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Tangled Hearts | Chapter 12*

Summary: Y/N finds Harry with an unknown woman in a coffee shop and is convinced he's on a date. Her jealousy makes her ignore him for a week before they finally make up.

Pairing: bfd!harry x reader

Word count: 4.2K

Warnings: Age gap, BFD, angst?, smut, fingering, oral (female receiving).

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Monday rolls around, Y/N has been back home since Friday night and she took off all weekend to relax. She kept thinking about Harry and their mindblowing phonesex, he was dominating her and she was loving every second of it.

Today she has some meetings to finalise the selections and she has to edit all the photos that make the cut. It is a big step in her career so she wants everything to be perfect.

Walking into a coffee shop on her way to the meeting, she orders her drink and waits for the barista to make it. She is standing by the counter as she is deep in her thoughts, a familiar voice brings her back. Harry is sitting at a table at the far end of the coffee shop with a woman she has never seen before. They are laughing and she places her hand on his chest, they look very friendly. Y/N feels her stomach drop and the air is knocked out of her, she cannot believe the sight in front of her.

When Y/N's name is called by the barista, Harry's gaze shoots up and meets hers, a smile appearing on his face. She grabs her cup and turns to walk away when she hears Harry's voice.

"Y/N wait!" He calls, the other woman giving her a friendly smile. Harry walks towards her and Y/N feels like she has seen a ghost, he was with a woman, a beautiful woman and she felt like crying.

“Hi.” Harry says with a smile.

“Hi.” Y/N mumbles back, wanting nothing more than to run away from there.

“I've been thinking about you. It's so good to see you again.” He says.

“You too.”

“What are you up to? Have any plans today?” Harry asks, his smile never faltering.

“Actually I do. I have a meeting right now, I need to get going.” She answers before she rushes out of the coffee shop and starts walking down the street.

She feels tears stinging her eyes and her heartaches, her chest feels heavy and she can't help but feel a little betrayed. She doesn't even know why, he owes her nothing, they aren't a thing, not officially at least.

Harry doesn't know what just happened, he looks around and sees the woman, a business associate, he was having lunch with looking confused, he gives her a little shrug and goes to the bathroom. He is standing in the bathroom and he is feeling so many things at the same time. He is excited to have seen her, but at the same time he feels something is off, did she look like she was going to cry? He wonders.

He walks back out and sees Y/N's coffee on the counter, he pays for it and walks back to the table where his colleague is waiting.

“Sorry about that.” He says and she looks confused.

“It's alright. You're in love, it happens.” She says with a laugh and takes a sip of her coffee. Harry freezes and stares at her.

“What?” He asks and she raises an eyebrow.

“You are not denying it.”

“Well no.” He says with a soft smile.

“Oh, honey. Who is she?” The woman asks and Harry shakes his head.

“You don't know her. It's... Complicated.”

“Love always is.” She says and takes another sip of her coffee. Harry doesn't argue with that, because he knows she is right, but the way Y/N acted has him a little concerned.

After Harry and the woman part ways, he tries calling her a few times but it goes straight to voicemail, so he sends a text asking if she is alright.

Y/N is sitting in her car after her meeting, she is still in the parking lot, her phone buzzes and she sees it's a message from Harry. She doesn't even open it, she has no desire to read what he has to say, so she locks her phone and drives back to her apartment to finish editing the photos for the shoot.

She gets comfy and decides to call it an early night, the emotional stress taking a toll on her body. When she wakes up the next morning, she checks her phone and sees a few more missed calls and messages from Harry, he is asking if she is okay, asking what is wrong.

She doesn't respond, she can't. She knows it's selfish but she doesn't want him to see her this way, she is a mess. Her whole world was flipped upside down in a matter of hours and she had no idea how to fix it, how to deal with it.

The following day Harry calls again, he leaves her a voicemail asking her to call him back. The day after that, he sends a message telling her he is worried about her. Harry has been thinking about her all week, his heart aches and he is so confused. He has no idea why she was acting like this, why she didn't answer his calls, but he has to know.

He is contemplating whether or not to ask Olivia about Y/N, she must know if she's okay. Although, maybe not since she probably didn't want to talk about him with his daughter.

When Olivia calls her, it's Friday afternoon. Y/N is at home, she has been in bed for most of the day, not having the energy to get up. She knows she is overreacting, it was a misunderstanding, but it still hurts.

Her phone rings and she picks it up without looking at who it is.

“Hello?” She asks and clears her throat.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Olivia's voice comes through and she swallows hard.

“Yeah.” She lies, trying to sound like her usual self.

“I haven't heard from you all week.” She says and Y/N sighs.

“I'm sorry. I've been busy.”

“Are you sure everything is okay?” Olivia asks again.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” She says and doesn't push. “So, I was wondering, do you wanna come over for a movie night, tonight?” Olivia asks and Y/N sits up.

“Tonight?” She answers, running into Harry wasn't on her agenda for today but she knows she can't avoid him forever.

“Yeah. We can watch something funny and just relax. Dad will cook, and we can order dessert. What do you think?”

“Um, sure. Okay.” Y/N says, agreeing against her better judgement.

“Awesome! Is 7 o'clock okay?”

“Sounds good.”

“Alright, see you later.”

“See you.”

She hangs up and falls back on her bed, letting out a loud sigh.

That evening, she drives to Harry's place and she sits in her car, taking a few deep breaths before she makes her way inside. Olivia opens the door and throws her arms around Y/N.

“Hi! I'm so happy you're here!”

“Me too. Thanks for the invite.”

“Of course. I've missed you. Come in, Dad is in the kitchen.”

“Okay.” Y/N says and follows Olivia inside, she can smell the delicious food already and her mouth waters. She hasn't eaten anything the entire day and Harry's food is amazing, she thinks and she feels herself craving him too, but pushes it down.

Harry hears the front door open and close, he walks out of the kitchen and smiles when he sees Y/N, she is looking amazing. She has put a little effort into her outfit and she looks good, so good.

“Hey.” He says and steps closer to her.

“Hi.” Y/N says with a slight smile on her face and her heart is beating fast.

“How are you?” He asks, reaching out his hand and pulling her towards him. He wraps his arms around her and Y/N hugs him back, not trying to be suspicious as this is how they always greet each other.

“Good.” She says and pulls back a little, staring into his eyes.

Harry goes back into the kitchen and she walks over to Olivia who is setting up the movie, they sit on the sofa and chat about everything and nothing. Olivia updates her on her relationship with Timmy and Y/N fills her in on all the details she left out about her week in London.

When the food is ready, Harry carries all the dishes over to the living room and they have dinner while watching the movie. After eating, Harry cleans the dishes and leaves the girls to finish the movie. He makes some tea and then walks out of the living room and towards his bedroom, he wants the two of them to have some alone time too.

Y/N finishes the movie and Olivia suggests another one.

“Sure. Why not.” She says with a laugh and they continue watching. When the movie is done, Olivia turns off the TV and faces her.

“What is going on?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know something is wrong. You can tell me, we're friends.”

“I know.” Y/N says with a sigh.

“Then tell me, what is it?”

“It's fine, I don't wanna talk about it.” She answers and Olivia sighs.

“Okay, just know you can always talk to me.” Olivia says as she gets up and walks towards the bathroom. “I'll be right back.” She says before shutting the door.

Y/N lets out a frustrated groan and runs her hands through her hair, she cannot tell her. She cannot tell her what's going on, what's wrong.

Harry hears the sound of the bathroom door and hopes it's Olivia who left the room. He walks out to see Y/N sitting on the sofa with her hands in her hair. He quietly makes his way over and sits down on the sofa across from her.

“Y/N.” He says to make her look up and see him sitting in front of her, his gaze locked on her.

“Harry.” She breathes and his heart jumps at the sound of her saying his name.

“What's going on? Please tell me, what's wrong? Did I do something?” He asks, his eyes full of worry and he reaches out and takes her hand.

“No. No, of course not.” She says and squeezes his hand.

“Then why do you avoid me? Why did you ignore me for a week?” He asks and scoots closer but their conversation is cut short by the sound of Olivia returning.

“Sorry, had to pee.” She says and laughs a little, taking a seat next to Y/N and leaning against her side. “Now what should we watch?”

Harry gets up to leave the room again as Olivia flips through the channels, looking for a movie, a series, or a show. When she finds a channel playing a movie, she puts down the remote and leans back, resting her head on Y/N's shoulder.

They're watching the movie and halfway through it, Olivia sits up and turns to Y/N.

“I think we need ice cream. You stay here, I'll be right back.” She says and stands up, walking towards the kitchen. A loud ping resonates from her phone, she picks it up and reads the text, a soft gasp leaving her lips.

Harry That woman, I was having a coffee with earlier this week, is a business associate.

Y/N decides to ignore his message and lock her phone, putting it on the coffee table in front of her. When Olivia returns with the ice cream, they continue watching the movie and eating their dessert. Both of them enjoy spoonfuls of the frozen treat and Y/N keeps her eyes fixed on the screen, trying not to look at her phone. But when her ringtone goes off, she picks up the device and quickly accepts the call when she sees his name on her screen as she doesn't want Olivia to see.

“Good evening, this is not really great timing if I'm being honest.” Y/N says in the microphone trying to come off as if some random business was calling her.

“Please, Y/N, I just want to talk to you.”

“I am hanging out with my friend tonight. Can I call you back later?” She asks rolling her eyes to show Olivia that it was, indeed, a work-related call.

“Are you staying the night with Oli?”

“No.”

“Can I bring you home when you want to go?”

“No, I'm sorry.”

“Will you text me?”

“I can do that. But I really gotta go now. Thank you for calling me.” Y/N answers keeping up her act before she hangs up the phone and stuffs it back into her pocket.

“I swear to god, those people just can't take a hint, can they?” She says and laughs hoping Olivia bought her excuse.

“No, they sure can't. Now, let's keep eating, I'm hungry.”

Harry sighs as the phone call ends and he runs his fingers through his hair. He knows he should let her enjoy her night with his daughter, but he simply has to take advantage of the situation. He knows she wouldn't have been able to ignore him like this. He decides to leave it alone for now and he'll hopefully talk to her when she gets home.

As the movie is coming to an end, Y/N notices Olivia has fallen asleep. She nudges her gently, trying to wake her up but she doesn't budge. Y/N stands up, turns off the TV and starts collecting their bowls and spoons, putting them in the dishwasher.

When she walks back towards Olivia, grabs a blanket from the shelf and lays it over her, smiling at how peaceful and cute she looks. Y/N walks towards the door, but before she leaves the room, she sees Harry walking into the room and she gestures towards Olivia.

“I guess I'll go.” She whispers.

“You don't have to. You can stay.”

“No, it's alright.” She says, trying to convince herself more than him.

“Call me, will you?” He asks and takes a step closer, his eyes full of love.

“Yeah. I will.”

“Drive safe.”

“Always.” She says and gives him a soft smile.

They walk out together and when Harry closes the front door, he feels the need to run after her and bring her back. But he doesn't, he waits until he hears the engine start before he walks to the living room, taking a seat next to his daughter and running his fingers through her hair, pushing a few stray strands away from her face.

When Y/N walks into her apartment, she feels exhausted and emotionally drained. She gets ready for bed and texts Harry, telling him she got home safely. He texts back right away and she smiles, reading his message.

Harry Good.

Y/N doesn't wait any second longer before she calls him, his voice comes through the phone and it sounds so familiar and soothing, she feels calm just from hearing his voice.

“Hello, love.”

“Hey. Sorry about tonight.” She says and Harry smiles.

“No worries. Are you okay?” He asks, wanting to get right into the topic.

“Yes. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to avoid you. Well, I did but-.”

“I figured it had something to do with the woman at the coffee shop.” Harry says but Y/N stays silent. “Like I said, she's a business associate and nothing more. We were having a conversation about, well I could explain but that's boring work stuff, really.”

“Oh.”

“What did you think I was doing?”

“Nothing.”

“Don't lie.” He says with a little laugh and Y/N sighs.

“Okay, maybe I did assume things.”

“What did you assume, hm?” He asks and his voice drops an octave lower, making her insides tingle.

“I don't know.”

“Come on, tell me.” He encourages and Y/N bites her bottom lip.

“I saw her being a little too touchy, so I thought…”

“You thought what, love?”

“I thought you were on a date.” She finally admits and Harry's heart is racing. Something in him shifts, and he is not sure what it is but he feels a new feeling. A sense of pride.

“Is my baby jealous?” He asks, wanting her to say the words, and he is met with silence. “Say it, love.” He coaxes.

“No, I-.”

“That's it, I'm coming over.”

“What? No, Harry-.”

“Too late, I'm already in the car. I'll see you soon.”

“No, wait. Harry, it's-.”

“I'll be there in ten.” He says and the line goes dead.

Y/N can't believe what just happened. He is coming over and she is not sure if that's a good idea, it's the middle of the night. But she cannot help the excitement she is feeling and when he texts her to let her know he is downstairs, she opens the door for him.

He walks into the building and takes the elevator up, when he gets to her floor, he sees the door open and she is standing there, a smile on her face. He walks inside and as the door closes, he grabs her by the waist and brings her close, their lips crashing together.

“Mhm, wait. Wait.” Y/N mumbles against his mouth and pulls back, looking up at him. “This isn't right.” She says and Harry furrows his eyebrows.

“What? Why?”

“We shouldn't be doing this.”

“Why not?” He asks, his fingers still wrapped around her waist, holding her close.

“I... because.”

“Because what? Tell me why, tell me why this isn't right, hm?” He asks, and brings her even closer, his hands gently resting on her lower back.

“It's just-.”

“Is this because I'm older? Is this because you feel like I'm taking advantage of you?”

“No. That's not-.”

“Because you know, that's not true. You're an adult, and so am I.”

“Harry.”

“Y/N, please. Just tell me. If you don't want me, you have to tell me. Because I've been dying to touch you all night, all week. And if you don't want this, if you don't want me, I have to know.” He says, his eyes locking with hers.

“I do.”

"You do what?"

“I do want you. I do want this.” She admits, her cheeks turning a pretty pink.

“Good. Me too. Come here.” He says, bringing his mouth down to hers. He kisses her slowly and passionately, and his hand cups her cheek, caressing her soft skin. When they part, they're both breathing heavily, and he looks into her eyes.

“You have no idea how much I missed you. And your kisses.” He says and brings his lips down to hers, pecking her gently.

“Harry.” She moans softly.

“Mhm?” He mumbles and his lips travel down to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin.

“Take me to bed.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.” She answers and wraps her arms around his neck. He lifts her up, her legs wrap around his waist, and he carries her to the bedroom. He lays her down on the bed and crawls over her, their mouths connect once again. His tongue glides against hers, and his hand travels down her body and under her shirt, finding its way to her breast.

“Off.” She mumbles, pulling at his shirt, and Harry sits up, taking it off. His torso is fully exposed and Y/N can't take her eyes off him. She bites her bottom lip and brings her hand up, resting her palm on his chest. She can feel his heart beating, his skin is soft and warm, and her fingers slowly travel lower and lower. When they reach the hem of his sweats, he stops her.

“No.” He says and brings her hand up, placing a kiss on the inside of her wrist. “Tonight is about you.” He says and brings his mouth to her neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck and to her chest. His fingers play with the hem of her top, and when Y/N raises her upper body, he lifts the material up and over her head. Her bare skin is on display and Harry can't help but moan at the sight. Of course, she isn't wearing a bra as she was already comfortably in bed before he arrived.

He leans down, his mouth attaches to her breast and he sucks on her nipple, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub. Her hips buck up and she arches her back, her eyes fluttering closed and a quiet moan escapes her lips.

“So sensitive.” He says and pinches her other nipple, eliciting a breathy moan from her.

“Harry.”

“Yes, love. I'm here. Tell me, what do you want?” He asks, his hot breath hitting her chest.

“Touch me.” She says and her eyes meet his.

“Where?” He asks, his tone deep and husky.

“Please.”

“I'm not doing anything until you tell me, love.” He says and places a wet kiss on her chest.

“Down.”

“Down?”

“Lower.”

“Here?” He asks and presses his lips to her sternum.

“No.”

“Hm?”

“You know where.”

“Here?” He asks and moves down to her stomach, kissing her softly.

“No.”

“Come on, love. Where do you want my mouth?”

“God, just fuck me.” She breathes and Harry's head shoots up, a smirk forming on his lips.

“Language, baby.”

“Shut up and make me come.” She says, her eyes are filled with desire, her lips parted.

“That can be arranged.” He says and moves down her body, stopping at the hem of her pyjama bottoms. He takes hold of the waistband and slowly pulls them down her legs. He tosses them aside and spreads her legs apart, settling between them.

“So wet, baby. Is this all for me?” He asks and runs a finger through her slit.

“Yes.”

“Fuck, you're dripping.” He says and licks her juices from his finger, his eyes closing at the sweet taste. His head disappears between her thighs and his hands take hold of her thighs, keeping her legs apart. His mouth presses open-mouthed kisses along her inner thigh, and when he reaches her heat, he doesn't wait any longer. His tongue delves between her folds and his hands push her thighs wider, spreading her legs further. His tongue dips inside her entrance, licking and lapping up her juices. Her back arches and her hips roll against his mouth. He brings one of his hands up and pushes her hips down, stilling her movements. He brings his tongue up and flicks it against her clit, making her shiver.

“Harry. Yes, right there.” She moans and her eyes squeeze shut.

He wraps his lips around her swollen clit and sucks the bud into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the bundle of nerves. Her legs tremble and her breathing is shallow.

“You like that, baby? Hm? Do you like my tongue on your pretty little cunt?”

“God, yes.” She breathes, her chest heaving and her body squirming under his touch.

“Mhm, you're so delicious.” He mumbles and his mouth travels lower, his tongue licking through her wetness. He teases her entrance, dipping his tongue inside, before moving up and wrapping his lips around her clit. His mouth is relentless and he doesn't stop his assault on her heat until her thighs squeeze around his head, her fingers pulling at his hair, her breathing laboured and her hips moving up and down.

“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, don't stop.” She moans, her eyes are tightly shut, her head pressed back into the pillow.

He moves his tongue faster, lapping up her juices and his finger travels lower. He dips it inside her entrance and thrusts his finger inside her, his mouth still sucking her clit. Her walls tighten around his finger, and when he adds a second, she's a writhing mess.

“Harry, fuck. Yes.” She breathes, and when his fingers curl and hit the right spot, her orgasm washes over her and she lets out a long, throaty moan.

“Yes, that's it. Let go, baby. Let me taste you.” He says and his tongue swipes up her juices. He sucks her clit into his mouth, helping her ride out her high, her back arching and her eyes closing.

“Mhm, oh god.”

“Good girl.” He praises and gives her a few final kitten licks before he crawls back up and hovers above her. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly, and when her eyes open, Harry's gaze locks with hers. His eyes are filled with lust, his lips glistening with her juices.

“Fuck, you taste amazing.” He whispers and connects their mouths in a hungry kiss. She moans at the taste of herself on his tongue and her hands come up, cupping his cheeks, deepening the kiss. When they pull away, their foreheads rest together, their breathing heavy.

“You're incredible.” Harry mumbles and his lips move down her cheek, trailing kisses down to her jawline.

“You are.”

“Let's get some sleep, hm? It's late.” He says and rolls over, pulling her against his chest.

“Don't you want me to-?” She says as she moves her hand down, palming him through his sweats.

“Not tonight, love. You need some sleep.”

“But-.” She’s not used to her partner not wanting anything in return.

“Shh. Go to sleep.” He says and rubs her back soothingly.

“Okay.” She says and wraps her arm around his torso, her head rests on his chest.

“Goodnight, love.”

“Night.” She whispers and within seconds she is fast asleep.

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Here is a full list of all things I ever wrote. I’ll update this as we go. My requests are always open. Let me know if you have any wishes on what to read! 🥰

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My favourite tropes: ❀ bestfriend!Harry ❀ dbf!Harry/bfd!Harry ❀ older!Harry ❀ roommate!Harry

🔥 - Mature content 🌸 - Fluffy content

🔥TANGLED HEARTS: BFD, age gap, slowburn. Y/N recently returned to her hometown of Manchester after living on the opposite side of the country. She spent her university years in Falmouth and then resided in London for a few years. Upon her return, she was delighted to reconnect with her best friend Olivia, who happens to be the daughter of the well-known CEO, Harry Styles who had become a father at a young age. Y/N had always been aware of Harry’s charm, but she was taken aback by the noticeable shift in their dynamic upon their reunion.

🔥HARRY TAKES A FAN HOME: Harry takes a fan home after his concert and treats her real good. (4.3k words, shower sex, oral male receiving)

🔥AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES: You catch Harry masturbating as you get home to your shared apartment and he doesn’t seem to mind at all. (2.5k words, male masturbation, p in v, oral female receiving, roommates to lovers)

🌸A GAME OF UNO: Harry and Y/N play a game of strip UNO. The rules are made up by Harry himself. (4K words, best friends to lovers, sexual topics)

🔥UNHOLY: Harry is a teacher for the course you’re following for your job and he’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of. (6.2K words, pussy eating, protective sex, squirting, p in v)

🔥UNCLE HARRY WANTS A BABY TOO: Harry simply can’t wait to get his fiancé pregnant after meeting his baby niece for the first time (2.8K words, unprotected sex, talk about pregnancy)

🔥LOST AND FOUND: Y/N and Harry are two best friends who reunite at one of his concerts. Afterwards, the catch up in his hotel suite. (3.5K words, unprotected sex)

🌸EASTER EGG HUNT: Just a little blurb about Harry and Y/N having an easter egg hunt with their little niece. (1.3K fluffy special to celebrate easter)

🔥BEYOND FRIENDSHIP PART 1: Harry and Y/N finally give in to their desires and share a heated kiss on the dancefloor in a club. The tension rises incredibly high and they simply can’t wait until they’re home. (2.2K, public bathroom sex, quicky, unprotected sex, drunk besties) PART 2: Harry and Y/N get home after they just hooked up in the club bathroom but that simply wasn’t enough. (3.6K daddy kink, rough sex, after care, face fucking, licking her clean, just.. everything lol)

🌸FIELD DAY REUNION: Harry agrees to volunteer at his son’s school and he is surprised to see the teacher is his long-lost high school girlfriend. (3.2K, pure fluff, single dad, past lovers)

🔥ENEMIES AT NINE, LOVERS AT FIVE: PART 1: Harry and Y/N are colleagues who absolutely hate each other. Who knows all they needed was a good fuck? (2.6K enemies to lovers, public sex, unprotected sex) PART 2: Harry and Y/N suddenly need to fly out to Portugal for work and their boss only booked one (twin) room because the hotel was overbooked. (6.2K, enemies to lovers, slight dom if you squint, again unprotected sex, Y/N being a little bitch.)

🔥BREAKING BARRIERS: Y/N is in her mid-twenties and still a virgin, but she decides she no longer wants to wait for marriage as the tension between her and her best friend rises. (9.1K, friends to lovers, virginity talk, oral f receiving)

🔥HIGH SCHOOL REUNION: Harry and Y/N see each other for the first time in years at their high school reunion. Neither of them was the dorky nerd they used to be when they were teens, so it’s only a matter of time before they are all tangled up in each other. (4.2K, friends to lovers, cute sex)

🔥THE AUTHOR: You just moved into your new apartment and your new neighbour turns out to be the author of the smutty book you’re currently reading. (2.8K smut, strangers, cute sex again.)

🔥WHEN WE’RE THIRTY: Y/N and Harry made a deal that if they’d both still be single at the age of 30, they would just marry each other. When it’s finally her birthday and they are in fact both still single, one thing leads to another. (3.2K besties to lovers, fluffy smut)

🔥SUMMER PARADISE: Harry joins you and you family on a little vacation but he can’t seem to keep his hands to himself. (3.8K, sir kink, age gap, taboo, dad’s best friend.)

🔥ITALIAN TUB: Harry takes Y/N on a surprise trip to Italy for their 5th wedding anniversary. Everything goes smoothly until they find themselves alone in the hot tub in the backyard of their Airbnb. (4.2K, husband!harry, unprotected public sex, light spanking)

🔥HARDWARE STORE HOOKUP: Y/N just broke up with her boyfriend and kicked him out, she is redecorating her apartment and the guy who works at the hardware store just has something special to him. (4.7K, basically strangers, oral female receiving, p in v)

🔥WEDDING WISHES AND CELEBRITY KISSES: Y/N, the only single bridesmaid, meets Harry at the wedding of her friend. The groom works at his record label and therefore he is invited. From the first second, the pair laid eyes on each other, they were completely smitten. (6.9K, famous!harry, tiny bit of bum stuff, oral f receiving)

🔥WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR: Y/N isn’t having luck in the dating scene and she just needs someone to take good care of her. She knows Harry has some skills, so what’s the harm in asking him for a little help? (3.5K, Bestie!Harry, unprotected sex, squirting, oral f receiving)

🔥STEAMY SHORELINE: Harry and his wife go on a well-deserved holiday to relax and wind down but they can’t seem to keep their hands away from each other. (4K, husband!harry, unprotected public sex, p in v, butt play, sex on the beach (not the cocktail))

🔥A NARRY FOURWAY: Harry goes out with Niall after his concert and finds a cute fan and her friend at the bar who was in the crowd earlier. All four of them hit it pretty well and have some fun together back home. (6.7K of pure filth, double penetration)

🔥BRUSHES AND BODIES: Harry is a nude model for your painting class and both of you feel completely drawn to each other. (7.5K of just cute romantic lovemaking between two strangers)

🔥MAKE YOU MINE: Harry and Y/N are FWB but when Y/N has plans with another man Harry gets extremely jealous. (5.2K of jealous Harry, sir kink, cum eating, just really hot ok)

🔥CARE AND CONNECTION: Y/N has been babysitting Harry’s daughter for a couple of months now and the two of them grew rather fond of each other. Harry can’t help but swoon when he comes home to find his daughter wrapped up in Y/N’s arms, both asleep on the sofa. (9K of lots of love and smut in a taboo relationship. Babysitter!Y/N)

🔥WRITING RETREAT: Harry takes Y/N on a writing retreat to Italy, and given all this alone time causes things to bloom between him and his guitarist. (5K of unprotected swimming pool sex, friends to lovers)

🔥SUNRISE SUPPING: Harry and Y/N are on a vacation to the Bahamas when they go supping one morning. Harry steers the two of them to a secluded area to have her all to himself. (4K of public sex on a supping board, oral f receiving)

Here’s a list of all the smutty fics I adore. I will update it as we go. :)

Updated: 26/04/2024

#masterlist #harry styles fanfiction #Harry Styles Masterlist #Harry Styles #allthelovehes #smut #oneshots #one shot #harry #styles

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Ugh, they are just the cutest aren't they?? 🥰

Tangled Hearts | Chapter 12*

Summary: Y/N finds Harry with an unknown woman in a coffee shop and is convinced he's on a date. Her jealousy makes her ignore him for a week before they finally make up.

Pairing: bfd!harry x reader

Word count: 4.2K

Warnings: Age gap, BFD, angst?, smut, fingering, oral (female receiving).

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Today she has some meetings to finalise the selections and she has to edit all the photos that make the cut. It is a big step in her career so she wants everything to be perfect.

When Y/N's name is called by the barista, Harry's gaze shoots up and meets hers, a smile appearing on his face. She grabs her cup and turns to walk away when she hears Harry's voice.

"Y/N wait!" He calls, the other woman giving her a friendly smile. Harry walks towards her and Y/N feels like she has seen a ghost, he was with a woman, a beautiful woman and she felt like crying.

“Hi.” Harry says with a smile.

“Hi.” Y/N mumbles back, wanting nothing more than to run away from there.

“I've been thinking about you. It's so good to see you again.” He says.

“You too.”

“What are you up to? Have any plans today?” Harry asks, his smile never faltering.

“Actually I do. I have a meeting right now, I need to get going.” She answers before she rushes out of the coffee shop and starts walking down the street.

He walks back out and sees Y/N's coffee on the counter, he pays for it and walks back to the table where his colleague is waiting.

“Sorry about that.” He says and she looks confused.

“It's alright. You're in love, it happens.” She says with a laugh and takes a sip of her coffee. Harry freezes and stares at her.

“What?” He asks and she raises an eyebrow.

“You are not denying it.”

“Well no.” He says with a soft smile.

“Oh, honey. Who is she?” The woman asks and Harry shakes his head.

“You don't know her. It's... Complicated.”

“Love always is.” She says and takes another sip of her coffee. Harry doesn't argue with that, because he knows she is right, but the way Y/N acted has him a little concerned.

After Harry and the woman part ways, he tries calling her a few times but it goes straight to voicemail, so he sends a text asking if she is alright.

He is contemplating whether or not to ask Olivia about Y/N, she must know if she's okay. Although, maybe not since she probably didn't want to talk about him with his daughter.

Her phone rings and she picks it up without looking at who it is.

“Hello?” She asks and clears her throat.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Olivia's voice comes through and she swallows hard.

“Yeah.” She lies, trying to sound like her usual self.

“I haven't heard from you all week.” She says and Y/N sighs.

“I'm sorry. I've been busy.”

“Are you sure everything is okay?” Olivia asks again.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” She says and doesn't push. “So, I was wondering, do you wanna come over for a movie night, tonight?” Olivia asks and Y/N sits up.

“Tonight?” She answers, running into Harry wasn't on her agenda for today but she knows she can't avoid him forever.

“Yeah. We can watch something funny and just relax. Dad will cook, and we can order dessert. What do you think?”

“Um, sure. Okay.” Y/N says, agreeing against her better judgement.

“Awesome! Is 7 o'clock okay?”

“Sounds good.”

“Alright, see you later.”

“See you.”

She hangs up and falls back on her bed, letting out a loud sigh.

That evening, she drives to Harry's place and she sits in her car, taking a few deep breaths before she makes her way inside. Olivia opens the door and throws her arms around Y/N.

“Hi! I'm so happy you're here!”

“Me too. Thanks for the invite.”

“Of course. I've missed you. Come in, Dad is in the kitchen.”

Harry hears the front door open and close, he walks out of the kitchen and smiles when he sees Y/N, she is looking amazing. She has put a little effort into her outfit and she looks good, so good.

“Hey.” He says and steps closer to her.

“Hi.” Y/N says with a slight smile on her face and her heart is beating fast.

“Good.” She says and pulls back a little, staring into his eyes.

Y/N finishes the movie and Olivia suggests another one.

“Sure. Why not.” She says with a laugh and they continue watching. When the movie is done, Olivia turns off the TV and faces her.

“What is going on?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know something is wrong. You can tell me, we're friends.”

“I know.” Y/N says with a sigh.

“Then tell me, what is it?”

“It's fine, I don't wanna talk about it.” She answers and Olivia sighs.

“Okay, just know you can always talk to me.” Olivia says as she gets up and walks towards the bathroom. “I'll be right back.” She says before shutting the door.

Y/N lets out a frustrated groan and runs her hands through her hair, she cannot tell her. She cannot tell her what's going on, what's wrong.

“Y/N.” He says to make her look up and see him sitting in front of her, his gaze locked on her.

“Harry.” She breathes and his heart jumps at the sound of her saying his name.

“What's going on? Please tell me, what's wrong? Did I do something?” He asks, his eyes full of worry and he reaches out and takes her hand.

“No. No, of course not.” She says and squeezes his hand.

“Then why do you avoid me? Why did you ignore me for a week?” He asks and scoots closer but their conversation is cut short by the sound of Olivia returning.

“Sorry, had to pee.” She says and laughs a little, taking a seat next to Y/N and leaning against her side. “Now what should we watch?”

They're watching the movie and halfway through it, Olivia sits up and turns to Y/N.

Harry That woman, I was having a coffee with earlier this week, is a business associate.

“Good evening, this is not really great timing if I'm being honest.” Y/N says in the microphone trying to come off as if some random business was calling her.

“Please, Y/N, I just want to talk to you.”

“I am hanging out with my friend tonight. Can I call you back later?” She asks rolling her eyes to show Olivia that it was, indeed, a work-related call.

“Are you staying the night with Oli?”

“No.”

“Can I bring you home when you want to go?”

“No, I'm sorry.”

“Will you text me?”

“I can do that. But I really gotta go now. Thank you for calling me.” Y/N answers keeping up her act before she hangs up the phone and stuffs it back into her pocket.

“I swear to god, those people just can't take a hint, can they?” She says and laughs hoping Olivia bought her excuse.

“No, they sure can't. Now, let's keep eating, I'm hungry.”

“I guess I'll go.” She whispers.

“You don't have to. You can stay.”

“No, it's alright.” She says, trying to convince herself more than him.

“Call me, will you?” He asks and takes a step closer, his eyes full of love.

“Yeah. I will.”

“Drive safe.”

“Always.” She says and gives him a soft smile.

Harry Good.

Y/N doesn't wait any second longer before she calls him, his voice comes through the phone and it sounds so familiar and soothing, she feels calm just from hearing his voice.

“Hello, love.”

“Hey. Sorry about tonight.” She says and Harry smiles.

“No worries. Are you okay?” He asks, wanting to get right into the topic.

“Yes. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to avoid you. Well, I did but-.”

“Oh.”

“What did you think I was doing?”

“Nothing.”

“Don't lie.” He says with a little laugh and Y/N sighs.

“Okay, maybe I did assume things.”

“What did you assume, hm?” He asks and his voice drops an octave lower, making her insides tingle.

“I don't know.”

“Come on, tell me.” He encourages and Y/N bites her bottom lip.

“I saw her being a little too touchy, so I thought…”

“You thought what, love?”

“I thought you were on a date.” She finally admits and Harry's heart is racing. Something in him shifts, and he is not sure what it is but he feels a new feeling. A sense of pride.

“Is my baby jealous?” He asks, wanting her to say the words, and he is met with silence. “Say it, love.” He coaxes.

“No, I-.”

“That's it, I'm coming over.”

“What? No, Harry-.”

“Too late, I'm already in the car. I'll see you soon.”

“No, wait. Harry, it's-.”

“I'll be there in ten.” He says and the line goes dead.

“Mhm, wait. Wait.” Y/N mumbles against his mouth and pulls back, looking up at him. “This isn't right.” She says and Harry furrows his eyebrows.

“What? Why?”

“We shouldn't be doing this.”

“Why not?” He asks, his fingers still wrapped around her waist, holding her close.

“I... because.”

“Because what? Tell me why, tell me why this isn't right, hm?” He asks, and brings her even closer, his hands gently resting on her lower back.

“It's just-.”

“Is this because I'm older? Is this because you feel like I'm taking advantage of you?”

“No. That's not-.”

“Because you know, that's not true. You're an adult, and so am I.”

“Harry.”

“I do.”

"You do what?"

“I do want you. I do want this.” She admits, her cheeks turning a pretty pink.

“You have no idea how much I missed you. And your kisses.” He says and brings his lips down to hers, pecking her gently.

“Harry.” She moans softly.

“Mhm?” He mumbles and his lips travel down to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin.

“Take me to bed.”

“You sure?”

“So sensitive.” He says and pinches her other nipple, eliciting a breathy moan from her.

“Harry.”

“Yes, love. I'm here. Tell me, what do you want?” He asks, his hot breath hitting her chest.

“Touch me.” She says and her eyes meet his.

“Where?” He asks, his tone deep and husky.

“Please.”

“I'm not doing anything until you tell me, love.” He says and places a wet kiss on her chest.

“Down.”

“Down?”

“Lower.”

“Here?” He asks and presses his lips to her sternum.

“No.”

“Hm?”

“You know where.”

“Here?” He asks and moves down to her stomach, kissing her softly.

“No.”

“Come on, love. Where do you want my mouth?”

“God, just fuck me.” She breathes and Harry's head shoots up, a smirk forming on his lips.

“Language, baby.”

“Shut up and make me come.” She says, her eyes are filled with desire, her lips parted.

“So wet, baby. Is this all for me?” He asks and runs a finger through her slit.

“Yes.”

“Harry. Yes, right there.” She moans and her eyes squeeze shut.

He wraps his lips around her swollen clit and sucks the bud into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the bundle of nerves. Her legs tremble and her breathing is shallow.

“You like that, baby? Hm? Do you like my tongue on your pretty little cunt?”

“God, yes.” She breathes, her chest heaving and her body squirming under his touch.

“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, don't stop.” She moans, her eyes are tightly shut, her head pressed back into the pillow.

“Harry, fuck. Yes.” She breathes, and when his fingers curl and hit the right spot, her orgasm washes over her and she lets out a long, throaty moan.

“Mhm, oh god.”

“You're incredible.” Harry mumbles and his lips move down her cheek, trailing kisses down to her jawline.

“You are.”

“Let's get some sleep, hm? It's late.” He says and rolls over, pulling her against his chest.

“Don't you want me to-?” She says as she moves her hand down, palming him through his sweats.

“Not tonight, love. You need some sleep.”

“But-.” She’s not used to her partner not wanting anything in return.

“Shh. Go to sleep.” He says and rubs her back soothingly.

“Okay.” She says and wraps her arm around his torso, her head rests on his chest.

“Goodnight, love.”

“Night.” She whispers and within seconds she is fast asleep.

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I’m so happy for you love 🥹🥹

DUDE, I'm happy for ME 🥲🥲

I might have secretly made a voice recording of when I knew he was walking around the store and was gonna see me again. Because I just wanted to hear that pretty fucking voice over and over again.

Is that normal? No, probably not. Am I afraid of admitting this because there might be a small chance of one of my coworkers being on tumblr and seeing this? Yeah. Do I regret it? Heck no.

#I will never recover

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Omggg girl give us updates on that!!!!!

Omg okay SO

This fine piece of a man is a coach at the company I work at. And he, and one of his colleagues, were hosting this training at the back of our store. Normally this man stays put at headquarters so I never see him as that building is halfway across the country but OK.

His colleague was chatting with me, asking me how I’ve been, how I’m recovering from my accident (I had a carcrash last week) and then I hear footsteps, followed by the prettiest face I’ve ever seen peeking over the shoulder of the guy I was having a chat with to see who he was talking to and then the loudest, happiest HEEEEEEEEY I’ve ever heard 🥹🥹

I kid you not, the man I was originally talking to stayed completely silent because mr handsome took over the conversation asking me how I’ve been and saying how he’s glad to see me recovering so well like stop. It was too cute!! 🥰

The hopeless romantic in me decided that the cutie scheduled to tag along with his colleague this very day because originally I was scheduled to follow the training today, but because of the accident they rescheduled me. I just like to believe that he saw my name on the list of participants and was like, yes, I want to join this day bc I want to see this girl.

My heart was fucking racing!! I had last seen this man over half a year ago, and I was supposed to see him last week but again, I’ve been on sick leave so I couldn’t go to that event and I was honestly so bummed because it was my chance of seeing him again 😭 BUT THE UNIVERSE WAS ON MY SIDE, first day back at work and BOOM 🥰🥰🥰

I really expected my crush on this man to wear off over time because again, I had not seen him for over half a year but god fucking damnit this man has my total heart. His voice, his face, his fucking hair, HIS EYES?!!?? Yeah, half a year was not enough to make me forget this man.

#lot has a crush #also a husband so don’t tell my hubby #is alllllll gooooood

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Tangled Hearts | Chapter 12*

Summary: Y/N finds Harry with an unknown woman in a coffee shop and is convinced he's on a date. Her jealousy makes her ignore him for a week before they finally make up.

Pairing: bfd!harry x reader

Word count: 4.2K

Warnings: Age gap, BFD, angst?, smut, fingering, oral (female receiving).

Support my work by joining my Patreon!

There are going to be links to visuals whenever I consider them necessary. If y'all want more visuals then pls let me know!

Today she has some meetings to finalise the selections and she has to edit all the photos that make the cut. It is a big step in her career so she wants everything to be perfect.

When Y/N's name is called by the barista, Harry's gaze shoots up and meets hers, a smile appearing on his face. She grabs her cup and turns to walk away when she hears Harry's voice.

"Y/N wait!" He calls, the other woman giving her a friendly smile. Harry walks towards her and Y/N feels like she has seen a ghost, he was with a woman, a beautiful woman and she felt like crying.

“Hi.” Harry says with a smile.

“Hi.” Y/N mumbles back, wanting nothing more than to run away from there.

“I've been thinking about you. It's so good to see you again.” He says.

“You too.”

“What are you up to? Have any plans today?” Harry asks, his smile never faltering.

“Actually I do. I have a meeting right now, I need to get going.” She answers before she rushes out of the coffee shop and starts walking down the street.

He walks back out and sees Y/N's coffee on the counter, he pays for it and walks back to the table where his colleague is waiting.

“Sorry about that.” He says and she looks confused.

“It's alright. You're in love, it happens.” She says with a laugh and takes a sip of her coffee. Harry freezes and stares at her.

“What?” He asks and she raises an eyebrow.

“You are not denying it.”

“Well no.” He says with a soft smile.

“Oh, honey. Who is she?” The woman asks and Harry shakes his head.

“You don't know her. It's... Complicated.”

“Love always is.” She says and takes another sip of her coffee. Harry doesn't argue with that, because he knows she is right, but the way Y/N acted has him a little concerned.

After Harry and the woman part ways, he tries calling her a few times but it goes straight to voicemail, so he sends a text asking if she is alright.

He is contemplating whether or not to ask Olivia about Y/N, she must know if she's okay. Although, maybe not since she probably didn't want to talk about him with his daughter.

Her phone rings and she picks it up without looking at who it is.

“Hello?” She asks and clears her throat.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Olivia's voice comes through and she swallows hard.

“Yeah.” She lies, trying to sound like her usual self.

“I haven't heard from you all week.” She says and Y/N sighs.

“I'm sorry. I've been busy.”

“Are you sure everything is okay?” Olivia asks again.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” She says and doesn't push. “So, I was wondering, do you wanna come over for a movie night, tonight?” Olivia asks and Y/N sits up.

“Tonight?” She answers, running into Harry wasn't on her agenda for today but she knows she can't avoid him forever.

“Yeah. We can watch something funny and just relax. Dad will cook, and we can order dessert. What do you think?”

“Um, sure. Okay.” Y/N says, agreeing against her better judgement.

“Awesome! Is 7 o'clock okay?”

“Sounds good.”

“Alright, see you later.”

“See you.”

She hangs up and falls back on her bed, letting out a loud sigh.

That evening, she drives to Harry's place and she sits in her car, taking a few deep breaths before she makes her way inside. Olivia opens the door and throws her arms around Y/N.

“Hi! I'm so happy you're here!”

“Me too. Thanks for the invite.”

“Of course. I've missed you. Come in, Dad is in the kitchen.”

Harry hears the front door open and close, he walks out of the kitchen and smiles when he sees Y/N, she is looking amazing. She has put a little effort into her outfit and she looks good, so good.

“Hey.” He says and steps closer to her.

“Hi.” Y/N says with a slight smile on her face and her heart is beating fast.

“Good.” She says and pulls back a little, staring into his eyes.

Y/N finishes the movie and Olivia suggests another one.

“Sure. Why not.” She says with a laugh and they continue watching. When the movie is done, Olivia turns off the TV and faces her.

“What is going on?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know something is wrong. You can tell me, we're friends.”

“I know.” Y/N says with a sigh.

“Then tell me, what is it?”

“It's fine, I don't wanna talk about it.” She answers and Olivia sighs.

“Okay, just know you can always talk to me.” Olivia says as she gets up and walks towards the bathroom. “I'll be right back.” She says before shutting the door.

Y/N lets out a frustrated groan and runs her hands through her hair, she cannot tell her. She cannot tell her what's going on, what's wrong.

“Y/N.” He says to make her look up and see him sitting in front of her, his gaze locked on her.

“Harry.” She breathes and his heart jumps at the sound of her saying his name.

“What's going on? Please tell me, what's wrong? Did I do something?” He asks, his eyes full of worry and he reaches out and takes her hand.

“No. No, of course not.” She says and squeezes his hand.

“Then why do you avoid me? Why did you ignore me for a week?” He asks and scoots closer but their conversation is cut short by the sound of Olivia returning.

“Sorry, had to pee.” She says and laughs a little, taking a seat next to Y/N and leaning against her side. “Now what should we watch?”

They're watching the movie and halfway through it, Olivia sits up and turns to Y/N.

Harry That woman, I was having a coffee with earlier this week, is a business associate.

“Good evening, this is not really great timing if I'm being honest.” Y/N says in the microphone trying to come off as if some random business was calling her.

“Please, Y/N, I just want to talk to you.”

“I am hanging out with my friend tonight. Can I call you back later?” She asks rolling her eyes to show Olivia that it was, indeed, a work-related call.

“Are you staying the night with Oli?”

“No.”

“Can I bring you home when you want to go?”

“No, I'm sorry.”

“Will you text me?”

“I can do that. But I really gotta go now. Thank you for calling me.” Y/N answers keeping up her act before she hangs up the phone and stuffs it back into her pocket.

“I swear to god, those people just can't take a hint, can they?” She says and laughs hoping Olivia bought her excuse.

“No, they sure can't. Now, let's keep eating, I'm hungry.”

“I guess I'll go.” She whispers.

“You don't have to. You can stay.”

“No, it's alright.” She says, trying to convince herself more than him.

“Call me, will you?” He asks and takes a step closer, his eyes full of love.

“Yeah. I will.”

“Drive safe.”

“Always.” She says and gives him a soft smile.

Harry Good.

Y/N doesn't wait any second longer before she calls him, his voice comes through the phone and it sounds so familiar and soothing, she feels calm just from hearing his voice.

“Hello, love.”

“Hey. Sorry about tonight.” She says and Harry smiles.

“No worries. Are you okay?” He asks, wanting to get right into the topic.

“Yes. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to avoid you. Well, I did but-.”

“Oh.”

“What did you think I was doing?”

“Nothing.”

“Don't lie.” He says with a little laugh and Y/N sighs.

“Okay, maybe I did assume things.”

“What did you assume, hm?” He asks and his voice drops an octave lower, making her insides tingle.

“I don't know.”

“Come on, tell me.” He encourages and Y/N bites her bottom lip.

“I saw her being a little too touchy, so I thought…”

“You thought what, love?”

“I thought you were on a date.” She finally admits and Harry's heart is racing. Something in him shifts, and he is not sure what it is but he feels a new feeling. A sense of pride.

“Is my baby jealous?” He asks, wanting her to say the words, and he is met with silence. “Say it, love.” He coaxes.

“No, I-.”

“That's it, I'm coming over.”

“What? No, Harry-.”

“Too late, I'm already in the car. I'll see you soon.”

“No, wait. Harry, it's-.”

“I'll be there in ten.” He says and the line goes dead.

“Mhm, wait. Wait.” Y/N mumbles against his mouth and pulls back, looking up at him. “This isn't right.” She says and Harry furrows his eyebrows.

“What? Why?”

“We shouldn't be doing this.”

“Why not?” He asks, his fingers still wrapped around her waist, holding her close.

“I... because.”

“Because what? Tell me why, tell me why this isn't right, hm?” He asks, and brings her even closer, his hands gently resting on her lower back.

“It's just-.”

“Is this because I'm older? Is this because you feel like I'm taking advantage of you?”

“No. That's not-.”

“Because you know, that's not true. You're an adult, and so am I.”

“Harry.”

“I do.”

"You do what?"

“I do want you. I do want this.” She admits, her cheeks turning a pretty pink.

“You have no idea how much I missed you. And your kisses.” He says and brings his lips down to hers, pecking her gently.

“Harry.” She moans softly.

“Mhm?” He mumbles and his lips travel down to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin.

“Take me to bed.”

“You sure?”

“So sensitive.” He says and pinches her other nipple, eliciting a breathy moan from her.

“Harry.”

“Yes, love. I'm here. Tell me, what do you want?” He asks, his hot breath hitting her chest.

“Touch me.” She says and her eyes meet his.

“Where?” He asks, his tone deep and husky.

“Please.”

“I'm not doing anything until you tell me, love.” He says and places a wet kiss on her chest.

“Down.”

“Down?”

“Lower.”

“Here?” He asks and presses his lips to her sternum.

“No.”

“Hm?”

“You know where.”

“Here?” He asks and moves down to her stomach, kissing her softly.

“No.”

“Come on, love. Where do you want my mouth?”

“God, just fuck me.” She breathes and Harry's head shoots up, a smirk forming on his lips.

“Language, baby.”

“Shut up and make me come.” She says, her eyes are filled with desire, her lips parted.

“So wet, baby. Is this all for me?” He asks and runs a finger through her slit.

“Yes.”

“Harry. Yes, right there.” She moans and her eyes squeeze shut.

He wraps his lips around her swollen clit and sucks the bud into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the bundle of nerves. Her legs tremble and her breathing is shallow.

“You like that, baby? Hm? Do you like my tongue on your pretty little cunt?”

“God, yes.” She breathes, her chest heaving and her body squirming under his touch.

“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, don't stop.” She moans, her eyes are tightly shut, her head pressed back into the pillow.

“Harry, fuck. Yes.” She breathes, and when his fingers curl and hit the right spot, her orgasm washes over her and she lets out a long, throaty moan.

“Mhm, oh god.”

“You're incredible.” Harry mumbles and his lips move down her cheek, trailing kisses down to her jawline.

“You are.”

“Let's get some sleep, hm? It's late.” He says and rolls over, pulling her against his chest.

“Don't you want me to-?” She says as she moves her hand down, palming him through his sweats.

“Not tonight, love. You need some sleep.”

“But-.” She’s not used to her partner not wanting anything in return.

“Shh. Go to sleep.” He says and rubs her back soothingly.

“Okay.” She says and wraps her arm around his torso, her head rests on his chest.

“Goodnight, love.”

“Night.” She whispers and within seconds she is fast asleep.

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Heart going a million miles an hour means going at 81 bpm, while my average bpm in rest has been 50 over the past 9 days. LOL

First day back at work since my accident. My manager and I agreed on just being present and seeing what I can do, super chill.

What is less chill, is how the guy I wrote Unholy about, apparently is at our store today giving a training in the meeting room in the back. My heart is going a million miles an hour and I swear it’s going to throw me right back to being sick at home. Jeez.

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First day back at work since my accident. My manager and I agreed on just being present and seeing what I can do, super chill.

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list of influential women:

my mutuals

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Not me wanting to buy this Billy bookcase setup

When ALL my books I currently own are packed into ONE of these

Do I need all that space? No. Not at all. Do I want it? Yes. Definitely.

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Enemies at Nine, Lovers by Five*

OKAY SO U DID IT AGAIN!!!!! How do you write such a perfect fics!!!!! I know u must be busy with other fics nd patreon but can I ask for PART 2!!!!!! Cause it was so good I need moree!!!!!Sorry if u don't want to write!!!!

Hiiii love!!

I just wanted to let you know that I just posted part 2 <3

#harry styles #smut #ask #anonymous

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Does any of you know a good app where you can listen to audiobooks?

I have a trail subscription on Audible right now and it only allows me to listen to one "popular" book. All the books I want to listen to cost credits and the subscription only gives you one credit per month..

There's also a ton of Dutch subscription services but they dont provide the books in English, which is very annoying lol

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Enemies at Nine, Lovers by Five* | Part 2

Summary: Harry and Y/N suddenly need to fly out to Portugal for work and their boss only booked one (twin) room because the hotel was overbooked..

Pairing: Coworker!Harry x reader

Word count: 6.2K

Warnings: Unprotected sex, smut, slight dom if you squint, mentioned being a good girl maybe once, Y/N is a bitch but she likes it rough.

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A/N: I'm still very new to this enemies to loves trope so if its not as good, please don't come for me. Also, let me just tell you once again.. Wrap it before you tap it :')

The next day when Y/N arrives at work, Harry is already seated behind his desk. She doesn't even look at him as she sets her belongings down and settles into her own chair. The silence between them is deafening, and the tension is palpable. It's obvious that they're both thinking about what happened last night, but neither of them is willing to bring it up. It's as if they have silently agreed to pretend that it never happened.

It's a tense morning, but they somehow manage to finish the presentation they had to prepare for the board meeting later that day. After lunch, Y/N is seated in the conference room, anxiously waiting for the meeting to start. Harry is sitting next to her, his posture dominant and confident. He is sitting in the exact chair he pushed aside just hours ago to make room for him to kneel down and eat her out. Y/N swallows hard and forces herself to focus on the matter at hand.

The rest of the board members enter the room, and the meeting begins. Y/N starts the presentation, her voice shaking slightly as she talks about their company's progress. Harry watches her, his eyes glued to her lips. He can't help but imagine her beautiful mouth wrapped around his cock. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, willing himself to stay focused.

Harry gets up and walks over to the large screen, touching the small of Y/N's back in the process. It's the briefest of touches, but it sends a jolt of electricity through her body. She can feel her cheeks flushing, and she prays that no one will notice. Harry takes over the presentation, his voice steady and authoritative. She can't help but admire his confidence and command. She wonders if he feels the same way about her.

After the presentation is over, the board members file out of the room, their voices low and murmuring. Harry and Y/N are left alone once again. They gather their things and make their way to the door. Just before they exit the room, Harry turns to Y/N. He doesn't say anything, but the look in his eyes tells her everything she needs to know. He wants her. And he's not going to stop until he has her.

Y/N swallows hard, her heart racing. She knows she should walk away, but she can't. She wants him too, and he is literally blocking her only way out. Her breath quickens, and she feels her resolve crumbling.

“You did so good.” Is all he says, before he exits the room, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

Y/N has to admit to herself, his praise turns her on. She knows she should not allow this to happen, but she can't help herself. He's all she can think about. She makes her way back to her desk and finds Harry already returned to his own desk in front of hers.

“Do you want a cup of coffee?” She asks, trying to act normal. Although this isn't normal for her at all. Y/N isn't the type of colleague to retrieve coffee for her coworkers. She prefers to be the one receiving it, not the one bringing it.

“Sure.” Harry says, his tone is neutral, not betraying any of his emotions. Y/N nods and leaves. The moment between them doesn't go unnoticed by their colleagues, and she can hear them whispering amongst themselves.

Y/N returns with two cups of coffee and hands one to Harry. Their fingers brush, and she feels a shiver run through her body. She hopes he doesn't notice.

“Thank you.” He says, his voice barely above a whisper. “Y/N.”

The way he says her name sends shivers down her spine. She can't help but remember the way he moaned it last night, his voice thick with desire. She bites her lip and turns away, willing herself to calm down.

“You're welcome.” She replies, trying to keep her voice steady. She busies herself with her work, but she can't focus. All she can think about is Harry and what happened between them. The memory of his touch and the way he felt inside her are burned into her mind, and she knows she will never be able to forget it. ***

“Fucking hell.” Y/N curses as she opens an incoming e-mail from their boss.

“What is it?” Harry asks.

“Check your mail.”

Harry does and curses too. The client for which they are currently working was supposed to fly in for their final presentation. Now they have to fly out to the client instead.

“That means we're going on a trip.” Harry says.

“I hate travelling.” Y/N groans.

“Come on, it could be fun.” Harry replies.

“Fun? I can't stand travelling and flying. It's the worst.” Y/N replies.

“Then let me distract you.” Harry whispers.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, you know exactly what I mean Y/N.” Harry says.

Y/N feels her heartbeat speed up, her body instantly reacting to his words. She knows exactly what he means, and the thought of it excites her. But she can't. Not again.

“Don't.” She says, her voice barely audible.

Harry doesn't say anything, just stares at her. His eyes are full of promise, and she can't resist. She knows she shouldn't, but she wants him. And he wants her too.

The e-mail also said how they can drop by their boss' office if they have any questions, he's supposedly available until 5 PM. Y/N and Harry make their way there. Even though they don't have any questions they knock anyway.

“Come in.” Their boss' voice sounds muffled through the closed door. Harry opens the door and Y/N quickly slips through, he swiftly closes the door behind him after he takes a good look at her round ass.

“Hey guys, thanks for stopping by. Let me just finish this e-mail real quick and then we can talk.”

He's sitting at his desk typing away furiously on the keyboard. It gives Y/N and Harry time to sit down on the couch on the other side of the room. Y/N is aware of how close they are, their bodies are nearly touching. She can feel the heat radiating off of him and it's driving her insane.

After a few moments, their boss ends his typing and comes over to sit across from them, facing the couch. He claps his hands together and begins to explain more details about the trip.

“So, we're going to have to fly the two of you out to Faro, Portugal. Your meeting is at the Ocean Mar hotel, which is also where you'll be staying. Unfortunately, they didn't have a lot of room options available so we had to book you a twin room instead of individual rooms. I know it's not ideal but hopefully, you guys will still have a great trip. You can put all food and drinks on the room's tab and they will just add it to the bill at the end of your stay. Do you have any questions so far?”

“Twin room?” Y/N says, almost like a question. She glances over at Harry and tries not to blush at the image of sharing a room with him.

“Yes, that's right. Two queen beds. Now, with the potential hotel mix-up, there is a chance that there may be some other rooms available last minute, so they are keeping an eye out and will try their best to switch you if necessary. But they also had to be upfront about their current room inventory for booking purposes, so I didn't want you to get your hopes up too much.”

“No, that's okay. I understand. Thank you.” Y/N says quietly. The thought of sharing a room with Harry, even a room with two beds, is a lot to process. They might have fucked once, but they aren't really the best of friends.

“You're welcome. You'll be flying out on Friday, so make sure to pack accordingly. You'll have some time to do some sightseeing if you'd like, the hotel is in a pretty nice area, and it's very touristy. And the big meeting is on Monday. Therefore we booked a return flight on Tuesday morning.” Their boss continues.

“Sounds good, thanks so much.” Harry replies, always the professional.

“Of course. I know this all happened last minute but I think you'll have a great time! I'll look forward to hearing all about it when you guys get back.”

“Thanks again!” Y/N says, and she and Harry get up to leave. They walk out of the office and back to their desks to pack up their stuff.

“Looks like we're going on a little vacation Y/N.” Harry says, grinning at her.

“Looks like it.” She replies, returning his smile. She can't deny that she is secretly looking forward to it. ***

Before they know it, it's Friday afternoon and they're heading towards the airport. Their boss arranged a taxi to pick them up and drive them there. Y/N is a wreck because she hates flying. She takes a deep breath as the plane gets ready to take off, gripping her seat and trying to relax.

Harry offers her his hand, which she gratefully accepts. They share a look as the plane takes off, and Y/N feels like maybe this flight won't be so bad after all. As the plane climbs higher into the sky, the tension between them builds. They are holding hands, staring at each other, both of them clearly thinking the same thing.

As the plane is in the air, the captain's voice comes on over the loudspeaker to welcome them.

“If I could have your attention, please. Welcome aboard EasyJet flight 239 to Faro, Portugal. My name is David, and I'll be your captain for today. The weather looks perfect for the trip ahead, and we're anticipating a smooth ride. Please enjoy your flight and thank you for flying EasyJet.” The voice cuts out as the plane stabilizes.

“See? That wasn't so bad.” Harry says. Y/N smiles, but she's not entirely convinced yet.

Harry orders himself a bottle of wine and offers to share it with Y/N. She reluctantly accepts, seeing as they are in fact, on vacation, and she could use a little bit of help to relax. The flight is about three hours long and goes fairly quickly. The wine helps, and they end up making a decent dent in the bottle.

Y/N is feeling relaxed and a bit tipsy by the time the flight ends. The cab pulls up and it's a short drive to their hotel. They check in and go up to their room to drop their bags. As Y/N opens the door and looks around, she finds that her stomach does a little flip. Sure enough, the room contains two beds, but they are quite close together. She swallows and tries to tamp down the feelings of excitement and anticipation growing in the pit of her stomach.

Harry doesn't say anything, but she can feel him watching her. They put their things down, quickly freshen up and head down to the restaurant for some dinner. After dinner, they decide to walk around the city and see some of the sights. It is relatively late at night but the sun is still setting and the sky is beautiful, and the temperature is warm and not too hot.

Y/N can't help but notice how close she and Harry are walking to each other as they make their way along the narrow streets, the sidewalks only big enough for two people to walk shoulder to shoulder. She tries to ignore the feeling and tells herself it's just because they need to stay close to make room for the other passersby. But the feeling lingers, a flutter of excitement.

It almost feels like they are two completely different people now that they are in a foreign country, with a warm summery breeze blowing through the air, the sound of music and laughter in the distance. Everything seems romantic and fresh, the air itself feels charged with possibilities and tension. It's as if they both subconsciously feel this and it makes it easier for them to navigate their strange new dynamic.

After their little stroll around town, they return to their hotel and head up to their room. They both take turns to use the bathroom and get ready for bed, not sharing a word with each other as the reality of sleeping just inches away from each other starts to set in. Before going to sleep they both sit down on their own bed, on their own respective sides.

Harry and Y/N finally lie down on their own beds in silence, both tired from the day's excitement. As Y/N pulls the blankets up and tries to get comfortable, she can't help but toss and turn, unable to find the perfect position. She sighs loudly and shifts again, her mind racing.

“You okay?” Harry asks, his voice low and deep.

“Yes. No.” She replies.

“What's wrong?”

“I'm fine, I just can't seem to fall asleep.”

“Me neither.” Harry replies. Y/N laughs softly. She can't believe that she and Harry are having this conversation, and can't believe that she's even admitting that she can't fall asleep. She turns around and finds Harry already staring at her, his eyes dark and full of intensity. Her breath hitches as the weight of the moment settles upon them.

“I think it's the plane.” She whispers, half-hoping that he'll leave the subject alone.

“You think?” Harry chuckles, he already knows she's full of shit. It's like he can feel the tension running from her body. “Y/N.”

A jolt goes through her body at the way her name sounds coming out of his mouth, the roughness and almost demanding tone. “W-what?”

“Come here.”

“Harry...”

“Come here.” Harry repeats, raising his voice slightly, letting his tone show how serious he is. And damn her but the dominant edge does something to her. She bites her lip and gets up to join him on his bed. He already has his duvet pushed to the side. When she finally slips underneath, he immediately gathers her up in his arms and buries his face in her neck. She doesn't fight it, instead, she wraps her arms around him and enjoys his warmth.

Luckily both of them had the decency to wear pajamas. Y/N is in a silk shortama set and Harry is wearing a plain white shirt and some sweat shorts. Being this close to him feels dangerous. He smells so good, and the weight of his muscular body pressed against hers is intoxicating.

“Thank you.” Y/N whispers after a few minutes of silence.

“For what?” Harry asks, his voice thick and laced with sleep. She shrugs.

“Just... for understanding. For not being mean to me.” She says.

“Mhm, see, you got that wrong there. I've never been the mean one.” He mumbles against her neck.

“Excuse me?” She replies, sounding as offended as a sleepy person can be.

“You're not a walk in the park, love.” He chuckles as he snuggles her closer to his chest.

“And you are?” She manages to get out, stifling a yawn.

“I guess not. But who cares? We're in Portugal, might as well have fun.”

“Fun.” She repeats softly.

“Yeah. For example, what's it called when you fuck your coworker and then you're sent off on a work trip and end up in the same hotel room?” He says, his lips now grazing the shell of her ear.

“A disaster?” She whispers.

“Or fun.” He hums before a big yawn escapes his mouth, shortly followed by her own.

Both of them stay quiet, with Harry holding her tightly and Y/N enjoying his embrace. Harry doesn't show it, but his heart is hammering in his chest. He knew that inviting her into his bed would make them repeat the past. Even as the distance between them closes, he tries to keep his cool. He fails. Miserably. He plants his soft lips on top of hers and kisses her.

Softly. Innocently.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He says as he disconnects their lips. ***

The next morning Y/N and Harry wake up tangled in each other's limbs. And as if she doesn't remember what happened last night, Y/N freaks out. She throws a handful of curses around and rushes into the bathroom to freshen up.

“What the fuck are you doing in my bed?” She shouts at Harry through the door.

“Well, for starters it's my bed. You joined me in my bed.” He replies. She can basically hear him smirk. Fucker.

“Whatever.” She says. She opens the bathroom door and comes out with her toothbrush hanging from her mouth. “I'm mad at you.”

“Come back to bed, you're overreacting.”

“You jerk.”

“For the last time, it was your ass that came into my bed. Now, for the love of God, stop being such a bitch or do you need me to boss you around again?” His voice rings like a gentle threat. She smacks her lips together and avoids eye contact.

“No.”

“Jesus Christ, woman. I've been nothing but nice to you and you're...” He scoffs and it feels like she's back home. She can't help but grin. A small grin, but it's there. He notices and scowls at her. “Now you're laughing?”

“Harry, just...”

“Don't make me drag you back to bed so I can fuck a little sense into you because I promise you I will if that's what it takes.”

Y/N walks back into the bathroom to wash her toothbrush. “Get the fuck over yourself Styles.”

“Have it your way.” Harry growls from the bed. The tension in the air changes. He's fully aware of the fact that he basically threatened her but she loves it. Fuck, she even hopes he'll do what he said. Before she knows it, Harry's behind her, holding her in his strong grip, her back to his front.

“Ready to apologize?” He whispers, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. She closes her eyes and leans back against him, relaxing in his arms. She can feel the press of his hard cock against her lower back, and the knowledge that she turned him on sends a thrill through her body.

“I'd never.” She whispers, teasing him. She knows that Harry loves a good challenge. His hand comes around her throat, long fingers wrapping gently around her neck. She breathes a sigh and stretches her neck, looking at him from the corner of her eyes. Her body is completely surrendered to him, and a light shiver runs through her.

“I wasn't joking, Y/N.” He squeezes her neck slightly. “Do you need a reminder?”

“Of what?”

“Of how much of a good girl you can be. Or how submissive you actually are. How your pussy practically drips when someone touches you exactly the way you need.” His low voice rumbles through her.

“Fuck, Harry.” She gasps, arousal pooling between her thighs as his words send a jolt of desire through her. She can't help but arch her back, exposing her neck and pressing her ass against him even more.

His lips latch onto the exposed skin of her neck, sucking a mark into her flesh. He tightens his grip on her neck slightly, her breath coming in short gasps. Harry growls, mumbling darkly against her skin. She tries her best to stay standing, especially as her knees threaten to buckle under the touch of his hand. “Such a good girl. Undress yourself and go lie on the bed, now.”

She nods, his hand dropping from her throat as she moves toward the bed. Harry's eyes never leave her, watching as she strips down to her underwear. She settles on the bed, unsure of where to position herself. Without another word, Harry walks towards her, a dangerous glint in his eyes. She swallows hard as he grabs the neck of his shirt to pull it over his head.

“Let me make myself clear.” Harry's voice rasps. “You're going to be nice to me from now on. Especially here in Portugal. Do I make myself clear? I don't feel like wasting my time here when it could be so, so sweet.”

Y/N stares up at him, transfixed. Her lips part, her eyes wide as he slowly starts pulling down his sweat shorts. The realization of what is about to happen sinking in. Harry was on the rougher side with her the first time they fucked, but she didn't know he could be this dominant, this aggressive, and god did it turn her on.

Without another word, Harry stalks over to her and grabs her wrists, pinning them above her head. He presses his hips down against hers, his naked body flush against her almost-naked one. His lips claim hers in a rough kiss, and Y/N can't help but moan into his mouth. “You like that, don't you?”

Y/N nods, whispering a soft yes.

Harry trails his lips down her jaw, peppering open-mouthed kisses along her neck. He finds his spot below her ear and starts to suck a dark mark there. He doesn't care about the visibility of the marks as their meeting with the client isn't until Monday. Y/N's breath comes in sharp pants as she tries to stay still, her mind going fuzzy with desire. Harry lets her wrists go but the fear of punishment makes her not move them away from their position.

“Mmm.” He hums, obviously pleased with her obedience. Harry grazes his lips over the top of her chest, reaching around to unhook her bra and slide it off. Her body arches up into his, craving his touch. He continues his trail of kisses, leaving a wet path as his mouth finds one of her sensitive nipples.

He swirls his tongue around the hardening peak, kissing and biting gently. He shifts his hips slightly, sliding one of his legs between hers. He glances up at her, her eyes already closed in pleasure as he moves his hands to pinch at her other nipple.

Harry's hand trails down, fingers fiddling with the hem of her panties. Slowly he removes them, revealing her already wet cunt. Harry smiles and sits up to admire her exposed body. “Turn around.”

She immediately rolls over onto her stomach, burying her face in the pillow. Without warning, Harry spanks her, causing her to yelp and lift her head from the pillow. “Fuck.” She moans, the burn of his hand on her skin spreading a wave of pleasure straight through her.

He growls, unable to tear his eyes from her perfect ass. Y/N moves her hands to grip her fingers in the soft blankets beneath her, as Harry suddenly pushes his middle finger into her dripping centre. Her hips jerk against the bed involuntarily, seeking more contact.

“You're soaking, baby.”

“Fuck, Harry, please.” She whispers, beyond turned on. He starts a torturously slow rhythm, sliding his finger in and out of her warm cunt. She buries her face back into the pillow again and braces herself for a second spank that never comes.

“It's pathetic how wet you get from basically nothing. Just let me play with your nipples and you're gone.” He grabs her ass, his thick fingers digging into the soft flesh. “But you like that, don't you?” He finishes by giving a firm smack to her asscheek, causing a whimper to escape her lips.

“I want to hear you. Lift your face, love.” Harry whispers. She lifts her head, propping her chin on the edge of the pillow. Harry raises his body up on his knees, one hand still dipping his fingers in and out of her pussy while the other hand comes around to cover her mouth.

As Y/N tries to silence her whimpers, Harry easily slips another finger inside her slick entrance. She moans louder now, the vibrations reverberating through Harry's palm and urging him to go deeper, faster. He dips his head down to lightly bite her shoulder, earning him another deep moan as his rock-hard cock presses into her buttcheek.

“Let the neighbours know how much you enjoy getting fingered. Make sure they hear just how much you love my touch.”

“Fuck, Harry. You feel so fucking good. Oh!” She cries out as Harry increases his pace, moving his free hand down to her hip, gripping her roughly. He quickly removes his fingers from her sloppy pussy and Y/N whines at the loss.

“Did I ask you to complain?” He asks as he grabs her hips with both hands and juts her upward. Her ass now up in the air with her chest still pressed into the sheets. It feels submissive, her ass being up as if she is presenting her pussy to him. Not like he needs her to, he knows exactly where her pussy is.

“N-no.” She manages to answer.

“Good.” Harry grabs his cock, already leaking pre-cum and lines himself up. Without any warning, he thrusts into her, moving his hands from her hips to her waist, thrusting in and out at an ever-increasing speed. The lewd sound of skin slapping skin echoes in their hotel room and her eyes squeeze shut, as Harry does not hold back, pounding her into the mattress.

Y/N lets out a loud groan, burying her face in the pillows again to muffle her cries. But Harry's having none of it. He collects her hair and wraps it around his left hand, firmly yanking her head upwards, forcing her to keep her head up. A gasp escapes her lips, and her hands scratch at the blankets.

“Mmm, fuck!” She whines, her eyes tearing up from the feeling. Pleasure flows through her. She doesn't think he's ever fucked her this hard, and damn is she enjoying it. He's hitting deep spots inside her cunt she didn't even know existed, and the bruises he is sure to leave later are absolutely welcome.

Harry's thrusts continue, showing absolutely no signs of slowing. His cock pounds in and out of her, eliciting a high-pitched whine from her with each thrust. He pulls on her hair harder, angling her head so he can see her face as she's struggling to keep quiet. She keeps her eyes tightly shut, trying desperately to mask her groans of pleasure.

“Tell me how much you like taking my cock.” Harry says, his voice strained. “Tell me how badly you needed this. Tell me how much you love being my little slut.”

Y/N's body heats up at his words, her toes curling, and she silently curses him for making her talk. “I-I needed- ah- this so badly.”

“Shit, baby, yes. Say it again.”

“God, Harry, I need you- s-so fucking bad. Fuck.” She writhes beneath him, trying to escape the delicious torture. His pace is unforgiving, and his force hits her in just the right spots. His thrusts jerk her whole body, the loud smacking of their sweaty bodies colliding the only sound filling the room.

“Oh God!” She moans loudly, as Harry wraps one arm around her torso and pulls her up, his hand resting dangerously low on her throat.

“You need this, huh? This little cunt needs to be filled up?”

“Ah! Fuck, Harry.” She murmurs before a broken moan falls out of her. Her right hand holds onto his wrist tightly and her head falls back against his shoulder, her jaw slack in pleasure. She can feel her orgasm building within her, as this new position allows his dick to hit her G-spot repeatedly, shooting pure euphoria through her.

“Mhm, do you feel it? Right here?” He asks, one of his hands slipping down her body and pushing down on her lower stomach. She gasps, tears pooling in her eyes at the sensations he creates. Harry's hand slips further down her body, eventually reaching her most sensitive bundle of nerves and pushing gently against it.

“Ah!” A choked cry leaves her mouth and she freezes in his arms. She tries to catch her breath but all she feels is pleasure. Before she can stop herself, her head starts rolling against his shoulders, her mouth dropping open in a silent scream.

“That's it, baby. Come for me, wet my cock.” He groans in her ear as her hips start jerking, and her loud moans fill the room. “C'mon, scream for me.”

Y/N thrashes her head, eyes squeezing shut. A harsh cry leaves her as his rhythm continues, but her movements lose the rhythm, becoming uncoordinated. White light fills her vision, and an earth-shattering climax hits her, rolling over her and stealing her breath. Her orgasm floods her veins, every nerve ending lit up in ecstasy.

“Ooh fuck. Har... Shit!” Her hoarse voice bounces off the walls, the strength quickly leaving her body. Harry's arm stays tight around her, preventing her body from falling down onto the bed.

Harry removes his fingers from her clit, and Y/N relaxes into his embrace, humming happily as she catches her breath. Harry takes the opportunity to let her fall back down onto the mattress, his hands holding her hips steady as he slowly keeps thrusting into her.

Y/N cranes her neck around, her face flushed and expression smug. Harry tightens his grip, as he forcefully pushes his dick into her once more, her head falling forward at the feeling. Before he pulls out, slapping her ass once more before he roughly pushes her onto her back.

She is positioned with her shoulders on the edge of the comfortable bed, causing her head to hang slightly. She groans, her arms reach back to grab a hold of the blankets beneath her. Just as her grip tightens, Harry grabs her knees, pulling them apart and position her feet on either side of him, spreading her thighs apart.

He lines himself up with her wet entrance and pushes back into her, the new angle causing his dick to brush her sweet spot over and over again. She throws her head back, as her breasts bounce on her chest and she lets out a loud groan. Harry raises her leg up, her calf on his shoulder, foot resting on his collar bone.

“Holy shit.” He breathes, eyes firmly locked on her chest, and how erotic she looks. Her eyes meet his in surprise. She cries out in pleasure as Harry thrusts into her deeply. “You're so fucking perfect.”

She closes her eyes again, unable to handle the intensity in Harry's face as he whispers words of praise, calling her perfect, telling her how good her pussy feels around his dick. Harry grunts and the sound mixed with her pants, curses, and moans fills the room.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” She moans as his thrusts quicken, his brows furrowed and eyes closed tightly in concentration, and then moans spill from his lips.

“I-Oh my god-fuck baby, you feel so fucking good...”

“H-Harry.” She whines, voice uneven. She closes her eyes, feeling her inner walls flutter around Harry's thick cock. Harry readjusts his grip on her hips, pulling her closer. He moves one of his legs, widening his stance to give himself better leverage. To allow his thrusts to grow faster and stronger, Y/N's quiet noises change. They turn into loud moans and choked whimpers.

“T-too- Oh, too much.”

“You can handle this.” He croons, his voice strained and heavy. She nods, and Harry quickens his pace even more, angling his dick so he constantly rubs against that one spot. “God, your tits look so fucking good with how much they move. Drives me crazy.”

Her nipples are hard, grazing her skin and sending white-hot pleasure coursing through her. Harry reaches down and cups one of her breasts, her hand coming up to join him. She moans and writhes beneath him, throwing her head back when his thumb moves over her nipple, teasing it.

She whimpers, pussy clenching around his cock, suddenly overwhelmed by Harry's assault of pleasure. As soon as Y/N realizes what's happening, she brings her hand to her clit. She slips her hand between her thighs and starts circling her clit in a continuous pattern. She moans weakly, feeling herself clench down on Harry, letting him know how much his actions were working.

“Did you ask if you could do that?” Harry grits out, his hips pounding into her relentlessly. Y/N shakes her head but refuses to stop. Her fingers never break their movement.

“You're about to come again, aren't you? Holy shit- oh my fucking... Fuck, you little slut.” He whispers harshly, but he couldn't care less about her getting herself off at this point. She would if he'd stopped her, but it was undeniable that it turned him on, even more, knowing how eager she was to be stimulated while he took what was his.

“P-please, H.”

“Mhm.” His hips stutter slightly, as his focus wavers for a split second. “Do it.”

She whimpers, as she continues rubbing. Her hand moves in time with his movements as Harry gives himself completely over to lust. He slams his hips into hers, burying himself to the hilt on every thrust. He swears loudly, breath heavy and panting. He can hear her fingers on her clit rubbing incessantly, making it harder for him to hold back.

“Jesus Christ! It's... Fuck... Baby. Let go.”

A long, high-pitched moan falls from her lips as she throws her head back, cunt clenching around Harry's throbbing cock as she rides out her second orgasm of the day. Her right hand flies away from her clit as Harry sets a quick, punishing pace. She knows he is almost there, just needs a little more.

“Harry. C'mon. Come inside me.”

“Fuck, Y/N. You know I can't.” His mind is frantic, her words bring him one step closer to tipping over the edge. “That little mouth of yours will have to do it.”

It takes her a couple of seconds to realize what he means. She slides off the bed, a pleasurable shiver running through her, straight to her core as her feet touch the cold floor. It doesn't help her overheated body at all. She slowly gets down onto her knees. Her gaze meets his and the world stops for a second as their eyes meet, the tension running high between them.

Y/N is completely in his element now, not just doing what he wants but giving herself over fully. Harry reaches down, wiping a strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear before grasping the back of her head. He runs his thumb over her lips, caressing her skin before pushing her lips apart. She slowly licks her tongue over his thumb.

“Good girl.” He quickly pushes his length into her mouth, straight to the back of her throat. His eyes roll back as he struggles to control himself. Y/N gags, her eyes watering up. Harry reluctantly pulls back just far enough to let her breathe through her nose.

The taste of her essence combined with the salty taste of Harry's pre-cum fills her mouth. She eagerly hollows her cheeks as Harry pumps his hips against her, not allowing her much time to think or move. She rolls her eyes back into her head, and she loses herself to her pleasure as he chases his own climax.

“Oh fuck. I-shit...” His thrusts are growing slightly uneven and without warning, he thrusts all the way into her mouth and pushes down on the back of her head, forcing her to take his entire length. His warm cum spills into her, thick and sweet on her tongue. Y/N eagerly swallows him down, looking up at him with teary eyes.

Harry shudders at the feel of her throat against his sensitive tip. His breathing slows slightly. “Ah.” He winces, letting go of her head and sliding out of her warm mouth. Causing a string of saliva mixed with cum to connect the tip of his dick to her mouth.

She sits down on the hotel room floor on her knees, panting for breath and her head spinning as she attempts to collect herself. Harry slides his finger over her chin, collecting some of his semen which is still dripping down her chin and sliding it onto her lips. She eagerly licks her mouth clean and the sight makes his blood surge through his veins, his heart thudding away in his chest.

“Good girl.” He presses lightly against her lower lip, but his eyes remain trained on hers. Y/N's expression softens, and as Harry removes his finger from her mouth, she lets her head drop down as if she can't even stand looking at him anymore. But the slightest tinge of pink on her face betrays her.

“Looks like you actually enjoy doing what I say.”

Y/N chuckles as her mind begins to race again. Suddenly she doesn't mind one bit that she has to share this room with Harry for the next couple of days.

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