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The Assistant - Christmas Special**

Sorry it's late, it's been a busy holiday and I appreciate you rpatience. It's mostly fluff and Y/N meeting Harry's family, there's a smutty part in there as well.

WC: 13.4K

Warnings: Unprotected Sex

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Y/N could not believe that she was in London. Flying had been a new and extremely petrifying experience, she had no idea how Harry did this as often as he did, but nevertheless, she was grateful that he had experience with it and was able to talk her down from her nervous breakdowns. Their first order of business was buying her a coat, being from California Y/N hadn’t even had the need of a formal coat, sweaters she had plenty of, but England was far colder and she had borrowed one of Harry’s, but he insisted on her having one of her own. Their car was waiting for them outside of the shop as he had her choose one that she liked. She was trying to be quick about it because she didn’t want to keep the driver waiting too long.

“Baby-“

“What about this one?” Harry asked, showing her a black fur coat and she shook her head.

“I can’t think of what they killed to put that on there.” She confessed and he smiled and nodded.

“Very true.”

“I was wondering if I should be getting any gifts for your family?”

“If you really want to you can, it’s not at all expected.” He said as he continued looking along with her, “What about this one?”

“You’ve seen the kind of klutz I am, lets stick to a darker color, yeah?” She asked with a grin and he chuckled.

“Oh right…” he mumbled and she giggled.

“Ooh, look at this one! I can attach a hood if I want!” She said showing him a nice black one with large gold buttons.

“I think that one’s nice.” He smiled.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, s’perfect.” He assured and soon they were paying and Harry was helping her get it on before they headed back out to the car and off they went.

“Well what could I get for your family? At least something for your parents, sister, and brother in law.” She said and he suggested they go to a Christmas market, sometimes there were a lot of artisans who would come and put out their work. She had brought them some things from California, but nothing remarkable or special in any way, just some mugs because Harry said his mum and sister liked them. They drove a bit out of the main parts of the city to more residential looking areas and soon they were turning on their street. Harry had the biggest smile on his face as he looked out the window.

“You see that little playground there? I lived there every summer.” He said to her as she peaked out, “Remember we had a birthday for a friend of mine there one time and I got on the merry go round too soon after and ended up getting sick all over myself and two other kids.” He chuckled and she shook her head.

“Oh gross…”

“Yeah, it was very traumatic. For the other two kids as well.” He said and she giggled, “Oh there it is!” He said pointing to two-level home about the same size as her own house. It was all white though and had a dark blue door. Right outside there was a small, light yellow car outside on the driveway, “Oh mum’s home.” He said quietly and she started to feel the nerves bubbling up in her system.

“I’m gonna be sick, Harry.”

“You’ll be fine. She loves you already, imagine when she meets you.” He said and she sighed. The gentleman started driving up into the car park and shut it off and she looked outside.

“There are so many windows.” She smiled.

“I know, s’very neat.” He said and she nodded. Soon they were getting out of the car and despite his protests, she was helping with her bags and tipping their driver while Harry went to ring the bell.

“Thank you so much.” She said to the older man.

“Enjoy your trip, miss.” he smiled politely before driving off. She was walking over when the front door opened and she was faced with the prettiest mother she had ever seen in her life. Her smile was bright, much like Harry’s and her eyes big and bright, they made her look so kind and friendly, she likely was, much like her son. 

“My handsome boy! Look at you!” She cooed and opened up her arms as she hugged him tight, “I’ve missed you so much.” She said more quietly as they embraced each other for a few moments. Y/N could just feel the love and affection between them as they met again after so much time apart. Finally they pulled back a bit and she smiled up at him, “Your hair’s getting long.” She said spoke with a reminiscent tone, “Looks like when you were about 9 or 10.” She pointed out and Harry smiled.

“Yeah, it’s kind of in now, growing it out.” He explained and she hummed, “And well, what you’ve been waiting for now for months.” He breathed out a chuckle and moved off to the side to reveal Y/N, “This is my girlfriend, Y/N. Y/N this is my mother, Anne.” He introduced them and Anne was smiling so brightly and Y/N came up to the door and extended her hand.

“Hello Anne, it’s wonderful to finally meet you.”

“Oh darling, come in for a hug!” She said and Y/N giggled as they hugged, “I’ve been hearing loads and loads about you since you started working together.” She said and Harry went all pink in the face as his mum outed his fondness over Y/N.

“Oh really?” She giggled and Harry rolled his eyes.

“Mum, just stop.” He mumbled and Anne chuckled.

“Come on in, the tea’s just about ready.” She said and helped them bring their luggage into the warmth of the house, “Now, we haven’t got tons of space, Gem’s old room is sort of a storage space right now,” she explained, “So I was thinking that if you wanted to sleep in the same room you could take the master suite and I can sleep in your old room, H.” She said.

“Oh no, no need to uproot yourself.” Y/N cut in, “I don’t mind the sofa or wherever else if we can’t fit on the bed.”

“Baby, we fit. If we fit in your bed we fit that bed.” He assured and she smiled and nodded.

“Perfect! Go on and get settled in, I’ll get the tea ready.” Anne insisted and Harry led Y/N up the narrow staircase to the second level of the home. There were some family photos lining the wall and she took her time in looking them over. Harry felt really happy at having her in the space where he grew up. He too was nervous about having her over to meet his family, he knew that they would love her, but it was just one of those things that let them know that he was serious about her. He’d damn well flown her over from across the world to have them meet her! 

“Look at you!” She cooed at a particular photo of him in a little baker-boy cap, “You look the same as when you were a kid.” She turned to him with a grin and he scoffed.

“I do not.” He mumbled.

“You do too! Those pretty, big eyes, that flirty little grin…” she giggled at him and he grinned timidly and she laughed softly, “Literally, that’s the one.” She pointed out.

“You’re more embarrassing than my mum.” He mumbled and she rolled her eyes.

“Oh please, you love the attention.” She said as she squeezed past him to get to the landing.

“Can’t deny that.” he grinned as he followed her up and led the way to his old bedroom and opened up the door, “This is it.” He announced as he let her walk in first and she smiled as she looked around. There wasn’t much in there, the small bed was up against the wall. The mattress was encased in a wooden bed frame and the mattress was covered in a plain light green comforter and two pillows at the head of the bed. Folded up on the foot of the bed was a  thick knitted blanket, it was a mix of yellow, orange, and brown tones from what she could tell. There was a window looking out to the neighbor’s yard on the wall opposite the door and there were dark green floor length drapes pulled back to let the light of day in. The carpet was a light blue, almost grey color and the walls were white and bare. There was a little bookshelf that was full and a record player on the dresser he had in there. Overall the room was quite simple and understated, but it was comfortable and homey.

“I like it.”

“S’nothing compared to what I have in America, but I like it too. Miss the simplicity of this sometimes.” He said as he followed her in and set his suitcase down and she did the same and came up to him with a fond smile.

“Harry, thank you for bringing me here.” She said and he smiled at her. “I must admit I’m still a little nervous, but I am really excited to meet all of your family if they’re anything like your mom.” She said and he smiled.

“Oh, they definitely are. Brits have this reputation of being cold and rigid, but I’ve never really had that with my mum’s family. My dad’s side lives up to that stereotype a little bit more, but they’re quite warm when they get comfortable or drunk.” He said and she giggled. “S’why I liked your grandparents, they really remind me of my family.” He said and she smiled, “Oh, I wanted to ask, is there any like special tradition or food or something we should do to make you miss home a little less?” He asked and she hummed.

“What do you usually do?”

“Well we mostly do everything on Christmas Day. We have breakfast and go to the local church service in the morning and then open presents while we have tea and then an early dinner. We all set up for dinner together.” He said and she smiled.

“Well my family does something similar except we open gifts on Christmas Eve, which is not all that important to me.” She assured, “But ummm…we do always have hot cocoa together on Christmas Eve while we do the presents and then pancakes on Christmas Day, I think that’s something I’d definitely miss. Mainly the hot cocoa, my grandma makes the best hot cocoa.” She smiled and he nodded.

“Well we can go find the ingredients and try it, yeah?”

“OK.” She smiled and he grabbed her face and tilted it up towards his.

“Gonna kiss you now, OK?”

“OK.” She hummed and he attached their lips delicately.

“I love you and I’m so happy you’re here.” He hummed.

“Tea’s ready!” They heard Anne call out from downstairs.

“C’mon.” She said pulling him along and he didn’t budge and pulled her back and kissed her again, this one with more depth and she smiled into it as he tried to sneak some tongue in, “Not now, baby.”

“Later then?”

“Perhaps.” She said and he huffed but let her pull him along anyway. Soon they were all sitting around the living room, Harry was right next to her and Anne was pouring their tea from the seat beside them. 

It was amusing for Anne to see this because Harry was a huge mama’s boy. Even when he had girlfriends over for dinner or a party at the house before, he always planted himself beside her. He would obviously be attentive of his partner, but from across the table; almost like he was afraid of fully relying on that other person. Being on the more cautious and timid side, he had been hurt before by other women who found him physically attractive but hadn’t really taken the time to understand that he was slow and cautious when it came to romance and that wasn’t always what they wanted. But with Y/N he seemed to have finally let go of that fear of relying on his partner, maybe it helped that he had been away from home when he met Y/N, whatever it was, Anne was just happy to see very clearly that he was in love and had put his whole heart in it this time. A parents never wants their child to experience things that makes them fear the world, but unfortunately they do sometimes, but seeing him outgrown of his fear of just falling for someone, it made her feel extremely proud of him.

“How’d you take your tea, dear?” Anne asked Y/N.

“Usually just plain.” She confessed, “But I hear tea here is something else.” She said and Anne smiled.

“I must admit that I think I make quite the brew.” Anne smiled, “If you’re open to it I can have you try it how I like it.” She looked up to her and Y/N nodded.

“Yes, that sounds lovely. Thank you.” She assured and Anne got to adding a little splash of creme and a cube of sugar to it.

“Please add more sugar if you prefer it, I don’t fancy a sweet tea.” She said and Y/N nodded as she took the tea cup and had a careful sip.

“Oh no, this is perfect. I don’t prefer sweet all that much either.”

“Oh really? Should see how much coca-cola she drinks when we go out.” Harry teased.

“OK, fountain drinks are different. We both take our coffee black, don’t we?” She asked and he hummed.

“Still prefer coffee, do you?” Anne asked Harry and he chuckled as she poured some creme into the next teacup and dropped in three cubes of sugar.

“It just tastes better.” He said and she shook her head.

“Here you are, love.” She said as she handed over his teacup, “Milk and sugar for you.” She teased and Y/N giggled.

“Oh hush…” he mumbled and Anne grinned as she prepared her cup exactly like Y/N’s. Conversation was quite easy with Anne, she was curious about their work and about their dynamic there and outside of work. She wanted to know about Y/N’s family and her hobbies. Y/N also asked questions about Anne’s life and hobbies and Harry was very pleased that they were getting along well. He knew they would, they were both very pleasant people, but there’s always a slight chance of things not going how he expected. But this was going really well, right now they were talking about gardening and how Y/N would always help her grandmother prune their plants in their garden outback. Anne had a beautiful garden, he loved the spring because everything was bright and blooming, she also had a little strawberry patch and a cherry tree that faithfully gave in abundance every year. Those were a lot of the memories Harry had of his summers.

“Oh, that’s so neat! I can imagine all of the delicious things you can make out of those.” Y/N said and this got his mother going on her summer jams and pies. Everything was going swimmingly and Harry just hoped that at the end of this vacation they could all without a shadow of doubt envision her as his life partner, the way he did. He loved her ambition and strength, her hardships had made her into a compassionate and kind soul, she was smart and beautiful and so open to learning about anything and everything and he reckoned that having a wife like that would make like together an absolute adventure and he wanted that with her, so fucking much.

“So any plans before dinner?” Anne asked Harry and he nodded.

“Wanted to take her to a Christmas Market, they don’t have those in America.” He said and Y/N nodded.

“Well the one in Richmond continues to be my favorite one, but there are decent ones that are a bit closer.” Anne said.

“Well I don’t mind if we go for a little ride.” Y/N smiled at Harry and he nodded.

“Lovely, we can go to the one in Richmond then.” Harry decided.

“Would you like to come with us, Anne?” Y/N asked Anne and she glanced to Harry quickly who just smiled and nodded once.

“Are you sure?” She asked turning back to Y/N, “I wouldn’t want to impose on your time together.” She explained with a polite smile.

“Oh, not at all, he’s here to spend time with you, so please join us if you’re up for it.” Y/N insisted and this made Anne smile.

“Alright then, thank you for the invitation. I’m just going to freshen up a bit.” She said and they both nodded and Anne hurried off to her bedroom. Harry chuckled once she was out of the room at his mother’s eagerness.

“Your mom is the cutest!” Y/N turned to Harry with the biggest smile and endeared look in her eyes.

“She is pretty wonderful.” He nodded along, “And thank you for including her in our plans today. That’s really considerate of you.”

“Oh of course, baby. I know you miss her and we’re here to spend time with them. S’precious time  and I don’t want to leave and have you feeling like you didn’t do enough with your family.” She said with a little smile and then kissed the tip of his nose and he grinned.

“I love you.” 

“I love you most.” She whispered back.

***********

Harry was crammed in the backseat but he was enjoying hearing his mum and Y/N chatting and laughing. Anne wanted to drive to show Y/N some sights on the way to Richmond, Y/N’s face was basically pressed to the window the whole time, ooh-ing and ah-ing at the hidden wonders Anne would point out to her. Finally, they were in the vicinity of the Christmas Market and Anne found a place to park and they started weaving down a few streets before getting there and Y/N quite literally gasped.

“This is so pretty!” She cooed, she was walking on Harry’s righthand side, their fingers were intertwined and on his left side Anne and Harry’s arms were linked as they all walked through the market looking at different vendors and stopping every now and again to get a closer look. “I have to get one of these for my grandparents!” Y/N exclaimed upon seeing some handmade and customizable Christmas ornaments. The one she was interested in was in the shape of a castle guard. They waited around while the older gentleman who carved these out painted a little note on the back.

“Thank you very much.” Y/N smiled at the man after paying and he nodded with a friendly smile and she turned over to Harry who waved at the man before they headed off to meet Anne in the line for the mulled wine, “Are you sure I shouldn’t get your mom something?”

 She asked and he shook his head.

“No, she’s fine. She’s got lots of stuff.” He assured her and she sighed, “Besides, I’m upgrading her television for Christmas, she’s been having issues with it lately.” He explained and she rolled her eyes.

“Well that’s from you!”

“I’ll say it’s from us.” He smiled at her and she sighed.

“What about jewelry or brooches?” She said as they passed a little antiques booth.

“She does like earrings a lot and watches.” He hummed as he glanced over to the table that had her attention.

“We can circle back.” She said and he nodded as they continued a few feet towards the  mulled wine line and it was certainly worth the wait. The sun was setting and it was getting much colder than Y/N was used to. She was shivering and was hugged into Harry’s side.

“Should we eat out or cook something up at home?” Harry asked.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.” Anne said and they ended up going a little French restaurant that Harry had been to before. Y/N had a bit of a sweet tooth and unbeknownst to her Anne did as well and they found themselves ordering the same dessert and laughing about it afterwards. “Well, I’ve had a marvelous day. Thank you for inviting me along.” Anne smiled.

“Of course, mum. We’re just happy to be here.” Harry assured her and Y/N nodded along.

“Is this your fist Christmas away from home?” Anne asked Y/N and she nodded.

“Yes, I’ve been in LA for my whole life.” She confirmed.

“Your parents must feel strange without you there. I know I did the first time Harry didn’t come home.” She explained, Y/N was just about to nod because truly her grandparents felt like her parents to her and Anne didn’t know about her biological parents, but Harry being the protector he is jumped in first.

“Mum, let’s not talk about her parents.” He said gently and Anne frowned.

“Oh, I’m so sorry if I overstepped or-”

“No, no, no don’t worry about it!” Y/N assured, reaching her hand out to Anne’s and then she glanced to Harry with a small smile, “I appreciate you trying to spare my feelings, but it’s OK.” She assured him and he nodded, “I’ve lived with my grandparents my whole life.” She then explained to Anne who nodded with a sympathetic look in her eyes, “We can talk about it when we get back if you’d like, I don’t really mind it, it’s just a bit of a morbid topic for dinner.” She said with a smile and Harry chuckled and Anne glanced at him, as if telling him to have some respect.

“I just wanted to know about your upbringing is all, we don’t have to go into the details if you don’t want.” Anne assured and Y/N shrugged.

“I’m an open book and my sleeping is messed up I’m quite sure of it, so we can chat about that as much as you can bear.” She assured.

And so they did, they got home and showered and got dressed in their sleeping clothes, but they reconvened in the living room to chat. Harry went up to bed as soon as Anne hurried off to grab the small album she had with the collection of photos of them. It was probably around 1am when he heard Y/N sneaking into the room and this roused Harry from his sleep and he groaned.

“What time is it?” He grumbled.

“7 past 1.” She whispered as she lifted the covers, everything was extra warm fro his body heat and she easily settled in and he hugged around her waist, pulling her close, “I really like your mom, she’s the best.” She whispered and he smiled.

“She really is.” He agreed.

“I see where you get a lot of yourself from, it’s sweet.”

“You’re sweet.” He mumbled before pressing a kiss to her shoulder and she smiled, “I love you.” He hummed.

“Love you.”

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The next day was the 24th, this was certainly a day they would be spending alone. Harry’s parents were divorced and his dad had married someone who was a bit younger, his assistant actually. They had 2 younger children together and so Harry wanted to spend time with them, but also not overshadow their own holiday traditions with his stepmother’s side of the family, so they’d be having lunch with them. They lived on the more fancy side of town, or posh, as Harry stated and it was true, the houses were bigger and more impressive. When they finally arrived Harry made sure to grab the gifts he had gotten for the children and they were heading up to the door. An older woman opened the door and he smiled at her.

“Oh, young Harry look at you!” The lady said and hugged him tight.

“Hello Rose!” He greeted back happily, “This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He introduced her, “Rose is the kids’ nanny.”

“It’s lovely to meet you.” Y/N smiled as the woman went in for a hug.

“American?” Rose smiled at him and he shrugged with a little grin, “I like it. Now, these are all the hugs you’re getting, poppet. The bosses are handshake types.” She tipped and Y/N recalled something that Harry had said about that the day before.

“Thank you for the tip, Rose. And these are for the kids.” She said and Rose grabbed them.

“I’ll put them under the tree. Enjoy yourselves!” She excused herself with a smile and Harry continued through the house, it was far larger and more extravagant than his mom’s house but she could tell that he still felt like himself here, especially when he pointed out photo of him and his sister on a frame with the other kids and presumably his father and his new wife.

“Oh Harry, good to see you!” A tall and lean brunette woman was coming down the corridor with a bright smile. She did look older than they were, but younger than his mom, and she was dressed in the prettiest red dress Y/N had seen in a while, “I’m sorry I didn’t get the door, was grabbing something out of the oven right as you arrived.” She excused herself and when she reached them she extended a hand and Harry took it and leaned in to kiss her cheek.

“Don’t worry about it. S’good to see you Esther.” He greeted her kindly before pulling back, “Esther, this is Y/N, my girlfriend.” He said and moved aside to allow Y/N to shake her hand and they both leaned in to kiss on the cheek.

“It’s lovely to meet you.” Esther smiled pleasantly, “We’re going to be in the dining room, can I offer you anything to drink? I’ve got wine and beer and water?” She asked with a chuckle.

“A water is fine, thank you.” Y/N assured.

“Make it two please.” Harry cut in.

“Perfect! I’ll go grab your dad and the kids.” Esther said and hurried off as she and Harry found a seat beside each other on the table.

“So quick run down.” He said with a smile and she nodded attentively, “Mum and dad split up when I was very young, it was one of those, the love ran out type of situation. He didn’t get with Esther until I was maybe 11  or 12?” He said and Y/N nodded, “Esther is the sweetest lady, she just brought out a side to my dad that I’d never seen, even with the children, he’s a little sweeter and affectionate, it’s really neat to see.” Y/N smiled, “We do get along well, he does butt heads a lot with my sister though, she’s obviously not here,” he said to the empty seat across the table, “But they always set up a place for her and her husband in case.” He said and she pouted slightly, “I know. The kids are called Desmond, he’s 13, that’s also my dad’s name-”

“Wait, you didn’t get to be the junior?” She asked and he grinned.

“It technically would’ve been the third.” He informed, “And no, my mum was so passionately opposed to naming me Desmond Styles the III, something which I am more grateful for now as an adult. You should ask her the story of the scene she made at the hospital, she loves the tell it and has run out of people to tell it to.” He said and she laughed quietly along with him, “And the girl’s name is Theresa, she’s 8.” He said, “She loves to talk about her horses, she will not shut up about it- well, maybe she’s grown out of that, last I saw her was last year.” He explained.

“OK, Desmond and Theresa.” She said and he nodded, “And what do I call your dad? Mr. Desmond?” She asked and he giggled.

“Just whatever he tells you, depends on what kind of impression he wants to give you.” He said and she nodded. 

Soon enough they were all piling into the dining room and Y/N was introducing herself to everyone with a bright smile. Harry’s father, Des, appeared to be in a very silly mood today - apparently he had been playing with the kids and not in his study as Esther had assumed. The dynamic was nice, they were definitely a bit more reserved than Anne had been with her, their questions were strictly about work and how everything had been going, they wanted to know about Los Angeles and how Y/N liked her job. Obviously a bit about her and Harry’s dating history, but nothing too in depth. Harry was right, Theresa had outgrown her horse obsession, but she was talking Y/N’s ear off about ballet though and from what she gathered from the conversation with her and Esther, she was quite good.

“I got to be Clara in our Nutcracker production.” She boasted with a big smile.

“Oh my, the lead!? Your parents must be so proud.” Y/N smiled at her and the child nodded along, “Can I tell you a secret?” She asked Theresa nodded, “The Dance of the Sugarplum Fairies is my favorite scene from the Nutcracker.”

“I can do the dance for you if you’d like?” She questioned and Y/N glanced over to Esther who smiled and her and nodded.

“After we eat, alright?” Esther said and Theresa nodded in agreement. 

Things were going really well and Y/N was happy to see that there was ample love for Harry on both sides of his family. Eventually, they were all sat in the living room, furniture pushed aside as Harry dropped the needle on the record player to play the soundtrack of the dance Theresa was about to do for them. She found it interesting that little Desmond wanted to sit beside Harry, so she moved out of the way to allow the child to plant himself beside Harry. Obviously, Theresa executed the dance perfectly and they all clapped for her as she curtsied a few times for them.

“Did you like it?” She asked Y/N who was beaming.

“I loved it! You were absolutely brilliant.” She assured Theresa who hurried off to go change after. Apparently Desmond was planted next to Harry because growing up he was teaching him a bit of guitar up until he moved to America and he wanted to show off his progress.

“Yeah, go on. I’m alright here.” Y/N assured Harry, Desmond appeared to be the more timid of the two children. And so they went off to Desmond’s room and Y/N sighed happily and looked to Esther and Des.

“You have a beautiful family.” She smiled.

“Oh, thank you darling.”

“Of course.” She responded.

“Do you have any siblings?” Desmond asked and she shook her head.

“No, it’s just me.” She explained and there was a silence for a moment.

“Just ask what you want to ask.” Esther said to Des quietly and he huffed and then looked to Y/N with slight concern.

“I ummm…we’re just a bit wary because the last serious relationship Harry was in…I mean, he was gutted when it ended.” Des said carefully.

“Yes, he’s told me about that.” Y/N said and he sighed.

“Obviously, as a father it’s hard to watch your child in pain and know there’s nothing you can do about it but let it pass.” He said and she nodded, “I mean, he left us all behind over that and I just…I just want to make sure that he doesn’t get hurt like that again. He seems to be very invested in you, I’ve never seen him this way before.” He tried to explain his reservations and Y/N nodded, “I’m just worried that if things work out and you two…” he trailed off and then looked into her eyes, “What if we lose him again?” He asked more quietly and Y/N frowned.

“I completely understand your concerns. I can say with confidence that whatever I thought love was before letting him into my life in this way, it wasn’t even close to what I feel now.” She smiled at the pair before her, “Sometimes things just work and it felt like that with Harry and I. There’s nothing I would ever do to hurt him. And I know that trust takes time to build and I’m willing to be patient and let you all trust me with his heart in your time.” She smiled, “And well, in terms of losing him, I don’t think you ever will. He loves you all too much and I don’t mean to stand in the way of that. I know being so far away can complicate things, but he’s so determined to make our worlds meet and I’m more than willing to let it happen. I know that right now he’s got a fairly big job in California, but that can always change and if it does…” she smiled and shrugged, “I’d follow if he asked me to.” She confessed and even that confession left her a little baffled because she had thought of it before but was never able to fully commit to the idea and now that she saw him with his family in his element she was more than willing to do that for his sake or their sake, he just seemed so happy here. Des and Esther were smiling upon hearing this.

“I just don’t want to miss out on his life.” He said and Y/N nodded.

“I understand.” She said and just then Harry returned with a bright smile raving about how great Desmond was doing now and then they got to chatting about that. Eventually it was time to go and they’d be heading to another Christmas market where Y/N could get something for Anne. Harry’s dad and Esther actually hugged her goodbye, which caught her by surprise but in her mind it was a victory and she smiled in the car as she looked out the window.

“What did you say to them to make them hug you without any prompting?” He chuckled as he squeezed her hand a bit and she grinned over at him.

“That is private.” She responded smugly and he chuckled and shook his head. 

This Christmas market was nice, but it was not as nice as the one Anne had taken them to the night before. But they were still able to find a nice watch for her that Harry knew Anne would love. They were just waiting for the Christmas wrapping to get done when a voice grabbed his attention.

“Harry Styles? Is that you?” They both turned at the sound of the voice and Y/N’s eyes went a bit wide all on their own upon seeing the blonde, modelesque siren approaching Harry with a big smile. He seemed a bit stiff though.

“Th-that’s my ex. The one I told you about” Harry mumbled to Y/N and she bit her lip as she approached. Also the one that his dad had just spoken to her about, the one who hurt him so bad he literally left the country to be able to move on, “Yes, it’s me. Hello Gwen.” He said and she stopped before them then literally glanced down to Y/N, “This is Y/N, my girlfriend.” He said and her eyebrows raised in amusement upon looking into Y/N’s eyes.

“Hmmm, lovely.” She said then looked back to Harry, “It’s been years! How’ve you been? I heard you moved to America.” She asked.

“I did and it’s been going really well.” He said glancing to Y/N and Gwen nodded with an ingenue smile as she spared another glance at Y/N. Obviously, Harry didn’t see this, but he could feel her air of superiority and he wanted to say something, but he also didn’t want to be petty or impolite and embarrass Y/N.

“And your name is?” She asked looking at Y/N again, even if Harry had just said her name.

“Y/N. And yours?” She asked, playing back just as petty.

“He just said it.” She offered a stiff smile.

“Didn’t catch it, sorry.” Y/N said.

“I’m Gwen, I’m sure you’ve heard a lot about me.” She said a little lowly and glanced to Harry for a moment before back to Y/N who’s brows were creased in a confused expression. All this lady wanted was to assert dominance and Y/N was not about to give her what she wanted, she just wanted to mess with Harry again.

“Ummm…no actually, sorry. We’ve never talked about a Gwen, have we?” She asked looking up to Harry with a grin and he smirked down at her and shook his head.

“No actually. Don’t think we have.” He confirmed and Y/N glanced back to Gwen with a shrug.

“Well we used to be together. I’m his ex-girlfriend.” She clued in with a fake smile still on her lips and Y/N’s eyebrows raised.

“Oh, I see. Maybe it just wasn’t worth mentioning.” She said nonchalantly and Gwen looked to Harry like she wanted to explode, “Well it was lovely to meet you. It’s sweet of you to want to say hello.” Y/N said to her again and Harry was just standing beside her suppressing his smile with his lips rolled together as he slightly shook from the laugh he wanted to let out but couldn’t. 

“Harry, would you like to catch up for a moment?” Gwen asked through clenched teeth and Harry chuckled.

“No, it’s quite alright. It was nice of you to come say hello, though. Thanks for taking the time to do that.” He said and she gave him a fake smile yet again.

“You know what? Fuck you, Harry.” Gwen said through her stiff smile.

“And there it is…” Y/N said softly fore Gwen turned around, “Good riddance!” She called after Gwen who spared a final glare back at them before she continued stalking off. When she looked up to Harry he was red in the face and trembling as he laughed silently and then it all came out of him, spooking a few people beside him, “Sorry, sorry.” She said as she hugged him as he laughed.

“That was brilliant.” He chuckled as he glanced down to her and she grinned with pride.

“It’s best not to give those kinds of people attention.” Y/N hummed.

“I liked seeing you so protective, it’s kind of made me hot for you.” He said lowly and she grinned.

“Yeah?” 

“Mhmmm.” He hummed as he grabbed her face and kissed her deeply, “I think we should get home.” He said with a wink and she giggled.

“As much as I’d love that, we’re at your mom’s place and I’m sure she’d hear all of it.” Y/N said and Harry pecked her lips once more.

“Not if we go slow and granted you can stay quiet for me it should be just fine.” He reasoned and she smirked at him.

“OK fine, if anything even goes remotely wrong-”

“I’ll stop.” He said with a nod and she sighed.

“OK. Thank you.” She said as the lady came over with the gift wrapped watch she had purchased Anne and they were heading off.

“Knew we should’ve stayed in a hotel…” he mumbled and she rolled her eyes.

**********

Dinner had been hearty vegetable soup that Anne had prepared and it definitely hit the spot as Y/N was shivering all evening. They did end up making the hot cocoa and if anything that made her sleepy. They were going to go to the first church service, which was 8:30 so they needed a good night’s rest and after showering Y/N was bundled up in Harry’s tiny bed as she waited for him to come back. She wasn’t sure about their night of lovemaking anymore now that they had an early start but Harry had yet to very from this idea. It was about 9:30pm when he strolled on into the bedroom with his towel around his hips and she giggled.

“You’re gonna get pneumonia, it’s freezing!” She said and he shook his head.

“You’ll warm me up plenty.” He hummed quietly as he started untucking the edges of the towel and she covered her eyes, “Baby, stop it.” He said and she giggled and refused to look. He came and sat on the bed and huffed, “Baby, please I’m so hard for you.” He groaned lowly and that made her peak and he grinned smugly as she peered up at his eyes after checking out the bulge beneath the towel he had around his hips, “See?” 

“I can see.” She hummed, “Want my mouth?” She asked him and he leaned further in to kiss her delicately.

“Mm-mmm,” he denied, “I want your tight and wet little pussy.” He whispered against her lips and she bit her lip to suppress the soft whimper that threatened to leave her mouth as he climbed over her and kissed her deeply. Her fingers weaved into his damp hair and tugged lightly making him moan quietly against her lips. One of his hands slithered beneath her shirt and upon their skin touching she gasped.

“You’re so cold!” She squeaked out.

“Sorry, baby.” He apologized with a smirk and proceeded to grab a hold of her breast, Harry hummed against her lips at her already hardened nipple, “No fun.” He grumbled as he gently pinched at it which made her whine out a whimper. “Should’ve gotten a hotel…” he said again and she giggled before she took a sharp breath as he sucked on her bottom lip, “Love to hear all of your pretty sounds, baby. Don’t know if it’ll be the same without ‘em.” He frowned teasingly and she released a breath of exasperation.

“Baby, please.” She whispered and he grinned.

“Ready for me?”

“M’always ready for you.” She whispered and he smiled against her lips and then suddenly it faded as he pulled back form her mouth just a bit, “What is it?”

“I forgot to- fuck, I didn’t pack condoms.” He whispered and she frowned.

“Oh…”

“I know���I can always pull out before I finish, ughh, just don’t want to make a mess. Maybe we just shouldn’t.” He said with a frown and she bit her lip in contemplation. She was extraordinarily needy for him now and she didn’t want to have to repress her desires, but they also needed to be cautious to not jump the gun in this sense.

“Ugh,” she groaned, “I think you’re right, we shouldn’t tonight. We can go pick up condoms tomorrow.”

“On Christmas? Where?” He chuckled and she shrugged and he sighed, “Oh well, it’ll have to wait.” He mumbled and wrapped the towel around himself again as he stood from the bed and got into his pjs. After a few moments he was turning out the light and slipping into the small bedside Y/N, scooting in until his front was flush to her back and he hugged her tight, exhaling tiredly before he place a kiss to her shoulder. “Thank you for everything today, you were amazing.”  He said softly and she smiled, “Were amazing with my dad and Esther, and the kids, and with Gwen. That was a very gratifying experience.” He chuckled and she did as well.

“I’m glad it went well, I was quite nervous about your dad and his family.” She admitted.

“They warmed up to you quite quickly. Even told me you’re a keeper.” Harry said and she bit her lip in excitement and turned around to face him. “S’why I wanted to bring you here, just wanted to see what that would look like… what it would be like if we…” he trailed off, “We love each other, don’t we? Until the end of our lives.” He said and she smiled and leaned in to kiss him.

“We do.” She confirmed.

“I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” he said and she suddenly felt completely overwhelmed with excitement at would would likely come next, “I’ve been thinking about the future. About my future and your future.” He said softly.

“OK, what thoughts have you had about my future?” She asked with a grin and he hummed.

“Like…do you want to stay at Capitol? Or are you still interested in pursuing journalism?” He asked and she moved a bit closer, her leg settled in between his legs and he draped his arm over her hip.

“I’ve always been interested in music and getting this inside look has been a dream come true. You know, I can’t stop thinking about something.”

“What’s that?” He asked.

“About our first date, when you took us to Sunset Sound.” She said and he hummed, “About Dorene and Toots and just how it’s sweet how they do that together.”

“It is sweet.” He responded, “I’ve thought about that, opening up a recording studio. Jimi Hendrix is working on his own studio in New York, he told me in confidence so don’t tell anyone.” He said and she whispered an OK, “Know a few other artists interested in the idea of artist owned studios…” he said.

“Would you be interested in investing in something like that?”

“I am. You know about my views in regards to supporting the artist above all else.” He said and she hummed, “Who better to construct a place of creation and innovation than the artist themselves?” He said and she smiled.

“Yeah, that’s true. I like the idea of being around all of that energy, you taking me to Sunset Sound truly was the best first date ever, getting to be in there watching all of the creativity unfold was otherworldly. I can’t imagine how much fun Toots and Dorene have with all of that around, doing it together.” She said and he hummed.

“Yeah, that’s like a dream.” He whispered with a smile. They had talked about their future and marriage before, but not in such an intimate and serious context, “W-what if we did that together?” He asked quietly and she bit her lip with excited nerves at what he was implying, “Got married and managed a little studio of our own? We could make music and make love.” He proposed with a smile and he grinned.

“You really want to marry me?”She asked and he smiled.

“Yes! We’ve talked about this.” He chuckled, “And honestly, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since we first discussed it.” He confessed and she leaned in and kissed him and he reciprocated. Their lips moved together slowly and passionately as they moved closer together.

“Seriously?” She mumbled against his mouth and he nodded.

“Yes, baby. Want everything with you.” He responded and she moaned and straddled his lap, grinding down against him before smearing their lips together in a passionate and desperate kiss. She could feel him growing harder beneath her and it was making her resolve to wait a bit longer crumble. 

“I want everything with you too.” She assured and this made his heart beat erratically in his chest as his hands slid down her body.

“Yeah? Want to be my wife? Want to build our life together?” He asked and she nodded and hummed in confirmation, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby. So much.” She panted against his lips, “Mmm, fuck the condom, I want you so bad, baby.” Y/N moaned softly and he kissed her hard and they parted with a soft wet sound.

“Are you sure?” He asked her and she nodded.

“Yes, I’m sure.” She whispered, “I need you inside me.” She admitted her desperation and he kissed her once more before asking her to kneel up so that he get himself out and she proceeded to slip out of her bottom altogether and she soon settled back over his lap, moaning at the feeling of his hot and heavy cock right up against her wet cunt. Harry’s fingers were digging deep into her ass, guiding her movements as she got him more wet with her arousal, groaning as quietly as possible when she’d whimper as his tip kissed her clit rhythmically. Y/N was covered in goosebumps at the feelings coursing through her and the anticipation of his just getting to feel him bare for one more time. “Ready?” She asked Harry quietly.

“Yes, ready.” He confirmed and she knelt up and Harry held his cock up for her, she easily positioned him at her entrance and bit her lip as she started to sink down on his head. She gasped as his head pushed into her and opened her up. Harry was clutching to her tighter than ever, it hurt a little. His jaw was dropped as a long and low grunt poured from his mouth at the feeling of her tight and wet walls accommodating him inside of her. She whined softly when she finally got him all the way in and he moaned and buried his face in her neck as he hugged her tight.

“Fuck, feels so good. Y’feel so good.” He whispered before he started sponging kisses against her neck. She moaned quietly as she started to grind against him and he thrusted up against her.

“Oh my god!” She gasped quietly, “You feel incredible like this.” She confessed, holding him closer to her chest as they both moved together to reach their highs, “You’re so deep.” She gasped as he thrust up against her again and he hummed.

“Feels so good right up here.” He said as he thrust up and held himself there and pressed his hand down into her lower stomach, making her jaw drop open and her brows to crease down, “That’s it isn’t it?” He asked as he started to pulse his hips up, the tip of his cock continuously rubbed into that spot inside of her and she nodded, “Fuck, feels really good for me too, baby.” He assured. 

Their bodies moved together slowly but passionately, they were both very preoccupied with going slow enough that they didn’t make too many obvious sounds and at the same time their slow tempo was stretching out their pleasure. They were both desperate to reach their ends as their sweaty bodies moved in tandem. Harry ended up pulling off his shirt and he opened hers up to be able to suck and lick at her breasts as she continued riding on his cock. Her legs were tired and shaking though and she just sunk down on him hard, causing the old bed frame to groan as she gasped at the depth he had reached inside of her.

“Want to switch?” He asked and she nodded tiredly. They switched positions and he was very quick to sink back into her and start thrusting inside, the bed frame was inevitably squeaking a bit now, but he was so close that he felt like he could be quick enough that this wouldn’t be too much of an issue. He knelt instead of laying over her and rubbed at her clit as he continued fucking her until his abs were clenching tight and her back was arching up, both of their breaths were bated as they started to become overcome with their pleasure. Y/N’s legs were trembling as her core tingled deliciously and that feeling deep in the pit of her stomach was starting to spread. Her walls were starting to throb around Harry’s cock. “Don’t come yet. Wanna finish with you.” He panted and she whined softly, “M’close, so close, baby.” He assured and she moaned as he picked up the pace, the sound of the bed and their aroused bodies meeting was getting louder and more obvious, “Fuck!” He gasped as he too started to feel that tingling deep inside starting to spread and he repositioned so that he could kiss her. The minimal space between them was so hot and charged.

“I love you.” She whispered and he groaned.

“Fuck, I love you so much, Y/N.” He responded.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’m coming!” She whimpered and he kissed her to muffle her moans as she started to come undone around him. He was about to burst, but if he pulled out now he would fuck up her orgasm, but the spasming of her walls and the new slickness around his prick was doing him in too quickly, he kind of froze as she thrust herself against his cock and he gasped at her desperation, “D-do you want to come inside of me?” She asked breathlessly and he moaned and kissed her hard with a pained expression on his face.

“Of course. Always.” He responded breathlessly and she moaned.

“Please, do it. Want to feel all of it.” She panted and he moaned and kissed her hard again, he was hanging on by a thread.

“Baby, are you sure?” 

“Yes, please give it to me.” She whispered and he nodded and found it in him to deliver a couple more deep thrusts before he was stilling so deep inside that she gasped and he buried his face into her neck. She felt his body shake as he started to spill his cum into her. His breaths were hard and hot against her skin with the occasional grunt vibrating his chest as he unloaded deep inside of her. She could feel the warmth of his cum filling her up and it just felt so right. And as soon as the most intense part of it was over their lips met in a desperate kiss again, their session extending until he ad softened up and slipped out of her entrance. After laying there, basking in the moment for a while Harry hurried to the bathroom to clean himself up and bring something to clean her up as well, which was sweet of him.

“Are you OK?” Harry asked as he settled back beside her in the tiny bed.

“Yeah.” She smiled.

“Sure there’s no regrets?”

“None. I promise.” She whispered and he smiled and kissed her shoulder as their fingers intertwined, “We should be good though, m’not ovulating or anything like that right now.” She said and he hummed.

“OK. I mean, I wouldn’t mind if…well, if you had my babies.” He said quietly, “Would that be…would you be OK with that? Would you want to have kids?” He asked, “With me?”

“I mean, I wouldn’t say this is the ideal time.” She giggled and he did as well, “But it’s a relief to hear you say that if anything happens. But ummm, if we do get married-”

“You mean when we get married.” He interrupted and she grinned.

“Oh sorry, when we get married I would love to have your babies.” She responded and he was just as excited at the possibility of it as if it were a current reality, “Well, actually depends. How many we talking about here?” She asked and he hummed pensively.

“Just like…five or so.” He joked and she gasped.

“That better be a joke! What on earth would anyone do with five kids?!”

“We can start a band.” He said and she laughed quietly and shook her head.

“My poor body would be wrecked…” she said, “You’d have to push me around in a wheelchair, I’d refuse to do anything ever again.” She giggled and he sniggered at her dramatics.

“I’m kidding, baby. I think one’s enough. If we feel she’ll get lonely then we can make her a sister.” He said quietly and she bit her lip.

“So you’d want girls?” She asked and he nodded.

“If they’re gonna be anything like you, absolutely.” He stated confidently and she felt her heart just soar inside of her.

“I love you so much.” She whispered.

“I love you so much too, baby.” He said before he kissed her head and pulled her a bit closer. The warmth between them soon made them doze off.

*********

It was finally Christmas Day, Harry and Y/N woke up early and actually got breakfast ready for Anne. She was excited because they would be meeting Harry’s sister, brother in law, and grandparents at the Christmas service before they all headed over to Harry’s grandparents’ house for the rest of the Christmas festivities. On their way there Anne was very sweet, giving her pointers on the service and also a bit on her parents and Harry was right, they were so alike to her own grandparents. She giggled along to stories Anne was sharing as Harry drove them all to the church. The building was large and it was quite beautiful. There was a large nativity scene set up outside on the lawn that she admired as they walked past it and inside. There were some ushers at the door and one of them greeted Anne very enthusiastically and Harry as well.

“The guy at the door, he’s a postman and he’s been sweet on my mum for years.” He said and she grinned, “I think she fancies him too but she’s a little shy.” He explained and Y/N cooed. “I never asked if your family’s religious. My grandparents are very religious, my mum was more into the tradition of it all, but we weren’t here like every week. Sometimes my grandparents would bring my sister and I along though and we’re here every Christmas, s’why most of them know us.” He explained more quietly as they made their way inside the main hall.

“Ehhh, it’s kind of similar for us. My grandfather is a “catholic”,” she said with air quotes and in a more hushed tone as they were in a protestant church, “I say it like that because he was raised in it but he never really did anything with it.” She explained and he nodded in understanding as they slid into an aisle and sat. “After my mom died my grandma started to go to church for like comfort or support, I’m not sure, but we went every week up until I was around 8 or 9. When some of the women in the congregation found out that my mother had me young and out of wedlock well they started treating us differently and we stopped going.” She explained and Harry rolled his eyes.

“I’m sorry, people are so disappointing.” He said and she nodded, “Our old neighbor was a very strict catholic and apparently she would give my mum a lot of unsolicited advice about things when her and my dad were getting divorced.” He explained, “We were meant to stay at that house, the one my parents had bought when they married, but one day my sister came in from playing and told my mum that if she loved us she should not go through with a divorce because God wouldn’t like it.” He explained with a chuckle and Y/N giggled as well, “She was like 10 years old, my mum knew the neighbor had been feeding her that kind of stuff and that’s why we ended up moving to the place we’re at now. That woman was relentless.” He said and Y/N shook her head.

“People need to bud out of things that are not their business.” She said and he nodded in agreement.

“I like this church though, they’re all very nice here.” He said and she nodded as she looked around, the ambiance was very warm and loving, like it ought to be, she supposed. Most people were smiling as they greeted each other and chatted quietly as they waited for the service to start, but it still filled the room with a hum of scattered conversations over the organist playing lowly from the stage. Suddenly Harry stood and she turned to see an older couple sliding into the pew with Anne trailing behind them.

“Gran!” He greeted lowly but with excitement and Y/N stood as well as Harry hugged the older woman so tight as Harry spoke lowly to her before pulling back and he leaned down as she kissed his cheek, “And this is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He said and she smiled as Harry slipped by his grandma to greet his grandfather in the same manner. 

“Hello, it’s so wonderful to finally meet you.” Y/N smiled brightly as the woman came up and extended her arms to her and she fit herself in her embrace for a hug.

“You as well, Annie’s been telling us so much about you!” She said with a bright smile, it warmed Y/N from the inside out, “My name’s Myrna, by the way, darling.” She said with a squeeze to Y/N’s hands. Then it was on to his grandfather, who hugged her as well and introduced himself as Edward, he was so sweet, like his wife in his greeting. Soon enough they had scooted down and Harry sat between Y/N and his grandmother and Anne beside Y/N. The Christmas pageant soon started, it was mostly starring youth and children from the church as the main roles in the nativity. Harry’s sister and her husband came about 15 minutes late but they had huge smiles on their face when they leaned forward and greeted her and Harry with discreet waves before settling in. The pageant was lovely and the music was captivating, their choir was very good. And after about a little over an hour they were being let out and they all reconvened by Anne’s little yellow car. Harry greeted his sister with a big hug and he lifted her off the ground and spun her around haphazardly. Anne took that moment to introduce her and Gemma’s husband. He was a little bit shy but still made some small talk with her as Harry and Gemma caught up a bit as they waited for their grandparents to eventually head out.

“Gems, this is Y/N, my girlfrie-”

“Oh my god, hi!” She cut off Harry excitedly and hugged her right away, “It’s so great to meet you!” She hummed and pulled back with such a big and bright smile, “Been dying to meet you.” She giggled and Y/N did as well.

“Likewise!” Y/N chuckled as Gemma started complimenting her Christmas fancy dress and Y/N was blushing as she was inundated with compliments. Gemma insisted that Harry ride with Mike, her husband, and she, Anne, and Y/N could drive in Anne’s car to catch up and get to know each other a little more. Harry looked a little worried at this and Y/N bit her lip to suppress her smile.

“It’s alright, you go ahead. I’ll be good with them.” She said quietly as Harry looked at her with a look that said ‘you don’t have to if you don’t want to’, “It’s not like they’re gonna kidnap me and toss me into the Thames.” She said and he chuckled.

“Yeah baby, I know.” He assured, “But my sister can be a bit much.” He said and Y/N scoffed.

“Have you met Lisa?” She asked with a laugh and he grinned, “I’ll be fine.”

“You will be, I’m just scared about what she might say about me!” He said, “She’s probably going to embarrass me.” He warned and Y/N giggled.

“Baby, I love you and if you really think about it, would you rather her say embarrassing things about you with everyone around or just with me and your mom?” She asked and he giggled.

“Yeah, I supposed you’re right.” He mumbled and leaned down to kiss her cheek, “We’ll see you over there.”

“See you there.” She assured and soon Gemma had looped her arms with Y/N’s and her mom’s as she assured Harry that Y/N was in good hands and soon they were all heading off.

Harry wasn’t wrong about his sister chatting excessively about Harry. But Y/N got to ask about how Harry was before and Anna had some amusing stories to share about him as well. If Gemma was going to far Anne would tut out her disapproval and Gemma would roll her eyes and move on to something else. But in this twenty minute car ride (Harry’s grandparents drove slowly) Y/N had learned that Harry had always been a bit shy, he was meek and studious, not at all a risk taker. And then he hit puberty and well, look at him now… girls started noticing him and he grew quite popular among the ladies. 

“There was a point in time where about 10 different girls wanted to marry him.” She said and Anne rolled her eyes, “It’s the truth. He kind of broke out of his shell for a while and then he met that awful woman…”

“Gwen?” Y/N asked and Gemma turned around with wide eyes.

“Yes! You know about Gwen?” She asked and Y/N nodded, “God, she wrecked his heart. I thought he would never recover.” She admitted and Anne sighed and nodded along in concurrence, “Suddenly he was all shy again and quiet…it was awful. I hope she’s living bitterly…” Gemma said.

“Gem.” Anne scolded.

“What? I’m not going to pretend I wish her well! Cheating on him like that with one of his mates… if only she could see him now.” She sighed.

“She has.” Y/N said and Gemma raised her eyebrows, “We ummm, we saw her at one the Christmas market yesterday. She did try and pull him away and she was so condescending-”

“That sounds exactly like her.” Gemma said, “God, I hope he put her in his place.”

“Well, I took it upon myself to shoo her away, she was not happy.” Y/N said and Gemma grinned with satisfaction and Anne was smiling too, but more discreetly, “I don’t know, but I just didn’t like how on edge he suddenly got. The wound clearly runs deep.” She explained and Gemma nodded.

“Yes, I’m sure it does, but now he has you! And I know we only met about 15 minutes ago but you’re his best girlfriend yet!” Gemma agreed with a big smile and that made Y/N’s heart flutter.

“Well, he’s the best boyfriend I’ve ever had so we’re even.” She assured with a soft and content smile.

Y/N and Gemma were laughing about something as she helped her out of the backseat and continued walking towards her grandparents’ house when suddenly Harry came up to her and grabbed her face and kissed her quickly.

“I’ve got a present for you but you can’t look yet so we’re going to stand out here for a second while it gets set up.” He said and then he grinned to Gemma who smirked along with her brother, “Can you go help?”

“Yeah.” She said and rushed down the sidewalk and towards her grandparents house. She knocked and called out an “it’s Gemma” before she was let in quickly. Y/N giggled as she shivered and he hugged her tight.

“How was the ride?”

“Really good, I like your sister a lot, she’s very fun. Also your mom told me you used to eat dog kibble at your cousin’s house when you were a child.” She laughed quietly and Harry rolled his eyes.

“I was five and Gemma told me they were magical treats that turned me into a dog! Did they tell you that?” He asked defensively but still smiling bright and she nodded and laughed harder as she leaned up and kissed him.

“It’s OK, baby. It was just funny to hear that.” She giggled and he shook his head, “I really like your family. They’re so wonderful and welcoming-”

“Told you they’re like your grandparents.” He said and she nodded in agreement.

“They really are.” She agreed, “Thank you for bringing me here, it’s been so perfect.” She hummed with gratitude and he grabbed her face and kissed her sweetly.

“I’m really pleased that you’re having a good time with us.” Harry smiled, “OK, I think we can head inside now.” He said and grabbed her hand to start guiding her down the sidewalk and over to his grandparents’ house. It was a smaller single floor home, but it was adorable and there were what she assumed to be rose bushes all along the front of the house, she could imagine how gorgeous they looked when they bloomed. As soon as they got up front Harry reached for the door and pulled it open and she giggled as she saw the narrow walkway of the entrance blocked off by mismatching pieces of gift wrapping paper, “Sorry, there weren’t enough of the same kinds of paper.” He chuckled and she giggled.

“It’s OK, but what in the world?” She questioned and he grinned as he cocked his head over towards the center of the paper wall and she saw a little tear where the two different papers joined. She looked at him skeptically before walking over and tentatively poking her finger through it and she heard everyone else laughing on the other side.

Don’t worry, it doesn’t bite.” He assured and she pulled back and then gently created a little tab to pull and she started to break it in confusion until she was able to peak through and all she did was shout in excitement when she saw her grandparent’s bright and smiling faces.

“Oh my god! You’re here!” She shrieked in excitement and felt her eyes welling up as she hugged them both and they hugged her back with laughter as everyone else started to cheer, “Oh my god!” She said pulling back and looking them over just to make sure they were actually there. She then turned to Harry with a loving pout on her lips and hugged him tight, “Thank you, baby.” She said quietly as he dipped down to kiss her and they all cooed and awed at them.

“Merry Christmas, baby. It just wouldn’t be the same without them.” He said softly and she nodded as he wiped one of her tears carefully. After that everything was in full swing. Harry and her grandmother hurried to make some tea before they all opened up their gifts, everyone was pleased with what they received, Anne loved her watch and Y/N ended up gifting Gemma a pair of earrings Harry told her she would like. After that it was just some chat as they prepared everything for dinner together. Y/N was impressed to discover that her grandparents had arrived the day before her and Harry. She had stayed over at his the night prior their flight so she wouldn’t have even known they had gone. They had been staying with his grandparents and the reason why they hadn’t met up with Gemma until today was because she was touring them around London these last few days. They finally got to meet Harry’s mom the day before, while they were at his dad’s house. Y/N’s grandfather was recounting all of the details to her along with Michal and Edward as they set the table and her grandmother, Myrna, Anne, Gemma and Harry were just finishing everything up in the kitchen. Soon enough they were sitting down and she was leaning against Harry’s shoulder as his grandfather placed down little wrapped up tubes before everyone.

“These are Christmas crackers,” he explained as he rounded the table, “They’re just filled with the paper crowns, little messages of good fortune or kindness, traditionally those were for the love birds,” he said smiling to Y/N and Harry, “and well there’s little treats and miscellaneous trinkets.” He explained, “It’s a Christmas tradition, typically it’s a competition, but this year we’re all getting one just so everyone gets the experience.” He explained to Y/N’s grandparents and to her.

“There better be chocolate in mine.” She said quietly to Harry and he chuckled lowly as he squeezed her left hand in his.

“I wouldn’t know, we buy them pre-made so don’t get fussy if you don’t get chocolates.” He whispered with a grin and she giggled. Gemma then explained how they went about opening these and so they all got into position so that they could each pull an end, everyone went twice since each of them was to receive a little gift this year. 

“You look in here for the gift.” He said holding up the bigger end of the crack and she hummed as she looked inside of hers and then stuck her fingers in to pull out the contents of her cracker. She smiled as she pulled out a little red folded up paper.

“Oh that’s the crown, so be careful when you open it up.” He warned and she nodded, and then there was another little rolled up paper, and then a little compact mirror and she smiled as she looked it over and then moved on to the note and she started to unroll the little paper with excitement and as she read it over her smile faded: “Will you marry me?” It read and she glanced up to see Harry grinning wide at her as he scooted his chair back and kneeled before her. Gemma, Cristina, and Myrna all gasped and cooed.

“Oh my god…” she whispered quietly as her eyes started to well up and her hand came up to her mouth in shock that this was happening right now. He chuckled and reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a dark green velvet ring box.

“I love you so much and I know that we’ve been together like five months but I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life. I feel like I’ve been waiting my entire life for you.” He said to Y/N as he looked deep into her eyes, “I love who you are and who I’ve become with you. You’ve made me so happy and I can’t picture my life without you. Just like I told you the other night, I want everything that life has to offer with you, the good and even the bad if that comes. I know that as long as we’re together everything will be just fine. So Y/N,” he asked as he flicked open the ring box and she didn’t even glance down to it, she just stayed focused on his eyes with a big smile and tearful eyes, “will you marry me?” He asked her softly and she bit her lip and nodded.

“Yes. Of course, I’ll marry you.” She whispered and he smiled as everyone started to cheer as he put the ring on the table and pressed himself up a bit as she grabbed his face and kissed him deeply, “I love you so much.” She whispered against his mouth before they pulled apart and she scooted out of her chair to kneel with him where she hugged him tight and he held her close for a few moments as he also started to sniffle before ehe grabbed her face and kissed her slowly once more.

“I love you.” He said quietly as he pulled back and rested his forehead against hers, their eyes flickering between each others for a few seconds before they both grinned as he helped her stand and everyone cheered again as he hugged her tight and swirled her around, “Oh, I forgot about this.” He said with a giggle as he reached for the ring on the table and she gasped as she saw it, it was an oval cut diamond with three smaller rocks on each side, it was absolutely gorgeous. He took it out and slid the ring down her left forefinger and then kissed the top of her hand as she smiled timidly at him, “Like it?” He asked softly and she nodded as she sniffled and looked down at the ring on her hand with him.

“It’s beautiful, I love it.” She assured him before tiptoeing to kiss him again. Then they heard the pop of a cork as Michal opened up the champagne and started to serve everyone for a quick toast. Harry thanked his mother, grandfather, and David for their discretion with this plan and proceeded to say some lovely things about Y/N and their future together and then Y/N spoke up.

“I would also like to say a few words.” she said and Harry nodded, “I just wanted to thank you, baby for bringing me here. I know I’ve said it a million times already, but everything has been absolutely amazing. Thank you for getting my grandparents here as well, it means so much for you to include them,” she said and he smiled at her, “And well to the rest of you, your kindness and hospitality has been so overwhelmingly wonderful. You’re such a beautiful family and I’m so lucky to be a part of this and I can’t wait to get to know each of you better.” She smiled, “Here I was thinking that the highlight of my trip would be if I randomly ran into one of the Beatles!” She joked and everyone laughed, “and well spending time with all of you has that beat by a long shot.” She assured as they all smiled, “and well there’s… this.” She said glancing down at the new ring on her finger, “I know for sure that the rest of my life is going to be really great with you in it, Harry.” She smiled and he beamed.

“Bottoms up!” Gemma cheered and everyone took their drink of champagne and Harry was quick to put down their glasses and pull her away into the living room for a little moment of privacy. He just smiled and hugged her into his body and she relaxed into his embrace and they both sighed happily as they just held each other for a moment.

“You’re my whole life and I promise I will do anything and everything to make sure that you know how much you mean to me every single day.” He said softly and she smiled up at him.

“I will too, this was absolutely perfect, baby. Thank you for letting me in, for choosing me, for loving me. I’m literally the luckiest person on the planet. I mean it when I say I’m going to love you forever.” She smiled at him and he grinned.

“I feel the same way.” He hummed, “Even after forever.” He whispered as he hugged her close again.

#harrys tyles fanfic #harry styles fan fiction #harry styles reader insert #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #bossrry #boss harry #boss x assistant trope #the assistant mini series #the assistant #harry styles fluff #harry styles holiday fic #harry holiday fan fic #boyfriendrry #boyfriend harry #boyfriend harry fic #harry styles smut #harry styles writing #0nlythrowharrybeaux #christmas harry #christmasrry

[longdaytogo]

prince and stable boy au for the soul

#harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry #hpdm #draco bosses him around #gives mundane tasks #constantly

[p3talll]

Me after reading the most profane, toe curling, mind blowing smut known to man in the middle of class because I was bored

#josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #peeta mellark #josh futturman x reader #peeta mellark smut #girl boss fr #girlblogging #girlblog #josh futturman #peeta smut #harry styles smut #smut #i’m just a girl #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfic #harry styles #coqette

[favlarrystories]

#alpha harry #omega louis #boss Harry #single parent louis #friends to lovers

[thestoryofusstan]

I Wanna Be Yours

pairing: boss!ceo!harry styles x reader

request: Omg, can I request a boss!harry fic where he’s mean to everyone except from her??

summary: harry is the notoriously mean owner of pleasing, and he might have a slight soft spot for the new girl in the marketing department.

warnings: cursing, not edited

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you were extremely new to pleasing, a very famous brand known for their nail polishes and perfumes. ever since you started (about three months ago), you’d hear literal horror stories about the founder and ceo.

rachel, the girl who trained you, told you that he was just plain rude. it was safe to say you feared the day he came in. thankfully, he wasn’t around much. not at your location, anyway. you were at the los angeles location, but he preferred to stay at the new york one.

tuesday morning, you got ready like every day. put on your usual outfit (a skirt, white button-up, a blazer, and heels), along with some black fleece-lined tights and a headband to push your hair back. it was getting cold out, and you couldn’t get away with just a skirt much longer.

with your iced coffee in one hand, your macbook and a few files you’d taken home in the other, you walked quickly into the building.

“good morning, miss townes,” the concierge greeted you.

“morning, nancy!” you greeted back as you ran to the elevator and pressed the button.

“late?” nancy asked.

“almost! this stupid elevator—“ said elevator dinged, and you let out a sigh of relief. “speak of the devil. see you, nance!”

—

by the time you made it up to the marketing floor (the twentieth floor out of fifty), you were exactly on time.

you moved as quickly as your heels would allow, dropping your car keys, computer, and files onto the desk.

“right on time, y/n,” rachel teased as you sat down. the two of you had cubicles right next to each other.

“long line at the coffee shop.”

“lucky you weren’t any later,” she commented as you sat down and took a generous sip of the iced coffee that had almost made you late, “mr. styles is said to be coming in today.”

you nearly choked on your drink.

“you finished those edits, right?”

“.. uh.. yeah. yeah, finished them last night,” you lied with a nod.

“y/n! he’s ruthless— he will literally fire you! that’s the new launch, and it’s overdue!”

“i know! i know, but i’ve been so busy, and fucking josh keeps making me do his shit—“

“oh shit, shut up. he’s here.”

“what?” you squeaked, quickly cleaning up your desk and opening the new launch photos on both the desktop and your personal computer.

out of the corner of your eye, you watched as what had to be mr. styles strolled through with an assistant who was talking about what you assumed was his schedule.

“you’ll have a meeting with the investors at three, and we have some papers to sign—“

you tuned her out as you tried to speed up the editing— brightening colors and adjusting the text so it fit better.

and suddenly, the footsteps of mr. styles and his assistant stopped. directly in front of your desk.

“you,” a voice spoke, and oh my god, he was british, “i don’t know you. who are you?”

your eyes snapped up to meet his, “oh. uh.. i’m y/n.. y/n townes. i’m.. um.. i’m new.”

he mouthed your name as if thinking it over.

“you’re the one doing the edits for the new launch?” he asked.

“yes, sir.”

he nodded before continuing his stroll. because, of fucking course, his office had to be on the marketing floor.

you let out a breath, sinking into your chair. rachel grabbed your arm with a comforting smile, “it’s okay, babes. he could’ve been rude.”

“he’s gonna see i’m not done and fire me!”

“it’s fine, just don’t think about it.”

—

right as you were about to head out on a quick lunch break, mr. styles’ assistant popped up at your desk.

“ms. townes, mr. styles requested your presence in his office. you, as well, ms. evans,” she said, glancing at you and rachel.

“uh— me? for.. for what?” you questioned.

“you’ll find out. i have to find a.. josh richardson. go on.”

you and rachel shared uneasy looks as the two of you stood and made your way to mr. styles’ office.

“if i get fired, i’m jumping out of a window,” you muttered as rachel pulled the door open.

“ah, ms. evans. ms. townes…. where is mr. richardson?” mr. styles spoke.

“your assistant went to grab him,” rachel answered. “what are we needed for?”

“you’ll see… ah, mr. richardson. so kind of you to join us.”

even you could tell he did not mean that.

“what is this?” josh asked, looking to you and rachel.

“you three were all put in charge of the new launch. correct?”

you all chorused variations of yes.

“and yet… nothing is done. why is that?”

you glanced to your shoes. you knew rachel was done. the whole project was all three of you were to make 300 campaigns and promo photos for the new nail polish launch. you'd devided it to be 100 each, and you all picked however many billboard designs, posters, social media posts, and so-ons that you'd do for the project. however, josh had slowly but surely pushed all of his work onto you.. until you had to do 200, and you only had around 130 done.

“i expect an answer.”

“i.. i finished all my photos and campaigns,” rachel finally said.

“i'm nearly done with.. my things. i was just helping josh before i--“

“so.. what i’m hearing so far, and correct me if i’m wrong, is that mr. richardson hasn’t been doing his job?”

josh cleared his throat, and you could feel the daggers he was glaring at you burning into your skull, “yes, mr. styles.”

mr. styles nodded, and you understood the horror stories now. he wasn’t even trying and he was terrifying. “do you like your job, mr. richardson?”

“yes, mr—“

“so why aren’t you doing it?”

“i— i’ve been.. busy.”

“busy.. right. well, i’ll make you less busy. you’re fired. get out.”

“wh— what? you can’t fire me!”

“i believe i can. and i just did. so get. out.”

“i have worked at this company for eight years! i make one mistake, and—“

“i will not ask you again!” mr. styles shouted, standing up from his chair. you flinched. “because i am not asking you, i am telling you. you are fired, and you will leave this building. and don’t even think about puttin’ this place on your resume, i won’t say a single good word about your ass.”

josh scoffed and stormed out of the room, you and rachel followed.

you turned the corner, yelping when someone grabbed your wrist and yanked it.

“what the hell, y/n? you said you’d do my—“

“i didn’t say that. you just assumed i would. i am not just apart of the valentines launch, josh, and i have fifty other things to do, and i can’t drop that just because you’re lazy.”

“you better watch what you say to me—“

a voice spoke from behind. mr. styles’ assisant, “uh.. miss townes? mr. styles requests he speak with you.. privately.”

you yanked your arm back, rubbing your wrist, “yes. of— of course. sorry.”

you walked back towards his office with your head down, glancing up at him once you entered the room.

you were surprised to see a... calm look on his face.

"miss townes, correct?" he asked.

"ye-.. uh.. yes, sir."

he smiled, which was very odd from what you'd seen of him so far, "you can relax, darling. you aren't in trouble. have a seat."

you hesitantly wandered towards the chair on the other side of his desk.

"what did you mean by.. helping mr. richardson with his work?"

"oh, well... he just.. he kept saying he was busy and asking if i could do.. certain parts of his work. and i--.. well, sometimes i'm a bit of a pushover, so i said yes."

"i see... and how much of his work, in total, did he push onto you?"

"uhm... all of it, mr. styles."

his eyes widened, "all of it? and you didn't tell a supervisor he wasn't planning on doing any of his work?"

"i.. i felt bad," you shrugged, looking down at your hands.

"yes. well... mrs. maruska, can you please bring mr. richardson back in here for a moment, please?"

you jumped when his assistant spoke behind you, not realizing she was even in the room.

"yes, mr. styles."

it was silent for a minute after the door shut, maybe two minutes, until the door re-opened and two pairs of footsteps entered.

"mr. richardson, before you leave, you are going to do something for me," mr. styles spoke. "you are going to apologize to y/n--"

you nearly choke on your own spit at his use of your first name.

"for making her do all of your work. and.. you will also apologize for whatever the hell that was i heard outside. that is no way to speak to any colleague."

josh scoffed, "i'm not apologiz--"

"i'm not asking."

mr. styles gaze switched to you as josh begrudgingly sighed, "i'm sorry, y/n."

"it's okay," you murmured, glancing at him.

"no, it isn't," mr. styles quickly interjected, keeping his eyes on you. you much preferred them on you than on josh. they were a lot kinder when they focused on you. softer. "but.. if ms. townes says it is alright... you may leave now."

you aren't quite sure what happens afterwards, because you keep your gaze away from mr. styles, because you're afraid he'll notice how nervous he makes you.

"how many did you have left?" mr. styles asked quietly. softly.

"i have 130 done. so.. seventy left. but i-- i can get them done soon, i promise. i can just stay late, or.. or--"

"no. none of that. you'll submit the ones you have.. and we'll figure out something for the rest."

"really? i mean.. are you sure?"

"i wouldn't have offered if i wasn't. you can go, now."

"thank you, mr. styles," you mumbled, standing and walking to the door.

right as you grabbed the handle, he called out.

"oh, and y/n?"

you turned around with a furrow in your brows.

"let me know if you have any other problems."

you can't even help the foolish smile on your lips as you nod and leave the room.

--

a/n: part 1!! i really love this request

#harry styles fic #harry styles oneshot #harry styles one shot #harry fic #harry styles au #harry styles angst #harry styles imagine #harry styles x reader #harry #harry styles #boss!harry styles x reader #boss!harry styles #ceorry #ceo!harry styles #ceo!harry styles x reader

[staud]

flak-happy: being reckless and beyond caring about one's personal safety / mota 1x04

#mota spoilers #masters of the air #bucky egan #buck cleven #gale cleven #bubbles payne #harry crosby #jack kidd #everett blakely #ronsparky #gif #me when I get too comfy joking w my boss at a work function #these gifs so damn yellow WHY

[kairos-in-space]

in awe of their 'tism

#inside out 2 #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #the amazing digital circus #percy jackson #harry potter #welcome home #my hero academia #amphibia #the owl house #the world of mr plant #autism #neurodivergent #headcanons #I’m sorry for the ungodly amount of tags on this

[darlingdesire]

GOOD GIRL 18+

Harry is your sexy, rich boss. And you occasionally fuck in his office—so here's that!!

“Come here.”

His words were simple, but the way he spoke them sent a shiver down your spine and your breathing momentarily halt. Harry was sat at his desk, the only light coming from the lamp that cast a golden haze over his figure, intensifying the dark look on his face.

He looked up at you as if seeing right through you, reading every thought in your mind. "Y/N" His voice sounded deep and commanding yet still gentle. "Come here." He said again, this time more sternly than ever before. "Do not make me ask again."

You swallowed hard, trying to help down the shy feeling you got when Harry spoke to you this way; nodded, and began to make your feet move over to his desk. Your heels clicking against the floor was the only sound heard in his large office.

As soon as you made contact with his desk, he grabbed hold of both sides of your hips and pulled you closer towards himself. "Good girl..." he whispered into your ear, causing goosebumps to rise all over your body. "...now sit down."

You blinked at him, trying to gauge what he meant by that; your mind was trying to figure out if he meant on the desk, or on his lap. You were overthinking it greatly, but being in his presence made you get that way. Who could blame you, he was your boss—one wrong move and you could be gone and replaced by some other girl just with a snap of his fingers. But you knew he wouldn't do that, he adored you too much.

He chuckled softly, watching you struggle to comprehend. "Sit on my lap, Love." He said simply, looking straight ahead without any hint of emotion whatsoever. "Don't think about anything else besides sitting there. Just focus on doing exactly as I say."

You glanced down at his clothed lap; it looked inviting, very inviting. So you lowered yourself down until you were seated on his lap. You tried to control your breathing, but knowing what was underneath you made you feel flustered. You could feel the way it had indented his black pants, and it pressed against the bottom of your thigh very distinctly.

His hand reached up and cupped one side of your face gently, stroking along your cheekbone."Relax, love." He murmured quietly, leaning forward slightly so that your noses brushed together. "Just breathe slowly...in through your nose...out through your mouth..good girl.”

You still hadn't said anything since entering his office, and you don't think you were capable of it anyway as you focused on steadying your breathing. It was embarrassing how much your heart was beating.

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched you try not to make too much noise while struggling to keep calm. “That's right, darling. Calm yourself down now..." He whispered soothingly, brushing his thumb across your lower lip once more. "...just let go...”

“Harry...” You whispered, not knowing what you were gonna say after that, the word just trailed off into the air. But it was also a plea, a desperate plea that begged him to continue with what he was doing—God, you wanted him bad.

The look in his eye told you everything you needed to know without needing to hear another word. "Shh...it'll be alright, darling." He said softly, kissing your forehead tenderly before pulling back again. “Now close your eyes for me, please?" He asked quietly, looking down.

You closed your eyes; the darkness clouding your vision and you could only focus on his touch and the heat of his intense stare on your face. This was a regular thing for the two of you, probably once or twice a week when he had to stay behind after hours for some work things, and since you were his assistant; you had to stay as well, so what better way to relieve stress than this. It had started a few months after you started working for him, and now, one year into this job it was still going on strong. He was a very successful man, very rich, and very attractive.

His hands moved slowly up your sides, stopping briefly at your waistband. "Good girl," he murmured, giving your cheek a soft kiss before continuing on. "Just relax, love. Let me take care of you tonight."

Your chest started rising and falling deeply, continuing to focus on his hands that smoothed over your body. You felt the heat in your core burn more rapidly, more hotter. It was making you go insane, you couldnt keep yourself calm as you felt his fingers ghost over the waistband of your black skirt.

A low chuckle escaped his lips as he heard your breathing become heavier. "Such an obedient little pet aren't we?" He teased, slowly letting his fingers move underneath the waistband and go further down."Tell me how much you want this, baby..."

Your thighs couldn't help but close, his teasing touches too much for you to handle, but he didn't like that and used his free hand to push your thighs apart—squeezing on the flesh as a warning to keep them open.

The sound of his voice sent shivers through your spine, causing goosebumps to form. "Keep those legs spread wide for me, darling" He said huskily, moving his other arm around your front and pulled you closer to his chest, pinning you against his chest as the hand that was inside your skirt finally met your panties. “You didn't answer my question.”

Your eyes snapped open and you dropped your head down to look at where his hand was hidden; “So bad,” Your murmured, squirming on his lap a little when his fingers started ghosting over your clit, “I want it.”

His grin widened."Good girl." He whispered softly into your ear, continuing to tease you by rubbing circles around your clit. "Now tell me what you need, love..tell me how badly you want this...how badly..."

Your hair fell down your shoulders in waves, hiding your face from him and you closed your eyes again to relinquish the pleasurable feeling he was giving you. “I need you to...” You gasped softly when he pushed his hand into your panties and used his other hand to push your legs further apart. “Touch me like that.”

A low hum rumbled out of his throat as he felt your body tense up beneath him. "Hmm? Tell me more, baby." He teased, sliding two fingers between your folds and pressing gently against your entrance. "Tell me what else you need."

You nodded slowly, your lips parting as you drew in shallow breaths. “I need you to fuck me...” Your hand went to grab his clothed wrist, making sure his own hand stayed there inside your panties and not anywhere else; “Hard.”

A smirk spread across his lips as he heard those words leave your mouth. "Hard?" He asked teasingly, pushing another finger inside you while still using his thumb to rub against your sensitive spot. "You want me to fuck you so hard?" He pushed your hair out of your face and pulled your head back so it was resting by his; and he whispered the next words into your ear; “and rough, baby?”

Your eyes clenched shut when you felt two of his fingers sink into your entrance; “Please.” You whimpered, your hips shifted around and you were slowly moving against his lap—against his cock that was hard and ready for you.

His breath hitched slightly as he saw how eager you were becoming. "So needy..." He groaned quietly, leaning forward to kiss your neck and shoulder before whispering again. "...So perfect for me aren't you, my perfect girl, hmm?”

You nodded again, unable to form words as his fingers continued to relentlessly pleasure you—over and over again and he just wasn't stopping. You breath caught in your throat and your grip on his wrist tightened as you felt the knot in your belly tighten, you felt him kiss his way up your neck, knowing you were about to cum all over his fingers— he proceeded to make them move faster and harder.

As soon as you started moaning loudly, he knew what was coming next. "Sweet girl gonna cum?" He chuckled softly, biting down gently on your collarbone before pulling away from you. “Cum for me,” He whispered into your ear, and just like that on command, you felt the flood gates open and the rope fully snap.

Your entire body tensed as you climaxed, and his arm tightened around your body, keeping you pinned close to him as to make sure you didn't wriggle away to get away from the intense pleasure. “Harry!” You smacked your hand down onto his neck, holding it to keep his face close to yours.

He smirked widely, kissing your lips passionately once more. "Good girl." he said smugly, squeezing your side as he held you tight against himself. His other hand ran through your hair affectionately, stroking it lightly while still pinning you to him, “come here.”

You turned your face to his and immediately, he closed his mouth over yours without any warning—like he was desperate for that kind of closeness. You moaned softly against his lips and he began to move his hands up your sides, smoothing up over your shirt and suddenly ripped it open, the buttons flew off and you gasped; his tongue entering your mouth. His hands went under the shirt and moved over your skin, cupping your breasts that we're covered by your lace bra.

His fingers traced along the lace over your bra and pulled it down, your breast spilled out and he immediately cupped it. "Mmm...” He moaned against your lips darkly at the feeling of your breast against his hand. He pulled away from the kiss; his eyes so dark and filled with lust it made you want to hide away, “Bend over the desk.”

You wasted no time in climbing off his lap and finding home bent over his desk. He followed suit and stood up, instantly pressing his crotch to your ass, grinding harshly to relieve the hardness in his pants. You heard his belt clink and clank as he undone it, quickly moving onto unzipping his belt and pushed his pants down.

He grabbed hold of your hips tightly and pressed himself against you roughly, groaning. "S’lovely..." He said lowly, looking at you with an intense look in his eye. His hands were shaking slightly as they gripped your thighs firmly, holding them apart. He watched the way his cock moved against your soft thighs; though he was an impatient man and then pulled your panties down to your knees.

You could only lay there and take it as he pushed his tip into your soaking-wet entrance. He pushed your legs further apart. And you momentarily stopped breathing as you focused on feeling him enter you fully. “Fuck...” You whispered, letting your cheek drop against the cold desk and closed your eyes.

His breath hitched when he felt how tight you were around him, gripping his shaft like a vice. "God fuck." He cursed under his breath, pushing deeper inside of you until he hit bottom. Your walls squeezed him painfully, making him grit his teeth. You felt so good—so fucking good every single time. He could never get enough of your sweet little pussy.

Your mouth opened further when you felt him bottom out. He was all the way inside of you, and he was so thick... it quite literally took your breath away every time you fucked. You couldn't see straight when you felt him pull out halfway and then push back in, this time pressing deeper and deeper, making you whine out and spread your arm out above you to grab the edge of the desk as some sort of anchor.

He groaned loudly, burying his hand into your hair as he began thrusting harder and faster now, slamming himself deep within you each time."Fucking hell..." His voice came out strained and low, sounding almost animalistic. "So fucking good... So goddamn perfect..."

You were crying out everytime he slammed into you. You couldn't move underneath him, couldn't utter a single word expect mewl out an unintelligible noise with every thrust he did into you. You could feel him all over you—gripping your hips for better leverage every now and then, in your hair when he felt like hearing your noises louder, on your neck...

His breathing grew heavier and more ragged as well, sweat dripping down onto your thighs below him. He leaned forward slightly, moving one hand firmly on your neck and the other snaked down to your wet pussy while continuing to pound away at you relentlessly. "Fuck... Fuck... Oh god..."

His fingers began to circle over your clit; intensifying the harsh pleasure you were already feeling and you were so close to cumming. You wanted to cum so bad, you needed it—the pleasure was too much for you, but oh god did it feel amazing. “Harry, I'm gonna...”

He growled deeply, pressing himself closer to you as he kept going at full speed. "Cum for me baby." He said harshly, biting down on your shoulder gently before pulling back again. "I want to hear you cum." He kissed your shoulder and began to rub his fingers faster of your clit.

You tensed around him again, you walls clenched his cock as it drove deeply inside of you over and over again at a rapid, hard pace; that mixed with the way his finger were circling over the bundle of nerves made you reach the peak point and you felt your hard climax drown you. You smacked your hand down onto the desk, gripping the edge hard as you screamed.

The sound of your orgasm echoed throughout the room, causing him to groan loudly. "Oh fuck!" He slammed into you harder than ever before, driving deep within you once more before shooting hot ropes of semen inside of you.

You were a mess as he rode out your orgasms, continuing to thrust into you to make sure all of his cum was deep inside of you. He kissed your shoulder and bit down to stifle his hot moans.

His breathing became heavy after coming so hard. " Fuck.” He muttered quietly, leaning forward to kiss your neck softly. "Such a good girl.”

#imagines #romance #fanfiction #harry styles #harry styles x reader #fluff #harry styles imagine #imagine #harrystyles #harry #smut #harry styles blurb #harry styles smut #harry styles stories #bossrry #ceorry #boss!harry styles

[heather-garland]

happy 25 years to silent hill <3 time for its brain to fully develop

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Gonna Make you Mine*

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Summary: Your boyfriend is involved in illegal dealings and Harry's his boss. Harry wants to make you his and your boyfriend owes Harry big time, so a proposal is made that involves you, Harry, and your boyfriend (not a threesome).

A/N: This one shot was thought up while I was waiting on a layover at the airport. 6k words

Warning: This might not be everyone's cup of tea so read at your own discretion! Smut (obviously), exhibitionism, cheating, cursing, slight violence and mentions of violence, forced voyeurism, unprotected sex, cream pie, mention of illegal dealings, 18+ only, NSFW

“Come on. You know you want it. Your pussy boyfriend isn’t treating you right. I’d worship the ground you walk on. Fuck, I already worship you and you haven’t even given me the time of day.” Harry’s speaking quietly into your ear with a hand holding onto the back of your arm to keep you from walking away from him like you normally do when he starts this up.

“Just imagine how good I’m gonna treat you when I make you mine. Hmm? I already treat you better than fuck face over there.” His other hand has come up to your waist. Harry’s standing behind you and if anyone were to see you two from the front they wouldn’t know he’s pressed into your back and holding your arm and waist. It just looks like he’s leaning over to talk to you.

“Stop, Harry. Jake is right there. He’s gonna freak out if he sees how close you’re standing when he walks over here. I don’t want a repeat of…”

Your words are cut off at Harry’s deep voice interrupting you, “What the fuck is he gonna do to me huh? He fucking works for me. He’s my bitch. And if he even dreams of doing anything to you in retaliation I’ll kill him. Why do you care so much anyway? Hmm? I know you want me. I see how you look at me, how you watch my mouth when I talk, how you never pull away from me when I touch you. Like right now. I’m pressed right up against your ass and your pressing yourself right back into me. You fucking like this.”

You gulp down your saliva and take a deep breath. The truth was you did like it. Harry really did it for you. He was attractive to you in every way that mattered, in your opinion. He was physically an absolute god. He was also extremely intelligent and aware. And to top it off, rich and powerful. And in the year you’ve known him (as long as you’ve been dating Jake), he’s been very forward with the way he felt for you. At first it was just him making crude comments about sex and what he could do to make you feel good, but then as you two got to know one another his comments and attitude toward you changed into something different, not as crude (still crude at times, though, as that was just Harry's norm). He began sending you gifts, he’d show up at your apartment when Jake was away and watch movies with you, make you dinner. Then he made it clear he wanted you. As his own girlfriend. He could be a little pushy but he never forced you to do anything.

You wanted to cave so many times but a part of you was very stubborn and you wanted to make it work with Jake (which is such a laugh now that you think about it). But you also really liked the attention from Harry at the same time (who wouldn't?). Jake wasn’t a bad boyfriend the first six months. He was all the things you really wanted. But then he started spending a lot of time away “working”. And when you found him in a lie two months ago and you threatened to break up with him he begged and apologized and you decided to give him another shot. But Harry has also been telling you for months that Jake was cheating. You didn’t believe him at first because Harry really wanted to get with you for such a long time that you sort of just dismissed it thinking he was just saying that to get you to change your mind. But now? You didn’t know what was holding you back. Another of Jake’s associates told you he was cheating too and even though you didn’t have tangible proof, you wanted out. You wanted Harry.

You sigh and press your bum back ever so slightly to feel the man behind you. He grips your waist tighter to him and drops his mouth to your ear, his lips brushing at your lobe as he speaks, “Just like that, baby. I can take you right here if you want. Right in front of everyone. I’ll just flip this skirt up over your hips, unzip my pants and fuck you right here while we watch everyone in this room. Then eventually people will start realizing what’s going on when they hear you moaning my name and they’ll all watch on as I fuck an orgasm out of you.” You turn your face an inch toward his to feel his face even closer to yours.

You let out an involuntary whimper when his lips brushed at the edge of your cheek and he rutted his hips into your ass hard enough to nudge you forward a bit. This was the first time you’d really given in to him like this. Sure you'd let him massage your shoulders, hug you a little longer than he should, kiss your forehead in parting... but never this much.

Just then Jake began to make his way over to you when he saw you standing near Harry. The closer he got he could see Harry was rather close.

“What’s up Harry?” Jake spoke loudly, trying to assert dominance. Harry stood upright and walked around your frame to stand in front of you.

“You wanna know what’s up? I’ll tell you what the fuck’s up. What’s up is that you still fucking owe me and I’m about this close,” Harry holds up his thumb and index finger about two inches apart, “to kicking your fucking ass and making you beg me for death. That’s what the fuck is up. Fucking pussy.”

Jake holds his hands up in front of himself, “Woa, woa, there. Calm down! I can pay you back. You know I’m good for it. Seriously, H. I’m just working on a few things to get the money back and I’ll have it to you before you know it. Paid with interest.”

“Oh yeah? Bout fucking time. It’s only been, what, three months?” Harry takes a few steps toward Jake and looks down at him when he’s standing a foot away, “Three. Fucking. Months. Times up, asshole. I’ve got a better idea for how you can pay me back anyway.”

Harry turns to you standing a few feet behind him and he gently nudges at your arm,”Let’s the three of us,” he then turns and motions at Jake, “go into my office. I’ve got a proposal that’ll clear your debt.”

Harry leads you and Jake into his office and he ushers you to the couch to sit down next to him. Jake is forced to sit in the arm chair across from you and Harry. Harry puts a possessive arm over your shoulder and looks down at you for a brief moment before he turns to Jake. Jake is sitting up straight as a board with his eyes on Harry and how close he’s sitting to you. Jake knows that Harry often flirts with you. He knows Harry’s gone to your apartment to keep you company and because of that, Jake’s accused you time and again of cheating on him with Harry even though you’ve never even so much as kissed Harry on the cheek (though he's kissed your forehead a few times).

Harry directs his attention to Jake first. “Now, this proposal for your debt will have to be approved by your girlfriend first. If she doesn’t want to do it then you’re fucking out of luck and then I’m gonna beat the shit out of you so you won’t be able walk out of here.”

Then Harry looks down to you and speaks as he points a finger at Jake, “I can tie him up to that chair he’s sitting in,” then he drops his hand down to his thigh, “and make him watch while I bring you to orgasm over and over again. Then he'll be cleared of his debt."

Your mouth drops open. You hadn’t expected this. You knew Harry wanted to fuck you in front of people because he’s mentioned more than once but this? He was actually proposing it to you. All the other times seemed to be in jest and you'd laughed it off.

“No fucking way, man! You’re outta your damn mind Styles! There’s no way she’s gonna agree to that? What the fuck?!” Jake is standing and as he takes a step forward Harry launches up from sitting and steps right up to Jake. He roughly grabs Jake by his shirt and shoves him back down into the arm chair.

“Sit the fuck down! You have two fucking options here you piece of shit. The first one is the one I’m offering now and it will only happen at her say so,” he gestures toward you, “and the second one leaves you as a cripple for the rest of your motherfucking life. I’d strongly recommend you stay seated so she and I can decide how to proceed. I don't care what you want, your opinion means nothing to me. You better pray to god that she wants a good dicking because that option leaves you untouched and scot free.”

Harry moves back to the couch next to you and he turns to face you. You’re still in a bit of shock at this whole thing. And what is most shocking of all to you is that you want Harry to fuck you in front of Jake. The idea is absurd but it’s kind of a turn on, honestly. Plus you’d be taking the less violent route if you did this with Harry. So a win, win. Right?

“You can say no. But I know you want to. You know this fucker is sleeping with other chicks anyway, give him a taste of his own medicine.” Harry is leaning in close to you, with his magnetic gaze pulling you in.

“What?! Since when am I cheating on her dude? That’s a lie. Don’t listen to him!” Jake stands up again and Harry stands up too, but then you get up and grab onto Harry’s forearm. Harry looks down at you in question and just as he’s about to tell you not to get in the middle you speak.

“We should tie him to the chair so he can’t keep getting out of it. I mean…” you look at the ground and bite your lip before looking back up at Harry, “since we’ll need to anyway to get his debt paid.”

Both Jake and Harry have their mouths dropped open with surprised looks on their faces. Jake speaks up and then Harry directly after.

“No you aren’t! This isn’t an option!”

“Are you serious that you want this?”

Harry brings an arm up to hold Jake away from you two as he keeps his eyes on you, Jake is struggling against Harry's hold. He really didn’t think you’d go for it. All the times he’s offered to fuck you or kiss you or anything really you’d eventually turn him down and that was when Jake was away so you had plenty of opportunities to sneak around. But now that he’s telling you he’ll fuck you in front of your boyfriend you suddenly want it? That’s wife material if he’s ever seen it.

Plus this is good news for his knuckles and the skin over his fists. He was imagining this night ending with having to get someone to remove Jake’s unconscious body from his office while he tends to his hands and knuckles. But this is a turn for the better.

Ignoring Jake you answer Harry, “I do want it. Plus this is helping him pay the debt more peacefully. Right?”

Harry’s smile is wide and his dimple is carved into his cheek. He wants to lean down and kiss you but he realizes he’s about to have plenty of time for that. First thing on the agenda is to get Jake tied to the arm chair.

Harry tells you where the cord is and the duct tape and after a short struggle between Jake and Harry, Jake was pretty easily overcome then tied and taped to the chair. For good measure Harry taped over Jake’s mouth as well.

Harry instructs you to stay on the couch as he goes to the door of his office and locks it. Jake is looking at you wide eyed and trying to speak but he can't with the tape over his mouth. You watch on as Harry nears you. He's wearing one of his expensive suits that looks so good on his broad frame. Harry's always dressed nice. You can't help it when your gaze drops to his crotch for a moment. You've always noticed the large natural bulge he sports and have imagined that he's packing under his pants. You can't wait to see what he's going to do to you.

Harry walks past Jake and gets to you on the couch and reaches out to pull you up. He inches in toward you and holds you to his body before brushing some hair behind your ears and searches your face. His gaze holds something very serious and very hungry.

"Tell me if you change your mind. You're the only one here who's of any importance to me. Okay?" Harry rubs his thumbs over your cheeks as his fingers grasp onto the sides and back of your neck. His hold is gentle.

You softly smile, already feeling exhilarated about what's to come. "Okay." You lift your hands up to his chest and smooth them around to his back to hold him closer. You've been dying to be truly kissed by him and now it's all about to happen.

Harry draws your face into his and softly places his lips onto yours. It's slow and sensual. His lips are soft and the way they wrap around your own is making you feel comforted and aroused all the same time. When you lick at his lips he deepens the kiss and you two are just standing in front of the couch and holding onto one another with gasps and moans falling from your lips. It's hot and sexy and Jake's noises are annoying but he deserves this, you think to yourself.

Harry pulls back and bumps his nose into yours, "After I'm done with you, you won't want anyone else but me, baby. I'm gonna make sure of that. I'm gonna make you mine." Harry caresses your back with his large palms and then he's moving you to sit on the couch together. He returns his mouth to yours and you two begin moaning and sipping at one another for a bit. You place your hand over his crotch where his bulge is now getting to be quite evident and Harry groans into your mouth.

Harry leans back and grasps onto your top and slides it off over your head. Once he's got your top thrown onto the floor next to Jake's feet he whines and closes his eyes as he leans down to kiss your bra covered breasts. He squishes your flesh and licks over the fabric in haste before he's undoing the clasp behind your back and your bra snaps off and falls down off of your shoulders.

"Holy shit. Holy shit." Harry whispers as he gets a good look at your bare torso. He's attaching himself once again to your breasts but this time you really feel his mouth on you. He's sucking and pinching, squeezing and nibbling. Your breasts are wetted by his tongue and mouth as Harry removes his suit jacket and drops it to the floor. He pushes at you to lie down and then he slides your skirt off of your bottom half. You're left in only a white thong that has Harry going feral. Harry stands up to remove his shirt and pants but he doesn't take his eyes off of you. Not even when Jake is mumbling something neither of you can understand.

Harry, left only in his briefs quickly gets back to you on the couch. He roughly moves his hands all over you body. From your breasts, to your tummy, your hips and thighs and then he leans down to kiss your stomach all over. He's sucking bruises into your skin and smirking with each little purple splotch he leaves behind. Harry looks up to you as he slips his fingers under the fabric of your panties to pull them down off of you.

When he's rid you of your final piece of clothing he groans and rubs over his clothed erection. Harry tosses the thong toward Jake and it lands on his lap, the soaked material sitting there for him as a reminder of what's happening if he decides to look down at his lap instead of you two.

"Gonna eat you out baby. S'that okay?" Harry looks up at you as he parts your legs for his access. One of your legs is tossed up over his shoulder and the other one he's grasping from under your thigh as he gets his face right where he wants to be.

You moan and nod, "Yes, Harry. Yes!" He lovingly strokes over your slit and spreads your arousal all over your pussy and even to the crease of your thigh. Harry wants this to be as messy as possible. He's going to ruin you. You'll never want to even so much as look at another man after this.

Harry inserts two fingers into your slick cunt and searches around for the spot he knows will make your toes curl. When you gasp and throw your head back he feels the spongy spot at the front of your walls and he begins his assault on your cunt with his lips.

Harry is like a cave man. He's grunting and sucking and slurping you up. The noises coming from you are embarrassing at first but eventually you can't hold back. It's so good. He's better than anyone you've ever been with by far. Harry teases you a bit and then goes back to doing cave-man like cunnilingus that seems to be reminiscent of someone who's starved.

Everything is wet and warm between your legs and Harry's really getting into it, so much that he's got your arousal smeared on his face all over his nose, mouth, chin, and cheeks. He spits over you, and you watch as the glob drips down to your core, while he's still pumping his long thick fingers inside of you. He presses a thumb over your clit and slips it around for a bit as he catches his breath. It's only a minute of this before he's back at it again. Slurping you up and sucking on your clit like he's eating a mango.

You begin shaking and sighing high pitched breaths. You grasp onto Harry's hair and he nuzzles into you further, creating more pressure and friction at your clit and it's creating a crackle of electricity over your thighs and tummy.

"Fuck! Harry! Oh my god... fuuuuucck... right there, right there, right there..." you're done for and Harry can tell. He doesn't stop feeding on you until he can tell he's worked you through your orgasm. You're a blubbering mess and everything is wet between your legs and on the couch beneath you. Harry really did a number on you.

Harry is standing up and removing his briefs when you open your eyes. He's not done with you yet. You glance over at Jake and he's just sitting quietly now. He knows struggling won't do any good. He has resigned himself to this fate and he knew he didn’t have a choice. He was never going to repay Harry so if this was the payment, then so be it. Probably better than getting his legs broken and beaten unconscious.

Harry kneels over you again and looks down at you. "How was that, baby? That's something I can do for you every day from now on if you want."

You swallow and squirm under him a bit and smile, still feeling a bit fucked out, "Yeah. So good." Your words come out a little shaky but it's all Harry needs from you at the moment.

"It was good, wasn't it? Could tell you were really having a good time there. Ready for me to fuck you now? Make Jake watch as I make you mine?" Harry scoffs and looks over toward Jake and shakes his head at him before looking back down to you and smiling softly. He dips down to kiss you and once again, his lips are superb. No one's ever kissed you like this and it's such a turn on.

“Mmm… smell that? Smell yourself all over me?” He presses his lips back onto yours and then gives you space to answer.

You nod at him, “Yeah.” You chuckle a little. You’re not sure why. You’re not embarrassed of your scent, but Harry is making you a little light headed.

“S’gonna be my new cologne. Gonna smear my face all over your pussy every morning when we wake up and then everyone’s gonna smell it on me and know who’s treating you right. Only me.”

His words have you keening. He’s so nasty and you love it.

Harry leans back to get a good look at you and you lean up to get a better look at him. His cock is big. He's definitely bigger than Jake. He's hung just like you knew he'd be. His thighs are strong and solid and he's so fucking hot. You know he's going to feel incredible once he gets inside of you.

"Can I fuck you raw? Your sweet little cunt is begging for my cum to be poured inside of her. I want Jake to watch it when I'm done and dripping out of you. I want him to see how I've made you mine."

You are nodding your head so fast. It all sounds so good to you. You don't even care about the consequences. You're on birth control anyway and you really want to feel him inside of you bare.

Harry narrows his gaze onto your center and closes his eyes. He's shocked that you're going along with this, it's like a dream come true for him. He's wanted you like this for so long now and he's finally getting to have you, and right in front of your pussy ass boyfriend is just the cherry on top. Of course, after this Jake's not going to be your boyfriend any more. You're going to belong to Harry.

Harry smooths a hand up over your soft thigh and bites his lip as he strokes his cock. "We're going to start off like this, okay? I'm gonna dip into you for a bit and then I'm going to switch up the position, but right now I'm desperate to be inside of you and feel you.”

Harry leans down over you and slides his cock over your slit, getting himself nice and wet with your arousal. Each glide of the tip of his cock over your clit draws a moan out of you and Harry smirks at the effect. When he finally lines up his thick tip with your little wet hole he slowly pushes himself into you. It's everything he ever imagined it to be. You're tight and warm around him. He draws himself nearly all the way out and pushes back into you excruciatingly slow and he does that for a good few minutes and you can really feel him. The way he fills you so perfectly has your mouth hung open and your eyes rolling into the back of your head. He's so deep and so big that the only thoughts you have are of Harry now.

Harry groans in ecstasy at the feeling of his bare cock gliding through your wet walls. He's pushing in as deep as he can get at this angle but he knows the next position is going to have you screaming.

Harry pulls himself out of you and then pulls you to sitting. The couch in Harry's office is a deep couch so there's a bit of space but of course, sex on a couch is a bit difficult and Harry wants to get you in a position where Jake can see Harry entering your pussy.

"Ass in the air, pointed this way, I want Jake to see this. Yes, just like that, baby. Beautiful. She's really beautiful, isn't she Jake? She feels so good too. So fucking tight and wet. I've got her completely soaking my cock. Not sure why you stepped out on this." Harry says as he rubs his palms over your ass.

You put your head down toward the cushion of the couch with your bum up. Harry climbs over you and spreads his legs so he's bent over you from behind, sort of like doggy style, but he's standing over you. Harry holds onto your hips and he enters you at this angle, where he's fucking down into you and Jake can see everything. You turn your neck a bit so you can make out Harry over you and you can see Jake's lap. Harry is hitting deep into your cunt this way and it's amazing the stamina he's got because this seems to be like a lot of work.

Harry's deep and hard thrusts are punching grunts out of you at each hit. It's so good and everything feels so fucking amazing. The sound of Harry's hips meeting yours, his balls thudding into you at each smack, the wet noise of your cunt sucking him in. You notice too that with this view of Jake's lap that he's got a boner. You can tell he's a little turned on by this. Interesting...

"How's this, baby? Is my cock making you feel good? Because your little pussy is making me lose my fucking mind." Harry is pounding away into you and you can feel yourself dripping down your thighs.

You can't make out many words because you're scrunched up to the couch and the cadence at which Harry is plunging into you is quite intense but you try your best.

"Yes. Fuuuu... Ugghhh... Feels so fucccckking goooood!" It took a lot of work to get those words out in between gasps of air. You take a hand and start rubbing at your clit but it's difficult, though you make it work. Harry's relentless pace is rocking you into the couch and you feel the gentle spring of another orgasm approaching you as you rub over your slippery clit.

Harry's moans are non stop. He's loving this angle and he could go all night like this. He's in incredible shape and he's very strong so he has no problem fucking you like this. Plus the view of your ass has him going berserk. You're so fucking pretty and you're really taking him so well.

“Fuck, baby… who does this pussy belong to? Hmm? Tell me.” A particularly sharp push into you has you yelping out. He’s so deep it aches but it makes the pleasure even more intense.

“Harry! Ahhhh! You! Fuuuck! It belongs… ahhuuuuhh… Shit. You, Harry! It’s yours, god!” He was relentless and your words were punctuated by each thrust. Spitting out a sentence was nearly impossible.

Harry groans into your ear as he leans over your back and continues rocking into you, “Baby, don’t tease me. Do you mean it? You’re pussy belongs to me?” With his slower pace now that he’s leaning over you, you’re finally able to form a sentence in answer.

“Yes, Harry. This pussy is yours. Fuck your cock makes me feel so good. Is your cock mine too?” You do your best to speak clearly and with your head turned you can see Harry’s profile while he’s fucking you.

Harry chokes out a moan before responding, “This cock is already yours, honey. Has been since the first day I laid eyes on you. Gonna treat so good. Mmm… fuck.”

You begin to unravel at his words. This was it. You and Harry were together now, there was no turning back after this. You were his. It made you dizzy how happy you were. You pushed yourself up, despite Harry’s grip on you and you turned your body slightly so you could pull Harry to your lips. As Harry continued fucking into you his lips smothered over yours and that’s all it took for your orgasm to burst through you.

You yelped and moaned loudly as Harry tried keeping his mouth over yours but it was no use. You were peeking in your second orgasm of the night and coming on Harry’s cock while his lips were on you was the most sensual thing you’d ever felt. His cock was magic and your walls pulsed around him as he continued to pump his hard prick deep into your tummy.

Harry wanted to come so bad but he had a pretty good hold of his urges and he wanted Jake to watch while he brought you to another orgasm.

Harry slowly pulled out of you and spread your cheeks to take a close look. You were fucking hot and he was on cloud 9. You turned to look at Harry and he saw your flushed cheeks and messy hair and felt like you were the prettiest thing he’d ever seen.

Harry plopped down onto the couch with his back against the back cushion, facing toward Jake. Harry dragged you over to him and sat you in his lap to straddle him.

“Can I get one more from you? Hmm? Have you just sit on me and grind over me while I’m deep inside you til you’re coming again.” He squeezed at your ass and you scooted in closer to him so your centers were pressed together.

You hold onto his shoulders and nod at him with a smile. You feel so relaxed now but you know you can come again for him. With a cock like his, and a dirty mouth like that it’s hard not to. You drop your gaze over Harry’s torso and he’s just so agonizingly sexy. From his tattoos, to the way his pectoral muscles are well shaped and defined, his hard nipples, and to the trail of sparse hairs that lead downward to his pelvis and scatter around his thick shaft.

He brings a hand up to the back of your neck and runs his fingers through the hairs on the nape of your neck and pulls your mouth to his. He still tastes and smells of you and his mouth is soft and wet on your lips. Harry moans into your mouth as you adjust yourself to bring his dick back into you. Keeping your lips on his you knee up a bit and position him at your entrance before slowly sinking down over him.

Harry throws his head back with mouth hung open and sucks in a sharp breath.

“God you feel so good like this. Want you like this all the time.” He lowers his hands back to your ass and helps you along as you rock your hips over him, seated fully into lap, and Harry bucks into you with his feet planted flat on the floor.

Your clit rubs against his pubic bone perfectly in this position, constant friction right where you need it. You moan Harry’s name and grasp harder onto his shoulders when he begins fucking up into you with more vigor. The pace is rough but it’s exactly what you need to start sliding into that fuzzy, tingly space where your orgasm begins its ascent.

“Oh my god Harry! Fuck! Oooohhhh…” your nails are digging into Harry’s flesh and it’s getting him off. He loves how it feels and looks forward to seeing the marks afterwards. Harry groans at the sight of you. As he’s bucking up into you it causes your tits to bounce. You’re beautiful and you’re his now.

“Are you my girl now? Hmm? All mine?” Harry asks with his eyes on yours.

You squeeze around him and just as you start to come you answer him, “Yes! I’m fucking yours, Harry! Fuck!” You unravel on his cock as your vision blurs, your ears begin to ring and you melt into a puddle.

Your orgasm triggers Harry’s and he releases everything he has into you. Gritting his teeth he groans and holds you down over him, pumping his hot come deep inside of you.

Jake’s view is of your ass with Harry’s balls tucked right under your pussy and his legs spread wide. It��s a lot like watching a porn except it’s his girlfriend being fucked by his boss and it pisses him off but at the same time, he’s quite aroused. The sounds you were making, how wet he could see you got, the couch hitting against the wall when Harry thrusted into you especially hard, it was all very erotic. Jake had a feeling that you’d eventually choose Harry.

When you and Harry have calmed down a little he begins to kiss you again. He’s still seated firmly inside of you, still hard as far as you can tell, and he holds onto the back of your neck, holding you close.

Soon, though, Harry’s come begins to drip out of you just a bit and Harry helps to lift you up. He angles you on his lap so your cunt is facing him and he can watch as his come drips out of your hole.

Harry grins and looks over your shoulder at Jake, “Should see this mate. Her sweet pussy is just dripping with my come. Was gonna make you watch my come dripping out of her but I think I want to keep this view to myself. Fuck. It’s beautiful.”

You roll your eyes at Harry’s comment and he smacks your outer thigh lightly with a cocky grin on his face, “Don’t roll your eyes at me. You like this shit, baby.”

After a bit of shuffling around and Harry suddenly realizing he doesn’t want Jake to look at your naked body, he’s standing in front of you to shield you as you quickly put your clothes back on at his urging.

Once the two of you are dressed and straightened out Harry takes the tape off Jake’s mouth and speaks to him.

“So, you’re debt free now. You’re lucky too, man. Wanted to hurt you. But I think this scenario works out best for everyone. You get to walk out of here on legs that work, I’m leaving with your girl, well, she’s not your girl anymore, and she’s gonna be treated like a queen from now on.”

Harry grasps your hand into his and pulls you with him as he makes for the door.

“Wait up! I’m still tied to this fucking chair! Are you gonna help?” Jake’s frantic voice stops Harry in his tracks.

“Ah, shit. I forgot man. I’ll tell Reggie to get you untied. Enjoy the rest of your evening because me and my new girlfriend sure will be.”

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The Assistant - Part 10**

Part 10 for Thanksgiving!

WC: 8.1 k

Warnings: oral (m receiving) with suggestive visual aids (bj scene from MP)

In the years that he had been in America, Harry had never celebrated Thanksgiving. Sure he had received invitations from colleagues or artists he knew, but he had a standing appointment with Tom. However, now that he was dating Y/N he would need to cancel on Tom and spend the holiday with Y/N and her grandparents. He was assuming they would ask, it was just a couple days away. 

“Hey, Mr. Styles?” He heard Y/N through the door.

“Come in!” He responded with a grin and soon she swung open the door and peered in, “Mr. Bluthe is here to see you.” She said and he furrowed his brows. The only Mr. Bluthe he knew of was the old man that owned his local pub back in London.

“Bluthe you say?” He asked standing up and she nodded and then shot him a wink and he immediately knew it was Tom up to some shenanigan.

“Yes. He’s out in the reception area by Judy.” She explained and Harry knew that Tom was about to attempt a jump scare when he rounded the corner. He knew his best friend’s antics too well.

“Very well.” He said and walked to his office door and before Y/N could walk off to settle into her seat he pulled her back until their faces were touching and he smiled down at her as she peered up at him with a small smile. “He’s hiding around the corner isn’t he?” Harry asked in a whisper.

“Yeah.” She sniggered and he quickly pecked her lips.

“By the way, I really like it when you call me Mr. Styles.” He grinned and she playfully rolled her eyes as his hands started migrating down to her bum.

“That is quite enough, sir. We’re in the office!” She giggled and he hummed. They still hadn’t told anyone at work about their relationship so they were still being careful.

“Sir? Mr. Styles?” He questioned with a grin, “You’re absolutely working me up.” He confessed and she hummed.

“Maybe we should take the scenic route home.” She suggested and he smirked.

“Oh, we’re definitely taking the scenic route home.” He hummed before pulling away and Harry picked up a magazine from the little reception area in their corner of the office and headed in the direction where Tom was hiding. He rolled it up and as soon as he reached the corner Tom jumped out with a shout and Harry landed a smack right to his groin with the magazine causing him to hunch over and groan as Harry laughed his ass off, “Serves you right, you wanker.” He mumbled as he helped him stand upright after Tom’s pain subsided and Harry’s laughter died down, “You’re not that clever, you know.” Harry sniggered and Tom shook his head.

“I trusted you.” Tom pointed to Y/N with a dramatic frown on his face and she shrugged.

“Sorry, Tom. My loyalties lie with the boss first.” She giggled and he shook his head dramatically.

“Traitor.” He mumbled and Y/N playfully rolled her eyes before settling herself into her seat.

“What’s the occasion for the visit?” Harry asked him.

“Not getting my bollocks busted, that’s for certain.” He returned with an unamused look and Harry grinned mischievously, his pretty, little dimple carved deep into his cheek and Tom shook his head with a chuckle. “I wanted to tell you that our tradition will be put on pause this year because Jenny’s managed to get me invited for Thanksgiving dinner.” He said with a smile and Harry hugged him tight. 

“Oh, that’s great!” He said with excitement, “So happy that you get to go with her, mate.” He said as he reared back and Y/N was also smiling wide. This was definitely a milestone for them. Y/N still hadn’t asked Harry, it kept slipping her mind because they’d get distracted with other things.

“Yeah, want to leave a really good impression.” He said and Harry nodded in agreement, “Even going to take a fucking trifle.” 

“Can you even make a trifle?” Harry teased and Tom scoffed.

“Pffft… no.” he said and Harry cackled, “Quit being an arse. I asked the ladies at the pub if one of them could cook one up for me and they agreed. Picking it up on Thursday so it’s nice and fresh.” He said and Harry nodded.

“Well I’m really glad that you get to go and have dinner with them. Lay on the charm thick, you hear?” Harry reminded and Tom nodded, “And don’t be too British with your sense of humor. The American’s don’t typically like that.” He said and Tom sighed. He was rather sarcastic and dry with his sense of humor and it often missed around the people here.

“Fuck, yes I know that.” He mumbled.

“And one last thing.” Harry said.

“What’s that?”

“Just be your friendly and sweet self and her dad’ll have to come around. You’ve got everyone in your pocket and you’ve got a lot to offer her. He just wants to know that you can take care of Jenny.” Harry reminded, “You’re a fucking ace. You know, I know it, and Jenny knows it.” Harry smiled and Y/N bit her lip to prevent herself from cooing.

“Thanks, mate.” He smiled up at Harry who then just gave him a big hug, “And what’re you going to be doing?”

“I presume I’ll be over at Y/N’s?” He said in more of a question and they both turned to her.

“Oh yes! I’ve been meaning to invite you but you’re very distracting.” She said and he grinned, “You’d like to come right?” She asked expectantly.

“Of course I’d like to come.” He grinned and shot her wink and Y/N rolled her eyes at him as he started to laughed.

“You’re sickening.” Tom muttered lowly, “Just can’t help yourself, can you?” He asked with a chuckle and Harry smirked. “Lease you can do is feign decency in front of your girl, mate.” Tom chastised him and Harry bit on his lip to suppress his grin.

“Well, while I have you here do you want to join us for lunch? We were just going to go down the street to the diner.” Harry offered.

“Yeah, alright. Let’s go then.” Tom smiled. Harry had a meeting shortly after they returned but Tom hung out with Y/N for a bit more until she got a wave of continuous calls and he decided to head out. Y/N only had to attend one meeting with Harry and once she was back from that she made sure to call her grandparents and let them know that she wouldn’t be home for dinner, it was a white lie when she told them that Harry’s meetings were running late, but they didn’t hassle her about it.

“Ah, it’s been a long day.” Harry sighed as he came back from his final meeting. It was about to be five and she nodded as she continued organizing to close out the day.

“Yeah, you got tons of calls.” She informed him, “There’s like 10 notes on your desk.” She offered him a sympathetic smile and she shook his head.

“It’ll be tomorrow’s problem. And at least tomorrow’s a half day!” He said and she smiled, “I’m just going to put these away and we can head home. Do you still want to come over mine for a bit?” He asked her and she nodded with a smile. “Good.”

Harry had been under a lot of stress lately. This was the first week that he had been finishing up early enough to driver her home in about a month. The fall was a very busy season, tons of new recordings and proposals were coming in for the Christmas season and this was also a year in which the board was evaluating the branches of the label and well that in and of itself was stressful, even if Harry knew that he was doing a solid job. He’d been having late nights and she could tell that despite the biggest rush slowing down he was still tired. Maybe they’d decided to ease up as it was Thanksgiving week, whatever the reason be, she was just glad that he wasn’t as on edge as he had been over the last month. Y/N grabbed her purse and made her way into Harry’s office quietly, he glanced up and smiled at her briefly before he  continued organizing the papers laid out on his desk. She came in further and set her bag down on the coffee table he had in there before going up behind him and placing her hands on his shoulders which relaxed upon receiving her touch and she smiled as she kneaded at them gently and he groaned lowly.

“Feels nice.” He mumbled and she smiled.

“Good.” She responded.

“Been staring at papers all day my eyes burn.” He complained and she frowned.

“Want me to help you organize these so we can go? I can continue rubbing out your shoulders at home.” She suggested.

“Yes, please, baby.” He said and she smiled as she came around and stood beside him as he explained how it needed to be as he just pulled her onto his lap and she smiled as he planted kisses against her face as she did as he instructed her. But he was growing hard beneath her, she could feel it and he was needy, “Kiss me.” He said and she sighed.

“Baby, we’re still in the office.” She reminded, “Let’s just wait until we’re home.” She said and he smiled.

“I like it when you refer to my house as home.” He said and she felt her heart flutter in her chest, “I’m happy you feel at home in my space.” He hummed lowly and she grinned.

“I do feel at home in your space, but also just being around you in general feels like home.” She said craning her neck a bit to glance back at him.

“Y’say things like tha’and you don’t want to kiss me?” He grumbled and she giggled.

“I do want to kiss you. All the time! But we agreed not at work.” She reminded as she reached for the final stack of papers.

“But it’s after five.” He reminded and she giggled as he nuzzled into her neck and kissed her there making her giggle.

“That tickles.” 

“Baby…” he whined and she smiled as she continued reading over the page in her hand.

“Yes?”

“Let me kiss you.” He whined again and she sighed.

“Fine. One kiss.” She said and he was quick to reach around her and take the papers from her hand and set them off to the side before he rolled his seat back a bit and pressed her to stand and she giggled, “What are you-” she was cut off by a small shriek as he spun her around and grabbed her by the backs of her thighs and set her on his desk with a soft thump and now they were face to face and he smiled as his nose playfully nudged at hers as he held her face between his hands.

“Want it to be a really good kiss.” He said softly and she smiled as he started to lean in. He grazed their lips teasingly a few times before he finally gave her a proper kiss, but naturally it transformed into a full on make out session. Soft groans and moans filled the space of his office as their tongues moved together expertly by now and his hands were at her hips now, holding her flush against the bulge in his slacks as he gently humped at her. She parted her mouth and then took his bottom lip between her own and sucked on it a bit, driving him absolutely feral. She then gently sunk her teeth in and he smiled as she did this.

“Oh my! I’m so sorry!” They suddenly heard and they both pulled apart when they realized they weren’t alone and his door creaked a bit indicating it had been pushed to close a bit.

“Judy?” Harry called out in confusion and she just stuck her hand in to confirm it was her. Y/N felt that her face was on fire and slid down from his desk.

“Yes, it’s me!” She responded and he chuckled.

“You can come in!” he called back, “Baby, get in front of me m’so fucking hard.” He said to her lowly and she nodded and placed herself so that the outline of his hard on wasn’t on full display. He just had to be wearing a blue suit today.

“Are you sure?” She asked.

“I’m positive.” He chuckled and she stepped back in slowly and as she saw them she smiled as she looked over both of them.

“I can’t say that I haven’t been hoping for this since the day you met.” Judy confessed with a smirk and Harry’s face went all pink and Y/N giggled timidly. 

“I promise that I just got a little carried away” Harry defended nervously, “We ummm- we haven’t…like…done that ever! Well, we have before, but not in the office! Ever!” He rambled and Y/N shook her head with secondhand embarrassment as she felt the blood rush all through her face and to the tips of her ears as she looked at Judy who was laughing softly.

“It’s alright, Harry.” She assured, “Believe me when I say I have seen far worse before than some passionate kissing. This was only shocking because well, quite frankly the only other person I’ve seen in your office this late over the last four years is Tom!” She said and Harry chuckled nervously, “Never thought I’d see the day you’d have a girl in here!” She giggled and Y/N grinned upon hearing this.

“Either way, I’m sorry. It shouldn’t have happened.” He said again bashfully.

“It’s alright.” She assured again, “I will also keep this to myself, don’t you two fret.” She reassured them.

“Thank you.” Y/N said and Judy nodded.

“Ummm, is there something I can help with?” Harry asked, bringing the topic off of he and Y/N and Judy’s eyes lit up.

“Right!” She said, “I was just coming by to ask if you wanted to join my husband and I for Thanksgiving. Maybe bring Tom? Our son can’t make it this year and so we were trying to think of who might be in need of a little family time. It’s our first one alone.” She explained.

“That’s kind of you, but I’m sorry I can’t. I’m actually going to be spending it with Y/N’s family.” He said and Judy grinned wider as her eyebrows arched up.

“Oh, so this is a relationship?” She asked and Harry blushed but nodded.

“Yes,” he chuckled, “I’m… uh, quite in love with her.” He said glancing down to Y/N and she smiled up at him tenderly and then at Judy.

“Oh, you two!” Judy smiled happily and Harry and Y/N chuckled.

“Ummm, what if we stop by on Friday for dinner?” He asked Judy, “Us two and I can also ask Tom if he can come. Maybe he’ll want to bring his girl too?” He asked.

“Oh, we would love that! The more the merrier!” Judy agreed eagerly and Harry took down her address and they finalized the plan before she bid them a good night and assured them she’d see them in a few days which they agreed and soon they started to pack up.

“The one time we get a little carried away.”

“Judy won’t say anything.” Y/N said.

“I know but you were right about wanting to wait. Sorry.”

“It’s OK.” She said and tiptoed to kiss his chin and he smiled down at her, “Do your eyes still burn?” She asked him and he nodded, “Do you want me to drive?” She asked.

“Yeah, baby.”

“OK.” She smiled and soon they were off towards his place. Harry was quite happy she had driven, he tended to be so tense during his commute, but it was nice to just stare out the window and look at the city around him. He really missed England but he really loved California and now that he had Y/N staying here was even more alluring. He wanted to have her meet his family, he wanted to take her to England for Christmas, maybe even her grandparents too so that they wouldn’t be all alone. They were sweet and great fun and she knew that his own grandparents would love them and find plenty to bond over with them. Before he even realized it they were pulling up to his parking stall and he turned to her with a smile.

“You’re a great driver by the way. Might make you do it more often.” He said and she giggled.

“I definitely will if you want me to. I like driving.” She said and he leaned over and kissed her quickly.

“C’mon.” He said and they got down and carefully made their way over to the far entrance of his home. He unlocked and slid open the door before hurrying to switch on one lamp as she slipped out of her heels and put her purse down on a cabinet he had by the door. Harry immediately shrugged off his jacket and draped it over a side chair as he leaned down to untie his shoes, “Are you hungry or thirsty?” He asked.

“Not hungry, could have a drink though.” She said, “I’ll get it though, you sit. What do you want?” She asked him.

“Just whiskey, please.” He said and she headed off towards the kitchen. He had a little cocktail nook and she felt so fancy going there to prepare drinks. Harry busied himself at the record player console he had, he was crouched down looking through his vinyls to choose something.

“Neat?” He heard Y/N call out.

“Yeah, baby!” He responded as he smiled once he found his old Peggy Lee vinyl, well it was his mum’s. He had heard it once and when he moved he made sure it came with him. Harry was very passionate about rock and roll but he was well aware that jazz and blues played a pivotal part in its creation and he had a big obsession with jazz artists as well and something about Peggy Lee’s voice completely captivated him, he decided he was putting that on. Then he went to the fireplace an switched on the gas line before adding a piece of the logs he had bought and then tucked a match beneath it. The old scraps of paper he had tossed in prior started to burn quickly and he sighed in satisfaction. Finally, he plopped down on the couch as he waited for Y/N to return with their drinks. He wanted to set a more romantic mood so he leaned over and switched off the lamp now that the fire had started. The light from the kitchen still gave them a bit more light from afar, leaving them in a dim warm glow. It was only a few moments when Y/N was sashaying back into the room with a smile.

“Peggy Lee?!” She asked with excitement as she approached him.

“You know of her?” He asked with a smile.

“Baby, of course. She’s one of the label’s own! But also, one of my grandfather’s friends used to play drums for a little jazz combo and he was obsessed with her. They would watch me after school and he’d always be playing her music.” She smiled, “I grew to love her.” She said and he hummed.

“C’mere.” He said patting his lap and she smiled as she handed him his drink before she straddled his lap, “Lay one on me.” He mumbled as he perked up his lips and she giggled before kissing him quickly. They took a moment to have a sip of their drinks before looking back into each others eyes. The music and mood lighting were doing a lot for them right now. She took a moment to study over him. He was so handsome and chiseled, it was envious really. His hair was set perfectly and his big, green eyes were focused on her. She then looked over his lips and bit down on her bottom lip as he smiled at her gawking.

“You’re a complete stud.” She complimented and he chuckled timidly, “M’not joking. You’re so fucking perfect.” She hummed as she leaned in to him again and kissed him slowly, careful not to spill his or her drink as their lips met passionately she parted with a small gasp and hummed with a smile, “So dreamy.” She said as she pecked his lips again. Harry had never been complimented like this before and it made him feel a little shy, but he also loved it. Love to hear how handsome she thought he was, “God, when you look at me like that I’m sure you could get me to do just about anything.” She whispered and he smirked.

“Anything?” He asked and she nodded with her own lip bitten between her teeth now, waiting for his request.

“What do you want, baby?” She asked as she ran her free hand up and down his clothed chest, “Been working so hard lately, wanna take good care of you.” She said and he hummed.

“Want you on your knees for me. Want to stuff that pretty, little mouth with my cock.” He muttered against her lips and her eyes fluttered closed as she let out a soft little moan as their lips met hotly. She reached for his drink and pulled back quickly to lean over to the side table and place the glasses down there before she grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him hungrily as she ground herself down into her lap. His big hands settled over her ass, pushing and pulling her pliant body, guiding her movements over his throbbing erection. He started groaning into her mouth and she slid her hands down to start to loosen up his neck tie a bit and then her fingers got distracted with undoing the buttons of his dress shirt, “Fuck baby, need your mouth.” He panted and she nodded and slid down to the carpeted flier beneath them and he slouched himself a bit lower on the couch to help her be able to pull his trousers and briefs down far enough to free his aching cock. It sprang up quickly and she immediately reached for it, encasing it in her warm palm and giving it a light squeeze which made him sigh in satisfaction. She glanced up at him as she tugged downwards, his foreskin rolling down easily to reveal the dark pink, leaky tip of his cock. She licked over her lips at the sight and it made the pounding of his heart intensify with anticipation.

“Even your cock is pretty.” She said and the soft little breaths from her words had his tummy fluttering.

“Please, baby.” He sighed in impatience and just then Fever started to play and he bit down on his lip because he had no idea he needed to get a blow job to this song until his girl’s spit was slipping down the shaft of his cock. 

Harry was desperate, his chest was rising and falling hard as her gentle and easy strokes, but he was dying to feel her mouth. He tossed his head back in satisfaction as she fisted over the very tip of his cock, his eyes were transfixed on the ceiling as he tried not to get built up too quickly, but he was so sensitive. They hadn’t had sex in almost three weeks, he was even busy on the weekends and had been traveling a lot, so he was really needy for her, his hips involuntarily thrust up into her fist and she looked up at his inhaling deeply, trying to keep his composure and she knew she had him. Without any warning she leaned over him and tongued at the slit at the top of his cock before sucking it and trapping it in between her lips. 

Harry gasped and shot up to be able to look at her. She was already looking up at him and he started breathing heavier before he tossed his head back into the couch cushion again as his eyes fluttered closed and his mouth quirked into a satisfied smile.

Y/N also slightly smiled around his prick as she started sinked down about halfway. It made her burn from the inside out as she watched him slowly lose his composure. He struggled for a proper deep breath, his breaths were heavy and shallow. He would chance a glance down at her and groan before shaking his head and staring back at the ceiling with a grin. It made her feel so good about the job she was doing; it was so wet and sloppy and noisy. But she was very into this and that made it even more erotic for Harry; he had never been sucked off this way, in a way he could tell that the person doing it was enjoying it and it was a game changer for sure. They were so enraptured in the moment that they didn’t even hear the record end.

“I’m so close!” He suddenly gasped and she moaned around him and brought her other hand to the lower half of his shaft as she started to stroke in time with her sucks. Y/N was shocked by how quickly he was coming undone but it stroked her ego and she got even more into it. Moaning around his cock as her spit dripped down to lubricate the lower half of his cock as she started stroking a bit faster. His hips started bucking up towards her mouth as his fingers buried themselves into the couch cushions. As much as he wanted to delved into her hair and guide her over his length, she had her hair up and he couldn’t wreck it and have her show up at home with swollen lips and wrecked hair, a dead giveaway it would be. 

“Oh fuck, baby!” He whispered. It was so good that all he could do was struggle to breathe, he couldn’t even moan, she was sucking the come out of his balls, he could almost feel his balls drawing up in time with her fervent sucks and he just couldn’t take it anymore, “W-want you to swallow all of my sperm.” He panted horsely and she moaned in acknowledgment and it wasn’t even ten seconds later that he was completely frozen and gasping as his warm, milky load of come erupted from his tip and flooded her mouth. She moaned yet again as she slowed her sucks and strokes, somehow tuning to the rhythm at which his body was pulsing internally. He glanced down again with a slack jaw and creased eyebrows, almost looking like he was in pain to watch her throat bobbing as she swallowed his cum. He smiled again as he started to come down from it, he was in total disbelief of how quickly he had unraveled for her. She was gentle as she worked him through it until she finally popped off of his semi hard cock and it pulsed steadily as it started to soften against his thigh. He looked down at her again and swallowed thickly before letting out a breathy laugh and she licked over her lips.

“What?” She asked before biting down on her lip nervously and he shook his head.

“That was just really, really great, baby.” He said with a smile and she grinned with pride.

“Good.” She responded as she pressed herself back onto the couch and sat beside him and he pulled her in for a kiss. He moaned as he sucked at her tongue for a few seconds before pulling away.

“Really fucking great. Never going to forget how that felt.” He said again. 

“Y’always take such great care of me, wanted to return to the favor.” She shrugged, “Really like it too. Sucking you off.” She said and he groaned as he squeezed his eyes shut dramatically and she giggled.

“Gonna kill me.” He muttered.

“Hope not. Who am I supposed to suck off if you die?” She asked and he chuckled.

“Wanna make you feel good too.” He said and she shook her head.

“Nope, want it to be about you tonight. Still owe you a back rub.”

“F’you give me a back rub after that I will pass right out and how are you gonna get home?” He asked and she pouted.

“Baby, I owed you one.”

“Would your grandparents hate me if you stayed the night?”

“I don’t think so. Let me give them a call, OK? Why don’t you go have a nice hit shower and I’ll wait in the room?” She asked and he hummed before kissing her lips and he headed off to his room while she went off to the kitchen to use the phone. She didn’t lie this time, she told her grandma that Harry had a rough day and was rather tired, she would give him a shoulder rub and put him right to sleep and her grandma cooed with endearment and said something about Harry realizing that she would make the perfect wife and Y/N giggled. “Thank you for understanding.” She hummed.

“Of course, sweetheart. We’re just really happy that you’re this happy. Not that you haven’t been before, but it’s different now.” She explained and Y/N bit her lip and nodded.

“Yeah, it is.” She agreed, “I love you, gram. See you tomorrow, OK?”

“Love you.” She responded before mumbling goodnight and then they hung up. She threw out the drinks they had abandoned and then made her way into the bedroom to steal some clothes before heading over to the other bathroom and having a quick body shower. Harry still wasn’t out when she emerged so she just laid in his bed and waited just a bit longer before the water shut off and then he came back out in his sleeping pants and no shirt.

“Had a quick shower in the other bathroom.” She said to him as he looked down at her.

“No wonder the water went cold for like 10 minutes.” He said with narrowed eyes and she giggled.

“Sorry.” She laughed and he shook his head, “ Come lay down so I can get on that back rub.” She reminded and he didn’t have to be told twice. With some guidance she was able to find a lavender essence oil he had laying around somewhere and she sat right above his bum before lathering her hands up a bit and running them over his back. She lived with two older people, she was good at massages and rubs. And so when she saw Harry’s body just melt into the mattress as he hummed lowly she smiled to herself. She was gentle as she worked out any knots or bumps she felt in places where there ought to be none. She also worker her way up the back of his neck and down his jaw.

“Baby, got knots in your jaw.” She whispered with a frown.

“Yeah, I clench it a lot.” He sighed, voice mostly muffled by the mattress. She was careful as she kneaded those out and when she was done he turned his head back on its side and he peered up at her with one eye, “You’re too good to me.” He croaked out and she smiled.

“S’nothing, baby. You deserve the whole world.” She assured him, “Gonna do your lower back now and you’ll be good to go.” She said and quickly kiss his cheek and slid down to the back of his thighs and as soon as she started kneading at his lower back he moaned in delight. Once she had finished with that she noticed his eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. She dated her fingers up his entire back before lightly scratching down all the way and he hummed. She did this a few times before he pressed himself up a bit, still in a haze.

“Oh god, gross. I’ve just dribbled all over the bed.” He mumbled sleepily and she giggled as he brought a hand up to wipe over his mouth. She got up to get the hand towel and he blotted at the stain in slight embarrassment.

“You’re fine, Harry.” She assured with a smile before taking it back to the bathroom and he just rolled onto his back, his eyes still lidded.

“Thank you.” He hummed.

“Any time. I mean that.” She added in and he smiled, “Are you hungry? I know you’re all sleepy now, but I can whip something up if you’re hungry.”

“Not really, you?” She shook her head.

“Already brushed my teeth.” 

“Me too. Let’s just get into bed then.” He suggested and this time around he was the one who was cuddled into her chest. Her soft kisses to his head and shoulder were feathery and helped lull him to sleep faster than he had been able to in a good while. 

Y/N liked this, taking care of him this way - she’d always felt a silent disappointment towards those women she knew were intelligent and full of agency and then just gave everything up to dote on their husbands. She had plenty of friends who dropped out of university to become housewives - it was always sad to her in a way. All that potential and for what? But she supposes she had never loved someone so much that all she wanted to do was look after them. She understood it now, it was different with Harry. Sure she was tender and sweet and loving before, but he brought it out of her in a new way. Acts of service had never really been a love language she liked too much but as she saw first hand tonight, it was nice to do something just for your lover’s sake. She hadn’t even come tonight but she didn’t even need to, she was just satisfied with how well she was able to take care of him. 

It did scare her sometimes, just how much she loved him. She hadn’t been exaggerating when she told him that he could ask her for just about anything and she’d do it. Her brain was telling her that it was illogical and stupid to think that way - it would remind her that if this all failed that she would be in utter devastation. But her her heart and gut reminded her of the beauty of falling in love. Of feeling like you’re walking on air. Of not thinking so much for once and just feeling everything that love made her feel. She was reminded that her heart was safe with someone so special and wonderful, someone who changed her life in the absolute best way and she never wanted to do anything to jeopardize that. She wanted to make sure that he too felt safe and loved with her. She hoped and prayed every single day that they would make it. She really wanted them to make it.

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It was now Thanksgiving day and on this day Y/N was grateful for her grandmother’s kindness. Usually she had to be down in the kitchen at 7am helping to prep for dinner, but when Y/N’s eyes blinked open of their own accord that morning she looked at her clock and was absolutely shocked that it was nearing midday. She rushed down to apologize for sleeping in so late but she saw that her grandmother was very calmly pouring the pumpkin mix into the pie dish for the pumpkin pie. 

“You didn’t wake me?” Y/N asked.

“No, sweetheart. Changed it up a bit this year so it wasn’t all that much work.” She informed.

“Oh.”

“Do you think Harry likes shepherd’s pie? Agatha from down the street told me it was a popular British meal and I wanted to make something to help him feel at home. Copied down her recipe, it only takes about an hour.” She explained and Y/N’s smile softened.

“Oh, grandma.” She hummed, “I’m sure he’ll be appreciative.” She assured her and she smiled, “What else are we having?”

“Candied yams and green bean casserole, your grandfather would have a fit if we skipped out on that.” She said and Y/N grinned, “And some other roasted vegetables.” 

“OK, well I’m going to wash up and I then come down and help.” Y/N assured and her grandmother nodded. Soon she was back and out of her pajamas and she started washing vegetables as her grandmother set the pumpkin pie in the oven, she made the best pie. Dinner was at 6pm, like every night. It was around 2pm when Harry called and asked if he should bring anything, Y/N told him to just bring some wine and then she was off to get ready. They took turns cooking everything else in the oven and eventually headed up to start getting ready. They sky had already grown dark by the time Harry was knocking on the door around 5:30, Y/N knew it was him, who else could it be? She rushed down and swung the door opened with a bright smile and he just looked her over for a moment with a look of adoration.

“You look beautiful.” He said softly as he handed her a bouquet of yellow roses and she smiled and tiptoed to kiss his lips quickly.

“Thanks and you look handsome as ever.” She hummed.

“By the way, those are for your grandmother, I got you something else.” 

“Something else?” She asked and he nodded with a grin, “I’ll show you later.” He said and she was a bit nervous but led him inside anyway.

“Smells amazing.” He mumbled quietly and she smiled. When she led him into the kitchen he greeted her grandmother with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and a cheerful “Happy Thanksgiving!” and her grandfather with a big hug as well.

“Please sit, we’ll bring everything out in just a minute.” Cristina, her grandmother insisted. Harry and her grandfather went over to the dining table and caught up while Y/N and Cristina each took a dish. Her grandmother was very eager to have Harry see the shepherd’s pie and it was the very first dish she brought out and he made a big deal about it, almost knowing that’s what she was hoping for.

“Oh my goodness, you really didn’t have to!” He insisted with a smile.

“I wanted to do something to remind you of home.” She explained with a kind smile, “Besides, you’re the first guest we’ve had in I don’t even know how long! Had to switch it up a bit.” She said.

“Well, thank you so much, this is very sweet of you. I can’t wait to try it.” He smiled excitedly and then glanced to Y/N who was giggling quietly. Her grandmother had a huge but harmlesscrush on Harry, it was adorable. Soon enough they were sitting at the table saying grace before they dug in. Harry also made a big fuss about the shepherd’s pie once he tried it. Insisting that whatever she had done to season the meat and veggies tasted almost identical to his grandmother’s recipe, this sent her over the moon and Y/N thought that he was just being nice, but when he went in for a second helping of it she knew he was being genuine about it. He also really enjoyed everything else there was and when her grandmother brought the pie out Harry looked to Y/N with a pained look and she giggled.

“I was hoping there was pumpkin pie. S’one of my most favorite American things ever.” He said excitedly.

“Well, hers has won a prize in our city’s fair so you can bet it’s delicious!” Y/N assured. They served themselves a slice before they got to talking and playing a card came after Harry cracked open the bottle of wine. After a good while of conversation Y/N had busied herself with packing up the left overs while Harry chatted animatedly with her grandparents.

**********

“Now that Y/N’s distracted,” Harry said, “Christmas is coming up and I would really love it if she could meet my family.” He explained and Cristina pouted in endearment at this. “I know we’ve only been seeing each other for a few months but she’s just so dear to me and I just know in my heart that she’s the person I want to spend my life with and I want my family to finally meet her. I talk to them about her so much, it’s only right that they meet her before we further our relationship.” He said and David smiled, “I was wondering if it would be alright for me to take her over there this Christmas?” He asked hopefully.

“Over there as in England?” Cristina asked and he nodded.

“If I have your permission everything is taken care of. We’d just need to get her a passport as soon as possible.” He chuckled nervously.

“Ummm, yes that would be alright with me.” David smiled. He was much more serious that Cristina, but he was a romantic, Y/N had told him before, he was into the big gestures and thoughtful little things, much like Harry was, “I think that’s a fabulous idea.” 

“Really?” Harry asked brightly in disbelief and both he and Cristina nodded with glee, “Oh my goodness, thank you!” He beamed in excitement, “I’ll talk to her in a bit and see if she’s up for it. Also, I ummm, I want to thank you both for opening your home up to me these last few months. I’ve been here for a few years and while I have friends the dynamic is different with them than with family, you know?” He asked and they nodded, “My family is quite close so the move out here was hard, but you all remind me so much of the dynamic back at home and I couldn’t be more grateful for meeting you and Y/N, it’s been really wonderful.” He expressed and Cristina smiled.

“Oh Harry, we truly enjoy having you here! It feels like we’ve known you for ages!” Cristina expressed and he smiled.

“You know, Harry, we’ve been chatting a lot about this lately, about how fortunate it was that Y/N ended up working for you. I fear that at that point in time she was starting to give up a bit, you know? Lose heart in what she’s passionate about. And from the very first day she met you, I think she spilled a coffee or something?”

“Oh, yes.” He chuckled and they did as well.

“She was just so impressed by the way you handled things. Thank you for respecting her and supporting her. I don’t think she’s ever been happier and we’re not her parents, but we’ve raised her, her whole life, and it means the world to us to ummm-” he cleared his throat, “to finally see her being as well off as she deserves.” He trailed off a bit and Harry could see his  and Cristina’s eyes gloss up a bit and it made his heart lurch.

“You’ve done such a wonderful job with her and ummm, I just love her so much.” He admitted to them with a smile before he bit his lip, “She certainly deserves the world and I will do everything I can to ensure that she knows just how much she’s worth.” He said and they both smiled.

“What’s going on here?” Y/N suddenly asked as she saw them all sharing quiet smiles.

“Oh nothing, just telling Harry thanks for being a good boyfriend to you.” Cristina said and Y/N smiled.

“Good? Best boyfriend ever.” She added in and Harry’s cheeks went all pink as she said this, “I also packed you some left overs.” She said to him.

“Oh great, thank you.” He hummed happily.

“Well, it’s still early, does anyone want a tea or a coffee.”

“I would happily take a coffee.” David said with a sigh.

“Likewise.” Harry added in.

“Y/N come help me.” Cristina said as she stood and Y/N squeezed Harry’s shoulder before heading off behind her grandmother. 

She went to grab the mugs as Cristina put on the kettle to boil the water ad then Y/N started to sort out the coffee pot. 

“Sweetheart?” Cristina said.

“Yes?” Y/N asked as she turned towards her grandmother with a smile.

“You’re 24 now, right?” Cristina asked and she nodded, “And Harry is?”

“28.” She said and Cristina hummed.

“So both adults.”

“Yes.” Y/N giggled, “Why, what’s this about?” She asked and Cristina smiled at her knowingly.

“He can spend the night, you know?” Cristina said and Y/N felt her entire face grow hot as her grandmother said this, “As exhilarating as it must be to have him climb up a tree and into your window like some star-crossed lovers, I think it’s much safer to just have him use the front door, no?” She asked with a smirk and Y/N covered her face with her hands as her grandmother laughed softly at her embarrassment.

“Oh my god…”

“It’s perfectly fine, your grandfather snuck into my house many times when we were younger.” She assured, “Mr. Fishburn, from across the street, tells your grandfather the next morning, every time.” She said.

“Oh god…”

“He said that he noticed it was only when Harry would come over so he started watching. But either way, your grandfather thought it was sweet that you two want to spend more time together.” Her grandmother smiled, “But I just wanted to let you know.”

“Wonderful, thank you.”

“Of course.” He grandmother grinned.

************

“I still can’t believe they’ve known I’ve snuck in all these times.” Harry laughed softly about this for maybe the hundredth time since Y/N had told him about it. It was about 11pm and they were cuddled up by the fireplace just wrapped in each other as they chatted.

“I’m still so embarrassed. Mr. Fishburn is so nosy…”

“They said it’s fine. But I can’t believe you never just asked. I’ve risked my life at least six times climbing up that bloody tree.” He said through a chuckle and she laughed as well.

“Yeah, sorry baby.” She hummed and he grinned.

“You’re perfect so I forgive you.” He hummed and she smiled, “So earlier when I was talking to your grandparents?”

“Mmm-hmm?” She asked him to continue.

“I uh- I was asking them i-if, and you can say no if it’s too soon or if you just don’t want to do this,” he slipped in, “but I asked i-if it would be alright if you uh-came back t-to England with me for Christmas?” He asked and her mouth slightly dropped open.

“Wait seriously?” She asked softly and he nodded.

“I talk to my family about you all the time and have them all riled up to meet you,” he chuckled nervously, “Ummm, I just know they’re going to love you as much I do.” He said and Y/N swallowed thickly.

“I love you too and I would be honored to go with you.” She said and he was beaming now. His heart was pounding with excitement and he just surged forward and kissed her deeply before they split apart.

“Oh baby, I’m so excited!” He parted from her for a second before kissing her again and then pulling back, “We’re going to have loads of fun! I’m going to take you to all my favorite places and you’ll also get to meet some of my mates! And you’ll see why I tell you that our grandparents are the same!” And he just went on and on with excitement and Y/N was also feeling really great about getting to meet all of the important people in his life. She nodded along as he started telling her stories about people and places back home and she swore that the more and more he spoke, the more and more she fell in love with him.

#writing #the assistant series #the assistant mini series #the assistant #harrys tyles fanfic #harry styles fan fic #harry styles fan fiction #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff #harry styles au #boyfriend harry #boyfriendrry #ceo harry #boss harry #bossrry #boss x assistant trope #0nlythrowharrybeaux

[ethernalium]

me trying to hug a fictional character I like:

#squall leonhart #cloud strife #big boss #serge lynx #solid snake #kazuhira miller #revolver ocelot #aya brea #jill valentine #harry mason #heather mason #james sunderland #chris redfield #leon kennedy #ethan winters #siphi belnades #vlad dracula tepes #alucard #rotos the lost groom #ursala the mourner #dr aki #terra branford #celes chere #rinoa heartilly #seifer almasy #sora #sephiroth #ultimecia #kuja #ardyn izunia

[pooks]

a little continuation on my previous post.

in a little "what if", Ron decided to send a letter, tell Percy what Umbridge did to Harry in detention and sent proof (a photo of Harry's craved hand)

Percy reads it once, sets down the letter slowly and then decided "nope, time to overthrow this fucking circus to ministry and throw that hag in prison"

next thing Arthur hears is that Percy decked Fudge in the face, let the newspapers print out all his sketchy affairs with proof. it's the scandal of the decade, a massive headache for the auror department, the toad got arrested for "physical abuse, torture of a minor and possession of a Dark object" and the public loudly demands that Percy takes over as minister

Arthur fears it's the Black Family Madness™

Molly is so scared that Percy is gonna get thrown into jail or worse

Bill and Charlie has One Fear™, that is Percival Ignatius Weasley

Sirius laughs at everything and finds this utterly hilarious

Fred, George and Ginny try to understand what is going on and wonders if Percy has finally lost it

Hermione is speechless for the first time

Harry is just :o

Ron doesn't know what to do, all he wanted to do was to throw some shit in Percy's face. he didn't expect him to go Big Brother Mode and fix everything again.

Percy: *sips on tea* and that was that Tuesday. wonder what I'll do next week.

Percy Weasley: overthrows sadistic teacher, corrupt politician and the whole ministry in one day.

what an icon.

#hp headcanon #percy weasley #percy weasley headcanon #hp what if #hp canon divergence #percy weasley overthrows the ministry #like a boss #percy weasley: what an icon #arthur is SURE its his mother's black family madness coming back to haunt him #he feared only one person and that was his mother cedrella #and now her spirit lives in his third son #Sirius LOVES this turn of evengs #harry is vaguely overwhelmed of being taken care of #percy is the best brother #he overthrows the government for harry's sake #a whole coup...by ONE person

[ronon-dex]

can't believe how much this website lied to me! had me believing tom paris was a one dimensional pathetic joke whose relevance is relegated to one episode in which he turns into a lizard. disgustaeieng!!!!! he's a gangly captain america!! a casual bisexual! a wife guy!! an utter and complete best friend to 6 people!!! a man who unironically enjoys margaritaville!!! a giggler!! a papa!! my sweet cheese!! my rotten soldier!! my good time boy!!!!

#yes I'm sober just emotional and pmsing a bit #tom paris #star trek voyager #star trek: voyager #st voy #star trek #voyager #best show best guy..... #janeway: 🥰tom! #paris: captain!!!😇 #b'elanna: tom😏 #paris: B'ELANNA🥲🤩😘 #harry: tom!!🤠💕 #paris: harry!!!!😎💕 #I CARE THEM.........OKAY....... #dont even get me started on chakotay. i want to wrap him in warm bread and tell him IT OK TO BE OBSESSED WIT YOUR BOSS

[slytherinsprincesss]

MC talking with Professor Fig as they get ready to head into battle.

Prof Fig: Ready MC?

MC: Honestly? No… What if something happens to you? The other teachers? My friends?

Prof Fig: It’s not about surviving this war, it’s a matter of choosing the right time to die.

*Pause*

Prof Fig: It will be okay MC.

**Now they run together into battle not knowing his soon to come fate**

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