#lhh!era

[skullsuited]

primal.

an lhh!era smut blurb featuring a breeding kink, hair pulling, mentions of a sex toy (pussy plug) and insinuation of a creampie.

Harry’s propped himself up on his forearms, strands of his hair are sticking to his forehead and neck because he and his girl have been going at it hard.

The only real noise coming from their bedroom is the way the bed is creaking underneath the weight of Harry’s pointed, timed thrusts, skin occasionally slapping against each other, his heavy breathing and soft grunts leaving his kiss swollen, shiny raspberry lips and she’s whining, back arched slightly, moaning his name like some sort of holy prayer.

Harry licks his lips, then pauses his thrusts for a moment, settling most of his weight on top of his lover as he guides his right arm away from the side of her head, coating two of his fingers with his saliva and slowly inching his hand down in between their bodies, the pads of them rubbing gently over her sensitive pink pearl. She gasps, hands tangling in his hair and pulling, making him growl — Harry adores having his hair pulled. “Yeh want to cum f’ me, baby?” He asks her, nose nudging against her own, lips parted and ghosting over hers. Harry has continued his thrusts now; languid, but rough. He’s really taking the words ‘fucking someone into the mattress’ to a whole new level.

The woman, this divine little creature underneath him can’t even speak, a bubble caught in her throat as he fucks her. “Words, angel. Need t’ hear you, yeah?” He hums, fingers continuing to work on her clit in pressured, slow little circles. “Oh, please, Harry,” She finally manages, swallowing thickly. “Please make me cum.” She begs him quietly and this surge of pride, of satisfaction washes over him. Harry craves her release; knows he needs it in order to feel like he’s done a good job in bed. “Yeah, pet. I’ll make yeh cum. Fuck, m’ goin’ to make you cum so hard, I promise you.” He swears, practically vows to her and all she can do is nod, “Put a baby in me.”

That stirs something up in him, awakens this primal urge to fill her up the only physical way he can. A wrecked noise leaves his throat, jaw slack, lips brushing over hers and catching against her teeth. “Goin’ to put a baby in yeh. Goin’ to.. hell, goin’ to plug your cunt an’ make sure it sticks.” He growls, teeth clashing against hers in this heated, sloppy kiss and he thinks their souls are bound in this very moment, that his seed is the source of this woman’s happiness. The two fingers he’s got on her clit are rubbing a bit faster now, he’s barely lifting his hips to really thrust, only grinding against her to edge his cock further into her cunt.

She whines against his lips, panting as her impending orgasm draws closer, the pressure in between her legs growing heavier. "Fuck, Har-Harry.." The sweet, unholy angel gasps between bated breaths, manicured claws scratching at Harry's scalp. "I'm going- I'm going to cum."

He growls, a low thrumming in the back of his throat. Emerald eyes are dilated, onyx pupils creating a black hole of lust and affection for the beauty taking his cock beneath him. "Cum f' me, baby. Cum all over my cock." Harry urges her, his two fingers on her bundle of nerves flickering and playing as she gasps sharply, features twisting up in pleasure as her orgasm washes over her body, flooding her system. Her nails claw at his head, the pinpricks of pain sending a shiver down his spine and before he can realize, his own release crashes over him like a wave, drowning, lapping over him as though he was stuck in the ocean during a storm.

"Fuck!" He swears, hips stuttering against her own. Harry's hands slide up his lover's body, grasping at her hips and the sheets around her. His head tilts back, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes screwed shut as he empties himself inside of her, groaning. His body is still, sweaty, flush against his darling's as they come down from their highs as two panting messes.

"You," She begins, swallowing and catching her breath, "You should grab that plug you were talking about..."

Harry chuckles breathlessly, nodding, "Yeah. I will, jus- just let me stay here for a moment."

Wordlessly, they lay together. Unmoving, intertwined together in intimacy and adoration, minds shifting past the primal urges felt only moments before and settling into a state of bliss.

[hsonlyangelxo]

Me when I think about what I'm doing in my life

[harryarchiv]

[stfulara]

so many harry eras, yet somehow lhh and japanrry win EVERY. FUCKING. TIME

[cinemastyles-blog]

Exploration

Summary: a Wattpad request by SarahTrace789 - “I was thinking for the smut bookHarry is a bad boy and y/n is his girlfriend who is innocent, her parents don't like them togetehr so they forbade her from seeing him and one day she snuck out cuz he invited her to a picnic in his cabin in the forest and she decides she wants to learn more about his body so they take it in stages like first they kiss, then 69, and then- yk u can come up with their smut scene.”

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, oral(both), different sex positions, fingering, unprotected sex, slight arguing (with parents), sneaking out, slight angst, fluff with nasty filth

This might just be a little long, enjoy!

Master

LONG HAIR HARRY

“So can you go on Friday?” Harry asks as he plays with a stand of your hair.

Your parents absolutely despise Harry. They say he isn’t good for you, he’ll only hurt you, blah blah freaking blah.

But they don’t know him like you do.

“I’m going.” You say, “I’m going to have to sneak out, but I’m going.”

You feel him laugh, “Sneak out. Yeah, with your parents.”

Harry didn’t like your parents either, only because they just wrote him off as not good enough and didn’t even give him the time of day.

“Hey, I love you. I know that you’re not the hood rat they tell their friends you are.” You sit up and lay a hand on his cheek, “It doesn’t matter what they think, because you’re with me. Not them.”

“It would be pretty weird if I was dating them.” He smiles and laughs as you laugh, “Sorry.”

You laugh and lean in to kiss him, “No, you’re right. It would be.” You sigh and run your fingers though his hair, “I’ll see you Friday. No questions asked. Just be parked down around the block around noon.”

You stand up and put your sweater on, “I’ll call you.” He grabs your hand and pulls you down onto his lap, cupping your face as he kisses you, “I love you.”

You smile and peck his lips again, “I love you. Now I have to get home before they do and find out I was gone all day.”

“Tell them you were out doing hood rat shit with me.” Harry laughs as he gets up to walk you to the door.

You turn to look at him, “Oh yeah, they’d absolutely love that.”

——

“So mom. Heather asked me to go with her tomorrow into Friday up to her cabin, she has to clean it up because they’re remodeling it I guess.” You sip your water as you look at your mom.

She raises an eyebrow, “Heather.. or Harry?”

Your dad raised his eyebrows and shakes his head.

“You guys stop. Harry isn’t even close to being awful. If you would ju-“

Your dad cuts you off, “Wasn’t he arrested.. more than once?”

You sigh, “It was one time. And it wasn’t even his fault. His other friend threw him under the bus.” You dad mumbles, “Doesn’t sound like a friend to me.”

“I don’t like him. The tattoos, the long hair, I mean why do you think that looks good?” You mom raises her eye brows, “You need a good boy, like Niall from down the street.”

“Niall the church boy? Yeah, no thanks.” You roll your eyes and sit back in your seat, “Heather.. wants to hang out, so that’s where I’ll be Friday.”

They don’t say anything else about it the rest of dinner, they talk to each other, scared you’ll bring up Harry again.

“May I be excused?” You stand up and walk away, not giving them another chance to say anything else. You go to your room and plop down on your bed.

You text harry, I told them I’ll be with heather at their family cabin. They need to clean it out for remodeling and stuff.

You wait for him to answer, they believe it?

Seems like it. I’m going to tell heather to cover for me incase they decide to poke around and ask.

As you’re typing out a message to heather, you mom knocks on the door and opens it, “Hey, sweetie.”

“Hey mom.” You lay your phone down and sit up, “What’s up?”

“Look, I want to apologize for dinner. I know I shouldn’t have said what I said about Harry, but I just know that type and I just want what’s best for you.” She sits down on your bed, “I know you think you’re an adult now, but I know at your age, I still needed guidance, that’s all I’m trying to do.”

“Mom. If you wouldn’t have just wrote Harry off as someone who isn’t good enough and actually sat down with him and talked to him, you’d see that he loves me and he isn’t just some bad boy with long hair and tattoos.” You defend him, “I love him. He really makes me happy.”

Your mom is silent for a few moments before she sighs, “Fine.”

“Fine? Fine what?” You tilt your head, “Go to the cabin with.. Heather.” She smirks slightly, “And while you’re gone, I’ll try to convince your dad to talk with him. But I’m not making any. I mean any promises.”

You launch over and hug your mom, “You have no idea how much this means to me, thank you. Thank you.”

She laughs and sighs, “Just be careful.”

“I will, mom.”

“I mean.. careful.”

“Oh gosh, mom. Stop that.” You laugh and pick up your phone as she walks out of the room, Change of plans. You’re picking me up tonight.

——

You pack your bag and walk over to your window. Thankfully, the house was only a one story, so it was easy to climb in and out of.

Sneaking around with Harry, you’ve mastered getting in and out unnoticed like a pro.

You set your bag outside and climbed through the window, shutting it like usual. You ducked under the windows and ran down the driveway.

You made it down the block and rounded the corner. Harry was sitting on the hood of his car, waiting for you.

You smiles and ran to him, jumping into his arms and planting your lips onto his.

“How did you manage this?”

“I’ll tell you in the car.” You smile and get in as he opens the door for you. He shuts it and walks around to get in.

He starts the car and you head to his cabin.

“So. My mom said she’ll sit down and talk with you.”

His head snaps towards you, “What? Are you serious?” You nod, “Yeah, she said something’s at dinner, mainly about your tattoos and long hair and she came in to apologize, I secretly think she thinks you’re hot.”

You giggle and Harry groans, “Oh god, please don’t say that.” He laughs and lays his hand on your leg, “And your dad?”

“My mom, I think knows I was going to see you and she didn’t want to argue because she knew i was going to do it anyway, so she basically said as long as I’m careful it’s fine and she’ll talk to dad while I’m gone.”

“Careful? What, does she think I’m going to murder you and you won’t be able to defend yourself?” He laughs and shakes his head.

“No, I don’t think she wants a grandchild just yet.” You laugh and look over at Harry. He smiles and shakes his head, “Yeah, I can understand that, but we’ve been doing good so far.”

He winks at you and you nod, “I agree. But, Heather is covering for me, and you have me all to yourself for tonight and tomorrow.” You lay your hand on his, interlocking your fingers.

He flips his hand and squeezes yours, “Perfect.”

——

“So, this is it.” Harry parks the car and motions, “It’s dark, so you’ll have to wait until morning to really see it’s beauty, but..” he looks over at you and smiles.

“I’m so excited.” You lean over and peck his lips, “I’m just happy to be here with you.”

He grips your chin and pulls you in for another kiss, “Go ahead and go inside, I’ll grab the stuff from the back.” He hands you his keys and gets out as you do.

You walk up the door and unlock it, pushing it open as you reach around to find the light switch.

You let out a gasp, the color of the wood walls is absolutely breathtaking. Your eyes scan over how everything is beautifully placed and it just leaves you in amazement.

“You like it?” Harry asks walking up behind you.

You nod, “Harry. This is absolutely beautiful.”

“Thanks. My mom gave it to me, it’s kind of something we keep in the family.” He walks in more and sets the bags down, “Come. I’ll give you a tour.”

You follow Harry around, looking into each room and Harry having a story for each one.

You fall in love with him more and more the more he talks about him growing up. Harry only shows his softer side with you and you are super thankful for that.

He walks you up to the sliding class door and points, “Out there’s a fire pit, we can go out and sit by it if you’d like?”

“Can I change into something more cozy first?”

He nods, “Of course. I’ll go out and get it started, just come out there then.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and opens the door.

You go to the room you and Harry will be in and sit on the bed as you rummage through your bag.

You change into sweats and a big sweater. You slip on your slippers and make your way outside. Harry is sitting on the bench with a big blanket thrown over him.

The glow from the fire makes him extra sexy.

He moves it when he sees you and motions for you to come sit with him. You curl up next to him and he moves the blanket over your body.

“I’m so happy you’re here.” He rests his chin against your head, “I really hope your parents can accept me. I truly only want good things with you.”

You smile, “They will Harry. They just have to get over the imagine they created without actually knowing you. They’ll love you in no time.”

“I sure hope.”

You and Harry spend the rest of the night talking about life, laughing with each other and just enjoying the private, peaceful time you guys got to have before going in and go to bed.

——

“Good morning.” Harry whispers as he kisses down your arm.

You smile and roll towards him, “Good morning, baby.”

His hand lays on your hip and he leans in to kiss your lips, “Sleep good?”

You nod, “I sure did.”

He smiles and kisses your cheek repeatedly, “Good.” His hand slides down to your ass and he plays with your panties.

You roll over into your back and slide his hand between your legs, “Go ahead.” You smile up at him and he bites his lip as his fingers slip past the fabric.

Your lips part as you feel his fingers drag up and down your folds and you moan quietly as he slowly slips them into you.

“Someone’s wet.” He whisper as his lips find that spot just below your ear.

Harry was always making you feel good. He lived to please you, but a part of you wanted to please him, learn about his body.

Know what really gets him going.

“H-Harry.” You pant as you squeeze his hand between your thighs, “So close.”

He kisses your lips and swallows your moans, “Cum for me, love.”

His words push you over the edge and you clench around his fingers, moaning as you cum, “Fuck, fuck, yes yes yes.”

“You sound so pretty when you make those noises.” Harry’s voice is quiet, “I love it.”

He brings you down from your high and slips his hand out. You roll over to face him and go to grab his cock but he stops you, “We can take care of me later, right now I have stuff planned for us.”

You groan slightly, “Please?”

He smirks and leans in, “Later on. I promise.” He gets up and slips a shirt on, “Come on. Up, up, up.”

You can’t help but smile, “Fine.”

You get dressed and Harry takes you down stairs, “Take this blanket and go pick a spot down by the pond to lay it out. I’ll be down in a minute.”

You nod and pick up the blanket, walking out onto the deck and down the steps. You look around, taking in the beauty of the trees and breathing in the fresh air.

You knew Harry was up early, but you didn’t know how early. You must have slept through him getting out of bed because last you knew you were laying on his arm.

You spread the blanket out, walking around to pul the edges straight. You slip off your shoes and sit down. You watch the ducks fly in and land in the water, quacking before they dive down into it.

“Alright.” Harry says walking up, “Breakfast by the pond.”

You smile and take the tray from him, setting it down as he sits down across from you. He hands you a plate and takes the lid off.

Yeah, Harry was up early.

“When did you wake up?” You look up at him, “You didn’t ha-“

“I wanted to. And I wake up about two hours ago maybe? I don’t know. I didn’t want to wake you, you looked so peaceful.”

He smiles and you shake your head, “this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

“You deserve it.” He smiles at you and shake your head, grabbing the pancakes and placing other breakfast food onto your plate.

——

“That was absolutely delicious, Harry. Thank you.”

“Stop thanking me.” He smiles, “but you’re welcome.”

You let out a sigh and lay back, placing your head in his lap, “So.”

He looks down at you, “So.”

You bite your lip and smirk, “I was thinking that maybe..” you pause and interlock your hand with his, “I could explore your body and get to know it as well as you know mine.”

A smirk grows on his lips, “I think I’d like that.”

You sit up, “Really?”

He nods and pulls you into his lap so you’re straddling him, “Oh yes.”

He wraps his arm around your waist and places the other on your cheek. You slowly graduate into making out and it’s absolutely perfect.

Harry slips your shirt up over your head and goes back to kissing you. You hands run though his hair and you wrap your arms around his neck.

He lays you back onto the blanket and leans up to take unbutton his white shirt. Your eyes scan over his body and you feel power take over you, “Lay down.” You say as you get on your knees in front of him.

He takes off his shirt and tosses it to the side, “Okay.” He sits down and lays back, folding his arms behind his head, watching as you move over to him.

You lay your hands on his sides, thumbs stroking his skin. You mean down, pressing kisses over his tattoos.

“These are so sexy.” You whisper as you look up at him. He smirks and bites his lip as you slides your hands over his skin, you can feel his muscles flex.

You start to gently bite and suck little purple marks into his skin. He gasps and moans lowly.

“Do you like that?”

He nods and smirks, “I do.”

“Hmm.” You hum and kiss over to the other side, giving him matching marks.

“Fuck.” He curses lowly, “You’re teasing.”

You move up to him, “I’m gettin to know what you like, baby. Relax.” You smile and move down to take his pants off. He lifts his hips so you can slide them down his legs.

His cock is hard and pushing against the fabric of his boxers. You gently slide a hand up his thigh, palming him. His hips buck and he tilts his head back, “Shit, yes.”

You slip your fingers into the band of them and pull them down, setting his cock free.

You wrap your hand around it, slowly pumping as you watch him. He looks down at you, lip pulled between his teeth, “Please.”

You smile at how vulnerable he is. He doesn’t show his soft side to just anyone.

You lean down, licking up the underside of his cock and placing your lips around the tip. He gasps and moans.

They grow louder the further down the cock you go, “Gonna let me feel that throat?”

He looks down at you as you slowly slide him in. He grunts and smirks, “I guess so, shit.”

You hold him there for a few second before you pull your head up and bob it at a steady rhythm. You relax and take him into your throat again, this time gagging around him.

“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Harry moans and lays a hand on the back of your head, “Just like that baby, holy fuck.”

You suck him off for a little while longer before he lifts your head off of him, “Take off your pants, I’ll show you something else I really like.”

You bite your lip and take off your pants and panties, tossing them down to leave you naked in the woods with him.

“Sit on my face, but face that way so you can still suck me off.”

Harry’s words sends butterflies through you. You nod and move up to swing your leg over his head. You position yourself over his face and lean forward to take his cock back into your mouth.

Harry loved eating you out. He’ll do it any change he gets.

You loved pleasuring him with your mouth, too, so this is a win win for the both of you.

Harry’s tongue drags up and down your folds while gliding over your clit every once in a while. It causes you to moan and push your hips down, “Fuck.” You lean your head up, pumping his cock with your hand as you feel Harry’s tongue work it’s way in and out of you.

“Shit, Harry. Yes, yes.” You moan and go back to work on his cock. Swirling your tongue and bobbing your head, moaning against him as he eats you out.

“Fuck.” He groans as he squeezes your ass cheeks. You moan and grind your hips down, “Cl-close.”

He pushes his tongue into your further, sliding his hand down and around to rub your clit.

You let out whines and tense up as he brings you to another orgasm, “Fuck.”

He slowly rubs your clit as you come down from your high and leans back, “Sit on my cock, baby. I need to feel you.”

You swing your leg around, spinning around to face him. You balance on your feet and he brings his knees up. You lean back to hold onto them as you slowly slip him inside of you with a gasp, “Oh fuck.”

He grips your thighs and helps support your weight, “You’re so beautiful.”

You bite your lip, spreading your legs wider so he can get a fuller view of his cock slipping in and out. He bites his lip as his eyes are glued, “Fuck, you take me so well.”

He lifts his hips to meet yours, “Fucking shit, baby. Just like that.” He tilts his head back and moans, lifting it back up to watch.

You dig your nails into his skin, moaning as you clench around him, “You feel so fucking good, Harry.”

“Yes baby, fuck. Keep doing that.” He groans and digs his fingertips into your skin, “Shit. Shit, I’m gunna cum soon.”

You nod, agreeing with him.

“Cum for me, one more time baby.” Harry strokes your thighs with his thumb, “I know you can give me one more.”

You tilt your head back and bounce at a faster pace, “Fuck, fuck.”

“Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.” Harry moans.

“Cum in me.” You look down at him and he looks shocked at your words, “Huh?”

“You heard me.”

He bites his lip and tilts his head, thinking about your words. You sink all the way down on his cock and rest there, “Don’t you want to watch your cum drop out of me?”

He scoffs and smirks, “Baby.. that’s.. fuck. Yeah, yeah I do. But…” he tilts his head back and then looks at you, “I do it once and I don’t think I can stop.”

You shrug, “Works for me.” You smirk and he sighs, “You’re such a dirty girl. You’re not as innocent as everyone thinks you are. If only they could see you right now.”

You start to move your hips again, “I don’t think you’d let anyone see me like this.”

He bites his lip and shakes his head, “Yeah, I’d go to jail for a murder charge.”

“That’s hot.” You clench your walls around him, “Fuck, I’m so close.”

He grips your hips and thrusts his hips up, watching as his cock moves quickly in and out of you. You moan loudly and let out a whine, “Fuck, harry I nee-“

“Fuck.” Harry groans and pushes you down on his cock. You feel him twitch inside of you and that’s enough to get you to cum.

He slowly thrusts, bringing you both down from your highs before he slowly pulls his cock out, “Shit.” He smirks and bites his lip as he watches his cum leak out of you, dripping onto his stomach.

“That’s hot.” His eyes flicker up to yours, “I don’t know how you hold this innocent imagine. You’re a little devil.”

You shrug and get off of him, sitting down next to him as you wipe off, “Can’t have people know what’s only meant for you to see.”

He leans over and kisses your cheek, “That is correct.”

“Now, if my parents ask if you have ever defiled their perfect little angel, you say..”

Harry clears his throat, “Sir, your daughter is a prude and I can’t get into her pants even if her life depended on it.”

You laugh and gently slap his chest, “oh my god, Harry no. Just no.”

He laughs and shrugs, “No sir. I only want good things with your daughter.”

“Good. That was good.” You smile and slip on your pants. Harry slips his sweats on and laughs.

“What?” You ask as you put your shirt back on.

“Nothing.. nothing..”

“Harry what?”

He laughs and looks over at you, “I have to pretend like I didn’t just witness my cum leak out of that pretty little pussy of yours.”

You smirk slowly and bite your lip, “Yeah, that is hot isn’t it?”

He rolls his eyes, “I’ll be getting a massive boner while having dinner with your family.. that’s embarrassing.”

“We’ll maybe we can sneak off and I can swallow it next time.”

——

I know this was kinda long and I’m sorry, but I hope it makes up for not posting it right away!

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[slutfortbsl]

angel sue.

[deb-always28]

Talk by Harry Styles

Talk was recorded by LHH prior to May 2016.

[1ouis]

1D Throwback Tiiiime

Louis performed in Cardiff today and it's giving me emotional whiplash. Lmao 😵‍💫

It took me back to this day and this video is one of the reasons why it's been burned into the back of my mind for YEARS.

So yeah... A HUGE shout out to this vid in particular!!

Harry's famous Little Things lyric changes are especially clear here imo

PLUS!! It's a long haired Harry and hedgehog Louis centric video!! CLOSE UP!!! Need I say more??

[skullsuited]

drunk & high.

gif credit.

an lhh!era/fwb!harry imagine that is simply riddled with pure filth, wine consumption & marijuana smoking. inspired by true events.

smut warning: some heavy degradation/dirty talk, daddy kink, hair pulling, p-in-v sex. this is just straight up porn without plot.

Maybe it was the red wine, perhaps it was the fact that you’d both drunk almost the entirety of the bottle.

It could’ve been the joint you two smoked. Harry always has good weed, it continuously blows your mind how pure and strong it is. 

Whatever it was, it had led you to this very moment. Your feelings of undeniable lust and mutual appreciation for one another, along with your inebriation and intoxication had found a home in your bodies and the scene you were in would be burned into your memory for the foreseeable future.

Your lower half is exposed, leggings and underwear pulled down just enough so Harry has access to your core. “Please…” You whine submissively, lying on your stomach as anticipation courses through your veins. You want him so badly and the state of your mind is only making him look ten times sexier than you usually find him. 

Harry towers over you, growling with dominance and desire as he grips your hips with one hand and guides his cock into your cunt with the other, emerald eyes gazing down at you from above. 

It’s clear he wants you just as much as you want him.

Your jaw slackens as he pushes inside of you, a gasp leaving your throat as his cock stretches you out in the familiar, practiced way it always has. After a few years of exploring each other’s bodies, you both are knowledgeable in how to make one another moan or render each other absolutely speechless – though, he’s the one who usually has you doing those things. 

Harry’s quick to lie on top of you, his chest pressed to your back as he begins to thrust slowly, heavy breaths and soft grunts leaving his raspberry colored lips. Your eyes meet and his hand tangles in your hair to maneuver your head, lips meeting yours in a sloppy-sweet kiss. 

It’s brief, a gradually growing makeout session that only lasts a few seconds, but you take it for what it's worth. Then he really starts fucking you. His hands find your hips and his torso is no longer pressed to yours, but the sight above you is almost mesmerizing; head thrown back, features screwed up in pleasure and concentration and all you can do is gape at him, watch as he takes you, takes you like you belong to him and only him. 

Your eyes shut, too lost in the pleasure you’re receiving from the man hovering above you. 

“D-Daddy, oh…” You moan, body moving like the sea’s tide, allowing yourself to relax and simply be fucked by Harry. One of his hands tangles in your hair again, pulling at it before pushing your head into the mattress, a low groan rumbling in his chest. 

You both move in quick succession, the wine and the weed impairing time and heightening pleasure as your bodies mold to each other, forgetting about the outside world or your duties as adults. Right now, in the safe space of his bedroom, the only thing and only people that matter are you and him and the art you’ve both perfected when it came to being sexual partners. 

Harry pulls out of you briefly, flipping you both onto your sides before pushing back into you. You can feel how wet you’ve gotten his cock, how wet you’ve gotten as he resumes fucking you, thrusting with fervor. His right arm is wrapped around your chest, keeping you pressed to his own, while his left hand is anchored to your waist, pulling your ass into him. 

“L-love taking your c-cock.” You speak, words broken by ecstasy. 

His lips are near your ear, “Yeah, take this cock you fucking cockslut.” 

Your hand finds its way in between your legs, preoccupying your fingers with rubbing your clit in fast, small circles. “Oh my God, oh my God…”

“Gonna cum for me, darling? Hm? Are you goin’ to cum on Daddy’s cock?”

“Yes- yes, fuck, Harry.” You babble, your free hand clawing at the arm he’s got wrapped around your chest. You aren’t quite sure how much time has passed since you initially started your tryst, but you do know that your impending orgasm is approaching rather quickly. “Want- want your cum. Want you to cum inside me.” You add, hopefully spurring his own release on. 

“Yeah? You want my cum?”

You nod jerkily, body shaking as your orgasm draws nearer. You are so close, but you don’t want to cum without him.

“Then take it.” Harry growls and before your brain can register it, you feel his cock throb inside you, his thrusts slowing as he empties himself. The feeling alone sends you into overdrive, your own release crashing down on you with intensity as you tense up, moaning his name like a mantra. 

“That’s it. S’ a good slut.” He murmurs, thrusting his hips languidly into you, fucking you slowly through your orgasm. Your fingers cease their movements once Harry stops his, your hand falling away from your clit. 

You both go quiet, breathing heavily as your climaxes dissipate and you wade in the post coital bliss. Harry pulls out of you gently before settling on his back, pulling your body into his. Your head rests on his chest and a smile pulls at your lips as his arm wraps around you, holding you close. 

“Can we do this again?” You ask, nuzzling your face into his chest a bit.

“I don’t see why not.” He replies. 

You nod, silence slipping over the moment as sleep pulls you both under. 

Perhaps getting drunk and high with Harry would become a whole new adventure.

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Babygirl

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its surreal to wonder that lhh was infact real

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Was It Worth the Wait?

Summary: Anon request - “i was wondering if you could maybe do one where we're his gf we're on tour with him and the boys and we tease him with dirty talk, messages, pictures and stuff just before he goes on and he's really sexually frustrated and then they fuck afterwards (he's desperate but please not any dominant harry) preferably Ihh”

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, sexting, teasing, sexual insinuation, unprotected sex, fluffy smut, filth right off the bat

Master

LONG HAIR HARRY

You sat in Harry’s dressing room, waiting for the boys to get done with their meeting about their future rehearsal schedules before their show tonight.

You get up and walk over to lock the door. You grab his one button up and strip down to nothing but your black lace underwear.

You throw on his unbuttoned shirt and make sure to just cover your nipples as you sit on your knees in front of the mirror.

You held your phone up, getting the angle right before snapping a few photos, switching positions every once in a while.

You get up, get dressed and go unlocked the door. You walk over and sit down on the couch, scrolling through the photos you just took.

You go to Harry’s message thread and tap on the best photo, hitting send and waiting.

A few moment later, you see his name pop up at the top of your screen, are you fucking kidding me right now?

What are you talking about, babe? You smirk and bite your lip.

You know what. I’m at a meeting, y/n. I don’t need anyone else seeing that body. I’ll have to kill them.

You giggle, yeah, you’re right. Just look at it secretly. I have others. Want to see?

It’s a few moment before Harry answers, but when he does it makes your heart skips a beat, what I want to see is you bend over taking my cock, but that can’t happen right now. Can it?

Your thumbs tap the screen and you can feel yourself growing wetter by the second, I mean it could. I feel like I’m so wet for you right now. I feel like I need you so bad, baby.

Y/n.

Harry.

Stop it.

Stop what?

You know what.

Fine. I’ll just do it myself I guess.

You laugh and cover your mouth as you have fun with him, “He’s too easy.”

You’re bluffing. Where are you?

In your dressing room, still naked. Aching to get a hold of that cock.

You know Harry has a show tonight. There isn’t going to be any time for him to get a hold of you before hand.

The door opens and you jump, looking back to see one of the security standing there, “You okay?”

“Yeah, why?” You sit up and look at him, “Did Harry send you?” He nods, “Yeah.”

You roll your eyes, “Of course he did.” You laugh and sit back as he sighs, “I’m so annoyed with this boys.” He laughs and shakes his head, “I’ll leave you be.”

You really had Leo come check on me?

I knew you were bluffing.

You bite your lip and lean back as your thumbs tap the screen in a steady rhythm, I might have been bluffing about being naked, but that doesn’t mean I can’t always get naked.

You get up and quickly lock the door, taking your shirt off as you send him a selfie of your bare shoulders and upper chest, leaving your boobs out of it for now.

Don’t do this, y/n. There won’t be enough time before the show.

You take another picture, moving the camera down more, showing the tops of your boobs, I know but just think, this will just wind you up so when you come off stage we’ll have the hottest, filthiest sex ever.

You bite your lip and send him a picture of your boobs before he can answer, Can’t wait until you have your lips around these and you cock buried deep inside of me.

You knew you needed to stop, but you can’t help yourself. Winding Harry up was one of your favorite things to do because it made him angry and that led to the best sex most of the time.

Y/n. Baby, knock it off. I can’t afford to have my cock hard right now and you’re making it extremely hard not to.

You put your shirt on and let out a sigh as you unlock the door, okay, okay. But this doesn’t change the fact that I’m still craving you.

Fuck, we’re going straight back to the dressing room after the show.

You smile, knowing you’re going to get exactly what you want, I promise I’ll make it up to you.

You better, you just made me miss half of this meeting because all I can think about is your tits.

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“Break a leg, baby.” You press your lips to Harry’s and go to lean back but he grabs your waist tight and pulls you to him, “you drive me insane.”

You smile up at him, “It would be boring if I didn’t.”

He smirks and nods, “Yeah, you’re right.” He leans down and kisses you, “I gotta go. I’ll be back for you.” He winks and jogs over to join the other boys, doing their pre show ritual.

You make your way out and sit in the section dedicated to family and close friends. You talk with some fans as you wait for them to come on stage and when the lights go down, it gets insanely loud.

The intro plays and they appear. Harry instantly finds you, singing songs towards you and does something he’s never really done before.

He forgets the words.

You cover your mouth, trying not to laugh, “Oh no.”

You really got into his head. He can’t focus because all he can think about is you.

Naked.

Wanting to sit on his cock.

He clears his throat and cracks a joke, causing everyone to laugh. You smirk up at him and he shakes his head with a smile.

The fans notice me they go absolutely feral. You and Harry have been publicly together for two years now, but it still doesn’t change the fact that the fans go absolutely nuts when new pap pics drop of you two walking down the sidewalk holding hands.

You dance with the fans and take selfies with them throughout the night and talk with them as the boys mess around on stage.

Eventually, the show is coming to an end so you say your goodbyes and head to the dressing room faster than ever.

You sit on the couch, biting your lip and bouncing your leg as you wait for Harry to make his arrival.

You hear the loudness of them coming off the stage and entering the hall way and your heart starts racing. Harry always gets you going, no matter what he does. You fall more in love with him with every little thing he does.

The door opens and Harry stands there, his chest rising and falling quickly and a smirk grows on his lips, “What happened to being naked in my dressing room?”

He shuts the door with a slam and locks it, discarding his shirt as he walks over to you. You get your shirt off and toss it before he pushes you back and lays his body on yours.

“You made me forget the words to the songs I sing every goddamn day.” He groans and kisses down your neck, “As said, you drive me insane.”

You run your hands through his hair and moan as he pushes his bulge against your clothed pussy, “Harry.” You whimper out, “Please.”

“Take ‘em off.”

He stands up to take his jeans and boxers off as you quickly take off your pants and underwear. You lay back and spread your legs, “I need you so bad.”

“I know how you feel.” He leans on the couch and lays his body over yours. He kisses you as he reaches down to rub the tip of his cock on your soaked folds, “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

“I’ve been all damn day.” You pull him in to kiss him and gasp loudly as you finally feel him inside of you, stretching your walls like you craved all day.

He doesn’t waste anytime and slowly pulls out and pushes his cock deep inside of you, “Fuck. Y/n.” He groans as he kisses down your neck and dips his head down to take a nipple between his lips.

You arch your back and wrap your legs around him, “Shit, yes baby. That feels so good.” You moan and roll your eyes back, “Fuck, Harry.”

He moans against you, switching to give your other nipple attention, too.

His thrusts are slow and he makes sure to push his hips against yours each time he slides back in, groaning as he feels you clench around him, “Cum for me.” He breathe out, “Fucking hell.”

You moan and dig your nails into his skin, moaning loudly as you squeeze his cock with your walls, “Fuckfuck, shit.”

He crashes his lips on yours, moaning as he feels you cum around him, “Is that what you wanted all day?” He watches as you come down from your high, “Because it’s what I wanted.”

“Fuck yes.” You tighten your legs around him and open your eyes to look at him. You’re panting, “Feels so good.”

He smirks and speeds his thrusts up, “You feel so good.” He goes back to playing with your boobs, licking sucking and nipping the skin around your nipples, moaning as he feels his urge to cum escalate quickly, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum soon.”

You nod, “let me taste you.”

He groans and kisses you before he stands up, pumping his cock as you shift down to the floor in front of him. You rest back onto your calves and open your mouth to stick your tongue out.

He moans as he looks down at you. His hair falling down over his face makes him look so hot.

He gasps and watches as strings of cum coat your chin and mouth. You close your eyes and move your tongue to catch it. You lean up and wrap your lips around the head of his cock, sucking until he gasps again, “O-okay.”

You lean back with a smile, “Was it worth the wait?”

He chuckles and nods, “It’s always worth the wait, baby.” He stands you up, “Now, let’s get you cleaned up.”

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[shawnsprincesse]

Long hair harry of course. He emanate sex, fun, a good time, good friend, good fwb, not good boyfriend tho but no one can have all. He looks confident, intense, well mannered, like you could have a joint with him while talking bout nothing laying on the floor with your backs against the couch, like let's have a quick coffee, I wanna see you but I have an interview in an hour kind of friend. Like he takes a lil bit too long to respond to your messages but when he finally does he apologizes, he was busy, he cares a lot, he wanna know about your day. A good friend.

Long haired Harry was so different like I can barely believe it’s the same person (granted I obviously dont know Harry irl) like WHAT EVEN WAS THAT FEVER DREAM! He was wilding in interviews (remember the ellen never have i ever and the jonathan ross one), he was wilding on stage, he was wear rich ass sponsored clothes and probably fucking bitches (and one prticular bitch who shall not be named)!

It was Harry’s prime bachelor era and I will fight anyone!!!