harrywavycurly

[harrywavycurly]

Delicate: Temporary

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CW: language, smut (oral m and f reviving, masturbating, unprotected sex and fingering), explicit dirty talk (Harry is a freak for his bestie we already know), size kink and a small dash of angst.

A/N: Sorry in advance but just remember there is still one part left and thank you all so much for the love on this little mini series, yall are the best and I hope you enjoy!!🌟

Word Count: 9.7K

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Summary: Harry goes out of town for a week and things start to feel different🌟

“Fuck fuck-shit.” Harry pants as his grip in your hair tightens, hips bucking causing the tip of his cock to nudge the back of your throat. Your hand firmly wrapped around what you can’t fit in your mouth as you moan around his thick shaft. “That’s it muffin-shit yes just like that-oh fuck.”

He looks down at you on your knees while he’s standing near the foot of your bed, having surprised him by tugging his jeans to his ankles and wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock after coming home from taking you out for a nice dinner that included flowers and a little gift when he came to your door to pick you up. Your eyes are watery and you have drool dribbling down your chin as you hold his hip with the hand that’s not wrapped around his thick shaft and right now to Harry you look like an actual dream, not that he’d ever admit he’s dreamt about fucking his cock down your throat before. When he feels you moan around him as your hand slides off his hip he lets out a few deep groans but when he glances back down at you that’s when he notices your hand has disappeared under your skirt.

“Hands muffin.” His voice is that mixture of stern and gentle that would have your panties soaked, if you were wearing any as you remove your hand and place it back on Harry’s hip just as he thrusts his cock deeper down your throat making you gag just a bit before pulling off him to catch your breath. “I’ll take care of you don’t worry.” He gives you a smile as his hand that’s not in your hair reaches down and wipes some of the drool off your chin. “Just let me fuck this pretty little mouth first okay?”

“Okay.” You say breathlessly before you swipe your tongue over his leaking tip making his eyes snap shut and a deep moan to slip past his lips.

“Feels so fucking good.” He lets out a groan as you take him as deep as you can, his hand in your hair keeping you still so he can pull his cock out so just his tip is wrapped around your plush lips before he pushes it back in with a gentle thrust of his hips. “Fuck muffin gonna come-fuck fuck.” His hips give a few harsh thrusts making him hit the back of your throat, your low moans vibrating against his shaft make him let out a choked moan of your name as his hips still and he’s shooting his warm load down your throat. The moan you let out around his cock has his eyes rolling back as your mouth and hand work him through his orgasm until he’s gently pulling you off by the loose grip he has in your hair.

“Such a messy little muffin.” He coos as his hands cup your face, wiping the few tears off your cheeks with his thumbs. “Did so good.” He praises you with a smile as his hands slide down to the side of your neck. “Always make me feel so good so now it’s your turn.” He watches your lips curve upward as he takes a step back, effectively kicking his jeans and boxers off before helping you up off your knees.

“What do you want hmm?” He asks as his hands land at the waistband of your skirt. “Want to fuck my fingers until you’re a soaking wet mess that I’ll just clean up with my tongue?” You’re practically shaking with a deep rooted need for the man that’s staring at you like he wants to devour you as he unzips your skirt letting it drop to your feet. “Fuck you’re so pretty.” He says with a deep sigh as his eyes roam over your body, his lips press against yours in a hungry kiss as his hands roughly grip your hips.

“Need you.” You whine when he pulls away and spins you around so your back is against his chest. “Please Harry.” The way your voice turns all soft with a slight whininess to it when you beg for him to touch you has quickly become one of Harry’s favorite sounds.

“I know what you need muffin don’t worry.” He leans down and places his lips on your neck as he urges you to take the few steps forwards to your bed. “Gonna take care of you.” He promises as he places his hands on your hips as you lean forward on your knees so your face is pressed against your soft sheets and your ass is up towards him.

“Oh muffin you’re a mess.” You let out a whine as he slides his hands over your ass, your glistening pussy on display for him as he steadies himself behind you on his knees. “You liked having my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours didn’t you? Fuck-you’re practically dripping.” You just moan and nod your head in response as he teases your soaked entrance with his middle finger while his thumb finds your swollen bundle of nerves. “Shit you’re already squeezing around me and it’s just the first one.” He has to close his eyes for a moment as your warm wet walls clench around his middle finger, sending a shot of arousal straight to his cock.

“M-more Harry-oh please please.” Your words are muffled by your sheets but Harry knows what you need, he always seems to know what you need especially when it comes to your body, ever since he started paying your rent and buying you random gifts almost a month ago, he’s come to be very familiar with your moans and whines and what exactly they mean.

“There you go.” He adds two more fingers into your wetness, thrusting them into you at a pace that has you pressing back to meet his slow thrusts, feeling a very familiar pool of pleasure already starting to build low in your belly. “That’s it muffin feel how full you get when you fuck my fingers? Just think how you’ll feel when you finally get my cock tucked inside your tight little cunt-fuck it’s gonna feel so good.” Your eyes roll back and your hands grip your sheets at his filthy words as Harry reaches up to hold onto one of your hips as his thumb increases its pressure on your clit making you shudder and clench around him.

“Faster-oh oh god.” He takes your request and quickens his pace making your room be filled with the wet sounds of you fucking yourself on his fingers, pressing yourself back against his hand until the heal of his palm is tucked against you, the cool metal of the rings on his fingers a pleasant sensation as they disappear inside you.

“Oh that’s the spot isn’t it muffin-fuck you’re squeezing so tight just let go-that’s it make a mess all over my hand.” Your orgasm hits you hard and quickly making your hips press down on his hand in a sloppy but determined pace, his fingers curving inside you to hit that spot that has you seeing stars as you clench around him as you soak his fingers and his hand. “God I love how messy you are.” He moans as he looks down and watches your arousal drip down the back of your thighs when he slides his fingers out of you.

“Harry want-want your mouth.” He can’t help but grin as you pant out what you want from him, and Harry hasn’t ever enjoyed telling you no so he happily leans over and kisses your back over your top before he grabs your hips to help scoot you down the bed so he can stand at the end of it, your ass still up and your dripping center waiting for him to dive his tongue into.

“Got one more for me muffin?” He teases as he grips your hips before leaning in and licking up your soaked folds to your swollen clit, giving it a flick with his tongue.

“Harry!” You cry out his name when he shoves his tongue into your wet pussy, swirling it around while his hands slide down grabbing and kneading the soft flesh of your ass.

“I could lick your sweet pussy all day and never get enough of it.” His breath is hot against your center as he lets out a groan of pleasure when he slips his tongue back inside and starts licking you up and down, he drops a hand down to wrap around his hardening cock giving himself a few slow pumps not wanting to get too close until he feels you soaking his tongue and his chin.

“Oh god oh god oh-oh god.” Your body shudders as your hips grind down onto his tongue, a wave of pleasure crashing down on you like a tidal wave. “Harry harry-oh god Harry.” You would normally feel slightly embarrassed by how whiny and loud you’re chanting his name but Harry has a way of making you forget about anything other than how good you feel as you chase your second release of the evening. You works your hips to meet the rhythm of his tongue as he fucks it into you desperate to have you come undone on his tongue.

You let out a loud cry as you climax, not as intense as the first one but still strong enough to leave you breathless and your mind in a blissful haze, he laps up your release with his tongue. His low moan vibrating against your core making you grip the sheets so tight your knuckles turn white as Harry helps you ride it out with slow licks and a firm grip on your ass.

“So good-you taste so good.” He mumbles as he gives your center one last swipe with his tongue before he soothingly rubs his hands over your hips and down the side of your thighs. “Roll over for me muffin I wanna see that pretty face.” He helps you roll onto your back, he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly as you try to catch your breath. “There she is.” He says with a smile as you spread your legs for him to stand between.

“I’m gonna miss you.” You say softly as you reach your hands up to grab at Harry’s face. “Are you gonna miss me?” You ask as Harry leans over you so he can playfully bump your nose with his before capturing your lips in a kiss that starts off sweet and gentle but then as he reaches down and grips your knee so he can hike your leg over his hip, it turns heated and desperate as he rolls his hips into you letting you feel his hard cock pressed against your wet pussy. His tongue slips past your lips as your hands tangle in his hair as your legs wrap around him trying to pull him in closer letting the tip of his cock poke at your entrance.

“You know-fuck- I’m gonna miss you.” He says between pants when he pulls away from your kiss swollen lips. “Jesus Christ muffin you’re gonna kill me.” You let out a filthy moan when Harry grips his shaft and drags the leaky tip of his cock up and down your pussy lips.

“Please give it to me.” You beg as he pumps himself a few times, letting you feel his tip throb against you making your back arch and your pussy clench around nothing. “Want your cock Harry please.”

“Muffin.” He drags your petname out as he tries to keep himself from spilling all over your pretty cunt with how much you’re begging for him to fuck his cock into you. “Not tonight-when I get back you can have my cock okay? I’ll give it to you as many times as you want.” He tells you making your eyes get watery and a pout to take over your face causing Harry to let out a soft sigh.

“Please-just-just the tip? I can handle that.” You try to negotiate as Harry ruts his hips up against you letting his shaft rub against your sensitive clit earning him a moan.

“I know you better than that muffin.” He says with a deep groan as he gives himself a slow teasing pump with his hand. “You’ll want more than just the tip and you’re already worn out-don’t want the first time you feel my thick cock being stuffed inside your tight pussy to be when you’re half asleep.” He explains as he continues to give his cock slow strokes.

“Please Harry.” It’s the way you say his name that has him cursing under his breath and closing his eyes trying to stop himself from just pushing into you and fucking you into the mattress until you’re a withering mess underneath him. But he knows by the way your eyes are hooded and your cheeks are flushed with a dusting of light pink your legs are still shaking as they squeeze around his hips that you’re still not fully recovered from the two orgasms he just worked out of you with his fingers and his tongue.

“Don’t be greedy muffin.” He tells you as he leans over, pushing your top up so he can place open mouthed kisses to your chest. “Got my fingers and my tongue tonight-you’ll get my cock when I get back in a week- I promise you won’t even have to beg me for it.” His voice is gentle and soothing but with a hint of an edge to it that tells you he’s not going to give in, you just let out a breathy sigh making him smile against your skin before he drags his tongue over and around your nipple.

“Want you to come again.” You say with a soft gasp when Harry gently nips and sucks at your nipple. “Can feel how hard you are.” Your back arches as your hands tangle themselves in Harry’s hair when he moves over to your other breast while he slides his leaking tip up and down the front of your pussy.

“It’s all because of you.” He mumbles against the soft skin of your chest. “Gonna come all over this pretty pussy.” He says with a moan as he begins to give his shaft more firm and quick strokes, his hips jerking as he fucks his cock into his hand. He feels your hands give his hair a harsh tug making him groan in pleasure as his orgasm hits him.

“It’s all mine isn’t it? No one else makes a mess on this tight cunt but me isn’t that right muffin?” You let out a gasp when you feel his warm load paint the front of your pussy lips.

“Yes Harry- it’s all yours.” You say with a gasp as your hands drop from his hair as he leans back and works himself through it, a few drops landing on your clit and lower tummy.

“That’s right-s’all mine.” He growls as he rides out his high, he releases his now softening cock and looks down between your thighs, reaching out with his middle and index finger he smears his release around your entrance before slipping his fingers inside your weepy little hole.

“Harry.” You flinch away from him when his thumb does a few gentle circles on your clit, still feeling sensitive. “T-too much.” You whine making Harry slide his fingers out of your wetness.

“M’sorry muffin.” He tells you sweetly as he leans down and kisses your hips and then your tummy as you close your eyes and let out a sigh. “You okay?” He asks as he leans over you, a hand on each side of your head, when you just nod Harry can’t help but chuckle because he can tell how exhausted you are.

“I’m good.” You answer with your eyes still closed, Harry smiles as he leans down to nudge the tip of his nose against yours playfully.

“You gonna let me clean you up or are you going to be a little pouty mess about it?” He asks as his lips find your jaw, giving it a soft little pecks as his lips travel down to the side of your neck.

“Don’t need to be cleaned up.” You tell him as he nips and sucks at what’s become his favorite place to leave little reminders of him for you to see throughout the week, happily replacing them with new little love marks whenever they start to fade away. “Want to have you on me all night.”

“While I adore what a filthy little muffin you are-you can’t sleep like this you’ll be all sticky and wake me up at three in the morning when you start to cry after banging your toe on that obnoxious dresser you have on the way to the bathroom.”

“It’s not obnoxious you just don’t watch where you’re walking.”

“Fine it’s not obnoxious it’s just hideous.”

“Don’t be rude.” Harry lets out a laugh as he stands up and slips his boxers back on. “I don’t want to get up.” You tell him with a pout as you finally open your eyes, Harry just nods as he turns to walk towards your bathroom.

“That’s fine just lay there like the princess you are and I’ll do all the work like usual.” He jokes making you glare at the back of his head before he disappears into your small bathroom. When he walks out a few minutes later he has a shirt in one hand and a damp washcloth in the other.

“Is that your shirt?” You question with a raised brow as you sit up onto your elbows. Harry just nods as he places it down on the bed next to your leg as he kneels down so he can begin gently wiping the warm cloth between your thighs, giving you soft kisses to the skin of your inner thighs when he hears you let out a small hiss when he runs the cloth over your sensitive button.

“God you’re gorgeous.” He says with a sigh as he stands up and looks you in your eyes making you blush and look away from him. He smiles as he tosses the damp cloth into your dirty clothes bin by the door of your bathroom.

“Thank you.” You mumble as you sit up so you can take your top off, handing it to Harry as you grab the soft worn out band shirt that was in your clothes hamper, knowing you would want to sleep in something that smelled like him, a little thing he’s noticed you tend to do whenever the two of you stay the night with one another.

“What are you thanking me for? Calling you gorgeous? Dinner? The multiple orgasms you’ve gotten tonight?”

“Don’t make me kick you out of my bed and force you to sleep on the couch.” You threaten as he climbs into bed. “Because I’ve done it before so we both know I’m serious.”

“Oh you kicked me out a year ago because I kept shoving my feet between your legs which I still think was extremely rude because you’re the one who’s heat wasn’t working properly so you can’t blame me for seeking you out for some warmth.” He argues as you immediately snuggle into his side once he’s laying down, your cheek pressed against his bare chest and his arm lazily wrapped around you so he can rub his hand up and down your back in a soothing motion.

“I don’t get how your feet are so cold when the rest of you is like a furnace.”

“Well feel free to use me for all your warming up needs next time your heat goes out.” You laugh as his hand gives your side a playful tickle. “Wish you could come with me.” He says a few minutes later, you let out a sigh as you tilt your head so you can look at his face, silently appreciating the view of his jawline and the slight stubble from not having shaved the past few days.

“I know but I really did promise Amelia to hang out for a few days while she’s in town. Haven’t gotten to see her in months and she’s-”

“Hey it’s okay I understand.” He softly hushes you with a few kiss to your forehead and a reassuring smile as he looks down at you. “Just gonna miss you that’s all.” You feel a weird fluttering in your tummy as his words hit your ears, and it’s nothing he hasn’t said to you before when you’ve been unable to accompany him on trips but something about how he’s looking at you right now as he says it has your head spinning just a bit.

“I’m going to miss you too.” You mumble into his chest as you close your eyes.

“Goodnight love.” He whispers softly as he leans down to places a kiss to the top of your head when he looks and sees you’ve fallen asleep to the steady sound of his heartbeat.

The sound of your soft whimpers and delicate moans coming through the phone fill Harry’s New York bedroom, having been gone for five days on a spur of the moment business trip Jeff set up. When you told Harry you couldn’t go he didn’t try to beg you to change your mind, he might’ve mentioned how he wished you could come but while he may be paying for your life at the moment that doesn’t make him think he controls you and can force you to do things with him. But he’s not going to lie and say he wasn’t bummed, you’re his bestfriend and he enjoys spending time with you, that hasn’t changed since he started taking on a new role in your life, if anything it’s made him crave your company in more ways than one but that’s normal for how close the two of you are or at least that’s what he tells himself.

He knows this time is different than how he normally feels when he’s missing you because he’s been waking up painfully hard every morning and can only seem to get himself off to the the thought of his fingers pumping in and out of your soaked cunt or how your lips feel wrapped around his cock. He misses the way you feel when you fall apart for him, how his name sounds when it’s tumbling from your mouth like a prayer, how smiley and cuddly you are after he cleans you up and tucks you into bed. These are things he knows he shouldn’t be missing about you, but he can’t help it.

Now luckily for him he can tell by the way you’re practically humping your pillow with a hand between your thighs as you moan his name that you miss him too, miss the blissful pleasure that only he can bring you. It might be a little sick for him to get a small ounce of satisfaction watching you struggle to find relief without his help, but he can’t really control how his cock stiffens in his hand as he watches you fuck yourself and let out tiny moans and the prettiest groans of frustration as you grind your hips into the pillow.

“Look at you muffin.” His voice is thick with lust as he watches you try so hard to find relief, he knows you’re struggling to finish as you let out a whiny groan. “You look so good fucking those pretty little fingers-can hear how wet you are.” He tries his best to gently encourage you as his hand lazily strokes his cock, giving it a firm squeeze at the base when he hears you moan his name.

“Not enough.” You whine as your hips buck into your hand, your legs straddling your pillow that Harry uses when he sleeps over so it still smells like him, three fingers tucked inside your soaked pussy and your thumb circling your clit trying to reach your release but nothing is working. Your eyes are watering and you’re on the brink of begging Harry to come home early because you need him, and the thing is you know if you asked him to he would because you’re his bestfriend and he’ll do anything you ask, even if what you’re asking for is to be fucked by his fingers so you can finally feel relief.

“Need more-need you.” You pant as you close your eyes and increase the pressure on your clit in hopes it’ll make the pressure that’s building in your lower tummy reach it’s delicious end and have you tumbling into a pool of blissful pleasure.

“Two days muffin and you can have me.” He reminds you in a soft tone, he lets a smile take over his face as you keep your eyes closed while your hips roll into your hand that’s tucked between your pillow and your center. “Been thinking of how you looked on my lap right before I left-looked so pretty when you made a mess on my jeans.” You let out a moan as the memory begins to replay in Harry’s mind.

“Gonna miss you.” You mumble into the crook of Harry’s neck as you straddle one of his thighs as the two of you sit on the plush leather couch he has in his living room. “Don’t want you to go.” Harry lets out a small chuckle as feels you roll your hips seeking some sort of friction on your swollen clit that not even half an hour ago was being sucking between Harry’s plump lips as you gripped the headboard while you rode his face until you came so hard you swear you saw stars.

“Yeah? Want me to stay here with you all the time huh? Never leave the house and just have you on my lap all day?” He asks as his hands fall to your hips, his thumbs rubbing at the skin poking out from where your shirt ends a little above the waistband of your soft shorts.

“Yes.” You say with a sigh as you rub your clothed center over his jean clad thigh. Your hands grip his shoulders as you roll your hips making a soft breathy moan roll off your tongue.

“Such a needy little muffin.” His voice is teasing but also soft as his hands guide your hips so you’re rubbing yourself up and down his thigh, creating friction where you need it the most. The little whine you let out has Harry’s cock hardening in his jeans but he doesn’t have time to worry about that, his driver due to pick him up for the airport in a little under ten minutes, he wants to make sure you get what you need from him before he has to leave.

His hands tighten their hold on your hips, he hears your breathing turn heavy as you find the perfect angle and begin rolling your hips into him in a determined rhythm. The pressure beginning to build in your tummy as you lean your head back and grind down onto his thigh more firmly. Harry takes the opportunity to lean in and place his lips on your jaw, kissing his way down to your neck as soft moans of pleasure fall from your open mouth as you chase your release.

“That’s it muffin take what you need.” He encourages softly as he nips at the spot below your ear, your hands tighten their hold on his shoulders as you quicken your pace. “So pretty making a mess on my thigh.” He feels your legs squeezing around his thigh as his name rolls off your tongue, he guides your movements as a surge of pleasure rolls through you.

“Harry I’m-” Your words get cut off by his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss, his mouth moves against yours as you firmly grind down onto him making him swallow down your moans as you climax and start to tremble as your release soaks through your shorts making a wet spot on his jeans.

“Harry.” Your voice whining his name brings him back to the moment, his eyes looking at you through the screen of his phone as his hand is firmly gripping his cock giving it a few quick pumps. “I-I wanna come so bad.” You let out a groan as you grind down into the pillow.

“I can tell you’re close muffin you just have to relax okay?” He watches your hips stutter their movements as you let out a few deep breaths trying to do what he tells you. “There you go now curve those fingers of yours-”

“Oh.” Harry smiles when your mouth parts as you curve your fingers as you thrust them into your warm center, he watches you work yourself closer to the edge as your hand that’s not tucked inside you reaches up and grabs the headboard so you can steady yourself while increasing the pace of your hips.

“That’s it muffin doin so good.” His hips buck as he thumbs over the tip of his leaking cock, your moans get louder as you apply more pressure to your clit as you fuck your fingers while your thighs start to shake as they straddle your pillow. “Such pretty moans-keep going wanna see you soak those fingers.”

“Wish it was-oh shit.” Your grip on the headboard tightens as the pace of your thrusts quickens. “Wish it was your cock.” Harry lets out a deep moan as he fucks his fist while listening to the sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of your wetness.

“Two days muffin and you can fuck yourself on my cock all you want-shit you’re gonna look so pretty bouncing on me-oh fuck gonna make me come just thinking about it.”

“Want you to fill me up-want your come Harry please.” Harry has to close his eyes as your words tumble from your mouth as you let out a moan that has him nearly spilling all over his hand.

“Oh fuck-whatever you want muffin-shit shit you can have whatever you want.” He says between moans as he opens his eyes just in time to see your eyes roll back as your hips start to get sloppy with their movements and your walls clench around your fingers. “That’s it ride it out muffin-fuck yourself through it nice and slow.”

“Harry want-want you to come.” You pant as you try to come down from your high. “Need you to come for me want to see your face when you fall apart just like you do when you make a mess all over my pussy-please Harry.” It’s your sweet voice telling him such filthy things that has his hips jerking uncontrollably and his moth falling open as he spills his load all over his hand and lower tummy.

“Jesus.” He lets out a sigh as his head leans back against his headboard. “You know just how to wear me out muffin.” He hears you giggle as you reach over to grab your phone that was perched on your nightstand for the best view.

“Tired already? I was hoping for round two.”

“Oh round two? From the girl who was struggling so hard to finish round one?”

“Harry Styles.” Your voice is laced with faux shock making him give you a playful smile. “That was rude.” You tell him with a dramatic pout as he grabs his phone and heads for the bathroom to clean himself up.

“Sorry muffin. Feel free to punish me when I get home.” He says with a wink making you roll your eyes as you roll onto your back, the pillow you were using pushed to the side. “Don’t get too comfortable you-”

“If you tell me I need to go take a shower I’m going to hang up on you.” You threaten as Harry places his phone on the counter next to his sink so he can wet a washcloth and wipe off his hand and stomach. “Oh guess what.”

“What? You bought that dress you were drooling over in that little boutique the other day?”

“Well yes I did buy that while shopping with Amelia but that’s not what I want to tell you.” He raises an eyebrow as he finishes washing his hands, he can tell it’s something sort of big as he notices your bottom lip tucked between your teeth, something you only tend to do when you’re feeling nervous.

“What is it love?”

“I have a job interview next week.” Now Harry was semi prepared for you to tell him a lot of things, but informing him of a job interview wasn’t one of them. He has to check his face as he feels his eyebrows furrow and his lips roll together, an unwelcome feeling he can’t quite put his finger on beginning to form deep in his chest.

“Really? That’s great.” He says with as much excitement he can muster and a smile he knows doesn’t reach his eyes, but he has a feeling you’re just taking his mild reaction as him being tired since it’s near midnight for him in New York and he will happily play into that if it helps you not ask questions.

“Will you come with me to find an outfit to wear?” He nods his head as he looks around for his boxers he had on before your nightly FaceTime call that you made him agree to before he left.

“Of course.” He answers quickly, probably a little too quickly but you don’t seem to notice instead just grinning at him as he slips his boxers back on.

“Perfect.” He smiles as he sees you moving to get off your bed and head into your bathroom. “I’m going to go take a bath-”

“Oh can I watch?” You roll your eyes as he wiggles his eyebrows at you, doing his part in making sure you don’t sense a single ounce of weirdness coming from his side of the phone.

“Not tonight.” You tease making him laugh as he walks back into his bedroom. “I’ll talk to you later okay? If you fall asleep before I’m done then goodnight and I can’t wait to see you when you get home.”

“Two days.” He reminds you for what feels like the hundredth time today but he can’t help it, he’s excited to get back home. “Have a nice bath love, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Bye Harry.” You blow him a kiss that he dramatically catches and places on his cheek before you wave goodbye and end the call.

“What the fuck.” He groans as he tosses his phone onto the bed and runs a hand over his face. “She’s your bestfriend. Just your bestfriend. You need to be happy for her.” He tells himself as he lays in bed, his back against the soft sheets and plush pillow. “This was always temporary.” He says with a deep sigh, he feels as if his heart weighs ten times its usual amount as it sinks to the bottom of his chest.

“Just temporary.” He mumbles as he tries to shake off the weird feelings that are creeping up on him.

Harry can’t even hold back the grin that takes over his face as he lets himself into your apartment, the sun is barely beginning to rise making a soft glow peek through the curtains in your room. He makes sure to make as little noise as possible placing his duffle bag down near your bedroom door, slipping his jeans and t shirt off with ease before he climbs into bed. You’re cuddling a pillow close to your chest and his heart swells when he sees you’re wearing one of the t shirts he left you, wanting to make sure you had things of his for when you missed him while he was gone. His hand gently slides over your hip making you flinch when he pulls you into his chest.

“S’just me.” He whispers in your ear when you let out a sleepy gasp, your eyes barely open as you release your hold on your pillow so you can turn around in his arms.

“What’re you doing here?” Your words are jumbled together as you wrap yourself around him, almost as if you don’t really believe he’s actually here and not still across the country like he’s supposed to be for another day.

“Missed you.” He mumbles into your hair as he pulls you closer, having missed the warmth of your body pressed against his. “Got an earlier flight.” He answers having decided that if this whole thing between the two of you really is temporary then he’s not going to let a moment of it go to waste, so he got on the earliest flight he could to come back home, to come back to you.

“Missed you too.” He smiles as you rest your cheek on his chest when he lays on his back, his hands running up and down your back making you let out a soft sigh. “Missed your hands.” You mumble as your hand rests on his chest.

“Yeah? Just my hands?” He asks in a hushed tone as he lets his hand roam further down your back, softly grabbing at your ass making a faint gasp leave your lips.

“Harry.” Your voice is full of a need that he hasn’t heard before as you hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“I’m right here muffin.” He tells you softly as his hand travels under the hem of your shirt, pushing it up until it’s over the roundness of your ass making him let out a soft moan when he notices you’re only wearing his shirt and nothing else. “Tell me what you need.” He says as he moves so he’s hovering over you, a smile taking over his face when you reach up and run your hands through his hair.

“I just need you.” You answer as you pull him down for a kiss, your arms loosely wrap around his neck as his lips lazily move against yours not feeling the need to rush anything. He slips his tongue past your lips and feels you pull his down closer as he explores your mouth with his tongue. It’s not until you moan into his mouth that he realizes his hips are rolling his clothed cock against your core. When he pulls away he reaches a hand down between your thighs and lets out throaty groan when he slides his index finger through your slick folds.

“Missed how wet you get for me.” Your hands grip the tops of his shoulders when he slides his finger into your wetness. “Oh muffin.” He moans as he pumps his thick digit in and out of you slowly a few times before pulling it out and bringing it to his lips so he can get a quick taste. “Fuck I need more-can I get a proper taste of you?”

“Yes yes.” You pant as he ruts his hips into you making his hard cock nudge at your clit. Harry leans down and kisses you down the middle of your chest over your shirt until he’s placing soft kisses to your tummy as he lowers himself between your thighs, tossing your comforter to the end of the bed so he has all the access to you he needs. “Oh god.” You moan as Harry dips his middle and index finger into you, his eyes lock on yours as he takes his time pumping his fingers into you, earning him soft moans and a gasp when he curves them just right so he’s hitting that spot that has your hips bucking to meet his thrusts.

“God I missed your sweet little pussy.” He says with a groan as he slides his fingers out of you, collecting your arousal on them before he sucks them clean. “Oh fuck.” He moans as he slowly leans down and licks a stripe up the front of your pussy before dipping the tip of his tongue inside your tight hole.

“Missed your tongue-oh god Harry.” One of your hands tangles in his hair while the other one grips at your sheets as he slowly fucks his tongue into you, his thumb rubbing teasingly slow circles on your clit as he swirls his tongue inside you.

“So good-shit.” His hips roll into the mattress as the sound of your breathy moans go straight to his hardening cock.

“Want your-oh fuck Harry I want your cock.” You pant as Harry’s tongue begins to fuck into you a little faster, your grip in his hair loosening as your hips roll up to meet the pace of his tongue. “Wanna come on your cock.” You tell him with a whiney moan that has Harry pulling away from your glistening cunt, his eyes are a swirling mixture of lust and something else as he looks up at you.

“You sure muffin?” He asks softly as his your hand releases its grip on his hair, his hands resting on your hips as his lips place soft kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“Yes-yes please want your cock.” He smiles against your soft skin of your thigh, giving your pussy one last swipe of his tongue earning him a moan as he hovers above you.

“How do you want me?” He asks as he leans down and drags his lips across your jaw, your hands go to the waistband of his boxers making Harry close his eyes as you push them down until his cock springs free and he kicks them off making them land on the floor.

“Inside me.” You answer making a soft chuckle leave Harry’s lips as he kisses down your neck. “I want you inside me-just you.” You mumble as your hand wraps around his shaft giving him a few slow pumps.

“Muffin what does that-” his question gets lost in his throat as you wrap a leg over his hip and pull him closer to you so his tip is right at your entrance.

“Please Harry.” Harry has to bite down on his bottom lip and close his eyes as you whisper in his ear. “Wanna feel you.” You pant making him nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck while your hands grab onto his arms when he slowly pushes the tip of his thick cock into your soaked cunt.

“Holy shit.” He groans as he pushes deeper into you feeling your walls clench and throb around him, he pauses letting you adjust to him as your hands grab at his back at how overwhelming it feels to finally have his thick cock inside you. “Gotta relax for me muffin.” His voice is strained but still soft as he kisses up your neck and up to your jaw.

“So good.” He smiles as he picks his head up so he can look at your face as he slowly pushes the rest of his cock into you until you’re full of him.

“I knew you’d feel good but fuck-you feel like heaven.” He doesn’t move as he rests his forehead against yours needing a moment to take in just how good it feels to be tucked up deep inside of you. His lips find yours in a kiss that leaves you breathless as he rolls his hips into yours causing the tip of his cock to nudge a spot deep inside you that makes you arch into him as a shockwave of pleasure zips through you all the way down to your toes.

“Oh god Harry.” You moan as Harry’s hips finds a pace that has your nails digging into his back at how slow and languid his thrusts are. He pulls back until just his tip is inside your snug pussy and then slowly pushes back in, making your eyes close at how you can feel every inch of his thick cock as he pushes inside you.

“Takin me so well muffin like your pussy was made for me.” He says with a groan as his hips quicken their pace just enough to get your hands to drop to grab the sheets. “Fuck you’re soaking my cock.” You let out a gasp when he leans back gently grabbing one of your legs and placing it on his shoulder as he looks down where the two of you are connected, letting out a deep moan as he watches his cock disappear into your tight hole.

“So deep-oh fuck.” You say between soft moans.

“You like how deep I can get like this muffin?” He asks as he reaches down and presses his thumb over your swollen clit making your hips jolt up to meet his thrusts as you cry out his name. “Oh shit-that’s it fuck you hear that? Hear me making your sweet little cunt a soaked mess with my cock?” The sounds coming from your bedroom is music to Harry’s ears as he quickens his pace, his thrusts becoming more determined as he pulls all the way out just to push back into you making the wet sounds of his cock fucking into your pussy fill the room.

“Oh god oh shit-oh shit oh god.” Your moans get louder with each thrust of Harry’s hips and tight circle his thumb rubs over your clit. “Harry-oh fuck Harry- oh god Harry.”

“That’s it baby let your annoying neighbors know who’s making you feel this good.” The petname rolls off his tongue without his permission, but instead of ruining the moment it only seems to make you clench around him causing him to let out a choked moan as your walls pulse around his thick shaft.

“Don’t stop-oh yes yes right there Harry-fuck.” He begins thrusting into you harder now as feels how close you are to coming undone on his cock.

“Wanna be buried deep in this pussy all day-shit baby you feel too good wrapped around me like this.” He watches as you bring your hands up and grab your breasts as your back arches. “Oh shit-fuck never gonna leave you again just wanna fuck my big cock into this tight cunt all the time.”

“God yes- oh you’re so big Harry.”

“Yeah you like my big cock don’t you baby?”

“Yes yes love it-oh I’m gonna come-oh oh.”

“That’s it baby come all over me.” He says between harsh thrusts that have the tip of his cock nudging that sweet spot inside of you that makes yours eyes snap shut and your mouth to fall open. “Fuck you’re so pretty when you come-shit can feel you squeezing me-oh fuck.” You cry out his name over and over as your release hits you like a ton of bricks with how intense it is, you grab your breast and arch your back off the bed as you soak Harry’s cock making his eyes practically roll into the back of his head at how good it feels when you start to pulse and tighten around his cock.

“So good for me baby you’re doin so good taking my cock so well.” He praises you as he lightens the pressure his thumb has on your clit as he fucks you through your orgasm, his own release not far behind as he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly trying to catch your breath. “Shit shit-fuck baby I’m so close.” He tells you with a deep moan, your wet tight walls clench around him as your hips rise to meet his thrusts that have become harder and more determined as he chases his release.

“Fill me up Harry want to be stuffed full of you.” You pant as he fucks into you, when his eyes find yours he swears he could’ve bursted right then and there with how angelic you look as the soft morning light casts a soft glow to your face, you give him a smile and a nod that answers his silent question and that’s all it takes.

“Jesus-fuck.” His head falls back as his thrusts turn sloppy, his hip gives you one last harsh thrust plunging his cock as deep inside you as it can go before he feels his abs tighten and his warm load is being shot deep inside your tight pussy, your name mixed with a few curse words fall from his lips as he slowly fucks himself through his own release. “Gonna fill you up baby-stuff you full of my come until it’s dripping out of your sweet little hole.” His words have you moaning as he slowly pulls out and then pushes back, the squelching sound of him pushing back inside you make his cock twitch as your pussy squeezes around him and drains him of every last drop he has.

“Holy fuck.” You try to catch your breath as Harry places your leg back on the bed and leans over you, still tucked inside you and presses his lips to yours for a short but sweet kiss.

“You okay?” He asks checking on you once he pulls away, you give him a sleepy grin as you nod and place your hands on the sides of his face.

“I’m amazing.” You tell him making him grin as he leans down to place a kiss to your forehead.

“That’s what I like to hear.” He says as he slowly pulls out of you, he kisses your cheeks and the tip of your nose as you let out little whines at the emptiness you feel without him deep inside you. “S’okay baby we have all day-can have me as many times as you want.” He reminds you between little pecks to your lips making you smile as he moves to lay down beside you.

“M’not getting up to shower.” You tell him with as much sternness as you can making him have to hold back a laugh.

“We’ll do that after we take a little nap okay? Know you’re tired.” He reassures you with little kisses to the side of your face.

“You came home early.” You mumble into his chest as you cuddle into his side, Harry just lets out a soft chuckle as he reaches down to grab the blankets.

“I did.” He says as he pulls the covers up to your chest. “Missed you too much to stay one more day.” He explains making you smile against him as he wraps an arm around you.

“Missed you a lot.” You tell him as you close your eyes. “Next time I’ll go with you.” He smiles at how jumbled up your words get when you’re sleepy, he just pulls you closer into his side and places a kiss to the top of your head, it’s not long that he finds himself drifting off to sleep to the soft sounds of your breathing and your warm hand on his chest holding onto him almost as if you’re worried he’s going to slip away while you sleep.

“Is this what they call girl dinner?” Harry asks in amusement as he watches you pick up your martini to take a sip after just shoving a handful of fries into your mouth. “Because if it is then I can see why it’s so popular I mean who doesn’t love a dirty martini with a side of truffle fries?” You send him a playful glare as you swallow down a sip of your drink before placing it back on the table.

“Normally I also get a salad but wasn’t feeling it tonight.” You tell him with a shrug as you lean back into the booth the two of you are sitting across from each other in that’s tucked away in the corner of a restaurant Harry brought you to after taking you shopping for a new outfit for your job interview next week.

“What do you want to do after this nutritious meal? Fancy a walk around that park with the mean ducks and that goose who likes to nip at your shoelaces?” He asks as his hand finds yours that’s resting on the table, you smile as he mindlessly traces little circles on your palm before interlocking his fingers with yours. “Because I think it’s a perfect night for a walk in the park.” He adds as he brings your hand up to his lips so he can kiss at your knuckles.

“We can do that.”

“Perfect it’s-”

“Oh my god!” Harry’s head snaps in the direction of a loud shriek and he’s ready to tell whoever it is that he’s not in the mood to be bothered but then he sees it’s a woman who appears to know you, not him or if she does recognize him she’s keeping it very well hidden.

“Cindy? What-oh my god.” You all but match the woman’s greeting as she approaches the table, you quickly drop Harry’s hand as if it was burning you leaving it to fall into his lap as you turn your attention towards the person who is interrupting his dinner.

“I’m in town for a work thing I didn’t-” Cindy’s eyes scan the table and when they land on Harry he can’t even offer her a fake smile, no he just lets her have a tight lipped smile and a head nod making her cheeks get pink as if she can feel the annoyance radiating off of him. “oh where are my manners I can see you’re busy just call me-”

“Oh don’t be silly it’s just Harry.” Your voice is friendly and sweet making the words that just left your mouth seem to sting that much more as they hit Harry’s ears. “We are having a drink and some-”

“Fries? Talk about a well balanced meal.” Cindy says making you laugh as Harry’s jaw tightens and his hands are clasped together in his lap, not finding the current situation amusing in the slightest.

“Are you with anyone? You should join us-would that be okay?” When you finally turn to look at him Harry is already sliding out of the booth, you raise an eyebrow at him as he motions for your friend to take his seat.

“I’ll let you two catch up.” He tells you with a smile he knows you’ll be able to tell is forced. “Lovely meeting you Cindy.” He says as she slides into the booth across from you.

“Are you sure? You don’t-”

“I’ll talk to you later.” He is about to lean down and press his lips to yours in a kiss but he catches himself and it lands on the top of your head instead. “Have fun.” He whispers into your ear before standing up and giving the two of you a little wave as he turns to head towards the door.

“Is that your boyfriend?”

“Oh no-no no no he’s just a friend.” Harry’s heart feels like its being stabbed as each word leaves your mouth, having forgotten his phone at the table causing him to turn around and of course he would arrive just in time to hear them fall from your pretty lips.

“Sorry forgot this.” He apologizes as he grabs his phone off the table, slipping it in his pocket and avoiding your eyes as they practically beg him to look in your direction. You know he heard you, you know it upset him by the way the corners of his mouth are turned downward in a almost hidden frown but she’s been friends with him for too long not to know the signs that he’s upset.

“He’s cute and seems nice.” Cindy states with a wiggle of her eyebrows once she’s sure he’s out of hearing range. You just let out an awkward laugh and shrug, not knowing how to tell her that Harry is way more than nice, he’s about as perfect as someone can be.

“Yeah he’s-he’s wonderful.” You tell her as you reach for your drink suddenly feeling as if your throat has gone completely dry.

Harry runs a hand through his hair as he walks towards the park the two of you were going to take a stroll through after dinner. Needing to clear his head before going back to your apartment to gather his things and head to his house for the night, he’s not ready to be alone in a house that oddly is beginning to feel less and less like his home and more like a temporary dwelling between his nights spent with you wrapped around him in your tiny apartment.

“Just Harry.” He mumbles to himself as he sits on a bench. “Just a friend.” He says with a sigh as he closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath. “It’s all just temporary.” He knows he doesn’t have a valid reason to be upset, and it’s not that he’s upset with you it’s more so he’s upset that it’s taken him this long and this twist in your relationship for him to realize something.

“I’m just in love with her.” He says to himself with a heavy sigh, not sure what to do with his newly discovered feelings he does the only thing he can think of as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and hit call on the third person under his favorites.

“Hey H! What’s up mate?” Niall’s voice is happy and bubbly through the phone and the way it irritates him just further proves to Harry that he is in need of some cheering up or at least some distracting so he feels anything but miserable about the idea of being in love with you while you see him as just Harry your temporary sugar daddy but more importantly just a friend.

“You in town and fancy a night out?”

“Hell yeah let me get dressed an I’ll meet ya out.”

“Perfect I’ll send you my location.” With that Harry hangs up and heads for the pub him and Niall usually go to when both of them are in town and have the time for a few drinks. He knows this isn’t the healthiest way to deal with unwanted feelings but he figures is you’re getting to enjoy a few drinks with your friend then he should be able to do the same thing. Besides Niall will make sure he doesn’t make a fool of himself, or at least that’s what he hopes as he walks down the street towards the familiar pub.

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Delicate: Temporary

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CW: language, smut (oral m and f reviving, masturbating, unprotected sex and fingering), explicit dirty talk (Harry is a freak for his bestie we already know), size kink and a small dash of angst.

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Word Count: 9.7K

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Summary: Harry goes out of town for a week and things start to feel different🌟

“Fuck fuck-shit.” Harry pants as his grip in your hair tightens, hips bucking causing the tip of his cock to nudge the back of your throat. Your hand firmly wrapped around what you can’t fit in your mouth as you moan around his thick shaft. “That’s it muffin-shit yes just like that-oh fuck.”

He looks down at you on your knees while he’s standing near the foot of your bed, having surprised him by tugging his jeans to his ankles and wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock after coming home from taking you out for a nice dinner that included flowers and a little gift when he came to your door to pick you up. Your eyes are watery and you have drool dribbling down your chin as you hold his hip with the hand that’s not wrapped around his thick shaft and right now to Harry you look like an actual dream, not that he’d ever admit he’s dreamt about fucking his cock down your throat before. When he feels you moan around him as your hand slides off his hip he lets out a few deep groans but when he glances back down at you that’s when he notices your hand has disappeared under your skirt.

“Hands muffin.” His voice is that mixture of stern and gentle that would have your panties soaked, if you were wearing any as you remove your hand and place it back on Harry’s hip just as he thrusts his cock deeper down your throat making you gag just a bit before pulling off him to catch your breath. “I’ll take care of you don’t worry.” He gives you a smile as his hand that’s not in your hair reaches down and wipes some of the drool off your chin. “Just let me fuck this pretty little mouth first okay?”

“Okay.” You say breathlessly before you swipe your tongue over his leaking tip making his eyes snap shut and a deep moan to slip past his lips.

“Feels so fucking good.” He lets out a groan as you take him as deep as you can, his hand in your hair keeping you still so he can pull his cock out so just his tip is wrapped around your plush lips before he pushes it back in with a gentle thrust of his hips. “Fuck muffin gonna come-fuck fuck.” His hips give a few harsh thrusts making him hit the back of your throat, your low moans vibrating against his shaft make him let out a choked moan of your name as his hips still and he’s shooting his warm load down your throat. The moan you let out around his cock has his eyes rolling back as your mouth and hand work him through his orgasm until he’s gently pulling you off by the loose grip he has in your hair.

“Such a messy little muffin.” He coos as his hands cup your face, wiping the few tears off your cheeks with his thumbs. “Did so good.” He praises you with a smile as his hands slide down to the side of your neck. “Always make me feel so good so now it’s your turn.” He watches your lips curve upward as he takes a step back, effectively kicking his jeans and boxers off before helping you up off your knees.

“What do you want hmm?” He asks as his hands land at the waistband of your skirt. “Want to fuck my fingers until you’re a soaking wet mess that I’ll just clean up with my tongue?” You’re practically shaking with a deep rooted need for the man that’s staring at you like he wants to devour you as he unzips your skirt letting it drop to your feet. “Fuck you’re so pretty.” He says with a deep sigh as his eyes roam over your body, his lips press against yours in a hungry kiss as his hands roughly grip your hips.

“Need you.” You whine when he pulls away and spins you around so your back is against his chest. “Please Harry.” The way your voice turns all soft with a slight whininess to it when you beg for him to touch you has quickly become one of Harry’s favorite sounds.

“I know what you need muffin don’t worry.” He leans down and places his lips on your neck as he urges you to take the few steps forwards to your bed. “Gonna take care of you.” He promises as he places his hands on your hips as you lean forward on your knees so your face is pressed against your soft sheets and your ass is up towards him.

“Oh muffin you’re a mess.” You let out a whine as he slides his hands over your ass, your glistening pussy on display for him as he steadies himself behind you on his knees. “You liked having my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours didn’t you? Fuck-you’re practically dripping.” You just moan and nod your head in response as he teases your soaked entrance with his middle finger while his thumb finds your swollen bundle of nerves. “Shit you’re already squeezing around me and it’s just the first one.” He has to close his eyes for a moment as your warm wet walls clench around his middle finger, sending a shot of arousal straight to his cock.

“M-more Harry-oh please please.” Your words are muffled by your sheets but Harry knows what you need, he always seems to know what you need especially when it comes to your body, ever since he started paying your rent and buying you random gifts almost a month ago, he’s come to be very familiar with your moans and whines and what exactly they mean.

“There you go.” He adds two more fingers into your wetness, thrusting them into you at a pace that has you pressing back to meet his slow thrusts, feeling a very familiar pool of pleasure already starting to build low in your belly. “That’s it muffin feel how full you get when you fuck my fingers? Just think how you’ll feel when you finally get my cock tucked inside your tight little cunt-fuck it’s gonna feel so good.” Your eyes roll back and your hands grip your sheets at his filthy words as Harry reaches up to hold onto one of your hips as his thumb increases its pressure on your clit making you shudder and clench around him.

“Faster-oh oh god.” He takes your request and quickens his pace making your room be filled with the wet sounds of you fucking yourself on his fingers, pressing yourself back against his hand until the heal of his palm is tucked against you, the cool metal of the rings on his fingers a pleasant sensation as they disappear inside you.

“Oh that’s the spot isn’t it muffin-fuck you’re squeezing so tight just let go-that’s it make a mess all over my hand.” Your orgasm hits you hard and quickly making your hips press down on his hand in a sloppy but determined pace, his fingers curving inside you to hit that spot that has you seeing stars as you clench around him as you soak his fingers and his hand. “God I love how messy you are.” He moans as he looks down and watches your arousal drip down the back of your thighs when he slides his fingers out of you.

“Harry want-want your mouth.” He can’t help but grin as you pant out what you want from him, and Harry hasn’t ever enjoyed telling you no so he happily leans over and kisses your back over your top before he grabs your hips to help scoot you down the bed so he can stand at the end of it, your ass still up and your dripping center waiting for him to dive his tongue into.

“Got one more for me muffin?” He teases as he grips your hips before leaning in and licking up your soaked folds to your swollen clit, giving it a flick with his tongue.

“Harry!” You cry out his name when he shoves his tongue into your wet pussy, swirling it around while his hands slide down grabbing and kneading the soft flesh of your ass.

“I could lick your sweet pussy all day and never get enough of it.” His breath is hot against your center as he lets out a groan of pleasure when he slips his tongue back inside and starts licking you up and down, he drops a hand down to wrap around his hardening cock giving himself a few slow pumps not wanting to get too close until he feels you soaking his tongue and his chin.

“Oh god oh god oh-oh god.” Your body shudders as your hips grind down onto his tongue, a wave of pleasure crashing down on you like a tidal wave. “Harry harry-oh god Harry.” You would normally feel slightly embarrassed by how whiny and loud you’re chanting his name but Harry has a way of making you forget about anything other than how good you feel as you chase your second release of the evening. You works your hips to meet the rhythm of his tongue as he fucks it into you desperate to have you come undone on his tongue.

You let out a loud cry as you climax, not as intense as the first one but still strong enough to leave you breathless and your mind in a blissful haze, he laps up your release with his tongue. His low moan vibrating against your core making you grip the sheets so tight your knuckles turn white as Harry helps you ride it out with slow licks and a firm grip on your ass.

“So good-you taste so good.” He mumbles as he gives your center one last swipe with his tongue before he soothingly rubs his hands over your hips and down the side of your thighs. “Roll over for me muffin I wanna see that pretty face.” He helps you roll onto your back, he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly as you try to catch your breath. “There she is.” He says with a smile as you spread your legs for him to stand between.

“I’m gonna miss you.” You say softly as you reach your hands up to grab at Harry’s face. “Are you gonna miss me?” You ask as Harry leans over you so he can playfully bump your nose with his before capturing your lips in a kiss that starts off sweet and gentle but then as he reaches down and grips your knee so he can hike your leg over his hip, it turns heated and desperate as he rolls his hips into you letting you feel his hard cock pressed against your wet pussy. His tongue slips past your lips as your hands tangle in his hair as your legs wrap around him trying to pull him in closer letting the tip of his cock poke at your entrance.

“You know-fuck- I’m gonna miss you.” He says between pants when he pulls away from your kiss swollen lips. “Jesus Christ muffin you’re gonna kill me.” You let out a filthy moan when Harry grips his shaft and drags the leaky tip of his cock up and down your pussy lips.

“Please give it to me.” You beg as he pumps himself a few times, letting you feel his tip throb against you making your back arch and your pussy clench around nothing. “Want your cock Harry please.”

“Muffin.” He drags your petname out as he tries to keep himself from spilling all over your pretty cunt with how much you’re begging for him to fuck his cock into you. “Not tonight-when I get back you can have my cock okay? I’ll give it to you as many times as you want.” He tells you making your eyes get watery and a pout to take over your face causing Harry to let out a soft sigh.

“Please-just-just the tip? I can handle that.” You try to negotiate as Harry ruts his hips up against you letting his shaft rub against your sensitive clit earning him a moan.

“I know you better than that muffin.” He says with a deep groan as he gives himself a slow teasing pump with his hand. “You’ll want more than just the tip and you’re already worn out-don’t want the first time you feel my thick cock being stuffed inside your tight pussy to be when you’re half asleep.” He explains as he continues to give his cock slow strokes.

“Please Harry.” It’s the way you say his name that has him cursing under his breath and closing his eyes trying to stop himself from just pushing into you and fucking you into the mattress until you’re a withering mess underneath him. But he knows by the way your eyes are hooded and your cheeks are flushed with a dusting of light pink your legs are still shaking as they squeeze around his hips that you’re still not fully recovered from the two orgasms he just worked out of you with his fingers and his tongue.

“Don’t be greedy muffin.” He tells you as he leans over, pushing your top up so he can place open mouthed kisses to your chest. “Got my fingers and my tongue tonight-you’ll get my cock when I get back in a week- I promise you won’t even have to beg me for it.” His voice is gentle and soothing but with a hint of an edge to it that tells you he’s not going to give in, you just let out a breathy sigh making him smile against your skin before he drags his tongue over and around your nipple.

“Want you to come again.” You say with a soft gasp when Harry gently nips and sucks at your nipple. “Can feel how hard you are.” Your back arches as your hands tangle themselves in Harry’s hair when he moves over to your other breast while he slides his leaking tip up and down the front of your pussy.

“It’s all because of you.” He mumbles against the soft skin of your chest. “Gonna come all over this pretty pussy.” He says with a moan as he begins to give his shaft more firm and quick strokes, his hips jerking as he fucks his cock into his hand. He feels your hands give his hair a harsh tug making him groan in pleasure as his orgasm hits him.

“It’s all mine isn’t it? No one else makes a mess on this tight cunt but me isn’t that right muffin?” You let out a gasp when you feel his warm load paint the front of your pussy lips.

“Yes Harry- it’s all yours.” You say with a gasp as your hands drop from his hair as he leans back and works himself through it, a few drops landing on your clit and lower tummy.

“That’s right-s’all mine.” He growls as he rides out his high, he releases his now softening cock and looks down between your thighs, reaching out with his middle and index finger he smears his release around your entrance before slipping his fingers inside your weepy little hole.

“Harry.” You flinch away from him when his thumb does a few gentle circles on your clit, still feeling sensitive. “T-too much.” You whine making Harry slide his fingers out of your wetness.

“M’sorry muffin.” He tells you sweetly as he leans down and kisses your hips and then your tummy as you close your eyes and let out a sigh. “You okay?” He asks as he leans over you, a hand on each side of your head, when you just nod Harry can’t help but chuckle because he can tell how exhausted you are.

“I’m good.” You answer with your eyes still closed, Harry smiles as he leans down to nudge the tip of his nose against yours playfully.

“You gonna let me clean you up or are you going to be a little pouty mess about it?” He asks as his lips find your jaw, giving it a soft little pecks as his lips travel down to the side of your neck.

“Don’t need to be cleaned up.” You tell him as he nips and sucks at what’s become his favorite place to leave little reminders of him for you to see throughout the week, happily replacing them with new little love marks whenever they start to fade away. “Want to have you on me all night.”

“While I adore what a filthy little muffin you are-you can’t sleep like this you’ll be all sticky and wake me up at three in the morning when you start to cry after banging your toe on that obnoxious dresser you have on the way to the bathroom.”

“It’s not obnoxious you just don’t watch where you’re walking.”

“Fine it’s not obnoxious it’s just hideous.”

“Don’t be rude.” Harry lets out a laugh as he stands up and slips his boxers back on. “I don’t want to get up.” You tell him with a pout as you finally open your eyes, Harry just nods as he turns to walk towards your bathroom.

“That’s fine just lay there like the princess you are and I’ll do all the work like usual.” He jokes making you glare at the back of his head before he disappears into your small bathroom. When he walks out a few minutes later he has a shirt in one hand and a damp washcloth in the other.

“Is that your shirt?” You question with a raised brow as you sit up onto your elbows. Harry just nods as he places it down on the bed next to your leg as he kneels down so he can begin gently wiping the warm cloth between your thighs, giving you soft kisses to the skin of your inner thighs when he hears you let out a small hiss when he runs the cloth over your sensitive button.

“God you’re gorgeous.” He says with a sigh as he stands up and looks you in your eyes making you blush and look away from him. He smiles as he tosses the damp cloth into your dirty clothes bin by the door of your bathroom.

“Thank you.” You mumble as you sit up so you can take your top off, handing it to Harry as you grab the soft worn out band shirt that was in your clothes hamper, knowing you would want to sleep in something that smelled like him, a little thing he’s noticed you tend to do whenever the two of you stay the night with one another.

“What are you thanking me for? Calling you gorgeous? Dinner? The multiple orgasms you’ve gotten tonight?”

“Don’t make me kick you out of my bed and force you to sleep on the couch.” You threaten as he climbs into bed. “Because I’ve done it before so we both know I’m serious.”

“Oh you kicked me out a year ago because I kept shoving my feet between your legs which I still think was extremely rude because you’re the one who’s heat wasn’t working properly so you can’t blame me for seeking you out for some warmth.” He argues as you immediately snuggle into his side once he’s laying down, your cheek pressed against his bare chest and his arm lazily wrapped around you so he can rub his hand up and down your back in a soothing motion.

“I don’t get how your feet are so cold when the rest of you is like a furnace.”

“Well feel free to use me for all your warming up needs next time your heat goes out.” You laugh as his hand gives your side a playful tickle. “Wish you could come with me.” He says a few minutes later, you let out a sigh as you tilt your head so you can look at his face, silently appreciating the view of his jawline and the slight stubble from not having shaved the past few days.

“I know but I really did promise Amelia to hang out for a few days while she’s in town. Haven’t gotten to see her in months and she’s-”

“Hey it’s okay I understand.” He softly hushes you with a few kiss to your forehead and a reassuring smile as he looks down at you. “Just gonna miss you that’s all.” You feel a weird fluttering in your tummy as his words hit your ears, and it’s nothing he hasn’t said to you before when you’ve been unable to accompany him on trips but something about how he’s looking at you right now as he says it has your head spinning just a bit.

“I’m going to miss you too.” You mumble into his chest as you close your eyes.

“Goodnight love.” He whispers softly as he leans down to places a kiss to the top of your head when he looks and sees you’ve fallen asleep to the steady sound of his heartbeat.

The sound of your soft whimpers and delicate moans coming through the phone fill Harry’s New York bedroom, having been gone for five days on a spur of the moment business trip Jeff set up. When you told Harry you couldn’t go he didn’t try to beg you to change your mind, he might’ve mentioned how he wished you could come but while he may be paying for your life at the moment that doesn’t make him think he controls you and can force you to do things with him. But he’s not going to lie and say he wasn’t bummed, you’re his bestfriend and he enjoys spending time with you, that hasn’t changed since he started taking on a new role in your life, if anything it’s made him crave your company in more ways than one but that’s normal for how close the two of you are or at least that’s what he tells himself.

He knows this time is different than how he normally feels when he’s missing you because he’s been waking up painfully hard every morning and can only seem to get himself off to the the thought of his fingers pumping in and out of your soaked cunt or how your lips feel wrapped around his cock. He misses the way you feel when you fall apart for him, how his name sounds when it’s tumbling from your mouth like a prayer, how smiley and cuddly you are after he cleans you up and tucks you into bed. These are things he knows he shouldn’t be missing about you, but he can’t help it.

Now luckily for him he can tell by the way you’re practically humping your pillow with a hand between your thighs as you moan his name that you miss him too, miss the blissful pleasure that only he can bring you. It might be a little sick for him to get a small ounce of satisfaction watching you struggle to find relief without his help, but he can’t really control how his cock stiffens in his hand as he watches you fuck yourself and let out tiny moans and the prettiest groans of frustration as you grind your hips into the pillow.

“Look at you muffin.” His voice is thick with lust as he watches you try so hard to find relief, he knows you’re struggling to finish as you let out a whiny groan. “You look so good fucking those pretty little fingers-can hear how wet you are.” He tries his best to gently encourage you as his hand lazily strokes his cock, giving it a firm squeeze at the base when he hears you moan his name.

“Not enough.” You whine as your hips buck into your hand, your legs straddling your pillow that Harry uses when he sleeps over so it still smells like him, three fingers tucked inside your soaked pussy and your thumb circling your clit trying to reach your release but nothing is working. Your eyes are watering and you’re on the brink of begging Harry to come home early because you need him, and the thing is you know if you asked him to he would because you’re his bestfriend and he’ll do anything you ask, even if what you’re asking for is to be fucked by his fingers so you can finally feel relief.

“Need more-need you.” You pant as you close your eyes and increase the pressure on your clit in hopes it’ll make the pressure that’s building in your lower tummy reach it’s delicious end and have you tumbling into a pool of blissful pleasure.

“Two days muffin and you can have me.” He reminds you in a soft tone, he lets a smile take over his face as you keep your eyes closed while your hips roll into your hand that’s tucked between your pillow and your center. “Been thinking of how you looked on my lap right before I left-looked so pretty when you made a mess on my jeans.” You let out a moan as the memory begins to replay in Harry’s mind.

“Gonna miss you.” You mumble into the crook of Harry’s neck as you straddle one of his thighs as the two of you sit on the plush leather couch he has in his living room. “Don’t want you to go.” Harry lets out a small chuckle as feels you roll your hips seeking some sort of friction on your swollen clit that not even half an hour ago was being sucking between Harry’s plump lips as you gripped the headboard while you rode his face until you came so hard you swear you saw stars.

“Yeah? Want me to stay here with you all the time huh? Never leave the house and just have you on my lap all day?” He asks as his hands fall to your hips, his thumbs rubbing at the skin poking out from where your shirt ends a little above the waistband of your soft shorts.

“Yes.” You say with a sigh as you rub your clothed center over his jean clad thigh. Your hands grip his shoulders as you roll your hips making a soft breathy moan roll off your tongue.

“Such a needy little muffin.” His voice is teasing but also soft as his hands guide your hips so you’re rubbing yourself up and down his thigh, creating friction where you need it the most. The little whine you let out has Harry’s cock hardening in his jeans but he doesn’t have time to worry about that, his driver due to pick him up for the airport in a little under ten minutes, he wants to make sure you get what you need from him before he has to leave.

His hands tighten their hold on your hips, he hears your breathing turn heavy as you find the perfect angle and begin rolling your hips into him in a determined rhythm. The pressure beginning to build in your tummy as you lean your head back and grind down onto his thigh more firmly. Harry takes the opportunity to lean in and place his lips on your jaw, kissing his way down to your neck as soft moans of pleasure fall from your open mouth as you chase your release.

“That’s it muffin take what you need.” He encourages softly as he nips at the spot below your ear, your hands tighten their hold on his shoulders as you quicken your pace. “So pretty making a mess on my thigh.” He feels your legs squeezing around his thigh as his name rolls off your tongue, he guides your movements as a surge of pleasure rolls through you.

“Harry I’m-” Your words get cut off by his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss, his mouth moves against yours as you firmly grind down onto him making him swallow down your moans as you climax and start to tremble as your release soaks through your shorts making a wet spot on his jeans.

“Harry.” Your voice whining his name brings him back to the moment, his eyes looking at you through the screen of his phone as his hand is firmly gripping his cock giving it a few quick pumps. “I-I wanna come so bad.” You let out a groan as you grind down into the pillow.

“I can tell you’re close muffin you just have to relax okay?” He watches your hips stutter their movements as you let out a few deep breaths trying to do what he tells you. “There you go now curve those fingers of yours-”

“Oh.” Harry smiles when your mouth parts as you curve your fingers as you thrust them into your warm center, he watches you work yourself closer to the edge as your hand that’s not tucked inside you reaches up and grabs the headboard so you can steady yourself while increasing the pace of your hips.

“That’s it muffin doin so good.” His hips buck as he thumbs over the tip of his leaking cock, your moans get louder as you apply more pressure to your clit as you fuck your fingers while your thighs start to shake as they straddle your pillow. “Such pretty moans-keep going wanna see you soak those fingers.”

“Wish it was-oh shit.” Your grip on the headboard tightens as the pace of your thrusts quickens. “Wish it was your cock.” Harry lets out a deep moan as he fucks his fist while listening to the sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of your wetness.

“Two days muffin and you can fuck yourself on my cock all you want-shit you’re gonna look so pretty bouncing on me-oh fuck gonna make me come just thinking about it.”

“Want you to fill me up-want your come Harry please.” Harry has to close his eyes as your words tumble from your mouth as you let out a moan that has him nearly spilling all over his hand.

“Oh fuck-whatever you want muffin-shit shit you can have whatever you want.” He says between moans as he opens his eyes just in time to see your eyes roll back as your hips start to get sloppy with their movements and your walls clench around your fingers. “That’s it ride it out muffin-fuck yourself through it nice and slow.”

“Harry want-want you to come.” You pant as you try to come down from your high. “Need you to come for me want to see your face when you fall apart just like you do when you make a mess all over my pussy-please Harry.” It’s your sweet voice telling him such filthy things that has his hips jerking uncontrollably and his moth falling open as he spills his load all over his hand and lower tummy.

“Jesus.” He lets out a sigh as his head leans back against his headboard. “You know just how to wear me out muffin.” He hears you giggle as you reach over to grab your phone that was perched on your nightstand for the best view.

“Tired already? I was hoping for round two.”

“Oh round two? From the girl who was struggling so hard to finish round one?”

“Harry Styles.” Your voice is laced with faux shock making him give you a playful smile. “That was rude.” You tell him with a dramatic pout as he grabs his phone and heads for the bathroom to clean himself up.

“Sorry muffin. Feel free to punish me when I get home.” He says with a wink making you roll your eyes as you roll onto your back, the pillow you were using pushed to the side. “Don’t get too comfortable you-”

“If you tell me I need to go take a shower I’m going to hang up on you.” You threaten as Harry places his phone on the counter next to his sink so he can wet a washcloth and wipe off his hand and stomach. “Oh guess what.”

“What? You bought that dress you were drooling over in that little boutique the other day?”

“Well yes I did buy that while shopping with Amelia but that’s not what I want to tell you.” He raises an eyebrow as he finishes washing his hands, he can tell it’s something sort of big as he notices your bottom lip tucked between your teeth, something you only tend to do when you’re feeling nervous.

“What is it love?”

“I have a job interview next week.” Now Harry was semi prepared for you to tell him a lot of things, but informing him of a job interview wasn’t one of them. He has to check his face as he feels his eyebrows furrow and his lips roll together, an unwelcome feeling he can’t quite put his finger on beginning to form deep in his chest.

“Really? That’s great.” He says with as much excitement he can muster and a smile he knows doesn’t reach his eyes, but he has a feeling you’re just taking his mild reaction as him being tired since it’s near midnight for him in New York and he will happily play into that if it helps you not ask questions.

“Will you come with me to find an outfit to wear?” He nods his head as he looks around for his boxers he had on before your nightly FaceTime call that you made him agree to before he left.

“Of course.” He answers quickly, probably a little too quickly but you don’t seem to notice instead just grinning at him as he slips his boxers back on.

“Perfect.” He smiles as he sees you moving to get off your bed and head into your bathroom. “I’m going to go take a bath-”

“Oh can I watch?” You roll your eyes as he wiggles his eyebrows at you, doing his part in making sure you don’t sense a single ounce of weirdness coming from his side of the phone.

“Not tonight.” You tease making him laugh as he walks back into his bedroom. “I’ll talk to you later okay? If you fall asleep before I’m done then goodnight and I can’t wait to see you when you get home.”

“Two days.” He reminds you for what feels like the hundredth time today but he can’t help it, he’s excited to get back home. “Have a nice bath love, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Bye Harry.” You blow him a kiss that he dramatically catches and places on his cheek before you wave goodbye and end the call.

“What the fuck.” He groans as he tosses his phone onto the bed and runs a hand over his face. “She’s your bestfriend. Just your bestfriend. You need to be happy for her.” He tells himself as he lays in bed, his back against the soft sheets and plush pillow. “This was always temporary.” He says with a deep sigh, he feels as if his heart weighs ten times its usual amount as it sinks to the bottom of his chest.

“Just temporary.” He mumbles as he tries to shake off the weird feelings that are creeping up on him.

Harry can’t even hold back the grin that takes over his face as he lets himself into your apartment, the sun is barely beginning to rise making a soft glow peek through the curtains in your room. He makes sure to make as little noise as possible placing his duffle bag down near your bedroom door, slipping his jeans and t shirt off with ease before he climbs into bed. You’re cuddling a pillow close to your chest and his heart swells when he sees you’re wearing one of the t shirts he left you, wanting to make sure you had things of his for when you missed him while he was gone. His hand gently slides over your hip making you flinch when he pulls you into his chest.

“S’just me.” He whispers in your ear when you let out a sleepy gasp, your eyes barely open as you release your hold on your pillow so you can turn around in his arms.

“What’re you doing here?” Your words are jumbled together as you wrap yourself around him, almost as if you don’t really believe he’s actually here and not still across the country like he’s supposed to be for another day.

“Missed you.” He mumbles into your hair as he pulls you closer, having missed the warmth of your body pressed against his. “Got an earlier flight.” He answers having decided that if this whole thing between the two of you really is temporary then he’s not going to let a moment of it go to waste, so he got on the earliest flight he could to come back home, to come back to you.

“Missed you too.” He smiles as you rest your cheek on his chest when he lays on his back, his hands running up and down your back making you let out a soft sigh. “Missed your hands.” You mumble as your hand rests on his chest.

“Yeah? Just my hands?” He asks in a hushed tone as he lets his hand roam further down your back, softly grabbing at your ass making a faint gasp leave your lips.

“Harry.” Your voice is full of a need that he hasn’t heard before as you hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“I’m right here muffin.” He tells you softly as his hand travels under the hem of your shirt, pushing it up until it’s over the roundness of your ass making him let out a soft moan when he notices you’re only wearing his shirt and nothing else. “Tell me what you need.” He says as he moves so he’s hovering over you, a smile taking over his face when you reach up and run your hands through his hair.

“I just need you.” You answer as you pull him down for a kiss, your arms loosely wrap around his neck as his lips lazily move against yours not feeling the need to rush anything. He slips his tongue past your lips and feels you pull his down closer as he explores your mouth with his tongue. It’s not until you moan into his mouth that he realizes his hips are rolling his clothed cock against your core. When he pulls away he reaches a hand down between your thighs and lets out throaty groan when he slides his index finger through your slick folds.

“Missed how wet you get for me.” Your hands grip the tops of his shoulders when he slides his finger into your wetness. “Oh muffin.” He moans as he pumps his thick digit in and out of you slowly a few times before pulling it out and bringing it to his lips so he can get a quick taste. “Fuck I need more-can I get a proper taste of you?”

“Yes yes.” You pant as he ruts his hips into you making his hard cock nudge at your clit. Harry leans down and kisses you down the middle of your chest over your shirt until he’s placing soft kisses to your tummy as he lowers himself between your thighs, tossing your comforter to the end of the bed so he has all the access to you he needs. “Oh god.” You moan as Harry dips his middle and index finger into you, his eyes lock on yours as he takes his time pumping his fingers into you, earning him soft moans and a gasp when he curves them just right so he’s hitting that spot that has your hips bucking to meet his thrusts.

“God I missed your sweet little pussy.” He says with a groan as he slides his fingers out of you, collecting your arousal on them before he sucks them clean. “Oh fuck.” He moans as he slowly leans down and licks a stripe up the front of your pussy before dipping the tip of his tongue inside your tight hole.

“Missed your tongue-oh god Harry.” One of your hands tangles in his hair while the other one grips at your sheets as he slowly fucks his tongue into you, his thumb rubbing teasingly slow circles on your clit as he swirls his tongue inside you.

“So good-shit.” His hips roll into the mattress as the sound of your breathy moans go straight to his hardening cock.

“Want your-oh fuck Harry I want your cock.” You pant as Harry’s tongue begins to fuck into you a little faster, your grip in his hair loosening as your hips roll up to meet the pace of his tongue. “Wanna come on your cock.” You tell him with a whiney moan that has Harry pulling away from your glistening cunt, his eyes are a swirling mixture of lust and something else as he looks up at you.

“You sure muffin?” He asks softly as his your hand releases its grip on his hair, his hands resting on your hips as his lips place soft kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“Yes-yes please want your cock.” He smiles against your soft skin of your thigh, giving your pussy one last swipe of his tongue earning him a moan as he hovers above you.

“How do you want me?” He asks as he leans down and drags his lips across your jaw, your hands go to the waistband of his boxers making Harry close his eyes as you push them down until his cock springs free and he kicks them off making them land on the floor.

“Inside me.” You answer making a soft chuckle leave Harry’s lips as he kisses down your neck. “I want you inside me-just you.” You mumble as your hand wraps around his shaft giving him a few slow pumps.

“Muffin what does that-” his question gets lost in his throat as you wrap a leg over his hip and pull him closer to you so his tip is right at your entrance.

“Please Harry.” Harry has to bite down on his bottom lip and close his eyes as you whisper in his ear. “Wanna feel you.” You pant making him nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck while your hands grab onto his arms when he slowly pushes the tip of his thick cock into your soaked cunt.

“Holy shit.” He groans as he pushes deeper into you feeling your walls clench and throb around him, he pauses letting you adjust to him as your hands grab at his back at how overwhelming it feels to finally have his thick cock inside you. “Gotta relax for me muffin.” His voice is strained but still soft as he kisses up your neck and up to your jaw.

“So good.” He smiles as he picks his head up so he can look at your face as he slowly pushes the rest of his cock into you until you’re full of him.

“I knew you’d feel good but fuck-you feel like heaven.” He doesn’t move as he rests his forehead against yours needing a moment to take in just how good it feels to be tucked up deep inside of you. His lips find yours in a kiss that leaves you breathless as he rolls his hips into yours causing the tip of his cock to nudge a spot deep inside you that makes you arch into him as a shockwave of pleasure zips through you all the way down to your toes.

“Oh god Harry.” You moan as Harry’s hips finds a pace that has your nails digging into his back at how slow and languid his thrusts are. He pulls back until just his tip is inside your snug pussy and then slowly pushes back in, making your eyes close at how you can feel every inch of his thick cock as he pushes inside you.

“Takin me so well muffin like your pussy was made for me.” He says with a groan as his hips quicken their pace just enough to get your hands to drop to grab the sheets. “Fuck you’re soaking my cock.” You let out a gasp when he leans back gently grabbing one of your legs and placing it on his shoulder as he looks down where the two of you are connected, letting out a deep moan as he watches his cock disappear into your tight hole.

“So deep-oh fuck.” You say between soft moans.

“You like how deep I can get like this muffin?” He asks as he reaches down and presses his thumb over your swollen clit making your hips jolt up to meet his thrusts as you cry out his name. “Oh shit-that’s it fuck you hear that? Hear me making your sweet little cunt a soaked mess with my cock?” The sounds coming from your bedroom is music to Harry’s ears as he quickens his pace, his thrusts becoming more determined as he pulls all the way out just to push back into you making the wet sounds of his cock fucking into your pussy fill the room.

“Oh god oh shit-oh shit oh god.” Your moans get louder with each thrust of Harry’s hips and tight circle his thumb rubs over your clit. “Harry-oh fuck Harry- oh god Harry.”

“That’s it baby let your annoying neighbors know who’s making you feel this good.” The petname rolls off his tongue without his permission, but instead of ruining the moment it only seems to make you clench around him causing him to let out a choked moan as your walls pulse around his thick shaft.

“Don’t stop-oh yes yes right there Harry-fuck.” He begins thrusting into you harder now as feels how close you are to coming undone on his cock.

“Wanna be buried deep in this pussy all day-shit baby you feel too good wrapped around me like this.” He watches as you bring your hands up and grab your breasts as your back arches. “Oh shit-fuck never gonna leave you again just wanna fuck my big cock into this tight cunt all the time.”

“God yes- oh you’re so big Harry.”

“Yeah you like my big cock don’t you baby?”

“Yes yes love it-oh I’m gonna come-oh oh.”

“That’s it baby come all over me.” He says between harsh thrusts that have the tip of his cock nudging that sweet spot inside of you that makes yours eyes snap shut and your mouth to fall open. “Fuck you’re so pretty when you come-shit can feel you squeezing me-oh fuck.” You cry out his name over and over as your release hits you like a ton of bricks with how intense it is, you grab your breast and arch your back off the bed as you soak Harry’s cock making his eyes practically roll into the back of his head at how good it feels when you start to pulse and tighten around his cock.

“So good for me baby you’re doin so good taking my cock so well.” He praises you as he lightens the pressure his thumb has on your clit as he fucks you through your orgasm, his own release not far behind as he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly trying to catch your breath. “Shit shit-fuck baby I’m so close.” He tells you with a deep moan, your wet tight walls clench around him as your hips rise to meet his thrusts that have become harder and more determined as he chases his release.

“Fill me up Harry want to be stuffed full of you.” You pant as he fucks into you, when his eyes find yours he swears he could’ve bursted right then and there with how angelic you look as the soft morning light casts a soft glow to your face, you give him a smile and a nod that answers his silent question and that’s all it takes.

“Jesus-fuck.” His head falls back as his thrusts turn sloppy, his hip gives you one last harsh thrust plunging his cock as deep inside you as it can go before he feels his abs tighten and his warm load is being shot deep inside your tight pussy, your name mixed with a few curse words fall from his lips as he slowly fucks himself through his own release. “Gonna fill you up baby-stuff you full of my come until it’s dripping out of your sweet little hole.” His words have you moaning as he slowly pulls out and then pushes back, the squelching sound of him pushing back inside you make his cock twitch as your pussy squeezes around him and drains him of every last drop he has.

“Holy fuck.” You try to catch your breath as Harry places your leg back on the bed and leans over you, still tucked inside you and presses his lips to yours for a short but sweet kiss.

“You okay?” He asks checking on you once he pulls away, you give him a sleepy grin as you nod and place your hands on the sides of his face.

“I’m amazing.” You tell him making him grin as he leans down to place a kiss to your forehead.

“That’s what I like to hear.” He says as he slowly pulls out of you, he kisses your cheeks and the tip of your nose as you let out little whines at the emptiness you feel without him deep inside you. “S’okay baby we have all day-can have me as many times as you want.” He reminds you between little pecks to your lips making you smile as he moves to lay down beside you.

“M’not getting up to shower.” You tell him with as much sternness as you can making him have to hold back a laugh.

“We’ll do that after we take a little nap okay? Know you’re tired.” He reassures you with little kisses to the side of your face.

“You came home early.” You mumble into his chest as you cuddle into his side, Harry just lets out a soft chuckle as he reaches down to grab the blankets.

“I did.” He says as he pulls the covers up to your chest. “Missed you too much to stay one more day.” He explains making you smile against him as he wraps an arm around you.

“Missed you a lot.” You tell him as you close your eyes. “Next time I’ll go with you.” He smiles at how jumbled up your words get when you’re sleepy, he just pulls you closer into his side and places a kiss to the top of your head, it’s not long that he finds himself drifting off to sleep to the soft sounds of your breathing and your warm hand on his chest holding onto him almost as if you’re worried he’s going to slip away while you sleep.

“Is this what they call girl dinner?” Harry asks in amusement as he watches you pick up your martini to take a sip after just shoving a handful of fries into your mouth. “Because if it is then I can see why it’s so popular I mean who doesn’t love a dirty martini with a side of truffle fries?” You send him a playful glare as you swallow down a sip of your drink before placing it back on the table.

“Normally I also get a salad but wasn’t feeling it tonight.” You tell him with a shrug as you lean back into the booth the two of you are sitting across from each other in that’s tucked away in the corner of a restaurant Harry brought you to after taking you shopping for a new outfit for your job interview next week.

“What do you want to do after this nutritious meal? Fancy a walk around that park with the mean ducks and that goose who likes to nip at your shoelaces?” He asks as his hand finds yours that’s resting on the table, you smile as he mindlessly traces little circles on your palm before interlocking his fingers with yours. “Because I think it’s a perfect night for a walk in the park.” He adds as he brings your hand up to his lips so he can kiss at your knuckles.

“We can do that.”

“Perfect it’s-”

“Oh my god!” Harry’s head snaps in the direction of a loud shriek and he’s ready to tell whoever it is that he’s not in the mood to be bothered but then he sees it’s a woman who appears to know you, not him or if she does recognize him she’s keeping it very well hidden.

“Cindy? What-oh my god.” You all but match the woman’s greeting as she approaches the table, you quickly drop Harry’s hand as if it was burning you leaving it to fall into his lap as you turn your attention towards the person who is interrupting his dinner.

“I’m in town for a work thing I didn’t-” Cindy’s eyes scan the table and when they land on Harry he can’t even offer her a fake smile, no he just lets her have a tight lipped smile and a head nod making her cheeks get pink as if she can feel the annoyance radiating off of him. “oh where are my manners I can see you’re busy just call me-”

“Oh don’t be silly it’s just Harry.” Your voice is friendly and sweet making the words that just left your mouth seem to sting that much more as they hit Harry’s ears. “We are having a drink and some-”

“Fries? Talk about a well balanced meal.” Cindy says making you laugh as Harry’s jaw tightens and his hands are clasped together in his lap, not finding the current situation amusing in the slightest.

“Are you with anyone? You should join us-would that be okay?” When you finally turn to look at him Harry is already sliding out of the booth, you raise an eyebrow at him as he motions for your friend to take his seat.

“I’ll let you two catch up.” He tells you with a smile he knows you’ll be able to tell is forced. “Lovely meeting you Cindy.” He says as she slides into the booth across from you.

“Are you sure? You don’t-”

“I’ll talk to you later.” He is about to lean down and press his lips to yours in a kiss but he catches himself and it lands on the top of your head instead. “Have fun.” He whispers into your ear before standing up and giving the two of you a little wave as he turns to head towards the door.

“Is that your boyfriend?”

“Oh no-no no no he’s just a friend.” Harry’s heart feels like its being stabbed as each word leaves your mouth, having forgotten his phone at the table causing him to turn around and of course he would arrive just in time to hear them fall from your pretty lips.

“Sorry forgot this.” He apologizes as he grabs his phone off the table, slipping it in his pocket and avoiding your eyes as they practically beg him to look in your direction. You know he heard you, you know it upset him by the way the corners of his mouth are turned downward in a almost hidden frown but she’s been friends with him for too long not to know the signs that he’s upset.

“He’s cute and seems nice.” Cindy states with a wiggle of her eyebrows once she’s sure he’s out of hearing range. You just let out an awkward laugh and shrug, not knowing how to tell her that Harry is way more than nice, he’s about as perfect as someone can be.

“Yeah he’s-he’s wonderful.” You tell her as you reach for your drink suddenly feeling as if your throat has gone completely dry.

Harry runs a hand through his hair as he walks towards the park the two of you were going to take a stroll through after dinner. Needing to clear his head before going back to your apartment to gather his things and head to his house for the night, he’s not ready to be alone in a house that oddly is beginning to feel less and less like his home and more like a temporary dwelling between his nights spent with you wrapped around him in your tiny apartment.

“Just Harry.” He mumbles to himself as he sits on a bench. “Just a friend.” He says with a sigh as he closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath. “It’s all just temporary.” He knows he doesn’t have a valid reason to be upset, and it’s not that he’s upset with you it’s more so he’s upset that it’s taken him this long and this twist in your relationship for him to realize something.

“I’m just in love with her.” He says to himself with a heavy sigh, not sure what to do with his newly discovered feelings he does the only thing he can think of as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and hit call on the third person under his favorites.

“Hey H! What’s up mate?” Niall’s voice is happy and bubbly through the phone and the way it irritates him just further proves to Harry that he is in need of some cheering up or at least some distracting so he feels anything but miserable about the idea of being in love with you while you see him as just Harry your temporary sugar daddy but more importantly just a friend.

“You in town and fancy a night out?”

“Hell yeah let me get dressed an I’ll meet ya out.”

“Perfect I’ll send you my location.” With that Harry hangs up and heads for the pub him and Niall usually go to when both of them are in town and have the time for a few drinks. He knows this isn’t the healthiest way to deal with unwanted feelings but he figures is you’re getting to enjoy a few drinks with your friend then he should be able to do the same thing. Besides Niall will make sure he doesn’t make a fool of himself, or at least that’s what he hopes as he walks down the street towards the familiar pub.

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Foxboro, MA - 9/12/15

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Are updates for Glitch and WTF on the horizon for this week? 👉👈🥺

Hiii lovey!! Glitch is going to be updated this week and WTF is gonna be up next week!!💖

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We would not be fucking our bestie like THAT 😬😒

Hii babes!! I mean idk if my bestie looked like that I’d be fucking him anyway he wanted 👀😂💖

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Delicate is smut with no plot I expected so much more from you 😩😞

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Delicate: Temporary

Masterlist: Here

CW: language, smut (oral m and f reviving, masturbating, unprotected sex and fingering), explicit dirty talk (Harry is a freak for his bestie we already know), size kink and a small dash of angst.

A/N: Sorry in advance but just remember there is still one part left and thank you all so much for the love on this little mini series, yall are the best and I hope you enjoy!!🌟

Word Count: 9.7K

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Summary: Harry goes out of town for a week and things start to feel different🌟

“Fuck fuck-shit.” Harry pants as his grip in your hair tightens, hips bucking causing the tip of his cock to nudge the back of your throat. Your hand firmly wrapped around what you can’t fit in your mouth as you moan around his thick shaft. “That’s it muffin-shit yes just like that-oh fuck.”

He looks down at you on your knees while he’s standing near the foot of your bed, having surprised him by tugging his jeans to his ankles and wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock after coming home from taking you out for a nice dinner that included flowers and a little gift when he came to your door to pick you up. Your eyes are watery and you have drool dribbling down your chin as you hold his hip with the hand that’s not wrapped around his thick shaft and right now to Harry you look like an actual dream, not that he’d ever admit he’s dreamt about fucking his cock down your throat before. When he feels you moan around him as your hand slides off his hip he lets out a few deep groans but when he glances back down at you that’s when he notices your hand has disappeared under your skirt.

“Hands muffin.” His voice is that mixture of stern and gentle that would have your panties soaked, if you were wearing any as you remove your hand and place it back on Harry’s hip just as he thrusts his cock deeper down your throat making you gag just a bit before pulling off him to catch your breath. “I’ll take care of you don’t worry.” He gives you a smile as his hand that’s not in your hair reaches down and wipes some of the drool off your chin. “Just let me fuck this pretty little mouth first okay?”

“Okay.” You say breathlessly before you swipe your tongue over his leaking tip making his eyes snap shut and a deep moan to slip past his lips.

“Feels so fucking good.” He lets out a groan as you take him as deep as you can, his hand in your hair keeping you still so he can pull his cock out so just his tip is wrapped around your plush lips before he pushes it back in with a gentle thrust of his hips. “Fuck muffin gonna come-fuck fuck.” His hips give a few harsh thrusts making him hit the back of your throat, your low moans vibrating against his shaft make him let out a choked moan of your name as his hips still and he’s shooting his warm load down your throat. The moan you let out around his cock has his eyes rolling back as your mouth and hand work him through his orgasm until he’s gently pulling you off by the loose grip he has in your hair.

“Such a messy little muffin.” He coos as his hands cup your face, wiping the few tears off your cheeks with his thumbs. “Did so good.” He praises you with a smile as his hands slide down to the side of your neck. “Always make me feel so good so now it’s your turn.” He watches your lips curve upward as he takes a step back, effectively kicking his jeans and boxers off before helping you up off your knees.

“What do you want hmm?” He asks as his hands land at the waistband of your skirt. “Want to fuck my fingers until you’re a soaking wet mess that I’ll just clean up with my tongue?” You’re practically shaking with a deep rooted need for the man that’s staring at you like he wants to devour you as he unzips your skirt letting it drop to your feet. “Fuck you’re so pretty.” He says with a deep sigh as his eyes roam over your body, his lips press against yours in a hungry kiss as his hands roughly grip your hips.

“Need you.” You whine when he pulls away and spins you around so your back is against his chest. “Please Harry.” The way your voice turns all soft with a slight whininess to it when you beg for him to touch you has quickly become one of Harry’s favorite sounds.

“I know what you need muffin don’t worry.” He leans down and places his lips on your neck as he urges you to take the few steps forwards to your bed. “Gonna take care of you.” He promises as he places his hands on your hips as you lean forward on your knees so your face is pressed against your soft sheets and your ass is up towards him.

“Oh muffin you’re a mess.” You let out a whine as he slides his hands over your ass, your glistening pussy on display for him as he steadies himself behind you on his knees. “You liked having my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours didn’t you? Fuck-you’re practically dripping.” You just moan and nod your head in response as he teases your soaked entrance with his middle finger while his thumb finds your swollen bundle of nerves. “Shit you’re already squeezing around me and it’s just the first one.” He has to close his eyes for a moment as your warm wet walls clench around his middle finger, sending a shot of arousal straight to his cock.

“M-more Harry-oh please please.” Your words are muffled by your sheets but Harry knows what you need, he always seems to know what you need especially when it comes to your body, ever since he started paying your rent and buying you random gifts almost a month ago, he’s come to be very familiar with your moans and whines and what exactly they mean.

“There you go.” He adds two more fingers into your wetness, thrusting them into you at a pace that has you pressing back to meet his slow thrusts, feeling a very familiar pool of pleasure already starting to build low in your belly. “That’s it muffin feel how full you get when you fuck my fingers? Just think how you’ll feel when you finally get my cock tucked inside your tight little cunt-fuck it’s gonna feel so good.” Your eyes roll back and your hands grip your sheets at his filthy words as Harry reaches up to hold onto one of your hips as his thumb increases its pressure on your clit making you shudder and clench around him.

“Faster-oh oh god.” He takes your request and quickens his pace making your room be filled with the wet sounds of you fucking yourself on his fingers, pressing yourself back against his hand until the heal of his palm is tucked against you, the cool metal of the rings on his fingers a pleasant sensation as they disappear inside you.

“Oh that’s the spot isn’t it muffin-fuck you’re squeezing so tight just let go-that’s it make a mess all over my hand.” Your orgasm hits you hard and quickly making your hips press down on his hand in a sloppy but determined pace, his fingers curving inside you to hit that spot that has you seeing stars as you clench around him as you soak his fingers and his hand. “God I love how messy you are.” He moans as he looks down and watches your arousal drip down the back of your thighs when he slides his fingers out of you.

“Harry want-want your mouth.” He can’t help but grin as you pant out what you want from him, and Harry hasn’t ever enjoyed telling you no so he happily leans over and kisses your back over your top before he grabs your hips to help scoot you down the bed so he can stand at the end of it, your ass still up and your dripping center waiting for him to dive his tongue into.

“Got one more for me muffin?” He teases as he grips your hips before leaning in and licking up your soaked folds to your swollen clit, giving it a flick with his tongue.

“Harry!” You cry out his name when he shoves his tongue into your wet pussy, swirling it around while his hands slide down grabbing and kneading the soft flesh of your ass.

“I could lick your sweet pussy all day and never get enough of it.” His breath is hot against your center as he lets out a groan of pleasure when he slips his tongue back inside and starts licking you up and down, he drops a hand down to wrap around his hardening cock giving himself a few slow pumps not wanting to get too close until he feels you soaking his tongue and his chin.

“Oh god oh god oh-oh god.” Your body shudders as your hips grind down onto his tongue, a wave of pleasure crashing down on you like a tidal wave. “Harry harry-oh god Harry.” You would normally feel slightly embarrassed by how whiny and loud you’re chanting his name but Harry has a way of making you forget about anything other than how good you feel as you chase your second release of the evening. You works your hips to meet the rhythm of his tongue as he fucks it into you desperate to have you come undone on his tongue.

You let out a loud cry as you climax, not as intense as the first one but still strong enough to leave you breathless and your mind in a blissful haze, he laps up your release with his tongue. His low moan vibrating against your core making you grip the sheets so tight your knuckles turn white as Harry helps you ride it out with slow licks and a firm grip on your ass.

“So good-you taste so good.” He mumbles as he gives your center one last swipe with his tongue before he soothingly rubs his hands over your hips and down the side of your thighs. “Roll over for me muffin I wanna see that pretty face.” He helps you roll onto your back, he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly as you try to catch your breath. “There she is.” He says with a smile as you spread your legs for him to stand between.

“I’m gonna miss you.” You say softly as you reach your hands up to grab at Harry’s face. “Are you gonna miss me?” You ask as Harry leans over you so he can playfully bump your nose with his before capturing your lips in a kiss that starts off sweet and gentle but then as he reaches down and grips your knee so he can hike your leg over his hip, it turns heated and desperate as he rolls his hips into you letting you feel his hard cock pressed against your wet pussy. His tongue slips past your lips as your hands tangle in his hair as your legs wrap around him trying to pull him in closer letting the tip of his cock poke at your entrance.

“You know-fuck- I’m gonna miss you.” He says between pants when he pulls away from your kiss swollen lips. “Jesus Christ muffin you’re gonna kill me.” You let out a filthy moan when Harry grips his shaft and drags the leaky tip of his cock up and down your pussy lips.

“Please give it to me.” You beg as he pumps himself a few times, letting you feel his tip throb against you making your back arch and your pussy clench around nothing. “Want your cock Harry please.”

“Muffin.” He drags your petname out as he tries to keep himself from spilling all over your pretty cunt with how much you’re begging for him to fuck his cock into you. “Not tonight-when I get back you can have my cock okay? I’ll give it to you as many times as you want.” He tells you making your eyes get watery and a pout to take over your face causing Harry to let out a soft sigh.

“Please-just-just the tip? I can handle that.” You try to negotiate as Harry ruts his hips up against you letting his shaft rub against your sensitive clit earning him a moan.

“I know you better than that muffin.” He says with a deep groan as he gives himself a slow teasing pump with his hand. “You’ll want more than just the tip and you’re already worn out-don’t want the first time you feel my thick cock being stuffed inside your tight pussy to be when you’re half asleep.” He explains as he continues to give his cock slow strokes.

“Please Harry.” It’s the way you say his name that has him cursing under his breath and closing his eyes trying to stop himself from just pushing into you and fucking you into the mattress until you’re a withering mess underneath him. But he knows by the way your eyes are hooded and your cheeks are flushed with a dusting of light pink your legs are still shaking as they squeeze around his hips that you’re still not fully recovered from the two orgasms he just worked out of you with his fingers and his tongue.

“Don’t be greedy muffin.” He tells you as he leans over, pushing your top up so he can place open mouthed kisses to your chest. “Got my fingers and my tongue tonight-you’ll get my cock when I get back in a week- I promise you won’t even have to beg me for it.” His voice is gentle and soothing but with a hint of an edge to it that tells you he’s not going to give in, you just let out a breathy sigh making him smile against your skin before he drags his tongue over and around your nipple.

“Want you to come again.” You say with a soft gasp when Harry gently nips and sucks at your nipple. “Can feel how hard you are.” Your back arches as your hands tangle themselves in Harry’s hair when he moves over to your other breast while he slides his leaking tip up and down the front of your pussy.

“It’s all because of you.” He mumbles against the soft skin of your chest. “Gonna come all over this pretty pussy.” He says with a moan as he begins to give his shaft more firm and quick strokes, his hips jerking as he fucks his cock into his hand. He feels your hands give his hair a harsh tug making him groan in pleasure as his orgasm hits him.

“It’s all mine isn’t it? No one else makes a mess on this tight cunt but me isn’t that right muffin?” You let out a gasp when you feel his warm load paint the front of your pussy lips.

“Yes Harry- it’s all yours.” You say with a gasp as your hands drop from his hair as he leans back and works himself through it, a few drops landing on your clit and lower tummy.

“That’s right-s’all mine.” He growls as he rides out his high, he releases his now softening cock and looks down between your thighs, reaching out with his middle and index finger he smears his release around your entrance before slipping his fingers inside your weepy little hole.

“Harry.” You flinch away from him when his thumb does a few gentle circles on your clit, still feeling sensitive. “T-too much.” You whine making Harry slide his fingers out of your wetness.

“M’sorry muffin.” He tells you sweetly as he leans down and kisses your hips and then your tummy as you close your eyes and let out a sigh. “You okay?” He asks as he leans over you, a hand on each side of your head, when you just nod Harry can’t help but chuckle because he can tell how exhausted you are.

“I’m good.” You answer with your eyes still closed, Harry smiles as he leans down to nudge the tip of his nose against yours playfully.

“You gonna let me clean you up or are you going to be a little pouty mess about it?” He asks as his lips find your jaw, giving it a soft little pecks as his lips travel down to the side of your neck.

“Don’t need to be cleaned up.” You tell him as he nips and sucks at what’s become his favorite place to leave little reminders of him for you to see throughout the week, happily replacing them with new little love marks whenever they start to fade away. “Want to have you on me all night.”

“While I adore what a filthy little muffin you are-you can’t sleep like this you’ll be all sticky and wake me up at three in the morning when you start to cry after banging your toe on that obnoxious dresser you have on the way to the bathroom.”

“It’s not obnoxious you just don’t watch where you’re walking.”

“Fine it’s not obnoxious it’s just hideous.”

“Don’t be rude.” Harry lets out a laugh as he stands up and slips his boxers back on. “I don’t want to get up.” You tell him with a pout as you finally open your eyes, Harry just nods as he turns to walk towards your bathroom.

“That’s fine just lay there like the princess you are and I’ll do all the work like usual.” He jokes making you glare at the back of his head before he disappears into your small bathroom. When he walks out a few minutes later he has a shirt in one hand and a damp washcloth in the other.

“Is that your shirt?” You question with a raised brow as you sit up onto your elbows. Harry just nods as he places it down on the bed next to your leg as he kneels down so he can begin gently wiping the warm cloth between your thighs, giving you soft kisses to the skin of your inner thighs when he hears you let out a small hiss when he runs the cloth over your sensitive button.

“God you’re gorgeous.” He says with a sigh as he stands up and looks you in your eyes making you blush and look away from him. He smiles as he tosses the damp cloth into your dirty clothes bin by the door of your bathroom.

“Thank you.” You mumble as you sit up so you can take your top off, handing it to Harry as you grab the soft worn out band shirt that was in your clothes hamper, knowing you would want to sleep in something that smelled like him, a little thing he’s noticed you tend to do whenever the two of you stay the night with one another.

“What are you thanking me for? Calling you gorgeous? Dinner? The multiple orgasms you’ve gotten tonight?”

“Don’t make me kick you out of my bed and force you to sleep on the couch.” You threaten as he climbs into bed. “Because I’ve done it before so we both know I’m serious.”

“Oh you kicked me out a year ago because I kept shoving my feet between your legs which I still think was extremely rude because you’re the one who’s heat wasn’t working properly so you can’t blame me for seeking you out for some warmth.” He argues as you immediately snuggle into his side once he’s laying down, your cheek pressed against his bare chest and his arm lazily wrapped around you so he can rub his hand up and down your back in a soothing motion.

“I don’t get how your feet are so cold when the rest of you is like a furnace.”

“Well feel free to use me for all your warming up needs next time your heat goes out.” You laugh as his hand gives your side a playful tickle. “Wish you could come with me.” He says a few minutes later, you let out a sigh as you tilt your head so you can look at his face, silently appreciating the view of his jawline and the slight stubble from not having shaved the past few days.

“I know but I really did promise Amelia to hang out for a few days while she’s in town. Haven’t gotten to see her in months and she’s-”

“Hey it’s okay I understand.” He softly hushes you with a few kiss to your forehead and a reassuring smile as he looks down at you. “Just gonna miss you that’s all.” You feel a weird fluttering in your tummy as his words hit your ears, and it’s nothing he hasn’t said to you before when you’ve been unable to accompany him on trips but something about how he’s looking at you right now as he says it has your head spinning just a bit.

“I’m going to miss you too.” You mumble into his chest as you close your eyes.

“Goodnight love.” He whispers softly as he leans down to places a kiss to the top of your head when he looks and sees you’ve fallen asleep to the steady sound of his heartbeat.

The sound of your soft whimpers and delicate moans coming through the phone fill Harry’s New York bedroom, having been gone for five days on a spur of the moment business trip Jeff set up. When you told Harry you couldn’t go he didn’t try to beg you to change your mind, he might’ve mentioned how he wished you could come but while he may be paying for your life at the moment that doesn’t make him think he controls you and can force you to do things with him. But he’s not going to lie and say he wasn’t bummed, you’re his bestfriend and he enjoys spending time with you, that hasn’t changed since he started taking on a new role in your life, if anything it’s made him crave your company in more ways than one but that’s normal for how close the two of you are or at least that’s what he tells himself.

He knows this time is different than how he normally feels when he’s missing you because he’s been waking up painfully hard every morning and can only seem to get himself off to the the thought of his fingers pumping in and out of your soaked cunt or how your lips feel wrapped around his cock. He misses the way you feel when you fall apart for him, how his name sounds when it’s tumbling from your mouth like a prayer, how smiley and cuddly you are after he cleans you up and tucks you into bed. These are things he knows he shouldn’t be missing about you, but he can’t help it.

Now luckily for him he can tell by the way you’re practically humping your pillow with a hand between your thighs as you moan his name that you miss him too, miss the blissful pleasure that only he can bring you. It might be a little sick for him to get a small ounce of satisfaction watching you struggle to find relief without his help, but he can’t really control how his cock stiffens in his hand as he watches you fuck yourself and let out tiny moans and the prettiest groans of frustration as you grind your hips into the pillow.

“Look at you muffin.” His voice is thick with lust as he watches you try so hard to find relief, he knows you’re struggling to finish as you let out a whiny groan. “You look so good fucking those pretty little fingers-can hear how wet you are.” He tries his best to gently encourage you as his hand lazily strokes his cock, giving it a firm squeeze at the base when he hears you moan his name.

“Not enough.” You whine as your hips buck into your hand, your legs straddling your pillow that Harry uses when he sleeps over so it still smells like him, three fingers tucked inside your soaked pussy and your thumb circling your clit trying to reach your release but nothing is working. Your eyes are watering and you’re on the brink of begging Harry to come home early because you need him, and the thing is you know if you asked him to he would because you’re his bestfriend and he’ll do anything you ask, even if what you’re asking for is to be fucked by his fingers so you can finally feel relief.

“Need more-need you.” You pant as you close your eyes and increase the pressure on your clit in hopes it’ll make the pressure that’s building in your lower tummy reach it’s delicious end and have you tumbling into a pool of blissful pleasure.

“Two days muffin and you can have me.” He reminds you in a soft tone, he lets a smile take over his face as you keep your eyes closed while your hips roll into your hand that’s tucked between your pillow and your center. “Been thinking of how you looked on my lap right before I left-looked so pretty when you made a mess on my jeans.” You let out a moan as the memory begins to replay in Harry’s mind.

“Gonna miss you.” You mumble into the crook of Harry’s neck as you straddle one of his thighs as the two of you sit on the plush leather couch he has in his living room. “Don’t want you to go.” Harry lets out a small chuckle as feels you roll your hips seeking some sort of friction on your swollen clit that not even half an hour ago was being sucking between Harry’s plump lips as you gripped the headboard while you rode his face until you came so hard you swear you saw stars.

“Yeah? Want me to stay here with you all the time huh? Never leave the house and just have you on my lap all day?” He asks as his hands fall to your hips, his thumbs rubbing at the skin poking out from where your shirt ends a little above the waistband of your soft shorts.

“Yes.” You say with a sigh as you rub your clothed center over his jean clad thigh. Your hands grip his shoulders as you roll your hips making a soft breathy moan roll off your tongue.

“Such a needy little muffin.” His voice is teasing but also soft as his hands guide your hips so you’re rubbing yourself up and down his thigh, creating friction where you need it the most. The little whine you let out has Harry’s cock hardening in his jeans but he doesn’t have time to worry about that, his driver due to pick him up for the airport in a little under ten minutes, he wants to make sure you get what you need from him before he has to leave.

His hands tighten their hold on your hips, he hears your breathing turn heavy as you find the perfect angle and begin rolling your hips into him in a determined rhythm. The pressure beginning to build in your tummy as you lean your head back and grind down onto his thigh more firmly. Harry takes the opportunity to lean in and place his lips on your jaw, kissing his way down to your neck as soft moans of pleasure fall from your open mouth as you chase your release.

“That’s it muffin take what you need.” He encourages softly as he nips at the spot below your ear, your hands tighten their hold on his shoulders as you quicken your pace. “So pretty making a mess on my thigh.” He feels your legs squeezing around his thigh as his name rolls off your tongue, he guides your movements as a surge of pleasure rolls through you.

“Harry I’m-” Your words get cut off by his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss, his mouth moves against yours as you firmly grind down onto him making him swallow down your moans as you climax and start to tremble as your release soaks through your shorts making a wet spot on his jeans.

“Harry.” Your voice whining his name brings him back to the moment, his eyes looking at you through the screen of his phone as his hand is firmly gripping his cock giving it a few quick pumps. “I-I wanna come so bad.” You let out a groan as you grind down into the pillow.

“I can tell you’re close muffin you just have to relax okay?” He watches your hips stutter their movements as you let out a few deep breaths trying to do what he tells you. “There you go now curve those fingers of yours-”

“Oh.” Harry smiles when your mouth parts as you curve your fingers as you thrust them into your warm center, he watches you work yourself closer to the edge as your hand that’s not tucked inside you reaches up and grabs the headboard so you can steady yourself while increasing the pace of your hips.

“That’s it muffin doin so good.” His hips buck as he thumbs over the tip of his leaking cock, your moans get louder as you apply more pressure to your clit as you fuck your fingers while your thighs start to shake as they straddle your pillow. “Such pretty moans-keep going wanna see you soak those fingers.”

“Wish it was-oh shit.” Your grip on the headboard tightens as the pace of your thrusts quickens. “Wish it was your cock.” Harry lets out a deep moan as he fucks his fist while listening to the sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of your wetness.

“Two days muffin and you can fuck yourself on my cock all you want-shit you’re gonna look so pretty bouncing on me-oh fuck gonna make me come just thinking about it.”

“Want you to fill me up-want your come Harry please.” Harry has to close his eyes as your words tumble from your mouth as you let out a moan that has him nearly spilling all over his hand.

“Oh fuck-whatever you want muffin-shit shit you can have whatever you want.” He says between moans as he opens his eyes just in time to see your eyes roll back as your hips start to get sloppy with their movements and your walls clench around your fingers. “That’s it ride it out muffin-fuck yourself through it nice and slow.”

“Harry want-want you to come.” You pant as you try to come down from your high. “Need you to come for me want to see your face when you fall apart just like you do when you make a mess all over my pussy-please Harry.” It’s your sweet voice telling him such filthy things that has his hips jerking uncontrollably and his moth falling open as he spills his load all over his hand and lower tummy.

“Jesus.” He lets out a sigh as his head leans back against his headboard. “You know just how to wear me out muffin.” He hears you giggle as you reach over to grab your phone that was perched on your nightstand for the best view.

“Tired already? I was hoping for round two.”

“Oh round two? From the girl who was struggling so hard to finish round one?”

“Harry Styles.” Your voice is laced with faux shock making him give you a playful smile. “That was rude.” You tell him with a dramatic pout as he grabs his phone and heads for the bathroom to clean himself up.

“Sorry muffin. Feel free to punish me when I get home.” He says with a wink making you roll your eyes as you roll onto your back, the pillow you were using pushed to the side. “Don’t get too comfortable you-”

“If you tell me I need to go take a shower I’m going to hang up on you.” You threaten as Harry places his phone on the counter next to his sink so he can wet a washcloth and wipe off his hand and stomach. “Oh guess what.”

“What? You bought that dress you were drooling over in that little boutique the other day?”

“Well yes I did buy that while shopping with Amelia but that’s not what I want to tell you.” He raises an eyebrow as he finishes washing his hands, he can tell it’s something sort of big as he notices your bottom lip tucked between your teeth, something you only tend to do when you’re feeling nervous.

“What is it love?”

“I have a job interview next week.” Now Harry was semi prepared for you to tell him a lot of things, but informing him of a job interview wasn’t one of them. He has to check his face as he feels his eyebrows furrow and his lips roll together, an unwelcome feeling he can’t quite put his finger on beginning to form deep in his chest.

“Really? That’s great.” He says with as much excitement he can muster and a smile he knows doesn’t reach his eyes, but he has a feeling you’re just taking his mild reaction as him being tired since it’s near midnight for him in New York and he will happily play into that if it helps you not ask questions.

“Will you come with me to find an outfit to wear?” He nods his head as he looks around for his boxers he had on before your nightly FaceTime call that you made him agree to before he left.

“Of course.” He answers quickly, probably a little too quickly but you don’t seem to notice instead just grinning at him as he slips his boxers back on.

“Perfect.” He smiles as he sees you moving to get off your bed and head into your bathroom. “I’m going to go take a bath-”

“Oh can I watch?” You roll your eyes as he wiggles his eyebrows at you, doing his part in making sure you don’t sense a single ounce of weirdness coming from his side of the phone.

“Not tonight.” You tease making him laugh as he walks back into his bedroom. “I’ll talk to you later okay? If you fall asleep before I’m done then goodnight and I can’t wait to see you when you get home.”

“Two days.” He reminds you for what feels like the hundredth time today but he can’t help it, he’s excited to get back home. “Have a nice bath love, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Bye Harry.” You blow him a kiss that he dramatically catches and places on his cheek before you wave goodbye and end the call.

“What the fuck.” He groans as he tosses his phone onto the bed and runs a hand over his face. “She’s your bestfriend. Just your bestfriend. You need to be happy for her.” He tells himself as he lays in bed, his back against the soft sheets and plush pillow. “This was always temporary.” He says with a deep sigh, he feels as if his heart weighs ten times its usual amount as it sinks to the bottom of his chest.

“Just temporary.” He mumbles as he tries to shake off the weird feelings that are creeping up on him.

Harry can’t even hold back the grin that takes over his face as he lets himself into your apartment, the sun is barely beginning to rise making a soft glow peek through the curtains in your room. He makes sure to make as little noise as possible placing his duffle bag down near your bedroom door, slipping his jeans and t shirt off with ease before he climbs into bed. You’re cuddling a pillow close to your chest and his heart swells when he sees you’re wearing one of the t shirts he left you, wanting to make sure you had things of his for when you missed him while he was gone. His hand gently slides over your hip making you flinch when he pulls you into his chest.

“S’just me.” He whispers in your ear when you let out a sleepy gasp, your eyes barely open as you release your hold on your pillow so you can turn around in his arms.

“What’re you doing here?” Your words are jumbled together as you wrap yourself around him, almost as if you don’t really believe he’s actually here and not still across the country like he’s supposed to be for another day.

“Missed you.” He mumbles into your hair as he pulls you closer, having missed the warmth of your body pressed against his. “Got an earlier flight.” He answers having decided that if this whole thing between the two of you really is temporary then he’s not going to let a moment of it go to waste, so he got on the earliest flight he could to come back home, to come back to you.

“Missed you too.” He smiles as you rest your cheek on his chest when he lays on his back, his hands running up and down your back making you let out a soft sigh. “Missed your hands.” You mumble as your hand rests on his chest.

“Yeah? Just my hands?” He asks in a hushed tone as he lets his hand roam further down your back, softly grabbing at your ass making a faint gasp leave your lips.

“Harry.” Your voice is full of a need that he hasn’t heard before as you hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“I’m right here muffin.” He tells you softly as his hand travels under the hem of your shirt, pushing it up until it’s over the roundness of your ass making him let out a soft moan when he notices you’re only wearing his shirt and nothing else. “Tell me what you need.” He says as he moves so he’s hovering over you, a smile taking over his face when you reach up and run your hands through his hair.

“I just need you.” You answer as you pull him down for a kiss, your arms loosely wrap around his neck as his lips lazily move against yours not feeling the need to rush anything. He slips his tongue past your lips and feels you pull his down closer as he explores your mouth with his tongue. It’s not until you moan into his mouth that he realizes his hips are rolling his clothed cock against your core. When he pulls away he reaches a hand down between your thighs and lets out throaty groan when he slides his index finger through your slick folds.

“Missed how wet you get for me.” Your hands grip the tops of his shoulders when he slides his finger into your wetness. “Oh muffin.” He moans as he pumps his thick digit in and out of you slowly a few times before pulling it out and bringing it to his lips so he can get a quick taste. “Fuck I need more-can I get a proper taste of you?”

“Yes yes.” You pant as he ruts his hips into you making his hard cock nudge at your clit. Harry leans down and kisses you down the middle of your chest over your shirt until he’s placing soft kisses to your tummy as he lowers himself between your thighs, tossing your comforter to the end of the bed so he has all the access to you he needs. “Oh god.” You moan as Harry dips his middle and index finger into you, his eyes lock on yours as he takes his time pumping his fingers into you, earning him soft moans and a gasp when he curves them just right so he’s hitting that spot that has your hips bucking to meet his thrusts.

“God I missed your sweet little pussy.” He says with a groan as he slides his fingers out of you, collecting your arousal on them before he sucks them clean. “Oh fuck.” He moans as he slowly leans down and licks a stripe up the front of your pussy before dipping the tip of his tongue inside your tight hole.

“Missed your tongue-oh god Harry.” One of your hands tangles in his hair while the other one grips at your sheets as he slowly fucks his tongue into you, his thumb rubbing teasingly slow circles on your clit as he swirls his tongue inside you.

“So good-shit.” His hips roll into the mattress as the sound of your breathy moans go straight to his hardening cock.

“Want your-oh fuck Harry I want your cock.” You pant as Harry’s tongue begins to fuck into you a little faster, your grip in his hair loosening as your hips roll up to meet the pace of his tongue. “Wanna come on your cock.” You tell him with a whiney moan that has Harry pulling away from your glistening cunt, his eyes are a swirling mixture of lust and something else as he looks up at you.

“You sure muffin?” He asks softly as his your hand releases its grip on his hair, his hands resting on your hips as his lips place soft kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“Yes-yes please want your cock.” He smiles against your soft skin of your thigh, giving your pussy one last swipe of his tongue earning him a moan as he hovers above you.

“How do you want me?” He asks as he leans down and drags his lips across your jaw, your hands go to the waistband of his boxers making Harry close his eyes as you push them down until his cock springs free and he kicks them off making them land on the floor.

“Inside me.” You answer making a soft chuckle leave Harry’s lips as he kisses down your neck. “I want you inside me-just you.” You mumble as your hand wraps around his shaft giving him a few slow pumps.

“Muffin what does that-” his question gets lost in his throat as you wrap a leg over his hip and pull him closer to you so his tip is right at your entrance.

“Please Harry.” Harry has to bite down on his bottom lip and close his eyes as you whisper in his ear. “Wanna feel you.” You pant making him nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck while your hands grab onto his arms when he slowly pushes the tip of his thick cock into your soaked cunt.

“Holy shit.” He groans as he pushes deeper into you feeling your walls clench and throb around him, he pauses letting you adjust to him as your hands grab at his back at how overwhelming it feels to finally have his thick cock inside you. “Gotta relax for me muffin.” His voice is strained but still soft as he kisses up your neck and up to your jaw.

“So good.” He smiles as he picks his head up so he can look at your face as he slowly pushes the rest of his cock into you until you’re full of him.

“I knew you’d feel good but fuck-you feel like heaven.” He doesn’t move as he rests his forehead against yours needing a moment to take in just how good it feels to be tucked up deep inside of you. His lips find yours in a kiss that leaves you breathless as he rolls his hips into yours causing the tip of his cock to nudge a spot deep inside you that makes you arch into him as a shockwave of pleasure zips through you all the way down to your toes.

“Oh god Harry.” You moan as Harry’s hips finds a pace that has your nails digging into his back at how slow and languid his thrusts are. He pulls back until just his tip is inside your snug pussy and then slowly pushes back in, making your eyes close at how you can feel every inch of his thick cock as he pushes inside you.

“Takin me so well muffin like your pussy was made for me.” He says with a groan as his hips quicken their pace just enough to get your hands to drop to grab the sheets. “Fuck you’re soaking my cock.” You let out a gasp when he leans back gently grabbing one of your legs and placing it on his shoulder as he looks down where the two of you are connected, letting out a deep moan as he watches his cock disappear into your tight hole.

“So deep-oh fuck.” You say between soft moans.

“You like how deep I can get like this muffin?” He asks as he reaches down and presses his thumb over your swollen clit making your hips jolt up to meet his thrusts as you cry out his name. “Oh shit-that’s it fuck you hear that? Hear me making your sweet little cunt a soaked mess with my cock?” The sounds coming from your bedroom is music to Harry’s ears as he quickens his pace, his thrusts becoming more determined as he pulls all the way out just to push back into you making the wet sounds of his cock fucking into your pussy fill the room.

“Oh god oh shit-oh shit oh god.” Your moans get louder with each thrust of Harry’s hips and tight circle his thumb rubs over your clit. “Harry-oh fuck Harry- oh god Harry.”

“That’s it baby let your annoying neighbors know who’s making you feel this good.” The petname rolls off his tongue without his permission, but instead of ruining the moment it only seems to make you clench around him causing him to let out a choked moan as your walls pulse around his thick shaft.

“Don’t stop-oh yes yes right there Harry-fuck.” He begins thrusting into you harder now as feels how close you are to coming undone on his cock.

“Wanna be buried deep in this pussy all day-shit baby you feel too good wrapped around me like this.” He watches as you bring your hands up and grab your breasts as your back arches. “Oh shit-fuck never gonna leave you again just wanna fuck my big cock into this tight cunt all the time.”

“God yes- oh you’re so big Harry.”

“Yeah you like my big cock don’t you baby?”

“Yes yes love it-oh I’m gonna come-oh oh.”

“That’s it baby come all over me.” He says between harsh thrusts that have the tip of his cock nudging that sweet spot inside of you that makes yours eyes snap shut and your mouth to fall open. “Fuck you’re so pretty when you come-shit can feel you squeezing me-oh fuck.” You cry out his name over and over as your release hits you like a ton of bricks with how intense it is, you grab your breast and arch your back off the bed as you soak Harry’s cock making his eyes practically roll into the back of his head at how good it feels when you start to pulse and tighten around his cock.

“So good for me baby you’re doin so good taking my cock so well.” He praises you as he lightens the pressure his thumb has on your clit as he fucks you through your orgasm, his own release not far behind as he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly trying to catch your breath. “Shit shit-fuck baby I’m so close.” He tells you with a deep moan, your wet tight walls clench around him as your hips rise to meet his thrusts that have become harder and more determined as he chases his release.

“Fill me up Harry want to be stuffed full of you.” You pant as he fucks into you, when his eyes find yours he swears he could’ve bursted right then and there with how angelic you look as the soft morning light casts a soft glow to your face, you give him a smile and a nod that answers his silent question and that’s all it takes.

“Jesus-fuck.” His head falls back as his thrusts turn sloppy, his hip gives you one last harsh thrust plunging his cock as deep inside you as it can go before he feels his abs tighten and his warm load is being shot deep inside your tight pussy, your name mixed with a few curse words fall from his lips as he slowly fucks himself through his own release. “Gonna fill you up baby-stuff you full of my come until it’s dripping out of your sweet little hole.” His words have you moaning as he slowly pulls out and then pushes back, the squelching sound of him pushing back inside you make his cock twitch as your pussy squeezes around him and drains him of every last drop he has.

“Holy fuck.” You try to catch your breath as Harry places your leg back on the bed and leans over you, still tucked inside you and presses his lips to yours for a short but sweet kiss.

“You okay?” He asks checking on you once he pulls away, you give him a sleepy grin as you nod and place your hands on the sides of his face.

“I’m amazing.” You tell him making him grin as he leans down to place a kiss to your forehead.

“That’s what I like to hear.” He says as he slowly pulls out of you, he kisses your cheeks and the tip of your nose as you let out little whines at the emptiness you feel without him deep inside you. “S’okay baby we have all day-can have me as many times as you want.” He reminds you between little pecks to your lips making you smile as he moves to lay down beside you.

“M’not getting up to shower.” You tell him with as much sternness as you can making him have to hold back a laugh.

“We’ll do that after we take a little nap okay? Know you’re tired.” He reassures you with little kisses to the side of your face.

“You came home early.” You mumble into his chest as you cuddle into his side, Harry just lets out a soft chuckle as he reaches down to grab the blankets.

“I did.” He says as he pulls the covers up to your chest. “Missed you too much to stay one more day.” He explains making you smile against him as he wraps an arm around you.

“Missed you a lot.” You tell him as you close your eyes. “Next time I’ll go with you.” He smiles at how jumbled up your words get when you’re sleepy, he just pulls you closer into his side and places a kiss to the top of your head, it’s not long that he finds himself drifting off to sleep to the soft sounds of your breathing and your warm hand on his chest holding onto him almost as if you’re worried he’s going to slip away while you sleep.

“Is this what they call girl dinner?” Harry asks in amusement as he watches you pick up your martini to take a sip after just shoving a handful of fries into your mouth. “Because if it is then I can see why it’s so popular I mean who doesn’t love a dirty martini with a side of truffle fries?” You send him a playful glare as you swallow down a sip of your drink before placing it back on the table.

“Normally I also get a salad but wasn’t feeling it tonight.” You tell him with a shrug as you lean back into the booth the two of you are sitting across from each other in that’s tucked away in the corner of a restaurant Harry brought you to after taking you shopping for a new outfit for your job interview next week.

“What do you want to do after this nutritious meal? Fancy a walk around that park with the mean ducks and that goose who likes to nip at your shoelaces?” He asks as his hand finds yours that’s resting on the table, you smile as he mindlessly traces little circles on your palm before interlocking his fingers with yours. “Because I think it’s a perfect night for a walk in the park.” He adds as he brings your hand up to his lips so he can kiss at your knuckles.

“We can do that.”

“Perfect it’s-”

“Oh my god!” Harry’s head snaps in the direction of a loud shriek and he’s ready to tell whoever it is that he’s not in the mood to be bothered but then he sees it’s a woman who appears to know you, not him or if she does recognize him she’s keeping it very well hidden.

“Cindy? What-oh my god.” You all but match the woman’s greeting as she approaches the table, you quickly drop Harry’s hand as if it was burning you leaving it to fall into his lap as you turn your attention towards the person who is interrupting his dinner.

“I’m in town for a work thing I didn’t-” Cindy’s eyes scan the table and when they land on Harry he can’t even offer her a fake smile, no he just lets her have a tight lipped smile and a head nod making her cheeks get pink as if she can feel the annoyance radiating off of him. “oh where are my manners I can see you’re busy just call me-”

“Oh don’t be silly it’s just Harry.” Your voice is friendly and sweet making the words that just left your mouth seem to sting that much more as they hit Harry’s ears. “We are having a drink and some-”

“Fries? Talk about a well balanced meal.” Cindy says making you laugh as Harry’s jaw tightens and his hands are clasped together in his lap, not finding the current situation amusing in the slightest.

“Are you with anyone? You should join us-would that be okay?” When you finally turn to look at him Harry is already sliding out of the booth, you raise an eyebrow at him as he motions for your friend to take his seat.

“I’ll let you two catch up.” He tells you with a smile he knows you’ll be able to tell is forced. “Lovely meeting you Cindy.” He says as she slides into the booth across from you.

“Are you sure? You don’t-”

“I’ll talk to you later.” He is about to lean down and press his lips to yours in a kiss but he catches himself and it lands on the top of your head instead. “Have fun.” He whispers into your ear before standing up and giving the two of you a little wave as he turns to head towards the door.

“Is that your boyfriend?”

“Oh no-no no no he’s just a friend.” Harry’s heart feels like its being stabbed as each word leaves your mouth, having forgotten his phone at the table causing him to turn around and of course he would arrive just in time to hear them fall from your pretty lips.

“Sorry forgot this.” He apologizes as he grabs his phone off the table, slipping it in his pocket and avoiding your eyes as they practically beg him to look in your direction. You know he heard you, you know it upset him by the way the corners of his mouth are turned downward in a almost hidden frown but she’s been friends with him for too long not to know the signs that he’s upset.

“He’s cute and seems nice.” Cindy states with a wiggle of her eyebrows once she’s sure he’s out of hearing range. You just let out an awkward laugh and shrug, not knowing how to tell her that Harry is way more than nice, he’s about as perfect as someone can be.

“Yeah he’s-he’s wonderful.” You tell her as you reach for your drink suddenly feeling as if your throat has gone completely dry.

Harry runs a hand through his hair as he walks towards the park the two of you were going to take a stroll through after dinner. Needing to clear his head before going back to your apartment to gather his things and head to his house for the night, he’s not ready to be alone in a house that oddly is beginning to feel less and less like his home and more like a temporary dwelling between his nights spent with you wrapped around him in your tiny apartment.

“Just Harry.” He mumbles to himself as he sits on a bench. “Just a friend.” He says with a sigh as he closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath. “It’s all just temporary.” He knows he doesn’t have a valid reason to be upset, and it’s not that he’s upset with you it’s more so he’s upset that it’s taken him this long and this twist in your relationship for him to realize something.

“I’m just in love with her.” He says to himself with a heavy sigh, not sure what to do with his newly discovered feelings he does the only thing he can think of as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and hit call on the third person under his favorites.

“Hey H! What’s up mate?” Niall’s voice is happy and bubbly through the phone and the way it irritates him just further proves to Harry that he is in need of some cheering up or at least some distracting so he feels anything but miserable about the idea of being in love with you while you see him as just Harry your temporary sugar daddy but more importantly just a friend.

“You in town and fancy a night out?”

“Hell yeah let me get dressed an I’ll meet ya out.”

“Perfect I’ll send you my location.” With that Harry hangs up and heads for the pub him and Niall usually go to when both of them are in town and have the time for a few drinks. He knows this isn’t the healthiest way to deal with unwanted feelings but he figures is you’re getting to enjoy a few drinks with your friend then he should be able to do the same thing. Besides Niall will make sure he doesn’t make a fool of himself, or at least that’s what he hopes as he walks down the street towards the familiar pub.

[harrywavycurly]

Delicate: Temporary

Masterlist: Here

CW: language, smut (oral m and f reviving, masturbating, unprotected sex and fingering), explicit dirty talk (Harry is a freak for his bestie we already know), size kink and a small dash of angst.

A/N: Sorry in advance but just remember there is still one part left and thank you all so much for the love on this little mini series, yall are the best and I hope you enjoy!!🌟

Word Count: 9.7K

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Summary: Harry goes out of town for a week and things start to feel different🌟

“Fuck fuck-shit.” Harry pants as his grip in your hair tightens, hips bucking causing the tip of his cock to nudge the back of your throat. Your hand firmly wrapped around what you can’t fit in your mouth as you moan around his thick shaft. “That’s it muffin-shit yes just like that-oh fuck.”

He looks down at you on your knees while he’s standing near the foot of your bed, having surprised him by tugging his jeans to his ankles and wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock after coming home from taking you out for a nice dinner that included flowers and a little gift when he came to your door to pick you up. Your eyes are watery and you have drool dribbling down your chin as you hold his hip with the hand that’s not wrapped around his thick shaft and right now to Harry you look like an actual dream, not that he’d ever admit he’s dreamt about fucking his cock down your throat before. When he feels you moan around him as your hand slides off his hip he lets out a few deep groans but when he glances back down at you that’s when he notices your hand has disappeared under your skirt.

“Hands muffin.” His voice is that mixture of stern and gentle that would have your panties soaked, if you were wearing any as you remove your hand and place it back on Harry’s hip just as he thrusts his cock deeper down your throat making you gag just a bit before pulling off him to catch your breath. “I’ll take care of you don’t worry.” He gives you a smile as his hand that’s not in your hair reaches down and wipes some of the drool off your chin. “Just let me fuck this pretty little mouth first okay?”

“Okay.” You say breathlessly before you swipe your tongue over his leaking tip making his eyes snap shut and a deep moan to slip past his lips.

“Feels so fucking good.” He lets out a groan as you take him as deep as you can, his hand in your hair keeping you still so he can pull his cock out so just his tip is wrapped around your plush lips before he pushes it back in with a gentle thrust of his hips. “Fuck muffin gonna come-fuck fuck.” His hips give a few harsh thrusts making him hit the back of your throat, your low moans vibrating against his shaft make him let out a choked moan of your name as his hips still and he’s shooting his warm load down your throat. The moan you let out around his cock has his eyes rolling back as your mouth and hand work him through his orgasm until he’s gently pulling you off by the loose grip he has in your hair.

“Such a messy little muffin.” He coos as his hands cup your face, wiping the few tears off your cheeks with his thumbs. “Did so good.” He praises you with a smile as his hands slide down to the side of your neck. “Always make me feel so good so now it’s your turn.” He watches your lips curve upward as he takes a step back, effectively kicking his jeans and boxers off before helping you up off your knees.

“What do you want hmm?” He asks as his hands land at the waistband of your skirt. “Want to fuck my fingers until you’re a soaking wet mess that I’ll just clean up with my tongue?” You’re practically shaking with a deep rooted need for the man that’s staring at you like he wants to devour you as he unzips your skirt letting it drop to your feet. “Fuck you’re so pretty.” He says with a deep sigh as his eyes roam over your body, his lips press against yours in a hungry kiss as his hands roughly grip your hips.

“Need you.” You whine when he pulls away and spins you around so your back is against his chest. “Please Harry.” The way your voice turns all soft with a slight whininess to it when you beg for him to touch you has quickly become one of Harry’s favorite sounds.

“I know what you need muffin don’t worry.” He leans down and places his lips on your neck as he urges you to take the few steps forwards to your bed. “Gonna take care of you.” He promises as he places his hands on your hips as you lean forward on your knees so your face is pressed against your soft sheets and your ass is up towards him.

“Oh muffin you’re a mess.” You let out a whine as he slides his hands over your ass, your glistening pussy on display for him as he steadies himself behind you on his knees. “You liked having my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours didn’t you? Fuck-you’re practically dripping.” You just moan and nod your head in response as he teases your soaked entrance with his middle finger while his thumb finds your swollen bundle of nerves. “Shit you’re already squeezing around me and it’s just the first one.” He has to close his eyes for a moment as your warm wet walls clench around his middle finger, sending a shot of arousal straight to his cock.

“M-more Harry-oh please please.” Your words are muffled by your sheets but Harry knows what you need, he always seems to know what you need especially when it comes to your body, ever since he started paying your rent and buying you random gifts almost a month ago, he’s come to be very familiar with your moans and whines and what exactly they mean.

“There you go.” He adds two more fingers into your wetness, thrusting them into you at a pace that has you pressing back to meet his slow thrusts, feeling a very familiar pool of pleasure already starting to build low in your belly. “That’s it muffin feel how full you get when you fuck my fingers? Just think how you’ll feel when you finally get my cock tucked inside your tight little cunt-fuck it’s gonna feel so good.” Your eyes roll back and your hands grip your sheets at his filthy words as Harry reaches up to hold onto one of your hips as his thumb increases its pressure on your clit making you shudder and clench around him.

“Faster-oh oh god.” He takes your request and quickens his pace making your room be filled with the wet sounds of you fucking yourself on his fingers, pressing yourself back against his hand until the heal of his palm is tucked against you, the cool metal of the rings on his fingers a pleasant sensation as they disappear inside you.

“Oh that’s the spot isn’t it muffin-fuck you’re squeezing so tight just let go-that’s it make a mess all over my hand.” Your orgasm hits you hard and quickly making your hips press down on his hand in a sloppy but determined pace, his fingers curving inside you to hit that spot that has you seeing stars as you clench around him as you soak his fingers and his hand. “God I love how messy you are.” He moans as he looks down and watches your arousal drip down the back of your thighs when he slides his fingers out of you.

“Harry want-want your mouth.” He can’t help but grin as you pant out what you want from him, and Harry hasn’t ever enjoyed telling you no so he happily leans over and kisses your back over your top before he grabs your hips to help scoot you down the bed so he can stand at the end of it, your ass still up and your dripping center waiting for him to dive his tongue into.

“Got one more for me muffin?” He teases as he grips your hips before leaning in and licking up your soaked folds to your swollen clit, giving it a flick with his tongue.

“Harry!” You cry out his name when he shoves his tongue into your wet pussy, swirling it around while his hands slide down grabbing and kneading the soft flesh of your ass.

“I could lick your sweet pussy all day and never get enough of it.” His breath is hot against your center as he lets out a groan of pleasure when he slips his tongue back inside and starts licking you up and down, he drops a hand down to wrap around his hardening cock giving himself a few slow pumps not wanting to get too close until he feels you soaking his tongue and his chin.

“Oh god oh god oh-oh god.” Your body shudders as your hips grind down onto his tongue, a wave of pleasure crashing down on you like a tidal wave. “Harry harry-oh god Harry.” You would normally feel slightly embarrassed by how whiny and loud you’re chanting his name but Harry has a way of making you forget about anything other than how good you feel as you chase your second release of the evening. You works your hips to meet the rhythm of his tongue as he fucks it into you desperate to have you come undone on his tongue.

You let out a loud cry as you climax, not as intense as the first one but still strong enough to leave you breathless and your mind in a blissful haze, he laps up your release with his tongue. His low moan vibrating against your core making you grip the sheets so tight your knuckles turn white as Harry helps you ride it out with slow licks and a firm grip on your ass.

“So good-you taste so good.” He mumbles as he gives your center one last swipe with his tongue before he soothingly rubs his hands over your hips and down the side of your thighs. “Roll over for me muffin I wanna see that pretty face.” He helps you roll onto your back, he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly as you try to catch your breath. “There she is.” He says with a smile as you spread your legs for him to stand between.

“I’m gonna miss you.” You say softly as you reach your hands up to grab at Harry’s face. “Are you gonna miss me?” You ask as Harry leans over you so he can playfully bump your nose with his before capturing your lips in a kiss that starts off sweet and gentle but then as he reaches down and grips your knee so he can hike your leg over his hip, it turns heated and desperate as he rolls his hips into you letting you feel his hard cock pressed against your wet pussy. His tongue slips past your lips as your hands tangle in his hair as your legs wrap around him trying to pull him in closer letting the tip of his cock poke at your entrance.

“You know-fuck- I’m gonna miss you.” He says between pants when he pulls away from your kiss swollen lips. “Jesus Christ muffin you’re gonna kill me.” You let out a filthy moan when Harry grips his shaft and drags the leaky tip of his cock up and down your pussy lips.

“Please give it to me.” You beg as he pumps himself a few times, letting you feel his tip throb against you making your back arch and your pussy clench around nothing. “Want your cock Harry please.”

“Muffin.” He drags your petname out as he tries to keep himself from spilling all over your pretty cunt with how much you’re begging for him to fuck his cock into you. “Not tonight-when I get back you can have my cock okay? I’ll give it to you as many times as you want.” He tells you making your eyes get watery and a pout to take over your face causing Harry to let out a soft sigh.

“Please-just-just the tip? I can handle that.” You try to negotiate as Harry ruts his hips up against you letting his shaft rub against your sensitive clit earning him a moan.

“I know you better than that muffin.” He says with a deep groan as he gives himself a slow teasing pump with his hand. “You’ll want more than just the tip and you’re already worn out-don’t want the first time you feel my thick cock being stuffed inside your tight pussy to be when you’re half asleep.” He explains as he continues to give his cock slow strokes.

“Please Harry.” It’s the way you say his name that has him cursing under his breath and closing his eyes trying to stop himself from just pushing into you and fucking you into the mattress until you’re a withering mess underneath him. But he knows by the way your eyes are hooded and your cheeks are flushed with a dusting of light pink your legs are still shaking as they squeeze around his hips that you’re still not fully recovered from the two orgasms he just worked out of you with his fingers and his tongue.

“Don’t be greedy muffin.” He tells you as he leans over, pushing your top up so he can place open mouthed kisses to your chest. “Got my fingers and my tongue tonight-you’ll get my cock when I get back in a week- I promise you won’t even have to beg me for it.” His voice is gentle and soothing but with a hint of an edge to it that tells you he’s not going to give in, you just let out a breathy sigh making him smile against your skin before he drags his tongue over and around your nipple.

“Want you to come again.” You say with a soft gasp when Harry gently nips and sucks at your nipple. “Can feel how hard you are.” Your back arches as your hands tangle themselves in Harry’s hair when he moves over to your other breast while he slides his leaking tip up and down the front of your pussy.

“It’s all because of you.” He mumbles against the soft skin of your chest. “Gonna come all over this pretty pussy.” He says with a moan as he begins to give his shaft more firm and quick strokes, his hips jerking as he fucks his cock into his hand. He feels your hands give his hair a harsh tug making him groan in pleasure as his orgasm hits him.

“It’s all mine isn’t it? No one else makes a mess on this tight cunt but me isn’t that right muffin?” You let out a gasp when you feel his warm load paint the front of your pussy lips.

“Yes Harry- it’s all yours.” You say with a gasp as your hands drop from his hair as he leans back and works himself through it, a few drops landing on your clit and lower tummy.

“That’s right-s’all mine.” He growls as he rides out his high, he releases his now softening cock and looks down between your thighs, reaching out with his middle and index finger he smears his release around your entrance before slipping his fingers inside your weepy little hole.

“Harry.” You flinch away from him when his thumb does a few gentle circles on your clit, still feeling sensitive. “T-too much.” You whine making Harry slide his fingers out of your wetness.

“M’sorry muffin.” He tells you sweetly as he leans down and kisses your hips and then your tummy as you close your eyes and let out a sigh. “You okay?” He asks as he leans over you, a hand on each side of your head, when you just nod Harry can’t help but chuckle because he can tell how exhausted you are.

“I’m good.” You answer with your eyes still closed, Harry smiles as he leans down to nudge the tip of his nose against yours playfully.

“You gonna let me clean you up or are you going to be a little pouty mess about it?” He asks as his lips find your jaw, giving it a soft little pecks as his lips travel down to the side of your neck.

“Don’t need to be cleaned up.” You tell him as he nips and sucks at what’s become his favorite place to leave little reminders of him for you to see throughout the week, happily replacing them with new little love marks whenever they start to fade away. “Want to have you on me all night.”

“While I adore what a filthy little muffin you are-you can’t sleep like this you’ll be all sticky and wake me up at three in the morning when you start to cry after banging your toe on that obnoxious dresser you have on the way to the bathroom.”

“It’s not obnoxious you just don’t watch where you’re walking.”

“Fine it’s not obnoxious it’s just hideous.”

“Don’t be rude.” Harry lets out a laugh as he stands up and slips his boxers back on. “I don’t want to get up.” You tell him with a pout as you finally open your eyes, Harry just nods as he turns to walk towards your bathroom.

“That’s fine just lay there like the princess you are and I’ll do all the work like usual.” He jokes making you glare at the back of his head before he disappears into your small bathroom. When he walks out a few minutes later he has a shirt in one hand and a damp washcloth in the other.

“Is that your shirt?” You question with a raised brow as you sit up onto your elbows. Harry just nods as he places it down on the bed next to your leg as he kneels down so he can begin gently wiping the warm cloth between your thighs, giving you soft kisses to the skin of your inner thighs when he hears you let out a small hiss when he runs the cloth over your sensitive button.

“God you’re gorgeous.” He says with a sigh as he stands up and looks you in your eyes making you blush and look away from him. He smiles as he tosses the damp cloth into your dirty clothes bin by the door of your bathroom.

“Thank you.” You mumble as you sit up so you can take your top off, handing it to Harry as you grab the soft worn out band shirt that was in your clothes hamper, knowing you would want to sleep in something that smelled like him, a little thing he’s noticed you tend to do whenever the two of you stay the night with one another.

“What are you thanking me for? Calling you gorgeous? Dinner? The multiple orgasms you’ve gotten tonight?”

“Don’t make me kick you out of my bed and force you to sleep on the couch.” You threaten as he climbs into bed. “Because I’ve done it before so we both know I’m serious.”

“Oh you kicked me out a year ago because I kept shoving my feet between your legs which I still think was extremely rude because you’re the one who’s heat wasn’t working properly so you can’t blame me for seeking you out for some warmth.” He argues as you immediately snuggle into his side once he’s laying down, your cheek pressed against his bare chest and his arm lazily wrapped around you so he can rub his hand up and down your back in a soothing motion.

“I don’t get how your feet are so cold when the rest of you is like a furnace.”

“Well feel free to use me for all your warming up needs next time your heat goes out.” You laugh as his hand gives your side a playful tickle. “Wish you could come with me.” He says a few minutes later, you let out a sigh as you tilt your head so you can look at his face, silently appreciating the view of his jawline and the slight stubble from not having shaved the past few days.

“I know but I really did promise Amelia to hang out for a few days while she’s in town. Haven’t gotten to see her in months and she’s-”

“Hey it’s okay I understand.” He softly hushes you with a few kiss to your forehead and a reassuring smile as he looks down at you. “Just gonna miss you that’s all.” You feel a weird fluttering in your tummy as his words hit your ears, and it’s nothing he hasn’t said to you before when you’ve been unable to accompany him on trips but something about how he’s looking at you right now as he says it has your head spinning just a bit.

“I’m going to miss you too.” You mumble into his chest as you close your eyes.

“Goodnight love.” He whispers softly as he leans down to places a kiss to the top of your head when he looks and sees you’ve fallen asleep to the steady sound of his heartbeat.

The sound of your soft whimpers and delicate moans coming through the phone fill Harry’s New York bedroom, having been gone for five days on a spur of the moment business trip Jeff set up. When you told Harry you couldn’t go he didn’t try to beg you to change your mind, he might’ve mentioned how he wished you could come but while he may be paying for your life at the moment that doesn’t make him think he controls you and can force you to do things with him. But he’s not going to lie and say he wasn’t bummed, you’re his bestfriend and he enjoys spending time with you, that hasn’t changed since he started taking on a new role in your life, if anything it’s made him crave your company in more ways than one but that’s normal for how close the two of you are or at least that’s what he tells himself.

He knows this time is different than how he normally feels when he’s missing you because he’s been waking up painfully hard every morning and can only seem to get himself off to the the thought of his fingers pumping in and out of your soaked cunt or how your lips feel wrapped around his cock. He misses the way you feel when you fall apart for him, how his name sounds when it’s tumbling from your mouth like a prayer, how smiley and cuddly you are after he cleans you up and tucks you into bed. These are things he knows he shouldn’t be missing about you, but he can’t help it.

Now luckily for him he can tell by the way you’re practically humping your pillow with a hand between your thighs as you moan his name that you miss him too, miss the blissful pleasure that only he can bring you. It might be a little sick for him to get a small ounce of satisfaction watching you struggle to find relief without his help, but he can’t really control how his cock stiffens in his hand as he watches you fuck yourself and let out tiny moans and the prettiest groans of frustration as you grind your hips into the pillow.

“Look at you muffin.” His voice is thick with lust as he watches you try so hard to find relief, he knows you’re struggling to finish as you let out a whiny groan. “You look so good fucking those pretty little fingers-can hear how wet you are.” He tries his best to gently encourage you as his hand lazily strokes his cock, giving it a firm squeeze at the base when he hears you moan his name.

“Not enough.” You whine as your hips buck into your hand, your legs straddling your pillow that Harry uses when he sleeps over so it still smells like him, three fingers tucked inside your soaked pussy and your thumb circling your clit trying to reach your release but nothing is working. Your eyes are watering and you’re on the brink of begging Harry to come home early because you need him, and the thing is you know if you asked him to he would because you’re his bestfriend and he’ll do anything you ask, even if what you’re asking for is to be fucked by his fingers so you can finally feel relief.

“Need more-need you.” You pant as you close your eyes and increase the pressure on your clit in hopes it’ll make the pressure that’s building in your lower tummy reach it’s delicious end and have you tumbling into a pool of blissful pleasure.

“Two days muffin and you can have me.” He reminds you in a soft tone, he lets a smile take over his face as you keep your eyes closed while your hips roll into your hand that’s tucked between your pillow and your center. “Been thinking of how you looked on my lap right before I left-looked so pretty when you made a mess on my jeans.” You let out a moan as the memory begins to replay in Harry’s mind.

“Gonna miss you.” You mumble into the crook of Harry’s neck as you straddle one of his thighs as the two of you sit on the plush leather couch he has in his living room. “Don’t want you to go.” Harry lets out a small chuckle as feels you roll your hips seeking some sort of friction on your swollen clit that not even half an hour ago was being sucking between Harry’s plump lips as you gripped the headboard while you rode his face until you came so hard you swear you saw stars.

“Yeah? Want me to stay here with you all the time huh? Never leave the house and just have you on my lap all day?” He asks as his hands fall to your hips, his thumbs rubbing at the skin poking out from where your shirt ends a little above the waistband of your soft shorts.

“Yes.” You say with a sigh as you rub your clothed center over his jean clad thigh. Your hands grip his shoulders as you roll your hips making a soft breathy moan roll off your tongue.

“Such a needy little muffin.” His voice is teasing but also soft as his hands guide your hips so you’re rubbing yourself up and down his thigh, creating friction where you need it the most. The little whine you let out has Harry’s cock hardening in his jeans but he doesn’t have time to worry about that, his driver due to pick him up for the airport in a little under ten minutes, he wants to make sure you get what you need from him before he has to leave.

His hands tighten their hold on your hips, he hears your breathing turn heavy as you find the perfect angle and begin rolling your hips into him in a determined rhythm. The pressure beginning to build in your tummy as you lean your head back and grind down onto his thigh more firmly. Harry takes the opportunity to lean in and place his lips on your jaw, kissing his way down to your neck as soft moans of pleasure fall from your open mouth as you chase your release.

“That’s it muffin take what you need.” He encourages softly as he nips at the spot below your ear, your hands tighten their hold on his shoulders as you quicken your pace. “So pretty making a mess on my thigh.” He feels your legs squeezing around his thigh as his name rolls off your tongue, he guides your movements as a surge of pleasure rolls through you.

“Harry I’m-” Your words get cut off by his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss, his mouth moves against yours as you firmly grind down onto him making him swallow down your moans as you climax and start to tremble as your release soaks through your shorts making a wet spot on his jeans.

“Harry.” Your voice whining his name brings him back to the moment, his eyes looking at you through the screen of his phone as his hand is firmly gripping his cock giving it a few quick pumps. “I-I wanna come so bad.” You let out a groan as you grind down into the pillow.

“I can tell you’re close muffin you just have to relax okay?” He watches your hips stutter their movements as you let out a few deep breaths trying to do what he tells you. “There you go now curve those fingers of yours-”

“Oh.” Harry smiles when your mouth parts as you curve your fingers as you thrust them into your warm center, he watches you work yourself closer to the edge as your hand that’s not tucked inside you reaches up and grabs the headboard so you can steady yourself while increasing the pace of your hips.

“That’s it muffin doin so good.” His hips buck as he thumbs over the tip of his leaking cock, your moans get louder as you apply more pressure to your clit as you fuck your fingers while your thighs start to shake as they straddle your pillow. “Such pretty moans-keep going wanna see you soak those fingers.”

“Wish it was-oh shit.” Your grip on the headboard tightens as the pace of your thrusts quickens. “Wish it was your cock.” Harry lets out a deep moan as he fucks his fist while listening to the sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of your wetness.

“Two days muffin and you can fuck yourself on my cock all you want-shit you’re gonna look so pretty bouncing on me-oh fuck gonna make me come just thinking about it.”

“Want you to fill me up-want your come Harry please.” Harry has to close his eyes as your words tumble from your mouth as you let out a moan that has him nearly spilling all over his hand.

“Oh fuck-whatever you want muffin-shit shit you can have whatever you want.” He says between moans as he opens his eyes just in time to see your eyes roll back as your hips start to get sloppy with their movements and your walls clench around your fingers. “That’s it ride it out muffin-fuck yourself through it nice and slow.”

“Harry want-want you to come.” You pant as you try to come down from your high. “Need you to come for me want to see your face when you fall apart just like you do when you make a mess all over my pussy-please Harry.” It’s your sweet voice telling him such filthy things that has his hips jerking uncontrollably and his moth falling open as he spills his load all over his hand and lower tummy.

“Jesus.” He lets out a sigh as his head leans back against his headboard. “You know just how to wear me out muffin.” He hears you giggle as you reach over to grab your phone that was perched on your nightstand for the best view.

“Tired already? I was hoping for round two.”

“Oh round two? From the girl who was struggling so hard to finish round one?”

“Harry Styles.” Your voice is laced with faux shock making him give you a playful smile. “That was rude.” You tell him with a dramatic pout as he grabs his phone and heads for the bathroom to clean himself up.

“Sorry muffin. Feel free to punish me when I get home.” He says with a wink making you roll your eyes as you roll onto your back, the pillow you were using pushed to the side. “Don’t get too comfortable you-”

“If you tell me I need to go take a shower I’m going to hang up on you.” You threaten as Harry places his phone on the counter next to his sink so he can wet a washcloth and wipe off his hand and stomach. “Oh guess what.”

“What? You bought that dress you were drooling over in that little boutique the other day?”

“Well yes I did buy that while shopping with Amelia but that’s not what I want to tell you.” He raises an eyebrow as he finishes washing his hands, he can tell it’s something sort of big as he notices your bottom lip tucked between your teeth, something you only tend to do when you’re feeling nervous.

“What is it love?”

“I have a job interview next week.” Now Harry was semi prepared for you to tell him a lot of things, but informing him of a job interview wasn’t one of them. He has to check his face as he feels his eyebrows furrow and his lips roll together, an unwelcome feeling he can’t quite put his finger on beginning to form deep in his chest.

“Really? That’s great.” He says with as much excitement he can muster and a smile he knows doesn’t reach his eyes, but he has a feeling you’re just taking his mild reaction as him being tired since it’s near midnight for him in New York and he will happily play into that if it helps you not ask questions.

“Will you come with me to find an outfit to wear?” He nods his head as he looks around for his boxers he had on before your nightly FaceTime call that you made him agree to before he left.

“Of course.” He answers quickly, probably a little too quickly but you don’t seem to notice instead just grinning at him as he slips his boxers back on.

“Perfect.” He smiles as he sees you moving to get off your bed and head into your bathroom. “I’m going to go take a bath-”

“Oh can I watch?” You roll your eyes as he wiggles his eyebrows at you, doing his part in making sure you don’t sense a single ounce of weirdness coming from his side of the phone.

“Not tonight.” You tease making him laugh as he walks back into his bedroom. “I’ll talk to you later okay? If you fall asleep before I’m done then goodnight and I can’t wait to see you when you get home.”

“Two days.” He reminds you for what feels like the hundredth time today but he can’t help it, he’s excited to get back home. “Have a nice bath love, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Bye Harry.” You blow him a kiss that he dramatically catches and places on his cheek before you wave goodbye and end the call.

“What the fuck.” He groans as he tosses his phone onto the bed and runs a hand over his face. “She’s your bestfriend. Just your bestfriend. You need to be happy for her.” He tells himself as he lays in bed, his back against the soft sheets and plush pillow. “This was always temporary.” He says with a deep sigh, he feels as if his heart weighs ten times its usual amount as it sinks to the bottom of his chest.

“Just temporary.” He mumbles as he tries to shake off the weird feelings that are creeping up on him.

Harry can’t even hold back the grin that takes over his face as he lets himself into your apartment, the sun is barely beginning to rise making a soft glow peek through the curtains in your room. He makes sure to make as little noise as possible placing his duffle bag down near your bedroom door, slipping his jeans and t shirt off with ease before he climbs into bed. You’re cuddling a pillow close to your chest and his heart swells when he sees you’re wearing one of the t shirts he left you, wanting to make sure you had things of his for when you missed him while he was gone. His hand gently slides over your hip making you flinch when he pulls you into his chest.

“S’just me.” He whispers in your ear when you let out a sleepy gasp, your eyes barely open as you release your hold on your pillow so you can turn around in his arms.

“What’re you doing here?” Your words are jumbled together as you wrap yourself around him, almost as if you don’t really believe he’s actually here and not still across the country like he’s supposed to be for another day.

“Missed you.” He mumbles into your hair as he pulls you closer, having missed the warmth of your body pressed against his. “Got an earlier flight.” He answers having decided that if this whole thing between the two of you really is temporary then he’s not going to let a moment of it go to waste, so he got on the earliest flight he could to come back home, to come back to you.

“Missed you too.” He smiles as you rest your cheek on his chest when he lays on his back, his hands running up and down your back making you let out a soft sigh. “Missed your hands.” You mumble as your hand rests on his chest.

“Yeah? Just my hands?” He asks in a hushed tone as he lets his hand roam further down your back, softly grabbing at your ass making a faint gasp leave your lips.

“Harry.” Your voice is full of a need that he hasn’t heard before as you hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“I’m right here muffin.” He tells you softly as his hand travels under the hem of your shirt, pushing it up until it’s over the roundness of your ass making him let out a soft moan when he notices you’re only wearing his shirt and nothing else. “Tell me what you need.” He says as he moves so he’s hovering over you, a smile taking over his face when you reach up and run your hands through his hair.

“I just need you.” You answer as you pull him down for a kiss, your arms loosely wrap around his neck as his lips lazily move against yours not feeling the need to rush anything. He slips his tongue past your lips and feels you pull his down closer as he explores your mouth with his tongue. It’s not until you moan into his mouth that he realizes his hips are rolling his clothed cock against your core. When he pulls away he reaches a hand down between your thighs and lets out throaty groan when he slides his index finger through your slick folds.

“Missed how wet you get for me.” Your hands grip the tops of his shoulders when he slides his finger into your wetness. “Oh muffin.” He moans as he pumps his thick digit in and out of you slowly a few times before pulling it out and bringing it to his lips so he can get a quick taste. “Fuck I need more-can I get a proper taste of you?”

“Yes yes.” You pant as he ruts his hips into you making his hard cock nudge at your clit. Harry leans down and kisses you down the middle of your chest over your shirt until he’s placing soft kisses to your tummy as he lowers himself between your thighs, tossing your comforter to the end of the bed so he has all the access to you he needs. “Oh god.” You moan as Harry dips his middle and index finger into you, his eyes lock on yours as he takes his time pumping his fingers into you, earning him soft moans and a gasp when he curves them just right so he’s hitting that spot that has your hips bucking to meet his thrusts.

“God I missed your sweet little pussy.” He says with a groan as he slides his fingers out of you, collecting your arousal on them before he sucks them clean. “Oh fuck.” He moans as he slowly leans down and licks a stripe up the front of your pussy before dipping the tip of his tongue inside your tight hole.

“Missed your tongue-oh god Harry.” One of your hands tangles in his hair while the other one grips at your sheets as he slowly fucks his tongue into you, his thumb rubbing teasingly slow circles on your clit as he swirls his tongue inside you.

“So good-shit.” His hips roll into the mattress as the sound of your breathy moans go straight to his hardening cock.

“Want your-oh fuck Harry I want your cock.” You pant as Harry’s tongue begins to fuck into you a little faster, your grip in his hair loosening as your hips roll up to meet the pace of his tongue. “Wanna come on your cock.” You tell him with a whiney moan that has Harry pulling away from your glistening cunt, his eyes are a swirling mixture of lust and something else as he looks up at you.

“You sure muffin?” He asks softly as his your hand releases its grip on his hair, his hands resting on your hips as his lips place soft kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“Yes-yes please want your cock.” He smiles against your soft skin of your thigh, giving your pussy one last swipe of his tongue earning him a moan as he hovers above you.

“How do you want me?” He asks as he leans down and drags his lips across your jaw, your hands go to the waistband of his boxers making Harry close his eyes as you push them down until his cock springs free and he kicks them off making them land on the floor.

“Inside me.” You answer making a soft chuckle leave Harry’s lips as he kisses down your neck. “I want you inside me-just you.” You mumble as your hand wraps around his shaft giving him a few slow pumps.

“Muffin what does that-” his question gets lost in his throat as you wrap a leg over his hip and pull him closer to you so his tip is right at your entrance.

“Please Harry.” Harry has to bite down on his bottom lip and close his eyes as you whisper in his ear. “Wanna feel you.” You pant making him nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck while your hands grab onto his arms when he slowly pushes the tip of his thick cock into your soaked cunt.

“Holy shit.” He groans as he pushes deeper into you feeling your walls clench and throb around him, he pauses letting you adjust to him as your hands grab at his back at how overwhelming it feels to finally have his thick cock inside you. “Gotta relax for me muffin.” His voice is strained but still soft as he kisses up your neck and up to your jaw.

“So good.” He smiles as he picks his head up so he can look at your face as he slowly pushes the rest of his cock into you until you’re full of him.

“I knew you’d feel good but fuck-you feel like heaven.” He doesn’t move as he rests his forehead against yours needing a moment to take in just how good it feels to be tucked up deep inside of you. His lips find yours in a kiss that leaves you breathless as he rolls his hips into yours causing the tip of his cock to nudge a spot deep inside you that makes you arch into him as a shockwave of pleasure zips through you all the way down to your toes.

“Oh god Harry.” You moan as Harry’s hips finds a pace that has your nails digging into his back at how slow and languid his thrusts are. He pulls back until just his tip is inside your snug pussy and then slowly pushes back in, making your eyes close at how you can feel every inch of his thick cock as he pushes inside you.

“Takin me so well muffin like your pussy was made for me.” He says with a groan as his hips quicken their pace just enough to get your hands to drop to grab the sheets. “Fuck you’re soaking my cock.” You let out a gasp when he leans back gently grabbing one of your legs and placing it on his shoulder as he looks down where the two of you are connected, letting out a deep moan as he watches his cock disappear into your tight hole.

“So deep-oh fuck.” You say between soft moans.

“You like how deep I can get like this muffin?” He asks as he reaches down and presses his thumb over your swollen clit making your hips jolt up to meet his thrusts as you cry out his name. “Oh shit-that’s it fuck you hear that? Hear me making your sweet little cunt a soaked mess with my cock?” The sounds coming from your bedroom is music to Harry’s ears as he quickens his pace, his thrusts becoming more determined as he pulls all the way out just to push back into you making the wet sounds of his cock fucking into your pussy fill the room.

“Oh god oh shit-oh shit oh god.” Your moans get louder with each thrust of Harry’s hips and tight circle his thumb rubs over your clit. “Harry-oh fuck Harry- oh god Harry.”

“That’s it baby let your annoying neighbors know who’s making you feel this good.” The petname rolls off his tongue without his permission, but instead of ruining the moment it only seems to make you clench around him causing him to let out a choked moan as your walls pulse around his thick shaft.

“Don’t stop-oh yes yes right there Harry-fuck.” He begins thrusting into you harder now as feels how close you are to coming undone on his cock.

“Wanna be buried deep in this pussy all day-shit baby you feel too good wrapped around me like this.” He watches as you bring your hands up and grab your breasts as your back arches. “Oh shit-fuck never gonna leave you again just wanna fuck my big cock into this tight cunt all the time.”

“God yes- oh you’re so big Harry.”

“Yeah you like my big cock don’t you baby?”

“Yes yes love it-oh I’m gonna come-oh oh.”

“That’s it baby come all over me.” He says between harsh thrusts that have the tip of his cock nudging that sweet spot inside of you that makes yours eyes snap shut and your mouth to fall open. “Fuck you’re so pretty when you come-shit can feel you squeezing me-oh fuck.” You cry out his name over and over as your release hits you like a ton of bricks with how intense it is, you grab your breast and arch your back off the bed as you soak Harry’s cock making his eyes practically roll into the back of his head at how good it feels when you start to pulse and tighten around his cock.

“So good for me baby you’re doin so good taking my cock so well.” He praises you as he lightens the pressure his thumb has on your clit as he fucks you through your orgasm, his own release not far behind as he watches your chest rise and fall rapidly trying to catch your breath. “Shit shit-fuck baby I’m so close.” He tells you with a deep moan, your wet tight walls clench around him as your hips rise to meet his thrusts that have become harder and more determined as he chases his release.

“Fill me up Harry want to be stuffed full of you.” You pant as he fucks into you, when his eyes find yours he swears he could’ve bursted right then and there with how angelic you look as the soft morning light casts a soft glow to your face, you give him a smile and a nod that answers his silent question and that’s all it takes.

“Jesus-fuck.” His head falls back as his thrusts turn sloppy, his hip gives you one last harsh thrust plunging his cock as deep inside you as it can go before he feels his abs tighten and his warm load is being shot deep inside your tight pussy, your name mixed with a few curse words fall from his lips as he slowly fucks himself through his own release. “Gonna fill you up baby-stuff you full of my come until it’s dripping out of your sweet little hole.” His words have you moaning as he slowly pulls out and then pushes back, the squelching sound of him pushing back inside you make his cock twitch as your pussy squeezes around him and drains him of every last drop he has.

“Holy fuck.” You try to catch your breath as Harry places your leg back on the bed and leans over you, still tucked inside you and presses his lips to yours for a short but sweet kiss.

“You okay?” He asks checking on you once he pulls away, you give him a sleepy grin as you nod and place your hands on the sides of his face.

“I’m amazing.” You tell him making him grin as he leans down to place a kiss to your forehead.

“That’s what I like to hear.” He says as he slowly pulls out of you, he kisses your cheeks and the tip of your nose as you let out little whines at the emptiness you feel without him deep inside you. “S’okay baby we have all day-can have me as many times as you want.” He reminds you between little pecks to your lips making you smile as he moves to lay down beside you.

“M’not getting up to shower.” You tell him with as much sternness as you can making him have to hold back a laugh.

“We’ll do that after we take a little nap okay? Know you’re tired.” He reassures you with little kisses to the side of your face.

“You came home early.” You mumble into his chest as you cuddle into his side, Harry just lets out a soft chuckle as he reaches down to grab the blankets.

“I did.” He says as he pulls the covers up to your chest. “Missed you too much to stay one more day.” He explains making you smile against him as he wraps an arm around you.

“Missed you a lot.” You tell him as you close your eyes. “Next time I’ll go with you.” He smiles at how jumbled up your words get when you’re sleepy, he just pulls you closer into his side and places a kiss to the top of your head, it’s not long that he finds himself drifting off to sleep to the soft sounds of your breathing and your warm hand on his chest holding onto him almost as if you’re worried he’s going to slip away while you sleep.

“Is this what they call girl dinner?” Harry asks in amusement as he watches you pick up your martini to take a sip after just shoving a handful of fries into your mouth. “Because if it is then I can see why it’s so popular I mean who doesn’t love a dirty martini with a side of truffle fries?” You send him a playful glare as you swallow down a sip of your drink before placing it back on the table.

“Normally I also get a salad but wasn’t feeling it tonight.” You tell him with a shrug as you lean back into the booth the two of you are sitting across from each other in that’s tucked away in the corner of a restaurant Harry brought you to after taking you shopping for a new outfit for your job interview next week.

“What do you want to do after this nutritious meal? Fancy a walk around that park with the mean ducks and that goose who likes to nip at your shoelaces?” He asks as his hand finds yours that’s resting on the table, you smile as he mindlessly traces little circles on your palm before interlocking his fingers with yours. “Because I think it’s a perfect night for a walk in the park.” He adds as he brings your hand up to his lips so he can kiss at your knuckles.

“We can do that.”

“Perfect it’s-”

“Oh my god!” Harry’s head snaps in the direction of a loud shriek and he’s ready to tell whoever it is that he’s not in the mood to be bothered but then he sees it’s a woman who appears to know you, not him or if she does recognize him she’s keeping it very well hidden.

“Cindy? What-oh my god.” You all but match the woman’s greeting as she approaches the table, you quickly drop Harry’s hand as if it was burning you leaving it to fall into his lap as you turn your attention towards the person who is interrupting his dinner.

“I’m in town for a work thing I didn’t-” Cindy’s eyes scan the table and when they land on Harry he can’t even offer her a fake smile, no he just lets her have a tight lipped smile and a head nod making her cheeks get pink as if she can feel the annoyance radiating off of him. “oh where are my manners I can see you’re busy just call me-”

“Oh don’t be silly it’s just Harry.” Your voice is friendly and sweet making the words that just left your mouth seem to sting that much more as they hit Harry’s ears. “We are having a drink and some-”

“Fries? Talk about a well balanced meal.” Cindy says making you laugh as Harry’s jaw tightens and his hands are clasped together in his lap, not finding the current situation amusing in the slightest.

“Are you with anyone? You should join us-would that be okay?” When you finally turn to look at him Harry is already sliding out of the booth, you raise an eyebrow at him as he motions for your friend to take his seat.

“I’ll let you two catch up.” He tells you with a smile he knows you’ll be able to tell is forced. “Lovely meeting you Cindy.” He says as she slides into the booth across from you.

“Are you sure? You don’t-”

“I’ll talk to you later.” He is about to lean down and press his lips to yours in a kiss but he catches himself and it lands on the top of your head instead. “Have fun.” He whispers into your ear before standing up and giving the two of you a little wave as he turns to head towards the door.

“Is that your boyfriend?”

“Oh no-no no no he’s just a friend.” Harry’s heart feels like its being stabbed as each word leaves your mouth, having forgotten his phone at the table causing him to turn around and of course he would arrive just in time to hear them fall from your pretty lips.

“Sorry forgot this.” He apologizes as he grabs his phone off the table, slipping it in his pocket and avoiding your eyes as they practically beg him to look in your direction. You know he heard you, you know it upset him by the way the corners of his mouth are turned downward in a almost hidden frown but she’s been friends with him for too long not to know the signs that he’s upset.

“He’s cute and seems nice.” Cindy states with a wiggle of her eyebrows once she’s sure he’s out of hearing range. You just let out an awkward laugh and shrug, not knowing how to tell her that Harry is way more than nice, he’s about as perfect as someone can be.

“Yeah he’s-he’s wonderful.” You tell her as you reach for your drink suddenly feeling as if your throat has gone completely dry.

Harry runs a hand through his hair as he walks towards the park the two of you were going to take a stroll through after dinner. Needing to clear his head before going back to your apartment to gather his things and head to his house for the night, he’s not ready to be alone in a house that oddly is beginning to feel less and less like his home and more like a temporary dwelling between his nights spent with you wrapped around him in your tiny apartment.

“Just Harry.” He mumbles to himself as he sits on a bench. “Just a friend.” He says with a sigh as he closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath. “It’s all just temporary.” He knows he doesn’t have a valid reason to be upset, and it’s not that he’s upset with you it’s more so he’s upset that it’s taken him this long and this twist in your relationship for him to realize something.

“I’m just in love with her.” He says to himself with a heavy sigh, not sure what to do with his newly discovered feelings he does the only thing he can think of as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and hit call on the third person under his favorites.

“Hey H! What’s up mate?” Niall’s voice is happy and bubbly through the phone and the way it irritates him just further proves to Harry that he is in need of some cheering up or at least some distracting so he feels anything but miserable about the idea of being in love with you while you see him as just Harry your temporary sugar daddy but more importantly just a friend.

“You in town and fancy a night out?”

“Hell yeah let me get dressed an I’ll meet ya out.”

“Perfect I’ll send you my location.” With that Harry hangs up and heads for the pub him and Niall usually go to when both of them are in town and have the time for a few drinks. He knows this isn’t the healthiest way to deal with unwanted feelings but he figures is you’re getting to enjoy a few drinks with your friend then he should be able to do the same thing. Besides Niall will make sure he doesn’t make a fool of himself, or at least that’s what he hopes as he walks down the street towards the familiar pub.

[harrywavycurly]

I saw Post Malone last night and as I was jamming out this random ass object lands at my feet, I look down and it’s a vape so I’m like oh okay and go to pick it up so I don’t step on it and my roommate snatches it from me and goes “if you put your mouth on that I’ll actually scream that’s how you get RABIES!” And shoved it in her pocket to toss in the trash on the way out😂 now do I smoke? No. Were we both a little tipsy? Yes. Moral of the story is don’t throw vapes at concerts and don’t put your mouth on vapes you find at concerts because you’ll get rabies 😂🙈💖

Me @ the vape that landed on the floor by my feet:

[harrywavycurly]

Delicate: Rewards

Masterlist: Here

CW: Minor language, tiny little jealous moment(thanks Zayn), semi explicit dirty talk, smut (oral f receiving, fingering, thigh fucking, handjob, semi public stuff/at a party), tiny moment of possessiveness and mentions of drinking.

Word Count: 8.8K

A/N: I don’t know what is it about this dynamic but Harry is a freaky dude for his bestie and gentle reminder I’m still new to smut but I hope yall enjoy and there’s only 2 parts left!🌟

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Summary: Harry comes over with a gift and asks you to go to a party with him🌟

“I’m just sayin’ there’s no way you made all that.” You cross your arms over your chest as you glare at Zayn from across your small kitchen island that now has the remnants of the breakfast the two of you just shared while filling each other in on what’s going on in your lives, a thing the two of you try to do at least once a month when he’s not busy.

“And what makes you say that?” You argue making Zayn chuckle as he points to the empty plate that had the pancakes on it.

“Babe the last time you tried to make pancakes you ended up having to open all the windows and the back door to get the smoke out of the apartment.”

“That wasn’t my fault I got distracted and-”

“Got so distracted that you forgot you had pancakes on the stove and nearly burnt your place down to the ground.”

“I’ve clearly gotten better at not burning things since you nearly ate all of them before I could even get one.”

“You’re a horrible liar you know that right?” He tells you with a smirk on his face making you let out a scoff, Zayn just ignores your glare as he walks around the island so he standing right beside you.

“It’s rude to call someone a liar in their own home.” You mumble as you turn to face him, he just laughs and reaches over for the bottle of syrup on the counter and when he turns it around so the label is facing the two of you all you can do is place your hands over your face to hide your embarrassment.

“Next time you might want to take the label off.” His voice is teasing but also soft as he reads the label that has the name of the restaurant you ordered breakfast from and just served it on your own plates to act like you made it. “But I appreciate the effort.” He adds as he places the syrup back down, you let out a groan as he puts his arms around you and pulls you into his chest.

“One day I’ll get better at cooking.” You reassure him as you drop your hands from your face so you can wrap your arms around his middle and rest your cheek against the soft material of his t shirt. You feel his chest vibrate as he laughs and gives you a squeeze and just as you feel him place a kiss to the top of your head you hear your front door open.

“Why is your front door not locked? Haven’t you ever watched dateline? You’re the prime target for weirdos.” You roll your eyes as Harry’s deep voice fills your small apartment.

“Didn’t I tell you to call before you came over?” You ask as Harry walks into the kitchen, you watch his eyes scan the island taking note of all the plates and two mugs causing his brow to quirk as his gaze finally lands on you and Zayn who is pulling away from the hug with an amused look on his face.

“I did call you just didn’t answer.” He explains making you shoot him a glare. “But now I can see why.” You can sense by his tone that he’s not thrilled by what he’s seeing, something about you having someone else’s arms wrapped around you even if they belong to Zayn makes a funny feeling stir in the pit of his stomach.

“I’ll see you later babe.” Zayn tells you as he leans in to place a kiss to your cheek, you give him a smile as he walks around the island giving Harry a nod and a pat to his arm. “Have a good one mate.”

“Yeah. You too.” Harry says as his eyes never leave you, Zayn gives you a look as he stands behind Harry and mouths something along the lines of good luck before he grabs his wallet and keys and heads for your front door. You look at Harry with a warm smile that he doesn’t return making you let out a sigh as you look down at the mess on your counter.

“Hi Harry how-”

“Since when has he called you babe?” Harry asks bitterly as he watches you start to pile the dirty dishes into your sink. “Did you cook for him?” You let out a chuckle at how upset he sounds at the thought of you taking time to cook breakfast for one of your other friends.

“He calls everyone that.” You answer with a shrug as you rinse off the plate that had the pancakes on it. Harry rolls his eyes as he walks around your island. “And so what if I did make him breakfast? Last time I checked that wasn’t illegal.” You let out a small startled squeak when Harry’s hands land on your hips as he stands behind you at the sink.

“You hate cooking.” His voice is low as he leans over so his lips are right next to your ear. “Not to mention you’re horrible at it.” He teases as he pulls you closer so your back is flush against his chest.

“Did you come all the way over here just to insult me?” You ask as you try to focus on cleaning the plates in the sink and not on how warm Harry’s hands feel through the thin material of your sundress. His breath is hot on your skin as he laughs and nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck.

“Oh come on now muffin don’t be upset.” Your new petname effortlessly rolls off his tongue as he places his lips on the side of your neck while his grip on your hips tightens. “I brought you something.” He says between little kisses down your neck, you let the plate in your hands slip down into the water in the sink as one of Harry’s hands slides so it’s resting on your lower tummy.

“You did?” You feel Harry’s chest rumble as he chuckles at how strained your voice is, his hand slowly sliding back to your hip and down the side of your thigh.

“I think you’ll like it.” He murmurs against the sensitive skin of your neck, he smiles when he hears a small gasp fall from your mouth as his hand slips under the hem of your dress. “But before I give it to you I need you to answer something for me.” You lean back into his chest as his hand slides up your leg, the metal of his rings cool against the soft skin of your thigh.

“Okay.” You breathe out as Harry’s hand reaches the edge of your panties. “What-what’s the question?” Harry lowers his head so he can place a kiss to the top of your shoulder as he drags his fingers teasingly slow up to the waistband of your panties, his thumb rubbing delicate circles over your smooth skin right above it.

“Well actually I have two.” He informs you before he lightly nips at your ear, you let out a faint moan just as his hand slides under the waistband of your panties. “Is this from me just having my hands on you?” His voice is deep and lustful as he drags his middle finger up and down your already slick folds, teasing you just a bit before he slides it into your wet center giving you a few slow pumps in and out.

“Yes.” You answer with a gasp, overcome with just how good only one of his thick digits feels, you know you’re never going to be able to look at his hands the same again now that you know how good they can make you feel.

“Always such a messy little thing.” You roll your head back so it’s resting on Harry’s shoulder, your eyes close briefly as he adds another finger, the sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of your soaked center make him let out a low groan. “Feel your pussy squeezing my fingers already you’re so-fuck you’re so tight.” He mumbles as he presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing slow circles as he curves his fingers inside of you in search for the spot that makes your toes curl and a moan to fall from your lips.

“Harry.” You moaning his name in his ear has his hips jerking forward causing you to feel his large bulge pressed up against your ass. You arch your back as he adds a third finger, overwhelmed with how full you feel you let out a whine as your eyes get glossy.

“You’re okay I’ve got you.” He reassures you with a kiss to the side of your neck as he quickens the pace, his fingers finding a rhythm that has you grinding your hips down onto his hand as the hand on your hip slides up to cup one of your breasts over the soft material of your dress. “That’s it muffin just relax-takin it so well doin so good for me.” You let out a moan at his soft praises as his thumb increases its pressure on your bundle of nerves sending a jolt of pleasure through you.

“I-I didn’t cook.” Harry smiles against your shoulder as you answer one of the questions he was going to ask you, reminding him just how well you know him. “Didn’t cook for him.” You say between soft moans as Harry’s long fingers hit that sweet spot inside of you over and over again as he begins to quicken his pace with more determination.

“Good.” His voice is thick with need as his hips grind into your backside, seeking any kind of friction so his hardened cock can get a bit of relief. “You only try to be a cute little chef for me isn’t that right?” When you just nod Harry pauses his movements, his fingers still inside you but no longer giving you the delicious waves of pleasure with each thrust into your soaked center, his thumb stops its slow circles on your clit. “Let me hear that voice of yours-don’t go quiet on me.”

“Yes-yes only for you.” You whine as you push your backside into Harry’s painfully hard length making him let out a quiet hiss.

“Shit.” He groans as he gives your breast a squeeze before he drops his hand to grip the edge of the counter by your sink. “Need to feel how soaked you are for me.” His voice is desperate as his hand goes to the button of his jeans, undoing them in record time so he can push them down enough to free his fully hardened length from his boxers. “Is this okay muffin? Can I feel you like this?” He asks as he pulls his fingers from your warm wet center giving your hip a soft squeeze and the top of your shoulder a kiss when he hears you let out a whine at the sudden empty feeling.

When you instinctively spread your legs a bit Harry takes that as a yes so he begins to drag your panties down your thighs before he is bunching the skirt of your dress up over your hips. He lets out a moan as he slides his length between your soft warm thighs, your arousal getting him nice and slick as his hips thrust into your backside. You grip the edge of the sink, your hands wet from the water as Harry slides his hand down to where you need him most earning a moan from you as his mouth finds its way back to your neck, his thumb presses over your sensitive clit with just enough pressure to make you arch your back into him.

His teeth lightly nip at the spot just below your ear as his hips find a steady pace thrusting his thick shaft between your thighs, he feels you lean into him as his thumb starts to move in tight circles over your bundle of nerves, moving in rhythm with his thrusts. He releases his lips from your neck pleased with the mark he’s left there, he looks down and the sight of him disappearing between your thighs makes Harry have to hold himself back from bending you fully over so he can feel just how tight and wet you’d be wrapped around him. But he knows there needs to be a conversation before he does that so he will take whatever you’re willing to give him, not wanting to be greedy with you just yet.

“Feels so good-fuck.” He pants as you reach up and grab at the back of his neck not caring that your hand is still wet. “Just know you’re gonna feel so good-wrapped around my-oh god.” He gets cut off when he feels your thighs squeeze around his shaft making his eyes close as his thrusts quicken with more intensity making his hand grip the counter to keep his balance while his other continues circling your clit.

“Feel that muffin?” He hears you let out a moan when he pulls out so just his leaking tip is tucked between your soft thighs, slowly sliding it back in so you can feel every inch of his hardness until his hips are flush with your backside. “Shit-feeling your tight little pussy around my fingers got me so hard I had to feel you dripping on my cock-needed it so bad.” He lets out a deep groan when your thighs squeeze him tighter letting him know you’re close.

“Oh god-Harry.” Your hand gives the hair at the back of his neck a tug as he feels your body begin to tremble as your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, his name flowing out of your mouth like a chant is what sends Harry over the edge as his hips give you one last thrust before he feels his warm release spill onto your thighs.

“You did so good.” He mumbles against your neck, your hand releases its hold in his hair and comes down to grip the other side of the sink as he slides his middle finger over your soaked center before bringing it up to his lips, he hums in delight as he licks your arousal off his digit. “My sweet little muffin.” He coos in your ear as he slowly slips his length from between your soft thighs.

You stand there trying to catch your breath as Harry places soft kisses to your shoulder after he tucks himself back into his jeans. Harry doesn’t have to reach very far for a towel, and he smiles to himself when he reaches over to turn the sink on to get it damp and sees just how truly blissed out your face looks, all because of him.

“Will you come to a party with me next weekend?” He asks as he kneels down behind you so he can begin to ever so gently clean you up. You blink a few times before you look over your shoulder just as Harry is shimmying your panties back up your thighs that he just wiped up with the cloth. “I don’t want to go alone.” He adds before placing a kiss to the back of your thighs and standing up so he can fix your dress so it’s no longer over your hips.

“That’s four.”

“What’s four?”

“Questions.” You state as you turn around and lean your back against your sink. Harry lets out a chuckle as he runs a hand through his hair.

“Sorry I didn’t think sexy time questions counted? And also you answered a question I didn’t technically ask.” You roll your eyes as you dip your hand into the sink water and flick some of it at him making him laugh as he steps away from you and towards the other side of the island.

“Sexy time? What are you twelve?” You tease with a chuckle as you place a hand on your hip. Harry ignores your teasing as he reaches down to grab a box off the floor so he can place it on the counter in front of him. “What’s that?”

“I told you I brought you something.”

“I thought you were joking.” Harry sends you a playful glare as he slides the box towards you. “I-I can’t.” You shake your head as you reach over and slide the box back over to him.

“Muffin.” His tone is still gentle with a tiny hint of an edge that has you letting out a sigh as he slides the box back over to your side of the island. “Open it.” It’s not a demand but you know he also isn’t going to leave until he watches you open his gift and this is something you need to get used to so with slightly shaky hands you open the box, all while Harry stands there with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth like he’s just as nervous as you are as if he’s not the one who bought it.

“This-this is a purse.”

“It’s a bag yes.” Not just any bag, it’s the exact one he saw you eyeing a few months ago in a magazine you were flipping through while the two of you were waiting for a return flight from a weekend trip to Vegas.

“It’s Gucci.”

“I thought putting it in a different box would help you not freak out-but you still sort of freaked out.”

“Oh my god.” Harry grins as you practically stomp your feet when you open the bag and see a matching card holder that has three different cards already tucked into it. “Harry this is-you’re so annoying.” You say with a frustrated huff as you slide a card out and see its shiny and black with your name on it.

“You’re the only person I know who acts like getting gifts is such a horrible experience.”

“This is too much and you know it.” You say in your defense as you pull out the second card and see it’s the keycard to Harry’s apartment building in New York. “Why do I need this?” You ask with a quirked brow as you hold the card up for him to see.

“So you can get in the apartment when I’m not there.” He answers as if it’s obvious making you narrow your eyes at him in a glare. “What? Sometimes I’d like you to travel with me and this will make it easier than having to book you a hotel room. Even though I know you love stealing all the tiny bottles of shampoo.”

“It’s not stealing. They’re complimentary.”

“I’ll buy some and leave them in the shower how about that? I won’t even care if you take them home just to toss them into that box under your bathroom sink.”

“Fine.” You say giving in, sliding the keycard back into the holder so you can pull out the last card, you feel Harry’s eyes on you as you look it over and when you realize what it is you let a smile spread across your face. “Harry you can’t give me this.” He fights off the grin that wants to take over as he walks around the island so he can grab your wrists and turn you so you’re facing him.

“Didn’t we go over this already?” You playfully roll your eyes. “You can’t tell me what to do with my money or my Sunlife rewards card.” He says with as much of a straight face as he can muster, you laugh and shake your head.

“You have like ten free smoothies on this thing.” You inform him making him shrug as he pulls you into his chest. His arms wrapping around your shoulders as you press your cheek into the soft fabric of his shirt.

“Muffin just say thank you.” He mumbles into the top of your head.

“Thank you.” Your voice is muffled by his shirt as he squeezes you tighter. “And yes I’ll go with you to this party next week.”

“Perfect.” He says with a smile as he pulls away from you. “Now can we discuss something important? What’s going on with Niall and Amelia? Why hasn’t he proposed yet?” He asks once he’s back on the other side of the island, handing over your purse so he can watch you transfer your things into your new one, something you know will make him happy.

“He doesn’t believe in marriage.” You answer casually as Harry walks over to your fridge for a bottle of water. “They’ll probably be together forever though.”

“Probably?”

“I’m not a fortune teller Harry I can’t even tell you what I’m going to be doing in two days let alone if Niall and Amelia will be together till the end of time.”

“And you say I’m over the top.” He mumbles before taking a sip of water making you glare at the back of his head as he makes his way into your living room so he can get comfortable on your couch. “It’s my turn to pick the movie by the way so kiss your over dramatic lovesick vampire boy goodbye.”

“Edward isn’t dramatic he’s normal Bella is the annoying and dramatic one.”

“I can’t even begin to explain how wrong you are so just come in here so we can watch The Notebook.”

“Now you wanna talk about dramatic-”

“Don’t even start. Noah is perfect.” He snaps as he turns to look at you over the couch, pointing the remote to your tv at you with a sharp glare in his eyes.

“How are we even friends?” You joke making Harry continue to glare at you as you grab your coffee off the counter before walking into the living room. “I’m kidding relax.”

“You know you’d be bored without me.” You just look at him as you get comfortable next to him.

“And you know you’d be lost without me.” Harry smiles and nods as you take a sip of your coffee.

“Exactly.” You laugh as you lean over and place your mug on the coffee table so you can take your usual spot, cuddled into Harry’s side while he gets the movie going. You smile when you feel his arm rest over your shoulders, enjoying how normal you feel with him even though not even ten minutes ago he had you white knuckling the counter just to keep yourself steady due to the intensity of the orgasm he gave you. “We make a good match.” He adds with a squeeze of your shoulder and you can’t help but agree the two of you do make a pretty good match, maybe in more ways than one.

“Whose house is this again?” You ask as Harry’s hand slides down to your lower back, guiding you through the crowd of people gathered in the living room of a house you’ve never been in before.

“Some friend of Jeff’s.” He answers quietly as he gives a few people some small smiles while walking by them. “You look beautiful by the way.” You feel your cheeks get warm as his hand moves so it’s resting on your hip as he pushes you so you’re walking a little in front of him.

“Thank you some man sent it to my house and asked or sorry more like told me to wear it tonight.” Harry laughs as the two of you walk up to the bar that’s set up towards the back of the spacious living room. You smooth down the black silky material of the mid thigh length dress with thin straps that left you no choice but to go braless that got delivered earlier that morning in a box along with a pair of shoes and a hand written note that said:

“See you tonight muffin. Wear this xx Harry”

“Just needed to test out your listening skills.” He jokes as you place a hand on the bar so you can lean in and read the menu of what specialty drinks they are serving for the party that’s in celebration of some sort of business deal. “She’ll have a glass of whatever white wine you have and I’ll take a whiskey neat please.” He orders with a smile, you let yourself be pulled into his side as you watch the nice woman begin getting your drinks.

“Do I know anyone here?” You ask as Harry hands you your wine, the two of you walk towards the kitchen that is less crowded.

“I don’t even think I know anyone here.”

“So why did you get invited?”

“Because I’m Harry Styles and they think having me on the guest list is a big deal.” You laugh as he shrugs as if he’s unaware of the power he has, which you know is a lot because you’ve seen first hand how people act around him when they want him involved in anything from a music collaboration to investing in their business. And even though he is a self proclaimed narcissist he really doesn’t quite get his own hype and it’s always made you feel a little protective of him because he’s so trusting and wants to see the good in everyone.

“Why on earth would they think that?” You ask with a playful smile on your face as Harry takes a sip of his drink. “Don’t they know you’re just a guy who cries at commercials about animals and spends too much time googling how to make the perfect green juice?” Harry gives you a fake pout as you lean your back against the marble countertop in the kitchen.

“Don’t poke fun at me just because I’m sensitive.” He says with a huff as you sip on your wine. “You really do look stunning in this.” His hand reaches for the thin strap of your dress, his thumb softly running along the material.

“Thank you.” You smile as his hand runs down your arm until he reaches your hand, interlocking his fingers with yours he brings it up to his lips so he can place little kisses to your knuckles. You know Harry is usually a very handsy person so this level of touching is normal, expected even given the fact he doesn’t know anyone at the party the two of you are at so he feels more comfortable allowing himself to freely grab at you and pull you closer to him whenever he likes.

It’s not until Harry has finished his second drink while you are still nursing your first glass of wine that he becomes a little more brave with his touches and lets the inner workings of his mind spill out of his mouth without much thought on if it’s appropriate or not.

“How many bedrooms do you think this house has?” He whispers in your ear from behind as his hand rests on your waist, the two of you tucked away in a sitting room that only has one or two other people in it looking at the expensive paintings on the wall that Harry made a comment about earlier claiming how tacky they were in their giant gold frames.

“Probably like six or-”

“Six? Come on my house has five and it’s no where near the size of this massive place.”

“Then I don’t know? Ten?” Harry laughs, his chest vibrating with the sound as his hand slowly travels down to your hip. You bring your glass up to your lips to take a small sip of the now slightly warm wine while Harry’s hand slides down even lower as it moves to your backside and when you feel him slide his palm down and back up your bottom you turn your head so you can look up at him with a quirked brow. “Are you looking for something?”

“I am actually.” His voice is husky as he leans down so his lips are right next to your ear. “Let me see if-oh.” His words get lost in his throat when his hand discreetly slips under the short hem of your dress just to be met with the bare skin of your ass, you let out a tiny gasp at the feeling of his rings on your warm skin.

“Harry what-”

“Jesus muffin you’ve got nothing on under this?” He removes his hand from under your dress and places it firmly on your hip, pulling you into him until your back is flush against his front.

“There weren’t any in the box? I thought you didn’t send any on purpose?” You question making a very low groan escape Harry’s mouth that he has to muffle by placing his lips on the side of your neck.

“You really thought I’d want you to walk around in this short dress with nothing underneath it? Why would I want you to do that?” You lean into him as his lips go down the side of your neck to the top of your shoulder.

“I-I don’t know.” You say in a hushed tone but Harry isn’t buying your innocent act, he’s known you for too long to think you didn’t have a real reason for not wearing anything under your dress tonight.

“Yes you do.” His lips are soft against your skin as you tilt your head giving him more access. “Tell me why you thought I’d want you in nothing but this.” He says as he kisses over the thin strap of the dress.

“So it would be easier.”

“So what would be easier?” You feel him begin to harden as he presses himself up against you. “Come on muffin use your words.” He demands with a gentle tone as he keeps you pressed against him.

“Harry I don’t-don’t know.” He smirks against your neck as you arch your back so you can feel his hardened length poking into your backside.

“That’s okay I think I do.” He says softly as he places a kiss to the spot below your ear. “Wanted it to be easier for me to make you feel good hmm? Is that it?” His voice has that subtle edge to it that makes a shiver run down your spine. When all you do is hum in response Harry gives your hip a firm squeeze. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” He says between kisses to your shoulder.

“You-I want you.” Is all you can manage to say as your arousal starts to make your center feel all warm and wet.

“You want to feel full don’t you? Miss the way my fingers feel when they’re tucked up deep inside you right here.” His hand slides down to your lower tummy as his words are whispered in your ear.

“Yes.” You reach down and place your hand over his trying to slide it lower but Harry is stronger than you and keeps it in place as his breathy laugh fans across the sensitive skin of your neck.

“Not here muffin can’t spread you open in someone’s sitting room with people walking by need somewhere more private.” He tells you as you grip your wine glass tighter as he gives you a rock of his hips so you can feel just how hard he is under his dress slacks. “Don’t want anyone to see what a messy little thing you are-want you all to myself.” With that his lips are off your heated skin and his hand is gently pushing you to take a step forward so he can spin you around, he grabs your wine glass and places it on the nearest table before he crashes his lips into yours in a heated kiss.

“Harry.” Your voice is a little desperate as you cling to his suit jacket as he pulls away from the kiss.

“I know.” His warm deep voice soothes you as he grabs one of your hands. “I’m gonna take care of you muffin don’t worry I’ve got you.” He says it like a promise as he begins walking the two of you out of the sitting room and up a set of stairs, you watch with a little bit of amusement as Harry opens up a few doors until he finally finds what looks like a spare bedroom.

He locks the door behind him as you take a seat at the edge of the bed, his eyes are a dark green when they land on yours. He tosses his suit jacket onto a chair in the corner and you bite down on your bottom lip as you watch him roll up the sleeves of his white dress shirt, all the way to the elbow as he makes his way over to stand between you legs.

“God you’re so pretty.” He says with a sigh as he places a hand on your cheek, he leans in and connects his lips to yours as he hovers over you making you lay down until your back meets the soft sheets of the bed. His other hand doesn’t waste anytime, pulling up your dress till it’s over your hips so he can slide his hand down between your warm thighs.

“Oh muffin you’re dripping.” His voice is soft and sweet when he pulls away from your lips, he teases your entrance with the tip of his index finger making you let out a needy whine. “Gonna let me fuck you nice and deep with my fingers and make it all better?” He asks as he slips his finger inside but just to the first knuckle before he pulls it back out making your hips buck trying to grind down on his hand.

“Please Harry.” You should feel embarrassed by how desperate you sound begging for Harry to fill you up with his fingers but at this moment you don’t care because your overwhelmed with a sense of need to feel full, something you know only he can give to you.

“You’re so sexy when you’re begging for me.” You let out a loud moan as he finally slips his finger all the way inside you, not giving you long to adjust to the feeling before he adds another. “Better? Or do you need more?” His voice is thick as he nips at your neck and when you let out a little whine as your hips move in time with his slow thrusts he knows exactly what you need so he adds one more thick finger into your warm center.

“There you go-oh yeah that’s what you needed.” He feels your walls clench around his digits making him let out a groan. “I like when you’re needy for me-like hearing you whine and beg for me to stuff my fingers into your soaking wet pussy-shit-how’s that feel muffin?”

“So-so good oh yes.” You pant as his teeth lightly nip at your ear.

“Yeah? You like me fucking your tight little hole with my fingers-taking it so good.”

“Feels so-so full.”

“Wanna fill you up with my cock so bad-feel how wet you’d get for me when I’m fucking you deep and hard-shit make you feel me for days.” His words nearly send you over the edge but you just let out a whiny moan as he slides his fingers nice and deep inside of you.

“Harry-Har-Harry.” You feel how wet his palm is as it presses against your center every time he thrusts his long digits into you, he lets out a moan as he grinds his hips into the edge of the bed.

“Fuck-you hear that?” Harry’s lips are next to your ear as the sound of him pumping three fingers into your soaking center fill the bedroom. “Who makes you this wet hmm? Who-shit gets you this messy?” His voice is full of desire as his free hand travels down to your thigh so he can hitch your leg over his hip, letting his digits go in all the way to the knuckles with the new angle.

“You-oh god you do.” Your voice is strained as your hips grind down against his hand needing the delicious fullness of his fingers to hit that special spot inside you.

“And what’s my name?” He practically growls as his pace quickens and his thumb rubs tight circles over your clit. “Come on muffin-let everyone at this party know who’s fingers your fucking right now.” His words are punctuated with harsh thrusts of his fingers deep inside your wetness, you arch your back and close your eyes making Harry swallow down a moan when he feels you begin to tighten around his fingers.

“Harry-Harry oh fuck Harry.” You chant as you feel his fingers curl inside you hitting the spot you so desperately need.

“God you’re so tight.” His grip on your thigh tightens as he pumps into you with a primal need, wanting nothing more than to feel you fall apart. “Fuck-wanted to bend you over your sink last week and feel you wrapped around my cock-shit you like that idea don’t you?” He hears your breath hitch as your walls pulse around his digits at his filthy words. “Like the thought of your tight pussy being wrapped around my cock-fucking you over your kitchen sink.” He knows his grip on the soft flesh of your thigh is going to leave bruises as he adds pressure to your clit making you let out a choked moan. “Is that what you want muffin? Want me to fill this sweet little cunt of yours up with my thick cock-fuck you till all you think about is me-just me and how good I make you feel.”

“Yes yes-want it oh god-please Harry.” You’re practically begging as you feel your climax approaching, your eyes get watery and your hands claw at the sheets of the bed beside you. “Please Harry-please.” You whine as your hips begin to grind down on his hand uncontrollably.

“Shh it’s okay it’s okay.” He soothes you with kisses to the side of your neck and along your jaw as he feels your walls clench down around him. “You’ll get what you want muffin just not tonight.” You let out a whine making him nudge his nose against yours before placing a sweet kiss to your lips. “Gonna take my time with you-can’t fuck you properly on someone else’s bed.” His words have you tumbling over the edge, the idea of him taking his time as he pumps his thick cock into you has your back arching and a soft cry of his name falling from your mouth as your orgasm hits you.

“That’s it-relax for me there you go-fuck you’re so pretty when you make a mess.” He praises you as he feels your hips stutter as they meet the rhythm of his fingers, your walls clench down around him as you ride the intense wave of pleasure, your release soaking his hand and dripping down onto the sheets on the bed.

Harry smiles against your neck as his fingers slowly work you through your orgasm, his thumb rubbing light circles on your sensitive bud. He trails light kisses down your neck and the center of your chest as he lowers himself so he’s between your thighs, your dress still pushed up over your hips. He lets out a deep moan as he slides his fingers from inside of you, his eyes glance up and meet yours and as you’re still trying to catch your breath he leans in and gives your slick folds a soft lick making you let out a gasp.

“Gotta clean you up.” His breath is warm against your center making a tingle travel up your spine when he gives your clit a light flick with the tip of his tongue. “Don’t want it to go to waste.” He explains before he slips the tip of his tongue inside you earning him a moan as your hands fly down to tangle into his hair.

“H-Harry it’s too-too much.” You gasp as your hips begin to buck up. He reaches up and grabs your hip with one hand to help keep you still as his tongue fucks into you between long licks up your warm wet folds to your puffy clit.

“You taste so fucking good.” He moans against you as his hand that’s not holding your hip reaches down to the buckle of his pants, undoing them and pulling out his already leaking cock, giving himself a few pumps as he flicks your clit with the tip of his warm tongue.

“Oh right there-don’t stop.” You moan as your hips lower to meet the rhythm of his tongue as he swirls it inside of you before pulling it to the tip, his hand begins to slide up and down his shaft at a quicker pace as he eats you out like your his last meal and honestly in this moment Harry doesn’t think he’d have a problem with your sweet juices being the last thing he tastes on the tip of his tongue.

“I got you. Let go.” He mumbles against the skin of the inside of your thigh, his hand on your hip slides up so he can grab at one of your breasts, giving it a nice firm squeeze before doing the same to the other. He nips at the soft silky skin of your inner thigh before he slides his tongue back inside you, he feels the grip in his hair tighten as you pull his face closer to your center making his nose bump your clit with each dive of his tongue into your soaking cunt.

“Oh god oh god-oh god.” Harry’s eyes roll back as he feels your second orgasm hit, his tongue lapping up all your juices as if he doesn’t want to miss a single drop, your hand release his hair as you let out a loud cry of his name as he gives your clit one last flick. He feels his cock twitch as his hips uncontrollably buck into his hand, he knows he’s close and he can’t stop himself before he’s leaning over you, his lips just below your ear.

“Fuck muffin I’m-I’m so close.” He pants as his fist tightens around his shaft. “Can I make a mess on you? Please let me let me come on your pretty pussy-make it-fuck wanna make it mine.” His voice is now the one full of desperation as he nips at your ear.

“Yes.” Harry feels your hands on his face pulling him down for a kiss. “It’s yours-make me walk around with you dripping down my thighs for the rest of the night.” Your lips travel down his jaw as he grinds his hips down making the tip of his cock nudge against your soaked entrance. “Make a mess on me Harry I need it. Give it to me.” Your dirty words in his ear is what sends him spiraling over the edge.

“Shit-oh fuck-s’all mine.” He groans as his fist tightens around his throbbing shaft as he sits up, chants of your name mixed with a few curse words fall out of his mouth as the warmth of his release hits your clit and down the front of your pussy making you let out a soft gasp at the sensation.

“Holy shit.” Harry pants as he hovers over you, his hands on either side of your head. “You’re a dirty little muffin.” He says with a smirk before he captures your lips in a kiss that’s gentle and soft compared to what the two of you just did. His lips move against yours slowly, not feeling the need to rush as his tongue slips into your mouth. You moan into him when you feel his warm release drip down your front making him smile as he pulls away, resting his forehead against yours for a brief minute to just take in the intimacy of the moment between the two of you.

“You’re amazing you know that right?” Your cheeks get warm under his intense gaze. “Don’t get shy it’s just me.” He reassures you as he places little kisses to your cheeks and the tip of your nose making you giggle.

“Think anyone heard us?” You ask quietly as you run a hand through his messy hair, trying to get some feeling back in your limbs.

“Oh muffin.” He says with a sigh as a smirk works its way onto his face making you raise an eyebrow at him. “I’m sure everyone heard us.”

“Awesome so I’m never leaving this room.”

“Oh come on people hookup in bedrooms at house parties all the time it’s fine.”

“It’s fine? No Harry it’s not fine these are like-professional people this isn’t a frat house.”

“So if it was a frat house you’d be fine?” He asks as he stands and pulls his pants back up, fixing the buckle on his trousers before he kneels down at the edge of the bed between your legs. “I can arrange to crash a frat party if-”

“Why would I want to crash a frat party? That sounds-gross and smelly.” Harry laughs at your scrunched up face as he fixes your dress, placing soft kisses to the inside of your thigh close to your knee.

“Because we could mess around in one of their rooms and you’d be fine with it.”

“You’re such a horndog.” You say with a laugh as you raise your arms up, Harry rolls his eyes as he stands and reaches over to grab your hands to help you up to your feet.

“Only for you.” He says with a smile as you reach up to fix the collar of his dress shirt. “Ready?”

“Do you really think everyone heard us?”

“No.” You let out a sigh of relief as Harry leans down to place a kiss to the top of your head. “They probably just heard you.”

“God you’re such an ass.” You give his chest a few smacks making him laugh as you walk away from him and towards the bedroom door. “Now come walk me down the stairs.” You demand with a huff making Harry bite back a smirk as he grabs his jacket off the chair, folding it over his forearm.

“Legs still a little wobbly?”

“Harry don’t be a-”

“Sorry sorry I’m done I promise.” You glare at him as he unlocks the door so he can open it for you.

“Can we get pizza on the way home?” You ask as he wraps his hand around yours and walks you down the stairs.

“As long as you don’t get banana peppers on it.”

“Don’t be a child Harry you need more vegetables in your diet.”

“You’re joking right? I literally didn’t eat meat for-”

“Oh sorry I must’ve been thinking of someone else.” You don’t look at him as you hit the last step, his eyes set in a hard glare and his jaw clenched as he looks over at you. “Stop looking at me like that and let’s go.” It only slightly annoys him that you don’t have to look at him to know he’s glaring at you. He lets out a tiny pout as you drop his hand so you can grab your purse from the coat check station near the door.

“Stop being mean to me.” He whines playfully as he drapes his jacket of your shoulders before opening the front door of the house, leaving the party that’s still going on in full swing behind as the door closes behind you. “Know I’m a bit of a jealous asshole on a regular night but I’m especially sensitive after I was just knuckles-”

“Harry!” You snap as you reach over and smack him upside the head. “Don’t mention where your knuckles have been you weirdo we are in someone’s driveway.”

“Yeah let’s get you some food you’re violent when you’re hungry.” You don’t say anything to that, because it’s true you do tend to be more snippy and swat at him when you’re overdue for a snack or meal. It’s little comments like that, little reminders of how well Harry knows you that has you feeling like the two of you really are going to be just fine because he’s always going to be your bestfriend and neither of you would intentionally do anything to jeopardize that.

You feel yourself smile as you unlock your phone, placing your smoothie down on the table outside the cafe you’re at. When you read the message you can’t help but laugh, having sent Harry a selfie on you and the free smoothie you got using his rewards card.

What weird flavor did you get? Why is it purple and green?

Just as you’re about to type out an answer you get another message from him making you roll your eyes.

I know that smoothie was free. Go actually buy something muffin.

Of course he has to bring up buying something, ever since he gave you the Gucci bag two weeks ago he’s been trying to get you to spend more money, not having used his shiny black card but on a few random grocery hauls and one manicure you felt an immense amount of guilt about the next day. You let a sigh as you pick up your smoothie and take a sip.

“He’s so annoying.” You mumble to yourself as you stand up and head down the street towards a little book shop you saw on your way to get your smoothie, figuring if he wants you to buy things a few new books wouldn’t hurt. When your phone vibrates you look and shake your head with a laugh when you read his newest message.

Seriously why is it purple AND green?

“He’s such a dork.” You say with a giggle, you can practically see him starting at the photo of your smoothie with raised brows as he tries to come up with a fruit combination that could cause it to be two different colors and that’s what makes you smile because that’s just so Harry, a man who tells you to go buy stuff but then two minutes later can’t comprehend how on earth your drink is two colors.

You’re half way through the romance section, your smoothie long gone when your phone vibrates. You pull it out of your pocket without looking at the name because you already know who it is, having not responded to his text he sent almost an hour ago about your smoothie.

“Hello Harry how may I be of service to you right now?” You hear his laugh on the other side of the phone as you bend down to grab a book off the shelf.

“I mean I can think of a few ways you could service me right now.” You roll your eyes as you turn the book over so you can read the back of it. “But I’m just calling to tell you I paid your rent so you don’t need to worry about it next week.”

“Why did you do that? That’s what the card is for?” You ask slightly annoyed but not at all shocked.

“Well that’s the thing muffin I didn’t just pay next month’s and since it was a slightly large amount I just wrote a check.”

“Large amount?” You quirk a brow as you place the book in the small basket you’ve tossed three others in since being inside the store. “Why was it a-”

“I paid off the rest of your lease and before you get-”

“Did you call me to tell me this so I can’t hit you? Or because you knew I was in public so I can’t yell at you the way I want?”

“Both.” He says with a chuckle while you let out an annoyed huff and close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. “But this is what we agreed on anyway. I was always going to pay your rent-”

“Not for eight months Harry.” You snap at him as you move further down the aisle you’re on. “That’s too much.”

“I’m not going to apologize for it so we might as well move on but I will say you look very cute when you’re annoyed with me.” You raise a brow as you look around and when you glance out the window you see him standing there in jeans and a t shirt with his phone to his ear, you flip him the bird with your free hand making him laugh and wave at you.

“No more doing things like that without asking or-or at least telling me first.”

“Deal.” He agreed quickly, not wanting you to be upset with him for too long. You let out a sigh as you go back to looking at books. “Is it safe to come join you? I brought you a snack.”

“Is it something sweet?”

“Yes.”

“Fine then come in.” You say before hanging up, you slide your phone into your bag smiling to yourself because you know Harry is going to enjoy seeing you not only use the Gucci bag he got you but watch you swipe his card to buy your books and even though he sometimes annoys you, he’s still your bestfriend who just also happens to now be your sugar daddy and you like making him happy.

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Delicate Harry is so obsessed with us omfg 🫠😭

Hiii babes!! That man is down bad for youu!!! Now the question is are you obsessed with him??🧐💖

Harry coming to terms with the fact he’s obsessed with his bestie:

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Sarah holy crap😳😳 Zayn made Harry so jealous he had to do all that 🥵 I’d never be able to use my sink again without thinking of him

Hiii lovey!! Zayn calling you babe was the last straw from Harry 😂 agreed I’d never be able to do dishes again without thinking of Harry but maybe that was his whole reason for doing it??👀 wants you to think about him 24/7 💖

Zayn having no clue Harry has an issue with him:

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Forgive me if I'm crossing a line but is this freak cowboy!harry inspired by the real cowboy by any chance 👀

Hiii babes!! Oh no you’re not crossing a line😂 the sweet parts will probably be a little inspired by real life but the freaky deaky bits are inspired by me seeing Post Malone in his tight jeans, boots, belt buckle and a cigarette in his hand last night🫠 😂💖

The inspiration: tall, tattooed, tight pants, can do anything with one hand, nice back and a cowboy hat

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Ma'am I'm politely asking for Delicate part 3 NOW! Thank you 😙

Hiii lovey!! It’s coming Monday!! Warning it will be filth with a small touch of angst!👀😬💖

Harry when his bestie begs for him and he just wants to make her happy:

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I think I’m gonna write a cowboy!Harry being sweet and soft in public but a bit of a freak behind closed doors. What are yalls thoughts? 👀

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This delicate series is just filth and Harry spending money 🫠🥵🥵

Hiii babes!! That’s a very accurate description but the next part will have a touch of angst to go along with the filth and money spending😂💖

Harry hydrating before seeing his bestie that he turns into a freak for: