and up to his floor, taking a deep breath before knocking.

The knock on the door started Harry from his pacing, snapping him out of his worried trance. She was here, and he would have to deal with it.

Walking to the door, he took a deep breath and straightened his shirt, before opening the door.

She looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was shining and her eyes looked wide, a bright sparkle in them he had only seen after he had kissed her. She was wearing a cute dress or shorts thing? He wasn’t sure what it was but it hugged her in the right places and he wouldn’t be surprised if he had started drooling.

“Come in, come in.” He said as his eyes snapped back to her pretty face, taking her bag from her and bringing her into a hug. Yesterday he had sent her off with a gently kiss on the cheek and a smile, but now he wanted to try the hug. It was a good call.

Her body felt warm and soft against his own and she smelt of vanilla, a smell he always adored. She was taller than an average girl but the perfect height for him to rest his head on hers.

Letting go reluctantly, he lead her inside. “You can take off your shoes and get comfortable, the food should be here soon.”

Hugging him felt like everything negative in this world vanished and it was only the two of them standing under a ray of sunshine. She closed her eyes and inhaled his scent, which she loved, sighing happily as he hugged her tightly.

Once she’s led inside, she carefully takes her shoes off, leaving her in some fuzzy socks. She places her shoes neatly by the door before walking over to his couch and taking a seat.

“I’m so happy to be here,” she grins widely, settling into the sofa as Harry follows, “thank you for ordering food. Next time it’s on me, yeah?”

She was happy to be there? Well Harry had to have been ecstatic. He could barely sleep last night from excitement, half the night spent in his studio where he drew her even more.

“No, of course not. I like to be a gentleman, so food will always be on me.” That was something Harry always prided himself on. Regardless if he liked the girl or not, he was always a gentleman.

“Those are some cute socks. I e got my own pair of fuzzy socks but I have no idea where they disappeared to so I just wait the plain black ones.”

“Yeah? Well they’re sexy,” she blurts out, her whole face reddening now as she admits it. Any part of him is sexy to her, if she’s honest. But now he knows that and she didn’t exactly want him to.

“I mean…well, yeah, can’t really get myself out of that one, can I?” She laughs softly, covering her face with her hands and giggling into them.

Harry’s eyebrows raised at the words she blurted out but he loved it. She thought any part of him was sexy, and he loved that.

“No, but it’s okay. I think every part of you is absolutely gorgeous.” His eyes wandered around her body, her cleavage slightly slowing and her long legs stretched out and resting on the ottoman.

Jolie could feel Harry’s eyes on her and she absolutely loved it. She definitely dressed in a bit more of a sexy way than usual. But even this wasn’t as bad as some of the other girls at school, who wore short skirts and showed basically all of their breasts, had them on full display.

“You’re too sweet. Seriously. It’s so sweet that I can’t even,” she giggles, using some slang she’s picked up with the ‘I can’t even’.

“I’m just stating the truth, love.”
Jolie deserved to be showered with compliments all the time, until they believe them. And even after that. He wasn’t just saying that she was beautiful because he wanted to be with her, he was saying it because it was 100% the truth.

“Every time I tell you something, it’s the truth. Not to get too deep, but I genuinely do think you are the most beautiful girl I’ve seen.”

Jolie wasn’t aware as to how she should handle this. Her smile grew with every single one of Harry’s words, as well as the blush on her perfect cheeks.

“Wow I…I’ve never been complimented like this before. It must be really nice,” she giggles a little, smiling before tucking more hair behind her ear, beginning to play with it.

Jolie leans closer to H, but the doorbell rings with the Chinese.

Damn it. It was so close, he could almost taste it. Harry had been waiting to kiss her again, and though it had only been hours he felt as if he needed it.

Huffing, he got up and grabbed his wallet before opening the door. After paying the man, he closed the door and threw his wallet on the table near the door and brought the food to the small coffee table near the couch.

“Im pretty sure I ordered what you texted me, but I got some extras just in case.”

Jolie was disappointed that the take out came, as she was sure she and Harry were about to have a moment together. She craved the taste of his lips since they kissed the previous day, and she’s been dying to taste them again. Even more this time.

She grins at Harry as he comes in with the food, heading to the small coffee table.

“Thank you so much. I love Chinese. It’s my favorite kind of take out, honestly,” she grins.

Jolie took a seat, putting her hair back so she could eat as she took out her chopsticks. She made a grasping motion with them, making them move as she giggles.

She was the cutest god damn thing he had ever seen in his life. The little motion and giggles melted his heart, making him freeze and just watch her as she picked up her container of food.

She gave him a curious look and he snapped out of it, smiling shyly at her before grabbing his own food. “I can’t eat with chopsticks, I’m boring with my plastic fork.”

She laughs softly, as she caught him in a bit of a trance. He made her feel so confident and beautiful; how most men should make her feel, but don’t.

“I can’t either, really. I just pretend to. Watch,” she laughs, trying to pick up rice with her chopsticks and watching it all fall back into the box.

She shakes her head, “I guess rice is a bad example, but honestly…it’s really awful. I can’t eat with them for shit, but they make eating fun because it’s like a new challenge and adventure,” she giggles

“Well, I admire you very much for that. I try chopsticks every time I get Chinese but give up after 3 tries. It’s jut not meant to me.” He laughed, showing her how he tried to pick up things with chopsticks.

“See? It’s useless for me.” He hugged after the 5th time trying to pick up his sweet and sour chicken. His heart swelled when he saw that he was able to make her laugh. Her head thrown back and her cheeks pink, little crinkles by her eyes.

He must have stopped breathing for a second, as he watched her laugh. She truly was amazing. He didn’t realize he was staring (again), until she gave him a questioning glance. “M'sorry, but you’re just really beautiful.”

It seems to Jolie that anything she does, Harry will smile about it, which makes her unbelievably happy. She’s never felt so alive, felt so loved, felt so happy before in her life.

“Did you know that you’re very charming and that you make me smile? I literally haven’t stopped smiling since I was over yesterday. I’m a perpetual smiler,” she giggles, slapping her knee as she lays her chopsticks down on top of her chicken.

“My mum said that I was too charming, charm the socks of anyone I choose to talk to.” He teased lightly. Being chosen for Harry to talk to you actually is a big deal. He didn’t really like talking to many people, so if he made the effort you had to be pretty special.

They finished eating their food and Harry for up to turn off the lights, only the glow of the fairy lights and few scented candles as well as the TV lit up the room.

“What movie would you like? It’s your pick.”

Jolie has always been somewhat innocent and never had dirty thoughts, or hoped that something would go down. But tonight, Jolie was definitely into the idea of she and Harry getting a bit more than just cozy in the blankets.

“Anything with romance and comedy. We could watch an oldie? Do you want to watch 50 First Dates? Or something neither of us have seen?” She asks, as she makes her way to the living room and sits down on the blankets.

“Why don’t we choose a random one of Netflix in the romcom category?” He was slightly aware that they probably weren’t even going to watch the movie, more likely to talk and hopefully kiss a little bit.

When she nodded, they randomly chose one that he honestly forgot the name of, and didn’t care much about it. Getting cozy under the blankets, he lifted his side up slowly and gave her a inviting look.
“You can get closer, I don’t bite… Unless you ask.”

Jolie didn’t intend on paying much attention to the movie. All she wanted was to be able to get cozy with Harry under the blankets and hopefully kiss him a bit, but she didn’t know if this was /that/ kind of date.

“Mmm…okay,” she says, humming softly before crawling under the blanket he’s holding up for her, coming into him.

Their bodies are now pressed together as the movie begins, and all of her excitement is going towards Harry rather than the movie:

Once she was settled under the blanket, he slowly wrapped his arm around her shoulders and brought her a bit closer. He liked having her pressed against him.

“Nice and warm, yeah?” A large grin was on his face as the movie started, though he wasn’t looking at the screen. She was warm and soft next to him and he had the urge to pull her into his lap and squeeze her tight, but he wasn’t sure they were at that level yet.

A little bit into the movie, she shifted a bit to get comfortable and once she settled Harry saw it as an opportunity to place a small kiss to her temple.

She smiles and blushes a little once Harry presses a soft kiss to her temple, moving her hands to rub against his arm gently as they cuddle.

The movie seems completely boring and irrelevant to her, now that she has Harry here with her, cuddling her, and she’s anticipating another soft kiss, maybe one that can develop into a deeper one.

“I liked that…your lips are warm,” she whispers, looking up to him.

Another soft kiss was pressed to her forehead before he nudged their noses together. Jolie had him under a spell.

“Yeah, they are.” He whispered before connecting their lips again. The kiss started off slow and sweet, Harry smiling lightly against her lips while trying to keep them connected. Her Chapstick tasted like strawberries and it fit her perfectly.

Pulling away slightly he hummed and licked his lips. “So are yours… But yours taste better.” And with that, he connected them once again.

Jolie was in a trance, she couldn’t help herself. Harry’s lips were irresistible and her’s couldn’t get enough of them.

Her hand moves up to cup his cheek as they kiss, holding his face as she feels his tongue slowly enter her mouth. She parts her lips for him, and sighs into the kiss.

Her leg slowly moves to wrap around his, her foot running down his leg as she becomes more comfortable.

Kissing her again felt even better than the first time. They were much more comfortable with each other, the touches lingering and their bodies closer than ever.

He leaned into her more, swirling his tongue around hers, moaning softly against her mouth. She just tasted so good and smelled so good and felt so good, he was going to explode.

Jolie has only kissed a select couple of guys like this, and it was never even this good. Kissing Harry was like making art. A mixture of her writing and his drawing skills, an absolutely perfect mixture.

“Such a good kisser,” she moans softly, moving her leg fully to wrap around him, her body moving slowly on top of his as the kiss deepens.

Holy fuck. Holy, fuck. His muse, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen was now on his lap with her hands in his hair, kissing him deeply.

He struggled to control the contents of his pants as she pressed her warm body against his. His tongue flicked against hers before he pulled back a bit to nibble on her bottom lip.

Jolie felt a bit of moisture between her thighs beginning to form as she and Harry kissed deeply. Her hand cupping his cheek moves up to his hair, gripping onto it, making aroused noises softly. It really does feel amazing to be kissing him like this. And she doesn’t know when it will stop.

Her lips work against his in a sloppier manner as seconds tick by, she hears a throaty moan, a soft one, fall from Harry’s lips and she hums in approval.

Hands travel down to hold her hips, the kissing only stopping for a moment to catch their breath. Harry had made out with a couple of girls before but this, this was a whole new level.

Jolie was a bit hesitant in some of her actions but Harry loved it, he loved how she let him lead the kiss a bit before taking over control once she got confident. It was fucking sexy.

His lips detach from hers only to start kissing down her soft jawline, soft pecks turning to little nibbles.

She lets out a sigh of pleasure as Harry begins nibbling on her neck, her eyes fluttering shut. She thinks he’s absolutely incredible with kissing, knows exactly where to touch a woman to truly make her tick.

“You’re so incredible…” She breathes, her eyes still closed. She loves the feeling more than anything else in the world and hopefully she’ll be feeling a lot more than his lips tonight.

She gets a bit brave by running her hands up Harry’s shirt, humming.

Her small hands were a bit cool, making Harry shiver as they touched his warm skin. Jolie was blowing his mind already, and they were barely even touching yet.

His lips trail down to her neck, leaving open mouthed kisses down the skin. His mouth explored until he kissed a spot that had her shivering, and a small smirk formed on his face. Lips attached to the stop and bit gently, before starting to suck on the patch of skin in hopes of leaving a mark.

The heat between Jolie’s thighs were making her want to squirm, she was certainly wet between her thighs at his point. She was hoping Harry would possibly touch her skin on skin, in her more preserved and private areas. She wanted his hands on her breasts and bum, she had never craved something, or someone like this before in her life.

Jolie finally lets out a soft moan as Harry begins to suck on her neck, tugging at his hair and subtly moving her hips against his.

Jolie didn’t know much about Harry’s sex life, but she assumed that he was relatively experienced since he knew which places to kiss on the neck, but all will be revealed if they get their clothes off.

The small moan leaving her mouth and the Rock of her hips were enough to make Harry’s dick twitch. The moan was soft but lustful and he wanted to hear more of it, he wanted to hear her moaning his name over and over while he pleasures her.

He was sure that she could feel his erection from that rock of her hips and tug of his hair, and he took it as a signal to touch her more. Hands slowly slide to cup her ass, squeezing gently to test what she liked.
“You’re driving me mental, baby.” Harry whispered into her ear, nipping her softly.

She knew she was extremely aroused by this point, and she wanted him so bad. She moves her hands on his bare lower abdomen after running her hands up his shirt.

She arches her back so her ass curves into his hands more, giving him more of a firm grip. Jolie dressed quite modestly, so not many knew that she had an incredible and nicely shaped ass over her normal clothes. Harry was quickly finding out, however.

“You’re so sexy…” She breathes

Her ass was round and a perfect fit for his hands as he squeezed it. Even with his hard study of her, he never expected her ass to be this nice.

“Fuck, baby… So are you.” He murmured against her skin. Jolie’s hands moving up his chest made his breathing deepen, his whole body felt on fire.

“You can take it off, angel. Go ahead.” Harry said referencing his shirt. Jolie’s hands were warm and had almost an erotic feel while they trailed his stomach.

Jolie is extremely excited as Harry says that she can take off his shirt. She pulls it off of his body with his help, and her lips bravely move to her neck.

She wants to make him feel as incredible as he does her.

Her lips move down his collarbones and to his chest, her breathing indicating how hungry she is for his beautiful skin, to trail kisses and bites all over it.

Hot lips move up his skin, causing a shiver to run down his spine. A slight dig of her teeth encourages the moan moan that had been building up in his throat to release, gripping her ass tighter.

“Fuck, Jolie… That feels so good.” Harry whispered breathlessly, watching her as she kissed and sucked and nibbled on his skin, leaving red marks in her path.

It felt like it was a dream, the way her hands and lips worked him making him feel absolutely wrecked already. “You’re so good at this, making me feel good.”

She’s never been like this with any man before, never this bold, so it’s definitely a lot for her to do this. She continues working her mouth against him, kissing down his stomach and back up again, as if she’s afraid of the private region.

She would love to get in his pants, but has no idea how that may work out. Maybe it will only go as far as this? She really hopes not.

He can sense the hesitation, but he didn’t want her to be scared. He was already so comfortable with her, he didn’t want to stop.

Taking her hand, he took it and slowly trailed it down, pressing it against his erection. “You can touch, baby. I promise I love it.” The whisper came out breathlessly, the pleasure of even her hand through the fabric of his pants a bit overwhelming.

Jolie’s small gasp was practically inaudible. The fact that she was able to do this to such an incredible man who has girls lusting after him was insane to her.

But at the end of the day, she knew him better than all of them. This was /her/ Harry, not the Harry that these girls have built up in their minds.

Her hand pressed against his erection through his jeans, she makes sure to feel around everywhere to get a good estimate of what she can expect, and after a few nice pat downs, she can tell she’s working with a big one.

Harry moaned as she felt around his hard cock, small hands grabbing and squeezing. He was in heaven.

“Oh god, that feels so good… Unbutton them baby, touch me, please.” The request almost came out as a beg. He was desperate for more touch, more feeling, more Jolie.

She nods quickly, her fingers shaking a little as she goes to unbutton his jeans. She’s never been this excited before, in every interpretation of the word, and she doesn’t know how else to act but let her body take charge and show her emotions.

Once she’s got the zipper down, she begins pushing them down his legs, and leaves him in just his briefs, observing the tent in them.

“Oh god…this is so hot…” She whispers

The way her eyes widened and the biting of her plump and swollen lip made Harry want to flip her over and just slide into her. But, he knew he needed to take this somewhat slow as not to freak her out.

“See what you do to me? You did this…” He whispered grabbing her hand again and letting it grasp his hard cock on top of his boxers.

His words reinforce her feelings and she breathes slowly, in and out before looking at her hand on top of his boxers.

Not worrying about anything else, she slowly begins to work them down his sexy thigh thighs, gasping a little as he comes into view.


He’s huge.

Harry smirked slightly as her eyes widened even more as she took the boxers off of him. He was aware he was bigger than average but to see her react like that had his chest full of pride

His own hand wrapped around himself, giving himself a couple of strokes. “You did this to me Jolie… Such a sexy girl.”

She never expected this to have happened with Harry, the handsome artist in class who she was simply assigned as a partner to.

“Wow…” She breathes slowly, looking back and forth into his eyes and down at his hard length.

Carefully, she reaches out and pokes the head, seeing as it moves slightly but bounces back into place, making her giggle a little.

“I can’t believe I did that,” she admits, moving her hand to grip the base

“You did, love.” He smirked and watched her touch him experimentally. It was adorable, and fucking sexy all at the same time.

“You have free range, baby. Touch, feel, whatever you want. Trust me, I will not object.” He assures and rests his head back as her hand begins to stroke him.

Harry leans back to relax and watch the show; of Jolie playing with his dick. She’s not as nervous anymore after Harry’s words, she’s loosened up a bit and she’s smiling, happy as can be about it.

Her smile fades as she tries to become more sexy for him, she leans down and presses a single kiss to the head before beginning to slowly stroke his shaft.

“Oh fuck…” He hissed, the light kiss making his legs shake a bit. He wasn’t sure where she learned that but he was definitely sure he wanted more.

“there we go, that’s so nice…” He cooed and reached over to brush the hair out of her face. He wanted to see that beautiful face while she played with him.

Jolie was taught to never give a man a favor before he gives her one, but she couldn’t help herself with Harry. Pleasing him would please her.

She moves her mouth all of the way down and wraps her lips around his dick, closing her eyes briefly before she starts to move her mouth up and down, getting his shaft covered in spit, humming to send pleasurable vibrations.

He was shocked on how quickly she took him into her mouth, even more so that she tried to take all of him. “Oh my fucking god, yes… Just like that baby girl.” He growled as he tugged the hair out of her face.

The warmth of her mouth and the suction and vibrations had him moaning loudly as she pleasured him, his hands rubbing her head softly. “That’s so good, Jolie. You’re making me feel a-amazing…”

She supposes this is one way of completing an art project, since head is its own form of art…

She jerks his base as she moves her tongue up and down his shaft, concentrating. She pulls her mouth off with a pop and pumps his dick repeatedly, before moving her mouth back down, making loud slurping noises.

She was an angel, he was convinced. Her mouth was heavenly, moving up and down his dick with the perfect a mouth of suction and warmth.

He was close already. It had been a while, and to have the girl of your dreams sucking you off didn’t really help that fact either.

He quickly pulled her off and flipped her to lay on the couch, his lips meeting hers once again as his hand slides down to apply a bit of pressure on her clothed clit.

Jolie was surprised as he pulled her off, but was obviously very pleased once his lips hit her now swollen ones again.

She whimpers into his mouth at the application of pressure to her swollen clit, gripping onto his arm and digging her fingers into it.

“Harry…” She breathes, squirming a bit

Lips kissed her lips and moved to her chest while his fingers still played with her, loving how responsive she was.

Her hips were bucking up into his hand, searching for more friction and pressure, and he would be happy to give her just that.. But he wanted to hear it from her.

“ask me nicely baby, and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

Jolie was beginning to realize that Harry is a bit of a teaser, a sweet talker if you will in the bedroom. Her heart was beating out of her chest as she pulled away to look into his eyes, hers wide and full of lust.

“P-Please touch me. Not through my pants…skin to skin,” she begs quietly, running her hand gently up and down his arm.

Her chest was rising and falling, clit throbbing as she studied his gorgeous features. Man, was he gorgeous.

Harry nodded and slowly started to remove her clothing. The thing she was wearing was a bit difficult to remove but he figured it out and in almost no time it was on the floor.

He never could have imagined how beautiful her body actually was. She was absolutely perfect, and all for him in this very moment.

Kisses were left down to her breasts, and he slowly moved down the cups to kiss at her nipples. “Mm, gorgeous.” He commented before sucking of her nipples into his mouth.

Surely no man has ever done /this/ to her before. She moans softly, rolling her head back in pleasure before bringing it back up as she decides she would like to watch Harry suckle on her nipples.

She hisses softly at the feeling, her breasts are sensitive and her nipples are very hard as Harry suckles them into his mouth. She moves a hand down and fists it through his hair.

“God, you’re so hot…and that feels so good…” She praises him.

Harry smirked and moved to the other nipple, giving it attention. The tugging on his hair only made him harder.

Fingers finally slid down and to the place he knew she wanted to be touched the most. He groaned against her skin as he felt the damp fabric of her panties. She was already soaked for him, it was a dream come true.

“You’re soaking for me, angel.” He cooed and applied a bit of pressure before rubbing slow circles over the fabric.

The warmth of Harry’s fingers felt incredible, even through the fabric of her now ruined panties. She knows now that this is going exactly where she wants it to, nothing more and nothing less.

“I am…God, you made me so wet…” She hisses, bucking her hips up slightly, wanting more relief. She would appreciate foreplay, but she doesn’t know if she’ll need it.

She takes another look at Harry’s massive erection. Yeah, she’ll need to be stretched out a bit…

Taking the buck of her hips as a hint, her slid her panties down her legs and let them join her outfit on the floor. Immediately her let his fingers touch her bare, wet core.

“Fuck.” He hissed and released her nipple, feeling around her wetness. “So warm and wet, just for me.” He moaned, positioning himself between her legs so he could get a good look at her.

Jolie was pink and wet and gorgeous, one of the most beautiful he’s seen. It took him no time at all to slip one finger inside of her.

Jolie felt as if she was about to die, of course that’s dramatic, as Harry spread her open and studied her beautiful pussy. She always kept it groomed but that wasn’t in case she got laid, it was because it made her feel better about herself. Although, she’d never admit to spending a little extra time shaving for tonight.

Her head falls back as a finger slips inside of her and she arches her back a bit. Jolie is tight, extremely tight, and her pussy fits around Harry’s finger, hopefully it will be able to stretch around his dick.

“You’re so tight…” He says in awe, slowly thrusting his finger inside of her. Harry had to hold in a loud groan as he imagined how she would feel on his cock as he thrusted inside of her.

He kissed up her stomach and up to her mouth, slipping his tongue in her mouth as he inserted a second finger inside of her.

Jolie welcomes his mouth, moaning into the kiss. Her toes curl and she grips onto his hair as he kisses her while curling his fingers inside of her. It feels so good to her. So damn good.

“Feels…so…amazing…oh god,” she breathes, spreading her legs farther apart so he has more access.

Fingers thrusted slow and steady, making her feel his thick and long fingers to get her ready for what very well could be the best sex of their lives.

“Do you think you’re ready, angel? Do you want me to fuck you? Mm, push myself inside of you and fuck you nice and slow and deep?”

She nods quickly, her brows furrowed as she was just concentrating on watching his fingers.

“Y-Yeah, baby…please…” She whimpers, gasping softly. She wants H to destroy her, maybe…she doesn’t know just how destructive his penis can be.

Harry slowly took out his fingers, looking her in the eye as he raised his fingers to his mouth, sucking off her wetness.

A soft hum left his mouth at the taste, her tasting a delicious salty but mostly sweet. He couldn’t wait to bury his tongue in her one day…

But now it was time to finally do what he had been dreaming of for months. Carefully he took his cock and rubbed it up and down her slit, collecting the right amount of wetness.

“Do you want it baby?” He whispered teasingly into her ear, but mostly to make sure she really was ready.

Jolie had never seen anything more erotic in her whole life as Harry slides his fingers into his mouth and gently sucks, his eyes burning into hers. It’s killing her that he’s not inside of her yet.

Jolie inhales slowly as Harry rubs his tip up and down her slit, very slowly. She nods, looking up into his eyes.

“I-I want it. I want /you/…” She trails off, “please,” begging, she gives him pleading eyes.

That’s all it took for Harry to sink into her.

A long, loud moan left his mouth as her tight walls surrounded him. She was tight, and wet, and Harry had never felt something so amazing.

“Oh my god baby, you’re so tight.” He whispered into her ear. He was hovering over her, face scrunched in pleasure before he opened his eyes to look down at her.

She didn’t even fully comprehend what was happening. It was too good to be true. She, Jolie, one of the most underrated girls on campus, was having sex. With someone she really liked; someone who multiple girls swooned over. She knew they made up fantasies about him in their head, however.

“I-It feels so good,” she breathes, moving her hands to grip onto his arms as she wraps her legs around his waist.

The long legs around his waist motioned for him to move, which he happily did.

Slow, languid thrusts started as he buried his face into her neck as he fucked her, the legs around him tightening as she wanted him deeper.

“That’s my girl, you’re taking me so well. Fuck, your pussy feels so good.” The groans were a bit muffled against her skin but Harry was a sucker for dirty talks, and once he got in the mood it was almost like he couldn’t stop.

At first it was definitely uncomfortable just because of how damn big Harry is, but it’s starting to turn into just pleasure and all pleasure as her legs stay wrapped around his waist.

“Oh god…feels so good. And your mouth…it’s so dirty,” she whimpers, moving her head up to get a glance down and to watch his dick entering in and out of her.

“Mm, you like that baby?” He smirked as he began to thrust a bit faster into her. She felt fucking amazing and Harry wasn’t sure how he had gotten this lucky.

“You like my dirty mouth when I tell you how much I like to fuck you? Well I do baby, you’re already making me feel so….fuck, so good.”

“Uh huh baby, I fucking love it,” Jolie curses, her pussy beginning to tighten around Harry’s cock. It feels so good, she doesn’t know how she’s never experienced anything like this before. She never knew sex could be /this/ good.

Harry gets a particularly good angle inside of Jolie, making her grip onto his shoulders and cry out, “FUCK! Yeah, right there baby…r-Right there…”

A hiss spilled out of his gritted teeth, jaw clenched as he fucked her at the new angle. Nails digging into his shoulders and her head tipped back in pleasure, this was something Harry could definitely get used to.

“Is that your spot baby?” He smirked, moving his hips faster. “I love fucking you, best I’ve ever had.” He grunted.

Jolie looked beautiful underneath him. A light sheen of sweat, swollen lips and dark lustful eyes looked back at him. Absolutely stunning.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, you drive me crazy… I’ve been dreaming about this for months. To hold you, to kiss you, to touch you… To make you cum.” He whispered into her ear, nipping her earlobe

Jolie felt a wave of confidence spill over her as Harry confessed that she was his best. She surely wasn’t expecting that, but she was definitely extremely flattered by it.

So many thoughts were racing through her mind, but all she wanted to focus on was Harry’s dirty words and the way his muscles were flexed, the way he was hitting her G spot perfectly.

“Pound that shit, right there baby. You’ve got it…” She pants, her pussy clenching around him even harder

Those words released Harry’s restraint, finally beginning to truly slam into her.

“Yes baby girl, such a tight little cunt.” He growled as his cock pounded into her. Jolie’s hba moved to his hair and began to tug harshly on his hair, one of his biggest turn ons.

“Oh my- shit, just fucking like that! Pull my hair while I fuck you nice and hard, Jolie… Come on.”

Jolie continues tugging at his hair and attaches her mouth to his, moaning into it as she sloppily kisses him. Their tongues collide, her toes curl as her pussy clenches around him still.

Harry repeatedly hitting the sponginess of her G spot made her body feel like it was about to explode. No man had ever found it before Harry, she’s never had an orgasm during intercourse.

“Fucking hell…I-I’m gonna cum,” she pants, pulling her mouth away and rolling her head back, crying out as she spills over the edge.

The beauty that was Jolie when she came was far beyond what Harry could have ever imagined. The noises, soft whimpers and then broken moan, the shape of her lips as the sounds came out, her messed up Hair, flushed cheeks and scrunched eyes all made it a bit too muchZ

Harry had been holding on, knowing he wasn’t going to last long. So when Jolie came around him, he wasn’t far behind. “I’m gonna, I’m-” he whimpered before the long broken moan of her name came out. “Jolie! Oh- FUCK!”

Cumming hard, deep inside of her, his hips stuttered as he fucked them through their orgasms. As soon as they calmed, Harry collapsed on top of her.

“Holy… Shit…”

That was easily the most intense orgasm Jolie had ever experienced in her life, and during intercourse too. Her chest rises and falls, matching his as his sweaty naked body rests on top of her petite one.

She closes her eyes briefly, humming as she allows herself to bask in the incredible, sated feeling after her orgasm. Her pussy is still tingling a bit and she’s on cloud nine.

“Yeah, holy shit is right…” She trails off, humming softly. She wishes she could stay like this forever…

Maybe she can spend the night?

Harry was on cloud nine, laying on top of the girl he’s half in love with after finally getting to touch her the way he had been wishing to.

After a few minutes the stickiness got a bit uncomfortable. “Do you want to go shower and maybe like… Stay over?” He asked nervously.

“You don’t have to, but like, I figured it’s late and you can wear one of my shirts, and I… I’d really like to hold you.”

Jolie was so pleased to hear the invitation. She really was hoping that he’d ask her, and now that he has…it’s even more like heaven.

“Yeah, I’d absolutely love that…” She says softly, moving her hand up to play with his hair. She loves him, and his sexy curly hair so, so much.

“You make me so, so happy…” She admits, “and you make me cum like never before,” she adds with a giggle, her nose crinkling up.

“You make me so happy as well, darling girl.” He said softly, looking up at her with a gentle smile.

“It’s weird because I imagined this a million times but I never in a million years thought it would actually happen… Look at that.”

Harry was absolutely elated, and couldn’t wait to get to know her. He knew this was more than just one night, their connection was too intense already to try to drop.

“So about that shower?”


Jolie’s feelings for him only grew with each minute that ticked by. She feared she’d fall too hard for him and get hurt. Artists, and Aquarians for that matter, liked their own space and disliked clingy people, liked to do their own thing. Also, Harry can get any girl he wants, as see in class. What if he eventually gets bored with her?

His husky voice snaps her out of her thoughts and she nods, “yeah, of course. This stickiness is starting to get to me,” she laughs softly, getting up with him and holding his hand.

He could tell the change in her emotions as they got into the shower. She seemed to be thinking a lot as they soaked themselves under the water.

“Babe, are you okay?” His voice laced with concern. “You aren’t… You aren’t regretting it, right?” The nerves built up in his stomach

Jolie was saddened to hear Harry’s assumption. Why would she regret it?

“No, no baby,” she promises, wrapping her arms around his bare torso as she looked up to him. Harry was several inches taller than Jolie, so she had to look up to him.

“It was the best thing I’ve ever done. And definitely the best sex I’ve ever had, with the most incredible guy…” She trails off, smiling gently before kissing his chin

A rush of relief could probably be felt throughout the room. His hands grasped her and smiled down as she kissed at his chin, making him chuckle and lean down so she could get at his lips.

“Sorry I just… I really like you? And I know that’s a bit weird to say but.. I want to make sure you’re comfortable and happy hanging out with me.”

All he wanted truthfully, was her. Even only after getting to know her for 2 days, he felt closer to her than anyone else.

“How is that weird to say?” She questions, looking up into his eyes as they hold each other. The warm water feels incredible on both of their skin, but they can’t just stand here forever, or else the heat will fade away.

“You’re very special to me, Harry. I know it’s not been very long but you make me feel so happy and confident, how a man should make a woman feel. I /really/ like you,” she admits.

A bright smile grew on his face and he leaned down to kiss her yet again. “Mm, I’m glad sweetheart. I really like you.”

The continued to shower, slowly washing each other’s bodies with shy giggles and occasional kisses. Harry’s shower gel smelled spicy and he strangely liked it on her.

His mind was almost spinning with inspiration, and he knew she was going to draw this sight eventually. Her body was gorgeous. She had the ocassionsl stretch mark and scar, but those made her even more beautiful. Even more real.

Jolie was using Harry’s men’s body wash, but it made her happy to see that he had no women’s things in here because that tells her he rarely has anyone else, or girl, stay over and have to take a shower. It was like a definite note that he doesn’t have sex with anyone else very often, or at least stays the night with them.

She cleans off her body, getting into her privates before they take turns under the water for shampooing.

“I can’t wait to spend the night with you. I really like you as well,” she grins.

Harry couldn’t wait to cuddle and wake up with someone, more specifically Jolie, in his arms. He had never had someone stay over at his house and sleep in his bed, and he always felt a bit lonely.

Once they were showered and dried, towels wrapped around them, Harry threw Jolie one of his shirt to put on while he just put on a pair of loose sweats, and hopped into bed.

“C'mere babe.”

Jolie was more than Happy to star one of Harry’s shirts to bed. She grins, climbing into his bed before she lies next to him, cuddling into him.

Their legs and feet tangle together as she rubs her hand gently up and down his arm.

“You’re so handsome…” She hums, studying his features. She feels like the luckiest girl.

Jolie was more than Happy to star one of Harry’s shirts to bed. She grins, climbing into his bed before she lies next to him, cuddling into him.

Their legs and feet tangle together as she rubs her hand gently up and down his arm.

“You’re so handsome…” She hums, studying his features. She feels like the luckiest girl.

“Why thank you, pretty lady.” He cooed and bopped her nose playfully. It still felt surreal to have her right in his arms, tucked into his side.

“You though, are so much more beautiful than you, or I, can even comprehend.”

Jolie silences him with a slow kiss on the lips, humming as she moves her hand up to cup his cheek. She had incredible sex with this gorgeous man, and now she can’t stop kissing him. She loves this.

She runs her foot slowly up and down his leg, to remind herself that his legs are there; that he’s there, even though their lips are touching.

“Your lips are so soft,” she hums, pecking them slowly again and again

A soft smile formed on his lips as they kissed, her compliments reminding him that yes, this is really, truly happening.

“Yours are perfect. It took me a while to perfect the shape, they’re beautiful and plump and the shade of pink isn’t a color that comes in a tube of paint, I have to mix it.” Harry whispered as his thumb gently rubbed against her bottom lip.

Her breath hitched, she was in a trance. Under his spell, but she didn’t mind. It felt amazing. Her eyes closed briefly at the faint feeling of his thumb rubbing against her plump bottom lip.

“I think it’s incredible, what you do. It’s the most romantic thing ever. It’s…it’s something out of my journal, where I write about love. What love should really be like. And if it was in my journal, it would be my greatest piece,” she whispers.

“But…it’s not in my journal. It’s in my reality. How lucky am I?”

“I think I’m the lucky one. I’ve actually got my muse stood right in front of me, letting me touch and taste and feel every inch of you…” He whispered into her ear as they cuddled under the warm blanket.

“And you’re not just my muse anymore. It’s grown from just a crush… I can’t explain it fully, words are more your things.. But I know I will be painting this scene in many ways and people will feel almost everything we are right now… Except we’re the ones living it.”

His words were enough to make her tear up a bit. She reached out for his hand and laced their fingers together, wanting to be completely connected to him before they slept.

She felt herself falling for him. No, not just infatuation anymore. She was getting to know the real him, and she was in love with everything she was hearing, seeing, experiencing.

He could be the great love of her life. The only one. The one who is buried next to after death. She just felt something different in her bones, she wanted all of him, and was willing to pour her soul into him.

She wasn’t going to admit that she was falling in love with him, as it probably sounded like it was going too fast. And that’s the thing about falling in love. Everyone does it at his or her own pace, yet people still seem to judge by how long it takes.

“No one ever clued me in; that this is how great life could really be,” she whispers back.

He held her closer to him, nuzzling his nose against hers. This was out of his dreams, and now it was really happening.

Harry had been through a lot of shit, and to finally have a taste of true affection and happiness made his heart warm.

“Me either. How about we learn together?”

(Hello all :) this is the second part of the 'Colors’ series! This is co written with @isabelleintheam :) there will be plenty more smut and fluff in this series. Make sure to message me what you think!)

Crazy little thing called love

You were not the party type. You never have been and you never will be. You would’ve much rather stay at home and watch law and order then go out. So when your friends asked you to go to the nice guy with them, you were very hesitant. Little did you know, that night was the night you met the love of your life.

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Forever- part 1

They were best friends since day one. Harry and y/n, attached at the hip. Growing up in the houses next door to each other, they never knew how to be apart. They grew up with sleepovers and the trip their families took to the lake every summer. Both had a love of books and indie music, spending most days after school lounging around listening to Jake Bugg and reading books in the treehouse they and their parents built the summer when they were 7. Harry and y/n differed a lot in school. Y/N being more social and being on the volleyball team, while Harry kept more to himself and spent most of his time in the library. They both had a few other friends, but the majority of the time it was just them. They were the best of friends. They talked about everything, from school to friend drama, from movies to the meaning of life. They had no secrets. Except for the fact they were both madly in love with each other, and neither knew it.

It started first for Harry, when they were 13 on the playground at the park down the street. Y/N didn’t have any money but the ice cream truck pulled into the parking lot with its jolly tune, and she checked her pockets for some extra money but only had some lint and a pack of gum. But Harry had $5, because he feeds his neighbors cat when he goes on vacation. He spends Half of it on a chocolate cone for y/n and a banana Popsicle for himself. After he had bought her the sweet treat, she hugged him and gave him a big kiss on the cheek, making him blush a dark red.
The rest of the time at the park he noticed her in a different light. No longer was she the little girl in chocolate stained Barbie pajamas, no way. She had started to mature. A few pimples lined her skin but Harry didn’t care because it reminded him she was human. Her hands were soft as she grabbed his in hers and led them over to the bench to eat their treats. Half of the banana Popsicle melted on his hand because he was more interested in y/n’s newfound beauty than the Popsicle. He saw the way her smile light Up her eyes as she talked animatedly about the new book she was reading, and the way the setting sun Halo’d her hair, making her seem like a real life angel. And from that moment, Harry was smitten.

It first started for Y/N when they were 14. They were working on separate art projects in Harry’s room, hers being an art collage, Harry’s being a comic. That day had not been a good day to begin with for Y/N. It was just one of those days where everything turned out horrible from the moment you woke up. She stepped on one of her brothers Legos that he had left in her room, and then hit her head on the glass in the shower. Her dad had eaten the rest of her prized Cinnamon Toast Crunch and her hair just was not acting right. It was rainy and gross. In school she realized she forgot her biology homework which caused her to be yelled at by the crotchety old lady they called her biology teacher. They served mystery meat for lunch. She was assigned 4 big projects on top of her regular homework, Then she went in the bathroom, only to find red in her underwear. They day could not seem to have get any worse.
The final straw was nicking her finger with the scissors, trying to cut out a picture of a flower in a magazine. Her lip started to tremble and her eyes started to sting, and then the gates opened. She started sniffling and Harry looked up to offer her a tissue, only to find her with tears running down her face.
He crawled over to her and tried to ask her what was wrong but she couldn’t get a word out, she just shook her head and cried more. He then saw her finger.
“Hey, it’s okay, it’s just a small cut! I can get you a band aid no problem!” He hated seeing her cry, it felt like his heart was being ripped into shreds.
“It’s not the cut, Harry. It’s everything. With the Legos and the cereal and the hair and the grades and my period, I just-” she broke into sobs.
Harry was confused and a bit frightened of what was going on, but he grabbed her and put her in his lap, letting her cry into his shirt while he pet her hair and rubbed her back. She fisted his shirt and tried to stop crying, but today was an awful day.
“Hey, bug, it’s okay. I know today was awful but there’s always tomorrow, yeah? We don’t have to do our work right now, we can just sit here for a bit. I’m here for you, cry on me or tell me what’s wrong, whatever you want. I’ll always be there for you.” He said into her ear, rubbing her back and holding her tighter to him. Without realizing it, pressing a few kisses to the top of her head and she calmed down. She nuzzled into the crook of his neck while playing with his cross necklace, pressing a soft kiss to the skin of his neck causing him to shiver. He held her for another hour before they were called to dinner, but they didn’t go down without another hug. Harry held her hand under the table all through out dinner. That’s when it started for her.

Throughout their teenage years, cuddling and chaste kisses on the cheek, forehead and neck became more common. They cuddled when they watched movies or read, always finding an excuse to touch each other. This was normal. But unknown to them was that each other’s hearts would race every time there was a touch. Each of them wanted so much more, but had no clue the other felt the same.

Harry’s mom was going on a business trip. She was leaving Harry alone for a week, and with them being friends for so long, Y/N’s parents decided that it was okay for them to spend the week together, do school work and hang out like normal, just have extending hours for fun. Harry and Y/N were both so excited for this week. They were excited for the touches and the talks and the closeness they were going to have. And for Harry, he was also nervous. Nervous because he was finally going to tell Y/N how he feels.
Friday night, 4 hours after his mom leaves and they’re laying on Harry’s bed, the food network on the TV as Y/N laid on Harry’s chest, the both of them watching UnWrapped, Disney world edition. Harry’s hand is stroking her hair as y/n draws patterns on his chest. She doesn’t notice his thumping heart and she thankfully can’t feel the butterflies in his stomach. He feels her giggle at something one of the workers said, and he smiled lightly, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. She looked up and smiled at him, scooting closer to him. She moved her head to the crook of his neck, which seemed to be her favorite place to be. She reaches over and knocks the remote out of Harry’s other hand that’s not playing with her hair, tangling their hands together and playing with the multiple rings on his fingers. Harry relaxed and started to watch the show again. When they were talking about the mass amount of pastries they have to make for the Disney parks, he feels a kiss on his neck. That’s somewhat normal for them so he goes back to watching. But then he feels another kiss, lips pressing harder to his skin. Then another, and another, working her lips up the expanse of his neck to behind his ear and tracing his jawline. Going back down she retraces the path her lips made, but biting down a little on his neck before releasing and licking lightly. He shivers and holds in a groan, trying to ignore the heat he’s feeling in his stomach. She giggles at his reaction, pressing yet another kiss on his neck.
“Does that tickle?” She asks him quietly, lips still against his neck and finger tracing his side.
“A bit…” He trails, his voice shaky. He’s never felt this way before. Before he had the chance to protest, Y/N digs her fingers into Harry’s sides, tickling the life out of him. He starts laughing loudly, squirming and trying to get away. Y/N was not having that and threw he leg over his hips, now straddling him.
“Say that I’m the hottest girl in our entire school and I own you! Then I’ll stop.” She screamed over his laughter and pleas to stop.
“Oh-Kay, y/n is t-the -oh my god stop- the hottest girl in our- shit- school and she ow-owns me!” He finally got out. Y/N stopped tickling him finally and just leaned over him, watching him pant and try to regain his breathing. She laid directly on top of him still giggling about her actions. He wrapper his arms around her waist tightly, their chests pressing together, her face buried in his soft tee shirt.
“That wasn’t very funny.” Harry said, still holding on to her tightly. She picks her head up, the both of them smiling.
“Yeah, well…” Her voice gets lost as she realizes how close their faces are and stars to feel the slight tension in the room. Noses brushing, she raises her eyes to look into Harry’s, his beautiful eyes she’s always loved, moving across his face and her eyes landing on her lips. Harry did the same scan of her face, both of them staring at each other’s lips. They could feel their breath on their lips.
“I thought it was great.” Y/N said quietly. He chuckled, her feeling it in her chest.
He couldn’t take it anymore. Harry leaned up and their lips brushed, before he firmly planted them on hers. He kept them on for a few seconds before realizing she hadn’t responded yet, and pulled away. He felt so embarrassed as he looked up at her wide eyes, and started mumble apologies.
“I’m so sorry Y/N, I was so stupid, I just, I like you and I was stupid to think you did too for a second and god, I just wanted to kiss you, I have for forever. You’re just so beautiful and absolutely amazing in every single way possible, I’m just, I’m so sorry, I probably just ruined-mmp” he was cut off by her lips smashing into his, one hand fisting his tee shirt and the other cupping his face.

He was shocked and was motionless until he felt her tongue sweep across his bottom lip, asking for him to open his mouth. He closed his eyes and hesitantly did, only to be met with her tongue. He moved his tongue to meet hers finally, and she whimpered in his mouth before moving one of her hands to his hair and tugging on it, causing a deep groan to leave Harry’s chest. The kiss was slow and passionate, tongues playing and searching each other’s mouth. When they finally needed to stop for air, Y/N bit down on Harry’s lip lightly before letting go, letting his lip snap back into place. Both were breathing heavily, staring at each other before Y/N’s hand caressed Harry’s cheek.

“I’m not sure why you think I wouldn’t like you back but I do. You’re so amazing and kind and smart, so funny… God Harry, I like you so much I don’t know what do do with myself sometimes. All I can think about is you and how lucky I am to have you and oh my god, I love you. I am in love with you, Harry Styles.” He sat in shock for a few seconds. This was not what he was planning at all, but it is so much better.
“But I mean you don’t have to say it back, I don’t expect you to or anything but-” she rambled but got cut off
“Y/N, I am so in love with you I cant think straight. I can’t think about anything without you popping in my mind. I am so in love with you, Y/N. I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to be yours, and for you to be mine. I want you all to myself, I want it to be just us forever. Baby, I want you to be my only.” His eyes were wild as he looked into hers as he said those words with so much passion it made her tear up.
“I love you…” She murmured before pressing a kiss to her lips.
“I- love - you. I love you, I love you, I love you so much.” Harry said over and over, between kisses as he showered every inch of her face with kisses. She giggled as he did so.
“God, that’s my favorite sound ever. Want to hear it every day of my life.” He said looking mesmerized, pulling her impossible closer to him as if he was scared she would fly away.
“Well you can Harry, I swear I’m yours forever.” And he swore his heart burst with happiness.

Green eyed monster

You, Harry, Niall and a few of your other friends were all on vacation. It was due time for one, too as this is the first extended period of time all of you had off in a while. Lounging by the pool, sun bathing and sleeping in was the highlight of the time off for you and harry. But Niall wanted to take advantage of every activity the island had to offer, before he had to return to the regular hustle and bustle of his everyday life. So when he slipped into yours and harrys room at 9:30 in the morning, you thought he was crazy.
“Hey Harry, y/n, wanna go golfing with me? Course looks sick man it’s gonna be buzzin’.” Niall said, Excitement in his voice. Harry only groaned a “maybe later” and rolled over to go back to sleep. You on the other hand, were much more compelled by nails request.
“I’ll go Niall. I love golf.” You smiled at him sitting up.
“Noooooo!” harry wined wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into him. “We were going to spend the day together. You promised y/n.”
Then Niall butted in “We can go later or another day its fine.”
“No Niall we are going golfing, Harrys just being a baby.” You said getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom to get ready.
“Great! Meet me by the golf carts in 20?” Niall smiled at you.
You smiled back and nodded, placing the toothbrush in your mouth. When you were finally ready and getting ready to leave harry said an annoyed “have fun.” And rolled over. But you didn’t care that he was annoyed, he could have gone with you guys.
Throughout the day, you and Niall had a blast. You went golfing, at which Niall won. Then you went shopping and had lunch. When you finally got back it was around 5pm. You were mat with a very jealous Harry when you came back to the villa that you two shared. He was sitting on the deck in his swimming trunks slightly damp hair pulled back into a bun, sipping on a beer.
“Did you have fun?” Harry snapped at you when you sat next to him.
“Yes actually I did. We went golfing and when shopping and fed duck and went to lunch. And for the record, Niall is a great friend. You have no reason to be jealous. If you’re afraid I’ll run off into the sunset with him, I won’t. You’re the only man I want, and nothing is going to change that. So you understand me?” you snapped at him
“You don’t get it, do you? It’s not you I don’t trust, it’s him. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. Only I’m supposed to look at you like that. And I have every right to be jealous when my best mate sounds the entire day with my girl and I don’t even get to speak to her.”
“Harry are you listening to yourself? You’re being completely ridiculous. Nialls your best friend and he’s a good man. The last thing he would try to do is take me from you. And even if he did, you should have enough trust in me to know that I wouldn’t let him take me away from you. I love you too much for that. I wouldn’t hurt you like that, I know it and you know it. So when you’re ready to stop being so childish and get out of your own head. I’ll be by the pool with Niall.”
And sure enough about 20 minutes later, a sulking, shy harry came into your view. He laid himself in between your legs and wrapped his arms around you and laid his head on your chest.
“I’m sorry, love. I was being stupid. I trust you and I know Niall would never try and take you from me. It’s just the thought of you being someone else’s makes me sick. But I know we love each other and that’s enough to keep us together.”
“I’m glad you came to your senses. I love you.”
“love you more.”

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