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harrywavycurly · 3 months
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It’s been 8 years since Harry said “I mean…” and slapped his box closed on tattoo roulette while Niall recovered from a panic attack right next to him and I’ve thought about it everyday since.
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niallfrvr · 11 months
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he's making me feel things . . .
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shawnsprincesse · 2 years
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Rear View (Harry Styles AU)
WARNING, this story contains:
Sex
Dirty talk
Choking
Bratty sub
TW AGE GAP
Melanie’s dads chauffeur picks Melanie up after a night out and after not getting lucky at the club she’s hoping he’ll give her a good time instead, the problem is he doesn’t want to lose his job and there’s a clear age gap between them.
Aka
Melanie masturbates in the car and Harry watches her in the rear view mirror before deciding to finally fuck her.
AN: I imagined this as long haired harry while writing it but you can imagine whatever you want. Also, I don’t specify his age so you can imagine whatever age you’re comfortable with when it comes to the age gap part.
I watched as the long black limousine pulled up to the curb, punctual as always. After a long night out with the girls I was tired, tipsy and ready to go home. It was a warm October night in Hollywood and the hills were crowded with people trying to get into the popular nightclubs along the streets. Lucky for me, I was able to get in wherever I wanted, whenever I wanted despite only being eighteen. My dad is a part of Hollywood’s elite, he’s worked with countless movie stars and I was basically raised on a movie set. This gives me tons of benefits when it comes to socializing, I’m always on the VIP list and I’m always invited to movie premieres and other big Hollywood events.
Being raised by industry parents definitely has it’s perks but there are always several downsides to it. My parents raised me to always be polite, always be on my best behavior and to never lash out on people not matter how I really feel. This is usually not a problem because I am over all a quite happy person but with social media and the endless amount of haters and trolls on line testing my patience I sometimes have a hard time biting my own tongue.
”I guess I’ll see you Monday at school?” Josh, some random boy I met at the club said as he watched the limo pull up next to me on the curb.
”I guess.” I shrugged not really interested in seeing him on Monday or ever again. ”Thank you for tonight, I had a great time.” I lied as I turned to give Josh a brief hug. It wasn’t that I had a bad time, I just expected to have a better time, if you know what I mean. It’s pretty obvious that I’m not going home with him and honestly what’s the point of going clubbing if you’re not gonna get fucked afterwards?
”You too. Text me when you get home.” Josh smiled. He’s a great guy and we’ve been talking for a while now but things just aren’t doing it for me. When he asked me if I wanted to go out clubbing I thought for sure that this was going to be the night where I’d get laid which is why I put on my sexiest black dress and got all dolled up for the night.
I don’t have a problem getting laid, guys basically line themselves up for me and I’m not the one to tell them no, for the most part I’m not picky. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen and I’ve probably slept with like fifteen to twenty guys since then so it’s not like I’m ugly or anything. I just don’t understand why Josh didn’t make a move tonight, I guess he’s too nice and is hoping to take things slow but I honestly don’t have time for that.
I’m not looking for a relationship, I’m only eighteen and when you’re eighteen you’re supposed to go out, get drunk and have fun, not settle down and get married. My mother had me when she was only twenty and look at her now, she’s basically just working for my dad, taking care of the house and occasionally drinks wine with her friends. I don’t want to settle down at twenty only to have boring book club meetings with wine when I’m forty-five. I wanna live life.
The limousine driver stepped out of the driver’s seat and walked around to open the door for me. ”How are you tonight, Miss Dorsey?” The driver spoke politely.
”Didn’t I tell you to call me Melanie, or Mel for short?” I teasingly asked as I stepped into the vehicle. 
”You did. I’m just trying to keep things formal.” My dad’s driver spoke politely. He was very well mannered despite his tossed up look. 
”Well, don’t.” I corrected him with a soft, reassuring smile. He’s too hot to be calling me Miss Dorsey anyway, it sounds like he’s talking to my grandma.
Harry is one of dads newest drivers. He’s got this disheveled look to him where his slacks aren’t perfectly ironed, his dress shirt is always unbuttoned at the top and his long luscious curls are just messily pushed to the back. If I had to guess I would say he’s in his mid to late twenties and for me he ticks all the boxes. He’s got a great jawline, nice plump lips and beautiful green eyes and honestly I don’t need to know much more about him in order to fuck him.
”Where to Miss- I mean Mel?” Harry quickly tried to correct himself. Harry hasn’t formally introduced himself to me, I just happen to know his name by his name tag. My dad hired this company that sells chauffeur services so we’re not always guaranteed to get the same driver and I’ve only ever met Harry twice before but let me tell you the moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew I wanted him inside me.
”The beach house.” I responded ever so politely like my mother had taught me. Daddy has a beach house in Malibu and most of the time it sits empty which is perfect for me when I need to spend some time alone or get laid. My dad works late hours and early mornings so he pretty much barely sees me come and go and my mother goes everywhere with him as his personal assistant so I’m pretty much free to do whatever I want and as an only child I rarely get punished for anything.
”Yes ma’am.” Harry nodded as he looked at me through the rear view mirror. 
I adjusted myself in the seat, pulling my short dress down to a comfortable position as I reached back to buckle my seatbelt. I could feel Harry’s eyes on me as I shifted slightly on top of the leather cushion, my legs tightly knit together in a lady-like manner. Of course I noticed his obvious staring but I pretended not too as the skirt ”accidentally” slipped back up over my thighs, revealing more and more of my bare skin. 
”Can I ask for your opinion?” I innocently spoke as I looked back at Harry.
”Sure.” He replied, he seemed about as clueless as a mouse in a mousetrap.
”What do you think about this dress? Daddy says it’s a bit too short but I don’t know. Do you agree?” I asked, forcing him to look at me and the little black dress once again.
Harry nervously scratched his neck as he struggled to figure out the right answer. He could either agree with me and admit that he found the inappropriate dress flattering on me or he could disagree with me and upset his boss’ daughter.
”Uhm-” He choked out nervously as he tried not to stare at me for too long.
”Daddy doesn’t think it’s appropriate since I’m only eighteen but I mean, I’m an adult. What do you think Harry?” I asked as I bit the corner of my lip, my voice soft and innocent as I slowly batted my lashes at him in a flirtatious manner.
He choked out a hmpf as he heard my sweet innocent voice spell out his name. I was already dead set on getting this man into my bed. Josh’s disappointment really settled it for me, I don’t need high school boys in my life, I need real grown men that knows what I want and aren’t afraid of giving it to me.
”Uhm I think-” Harry nervously choked out as he was unable to tear his gaze away from the revealing dress and the curves of my body. ”It uh, it’s great.” He managed to spit out an answer after taking a long look at the way the dress hugged my large breasts and wide hips.
”I knew it. See my daddy is so old fashioned, like at this point I’m a grown woman I should be allowed to wear what I want.” I spoke with innocence laced over my voice. At this point Harry probably thought I was just drunk and rambling when really it was just a part of the seduction.
”Mhmm.” Harry hummed in agreement as he tried his best to hide his not so subtle gaze into the rear view mirror.
”Also, I’m so sorry I had to call you this late…” I politely apologized as I continued to reel Harry in with my sweet seduction. ”I was out with this guy, Josh, right… and he asked me to go clubbing with him but he didn’t even have the decency to give me a ride home or anything.” I continued to mindlessly rant to give off the appearance that I was slightly more drunk than I really was, mostly because if my seduction didn’t work I could just blame everything on the alcohol and avoid completely embarrassment.
I’ve slept with older guys before but not guys that are this much older, they’ve usually just been a year or two older, college guys at best. So I’m kind of new to this whole, seducing older men technique and if it fails I’ll probably just stick to college guys because they’re the easiest target anyway.
”Of course, no worries.” Harry responded while flashing me a polite smile. 
I leaned forward in my seat, my elbows now resting on my knees as I sat behind Harry. I could inhale his scent and smell the sweet scent of his cologne as I breathed softly behind him.
”Josh really wasn’t gonna do it for me anyway…” I continued to speak, now in a low seductive voice as I was right behind Harry in his seat. ”I think I need a real man to satisfy me.” I whispered right behind Harry’s head rest. I’m sure he could feel my heavy breath against his neck at this point and it was almost like I could taste his skin and see the little neck hairs rise as he realized what I was doing.
His initial reaction was to nervously cough as he kept his eyes on the road, for a second he pretended like he didn’t hear me although I’m pretty sure he heard me loud and clear.
”It’s so hard to find a real man these days…” I continued to rant in my low seductive voice, playing it off like I was a little too drunk when in reality I was dead serious and knew exactly what I was doing. ”All these high school boys don’t know how to treat a woman right, you know?” I continued to drunkenly swoon into Harry’s ear to the point where he could no longer act like he didn’t hear me. ”I bet you know how to treat a woman right…” I continued to speak lowly. ”Bet you know just the right way to satisfy me…” I sing-sang drunkenly as I leaned forward as close to Harry’s ear as I possible could with the headrest separating us.
”Miss Dorsey!” Harry tried to interrupt me with another loud cough.
”Oh c’mon.” I dismissed his nervous cough. ”I know you want to.” I cooed teasingly as I looked at him through the rear view mirror, his green eyes nervously shifting across the empty road as he tried his best to ignore my advances.
”I think you’ve had a little bit too much to drink Miss Dorsey.” Harry politely and professionally declined.
”I see the way you look at me.” I ignored his exclamation as I continued to whisper sweetly into his ear with my seductive voice. 
”I can’t. Your dad would fire me.” Harry choked out, quietly admitting that he wanted to and the only thing stopping him was my dad. ”I’d lose my job!”
”Daddy doesn’t have to know.” I whispered softly into his ear. ”It’ll be our little secret.” I cooed ever so sweetly as I breathed heavily against Harry’s neck.
”No, no, no, no.” Harry called out loudly as if he’d snapped back into his senses and before I could know it, the little seductive games were over. ”You’re just drunk.” Harry called out dismissively as he leaned forward and pressed the little button that activated the separating privacy wall between us.
Suddenly I was left alone in the backseat, I let out a sigh as I leaned back into my seat and crossed my arms in disappointment. Damn, this night’s going so well, I thought to myself as I looked out at the dark night. Malibu is like a thirty minute drive from the hills and now I’m stuck in a car with a man that doesn’t want to fuck me and I’m mostly likely just gonna have to go to bed once I get home, what a successful night.
I might as well kick off my shoes, I thought to myself as I shrugged out of the tight leather hells. I already had blisters on the back of my foot and the top of my pinky toe. I looked down at my painted toe nails and shrugged as I put them up in the air to restore my blood flow. My feet and legs were aching from the heels being worn all night and the blisters were already red and bruised, matching the color of my nails.
I felt my skirt ride up my thighs and butt as I adjusted in my seat. My feet were now placed on the back of the privacy wall as I somewhat laid down in the backseat. My pussy was aching for attention and since this night was such a disaster I figured I would have to take matters into my own hands at this point.
I let one of my hands slide down between my legs, hoping that the simple touch would somehow soothe my pussy’s aching need for attention but it wasn’t good enough. It had been screaming for attention all night and with twenty minutes left of the drive, I wasn’t sure if I could wait until we got home.
My hand rubbed against the thin fabric of my panties over and over again in a soothing manner hoping that the burning ache between my legs would calm down just enough for me to make it home. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh as I continued to rub my hand over my clothed pussy. I thought about what a disappointing night it had been a how I’d rather have a real proper cock in me than having to down this on my own later tonight. Without dwelling too much on the fact that neither Josh or Harry wanted to fuck me, I thought about how good it was going to feel to finally get home and be able to properly touch my pussy and maybe I’d take a long nice shower and play with the shower head or find a nice pillow to grind my pussy against, anything that would soothe the aching need between my legs.
”Fuck.” I moaned quietly as I thought about making myself come. I realized that I don’t need a guy to come, I could just fuck myself with whatever object was available to me whether it be my own hands, a hot shower head or a firm pillow, maybe having to take care of things myself wasn’t the worst thing that could happen in the world.
As I continued to rub myself through my panties my mind wandered away from the endless possibilities of self-pleasuring to actually having a cock inside me. I wonder what Harry would be like in bed, he’s so much older than me and probably more experienced. He’s probably got a real good cock and knows how to use it properly unlike the boys at my school.
”Fuck!” I moaned again at the thought of Harry’s cock entering my wet, needy little teen pussy. I bet men his age fantasize about fucking young teens like me all the time, after all there’s a reason for teen 18+ being the top category on Pornhub.
”Everything okay, miss?” Harry asked and my eyes shot open as I was interrupted by his voice. The private wall was slowly pushed back down and I didn’t have enough time to hide what was actually going on behind the curtains as Harry looked at me through the rear view mirror.
”Mhmm.” I moaned deciding to not even bother hiding what I was doing since he already thought I was too drunk to function at this point.
Instead of hiding my rubbing motions, I continued to move my hand between my legs. The privacy wall was now down and I had to place my feet back on the ground, causing me to shift further in my seat. I spread my legs wide enough to give Harry a clear view of what I was doing as his eyes kept lingering on the rear view mirror.
My fingers pushed the thin cotton fabric of my panties to the side to expose the delicate parts between my legs. I trailed my fingertips gently against my moist slit as I refused to look away form Harry’s eyes in the rear view mirror. He was watching me and I knew it. If he wasn’t gonna fuck me, the least I could do was put on a good show to show him what he’s missing out on.
I bit the corner of my lip as I played with my wet pussy. My fingers danced across the soft, warm skin as I leaned back in my seat. Heavy breaths exited my mouth and filled the air as I gently rubbed my clit in circles, soothing the aching needs within me.
”Fuck…” I moaned once again as I finally, after some light teasing, slid one of my fingers inside me. 
Harry watched through the rear view mirror as I kept touching and teasing myself in the backseat. He tried to ignore my heavy breathing and pretended like he was too busy focusing on the road. Feeling bold and brave, I pushed another finger into my tight aching pussy, my hips grinding slowly against the leather seat as my own digits filled me up.
”Don’t you wanna fuck this tight little pussy, Harry?” I moaned as I began to move my fingers inside me. I could see Harry’s green orbs shift around the rear view mirror as I began to fuck myself in the back seat. The sound of my slick fingers slipping in and out of my sopping wet pussy echoed through the large car as I leaned back, spreading my knees further apart to give Harry and even better view. ”I know you want to feel how tight my little teen pussy feels wrapped around your big cock.” I continued to moan as I looked at Harry through the mirror. 
My fingers slid into my pussy with ease, I’d been needy for something inside me all night and now that I finally got it, I wasn’t gonna stop any time soon. Harry could either enjoy the show or ignore it. Regardless, I was dead set on making myself come.
”Oh fuck, it feels so good.” I moaned as I pushed another finger into my mouth to playfully suck on it while Harry’s eyes nervously shifted between the road and the rear view mirror. ”I could really use a big fucking cock to stretch me out properly.” I continued to talk dirty as I looked straight into the rear view mirror while sucking on my finger.
The sucking on a finger trick usually does wonders because guys can’t help but to imagine it being their own cock and it drives them crazy, for me it works all the time. Harry stayed silent as he watched me devour my own finger with my mouth, my tongue licking at it as if it was a big juicy popsicle. He pressed his lips into a thin line as I continued to moan for him in the backseat.
”I bet you’ve got a nice, big cock for me to suck on.” I moaned as I continued to make playful sucking noises around my finger. 
”Melanie-” Harry tried to object, the sigh in his voice indicating his frustration as he forced my name to spill out of his gritted teeth.
”I won’t tell daddy a thing, I promise.” I moaned as I pressed another finger into my mouth. With two fingers thrusting into my pussy and two fingers playfully grinding into my mouth I closed my eyes and continued to touch and devour myself the way my body deserved to be devoured. ”I know you’re thinking about it, please, just let me have your cock.” I pleaded softly as I continued to suck on my fingers, my mind imagining that they were actually Harry’s cock.
”I can’t lose my job over this!” Harry huffed in frustration, rejecting my request and all of my advances even though I knew that deep down inside he wanted me.
”C’mon, I won’t tell anyone.” I pleaded innocently. ”I’m so fucking wet and needy, please, I just need a cock in me.” I pleaded like the sweet innocent girl I’d been before. 
”Uhm- just-” Harry frustrated tried to somehow save himself from this situation but there was nowhere for him to go. He was trapped in the car with me for another fifteen minutes and I sure was determined to make them a living hell for him.
”Please Harry-” I whined softly as I continued to play with my pussy for him at full view. His green orbs focusing more on the rear view mirror than the road at this point. ”I bet all those other boys can’t give it to me like you can.” I moaned as I looked at him through the mirror. 
I could hear him swallow hard, the gulp being the only audible noise inside the car except for the sound of my wet pussy.
Harry didn’t respond. He kept quiet and I was really impressed by his self-control. Older men tend to have more self-control compared to high school boys so I really shouldn’t be surprised. I didn’t need Harry to respond to keep the show going though. 
I continued to finger myself all the way home, edging myself to tease myself properly in front of Harry but also to prolong the pleasure my body was finally experiencing. I hadn’t masturbated with anyone else before and the thrill of having someone watching me definitely was quite the turn on. I could see why people do live cam shows and shit like that because knowing that someone is watching you touch yourself definitely adds some spice to the situation. 
When the car finally came to a stop Harry jumped out as if nothing had happened and I let out a sigh as I realized the fun was almost over. The door next to me opened up but I refused to remove my fingers from my dripping pussy, it felt too good and I was too worked up to just stop in the middle of it all.
”You sure you don’t wanna fuck me?” I asked, hoping that he would finally give in to my temptations and rail me in the backseat.
Harry stood by the door in silence, his hand holding a firm grip on the edge of the door as he waited for me to step out, but instead I just shifted in my seat as I flailed my legs out of the door opening and spread them wide for him to watch my fingers slide deeper into my wet little hole. 
”My pussy feels so tight and warm around my fingers.” I whispered as I spread my pussy lips apart so he could watch me fuck myself for him. I was dripping all the way onto the leather seat and I could feel my thighs clench in anticipation as I kept edging myself, my fingers moving in long, slow strokes to keep my pussy satisfied by not overwhelmed. ”If you’re not gonna fuck me, can I at least see your dick?” I tried to bargain as if this was some kind of negotiation. ”I could just come from the sight of it.” I moaned as I bit the corner of my lip.
”Get out.” Harry spoke through gritted teeth, his voice filled with frustration rather than anger and I could tell he was losing his self-control at this point.
”But I’m so close.” I whined in protest as I used my other hand to rub over my clit. Both my hands worked hard to get myself off and I didn’t wanna stop until I had a proper orgasm. ”Maybe if I could just have a little peak, that would make me come.” I batted my lashes at him innocently, hoping that it would drive him mad enough to give into my needs.
”Melanie-” Harry’s voice was stern and determined as he tapped his fingers against the door in frustration.
”Mmm you sound so hot when you say my name like that.” I continued to ignore Harry’s requests. ”I like it.” I moaned in return as I stubbornly continued my little masturbation show for Harry. ”Say it again!” I panted heavily as I looked up into Harry’s green eyes. He gritted his teeth against each other as he pressed his mouth into a thin line while I was testing his patience. He looked so hot all riled up and angry like this.
”Get out of the car, Melanie.” Harry spoke again with a firm voice as he clenched his fist around the door. He looked like he was about to pry it open even further, breaking it off it’s handles as he pressed his clenched fist around the edge of it.
”Wow, you sound just like my daddy.” I moaned tauntingly. ”So serious.” 
”Get! Out!” Harry tried once more as I continued to test his patience the way I used to test my daddy’s patience when I was a little girl.
”Make me, Daddy.” I moaned as I slid my fingers up to my mouth to suck my own pussy juices off of them. It was once again time for the finger trick. I batted my innocent lashes at Harry as I sucked my fingers off with soft moans escaping my lips at the same time. I refused to break eye contact as I pretended like my fingers were his sweet cock. My tongue devoured the taste of my own pussy as I swirled it on top of my fingers and all over their creases.
Harry was just about to pull me out of the car when I let out a soft giggle. His strong wrist grabbed a tight hold of my arm as he tried to yank me out of the vehicle but I refused to give in that easily. I did my best to resist but he was too strong and suddenly I was pulled to my bare feet and stood on the concrete outside my parents Malibu home.
”So rough, I like it.” I cooed teasingly as Harry held me firmly by my arm. I used my free hand to touch Harry all over his body, my hand squeezing his tight shoulders and running it’s way all the way down his torso and in between his legs. He released a sharp gasp as I squeezed his cock between my small, delicate fingers and I released another soft giggle as his green eyes widened in surprise at my forwardness.
”Listen, you’re gonna go inside and we’re never gonna speak of this again!” Harry ordered me firmly.
”You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not my daddy.” I fought back as I tried to withdraw my arm from his tight grip. 
”I don’t care, you’re gonna do as I say.” Harry’s firm voice sent chills down my spine.
”And if I don’t?” I questioned him like the stubborn little girl I am. It became very apparent that Harry didn’t have an answer for that and a cheeky grin appeared on my lips as I realized that. ”What if I tell daddy?” I sing-sang tauntingly as I stared back at Harry.
”Tell him what?” Harry asked confused. ”That you inappropriately came onto me, one of his employees?”
”What if I lie?” I grinned, I wouldn’t lie to get anyone in trouble, I just wanted to see his reaction. ”Don’t act like you didn’t like it…” I whispered seductively. ”I know you liked watching me play with myself otherwise your cock wouldn’t be so fucking hard right now.” I whispered the words into Harry’s ears as my small, delicate hand squeezed tightly around the clear bulge in his pants. ”Now, you either give me what I want or I’ll tell daddy what a bad employee you are.” I moaned as I rubbed my hand over Harry’s thick bulge. Some would find this strategy manipulative and wrong but I don’t think you can call it manipulation when you know the other person really wants it as well, I’d call it encouragement.
”You’re such a needy little girl, aren’t you?” Harry said as he squeezed my arm tighter and pushed me roughly up against the car. 
”Mhmm.” I choked out a moan as the back of my body hit the car with force. My eyes stared into Harry’s wild green eyes as I watched him finally give into his desires. His free hand pushed itself between my legs and directly against my bare pussy. He rubbed his whole hand against my slit and I let out a soft moan as I felt myself crumble weak at my knees by his single touch.
”Is this what you wanted?” Harry asked as he moved his hand firmly between my legs, coating his palm in my juices as he pushed me up against the car. His other hand moved up my arm, over my chest where he squeezed my breasts tightly and up over my collarbones to my neck. He placed his hand over my neck as his thumb gently caressed my skin and I released a heavy breathe, intimidated and turned on by his rough touch at the same time.
”Yes!” I whimpered as Harry grabbed a hold of my neck. I rolled my head back as I felt two of his fingers slide into my wet core. His hand continued to caress my neck in a soft, tender manner as he slid his fingers slowly in and out of me.
Suddenly as he picked up his pace, his fingers pumped into my with rough motions and the soft grip around my neck transformed into a proper chokehold.
”Speak up!” Harry ordered as he repeated his question. ”Is this what your needy little pussy wanted?” 
”Yes!” I choked out loudly between his rough thrusts. ”Fuck yes.” I whimpered loudly as he put me in place using his rough hands. This is exactly what I wanted, a man who could fucking put me in my place and fuck me senseless at the same time.
”You’re such a needy little brat huh? So fucking spoiled and used to getting everything you want all the time huh?” Harry spoke in a low, dominant voice through his gritted teeth as he held me in place by my neck.
”Mhmm. Daddy always gives me everything I want” I hummed in agreement. ”Are you gonna give me what I want Harry?” I moaned as I used my free hand to caress his hard cock through his slacks. I could feel how big he was through the thick fabric and my mouth was already watering at the thought of having him inside me.
”Are you gonna be a good girl?” Harry asked in return as he continued to finger fuck me with his palm rubbing gently against my sore clit.
”Yes.” I mewled softly. ”I’ll be good, I promise.” I moaned as I looked deep into his mesmerizing green eyes and bit the corner of my lip. ”Please, I need your cock.” I moaned as I rubbed my hand firmly over his thick, long shaft.
”There we go again, always so needy Melanie.” Harry tskd at me, shaming me for being the desperate little whore I was.
He grabbed me by my hips and tossed me back into the backseat of the car, wasting no time he swiftly undid his pants and pulled his boxers down to his ankles before climbing on top of me. 
”Spread your legs!” Harry ordered firmly. He pushed the small skirt of my little black dress up to my stomach and pulled my panties completely off of me before aligning himself by my entrance.
”Got such a pretty little pussy.” Harry mumbled as he rubbed his cock against my wet slit.
I let out a soft gasp as I watched him hover over me, his large body completely over maneuvering my small frame. 
”Please!” I whimpered as I felt Harry’s thick shaft coat itself in my juices, the tip of his swollen hard cock rubbing against my clit, making me writhe in frustration on top of the leather seat.
Harry grabbed a hold of my thick thighs, he yanked my body further down to the edge of the seat as he himself stood up in the doorway. He grabbed both my legs and pushed himself inside me, his large cock filling me up inch by inch as I laid on top of the car seat.
”Oh fuck!” I moaned as I felt his cock stretch me out properly. His big, thick shaft, pushing all the way inside my tight little cunt. ”It’s so big.” I whimpered as I felt my walls hug his entire length inside me.
”Fuck, that’s a wet pussy.” Harry groaned as he looked down between my legs, watching his entire cock disappear inside my tight hole.
”Yeah.” I moaned as I looked up at him with doe eyes. ”I want you to fuck my tight little teen pussy until I come all over your cock.” I moaned as I reached down to rub my clit to relieve some of the aching pain his massive cock was giving me.
Harry wasted no time. He was quick to move inside me and my pussy quickly got used to having him inside me. He thrusted into me with long, grinding strokes as he stood by the door opening. His hands caressed my legs and squeezed my thighs as he rocked into my body where I laid on top of the black leather seat, my tits jiggling and my butt rubbing against the seat.
”Holy fuck.” I moaned as I continued to rub my hand over my clit, my body already aching for a release since I’d been edging myself on the entire car ride home. ”You feel so fucking good.” I moaned loudly as I let my eyes roll back into my head. ”You fuck my tight little pussy so good.” I groaned as I felt his cock push deep into me.
Harry let out a series of loud grunts and groans as he grabbed a hold of my ankles and pulled my feet up onto his shoulders. His cock kept drilling into me as I laid in front of him completely at his mercy. He knew exactly what I wanted and he was giving it to me raw.
”Have you ever fucked a pussy this tight before?” I swooned as I felt his cock twitch inside me. I could feel every inch of him pushing my walls back and filling me up to the brim. I’d never felt so full before in my entire life. ”Fuck, your cock feels so good stretching me out like this.” I moaned as I looked down, my eyes watching his cock burying itself inside my aching pussy. It was a beautiful sight to watch his hips collide with my body.
Harry held onto my legs as he continued to thrust into me, he grabbed my hips and pulled me even closer to the edge, allowing him to get deeper inside me as I continued to moan out loud in pure bliss. 
”More!” I whimpered loudly. ”I need more.” I moaned at the top of my lungs as Harry continued to slam into me. 
”Such a needy little brat.” Harry mumbled as he grabbed my legs and pushed them off his shoulders. He pushed them back and forced me to grab a hold of my own knees as he pressed his hands back against the back of my thighs. At this point he was folding me up like a lawn chair but I couldn’t care less as long as I got to feel his big cock inside me.
He scoot me back on the seat to give my back some support before he hovered me missionary style. I whimpered out loud as I felt how deep his cock could enter me with this position. I mewled and purred like a sweet kitten as I felt his cock enter me with long, rough strokes while he topped me.
”Oh fuck!” I stuttered in complete awe at how deep he was inside me. I’d never been fucked like this before and holy shit it felt so fucking good I never wanted it to stop. ”Just like that, fuck me right there.” I moaned as Harry’s continued with his long strokes, his large cock accidentally leaving my hole empty a few times as he pulled back too much.
”I keep slipping out because you’re so fucking wet.” Harry groaned as his hot mouth hovered over my face, his eyes looking down at me as I laid with my bare body beneath him.
”Mmm, my pussy’s been this wet all night, just aching for a cock like yours.” I moaned as I looked up at Harry. He flashed me a cheeky grin as he continued to pound into me with long rough strokes, his hips colliding hard with the back of my thighs and the sound of our bodies colliding echoing through the whole limo. 
”Happy now?” Harry grinned teasingly as he looked down at the mess between my legs. He watched as his thick cock buried itself in my dripping wet mess of a hole, his eyes shifting slightly as he finally noticed how fiercely and desperately I was rubbing my own clit to make myself come.
”Mhmmm.” I moaned a long, dragged out moan as I too watched his cock completely devour me and my aching pussy. Harry was quick to replace my hand with his own and I let out a loud sigh as I felt his large fingers press against my sensitive nub. ”Fuck, you really know what you’re doing.” I moaned as Harry swirled his fingers over my clit in perfect sync with his long, hard thrusts.
”Yeah, did you expect me not to?” Harry asked, his eyebrow arched slightly at me in a cocky manner.
I mean, boys my age barely know there is a clit.
”No.” I replied quietly as I watched him skillfully manipulate my clit with his fingers.
”Do I look like the kind of guy that doesn’t know what he’s doing?” Harry continued teasingly as he looked down at me with a skeptical look on his face.
”No.” I once again replied shyly. 
”You shy all of a sudden?” Harry asked with a grin on his lips. ”You were talking all that big girl talk before and now you’re shy?” He tskd at me as he flickered his fingers around my clit, making me gasp out loud.
”No, it’s just-” I choked out as I felt his fingers violently assault my clit in the best way possible, sending multiple shivers down my spine.
”It’s just what?” Harry continued to taunt me as he watched me come undone beneath his warm touch.
”You’re making me feel so good.” I whined in defeat as I watched his cock bury itself inside me. I wasn’t gonna lie my legs were starting to ache but he was fucking me too good for me to give a fuck.
”Right…” Harry rolled his eyes at me. ”You gonna be a good girl and show me what big girls do with their big mouths?” Harry asked as he removed his fingers from my clit and placed them against my bottom lip. I nodded obediently as I parted my lips for him to slide his fingers inside my wet mouth.
He pressed his fingertips against my tongue as I tasted the sweet taste of myself. His cock continued to pump me good, making my legs and everything between my legs ache while I worked my magic around Harry’s fingers, my mouth treating them as if it was his cock.
He let out a soft groan as he watched my tongue play with his digits, his eyes focusing on my plump lips as I brushed them all over his soft, warm skin. I released several loud moans against his fingers as I felt his cock hit my g-spot at the perfect angle. I’d never tried this position before but it was now becoming one of my favorites.
”You like that?” I whispered as I playfully wiggled my tongue between Harry’s two fingers, my mouth creating enough saliva for me to dribble all over the palm of his hand if he wanted me to.
”Yeah.” Harry groaned as he felt my tight pussy clench around him. ”Your pussy feels so good.” Harry moaned as he continued to fuck me deeply.
”Don’t you wish you’d given in sooner?” I moaned teasingly as I looked at Harry. This could’ve been all yours from the moment we met.” I admitted as I looked up into his eyes.
”Your dad would kill me-” Harry argued as he looked down at me. 
”Let’s make sure he doesn’t find out.” I whispered back.
”Especially since you’re eighteen.” Harry added.
”But that’s what makes it exciting for you.” I argued back. ”Fucking the boss’ eighteen year old daughter is what’s got your cock so fucking hard right now isn’t it? Me being your bratty little slut and showing my pussy off for you while you’re still on duty is what got you this fucking horny, isn’t it?” I whispered as I buried my hands in Harry’s long curls, pulling and tugging at them as he made me feel so damn good with his body. ”Admit it!” I ordered as I looked up into Harry’s eyes.
”Fine.” Harry groaned quietly as he looked down at me. ”It does make things hotter.” He admitted quietly as he stared down at me.
”Don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell daddy anything. I’m a good girl, remember?” I whispered teasingly as I arched my eyebrow at Harry. ”You can fuck this tight, young pussy anytime you want.” I cooed teasingly as I pulled at his hair.
”Oh God!” Harry cussed under his breath as he looked at me.
”What?” I asked teasingly. ”Isn’t that what you want Harry? My parents still think I’m a virgin so I’m not gonna tell them we fucked.” I tried to reassure Harry that if this kept going, it would be our little secret. ”I bet you wish I was still a virgin too.” I smirked as I looked up at him with my doe eyes. ”Bet you wish you were the first one to fuck my innocent little virgin cunt.” I continued to rant as I watched Harry struggle to hold back his moans. I could tell that he was thinking about it, that he wanted so badly to fuck my innocent little virgin pussy but it was way too late for that and everyone knows that, except maybe my father who still thinks I’m as pure as a white sheet.
”Fuck-” Harry groaned as he felt my pussy clench tightly around him. My legs shivering as my pussy pulsated around his thick cock. ”You’re gonna have to stop talking or this will be over all too soon.” Harry growled as he felt my walls clench harder and harder with every thrust.
”Make me.” I whispered teasingly as I grabbed his wrist and guided his hand back to my neck where it had rested before.
Harry took that as a clear signal for him to put his hand back around my neck and add pressure. He added just enough pressure to where he managed to hold me firmly in place and I was able to grasp for air, my mouth mewling and whimpering in delight but no actual words were able to come out.
Harry continued to drill into me with full force and it didn’t take long for the pulsating waves of pleasure inside my pussy to spread all over my body. I forcefully let out a loud whimper despite Harry’s choke hold as he made me come long and hard around his cock.
”Fuck me!” I cussed loudly as waves of pleasure ripped through my body. ”Fuck, it feels so good.”
”Holy fuck!” Harry grunted loudly as he pushed deep into my pussy, feeling my walls hug him tightly with every stroke of his cock. He slammed into me balls deep before pulling all the way out and then pushing back in again. He purposely pulled all the way out, leaving me empty handed, breathless and whimpering like a needy brat.
”Jesus fucking Christ.” Harry groaned as he continued to pump his cock deep inside me over and over again until finally when he swiftly pulled out and didn’t push back in again. Instead, he grabbed a hold of his cock and used his hand to stroke it as quickly as he possibly could while shooting his hot load all over my sore pussy. I watched as the come landed perfectly on my wet pussy and my hand instinctively reached down to rub the results of his orgasm all over my pussy. Harry let out a loud groan as he continued to milk his cock on every last drop of come, covering my glistening skin in all of it as I used both of my hands so spread it all over my warm body.
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Baby, you are the love of my life 🍓💕
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a little narry roommate valentines concept i came up with. ❤ so early the morning of valentines there'd be a ring at the door of their apartment and y/n would answer it to see someone left flowers and a box of chocolates with harry's name on it on the hall ground. 🎁 y/n would call out to harry that someone made a special delivery but she's kinda upset in a jealous way. she'd yell out, "harry, your man or women of the month just sent you a valentines gift." then minutes later another ring on the door occurs and when y/n answers it again it's a valentines gift to niall. now y/n is all sad because she knows she wouldn't have anyone to send her a valentines gift.😭 but about an hour later the door rings again and she groans from the couch, "one of you can answer it this time. too single and jealous to be bothered seeing someone elses valentines gifts again." but harry and niall keep pushing y/n to answer the door. after some bickering she does and what she doesn't expect is a valentine's gift of chocolates, flowers and a stuffed bear with her name on it.🩷 harry and niall knew they were gonna have a gift sent to her but it was just running later then they hoped. y/n squeals with excitement and runs into the kitchen with her gift. when she reads who its from, she runs up to niall and harry and gives them hugs and repeats thank yous to them. and they'd keep being her valentine as many years as it takes for her to get a real valentine. aka a boyfriend. 🙂
Ok. I was trying to think of a Valentine's thing to write, so thank you for this. I changed it up just a LITTLE bit, but I hope you like it.
WARNINGS: Harry and Niall being cheeky, talks of vibrators, some sappy love, crying.
WC: 1780
can be read as a stand alone or with this trope.
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Valentine’s Day. A day you dreaded, even when you were in a relationship. Just show love to the people you love every day. Geez.
However, this one hit particularly hard because you took your last break up hard. This was the first Valentine’s Day in a while where you didn’t have a Valentine. Niall and Harry seemed excited about the made up holiday. Harry had even made cookies last night with pink and red sprinkles on them.
When you woke up in your oversized sweatshirt and sleep pants, you went immediately for the tin of cookies. You had eaten one and had one up to your mouth, when you felt your hips being pinched. “That’s not a very healthy breakfast.” 
You turned around to see Niall, smirking at you, with his arms folded. 
“I’m depressed. Leave me alone,” you said with a mouth full of cookies. 
“Depressed?” Niall asked, wrapping you in a hug. “Why be depressed when you’ve got the best two friends and roomates anyone could ask for?” 
You gave him a serious look and took the tin of cookies to the couch. He sat down next to you and he tried to take a cookie, but you growled at him. 
Just as you were going to turn on the TV, the doorbell rang. You groaned, but got up to answer it. Your doorman was there with a big bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. You squealed and grabbed it from him. When you brought it in to look at it and placed it on the dining room table, Niall quickly got up to look over your shoulder. 
You had a huge smile on your face until you saw, the tag. “To Harry. Love, Justin.” You groaned and pretended to cry.
“Har, Justin sent you a Valentine,” you yelled.
Harry came sliding down the hallway in his socks and pajamas pants. He had on a red sweater with a cupid on it. He smiled as he read the note and then looked his gift. You were happy for Harry, but you couldn’t help feel a bit jealous. 
He put the flowers in water and opened up the chocolate, offering some to you. 
You shook your head. And when he shook the box in front of you, you said, “I just filled up on cookies.”
Harry shrugged. “I’ll save ya some,” he said, with a mouth full of chocolate.
You shrugged and went back to the couch, where Niall had a warm blanket for you, which you cuddled into. Harry had off today and was going to go out with Justin later. You took the day off because you couldn’t bare to see happy couples out all day. And Niall opted to work from home today. He had his laptop on his lap and the rest of the blanket that you didn’t use, on his feet.
Harry was smiling at his phone, no doubt texting Justin. You sighed and turned on a true crime show you had been binging. 
Harry whined. “Can’t we turn on a rom com or something today?” 
“Ew no,” you pressed play on the episode you were on and snuggled more into the couch, putting your head on Niall’s shoulder. 
You got through two episodes when your bell rang again. You jumped out of your blanket fort, and answered the door. This time a gift was just left there- a card, candy, and a candle. Niall loved his candles. You picked up the card, which had the word, “Niall,” with a heart next to it, on it. 
You threw it down and stamped your foot. 
“Love potato, what’s wrong?” Harry asked, coming up behind you. 
“It’s for Niall,” you said, giving it to Harry. 
Harry delivered it to Niall, who smiled and thanked him.
“Oh, it’s from Becca.”
“Becca, the girl you went on two dates with?” you asked from the doorway of the kitchen.
“They were two amazing dates,” he said, opening the card, which had a gift card inside. 
Harry looked at you. “That means they banged.” 
Niall threw a pillow at Harry, which made him laugh. “She’s out of town, so I can’t see her tonight, but I sent her flowers. That was nice.”  He put the gift down next to him and went back to work.
This one was crazy. At least, Harry was dating Justin. Niall literally slept with a girl twice and he got a gift. You know you are single, and have no one to give you anything, but the jealousy was high. You ran down the hall into your bedroom and slammed the door, falling onto the bed. 
Harry jumped when he heard the slam and Niall looked over at him and cringed. 
“What’s taking it so long?” 
“I don’t know,” Harry looked at his phone. “The tracking says it’s out for delivery.” 
He sighed. “I’ll drive there myself if it doesn’t get here soon.”
“Right? Me too.” Harry shook his head and went to go see if you were ok. 
“Honey,” he knocked. “Ya alright?”
“No,” you said, from under your blankets. 
“Can I come in?” 
“Ok,” you whispered. 
Harry walked into your room and smiled. “Hey, darling.”
You hummed. Harry sat on the bed next to you, wrapping you in a hug. He gave you a raspberry on your neck and you giggled. “There’s a smile.”
You hummed again and wiped away the tears that were starting to form. “No one loves me, Har.”
“That’s not true. Niall and I love you very much.” 
“Mmm,” you said, putting your head on Harry’s chest. “You know what I mean.” 
“Ya don’t need a man to be happy, (Y/N),” he said, kissing the top of your head. 
“It’d be nice though.” 
“Want me to cancel with Justin and we can stay in and watch horror movies all night?” he asked.
“Oh gosh. No no no!” you wiped your hands on your face. “I can’t ask you to do that. I’m just being dramatic.” 
“You’re not being dramatic, bug,” he poked your sides. “Wanna make more cookies?” 
“Mmm.” 
“Come on. Let’s get up. This bed is digging into my bum.” 
You giggled and Harry smiled. He helped you off the bed and you followed him out to the living room. 
“There she is,” Niall said, looking over the couch. You gave him a small smile. “You ok, honey?” 
You nodded. “I’ll be ok,” you wiped a tear away. 
Niall blew you a kiss and invited you back into your blanket fort again. You snuggled back into it and checked your phone. You had four Bumble matches, but you didn’t feel like answering them. They probably just wanted to get laid and you just wanted to be wined and dined.
In the middle of your next episode, there was another knock on the door. You groaned and threw the blanket over your head.
“(Y/N), I think you should get that,” Niall said, tickling you. 
“I’m done answering doors today. Someone else get it.”
Niall looked at Harry and Harry encouraged him to get you up. “Please, (Y/N). I’m working. I can’t get it.” 
“Harry can do it,” you said as there was another knock. 
“He can’t. He’s- in the bathroom.” 
You groaned and threw the blanket off of you. Harry was in the kitchen. You stopped. “I thought you were in the bathroom.” 
He shrugged and tried not to smile. You went over to Harry and pushed him towards the door. He reluctantly opened it, but stepped aside once it was open. You saw the BIGGEST bouquet of flowers you have ever seen, a bag of different kinds of chocolate, and a big stuffed teddy bear. 
“Niall, do you have another fuck buddy we don’t know about?” you asked. 
You looked at Harry, who encouraged you to look at the card. It had your name on it. You had to wipe your eyes again to see if it really said that. “Huh?” 
You picked the stuff up. Harry helped you pick up the flowers and you brought it to the kitchen counter. Niall quickly hurried over to you as you opened the card. “Honey,” the card was addressed. “You’ll always be our Valentine. We love you bunches. Love, Niall and H.” 
You sniffled and put the card down. “Guys,” you said, wiping away your tears. 
“Happy Valentine’s Day, (Y/N),” Harry said, giving you a side hug. When Harry pulled away, Niall hugged you from behind. “We love you, (Y/N).” He gave you a kiss on your head and you sniffled. 
“You didn’t have to do all this,” you said, reaching out to touch the flowers.
“Yes, we did,” Harry squeezed you. “You’re our Valentine, honey. And you deserve to be shown love.” 
Niall came around and gave you a kiss on the cheek. You hummed happily. “The only guys you’ll ever need.” 
“Mmm,” you said, hugging the bear. “But a girl does have needs.” 
“Well, that’s what a vibrator is for,” Niall said. 
“And if your vibrator runs out of power, our room is right now door,” Harry said. 
Niall smacked him in the back of his head and Harry whispered an “ow.” 
“We’ll always be your Valentine, honey,” Niall said. “And you, ours.”
“Even if you get a boyfriend. He has to go through us first,” Harry said. “He has to accept that we’ll still give you flowers.”
You giggled and then squealed as you looked at your basket of gifts. Niall put you on the counter and you ate your candy as he put your flowers into a vase with water. 
“Now she’s happy,” he said. 
“She has M&M’s. I’ve never seen her sad while eating M&M’s,” Harry said. 
You kicked your feet happily and giggled as you dug another M&M out of the bag.
“Thank you guys again. Seriously,” you said, putting the bag of candy down.
“No need to thank us,” Niall said, putting the flowers next to you. They were your favorite kind in your favorite color. 
“I didn’t get anything for you guys though,” you pouted.
“Don’t need to. Just want your love,” Harry said, puckering his lips. 
You giggled and kissed his cheek. 
He groaned. “One day it’ll be on the lips.” 
“Stop being a perv,” Niall hit him again. 
He came over and wrapped you in a bear hug. “Love you (Y/N).” He gave you a kiss on the cheek and you stayed wrapped up like that for about a minute or two. 
“Love you too, Ni.”
“Alright. Enough of the lovefest. Let’s have lunch,” Harry said. 
You giggled and ate you candy for lunch while the guys made sandwiches.
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medicinelarrie · 2 years
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Petition for Harry Styles to grow his hair out again
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sukiandmuzzy · 1 year
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Long haired Harry was a gift from God herself.
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Maaaan :((((
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and i swear that im not thinking about you all the time just today, yesterday, every day and tomorrow night
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luendland · 2 years
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Hello! Your art is beautiful! But I'm kinda curious. Do you think Harry with long hair will make his hair more tame able?
Hi! Thanks for the kind words! :)
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Long-haired Harry? I don't usually draw him, but I figure he could probably put his hair in a ponytail to make it more tame-able.
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talkingharrystyles · 2 years
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My first act as prime minister will be to return all of this!!! The hair, the jeans, the boots
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harrywavycurly · 1 year
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Okay babes on a scale of 1-10 how much would y’all HATE me if I went with Long Haired Harry Styles as the Male OC (name to be determined might just keep it Harry) in a series where you know Harry from jr high, then he moves away and you don’t see him until Eddie, your boyfriend, invites you to a house party at Rick’s. You go to the party and Eddie introduces you to his friend Harry and Harry is all “this is your girlfriend Munson?!?” and Eddie is confused but then you and Harry explain how you know each other and Harry is hit with his little middle school crush on you all over again. So from there some drama takes place and all sorts of other fun stuff but mainly how are we feeling about Harry? I mean he’s gonna be an asshole, well to Eddie he will be charming and arrogant towards you😂🙈💖
Exhibit A: His smirk is very asshole-ish
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Exhibit B: He has nice hands (not related to being an asshole but maybe y’all would enjoy it lol)
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Exhibit C: He just looks like he’d like to try to kick Eddie’s ass to win you back
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