harrysangel23

[harrysangel23]

Sucker*

A/N: I've returned! As an apology for not posting for a little, I wrote the fic to be a little longer! It's def full of absolute filth so enjoy! (please tell me I'm not the only one who kept thinking of Duplicity when reading this)

Pairing: Slightly mean dom Harry x Sub reader

Warnings: spanking, oral (F&M receiving), fingering (f receiving), food play, spit play, dirty talk, degrading, P in V, no protection, spanking, and aftercare (I think that's everything)

WC: almost 6k

18+

Harry had returned from his short grocery run, about to put them away before his attention was caught. His angel still lounging by their pool. 

It was clear from in between the time he first left the house and returned that she had gotten into the water. Her hair slightly damp as she laid on her back, soaking up the sun. 

What was also abundantly clear, was the sweet she had perched between her two lips. He could see as she swirled what seemed to be a lollipop between her lips. Her cheeks indenting from the hard suctioning she was creating, reminding him of how glorious it felt when she did that to him. As the sucker was finally pulled from between her lips, it left a miniscule trail of her own spit before it broke, and she swiftly reached her finger up to her chin to wipe the saliva, once again reminding him of how she would do the same after getting a lick onto him. 

Making himself known, as curious to see where he could take this, he opened the sliding door, stepped into their backyard and made his way towards her. 

“Enjoying yourself angel?” He grinned as he finally reached her, her own reaction reflecting his as she sat up even more to give him all her attention.

“Hi babe!” She beamed up at him, “I’ve been loving this weather, so nice out.” He found it hard to keep his eyes on hers as her body was hardly covered. 

She wore a red bikini, the color matching her complection. Despite it being a string set, it held her tits up perfectly, the strings adorning her sides indented into the skin, making him hungrier for her. 

“Sure is, do you want to help me inside with the groceries pet?” He noticed her eyes darken for a moment from the nickname he normally used in bed before she scrambled to get stand up with him. He nearly groaned at the way her tits bounced as she did so.

“I’d love to!” She excitedly smiled before leaning up on her toes to give him a quick peck on the lips. She then placed the sucker back between her lips before grabbing his hand and making their way towards the door. 

Harry, found the short walk to be even shorter, as his attention was dialed in on her ass. The bikini did next to nothing to cover her up, her plump ass jiggling with every step she took. As she released his hand to open the door, he couldn’t resist sneaking in a cheeky slap to her ass before she whipped her head around with a squeak, taking the lolly right out of her mouth. 

“Harry!” She looked at him in shock, still moving her body into the home, making her way towards the kitchen. “What the hell was that for, you perv!”

“Just looked too good not to sweetheart.” He smirked at her, watching her face grow red.

She busied herself taking the food items out of the bags, as an attempt to somewhat avoid his cheeky shenanigans. The sucker she was still sucking on though was not doing her any favors. 

She grabbed the bread, moving towards the pantry. She took her sucker out of her mouth, the slight slurp was ringing through harry’s ears and she bent over to slide the bread into the drawer, her bottoms scrunching up between her ass, revealing more skin. She quickly turned right up as Harry, once again, couldn’t help himself as he laid another smack, this time on her other cheek. 

“Harry! Enough!” If her face wasn’t red enough before, it surely was now. All Harry could do in defense was simply shrug, the same smirk plastered on his face. She playfully glared as him as a warning before her sucker made its way back into her mouth. 

Harry grew more jealous of the sucker as they both continued putting the newly bought food away. He could give her something much more enjoyable to suck on and leave both of them happy.

He imagined her getting on her knees as he leaned against the counter. The sucker long forgotten as her mouth slurped him down, leaving saliva to drip down her chin and decorate her breasts to make them shiny. He could feel himself grow more excited simply at the thought of it. 

However, he was soon pulled from those thoughts as she bent down, her tits spilling out of the red fabric that did a poor job of keeping them covered, and she grabbed the bag of chips she had dropped. He had enough. 

He made the short steps towards her as she stood back up, slightly shocked to see how close he was to her from his previous spot. He ripped the chips from her hand and tossed them onto the counter before grabbing her neck with his hand. 

“I don’t appreciate the teasing pet.” His voice was low, he stared into her eyes, slowly dragging them down to her lips where they were puckered around the sweet treat. He reached his other hand up, grabbing the stick and slowly pulling it out of her mouth. She made an effort to make the same slurping noise as it was pulled from her, as a way to collect the sweet juice it left and her own spit. The string it left from being pulled was smeared onto her chin before he leaned forward to lick it up. He dragged his tounge from the bottom all the way towards her lips. He eagerly began kissing her, his tongue dragging along hers. She whined as he pulled away, the lolly now being placed into his mouth. 

“I-I wasn’t teasing you, you’re the one teasing me!” She stated, exasperated. 

“I don’t think so angel. I’m not the one lounging around, slurping around sugar on a damn stick, with my ass and tits out, bending over and begging to be fucked.” The hand on her thorat tightening as he felt her swallow thickly.  

“I wasn’t doing it on purpose!” She stated back to him. 

“Purpose or not, I’ll give you something to suck on.” Her bikini bottoms had to be drenched by now. If not for the slapping on her ass, noticing him oggoling her body, this had done it. “I’m going to finish putting away this shit since you are seeming to be a distraction. When I’m done, I better see you in our bedroom, kneeling before the bed. Is that clear?”

“Yes daddy.” He groaned before pulling her forward to smear his mouth onto her lips. He pulled away, releasing his hand from your throat. She turned around to make her way to the staircase but was briefly stopped by yet again, another smack on her ass, letting out a little yelp. 

“And keep the bikini on puppy.” She shuttered before nodding

Her feet quickly carried her towards their bedroom, immediately kneeling before the side of the bed. She kept herself busy with floating thoughts of how good he’s going to feel down her throat. 

Soon enough, she had heard his heavy steps climbing up the stairs and carrying him to the bed before he sat infront of her with his legs spread. Her mouth nearly drooling at the sight of the tent in his pants. 

She looked at him, noticing what was once her sucker, still in his mouth. His jaw clenched as his lips were wrapped around it. She grew slightly confused at a second sucker placed beside him on the bedding. 

Still sucking on the lolly, he began undoing his belt, the clanking of it making her grow more excited. He sat up slightly to then pull his pants and boxers down, leaving his thick cock to spring up after being released from the restricting clothes. 

“You wanted a sucker pet? Now you got one, get to work.” He spoke around the lolly, glaring her down as he waited for her to touch him. 

She clenched to thighs to help relieve some tension. She leaned forward, spitting on the head of his cock. She admired the way it dripped down the veins before she stuck her tongue out to lick the trail it left. She continued licking stripes up his length, getting him wet with her own spit.

It didn’t take long out before her own need took over and she took him into her mouth. She started with just the tip, lapping her tongue around it, tasting precum. She moaned at how salty he tasted before sucking his head. The vibration and suction made him move his hand to her hair and tug at it lightly. 

“Good girl, now take more honey, it’s all for you.” She didn’t waste any time as her lips that were wrapped around his tip moved further down. She bobbed her head creating a pace as her tongue stroked at the vein on the underside of his cock. Her salavia was quickly building up as it soaked his dick and began making its way out the corners of her mouth. Like he had pictured, it slowly dripped onto her breasts the more she moved her head up and down and slurped at his cock. Her tits slightly jiggled as her movements increased making him moan loader around the sucker. 

Hearing his moans only drove her to work faster. She brought her lips all the way down to his base, her hands moved to his balls, feeling her salvia that had dripped down before she smeared it around them. Pulling off his cock she moved her head to suckle on his balls, hands keeping his cock occupied. 

When she felt they were wet enough, her mouth attached to his member again, taking him down her throat. She clenched around him as she gagged, his hands in her hair keeping her held down as he groaned. She began bobbing her head faster hearing him slurp around his own sucker. 

“Keep it up pet, M’gunna cum for ya.” The wet sounds were heard though their ears as she kept taking him down her throat, satisfying his lengthy cock and moaning around it as his words. 

She kept bobbing her head and soon felt his release fill her mouth. The salty substance nearly dripping out her mouth as she pulled back and swallowed it with pride. Harry was heaving as she lapped at his cock, getting every last drop she possibly could. She leaned back when she felt her job was done before looking back at him with a dazed expression. 

“Good girl.” She nuzzled his thigh at the compliment, almost shying away from his intimidating gaze. She turned her head to look at him as he peeled the now gone sucker from his mouth. The empty sick was held in his hand as he grabbed ahold of her hand, helping her stand on her sore legs. He moved her to the bed, making her lay on her back as he placed the stick on their nightstand. He reached for the other lolly that still sat on their bedding before removing the wrapping, placing it next to the stick on the stand. He brought it closer to her mouth, “Open up darling.” Despite her confusion, she obeyed as the sweet treat was placed on her tongue and the taste of cherry was filling her mouth. 

He took a moment to stand back up and just admire how she looked laid out for him. The red suit still in tact, her tits still restrained in the fabric, the bottom with a noticeable darkened spot that wasn’t from swimming, and her lips wrapped tightly around the sucker. He climbed onto the red to rest above her, forearms holding himself up as she gazed at him with wide eyes. 

He slowly moved his one arm from the bed, his other supporting his body, as he peeled the fabric covering her breasts to the side so her tits were completely out at this point, her nipples hard from the cold draft. 

His hand grabbed at the one breast, giving it a rough sqeeze before flicking against her nipple. His thumb slowly circled before bringing his mouth down to replace his finger. Harry’s mouth was sucking around the sensitive area before pulling back. 

The sucker in her mouth was removed with a pop before his mouth was on hers again. With roughness, their lips moved against each other, teeth clashing and spit being exchanged between their mouths. Soon though, she felt a new object circling her nipple, its coolness making her flinch as she felt the tacky substance being left on her. 

He pulled away, moving back down to lap at the residue left on her nipple from the sucker, slightly nipping at the bud as he moved to give the other side the same treatment. 

He moved the sucker back up to her lips, getting the hint she allowed herself to tongue at the sweet treat as much as she could before it left her lips once again. He moved it to her other nipple to let it get the same treatment. 

It circles slowly, before he pulls it back and brings it down to slightly slap the nipple. She released a gasp at the unexpected feeling of it, clenching her thighs even tighter. He pops the lolly back in her mouth as a holder for it as his mouth reaches down to suck and lick at her bud, while his hand occupies her other breast by roughlly sqeezing it and pinching her nipple. 

She whines as a sign of protest, and he finally leans up to take the lolly out of her mouth. 

“Whats the matter puppy?” He still teased her with keeping his fingers focused on flicking her nipple. 

“I need you on my pussy daddy.” With the sucker pushed into her cheek to speak, she spoke softly to him. His eyes widened at her forewardness, normally it takes a little more for her to be so open, but he doesn’t mind this newfound confidence. 

“Let’s take a look then hm?” He moved his body down between her legs as he moved her legs up, her knees resting on her chest and pushing her breasts closer together.

 From the position she was in now, her bottoms had nearly been swallowed by her cunt. The darkened spot on display as her puffy pussy was being restrained against the fabric. He groaned at the sight, taking his finger to slide up and down the wet spot as her arousal that leaked through the bikini was spotted on his fingers. 

He grabbed the bottoms, pulling them to the side so her pussy would be fully out like her tits. Her excitement had leaked to her ass at this point. Her juices were visible as they shone in the light in their bedroom. 

“Oh puppy,” He tsked at her mockingly, his breath hitting her cunt making her ache even more. “Looks like you did need me, this poor pussy is leaking all over my sheets.” He placed kisses around her thighs, nipping every once in a while. She needed to feel something, as her body took over and went to shut her legs but he stopped that immediately. “Nuh uh. You keep these up and open otherwise I’ll make a new arrangement for you. Is that clear?” 

She nodded but that was not good enough for him as he gave her a light warning slap on her thigh. “Yes I-I understand.” 

“Good girl.” Harry slightly sat up as he reached for the sucker in her mouth plucking it out and settling into his previous position. “I need you to stay good for me while I enjoy my treat puppy. I love seeing you laid like this for me, but I’ll have no choice but to move you around if you can’t listen okay?”

 She let out a restrained ‘okay’ as a way to hurry him along to touch her. Much to her liking, he began, but not what she was expecting. 

Keeping his gaze on her cunt, the sucker was dragged though her arousal. The first touch to where she needed him the most and it made her suck in a deep breath as it kept moving up and down through her lips. 

Once he thought the sucker, collected enough of her arousal, he moved it to circle her clit. As a shock to her from the feeling, her legs moved to close together again and her hands to reach for his hair and his movements were abruptly stopped. 

“What did I just tell you pet?” His gaze was dark, he glared at her unapprovingly. His hands reached to rip her legs apart and her hands from his hair. 

“I-I’m sorry, it just felt good. I won’t do it again daddy, I’m sorry.” She eagerly rushed out, feeling completely overwhelmed by not getting enough touching from him. 

“This is your last warning. Don’t make me tell you again.” She nodded, apoligizing once again as her hands rested on the backs of her thighs to keep herself spread for him. 

He resumed his work, letting the sucker circle her clit, before he moved it back down to collect her juices and smear it along her cunt. She felt her breathing pick up the feeling of at least something touching her cunt. The circling of the sticky treat on her cunt was enough to drive her mad. 

Harry decided to finally put her out of her misery as he pulled the sucker away from he clit, still letting it slide through her folds, as he leaned down at pressed a light kiss on her nub. His tongue soon came after, licking gentle stripes against her. He began lapping at her more as her soft moans were being heard. The taste of her slick was already addicting to him, but the slight hint of cherry flavoring was enough to make him spend hours going down on her.

She thoroughly enjoyed watching as he licked at her like a starved man. Moving the sucker covered in her juices back to her clit to circle it, his mouth moved to her folds. He leaned back to spit on her, making her gasp before he moved the sucker to rub it across her pussy before leaning down to lick it all back up. 

She was in heaven. She simply couldn’t help herself as her hands moved to pull his hair and keep him in place. However, Harry was not fond of this whatsoever. She soon she realized her mistake as he stopped and removed himself from her cunt. 

“W-wait, I’m sorry daddy! I won’t do it again, I-I didn’t mean to, I promise! It just felt so good, I promise I’ll-” 

“I don’t care. Since you can’t fucking listen like I asked, this isn’t going to go your way.” He graveled at her. When she attempted to speak up again, he was quick to reply. “Get on your hands and knees pet.” 

With her eyes cast down, she shamefully moved to where he wanted her. He also moved, quickly getting off the bed, and opening their nightstand drawer. She knew what he was grabbing the moment he reached for it and her thoughts were confirmed when he pulled it out. The handcuffs they used often were in his hand as he moved to tug her arms. He clasped the one around her wrist, circled the band around the headboard, before pulling her other arm up and clasping the other wrist. 

“Is that too tight pet?” His voice slightly softer as he rubbed her back, waiting for her response. 

“No daddy, it’s just right.” She answered him. 

“Alright. This is for your own good pet, I have to train my puppy somehow.” She shuttered just from the sentence alone. 

Her back was arched, arms pulled up as her head hung inbetween, and her ass was on full display for him with the red bikini bottoms covering nothing at this point. He grabbed her by the thighs to pull her legs apart, and her drenched pussy was soon in his view as well. He made a noise in the back of his throat at the sight before pulling the ties of strings of her swimsuit, causing it to fall onto the bed. 

“I need you to keep your legs right where they are pet, otherwise I’ll tie those down too.” He voice was deep, making her aware just how turned on he was too.

Before she knew what was happening, a hard smack was placed on her ass, making her yelp out, but she made herself stay as still as possible. His hand came down again, this time on her other cheek and she could feel her excitement start to drip. He continued to spank her ass, and the more slaps she recieved, the more drenched she became. Angel could feel it begin to leak down her thighs, and soon enough, Harry had noticed. 

Taking the sucker that was placed into his mouth before her spankings, he removed it as he spoke. 

“Jesus Christ angel, you’re leaking fucking everywhere. Didn’t realized getting spanked turned you on s’much, not so innocent are you hm? Little slut for me pet?” His degrading tone was doing nothing to help the problem between her legs, if anything, it was increasing how horny she was. 

“M’ such a slut for you daddy please! Please do something, I need it so bad!” Her voice was urgent, she couldn’t help it, she felt so deprived and he was doing nothing to help her but get her more worked up. 

“Such a good puppy I have. Just calm down, and I’ll help this poor pussy, give it a few kisses. It’s leaking juices everywhere baby.” Kneeling behind her he was quick to lick the trail of her excitment that ran down her leg before he indulged in her cunt. Before he could do that, he reached around her bringing the sucker to her lips. “Go on and suck it f’me baby.” 

She did as she was told, she began eagerly licking at it as her lips wrapped around it to attempted to keep the treat and her saliva in her mouth. It was pooling up and she struggled to swallow with her head down. He plucked it from her, plenty of spit stringing along with it and dropping onto the pillow below her. 

“Such a slobbery puppy, hm? Both holes are just so messy.” She didn’t bother responding, as her own moan cut her off by his tounge licking a stripe through her pussy. The sucker, placed on her clit once again as it was moved in circular motions, stimulating her. It took all the power in her not to move too much, her hands were clenched, nails digging into her palms as her whines grew. 

He pulled back to breathe as he let the sucker do some more work for him, letting it glide through her lips, and smear all her juices around her pussy. It was absurd how horny it made her for him to be using the sucker on her. 

He took her by surprise when the lolly that was just on her clit, moved to her folds and was pushed into her. She gasped loundly at the feeling of it being thrust in and out of her. Harry watched as the sucker pulled out of her, so many juices covering it before he placed it in his mouth, moaning at the taste. 

He plucked it out and brought it to her hole to do the same actions. She was so turned on, and it was clear from the noises of the sweet treat going in and out of her cunt. He thrust it in one last time before it was pulled, and instead of it being brought to his mouth, he reached around to where her hair was, pulled it as a way for her head to be brought up and brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth but before he placed it on her tongue, he let the sucker trace her bottom lip. Her own juices transferred before the sucker was placed on her tounge and she could taste herself. 

Harry became extremely aware of how hard his cock was as she gazed at him with wide eyes as her lips were wrapped around the sucker that was covered in her own arousal. He pulled the treat slowly, watching her lips morph around it as it was pulled before he licked the remaining juices off her lips and left her with a kiss. 

His hand left her hair causing her head to fall back down and he returned behind her. He was elated to see she still was dripping. Wasting no time, the sucker was proptly brought back to her folds, he continued to let it run through them once again before he pulled it back and let the sucker smack her cunt. It wasn’t very hard of a hit, but it still felt incredible. She whined more, needing him to tongue at her again and lick her juices up, she just wanted to cum so bad. 

Harry, however, was preoccupied with smacking her cunt with his sucker. The juices covering the sweet left a string everytime he pulled it back and it just was arousing for him to see. It took nearly all her strength to keep her legs open when he moved the slaps to her clit. He’d circle it before placing multiple pats onto the sensitive nub. 

Right before she was about to speak up, he placed the sucker on the nightstand ontop of the wrapper. His large hands smoothed over her ass before smacking them letting out a heavy sigh at the way they jiggled as he did so. His grip on her ass moved to her thighs, speading them more apart before he dove back into her cunt.

He was relentless as her whines were loud, as if that egged him on. He ate her out like a starved man, continiously lapping at her folds, placing kitten licks on her clit before sucking it into his mouth. The more he dove into her the more excitement started to leak, even he couldn’t keep up with it. More and more of it ran down her thighs, his hands moved to tightly grope her ass before he tounge dug into her folds and into her hole. She cried out from how good it felt to have him indulge in her. When she started feeling a familiar knot in her stomach he pulled back, his breaths coming out in heavy pants. He entertained himself with squeezing her ass, watching the flesh turn red under his touch. 

“Such a juicy little cunt baby. Love how you are so drenched more me, like you can’t get enough. It’s all puffy too, just begging me to lick at it” Working himself up from speaking- not just her- his hand laid another smack on her ass. “Just love your fucking body baby, love this fucking cunt, all mine isn’t it puppy? Your sopping pussy s’all for me isn’t it?” 

He watched as her juices shined in the lighting, bringing his hands from her ass to pull her lips apart. “Y-yes sir! All for you daddy.” He seemed pleased with the answer, keeping her pussy spread apart as he spat right on her cunt, watching the spit slide down to her clit before his tounge lapped back through her. She moaned, loving the feeling of his tongue on her once again. 

The handcuffs definitely had made marks on her wrist at this point from her tugging but she didn’t mind, if anything she liked it, made it all the more exciting. 

Harry took his fingers and allowed them to play with her clit while he tounged at her hole. She loved the combination, felt so good and she could feel her knot growing in her tummy once again, and decided to speak up. 

“Daddy, I- M’gunna cum, can I please cum?” Her sentence came out with a pant as it was hard to focus with his tongue lapping around her sensitive area. 

“No puppy, you’re gunna hold it like a good girl f’me. I wanna keep enjoying my sweet treat a little longer.” She was growing frustrated, she wiggled her hips as his mouth suckled at her clit but that only earned her a warning smack on the ass. 

“B-but daddy I can’t hold it! It feels too good, please daddy!” 

At her winey tone, he pulled himself away from her cunt, laying a harsh smack on her ass as he spoke up. 

“You don’t talk to me like that. I told you to hold it, so you’re going to hold it.” This time, instead of her ass, his hand came down right on her puffy pussy and she let out a yelp at how good it felt. “You have a choice puppy,” He spoke again before placing another slap to her cunt, the wetness making an audible noise against his hand. “You either hold it and wait for a little longer, or you don’t cum at all. What's it gunna be hm?” He placed another smack to her cunt. 

“I’ll hold it daddy.” Tears filled her eyes at frustration, she wasn’t sure if she could pull this off. His hand moved to rub his fingers through her folds, collecting all her juices before two fingers were pushed in. She tensed up at the feeling, the lolly and his tongue didn’t fill her up nearly as well as his cock but his fingers were a good start.

“Good girl. Now you just relax and let me enjoy my treat hm? Such a juicy little cunt.” His fingers were pulled out, and returned to her clit and his mouth continued its job lapping her up.

It seemed like torture as he kept groaning at how good she tasted, the feeling of his tongue and mouth pleasing her. The knot in her stomach was growing by the minute, she slightly moved her hips, swaying her ass slighlty and he kept busy on her cunt. He didn’t seem to mind as his tounge collected every drop of her arousal before he pulled off her. 

His cock was painfully hard just from the taste of her and he couldn’t take it anymore. His hand gave it a few strokes before he let it slide against her cunt, collecting her juices that continued to leak from the weepy hole. His hand reached up pulling the ties from around her neck and back, allowing her top to join her bikini bottoms on the red. 

“Just licked you all up puppy, and your pussy managed to slobber up right away, must’ve been anticipating my cock,” He teased himself and you as his allowed the tip of his cock to keep sliding in and out before he spoke up again. “Are you ready for my cock baby? By the way your cunts dripping, I have a pretty good idea what it wants.”

“Yes daddy! I’m ready for your cock! Please, please I need it!” He smirked at her begging and couldn’t keep her waiting any longer. 

He slowly pushed his cock in, loving the feeling of her tight cunt gripping him. Once he bottomed out, he didn’t hold back, he pulled back and harshly slammed right back into her causing her ass to jiggle. He growled at the sight, gribbing her ass and using it as leverage to pull her back into him as he kept repeatedly slamming into her. 

“How’s that feel puppy, this what you wanted?” He quickly slapped her ass before groping it again to keep pounding into her, picking up his pace as he felt his own orgasm approach. 

“Ye-yes thank you daddy! Your cock feels so good in my pussy, needed it so bad!” Her words only encouraged him more. His balls slapping against her cunt as her ass jiggled with each thrust and slap they endured. Both their moans could be heard through the room, sweat collecting on both their bodies. 

His one hand left her ass, the other still keeping it in a tight grib as he strummed on her clit. She mewled out as his motions grew faster and messier. 

“Daddy please, can I cum? M’so close I can’t hold it daddy, please!” 

“Yeah baby, you can cum. Wanna see your cunt soak my cock. Go on and cum for daddy, angel.” She let out a sigh of releaf as she felt the knot in her stomach keep growing.

The feeling of his cock relentlessly pounding her, the grip on her ass, and his fingers playing with her clit, she couldn’t take it anymore as her cunt spasmed around him, finally cumming. He felt her clench around him, continuing his pounding as he was reaching where he needed to. 

“Good fucking girl, so good f’me. Love when your cunt squeezes me like that.” She moaned as her orgasm continued to flow through her, her cunt still being abused by his cock thrusting in and out before he roughly pulled out. His hand furiously stroked his length before spurts of his cum landed against her ass and pussy. “Jesus Christ pet. What a sight.”

 He brought his hand down, smearing his own release against her pussy. She whined and wiggled as he touched her overly sensitive clit. 

“Sorry baby,” He left a chaste kiss on the side of her ass, pulled himself up as he grabbed the key for the cuffs. Once he helped her out of them he frowned at the harsh marks left on her wrists, lightly tracing his fingers along the markings. “I thought you said it wasn’t too tight angel?”

“It wasn’t I promise, I really didn’t hurt much, I promise honey.” She pressed a kiss on his lips to assure him as he let out a sigh.

“Next time you tell me if it does okay?” She nodded before laying flat on her stomach. “M’gunna run to the bathroom and help ya clean up baby.” In a flash, he grabbed a wet cloth and a glass of water before returning. He made sure to be extra careful when cleaning her up before tossing the cloth and climbing into bed with her. 

His arms pulled her to rest on top of him, his hands careful of her ass that he reminded himself to get a cream for before they went to bed. Her head laid against his chest as they rested together. 

“Y’can sleep a little baby. We’ll rest and then we can get up and make some dinner, how does that sound angel?” His voice was much softer than it had bed during the steamy sex they just had. 

“Sounds good H.” She leaned up, pressing her lips to his as they moved together, it was sweet and slow, nothing messy like before. They parted with a soft smack before she curled into his side and closed her eyes.

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A/N: I'm back! sorry for not posting, the weekend was busy but currently can't sleep so I decided to type something up. Kept it short and sweet but still hope y'all enjoy!

Pairing: Soft Dom Harry x Sub reader

Warnings: cock warming, and light dirty talk

WC: 1,363

Summary: After feeling like something was missing all day, Harry and his angel soon come to the realization she just needs to be full (of him).

18+

His angel sat there, feeling needy, but what was new?

She always needed him, wanted him, and to be fully emersed in him. 

Harry was currently back from work, taking a nice hot shower after work, washing off all the stress that came with his job. But luckily enough for them, it was the weekend, and he wouldn’t have to return until days later. 

She got up from the stool next to the kitchen island as the timer for the oven had gone off. She moved quickly to take it out and move it towards the dining table, even plating it up for him. 

She was well aware of how hard work could be on him, so she did everything she could to make home as comfortable as possible. Even on the good days. No matter what, she did everything to make it easier on him, it was the least she could do. In a way, it was a small proportion and act of devotion she had for him. 

He deserved nothing but the best as he treated her so good and she felt incredibly loved everyday. 

With perfect timing, Harry came down the stairs, ready to eat. His hair damp from his shower, some droplets falling down and marking the tshirt he had thrown on. He smiled as soon as he saw her and the plated dinner. 

Harry made his way over to the table, stopping behind her, arms wrapping around her shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss on her cheek and nuzzle his head into her neck, where he placed more soft kisses. 

“Thank you for making dinner sweetheart, so good t’me.” God his tired voice was so hot. His freshly cleaned self had a woodsy sent that made her nearly feral. 

He removed himself, to her dismay, and settled into the chair beside her, where he food was plated. 

“Of course Harry, its the least I could do when you take such good care of me.” She smiled fondly at him while his whole expression softed even more. 

“See what I mean, always so good t’me, such an angel.” His hand came up, palm resting on the side of her face and stroking his thumb across her cheek. Her eyes looked at her with such admiration, it was simple times like this that made her feel so loved. 

Harry leaned in, placing a soft and chaste kiss on her lips before pulling away and both of them started on their meal. 

She always felt so strongly about Harry, she adored everything he did. But today felt different, more prominent. As he ate, she couldn’t help but watch him with a dazed look. 

He quickly noticed but wasn’t sure of what to think of it, he instead settled on talking with her, “Make sure y’eat the food you worked so hard to make lovey.” His gaze wandering to hers as she blushed and picked up her fork. But instead of eating, she kept pushing it around her plate, keeping her head down. 

“I didn’t work that hard H, its a simple thing really.” He frowned, he didn’t like when she talked like that about herself. 

“Don’t sell yourself short, I love how you do this f’me. It makes me feel special knowing my girlfriend goes out of her way to do this for me damn near every night, I really do appreciate it pet.” As she gazed up she noticed his furrowed eyebrows as he made his point to her. 

“I love you Harry.” His frown was turned into a smile, as she looked at him with her dazed eyes. Although he was a little concerned with her slightly-off behavior, he didn’t want to bring it up in the moment. 

“And I love you angel,” His hand reaching for hers, giving it a squeeze. “Now please eat your food, we can watch a movie after were done, hm?” 

She nodded her head before focusing back on her plate. She wasn’t sure of this feeling she was having. She felt extra needy of him today and didn’t even know how to explain it to him. She didn’t think he had noticed, but she could never be sure with him as he was always excellent at observing her and knew exactly how she was feeling a lot of the time. 

The feeling had came after this morning. He had woken her up with soft kisses that soon turned into passionate sex that left her wanting more. Although he wasn’t exactly able to do so with already running behind for work, she felt like she just needed to be filled again. 

She tried focusing her mind on less dirty things and complied to his wishes of eating the dinner she had made, all she wanted to do was make him happy afterall. 

~

They both laid on the couch, completely entangled in eachother. Harry, rested on the bottom, with his angel laid overtop of him. His arms circled around her, hands rubbing comforting circles on her back, as a blanket was pulled over them. She felt so warm and cozy, but still had a missing piece that needed to be filled (literally). 

She completely lost focus on the film that was on the screen, deciding being wrapped up in Harry completely was much more fulfilling as she moved to lay to head from his chest to where his shoulder and neck meet, pressing sweet kisses continuously before he spoke up.

“Whats wrong honey, hm? Love it to bits and pieces when you’re needy like this but y’worrying me a bit,” She felt embarrassment creep up her and she dug her head deeper into his skin that still had his bodywash scent lingering from his shower earlier. “I noticed something at dinner. You can tell me, I’m the last person to judge you sweetheart, just want to make sure you’re alright.” His hand kept rubbing reassuring circles into her back and she kept her face in his neck. 

“I don’t know what wrong H. I’ve just been feeling like this since this morning. Like- like I need you, like full of you. I don’t know how to explain it- I haven’t felt like this before.” Her lips brushed his neck as she spoke lightly. 

Although she might not of understood what was going on, he did. “Y’need to be filled sweetheart? Want me inside you hm?”

“Yes H. I’ve never felt like I just needed you in me, you know? I don’t know if it would feel nice for you, I just don’t want you to get disappointed.”

“I could never be disappointed by anything you give me. Whatever you want, you have it, okay? I’ll help you out angel but you need to tell me these things so you aren’t feeling crummy.” He lightly scolded her but she didn’t take it to hard. She knew he really did just want to please her whatever way he could. 

“Okay, I’m sorry Harry.”

“Its alright angel, nothing to be sorry for.” He turned his head placing a kiss on her head before moving his hands further to pull his boxers down. “Now you just relax and keep my cock warm, hm? Sound nice?”

“Yes.” she breathed out before his hand moved to her panties before pulling them to the side.

He grabbed his cock, slowly dragging it up and down her folds that already managed to get wet- partially from her dirty thoughts she had previously been thinking about. “Already wet for me, such a good girl.”

His cock stopped dragging before it was pushed into her, slowly inserting inch by inch. Her breath hitched as more of him was in her and how great it felt after needing it all day. 

“Is this what you needed pet? Needed this cock in you for your pussy to keep warm and snug?” He placed more kisses on your head, moving a hand up to stroke your hair. 

“Yes daddy, feels so nice.” He grinned as knowing his angel was satisfied after needing it all day. 

They both laid there as the movie continued, his cock staying snug inside her, and her fully satisfied with how complete she felt.

[harrysangel23]

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[harrysangel23]

Neglect*

A/N: I've returned with yet another fic!!! Hope y’all are excited because this ones lowkey a little unhinged (can't help myself when it comes to Harry's biceps yum). Anyways! I'm so glad to see you guys are liking my work so far!!! As a new writer, it's doing much better than I anticipated and I really appreciate the rebloggs, likes, and comments <3. Hope you guys enjoy this fic as much as the others!

Pairings: CEO soft dom H x subby reader

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Daddy kink, licking and biting, fingering f recieving, RAW p in v (wrap it before you tap it guys), and dirty talk.

WC: 4,392

Summary: Harry has been a little neglectful of his angel. After not seeing much of each other for days, Harry misses a planned and promised dinner togther. He finds a good way to make it up to her though;).

You knew how stressful Harry’s job could get and you understood when he had rough days how he just wanted to relax. There was nothing wrong with it. 

Running a company would be far more work than you could imagine so it made sense when he would be in a sour mood from a deal that had fallen through or partners not having his best interest. 

You learned to be as comforting as possible as everything he did was mainly for you and your relationship. 

But it’s also hard on you when it continuously happens day after day. Sure, every once in a while was normal, for anyone with a career, especially his. 

It had been 2 weeks since you’ve noticed a drastic change in Harry. You’d fall asleep by yourself, no longer having the comfort of strong arms wrapped around you and steady breathing to be heard in your ear as you drifted into your dreams. Same thing in the morning, you’d wake up to his side of the bed cold. It was almost as if he was never there throughout the night. On top of that, dinner and breakfast - which used to consist of each of you asking about the others day and light kisses placed every now and then- now consisted of you sitting alone at the table in the quiet home. 

If it wasn’t for the little things placed around the house or the short amount of time he’d be at home during the weekend, it would seem as though you didn’t live together. You’d notice the hand towel in the bathroom damp from his washing, or wrappers left on the counter as if he’d had a quick snack before he rushed out of the house. 

Sure you’d text, but his normal cheekiness was replaced with dry responses and sometimes the texts wouldn’t even be answered until hours later. 

If anything, the changes had made you scared and worried. You knew how time consuming his work could be and the effect it could take on him. But your relationship had never experienced this type of change for this long. 

So of course the doubts overwhelmed your mind. Was he irritated with you? Was he not interested anymore? What if he found someone else, someone that wasn’t immature and needy like you were? 

Of course there were never any signs that really made you think he thought these things of you. He always said how he adores how you want to be near him all the time. Despite that, you really can’t help it that this is what your mind turns to. 

As you used to spend nearly every minute of free time with him, dinners, or simply laying in bed, the harsh withdrawal was making your head spin. You hadn’t been able to communicate with him as you’d like. 

So you made the decision to stay up and wait for him. It was all in your head and simply talking to him in person for the first time in days would clear up everything… right?

Occupying yourself was difficult as the hours get later. You were restless trying to calm your nerves before you saw him. You shouldn’t be nervous though. It's Harry, the same Harry that would wake you up by pressing kisses all over your face and was able to make your toes curl when he hit all the right places. 

You glazed at the clock again and the time glared back at you: 1:53 A.M. Why was he so late? He used to be home by 6, calling your name and smiling brightly when he would see you making your way towards him in the doorway. 

You were soon pulled away from your thoughts as you heard the front door lightly close. He was home. You got up to walk towards the door of your bedroom and down the stairs. When you first saw him, you could see how disheveled he was. 

His curls lay flat as it looked he ran his hand through them one too many times. His tie hung loosely from his neck as he untightened it. His eyes seemed to hardly stay open. In his hand, held a glass as he poured liquor into it before taking a sip. 

Catching you out of the corner of your eye, his head whips to see your fragile frame standing at the end of the staircase. 

“What’re you doing up sweetheart, it's nearly 2 in the morning?” his voice was soft and he had  frown placed upon his lips

You shrugged and walked closer to stand in front of him. “I just haven’t seen you in a while H. Just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Your response was light as your wide eyes gazed up at him. 

“I’m sorry honey. Works been shit, I know I haven’t been around as much as I would like but I promise when this shits over I’ll be around you so much you might get sick of me.” He gave a small smile, before taking the cup of liquor back up to his mouth. 

“It’s okay H. I know how it gets and I’m sorry you have to deal with it,” Your arms moved to wrap around him, feeling him for the first time in what felt like ages. Your head rested against his chest, hearing his heart beating softly as his arms made their way around you too. “What if we have dinner tomorrow night? We can catch up and I’ll make a nice home cooked meal for you. Maybe watch a movie after?”

“I’d love nothing more angel, always so good to me aren’t you?” The double meaning made you blush but you hit yourself deeper in his chest, already feeling excited for the following night. “Promise I’ll be here at 6 on the dot, can’t wait to spend time with my favorite girl. Now go lay down, I’m going to get ready for bed and I’ll be with you in just a tick.” His arm around your waist slid down as he lightly patted your ass as a signal to move. 

You giddily made your way back up the stairs and jumped into bed, being excited to have the feeling of his arms around you again. 

Harry soon made his way to the bed as he finished up in the bathroom. Sliding in between the sheets, his arms immediately went around you and pulled your body as close as possible to his.

His hand rubbing your back, light kisses pressed to the top of your head made it easy for you to relax and drift off. After being deprived of his affection for days, you were the most comfortable you have ever been in your life. 

~

When you woke up, you thought you had imagined last night. Opening your eyes, his side of the bed was once again empty and cold. It was hard to refrain from frowning, but remembering the promise of a night together for the first time in ages, you couldn’t be too upset. 

Your excitement of dinner with your lover had you rushing to get out of bed and get ready for the day. You spent the day shopping for groceries, not being able to make up your mind on what to make him, your cart ending up being full with multiple ingredients. You decided to make a decision when you’d get home rather than right in the moment. Picking up snacks for the movie and grabbing his favorite sweets. 

Once arriving home in the afternoon, you were too giddy not to start. Deciding on a pasta dish, one of his favorites, you thought it’d be perfect for the occasion. 

Not having heard from him yet that day, you shrugged it off. After seeing him last night and feeling him, you were put at ease. He looked you in the eyes and promised to be home. You thought he was simply keeping busy at work to get ahead so he could finally be home at his normal time. 

However, those thoughts soon started slipping after it neared 6. 

The table had been set, food plated, you even dug out a fancy wine and poured it into both glasses. You sat sitting at the table with a frown on your face. He couldn’t possibly of forgotten?

You tried reassuring yourself. He's busy, he wants to be here, maybe he's just going to be held back a little past 6, no worries!

But when the clock neared 7 you felt less hopeful. 

You pulled out your phone, maybe he was on his way and stuck in traffic?

To: H💗- Hi honey, just wanted to check in… are you almost home? I love you 

You set your phone down on the table, watching it intensely as though that would make him respond faster. 

However, the text went unanswered as the minutes passed and you began to accept he wasn’t going to be home. 

Only a few bites were taken of your pasta before you decided you weren’t hungry anymore. You began cleaning up and putting the leftovers into containers. 

You wrapped his plate and left it in the fridge so he could still easily warm it up when he came home. 

As you moved to the bedroom you looked at the clock again to notice the time was past 11. Wanting to make one last attempt you reached for your phone and clicked his contact and pressed your phone to your ear. 

The ringing continued until his voicemail was heard. Hanging up you tossed your phone before running your hands over your face. 

Your chest felt achy. You couldn’t help as the disappointment was seeping through you. Having the built up frustration of no contact with him and Harry’s broken promise to be at home tonight, you felt tears slide down your face. 

You knew how important his job was to him but that didn’t mean being put on the back burner hurt any less.

Tears flowed as you made your way to the spare bedroom. Was it petty? Sure, but you didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as him despite the fact that he’ll slip out in the morning without a trace, like he was never there. 

Laying on your side the tears streaming down and soaked into the pillow case. All these emotions ran through your head, not really sure how exactly you should be feeling. 

Should you be completely understanding? His career is important, he worked so hard for it and provided you with everything you could ever want and more. 

Should you be angry? You planned this, got excited and put so much effort into a meal he couldn’t show up for after leaving you at home and deprived of his affection for 2 weeks. 

Should you be sad? He made you have expectations of him being home tonight and enjoy the night in together. He promised you to be here after being absent all those other nights and you just miss his presence. 

Your mind unsettled, tears never ending, and you weren’t sure how you managed to fall asleep. 

However, you were sure of being woken up from the gentle stroking of fingers through your hair and light kisses being pressed to your hand that was intertwined with his and held up to his mouth. 

Your eyes opened to find his on you already and a frown took over his face as he noticed the puffiness and redness that accommodated your eyes. Confirming his fears of you being upset with him, which you had every right to be in his mind. 

“Hi sweetheart.” He spoke softly to you and pressed more kisses to your hand and wrist as he sat crouched on the side of the bed. 

“Hi.” You whispered, eyes darting to the wall behind him, finding it difficult to look at him. Besides, that's really all he had to say for himself?

He sighed as he stood up and went to sit on the edge of the bed in front of your body. His hand that was stroking your hair moved to join his other, both now holding your hand and his lips consistently pressed kisses before he spoke up again. 

“I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am, angel.” 

You felt the tears crawl back up and your throat tighten at the reminder of last night and how excited you had been. You blinked continuously before just closing your eyes and responding “It’s fine.” 

“No, it’s not,” His grip tightened on your hand, “You were upset enough to sleep in here and I don’t blame you. I’ve been shit at being with you, I know that. Last night was my wake up call. I promise you-”

You cut him off, taking a dig at him, “Like you promised to be home last night? After I spent all day looking forward to you coming home and finally spending time with me? I don’t mean to be needy H, I know how important your job is to you and everything you’ve worked for. But I can’t shake how I felt last night and how you completely disregarded me yesterday. I’ve missed you, I’ve missed being around you and spending time with you. I don’t like being a second thought this consistently.” You felt the tears finally slip down your face as you pulled your hand away from his to wipe at them. 

Harry just looked at you, seeming at a loss of words. You could tell by his demeanor that he was sorry but it’s hard to just move past. 

“I don’t mean for it to come off as that love. I promise you are important to me, more than my career. I love spending time with you and I know how neglectful I’ve been. You have every right to be upset with me. I will spend everyday making it up to you and you have my word on this. I let it get out of control and I realize how upset you are and I don’t intend on making you feel like that ever again. You’re my girl, and my girl deserves nothing but the best.” His eyes looked urgently into yours, his hand resting on top of the sheets over your thighs. 

You move your hand to rest on top of his, eyes meeting him again. 

“I trust you H. I just don’t want this to happen again. I love being with you in our home and having time together. But if it’s just you leaving work late and going in early, it’s difficult for us to do that and makes everything harder. I love you and want this to work out more than anything.” 

“It will, I promise angel. I need you and I promise I won’t let this happen again.”

You nodded your head, as he began to lean down and pressed his lips to yours, muttering, “I’m sorry honey”, “It won’t happen anymore”, and “I hate seeing you upset”. 

At first the kiss was soft and slow, enjoying the feeling of both of you connected at the lips for the first time in forever. Then, slowly the urgency began to grow. Lips smacking could be heard as Harry moved to lay on top of you, holding himself up by his thick arms, lips never parting yours. Your mouth slightly opens as you go to lick as his bottom lip. He quickly followed, opening his mouth to you when your tongues licked the others. Feeling the excitement begin to pool in your panties you move your hands to grab his upper arms. 

It became a mess, spit pooling in the corners of your lips, him licking into your mouth. You began to whine as he began to grind down onto you. 

His hand slowly traced down your side, reading your shorts as he toyed with them. He parted from your lips, “May I, sweetheart?” 

Without hesitation you eagerly nodded your head and his fingers slipped below the shorts, under your panties and soon reached your soaking folds. His lips were shortly back on yours, pressing eagerly as he brought the fingers soaked in your juices up to your clit and began circling it. Your breath hitched, pausing the kisses, but that didn’t stop him from continuing. 

He pulled his fingers from you, but grabbed your shorts and shoving them down along with your panties before he returned them back to your wetness. 

His middle finger eventually made its way to your hole, where he made sure to get it covered before slipping it in. A sharp gasp was heard slipping from your mouth. You spent so long without having him like this, making it all the more rewarding. 

Harry’s kisses soon began to travel down your face as he reached your neck and lightly peppered them all over. His hand pulled back and was brought up to your face, where his ring and middle fingers were pressed against your lips. 

“Go ahead and slobber them up for me, puppy.” You were compliant, opening your mouth and giving him what he wanted. 

His fingers laid flat on your tongue as you sucked them, loving the taste. You had your tongue flick them up and down, swirled around them tasting your own excitement on them. He watched intensely as he pushed you by shoving them farther back, almost down your throat. You gagged but didn’t mind as saliva pooled in your mouth and got them slippery, just like he wanted. He groaned before he pulled them out and brought them back to your pussy before shoving them inside you without warning. 

You moaned, clenching around his fingers, loving how they felt inside of you. He quickly thrust them in and out, and placed more kisses down your neck to your collarbones. 

“Are you ready for my cock puppy, hm? Missed you so much it's aching to be inside this tight cunt of yours.” 

Your hips grinded up into his hands as an immediate reflex to the words coming out of his mouth. 

“Yes, yes, please d-daddy I missed your cock.” You whined at him, eyes glazing over. 

He didn’t need to be told twice. He sat up, quickly undoing his pants and tugging them down along with his boxers before stroking himself. He quickly sat back on his knees and gazed at your leaking cunt as his hand slid up and down his member, letting out a hiss and a curse under his breath at the contact. 

His cock was soon lined up with your hole as he pushed in and let out a groan, before he fell over top of you with one elbow holding him up on the side of your head, the other grasping your waist to keep you steady. 

His cock was pushed further and further inside of you before he bottomed out and held it there for a moment. 

The feeling of him inside of you was like no other. You felt so full and happy. Clenching around him, he moaned into your neck. 

“Jesus Christ puppy. Don’t know how I left you all alone for this long when you feel this fucking good. So mean of me, can’t tell you I’m sorry enough,” He pulled back and thrust himself back in, keeping his pace consistent. “You’re so tight and wet, cunts just leaking around my cock isn’t it baby.” You moaned in response, nails digging into his back. 

“Faster daddy p-please, feels so good, I missed you.” You felt tears leaking from how good it felt to have him back inside you filling you up and making the knot in your tummy grow. 

“So sweet f’me, I missed you too baby, never happening again. Feels so good.” His thrusts began to pick up as the wet noises of your bodies connecting was heard. 

Your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of all the right places he was hitting. His cock felt so good in your pussy, like he was made just for you. You open your eyes to the feeling of his fingers on your clit, rubbing messy circles. 

Your moans were borderline pornographic at how good everything felt. His head leaning down to capture your lips as the messy smacking returned. His kisses trailed down to your neck as he began to nip at the skin and sooth it with his tongue. His thrusts sending the headboard into the wall, creating a loud thumping noise. You turned your head, giving him better access to your neck, hands climbing into his hair to tug, his thrusts not letting up. 

As your eyes focused on what was in your eyeline - his biceps. His sweaty, tatted, and muscular biceps looked too good to be true. It was flexing as he held himself up and how good you felt, you couldn’t restrain yourself from leaning closer and licking the sweat that was sliding down. He just looked too good, all sweaty and disheveled. You eagerly lapped at his biceps, moving your tongue all around before biting. Not enough to cause too much pain, but enough to leave a mark. You were such a needy slut for his body, especially the tattooed areas. 

You grow wetter at the remembrance of the tiger he had on his thigh and how you've always dreamed of riding it. How good it would feel to rub your wet pussy on it as he encouraages you, tells you what a good girl you are. How he'd make you kneel on the floor and lick up your juices that were left on it after you cum.

The filled in heart and the inked nails on the inner side got the most of your attention. As your tounge licked a fat stripe acrossed both of them, you whined at how hot he was. The top of the anatomical heart was also eagerly lapped and nipped at. They just looked too good to ignore.

Harry didn’t seem to mind as he let out a breathy laugh, almost amused at your fixation of his biceps. 

Once you started, you couldn’t stop from continuously biting, leaving little marks along his muscles. Although the tattoos made it hard to see a lot of them, that didn’t stop you. You licked over each mark that was left, collecting his sweat along the way. 

The immense arousal you had was overwhelming. His thrusts not letting him, neither was his hand on your little clit. Your clenching became more frequent the more he thrust and the more you had your fun with his bicep. 

“You gonna cum for me baby? Feel this cunt getting tighter and wetter by the second.” His words were whispered in your ear as he moved up from your neck to bite at your lobe. 

“Ye-yes daddy, I’m so close, so close I need it so bad.” Your breath was cooling as you breathed out your words against his slobbered up bicep and eagerly began licking stripes up it again.

Your hands pulled his hair as the knot grew more intense, he groaned against you before pulling your face back to meet his. 

“Wanna watch you cum for me. Go ahead and cum on my cock baby, cum like the good girl you are.” His sentence alone was enough to set you off, you felt it burst in your stomach as you cried out and clenched around him. Your mouth in an O shape as his lips met yours. “Thaaats it puppy, good fucking girl.” 

He kept thrusting, rubbing your clit to ride you through your orgasm as his approached. 

“Fuck you look so good. Can I come in this pretty pussy baby, hm? Is that okay?” His minty breath panted on you as you nodded with widened eyes.

“Yes yes, please come in my pussy daddy. Wanna feel your cum leak out of me.” You practically begged him. Curses slipped out of his mouth as he finally let go. 

His sweaty hair stuck to his head, sweat dripping down his face, and down his neck as he tilted it back moaning as his cum spilled into you. 

You once again couldn’t help yourself as you leaned up licking the sweat that dripped down him. There was something just so erotic about it that turned you on like nothing else. 

He kept thrusting into you as his cum filled up your pussy. You kept tounging at his neck and nibbling to show your immense appreciation. 

“Jesus fuck baby felt so fucking good. Did so good for me, I love you.” His thrusting stopped at his head tilted to look at you again. Harry’s lips connected with yours showing all the appreciation he could. 

“I love you so much.” You murmured against his lips. 

He pulled out of you sooner than you would’ve liked, as his cum slowly followed. He intensely watched it drip out of your cunt as he let out a “fuck” under his breath as his chest heaved. 

You were completely spent. Laying down with your eyes closed but you could still feel the weight of him shifting off the mattress. You quickly opened your eyes and whined as you grabbed his hand to keep him from leaving. 

“It’s okay baby, just gonna run to the bathroom to grab something to clean you up, I’ll be right back.” He leaned down, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips. You reluctantly let go of his hand as he moved to the bathroom. 

Hearing a drawer close, he soon returned next to you and lightly wiped at the cum leaking from your pussy. 

Accidently, he nudged your clit with the fabric, causing you to twitch and a grunt to leave your lips. 

“I’m sorry baby, I’ll be more careful.” He leaned down, and his lips pressed a light kiss onto your clit.

“Don’t be mean H.” You glared at him as he let out a light laugh. 

His body moved back up, where he leaned down pressing another kiss, this time to your lips. 

“I love you angel. Wanna get up and we can go back to bed? Can spend all of tomorrow together if you’d like? Whatever you want.” he grinned at you as you brush your fingers through the loose curl against his forehead. 

“I love you too Harry. Can we shower first?” Your voice light as he nodded and grabbed your hand to help you sit up. 

“I’d love nothing more.” 

You both walked to the bathroom before taking off the remaining clothes that lingered on your bodies and stepping into the warm water. 

“No funny business, I’m spent and have a whole list of ideas we can do today.” You look up at him accusingly. 

“That’s so weird, I also have a list of things we can do today.” His cheeky undertone led you to quirk and eyebrow at him for him to continue. “I meant I have a whole list of things I can do to you today.” 

You blushed, feeling heat crawl up your face as you hid yourself in his chest while he just laughed and helped you clean yourself.

[harrysangel23]

Stuffy*

A/N: Hi guys!! So happy to see my last fic got some attention and it seems y'all liked it so I thought I'd post another. LMK what you think and send in some requests if you'd like, not sure when I'll post next but I hope you guys enjoy this one as well!

pairing: soft dom H x sub reader

WC: a little under 2k

Summary: Harry comes home to find his angel in a compromising position, but they help each other out.

Warnings: humping, dirty talk, oral (f&m receiving), fingering F recieving, daddy kink, spit play. (I think thats all? just know its low key filthy)

18+

Out of all the things Harry thought he would walk into, he never expected you to be humping a stuffy while tears streamed down your face. 

He had been at work all day, long meetings and boring paperwork that slowly drained the life out of him. He loved his job sure, days like this though made him want to walk away and never come back. His bunny was sweet enough to send him encouraging texts throughout the day and figured she'd be asleep by the time he returned home. Much to his surprise, this was clearly not the case. 

She turned her head when she heard their bedroom door open but that didn’t stop her hips from moving across the stuffy that lay between her legs. 

“What's this all about bunny?” He spoke softly, moving towards the bed to grab her chin in his palm as he lightly thumbed away the tears that moved down her cheeks. 

She whined and he gave her a pointed look, she knows she has to explain herself. “Daddy it hurts so bad, I can’t h-help it.” She let out a soft sob as her clit grazed the beaded nose and he felt his heart clench a little.

“What do you mean darling, what hurts?”

“My pussy daddy, I need you to help me, please. I’ve been trying, I just can’t make it go away.” His eyes couldn’t break away from the very noticeable damp spot on her panties and how it only seemed to grow the more she grinded down. 

“Why didn’t you say something sweetheart, hm? You’ve been texting me all day.”

“I-I know how rough your day was, I d-didn’t want you to have to look after me w-when you had a lot going on and I thought I could do it myself.” Tears continued leaking out of her eyes and he tried to wipe them away with his thumbs. 

“You know I’m supposed to look after you, I love looking after you.” He pointedly looked at her after her previous statement. “Even if I had a rough day, I would love nothing more than to take care of you and your sweet little pussy.” 

She let out another cry, reaching her hands to hold the wrists that were cupping her face. She needed to feel some part of him. Already being worked up, him showing up home with an unbuttoned shirt and pants that clung to his hips wasn’t helping. She moved her hands to tug on the pants and pull them and his boxers down. His growing erection now right in your face. 

A gentle hiss left his throat as you quickly spat in your hands and began to stroke his length up and down. While still rocking your hips against the stuffy, your neck bent and you happily licked at him. He watched intensely as your tongue made its way from his base all the way to the tip before you sucked the precum that was sitting there. Letting out a gentle moan at the taste vibrated against his cock and he felt all the tension leave him.

His head falling back with a slight grunt at the way you began taking his length in your mouth and hands occupying his balls. “That's it, good girl. So sweet t’me.” At the sentence alone you grind your hips harder and took him deeper. Bobbing your head, his hands reached to pull and tug your hair back. Spit was easily drooling down his cock and pooling near his balls when you pulled back to give them some love. Moving your hand up and down his cock you licked and sucked his balls and made sure they were fully coated in your spit before taking him in your mouth again. 

“It tastes so good daddy, I missed you.” You greedily licked the tip as more of his cum dribbled out. When you took him all the way you heard him let out a loud moan at the feeling of your tight throat constricting around him. “I’m gonna cum bunny, doing so well.” His words only encouraged you to fasten your movements. Your panties felt flooded at the noises and curses especaping his mouth as he finally came and his cum filled your mouth. Your hands moved from his balls to help stroke him and milk his cock completely dry and give you everything he had to offer. “That’s it bunny, swallow daddy’s cum.” With your mouth full you happily swallowed and opened your mouth wide to show him.

He beamed as he looked at you, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip before leaning in and encapsulating your mouth with his. Your tongue greedily licked into his mouth, moaning as his lips sucked around your tongue. Your kiss was messy as you licked into each other and he stroked your neck. His hand soon reached to take your neck, squeezing it before he pulled you back away from him.

“Go lay down. Going to help your poor pussy out honey.” Your pussy ached the moment you climbed off the stuffy and towards the headboard. Your hair laying across the pillows and your thighs clenched together. Harry completely discarded his clothes that had been resting by his ankles and climbed up on the bed. His hands gripped your thighs as he pulled them apart and his eyes quickly zeroed in on the flimsy panties that were doing a poor job at covering you up.  

His hands tightly gripped your thighs as he pushed your legs up, your knees resting up by your chest. “Hold your thighs for me bunny.” You quickly complied, hands resting on the backs of your thighs as you kept your legs up in order for him to have easy access to you. 

He tsked and mockily pouted at you just from the state of your panties, the current position making your cunt almost swallow your thong. “My poor bunny. Look at the mess we got here. Waited all day for me, humped your little stuffy, and took me down your throat like a good girl. Your pussy is just aching for me, isn't it honey?” 

“Yes daddy. Needed you so bad.” You spoke as you gazed at him, his eyes still fixated on the condition of your panties. 

“I can see that. Bet it’s just waiting to be licked up.” His hands on the sides of your ass moved to grab the side of your panties, expecting him to pull them down, he did the opposite. Your panties now pulled up higher as he gazed at the way your pussy swallowed the panties, your lips now on either side. You couldn’t help but let out a whine at the friction it caused to your clit. His index finger moving to stroke your folds that were bulging against the fabric. Once he made contact with your clit you couldn’t help but speak up. 

“Daddy p-please. I’ve needed you so bad.” You whimpered out. He looked up to see your watery eyes. Who was he to deny you? He hand left and soon your panties were pulled down, a string of your juices connecting and you saw his eyes darken when he made eye contact with your bare cunt. 

“Oh bunny, look at this poor, weepy, little pussy. She's a mess f’me.” His lips pressed to your thighs as he took in a deep breath and groaned. “God you smell so fucking good. Gonna lick you up and make it all better. Doesn’t that sound nice angel?” You eagerly nodded and anticipated his next move. 

He wasted no more time, immediately diving in by licking a fat stripe up your folds, tasting your juices. You let out a sob at the feeling, what you have been waiting for all day and it felt incredible. His tongue licked up all your excitement that kept leaking, not swallowing it, but spitting it right back out on your clit and eagerly lapping at it. You couldn’t help but drop your hands from your thighs and reach for his hair. Wanting to pull and tug on it but his movements were paused as he lifted his head. 

“Nuh uh angel. You gotta hold your thighs up f’me, be a good girl.” You pouted but nevertheless moved your hands back to your thighs to keep them held up. He smiled appreciatively at you before diving back in. 

His tongue making kitten licks at your clit as the noises that left your mouth were obscene. His hands tightened on the sides of your ass as you kept wiggling, finding it hard to stay still. Harry’s tongue didn’t let up. He kept slurping at the juices coming from your weepy hole and groaned against you. 

“God baby, you’re so fucking wet,” his one hand reaching up and using to fingers to spread your pussy lips. “Juices are leaking everywhere honey, taste so good.” He licked up more of your arousal, spat it against your clit once again before his fingers took over to trace circles against you. His tongue soon prodded at your hole before he licked into it.

You couldn’t help the moans that escaped you. His lips, tongue, and fingers felt so good. Harry, appreciating the feedback, just became more eager to please you. His fingers replaced his tongue, inserting two into your pussy and his tounge connecting with your clit had your eyes rolling back. He swirled it against you, sucking on your clit as he groaned at the noises of your wet pussy and his fingers. 

“God honey, pussy’s fucking soaking for me isn’t it? Just swallowing up my fingers and leaking juices everywhere.” He looked up at you between your thighs to see you watching with your lips parted in an o shape at how incredible it felt. Both his lips and fingers parting from you, making you almost whine as the knot in your tummy was approaching its breaking point. “Want to feel you cum on my tongue bunny. Wanna taste your cum leaking out of your pretty pink pussy.” His palm came down your pussy, slapping it. His cold and thick rings leaving a stinging that was soon soothed by his tongue connecting again and lapping you up. 

You cried out, finding it more difficult than ever to keep your hands on your thighs and not tug his hair. You knew better though. Keeping some restraint, you leaned back, closing your eyes at how good it felt and how close you were. 

“Daddy, I’m g-gonna cum, can I please cum.”

“Of course you can cum baby, be a good girl and cum for me.” The combination of his slurping against your pussy, him brutally fingering you, and the lewd noises that came from both, the knot finally burst. 

You cried out, hands at last touching his hair and pulling as he licked you through your orgasm. He didn’t pull your hands away, simply letting it slide this time as you tugged his locks and scratched at his scalp. Your hips rocked into his face at the incredible high you were experiencing. He kept slurping at your pussy until he collected all your juices. 

Instead of swallowing, he simply climbed up to you before tugging your lips open and spitting it into your open mouth. He roughly pressed his lips to yours. His tongue pushed your excitement all around your mouth as you did the same to him, both of you groaning at how filthy it was. He parted from you watching you swallow your own juices and smirked. 

“Did so good for me baby. Such a fucking angel.” You smiled back at him, grabbing his shoulders to bring him in for another kiss. Parting from each other, he grabbed you to clean up.

Soon returning back to the bed from the bathroom, you both fall asleep in each other's arms, beyond tired but extremely content. 

[harrysangel23]

Undone*

A/N: Hi! first fic is here!!! first time really writing smut in general so my apologies if its horrendous. Not completely sure when I'll post again but hope this finds a reader who enjoys it ;)

Pairing: soft dom harry x sub f reader

Warnings: dry humping (if you blink you'll miss it), fingering f receiving, kinda soft degrading? (idk on that one), Brief mention of oral m receiving, dirty talk. I think that's all tbh

Summary: While watching Harry work, his angel keeps a watchful gaze on him and finds her mind drifting to sinful thoughts. After finding out what she needs, he takes good care of her.

18+ only

“Are you alright angel?”

Harry sat in his office chair, his suit crisp and sleek. While you laid on the couch only a couple feet from him. He looked good. He always looked good, but it was like you were seeing him for the first time all over again.

It hadn’t been long that you two were together, a loving relationship that bloomed only a couple months ago. Some things were still new but you didn’t mind, everyday with him was a gift. 

Being shy was one of your main qualities, despite being with him for a bit, it was hard to act assertive around Harry as he carried a sense of intimidation. You loved every bit of it though, it was hard not to when it led to a steamy life between the sheets. 

“Mhm, I’m okay, just thinking.” The response left him puzzled as the crease between his eyebrows became more noticeable. 

“Thinking about what sweetheart?”

You paused. It wasn’t easy to just spit out all the dirty thoughts you collected of him while you laid there and watched him simply work. He was, by far, too attractive to not have your mind go there. 

Your mind had been filled with how last night his stomach muscles flexed after taking him in your mouth. The moans he let slip past his perfectly pink lips every time you slid your tongue around his tip and sucked. It was ethereal how his sweaty hair clung to his forehead as he whispered how good you were to him along with a string of curses every now and then. 

As the pictures from last night flashed in your mind and embarrassment flooded you, you simply spat out something that would save you: “Just you.” 

He smiled, but you could tell he knew there was more to it. He could see your thighs clenching together. How you had a dazed look in your eyes as you spoke to him. He could even see the flush of pink that snuck up your neck, upwards to your face. 

He responded by pushing his chair out and muttering a “C’mere”. As you got up from his couch, you walked over and he patted his thigh for you to make yourself at home. 

Your thighs were placed on both sides of his as he wrapped his inked arms around you to hold you steady. His big hands laid on your waist as he held you to his view. 

“You’re cute, promise I’ll be with you in just a tick sweet thing. Just about finished up here and you’ll have my full attention.” You nodded and placed your face between his shoulder and neck, arms moved to wrap around his neck and you closed your eyes to just enjoy his presence all around you. His one hand soon moved to your back and he rubbed comforting circles, the other returning back to the computer. 

It didn’t take long for the hand on your back to join the other with the computer. Already missing the touch you whined quietly and tighten your arms around his neck as if to make up for the lost contact. 

Harry, if he heard the noise come from you, decided to ignore it while keeping his focus on the screen. 

You sighed, getting more comfortable in your position and let your thoughts drift again. Remembering how good his hands felt on your back made you think of where else they felt good. He always was so good with them, stroking through your folds, playing with your special button. You especially liked them around your throat, your own personalized necklace. You loved the feeling of his fingers being inserted in and out of you. How the veins of his hands became much more prominent as he worked them in you continuously. How strong they were when they picked you up or when he simply let them wander around your body. 

Through the enticing daydreams you’d been having, you hadn’t realized how your hips slowly began to rock down onto Harry. However, his hands grabbing your hips and halting the movements and moving you to look at him made it known. 

“What do you think you’re doing angel?”. He looked at you with his eyebrow quirked up and a knowing look on his face. Immediately the embarrassment came flooding through you all over again. Your eyes darted to your lap as your hands moved from his neck to in between your bodies. Playing with your hands suddenly seemed like the most interesting thing in the world as you let a simple shrug be your response. 

Harry sighed as he moved his hand to your face and tilted your neck up to be sure you were looking at him. 

“I asked you a question.” His eyes stared into yours as he looked at you expectantly to respond. 

“I’m sorry Harry.” Shame filled you as you tried to turn your head downwards again but his hand on your face kept you from doing so. 

“That’s not an answer angel. I asked you what you were doing.” His eyes still connected with yours. His thumb started tracing along your jawline as you built up some courage to speak. 

“I- I just was thinking about you, I didn’t mean to do that. I was just thinking of how good you make me feel, I’m sorry.” you spoke softly. His thumb paused only for a moment as you spoke to him, soon continuing its path along your jaw. His other hand reached for one of yours that was laid in your lap. He could easily notice your shameful eyes as they were casted downwards, too scared to look him in the eyes anymore. 

“Can you look at me? Want to see your pretty eyes,” You hesitantly lifted your eyes to gaze into his. He had a soft smile on his lips and was gazing at you gently. “There she is,” You couldn’t help but smile back at him. “You have nothing to be sorry for angel. If I had known you were feeling like this I could’ve taken care of you.”

“I didn’t want to interrupt you. I mean I already sort of did, but I know you said you were finishing up, I just need you.” You spoke barely above a whisper, as these things were hard to admit. You know he wouldn’t judge you, but it’s still the premise of it that fills you with embarrassment. 

“Thank you for telling me. Why don’t you go into our room hm? I’ll be there in just a moment and I can help you out, alright?”. He left a slight tap on your ass from his hand as you scrambled to climb off of him. Muttering an “okay” you made your way to the bedroom as excitement coursed through you at what was to come. 

After sitting on the bed for a couple minutes in anticipation, Harry made his way through your doorway. “Stand up for me, pet.” You made your way to him where he gently grabbed your waist, your eyes gazing at his. He slowly leaned down to press his lips to yours. You followed along without a second thought. It wasn’t rushed or messy, but slow and precise. He parted with a smack, “Such a sweet thing for me aren’t you?” you smiled and reached up to kiss him once more. His hands reached for the bottom of your shirt, pausing for your permission, as you eagerly nodded your head, it traveled up and soon was tossed over your head. Your shorts were next as he pulled them down and you lightly stepped out of them. He paused looking at you in just your bra and panties. A light pink adorned your breasts, flattering as the cups accentuated you and the thong you decided to wear was making it hard for him to think straight. “So pretty, d’you wear this just for me angel?”

You meekly nodded your head, already feeling a pool between your thighs just from how he was looking at your set. He slowly turned you around to get a look at how all of you looked in the lace. Catching how his eyes lingered on your ass. His hands soon came up and toyed with the straps of your bra. Sliding his fingers up and down between the strap and your skin gently. Moving from the straps he grazed his hands to gently cup your tits. He leaned down and began his trail of kisses from each one. His finger hooked into the cups and pulled them down as he took a step back just to admire. His thumb came up and gently brushed over your nipple and you immediately let out a barely-audible gasp. You saw the smirk that crossed his face before he leaned down and took the same nipple into his mouth while still grazing the other one. You felt his tongue swirl around before he switched to the other. Gently nipping at it, he began to pull back before reaching his hand back to unclasp the bra. He slid the straps from around your arms and tossed it to the floor before continuing his work. Pinching your nipple while sucking on the other nearly had you done for. Your hands reached for his hair as you tugged harder on the strands when he sucked noticeably harder. A light groan soon was felt against your skin as he pulled back and began dropping to his knees. Leaving a strand of kisses, his hands that once were on your breasts left to toy with the sides of your panties. His kisses soon reached right above the top of the thong as he leaned back. He soon noticed the clear darkened spot right where you needed him most and a smirk crossed his face again.  

“It looks like you needed me didn’t you, poor thing.” He mocked a sympathetic frown as you began to whimper and clench your thighs together. He tutted at you as he pressed to move them back apart. He began to tug the thong down slowly, noticing how it clung to your pussy and your strings of excitement followed and the panties made their way past your thighs and down your legs. They soon joined the rest of your clothes in a pile and he made his way to stand back up. Confusion crossed your face but soon disappeared after he grabbed your hand and led you to the large mirror leaning against the wall in the room. He pulled you with him as he sat down, his legs bent and spread as he sat you between them pulled your legs across his spread thighs, leaving you completely open to him. You watched in the mirror as he caressed his hands all over you, except where you were anticipating him the most. He kissed your neck slowly and made his way to your shoulders before lifting his head and meeting your gaze in the mirror. “You look so pretty puppy. Look at you all spread and open for me.”

You whimpered, beginning to lose patience as his hands slid up and down your thighs. You could see and feel your wetness begin to pool and leak down you. As you began to get desperate you worked up the courage to speak up.

“Please daddy, I really need you.” your widened eyes still looking at him in the mirror.

“Oh, I’m daddy now, hm?” He looked at you expectantly as he wanted for a response and you whined once again. “I can’t do anything if you don’t tell me what you want, whining won’t get you anywhere with me angel, speak up.”

“I want you to touch me.”

“I am touching you baby.” he made the point as he slid his hands from your thighs and traced up to your breasts and he squeezed them in his palms. 

“N-no not there.” You whimpered. 

“Oh? Where am I supposed to touch you then?” You felt your wetness leak down to your ass as you meekly answered him. 

“My pussy daddy.” He gave you his signature smirk and kissed your cheek. 

“That’s my good girl. Knew you could do it.” His hands reached to gather yours and tugged them to be behind your back as his left hand held them together at the wrist. His right hand slowly moved from your breast where you told him you needed it. His fingers easily slid through your folds and he began to tsk at you. “Poor baby, look at the mess you made. Your poor pussy is leaking everywhere.” You nodded sadly in response and gazed as his slender, inked hand moved up and down. “It just needs some attention doesn’t it? This poor button needs touched too, I bet.” His fingers that collected the wetness slowly slid up and circled your clit. He made sure to continue his wet kisses to your neck and slow circles around your clit. “Look at yourself, making a mess when I hardly touched you, so worked up just thinking about me. Your poor cunt all puffy and needy for daddy isn’t it.” You moaned softly at how just his words were turning you on. Watching in the mirror as he sped up his fingers on your clit and beginning to get more desperate. 

“Please daddy I need your fingers so bad.” You gasped out, finding it hard to focus as his fingers were teasing you just from playing with your clit. 

“Since you asked so nicely puppy,” He soon halted the movements on your clit as his fingers went to collect more of the wetness that leaked before pushing into you. Your legs tensed up around him feeling the need to close them at how good it already felt. “Nuh uh, keep those relaxed, you wanted this, remember?” His hand left your pussy to deliver a light slap on your thigh as you let out another moan. 

“M’ sorry daddy.” You whispered and began to relax your legs again as he moved to insert his fingers again. 

“It’s okay pup, just relax, let daddy make you feel good.” He slowly inserted another and began to pick up the pace. The noise of how wet you were along with his fingers moving in and out of you would’ve made you blush if not for how good it felt. His fingers curled as he continued his work and it nearly made you double over. His fingers reaching a spot you never could with your own making the knot in your stomach approach quickly. “That the spot baby? Hm? Does that feel good in your tight little pussy?”

“Y-yes daddy, feels so good.” He smirked and began to pick up the pace making you watch with wide eyes. The knot growing bigger as he kept working his fingers through you and it felt incredible. He soon released the hand he had on your wrists and let it collect the juices spilling out around his fingers. He reached up and held them by your mouth, his eyes still looking at yours in the mirror, “Open your mouth.” with your jaw slack, he placed his fingers on your tongue and you greedily lapped at them. Bringing your hand up to hold his wrist to your mouth you sucked on his fingers making them covered in your spit. A string connected from your lips to his fingertips as he pulled them out and moved to circle your clit. 

With the combination of his fingers circling you and the other hand still working its way into you it didn’t take long for you to reach a high point. 

“Daddy,” you whimpered out, “I-I’m going to cum.” As if instinct, Harry sped his fingers working inside of you, curling and making you cry out. His fingers on your clit didn’t let up. 

“Go on and cum for me puppy, you look so pretty when you come undone. Want to feel this cunt squeezin’ my fingers.” Your moans were hard to control at this point as you felt yourself get closer and closer to the breaking point. Watching his hands that you were fantasizing about only an hour prior continuously working into your pussy had you speechless. His biceps flexing as he worked to make you reach your climax had you wanting to turn and take a bite. 

As you heard how loud your juices and his fingers were filling the room it only made you more  excited. 

“C’mon baby go ahead and cum for me. Your pretty pussy is soaking my fingers just wanting you to come undone for me puppy.” His words rang through your ears as you reached the tipping point. The knot in your stomach had come undone and you moaned out as you squeezed his fingers, finally cumming. “That’s it, good girl, good fucking girl for me.” His fingers slowly went in and out, the others circling slowly to help work you through your high as you panted heavily. He left kisses on the side of your face, continuing down to your neck. 

“Thank you daddy, feels so good.” you whisper as he slowly pulls his hands away from you and reaches to turn you towards him. He holds your face to connect his lips with yours. Messily kissing him back you don’t bother pulling away even when your lungs are begging you to. 

“You’re welcome angel, did so good for me.” He left chaste kisses from your lips, your cheeks, and all over your face to show his appreciation. “Let's get you all cleaned up and in bed, hm?” You nodded, taking his hand as he stood, shakily making your way to the shared bathroom to clean up. 

He walked to the closet grabbing you a new pair of panties and a T-shirt to slip into before stripping himself down to his boxers. You walk to the bed ready to lay in his arms and fall asleep. As you get settled you turn to him and notice the tent in his boxers. Biting your lip, your hand travels down his chest to the waistband before his own hand grabs yours, halting the movement. 

“No baby, was just about you tonight.”

“Are you sure Harry? I promise I’m happy to help.” You shyly smile at him as he returns the same look. 

“I promise, I just wanted to make you feel good, don’t worry about me. You can always make it up to me when you feel like it.” You smile and press a quick kiss to his lips as your way of acceptance. He grabs you to lay over his chest, legs tangling as you listen to his heartbeat while lazily drawing the outlines of his tattoos. “Goodnight sweet girl.” 

“Goodnight H, thank you for tonight.” You say as you press kisses to his chest.

“Of course, I’ll see you in the morning and we can make your favorite for breakfast.”

You smile against him where you lay, feeling more lucky than ever as you shut your eyes, anticipating the new day you’ll get to experience with him tomorrow.  

[harrysangel23]

New Writer

Hi guys! I'm just testing out how the layout and everything will look since I've decided to start writing some fics in my free time!

First time experience for me, as someone who has read fics for years I hope its enjoyable for those interested!

Still working out the logistics of Tumblr but I promise I'll get around to figuring it out more:)

[harrysangel23]

you’re someone i just want around masterlist

a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages.

a @sunflowervolvimp3​​ and @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy​​ collaboration

fic trailer : character cards : ysijwa playlist I : ysijwa playlist II : ysijwa tag : on wattpad : on ao3 : nsfw alphabet 

I: one in a million, my lucky strike

Harry hates clubs.

In his two hundred years of life, through many trials and tribulations, through tricky scenarios and annoying encounters, through thousands of unappealing circumstances and patience-testing events, he doesn’t think anything quite compares to the crowded, nerve-wracking experience that is a Los Angeles club on a Friday night during peak hours.

According to his wise, humble opinion, it’s absolutely fucking petrifiying. He’d rather swallow a stake than have to spend hours in a dimly lit room with synthetic smoke choking his lungs, half-conscious humans stumbling around into him, and the stench of sweaty bodies mixed with liquor fumes, alongside the faint yet unmistakable waft of vomit.

Yeah, Harry would definitely rather eat a red oak spear than have to shoulder that.

Keep reading

[harrysangel23]

you’re someone i just want around masterlist

a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages.

a @sunflowervolvimp3​​ and @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy​​ collaboration

fic trailer : character cards : ysijwa playlist I : ysijwa playlist II : ysijwa tag : on wattpad : on ao3 : nsfw alphabet 

I: one in a million, my lucky strike

Harry hates clubs.

In his two hundred years of life, through many trials and tribulations, through tricky scenarios and annoying encounters, through thousands of unappealing circumstances and patience-testing events, he doesn’t think anything quite compares to the crowded, nerve-wracking experience that is a Los Angeles club on a Friday night during peak hours.

According to his wise, humble opinion, it’s absolutely fucking petrifiying. He’d rather swallow a stake than have to spend hours in a dimly lit room with synthetic smoke choking his lungs, half-conscious humans stumbling around into him, and the stench of sweaty bodies mixed with liquor fumes, alongside the faint yet unmistakable waft of vomit.

Yeah, Harry would definitely rather eat a red oak spear than have to shoulder that.

Keep reading

[harrysangel23]

you’re someone i just want around masterlist

a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages.

a @sunflowervolvimp3​​ and @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy​​ collaboration

fic trailer : character cards : ysijwa playlist I : ysijwa playlist II : ysijwa tag : on wattpad : on ao3 : nsfw alphabet 

I: one in a million, my lucky strike

Harry hates clubs.

In his two hundred years of life, through many trials and tribulations, through tricky scenarios and annoying encounters, through thousands of unappealing circumstances and patience-testing events, he doesn’t think anything quite compares to the crowded, nerve-wracking experience that is a Los Angeles club on a Friday night during peak hours.

According to his wise, humble opinion, it’s absolutely fucking petrifiying. He’d rather swallow a stake than have to spend hours in a dimly lit room with synthetic smoke choking his lungs, half-conscious humans stumbling around into him, and the stench of sweaty bodies mixed with liquor fumes, alongside the faint yet unmistakable waft of vomit.

Yeah, Harry would definitely rather eat a red oak spear than have to shoulder that.

Keep reading

[harrysangel23]

my stories

so I remodeled this list and now the stories close to the top are my newer and better ones while the ones further towards the bottom are my older stories - feel free to read as you like, the order is quite messed up to be honest. I hope you enjoy them anyway.

the vanishing of us

they didn’t realize their relationship isn’t what it was

dancing with a stranger

she tries to find a distraction in somebody else after he has, too.

dancing with a stranger - pt2

he can’t fathom how he feels without her.

a hint of yoghurt

she’s reluctant to forgive him for forgetting about her while he was spending time with an ex.

moments after

intimacy

spoken in whispers

a quiet moment together.

our bruised souls

he does something he didn’t thought himself capable of.

warm affection

there’s nothing like being in love with each other

salted wounds

Harry is hurt and in need of a good friend, which she is.

salted wounds - pt2

H misunderstood something she said, but they might be okay.

she might be right

she might just be the girl for him, he might just be the guy for her, and it seems as though his mother knows that, too.

unwelcome hands

they meet when she is stuck in an uncomfortable situation.

your mouth and mine

H and the girl spend some lovely moments kissing each other.

not quite honest

he’s with her now, after he hadn’t intended to be.

unscripted - part1 

how to feel when the man of your heart is talking about one night stands.

unscripted - part2

how to feel when the man of your heart might have had a one night stand.

in need for more

she wants to stay after sex.

a good guy

he receives a very unwelcome call at night.

smelly pillows

H smells a familiar perfume on her pillow.

lovers.

all that’s important is being there.

not much of a surprise

she has something to tell him.

afraid of march

when one month can scare two people.

golden slumbers

life isn’t fair.

won her over

he wins her over.

cheese toasties

when she wakes up, H isn’t there.

absolutely infatuated

H loves taking pictures of her.

crossroads

He betrays his wife.

favorite means first

H doesn’t know how to feel when she mentions somebody else.

committed to you

they reassure each other.

screaming contest in schweizerdeutsch

H forgets she’s bilingual.

drops and cheeks

she panics and he didn’t expect it.

not together together

they’re not a couple, but kinda act like one.

woman.

she wants him to say it.

everything for you.

she makes his home a home.

overstepping a line.

he is kissed without consent.

behind closed doors

they’re together, but only when the door is shut.

locked doors and broken hearts

they argue, they try to make up.

tangled up 

how are you supposed to feel when H seems to not be serious. - first story with no specific gender for the main lead.

common ground

when there is love, there is a common ground.

ahead is my older stuff. not saying it’s bad. it’s just old. (er).

Teardrops and a Mug of Tea

You’re Harry’s rebound.

Regrets and a happy Smile - ( kind of a Part2 to Teardrops and a Mug of Tea )

Harry’s heart hurts when he realized how big of a mistake leaving Y/N was.

Need for Breath and finding Each Other - ( kind of a Part3 to Teardrops and a Mug of Tea )

… Cheating Series:

He has Someone Else

Harry’s girlfriend is confronted with the knowledge that he’s cheating on her and has no choice but to deal with the consequences.

He’s with Me - (kind of a Part2 to He has Someone Else)

Harry cheated on his girlfriend and now has to deal with her having left him for it.

How could I be sure? - ( kind of a Part3 to He has Someone Else )

Harry cheated on his girlfriend but finds it hard to let her go.

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This could be Our Thing

Harry and his lovely girlfriend decide to have a little bake competition

Don’t want You to Hate Me

When Y/N awakes in a hospital, she has no idea what could have possibly happened to her and that Harry thinks telling her would make her hate him, doesn’t exactly help either.

Enchanted by Her

Harry simply cannot look away when he sees her whispering along to Pink Floyd.

You Never Disappoint

Inexperienced Y/N wants Harry to finally introduce her to a more intimate level of their relationship.

A Little Bit of Jealousy

Hardly anything upsets Y/N as much as when her Harry is being hit on.

Ordinary Things

Harry can’t make time for simple things.

No

Harry wants to have sex and Y/N… doesn’t.

Party Monster

Harry is left with taking care of his ex girlfriend, Y/N, after she’d had a drink that was a little too heavy.

You’re My Favorite

What to get to the man who has everything?

Unwanted Attention

Harry has this one friend who loves hitting on Y/N.

Search for Loneliness

Harry breaks Y/N’s heart.

Search for Loneliness - Part2

Harry broke Y/N’s heart but how come he misses her now?

Needing Comfort

Harry and Y/N have been fighting for days. On day four, Y/N starts to cry.

Sick of Losing You

Harry and Y/N lost each other when he found someone else.

Look at Me

Y/N can’t understand why H never looks at her.

No Need to Worry

H is grumpy and jealous but Y/N knows how to cheer him up.

Still in Love

H and Y/N used to have a bond until they cut each other out of their lives.

Words Aint Enough

Y/N never asked him to commit himself to her, but when Harry flirts with someone else it breaks her heart.

Only You

Y/N cries over having seen Harry kiss someone else and he tries his best to comfort his friend.

Driving Lessons

Harry is convinced he has to teach Y/N how to drive.

No more Crying

It’s after an argument that Y/N realizes she cannot take it anymore.

What We once were

Y/N is in love with Harry and doesn’t understand why he cuts her off.

A Tenderness They don’t Understand

Harry and Y/N are utterly in love with each other.

Why are You like this?

Y/N feels overwhelmed and doesn’t know how to let her Harry know.

Ambiguous Love

Jealous Harry rather leads Y/N on than sharing her with somebody else.

Cold on Your Fingertips

Y/N can’t feel her heart beat anymore.

Warmth on Their Fingertips ( Part2 to ‘Cold on Your Fingertips. )

H tries to win Y/N over.

Guess He’s really into Her, Mate

Harry really likes Y/N and is surprised when his friend is less supportive.

Reminder

Harry doesn’t hesitate to reassure Y/N of his loyalty to her.

Reversed Roles

H and her have lost their minds.

Pretty Close

H is pretty damn sure that Y/N is in love with him.

I’m happy for You

Dinner is really hard to enjoy when Y/N notices her ex, Harry, is on a date.

Drunk & in Love

Drunk Y/N can get very, very, smitten with Harry.

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Christmas Harry - my blogmas Masterlist.

a collection of festive themed stories.

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Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 1

Harry is urged to get back into the spotlight by staging a make out session with Kendall Jenner. His girlfriend isn’t too happy about that.

Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 2

Follow up to Choosing the wrong priorities part 1.

Choosing the wrong priorities part 3

Follow up to Choosing the wrong priorities part 2.

It never faded

You and Harry had a messy break up and after suffering a terrible heartache you’re ready to move on. That’s until he shows up at your door in the middle of the night.

Overhearing a confession

This is a One Shot about Harry being your best friend and falling asleep on top of you. Unfortunately, that’s the exact time your friend decides to talk about how obvious it is that you have feelings for each other.

A Difference between Like and Love

Harry and you are best friends stuck in the awkward transition between being friends and lovers.

On a scale from one to ten

Harry is caught up in his job and his girlfriend is fed up with it so they make a deal to put away their phones for the weekend and to spend some quality time together.

Admitting it

You’re Harry’s best friend who happens to be hopelessly in love with him. He doesn’t know, though and is dating Kendall Jenner. Until he shows up at your door.

A threatening Kiss

You and Harry are arguing after pictures of him making out with a girl are published online. He claims he’s innocent, but fed up and hurt you make him sleep at a hotel for the night.

A half full Coffee Mug

Requested AU imagine; In this one shot, Y/N is CEO Harry’s new assistant, whom he really likes to poke fun at. That is, until one evening on which Y/N has finally had enough.

From Friendship to more

Harry and Y/N are close friends and have a rather serious conversation at a mutual friend’s party.

You gave up on us

This is a one shot about Harry and his girlfriend talking and crying about how their relationship has developed and changed.

You gave up on us - Part 2

Follow up to ‘You gave up on us’ part one.

Settled Down

Harry entrusts Y/N with the first draft of the ‘Another Man’ article, in which he happens to talk about her as well.

Anger

Y/N loves Harry to pieces, however, not when he switches from being the nicest man to the complete opposite whenever he’s angry.

New Love

Harry is quite new at dating and though unsure how to behave around her, he knows he’s already in love.

A Duet sung by Himself

Harry takes his time for many people, however, not for his girlfriend.

A Duet sung by Himself - Part 2

Follow up to ‘A Duet sung by Himself’.

Ex-Girlfriend Troubles

Harry and Y/N’s Skype call is interrupted by no one other than his ex, Kendall Jenner.

There’s an Intruder in her Home

When Harry enters his girlfriend’s apartment, he’s quick to discover she has an uninvited guest.

The Styles Christmas Celebrations Routine

Harry and Y/N are a newly wed couple and disagree on when it’s time to open the christmas presents.

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Links to all my Harry Styles Fanfic Recs

Just to make it easier!! 

This is now officially too long lol

My inbox and asks are always open for those who want to ask for fanfic recs or even just to talk.  

Please look through ALL 3 of my rec masterlists before you request a rec list! Thank you xxoo

LIST 2 and LIST 3 - For More!

PSA and IMPORTANT

MY faves

6th Member of 1D recs

Age Gap Recs

Angst Recs + Angst with happy endings + Reader/Harry dies

au recs (Alpha, Dealer, Mob/Mafia, Boxer, CEO, Pornstar, Vampire, Werewolf and other au’s)

Bad Boy recs

Bi Reader and Bi Harry recs

Breeding Kink recs

Brothers Best Friend/ Best Friends Brother recs

Cam Girl/Boy + Strip Club/Stripper Y/n recs

(Harry) Cheats with Yn/reader

Chef/Cook Harry + Detective/police/cop recs

Chronic Illness + Reader has ADHD recs

Dad + Husband Harry recs and Single dad/mom recs

Frat (boy) Harry!

Friends to Lovers

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TO LOVE AND BE LOVED - Part Two (Harry Styles)

a/n: you guys thank you so much for all the love you’ve showed part one!! 🥺 im so happy you like the story! i wanted to post part two a little later, in the weekend but i got so happy for all the reactions that i decided to move it earlier so here it is! i’ll try to update soon, the longest it will take is one week probably. im working on my thesis and have a lot of school work so please be patient with me! feedback is very much welcomed, as always, your reactions and comments mean so much to me!!

pairing: CEO!Dad!Harry X Reader

warning: mentions of death, cheating and divorce

word count: 10.4k

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Pulling Izzy out of daycare dramatically lessened the amount of time she could spend with her friends, so the situation needs extra attention on her socializing. You’ve been trying to take her to the park as much as possible so she could meet with kids her age and Harry has been arranging a lot of playdates for her with her friends from daycare.

When you come back from meeting your brother for lunch on a Sunday, you are greeted with not two, but eight little feet running around the living room, many of Izzy’s toys have been brought downstairs and the coffee table is filled with fruits, snacks and drinks for the kids. You know the two little guests, it’s Yara and Zac, the three of them were like a little gang back when Izzy was attending daycare. Yara’s moms and Zac’s mom are sitting on the terrace, letting the kids roam around freely, Harry is in the kitchen preparing some sandwiches for the guests when you arrive back.

“Hi, do you need help with anything?” you ask, catching his attention.

“Oh, hi! No I’m fine, thank you. How was lunch with your brother?”

“Great,” you smile at him before leaving him to do whatever he has to do.

“Miss Y/N!” Yara greets you, waving in your way while munching on an apple slice.

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SUB/DOM (ʜᴀʀʀʏ sᴛʏʟᴇs ғɪᴄs)

Sub!Harry

Control - @harrywritingsbyme

➪ sub harry wanting desperately to fuck you

My Stress Reliever - @goldencherryhazz

➪ it’s the night before the Grammys, and harry is a little stressed

A Needy Boy - @goldengalore

➪ harry comes home after a long, tiring day of promo and y/n takes care of him

Out In The Heartland - @meetmymouth

➪ it’s harry’s birthday and you have a very special gift for him

Baby, You’ve Got Me Tied Down - @crisptrepidation-vol6

➪ harry teases you so you get your own back

Splinters In My Knuckles - @stylesmessiah

➪ “if you want me so bad...crawl over here”

Jasmine - @ch3rrybabyhon3y

➪ the one where there’s a surprise

Dom!Harry

Too Much - @permanentcross

➪ harry ties you up and teases you with ice before going down on you

Love Me Harder - @shelbyco-ltd

➪ y/n gets invited to Harry’s beauty papers shoot and gets turned on

Tease - @itsnsfwalways

➪ where y/n has a little too much fun teasing harry on the dance floor

Cloudy - @thorfemmes

➪ in which harry hates summer storms, but she loves them

Bad Behaviour - @floral-suits

➪ y/n isn’t doing as he’s told

Dirty, Sweet, And You’re My Girl - @pingutats

➪ the sitcom you’re watching with harry isn’t that funny, and you just really need him to take care of you tonight

On Your Knees - @earthlyholland

➪ after being away for so long, you decide to test harry’s patience while he’s in a virtual business meeting

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TO LOVE AND BE LOVED - Part One (Harry Styles)

a/n: oh my god i am sooo thankful for the love the masterlist got with just so little info about the story! it means so much to me and i really hope i won’t disappoint you with this story! i was planning to post the first part on tuesday but i got excited bc of all the feedback and reactions and decided to start earlier, so here it is, part one of TLABL, a story im kind of proud of and very happy to share! please drop by my ask box or leave your thoughts on the story, i would love to hear everything from you guys!

pairing: CEO!Dad!Harry X Reader

warning: mentions of death, cheating and divorce

word count: 11.2k

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“I hope you realize this holds nothing against you, we all love and appreciate you and your work, but we had to face some unexpected problems this past year.”

You sit in front of Claire, your boss completely dumbfounded, not even comprehending what she is saying completely. You came to work this morning absolutely oblivious that today is going to be your last day of work at the daycare you’ve been working at for over two years now.

“I’m sorry, but last time you let us in on the budget you didn’t bring up any complication that might have indicated someone could lose their job, so what possible problem could have come up so abruptly?” you ask with a shocked and nervous chuckle. Part of you kind of hopes this is just some stupid joke she is playing on you, but Claire is not one to make games out of such serious things. Letting out a tired sigh she pushes her reading glasses up to the top of her head into her carefully curled hair.

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word count: 46.5k | warnings: explicit language, sexual content, concept of virginity, family problems, lies, old slang etc.

a/n: @havethetimeofyourstyles jill this is to celebrate your incredible talent! and a huge thank you for every single one that’s supporting me <3 </p>

summary: someday in the 1980s - the charming man in town that always visits the new girl at the roller rink, wants to win over her heart but as YN’s friends help her set a stupid idea into her head, she gets herself into a huge mess.

inspiration | askbox | playlist

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Tastes Like Strawberries - Harry Styles

a/n: oh this one is a long boi and might not be the end??? i’ve been working on this fic for days and i have an idea for a possible second part, but i wrote this one so it has a fulfilling ending so it can stand as a oneshot as well! i barely just started working on the sequel, we’ll se how it’ll turn out, maybe it goes to shit lmao but whatever, it’s still a nice and whole story without a second part! this is my V-day gift to you all, have this nice professor!harry fic as if it was a box of chocolate! 🍓 🍫 🍬

special thanks to @pastequeharry​ who put up with my constant rambling and whining while i was writing this, you are a hero, his is dedicated to you!!

pairing: professor!Harry x Reader

warning: sexual content, abusing relationship, it’s got smut, angst, lot’s of banter and all that jazz!

word count: 21.4k

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There’s just a handful of things to know about Professor Harry Styles and that’s because of one of those very few known facts, the first one being that he is a highly private person. He rarely talks about himself or any aspects of his life, he always makes sure to keep it as professional as possible whenever he is teaching.

Second, he is easily the smartest professor to ever walk on campus, but he doesn’t like to brag about it. You never catch him showing off how much he knows, how big of a genius he is, you’ll just start to realize from the way he teaches and approaches certain topics, how he interacts with others and tries to pass his knowledge down to his students. He is brilliant and he should have all the credits for it, yet he still chooses to keep it to himself.

Third, and it’s the most well-known fact because to see this you just need to have a pair of eyes, he is undeniably the most handsome man to ever teach or if you’re being more precise, walk the hallways of the university. No football crazy, alcoholic fratboy or dreamy looking indie guy from the library can live up to what Professor Harry Styles is. With a face clearly carved by the angels, a nicely built but not too muscular frame, and occasionally displayed tattooed arm that makes you wonder what other artworks his stylish outfits are hiding, there’s no man like him and every female on campus agrees with that.

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