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Summary: Y/N gets invited onto The Late Late Show with James Corden and does a game of Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts with Harry.

I feel like this is a long beginning but just go with it because I promise it gets F I L T H Y.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, praise kink, squirting, oral, fingering, unprotected sex, biting, F I L T H and some fluff

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∘₊✧── 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 ──✧₊∘

"As you all know, we have the wonderful and talented Mr. Harry Styles here with us tonight!" James reintroduces his guests and the audience claps and cheers, especially for Harry.

"Y/N. Are you ready?" One of the crew asks. I nod, "Oh, yes." She nods and gives a thumbs up to some people.

This is going to be so fun. I've known James for years and everyone knows that Harry and I are friends, but what they really don't know is that we're actually together.

We agreed to keep our relationship as private as we could, for now. I’m honesty surprised we have been able to, It's more intimate for us that way, but Harry has been acting.. weird? I don’t know. He’s asking if I’d ever want to go public and I’m not really opposed to it.

But anyway, I've asked James to keep it a secret that I'm coming on the show, so I've been labeled as the surprise guest for weeks now, so Harry is going to be put on the spot, and we're going to have to pretend that we're strictly 'just friends'.

"As you all know, I like to play a little game.." The crowd starts to cheer, "What? I haven't even told you the game yet!" James laughs, "We'll, since you all know what I'm about to say next, Harry." He motions for him to get to come over to him.

Harry gets up and pulls his suit jacket down as he walks over to him, "Yes, James." He lays an arm around his shoulder. James looks at him with a smile and starts to laugh, "Are you ready to either spill your guts or fill your guts?"

Harry covers his face and laughs, "Oh god. I knew it."

James laughs and motions to the table, "Why don't you go and have a seat over there, but don't touch anything!" Harry walks over to the table and has a seat.

"Now, Harry. You know how this game works correct?" James walks over and sits down across from Harry.

"The title is uh, pretty explanatory, James." Harry chuckles.

"Right, right. Of course it is." James rolls his eyes exaggeratedly and reads his cards, "Oh wait. One more thing before we get started."

"Okay." Harry nods.

"I won't be doing this challenge with you." James stands up and laughs, "Everybody, if you would please give a wonderful round of applause for the very talented and very beautiful Y/N Y/L/N!"

James claps and turns to welcome me onto the stage.

I walk out smiling as I wave my hands to the crowd. I walk over to give James a hug, "Hello, hello." He kisses my cheek, "Hello there, love. How are you?"

I nod, "I'm good, how are you?" He smiles, "I'm great. You look amazing by the way." I smile and wave to the crowd again.

Harry looks at James, "Now I see why you wouldn't tell me who the surprise guest was." He smiles and shakes his head.

I smile and walk over to greet Harry, keeping it very professional. He kisses my cheek, "Hello, darling." I walk around to take my seat and Harry gets up and helps me push my chair in.

"What a gentleman, yeah?" James motions towards Harry. Harry bats the air and pretends to be shy.

That man is not shy around me, let me tell you.

"Okay." I look down at the table and make a face, "Harry? You want to go first?" He shakes his head quickly while smiling, "No, all you."

I roll my eyes, "Fine." I bite my lip and tap my fingers on the table, anticipating Harry's first question for me.

"Y/N."

"Harry."

"On your phone.." he smirks and the crowd "oohs", "Calm down, I didn't even ask the question yet." He laughs and looks at me, "On your phone, what is the last thing you google searched?"

He leans back in his seat and watches me as I think.

I shake my head, "I don't.. I don't know."

Then it hits me, "Oh. Oh no. I can't- nope. It's embarrassing, we'll not.. no." I laugh and can feel my cheeks getting red.

"Y/N? Is it that bad?" James asks leaning in. I shake my head, "Not really.. just like.. personal?" I shrug, "Oh god that's not-" I look down at the glass in front of me, "What the hell is this James?"

Harry wags his finger at me, "Naughty, naughty." I roll my eyes and look at James, "Y/N.. that is blended up fish with plain yogurt."

I gag and shake my head, "I was-" I laugh and cover my face, I lean back and hold my arms out, "Vibrators. I was looking up vibrators. A girl has needs, people."

The crowd cheers for me as I look over at Harry and his brow cocks up as he smirks.

He clears his throat and looks up, "Definitely didn't expect that." He laughs, "Go." He nods towards me and I shake my head with a smile, "hmm."

"Y/N, what are you going to ask Harry?" James asks walking over and sitting down.

"Are there any songs on any of your albums that are about me?" I rest my elbows on the table, knowing damn well there is because he told me himself.

The crowd '0ohs' again and Harry shakes his head laughing, "Yeah, actually there's track.." he mumbles into his napkin, "On the-" he mumbles into his napkin again, "Album."

He shakes his head and tucks the fabric into his shirt. I laugh and clap my hands together, "You don't have to eat that. You can just tell us."

He looks up at me, to the crowd, at James then back at me, "Bull Penis.. sounds.. delightful." Harry shakes his head, "Can I just tell you one?"

I look at James and he looks at Harry shocked, "So there's more than one?"

Harry cuts a piece of the disgusting food off and locks eyes with me as he pulls it off with his teeth, "That's disgusting." He says leaning over to spit it into the garbage can.

He takes the napkin and wipes off his mouth, tongue and teeth. The crowd absolutely loses it with laughter. Harry turns to the crowd, "It's really not that complicated to figure out." He laughs.

I shrug, "Wow. Looks like I'll have to give your albums another listen." I smile and shake my head, "I'm nervous for the next one."

He laughs and nods towards me, "Rank my Movies." I lean my head back, "Damn it, Harry." I shake my head and spin the table, slowly looking at my options, "My policeman, Don't Worry Darling, and Dunkirk."

James scoffs and laughs, "My god that was fast."

Harry nods, "I honestly didn't expect you to answer." He laughs and claps for me, "Thank you."

I shrug, "I'm not eating bird saliva, sorry."

"Okay, y/n, you get the final question and Harry, you get the final spill or fill." James taps the table, "Let's do this. Drum roll please..”

The crowd drums their legs and I smirk slightly.

"Is it true, Mr. Styles." I lean forward a bit, "About what the magazines say?”

He leans in, “What do they say exactly?”

“That there's a possible future Mrs. Styles floating around with you?”

Harry's smirk turns into a slow smile as he quickly picks up on what I'm asking. He gives me a look and I nod and smile, "Go on. Tell us or enjoy those delicious-" I lean over and pick up the the card, "grasshoppers in ghost pepper sauce."

He look at the crowd and looks over at James, "I will say.." he picks up the napkin, "You know.." he laughs and shakes his head, "These grasshoppers don't look half bad."

I hide my smile behind my hands and watch as he teases everyone.

"So Harry." James says, "Is it spill or fill?"

Harry stares at the plate and then his eyes glance up at me. I nod once and my heart starts pounding.

"Spill."

The crowd goes absolutely insane and James leans in, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Alright, alright, alright." He waves his hand to get the crowd to quiet down.

I look over at the crowd and lean back in my seat, "Spill your guts, Styles." I smirk, "We're all dying to know."

He sighs, "I've had a girlfriend for four, going on five years now." James mouth drops and he looks over at me, "What?"

I laugh and shrug.

The crowd loses it again and Harry laughs and shakes his head, "You'll know who she is soon enough and that's all I'm giving you!" Harry stands up and throws the napkin down, “That’s all I’m giving you.” He walks away and turns around laughing.

God I love his laugh and smile.

I’m so in love with this man, it’s insane.

"Wow." James covers his mouth, "What on earth, y/n. You just got Harry to-" he stands up and walks over to him, "Come on, you have to tell us one thing. Do we know her?"

He smiles and nods, "Mhm."

"Wow. Unbelievable! There you have it ladies and gentleman. Mr. Harry styles and Y/N Y/L/N!"

I walk over and stand on the other side of James. I smile and wave to the crowd when they suddenly gasp and start screaming.

"What's going on?" I look at James and he quickly turns around and gasps with a smile, "Oh my god."

I turn around to see Harry down on one knee. I cover my mouth and my eyes instantly well up with tears, "Harry."

"It's y/n!?" James yells, "Oh. my. god." He gets the crowd to quiet down and he holds his card over his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes now, too.

I look back down at Harry and he smiles, "Y/N, you stuck by me these past, almost five years and I am forever grateful for you. You kept me going and stayed with me through the highs and lows of making music. I want you to be the one who continues to do that for me in ever single thing for the rest of my life. Will you please, do me the honor in marrying me?"

I don't even have to think about my answer, "Yes. Yes. Yes!" He hugs me as he stands up, lifting me off the ground. He spins me around and sets me down, immediately taking my hand to slide the ring on.

"What did we just witness here today? Magic. Absolute magic!" James hugs us both and congratulates us.

"What a way to end the show. They really had us going there for a while, didn't they?" He claps and thanks the crowd, "Goodnight!"

We walk backstage and I look up at Harry, "I had no idea you were going to do this, I thought we just talked about confirming that we were dating."

"We just did." He leans down and kisses me, "Now if you don't mind. I want to take my new fiancée and fuck her in my dressing room."

My cheeks get hot as Harry lays a hand on my back.

James stops us and congratulates us again.

"Thanks, mate." Harry pats his shoulder, "We're off to celebrate."

"Don't break anything please." James laughs with a sigh as we practically run into Harry’s dressing room.

He shuts and locks the door, peeling my dress from my body. He shrugs off his plaid jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt, "You just got so much sexier, Mrs. Styles."

He throws his shirt down and pushes his body against mine. His lips attack my lips before they quickly move down my neck.

He lifts me up and takes me over to the couch, setting me down and getting on his knees between mine.

He leans up and kisses down my chest. His hands kneading my boobs. I moan as he sucks and leaves a little trail of bite marks down to where he takes one of my nipple into his mouth.

I moan and arch my back as he holds it between his teeth and flicks it with his tongue.

"Harry." I moan tangling my fingers in his hair. He switches and does the same to my other boob, only this time he takes a hand and slides it down to my pussy.

His fingers slide up and down my slit teasingly.

"You're so fucking wet, baby. Fuck." He groans kissing and leaning another trail of bite marks down my stomach.

He slips two fingers in and I gasp, pulling his hair tighter. He moan as my action and kisses down my one thigh.

His fingers move in and out and I can hear how wet I am.

"You hear that baby? You hear how soaked you are for me?" He looks up at me and I look down at him, nodding as my eyes roll back, "Ye- yes, baby." I grip the couch and arch my back.

"I'm going to devour you. You're so fucking- Mm." He groans and dives in, licking and sucking my clit as he fucks me with his gorgeous hands.

I moan loudly and struggle to keep it together.

I can feel the pressure. I can feel myself getting ready to cum.

He quickly slips in another finger and curls them upward as he thrust them in and out.

I brings my arm up by my head and dig my nails into the back of the couch, "oh fuck!"

"That was fucking hot, sweetheart." He pulls out and lifts his hand up, liquid drips off and onto the floor. I smile shyly and shake my head.

"Don't be shy baby. You squirted all over me. I love when you do that to me." He smiles and goes right back to eating me out.

His tongue fucks my pussy. His nose rubs against my clit. His fingers squeeze my thighs. He sends me into absolute bliss, "H-ha-" I arch my back and my legs shake against his body.

He continues to eat me out until I'm panting.

"You taste so fucking good. Fuck. I can't get enough of my fiancée and her delicious fucking pussy." He goes back down and the pleasuring sensation makes my mind go blank.

All I can do is moan.

He pulls away and come up, his lips wet with my slick. He kisses me and I wrap an arm around his neck.

"Did that feel good, baby?" He kisses down my neck slowly, "Are you okay?" I nod and smile, "That was amazing."

He smile and kisses back up to my lips, "Want to continue?"

"Please." I whimper, "I need you."

He stands up and take the rest of his clothes off, gently positioning me on the couch, "You're so beautiful when you're fucked."

I smile and bite my lip as he pushes my leg up slowly, "You're so fucking-" He moans as he slips the head of his cock in, "Fucking amazing."

He pushes the rest of the way in, moaning as his hips hit my body. He reaches down and grabs my chin, his thumb running over my lips before I open and take his thumb in my mouth.

I grab his wrist and suck while I keep my eyes on his.

He starts to thrusts and my eyes flutter shut. My lips part as I let out a loud moan. He groans and slides his hand down to my throat.

My boobs bounce with each of his thrusts and I whimper as his hand tightens around my neck, "I love you so- fucking.. much." He leans down and kisses me, his hand still around my neck.

I moan quietly into his mouth and grab his hair, pulling as I feel myself about to cum again. I don't even had to say anything for Harry to know.

"Cum again baby, I know you can do it." He whispers into my ear, "I want to feel you cum as I fuck that tight little cunt of yours."

I moan and arch my back, "f-fuck." I whimper pulling his hair harder.

He moans and slips and arm under my back, holding me to him as he continues fucking me. I cling to him as much as I can, clenching around his cock as I cum again.

"Fuck, I want to cum so bad." He moans, "I-I." He lets out a loud moan and buries his face into my neck, "Fuck, y/n. You feel so, so good."

He continues to praise me, "You're taking me so, so well, baby."

"You feel so good around my cock."

"I love it when you cum for me."

I dig my nails into his back and practically scream out his name.

"That's it baby, let the studio know that you feel good."

He groans as I drag my nails up his back, "Fuck."

His thrusts get sloppy and he pushes as deep inside of me as he can go, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He pants, "Y/N?" He asks brushing hair out of my face.

"I'm still here." I smile and look at him. My eyes are heavy and my brain feels fuzzy. "You fucked me good, baby." I lay a hand on his cheek as he kisses me, “I love you so much.”

He smiles and kisses my forehead as he slowly pulls out. I wince slightly as he lays my leg down, "Sorry."

I shake my head, "No. no. That's a good kind of pain." He smirks slightly and kisses my hip, "We’ll go home and I'll run you a bath, give you some time to recover before we celebrate again." He winks.

I shake my head, "I'm giving you a blow job in the car on the way home."

He smirks and nods, "Fair enough."

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cinemastyles-backup · 7 months

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Under My Skin

Summary: request from theladyvalkurie - “Harry and Y/N are rivals who end up having to share a hotel room.”

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, enemies to lovers basically, fingering, oral, rough actions, hate sex, general filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

DUNKIRK HARRY

"Y/N!"

"Over here! Smile for us, y/n!"

"Gorgeous!"

The cameras flashed as the media got the pictures they needed, "Thank you." I blow a kiss to the photographers and move on to the next group.

"Y/N, if I could have a moment of your time, please." An interviewer asks. "Hello, hello." I smile and look at the camera with a wave, "How are you?" She smiles, "I'm great, how are you? Your dress is absolutely stunning, by the way! Very nice!"

I fluff my dress out, "Oh thank you, I'm just in shock, right now. I think, yeah. I'm happy that the filming is over and we can finally get this movie out for everyone to see. It's a very good movie if I say so myself."

She lays a hand on my shoulder, "Well you heard it straight from the one star of the movie, this movie is worth the watch. So, y/n, I'm sure the fans are dying to know, what was it like working with Harry?"

I was waiting for this question to pop up.

I smile, "It was very exhilarating, I will say that."

He got on my last nerve every. Single. Fucking. Day.

"You must be a fan of him-"

I hate him.

"-so getting casted in this role must have been so exciting for you!"

I nod, "Yeah, yeah. It was something. That's for sure."

Suddenly the fans start to scream louder and I look over my shoulder. The interviewer turns, "That must be him now. Y/N it was great chatting with you! Hope to see you again soon!"

"Yeah, of course." I stand there and watch the fans go nuts as Harry steps out of the vehicle. He's in a pale green suit with a black undershirt and his hair is freshly cut.

I roll my eyes, hoping no one caught that on video and I walk over to another group or photographers. I turn and show off every angle of my dress when suddenly, there's an arm around my waist.

I instantly know it's Harry, "What are you doing?" I mumble through my teeth as I continue to smile.

"Getting photographed with my co-star." He whispers lowly.

I fight back an eye roll and the urge to push him away and suck it up. I lay a hand on his stomach and smile at the cameras, giving them all they're asking for.

The director and crew always joked about us being rivals but between me and Harry, i didn't think it was a joke. It's always a competition with Harry. Who gets the most likes, the most views, who has more fans.

It's obvious he's more popular than I am, I mean fuck. He makes music too. His concerts sell out as soon as the tickets are released.

"Thank you guys!"

"Beautiful, thank you!"

"Hate you." I mumble as I turn away.

"Hate you more." He says with a wink.

As much as I try to fight it off, he gets under my skin and he knows it, too.

"Alright guys, bring it in." Montie, the director, says waving his hands for us to gather around him, "This is a big premiere for me. For us." He says looking around at everyone, "Y/N. Harry." He points to us, "You guys made this movie the best it can be and I am grateful for the both of you."

Here it comes.

"If you both can just.. he civil for this, that would be greatly appreciated."

"Oh, Mon." Harry steps up, "We're good. You don't have to worry. We've put all of that behind us."

I take in a slow deep breathe and straighten, immediately smiling and nodding as Montie looks at us, "Yeah. Great." My eyes shoot to Harry and give him a subtle snobby look.

"Great. Great. Now everyone, you know your places to walk in, so everyone get in line and smile for the cameras. Wave to the fans. You know what to do." He claps and walks over to some reporters.

"How'd you like that?" Harry asks getting in front of me, "You're welcome by the way." I look away and shake my head, "I have nothing to be thankful for with you."

He snickers, "Yeah, I gave you exposure to my fans, so. That doesn't exactly make us rivals anymore, does it?"

I step up close to him, so close I can smell his cologne, "I don't need you to give me exposure to your fans, I'd rather lay out in the hot sun in the desert in July than be anything more than an on screen lover to you."

He looks over his shoulder, "You sure it's just on screen? Because I see the way you look at me."?

"With disgust and repulsion? Because I can assure you, that is no where near love." I step back and cross my arms.

"Harry, harry, hello." A woman walks up with a camera man and a microphone.

Oh great. I fix my posture and smile incase I'm in the shot.

"Hello, Evelyn. How are you, darling?" He leans in and gives her a hug, "You we're at my last movie premiere, right?"

She nods, "Oh gosh, I'm happy you remember." Harry smiles, "What can I do for you?" She smiles and points to me, "I was wondering if I can get an interview with you and your on screen lover."

I internally gag and step up, "Hello, Evelyn is it? That dress is beautiful on you!" She smiles, "Oh thank you, something I just pulled out of my closet, but your dress, wow. It fits beautifully on you."

I smile and shrug, "I had someone to dress me, if it were up to me I'd be home in my sweats eating ice cream." She laughs, "I feel you on that one, anyway. I was hoping I could ask you guys some questions since we have a few more minutes."

I nod, "Anything you want."

"Is Lucas and Amelia's relationship on screen like yours and Harry's is in real life?"

Harry is going to jump in when I start to drown, "Well, I wouldn't say we're exactly like them, I mean in some ways, I'm like Amelia because she knows what she wants and doesn't settle for anything than less she deserves."

She nods and looks at Harry and he thinks for a moment. I brace myself for his answer.

"You know, Evelyn. I actually do relate to Lucas because he knows what he wants and he doesn't stop going after it. He's persistent with doing things he knows that will be good for him, even if, I don't know. There's a rivalry with someone he always figures out a way to get what he wants."

She raises her eye brows, "Wow. So wait, you said rivalry, does that pertain to you two specifically?"

"Oh no, no." I jump in before Harry can, "Harry and I are pals. We're the bestest of friends." I wrap my arm around his waist, "This guy, he's a funny, funny guy."

Montie comes up, thank god.

"Harry, y/n. You guys are next. I want you to walk in together, holding hands." He grabs my hand and places it on Harry's, "Act like you don't truly despise each other." He says lowly.

Harry squeezes my hand, "Ready, lover?"

"Have a good show!" Evelyn says walking away. "I hate you so fucking much." I fix my hair.

"You can't hate me, we're pals, bestest of friends." He mocks my words, "Just be happy. You can hate me later."

We walk in and the crowd cheers for us. I smile and wave with Harry still holding my hand. The media is going to eat these up.

Great.

After the movie ends, we all make our way back out to the carpet, greeting people, getting congratulated and what not.

"Hey, guys." Monroe comes up to Harry and I, "So as you know, we have some more press tomorrow and the hotel we're staying at had just enough rooms for us."

"So we'll all be in the same hotel. That's good, right?" I smile but it quickly gets ripped away.

"We all had to double up, so you and Harry are in a room, great talk." He walks away quickly and I stand there with my lips parted, trying to process what he just said.

"Well, pal. Looks like we're roomies." Harry elbows my side gently and walks over to the fans behind the barricade.

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

"Mon.. Mon.." I walk up to him, "I-I can't share a room with Harry. I'll end up killing him. You of all people should know that by now."

He lets out a stressed out laugh, "Y/N.. please.. just be civil. I know he gets under your skin, I know you guys have a rivalry or whatever it is. Maybe this will help you guys get through it. Please. I need my two shining stars to be able to be in the same room with each other."

I let out a defeated sigh, "Okay."

He lays his hands on my cheeks, "You're the greatest."

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"Uh-uh, nope. I get the bed. You can sleep.." I lay my suitcase on the bed and look around. I then motion to the floor, "..on the floor or whatever."

He laughs, "But I want the bed."

"And I want to be able to solve world hunger." I look at him with a serious stare, "I get the bed."

"I get the bed." He argues, "You can sleep on the little loveseat. I'm too tall for that."

"That sounds like a personal problem to me." I smirk slightly and unzip my suitcase, "I'm going for a bath, when I get out, your ass better be camped out on the floor."

"And what if it's not? You going to punish me?" He laughs and I ignore him as I walk to the mini fridge, "Hmm." I look over the assortment of little liquor bottles and grab a few before I walk into the bathroom.

I undress and throw on one of the hotel robes before I start my bath. I sit on the edge of the big tub and open one of the bottles.

I down the shot and set it on the counter. Just as I start to take off my robe, Harry opens the door, "Are you hungry?"

"Harry, fuck." I bring my robe back over my shoulder and turn to look at him. He smirks, "Not like I haven't seen it before." He tilts his head, "Do you want me to order you something? I'm starving."

I nod and tell him yes just to get him out of the bathroom. He winks and shuts the door. I stand there for a moment and shake my head, "No. no. No, y/n."

I take my robe off and step into the hot bath, submerging my body under the water and amazing smelling bubbles.

I close my eyes and lay my head back. I bite my lip and slip my hand between my legs, gently playing around with my clit.

I bite my lip to hold back my moans as I work my hand faster. I arch my back off the back of the tub as I can feel myself getting closer.

The door opens again and I jump and try to cover myself up, which results in water splashing everywhere.

"The foo- ooh, and what we're you doing?" He asks frisky.

"N-Not- Harry.. I-I .." I say getting flustered, "just get out. Please." I hide my face in my hand, "I should have locked the door.

"Mhm. But you didn't." He says before walking out.

"Oh my god." I mumble into my hands, "What the fuck?!"

I finish my bath and slip my robe back on. I open the door, preparing myself to face Harry after what he walked in on. I mean, my fault. I didn't lock the door, which I should have. But I didn't? Why didn't I-

No, no. I hate Harry. I hate Harry.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I stop in my tracks as I see him sitting on the bed eating his food, "Um, eating? What are you doing? Or, not doing?" He smirks and shoves his mouth full, "Come on. Eat."

I walk over and sit down on the bed with my back facing him as I grab the plate, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me. I just figured you were too busy to-"

I whip around and cut him off, "Shut up. Zip it. We don't speak about it ever again. Okay?" He holds his hands up in defense, "Yes ma'am." He salutes me and moves him plate, "I'm going for a shower, I'm not locking the door, fyi."

"Oh my- get out." I groan and lay back on the bed, "Leave." He laughs as he walks into the bathroom. I crack open another bottle and take it, "Shit." I whisper as I crack open another one.

I sit up and finish eating. I set my plate down on the stand and lay back, switching on the tv. I click through the channels trying to find something decent to watch.

I hear the door crack open and i fight myself not to look over at him. "Hey, Y/N."

"Hmm." I keep my eyes glued to the tv. I feel something land in my lap and I look down. He tossed me another bottle of liquor, "Have a shot with me. Celebrate our movie being an absolute success."

I pick up the tiny bottle and slowly look up at him. He's standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist and his skin glistening in the hotel light from the water that didn't dry.

I bite the inside of my lip and sit up, cracking open the little bottle. He walks over and leans down, pieces of his hair falling down onto his forehead.

"I'm done after this one." I tap the bottle to his and take it. He takes his and smirks, "Why? Afraid of the effects?" I roll my eyes, "No. I just can't roll out of bed and look good after drinking all night like you can." I look up at him, "I mean-"

"You think I look good?" He shrugs, "I think I do, too."

"You're such an arrogant son of a bitch." I scoff and throw the empty bottle at him. He catches it and tilts his head, "Hmm."

"What." I snap, "What now?"

"Nothing. Nothing." I get up and go to walk by him but he grabs my arm and spins me around to him. His hands slowly slide down to my hips. My eyes slowly gaze up his bare chest and meet his eyes.

"What are you doing?" I ask quietly. He smirks slightly and brushes hair out of my face, "Just offering to help you finish what you started in the bath."

I'm taken aback, "Wh-what?" I step back, considering his offer which I quickly brush off, "No. no." He steps towards me, "You sure, y/n?"

I lay a hand on my forehead and let out a sigh, "Harry." He lightly brushes my cheek with his finger, "y/n."

I give in. Pressing my body to his as his lips attack mine. His hands move quickly to undo my robe and push it off my shoulders. It drops to the floor and my hands go to his towel, untucking it and letting it fall.

His hands slide down over my boobs and he slips one between my legs. His fingers immediately find my clit and he takes it between.

A gasp slips from my lips and I drag my hand down his chest. I look up at him and he nods, "Please." I wrap my hand around his cock and slowly start to pump.

He moans and leans forward to lay his head on my shoulder, "You're so wet." I spread my legs a little to give him more room. He slides a finger in slowly, curling it as he sucks on my neck.

I squeeze him slightly and raise up on my tip toes, "Fuck." I groan lowly, "Harry." I place a hand on his side and push him back a bit.

He takes the indication and backs up, laying down on the bed. I straddle him and lean down to kiss him, "This doesn't mean anything." I say with a smirk, "I still hate you with my whole being."

I whimper as he slides a finger back inside of me. He leans up slightly and looks at me, "Then bend over and put your face in the sheets so you don't have to look at me."

He rolls me off of him and pulls my hips up. His hands squeeze my ass cheeks as me groans to himself, "Hate sex is the best sex. I plan on fucking you so hard, y/n."

I moan at his words and grip the sheets, "Please."

"Are you begging for me? Is that what I hear?" He leans in and licks a stripe up my pussy, "For someone who hates me so much, you sure are craving my cock. Aren't you, y/n?"

His fingers trail down my spine painfully slow, "Don't get quiet now." He leans in and starts to eat me out from behind. I gasp and moan while pushing my hips back to gain more contact his tongue.

He groans against me, his fingers digging into my hips.

He pulls back, "Roll over. I'm going to put that mouth to a better use."

I bite my lip and watch him has he moves up to me, "Can't handle me being a big girl by using my words?" He chuckles, "Sometimes I'm just sick of hearing you speak."

He pushes the tip of his cock against my lips and I part my lips and take him in, swirling my tongue and sucking as I bob my head, "Fuck." He groans, "This.. this is how I want to shut you up.."

I look up at him as I hallow out my cheeks. He looks down at me, "You're so pretty when you're not running your mouth." He places a hand on my head and pushes it down, "when you're choking on my cock instead."

He fucks my throat, moaning with each thrust, "Fuck." He pulls out, "Still hate me?" He smirks and I smirk back, rolling over and bringing my hips up, "Fuck you."

"Mm, looks like I'm about to do that to you." He gets behind me and roughly pushes his cock inside of me, causing me to scream out, "Fuck, Harry." He brings a hand down, harshly smacking my ass.

I whimper and wiggle my hips, "Please. Fucking move, do some-"

He pulls out and thrusts back in, repeating his action.

Hard and slow.

He slides a hand up my back and grabs a fist full of my hair, yanking my head back. I moan at the stinging pain from him pulling my hair and the pleasure of his cock ramming into me.

"You like that?" He groans leaning down. His teeth sink into my shoulder and I moan, "Fuck. Harry. Fuck." I let out a pleasured scream as his thrusts become faster.

"Shit, y/n." He groans leaning up, "Fuck."

"Oh god. P-please don't stop." I reach back and grab his wrist. He grabs my hand and pins it against my lower back, "You going to cum for me?"

I let out a loud moan into the bed and push my hips back to meet his. "Harry." I scream out as my body is taken over by my orgasm, "Fu-" I whine as he fucks me through my high.

His thrusts become sloppy and I feel him slip out and his cum landing on my back.

He slowly lays me down and goes to grabs his towel off the floor. He wipes my back off and toss it to the floor. He flops down next to me and I slowly turn my head to look at him, "This doesn't change anything. You're still an asshole."

He chuckles, "And you're still a slut for my cock."

"Get out." I laugh weakly. He chuckles and pulls the blankets up over us, "You might want to wear a dress that covers your shoulders tomorrow."

I groan, "Of course you'd leave marks. Idiot."

"I didn't hear you complain once."

I lay there and process what just happened and I know in my heart that it's bound to happen again because Harry was right, hate sex is the best sex.

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Loved You First

Summary: This was a request by: roryknoelle on Wattpad - "Could you do a friends to lovers smut with y/n and Harry, where Harry keeps seeing her date someone else, gets jealous and finally confesses. Also could you make it as dirty as possible lmao"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, semi forced actions, unprotected sex, oral(both), fingering, semi masterbation, alcohol use, F I L T H

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Fine Line Harry

"So." Harry says, "You have a date tonight?"

I nod, "Yeah." I look over at him, "Is that okay with you?"

He laughs, "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"

I shrug, "I don't know. It seemed like there was more to it." He shakes his head and goes back to watching tv, "I just wasn't sure if we were hanging out tonight or not."

"Oh god, did we have plans to? Did I totally double book myself?" I ask in a panic. He smile and shakes his head, "No, no. I was just asking."

I let out a sigh, "Oh okay. Good. We can hang out after?"

He raises his eyebrows, "What if he wants to come back here after? What are you going to tell him about the very handsome man camping out on your couch?"

He smirks and I laugh, "Okay first off. That was very egotistical, and second off, I wouldn't bring a guy back to my place. I don't want them knowing where I live until I know them better."

I look up from washing the dishes and he's looking at the tv, "Did you hear anything I said?"

He looks over at me, "What? Sorry. You lost me after you called me egotistical." He smirks and looks back at the tv.

I roll my eyes and smile. My eyes linger on Harry until my phone dings. He looks over and I quickly look away from him. I wipe my hands on my pants and pick up my phone,

Shawn: Would you like to meet at 6 for dinner instead of 8?

"He wants to meet at six instead of eight? Is that weird?" I bite my fingernail and look at Harry.

He shrugs, "Maybe he turns into a werewolf at nine." He move his fingers up and down, "Oooooo."

I laugh, "Stop it."

"How many dates have you been on with this guy?" Harry walks up and leans on the counter.

"This will be three."

"Three? Hmm." He shakes his head.

"What?"

He shakes his head and holds his hands out.

"Harry. What?" I walk over and set my phone down on the counter, "Talk to me."

"I think.. I'm going to go to the bar tonight." He taps the counter, "Feel free to join me?"

"You know.. hold on." I tap my screen and smile as I do.

"What are you doing? Y/N. What are you-" he snatches my phone right after I hit send.

"Does your sister want to come out for drinks with us? I have a friend who is single and we can do a double date if you want." He drops the phone and looks at me with his mouth open, "Why? What. I don't-" he shakes his head.

"Come on, Harry. We can still hang out and you can maybe meet someone. His sister is very pretty and he did mention that all she ever finds is assholes, so I kind of talked you up a little bit so please. Don't be an asshole."

He sighs, "Y/N.. I don't.. I meant alone. With-"

"I know. But going to the bar sounds a lot more fun than some boring dinner." I look down at my phone.

"So he's boring?" Harry crosses his arms, "Hmm."

I shake my head, "No, no. I just mea-"

"No no." He cuts me off, "I know. You'd rather have me there incase things go south and you need a little pick me up."

I tilt my head, "That was one time Harry." I smirk slightly, "But it was a very good time. I will say that."

"My ego thanks you." He laughs, "I'm going to head home and get ready, I guess I'll go to the bar with you and your thing. I'll be back later."

"The thing's sister, Harry. You have a date, too!" I yell as he shuts my door.

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There's a knock on my door and I walk to it, "Coming."

I open the door and put the back of my earring on, "Hey." I say with a smile. Harry is dressed in a pair of white pants and a black half unbuttoned shirt. I close the door and turn around, eyeing him up and down.

Harry looks me up and down and walks in, "Hello to you, too." I smile and pull my dress down, "Too much?"

He shakes his head and gives me a quick, "No."

"You okay?"

He mumbles something, but I can hear what he says.

"What?"

"I said I'm great. I just need a drink." He smiles and motions to the door, "Are we ready to go meet thing one and thing two?"

I laugh slightly, "Yeah yeah. I have to grab my purse and then we can go."

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The car ride to the bar was very quiet, which isn't normal for Harry, but I didn't push because if it was really bothering him he'd talk to me .. eventually.

"Ready?" I ask giving him a smile. He smiles slightly and reaches over to fix my hair, "You look beautiful. If he doesn't see it, he's a fucking idiot."

He gets out of the car and I get out after him, "Thank you, Harry." I nudge his arm as he opens the door for me. I walk in and stand there, looking through the people for Shawn and his sister.

He raises his hand and I wave back, "They're over there. Come on!" I yell over the music to Harry and grab his wrist, pulling him along behind me.

"Hey, you look beautiful." Shawn says pulling me in for a hug. He glances over at Harry and his face kind of falls. Harry smirks and holds his hand out, "Hi, I'm Harry."

Shawn looks down at me and slowly stretches his arm out, "Shawn." He looks back at me and smiles, "Oh." His voice is nervous, "My sister is.." his hand falls down with a slap on his leg, "Already dancing with another guy."

I frown, "Did you tell her about Harry?"

He nods, "Yeah. Yeah I-"

"Oh my god, you must be y/n. Shawn talks about you all the time." She leans in and hugs me.

She's clearly tipsy already.

"Who's your friend?" She asks biting her lip while looking at Harry.

"That's Harry, Zoe." Shawn says quickly, "Harry. Zoe."

She walks over and lays a hand on Harry's arm.

I straighten up and look up at Harry, who looks very unamused.

"You're much more good looking than Shawn made you out to be. Come dance with me?" Zoe pulls on his arm and he pulls his arm away, "I need to drink."

He keeps his eyes on me until he turns to the bartender.

"He seems very.. gentleman like." Shawn clears his throat and looks down at me, "What are you having?"

"Already got it." Harry cuts in. He places a glass in my hand, "Tequila sunrise." He smiles and winks at me.

"Oh, yeah. Cool, cool." Shawn clenches his jaw and lets out a sigh, "Why don't we go dance? Yeah?"

I look over my shoulder mouthing a "thank you" to Harry. He nods and holds his drink up and Zoe walks back up to him.

I kind of feel guilty for setting him up on a blind date.

Shawn grabs my hips with his hands and I sip my drink. He spins me around and my eyes immediately find Harry.

His eyes are set on me and only me. Zoe keeps trying to talk to him but he just shrugs and nods, not breaking his stare.

She looks over at me and gives me a mean look, moving closer to Harry with a smirk growing on her face.

Shawn spins me around and pulls me closer to him, moving his body with mine.

I suddenly feel sick, like I don't want to be here anymore. I step back and finish my drink, "I need another one."

He nods and leads me back to the bar.

Zoe is still blabbing to Harry and he nods, "Mhm." Shawn hands me drink and I sit down on the bar stool.

"So, y/n." Shawn sits down and lays a hand on my thigh, "What are your plans after this?"

I shrug and aggressively sip my straw, "I'm not.. too sure really."

"Oh well I thought you'd like to maybe come back to my place?"

No.

"Oh, well.. I actually have to be up early so.. I really wasn't planning on staying out too late." I lie, "Maybe so-"

"Ah." Zoe yells, "What the hell, Shawn. I thought you were setting me up with someone who wasn't an asshole." Zoe slams her glass down and scoffs as she walks away.

"What the hell did you do to my sister, Harry?" Shawn says standing up. Harry turns slowly and sets his glass down, "I didn't do anything, Shawn." Harry chuckles slightly, "That was the issue, apparently."

"What are you saying?" Shawn steps closer and I get up, putting my hands on each of their chests, "okay. Okay. Stop it." I look at both of them and Harry shakes his head, "Fuck this. I'm not settling for someone's slutty sister."

"You mother fu-" Shawn goes for Harry but I step in between them, "You gonna hit me too?" He sighs and steps back.

"I'm out of here." Harry grumbles and walks away.

"I don't know what his problem is, but he needs to seriously work on his shit." Shawn runs a hand through his hair, "I'm going to go find Zoe." He kisses my head, "I'll call you later."

I stand there for a a moment before I walk out of the bar. I walk down the street a few steps looking for Harry before I pull my phone out to call him.

I hear his phone ring and I jump turning towards the ally, "What the fuck is wrong with you, Harry?" I yell as I shove my phone back into my purse. He walks towards me and shakes his head, "If you're just going to yell at me, I'd rather not hear it."

"What the hell was that?" I ask but he keeps walking. I let out a groan, "Fuck. Harry." I walk quickly to catch up to him, my heels clicking and clacking against the side walk.

He stops when he reaches his car and turns around, "What do you want me to say? Hmm?" He flings his hands in the air, "I wasn't interested in Zoe.. I'm-"

He stops talking and sighs, "You know what.. not even going to waste my breathe."

"What is going on with you? Seriously Harry."

He reaches for the door handle and I put my hands on the hood of his car, "You're not going anywhere until you talk to me."

He stands there with his arms crossed.

"I tried to do you a favor and help you by setting you up with someone who-"

"Help me?" He cuts me off and laughs, "No." he shakes his head.

I sigh and shake my head, "I don't know what you want me to do."

"We'll for starters, don't set me up with your boyfriend's sister." He yells and fails to hold back his laugh.

"What did you do that caused her to make a scene like that?" I look up at him and he shrugs, "Is because I just didn't like her not a good enough answer?"

"But why didn't you-"

"Because she isn't you." He yells cutting me off.

I stand there staring at him and watch at he slowly walks over to me. I stand up from leaning on the car and turn towards him.

"She isn't you." He whispers as he walks up to me quickly, grabbing my face and pulling me in to kiss him.

Our lips move in sync as he pushes be back against the car, "I'm so fucking in love with you, y/n. I wish you would have noticed it sooner."

His lips go back to mine before I even have a chance to say anything. His tongue pushes against mine and he kisses back my jaw line, "Please." He begs, "Just let me finally have you."

I slowly look up at him and nod, "Take me home, Harry." He kisses me again and quickly opens the car door. I slide in and take a deep breathe as I pull the seat belt over my body.

"There's a lot of things I've been waiting for, y/n." He starts the car, "you being all of them."

I reach over and twirl his hair around my fingers, "Then let's cross them off." I bite my lip, "I love you. I just-" I sigh and shrug, "I wasn't sure if you were just my friend or not."

"I don't want to be friends, y/n. Since that night, I've had this.. this love for you and seeing you date other guys.. fuck." He tilts his head and sigh, "Makes me so-"

"Jealous?" I ask with a smirk.

He nods, "And so fucking pissed." He lays a hand on my thigh, "Seeing him touch you.." he slides his hand up, "Made me want to take you, lift that hot little dress up, and fuck the absolute fucking shit out of you on the bar."

His words make my breathe catch in my throat, "Harry." I whisper lowly.

"I've wanted you. For so long, y/n. I just can't sit back and watch you leave me anymore."

I unbuckle and lean over. I plant kisses along his jaw line and lay a hand on his already hard cock that straining against his pants, "I'm not going anywhere."

He moans as I palm his cock, "I promise I'll make it up to you when we get home." I lick up his neck and gently sink my teeth onto his ear lobe, "Punish me, baby. Treat me like your little slut."

He leans his head back slightly and groans, "Oh fuck, I'm going to. I promise."

I continue to kiss his neck, leaving little hickeys here and there. He moans as I grip his cock, "Almost home, baby."

I fall back into the seat and nod, "You have me so wet, Harry." I bring my dress up slightly and run a finger up and now my clothed pussy.

"I can't wait for your cock to be inside of me." I smile and bite my lip as he glances over at me. He clenches his jaw and reaches over. He slips his fingers inside the side of my panties and rubs a finger up and down my slit.

"Fuck." He groans shifting in his seat, "You are so fucking soaked for me."

His finger plays around with my folds, sliding in and out every now and then.

I moan loudly and tilt my head back, "Fuck, Harry."

He sucks in air, "My name is so hot coming from your lips." He takes his hand away and parks the car. He doesn't give me a moment to move before he's unbuckled and leaning over the center console.

His fingers find their place in my pussy, this time he isn't teasing me.

He thrusts his fingers in and out at a fast but satisfyingly pace.

I arch my back and slam my hand against the dash, letting out a pleasured scream.

Harry kisses me to quiet me, "Shh, baby. Don't want to cause a scene in the parking lot."

His hand keeps fucking me, quickly bringing me to, what I assume is, the first orgasm of many. I whimper against his lips and he chuckles, "No one can make you cum like I can."

I nod, my chest rising and falling quickly, "Only you, Harry."

"Only me. Now, come on." He slowly pulls his fingers out and fixes my drenched panties. I slowly spin around and set my legs on the floor. Harry opens my door and helps me out.

He pulls me over and kisses me, "I can't keep my hands off of you." He presses his cock into my leg, "Fuck." He shuts the door with a slam, "Come on."

I follow him up to my door and he unlocks it with his key, not letting go of my hand. He pulls me in and my back meets the door as it slams shut.

He drops to his knees and pulls the wet fabric down my legs. He pushes my dress up and lifts my leg. His mouth attaches to me and I let out a gasp, "Fuck. Fuck." I grab the door knob and grab a fistful of Harry's hair with my other.

He moans against me and nudges my clit with his nose, "Mmm."

"H-Harry." I already feel like I'm going to cum again, "Fu-" I whimper and push my head into the door, "Fuck." I moan and roll my hips on his tongue.

"You taste heavenly, y/n." He groans as he stands up. He places a hand around my neck, his fingers slowly squeezing the sides. He kisses me and I moan as I taste myself on his tongue.

"Don't you taste good, sweetheart?" He whispers, "I could eat you all day."

I nod and moan at his words.

He slips his hands behind me to my back and slowly unzips my dress and quickly takes it off my body.

He takes a step back, his eyes scan over my naked figure and he smirks, "I've missed seeing you like this."

I bite my lip and watch him as he admires me.

He unbuttons his shirt the rest of the way, shrugging it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. He kicks off his shoes and undoes his pants.

I look down at his cock that's straining against his boxers and I step towards him.

"Let's go somewhere that's more comfortable for your knees, baby." He holds his hand out and I take it. He leads me up the steps and as soon as we reach the top, we're on each other making out as we back into the bedroom.

I kick my heels off before falling back onto the bed, "Fuck." He groans as he takes his boxers off. He pumps his cock a few times and crawl up and lay on my stomach, "Let me."

Before he answers I take his cock in my mouth. I work the tip with my tongue and his breathe hitches and he moans. "Fuck, y/n."

I wrap my hand around him, stroking him, "Does that feel good, daddy?"

His snaps down quickly and a smirk grows on his lips, "It feels amazing, baby." He brushes a hand over my hair, "Now keep doing it." He pushes my head back down onto his cock and he lets out a groan, "Fuck, yeah baby."

I bob my head up and down and reach up to gently massage his balls. He lets out a gasp and bucks his hips, "Sh-shit."

He pulls back, "You're going to make me cum, and I really don't want to end the night this early." He smiles and walks around to sit on the bed. I turn my body and lay on my side, "How do you want me?"

He smirks and leans back against the headboard. He motions for me to come to him, "Any way I can get you." He whispers as I straddle him.

I drag my fingers down his chest and stomach and wrap my fingers around his cock, holding it as I slide down onto him. I bring my hand up and lay it on his chest, "Harry." I breathe out.

He bites his lip and grips my hips, "That feel good?"

I nod quickly, "Yes."

He brushes hair from my face, "Don't move."

"W-what?"

"You heard me." He smirks and tilts his head back and rests it, "I'm punishing you. Remember? So you're going to sit there for a little bit and I'm going to admire how fucking sexy you look on my cock."

I whimper slightly, "no, please."

He smirks, "Uh huh."

I dig my nails into his shoulders, "Harry." I whine, "Please."

"If you move, I'll make your wait longer for my cock and I know you want it so bad." He reaches up and plays with my nipples, "I love you."

I look at him, forgetting what we're doing for a moment and smile, "I love y-you." He thrusts his hips up gasping me to gasp, "Harry."

"Say it again. I love when you say it."

He grips my hips and slowly rocks them on his cock. The teasing has my brain fuzzy, "I-I.." I moan, "I love.. fuck.. I love you." I wrap my arms around his neck, "I love you."

He presses his lips to mine and slides a hand up my back, "I've waited to hear you say that." He kisses down my neck, "Now fuck your self on my cock, baby."

I quickly start to bounce, moaning loudly against his neck, "H-Harry."

He moans and holds me tighter, "Fuck."

He lets me ride him for a little longer before he leans me back, "Bend over." I nod and roll off of him, getting onto my knees. I slowly bend over and rest my head on the bed.

Harry positions himself behind me and brings his hand down on my ass cheek with a hard slap before he grips my hips.

I let out a whimper and he pushes himself into me, "Fuck."

He pulls out and thrusts in hard which causes me to let out a scream, "Fuck."

His thrusts are hard and slow and his moans are loud.

"You sound so hot, Harry." I moan pushing my hips back to meet his. He trails a hand up my back and wraps my hair around it, "Do I?" He groans as he pulls me up so my back meets his chest, "You like it when I moan for you?"

"Yes daddy." I moan, "Fuck, yesyesyes."

"Only for you, huh?" He pulls my hair and pushes into me, "Hmm?"

"O-only for me." I repeat, "Only me."

"You're damn right baby." He starts to thrusts again and rests his head on my shoulder, "Fuck." I reach back to grab his wrist but he takes my arm and pins it against my lower back.

He reaches around and his fingers wrap around my throat with his other hand.

I bite my lip and my moans are slightly muffled.

"Your pussy feels fucking good squeezing around my cock." He moans, "Fuck."

I whimper and my eyes roll back as I cum again.

"Again? Look at you, sweetheart. Keeping daddy's cock wet." He lets go of my throat and his thrusts slow down. He lets go of my arm and rolls me over, leaning down to hover his body over mine, "You're going to make me cum soon, where do you want it?"

I lean up and kiss him, "Where ever you want me to have it."

He smirks, "Good answer, sweetheart." He slide aback in and groans, "You're so good to me." He interlocks his fingers with mine and pins my hands above my head.

I wrap my legs around his waist and arch my back, "Fuck. Fuck." I moan and tilt my head back.

"Y/N." Harry breathes out, "I-I.. you need to.. un-"

I tighten my legs around him, "I want all of you."

He smirks and his head falls slightly as he groans one final time. He squeezes my hands as he cums.

He lifts his head and shakes it's while looking at me, "You.." he laughs slightly and gently let's go of my hands.

"Hey, it seemed like a good idea at the time, okay." I laugh and shrug, "Nothing we can do about it now." He nods, "You're right. Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?"

He reaches out and brushes my cheek with his thumb. I shake my head and lay a hand on his, "No. I'm okay." He leans in and kisses me, "You know. I should probably ask just to make it official."

I tilt my head, my head still slightly fuzzy.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I smile and nod, "Yes, Harry. Only if you'll be my boyfriend?" I laugh and he smiles.

"I think I can do that." He leans in and kisses me, "I really do love you."

I look down at him and run a hand through his hair, "And I really love you." He smiles and gets up and walks over to my dresser, "Here." He pulls out a shirt and throws it to me.

I unfold it and smile, "When did you put that in there?" I slip his shirt on. He shrugs, "Earlier today. I knew you liked it so much, so." He slips on a a pair of sweats he had in the bottom drawer and I laugh, "When did you move in?"

He shrugs, "I'm always here so."

"No, no. I'm not complaining, that's actually smart." I stand up and he holds up a lace pair of panties, "Wear these ones please? And no pants." He winks.

"Give them here." I smile and shake my head, "Spoiled is what you are, Harry. Spoiled." He walks over to me and holds me, "I know. I know. But. I'll make you something to eat in return."

"Oh okay, now I'm spoiled. Please do."

We walk downstairs and I laugh as I seen the trail of clothes going from the door to the steps.

My phone rings in my purse and I grab it off the floor and get it out, "Oh shit."

"What babe?" Harry asks peaking his head out from the kitchen.

"It's thing one calling." I roll my eyes and toss it onto the couch. I go to walk away and it rings again. Harry walks out with a smirk and picks it up, "She's busy."

He chuckles and hangs up, "Took care of that for you."

He tosses my phone down and pulls me with him to the kitchen.

"Thank you." I say looking up at him. He gives me a kiss, "Anything for you."

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Summary: request by theladyvalkurie - "Pornstar!Harry invites Y/N to be in a video"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, sex in front of cameras, hair pulling, choking, oral, scratching, squirting with fingering, just absolute FILTH

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

"So how's work going?" I ask with a slight chuckle, "You must have a lot of hard days."

He shakes his head and laughs, "You're a funny girl, y/n. Funny. Girl." He takes a deep breathe.

"What?" I lean back on the couch and look at him.

"Actually." He scratches his cheek and smiles, "Okay, this is a lot more nerve racking than I thought." He rests his hands on his knees and looks at me, "I want you to be in a video with me."

I about spit out my drink, "I'm sorry. I just thought I heard you ask me to be in a porn video with you."

He nods, "I did."

I raise my eyebrows, "Wow, Harry. Um." I laugh nervously, "That's. Wow."

He raises his hands in defense, "If you don't want to, I totally understand." I shake my head, "I didn't say I didn't want to."

He tilts his head, "Huh?"

"I just, needed a minute to process what the fuck you just asked me." I walk over to him and tilt his head up with my finger, "I'll do it." His hand slides up my legs and land on my hips, "Yeah?"

I nod and smile at him, "What's the video going to be?" I sit on his lap and wrap an arm around his neck, "Step sister? I'll be the naughty little school girl?"

He smirks and runs his finger up and down my leg, "It can be anything you want it to be."

I nod and think for a moment, "How about, I be your little sex slave. You can do anything you want to me." He raises an eyebrow, "What are you boundaries?"

I laugh, "From the amount of times we've fucked, I think you know what my boundaries are."

He nods, "You're right, y/n." He pulls me closer to him, his hard cock pushing into my leg, "What do you say we practice one more time? Hmm." He nuzzles his nose against my neck.

I bite my lip and stand up, "Let's let the tension rise so we can give your crew a good show tomorrow, hmm." He scoffs, "You're going to do me like that?" I stand up, "No. I'm going to do you tomorrow."

"Text me when you get home?"

I turn to him, "Harry. I live right next door." He smirks, "I know."

"Okay." I bite my lip and exit his apartment. I walk a few feet to my door and walk in.

Me: I'm home. That walk was treacherous.

I set my phone down on the counter and lean on it, agreeing to what Harry asked hitting me.

So many questions are flying around in my head making me think I should have stayed and practiced with Harry.

"Fuck it." I grab my phone and walk back over to Harry's, knocking on the door.

"Coming." He yells from inside. A few seconds later he opens the door, "Change your mind?" He asks with a smirk. I look up at him with a smirk, "Maybe."

He nods for me to come in. I walk past him, "I just have a bunch of questions that I didn't know I had until I got home."

"You were gone for five minutes." He chuckles, "What's up?"

"Do I have to exaggerate my moans and shit like the girls do in the videos?"

"You mean fake it?" He squints, "Do you fake it with me, y/n?"

I start to panic and shake my head, "No, no, no."

He smirks, "I'm just fucking with you, chill out." I push his shoulder and sigh, "Not funny. This is going to be on the internet, Harry. I don't want to embarrass myself."

He walks over and cups my face, "I promise you. You'll be the biggest hit on the internet."

I bite my lip, "Yeah?"

"Oh yeah." He nods and goes to step back but I grab him and push myself against him, kissing his lips. He wraps an arm around me and pulls away, "So you do want to rehearse this?"

"Shut up." I pull him back to me and he lifts me up. He carries me over to the couch and sits down so I'm straddling him. His hands grope my ass and slowly slide my leggings down so he can feel my skin.

"I want to fuck your throat tomorrow."

"You have full control over me." I smirk and slide down, my knees hitting the carpet, "Anything you want." He bites his lip and starts to slide his pants down.

My eyes focus on his cock and I wrap my hand around it, "You're so big." I say like the way they say it in the porn videos. He laughs, "Shut up." I smirk and wrap my lips around the tip, slowly licking his precum off.

He gasps and tilts his head back, "Fuck." I work my way down slowly, using my fingers to gently massage his balls which earns me a loud moan.

I sit back, "All yours." I open my mouth and stick my tongue out. He stands up and places his cock on my tongue. I look up at him from under my lashes and he smirks before slipping his cock into my mouth, pushing it into my throat.

I gag slightly and close my eyes preparing myself for him. He starts to slowly thrusts as he holds my head still. His thrusts become a bit rougher and faster.

Tears well up into my eyes and the noise of him in my throat fill my ears.

He pulls out and lifts me to my feet, "I want to taste you." He sets me down on the couch and gets down on his knees. He pulls my pants off and spreads my knees apart. He licks his lips before leaning it, slipping his tongue in and out of me.

I arch my back off the couch and moan at his touch, "Fuck, Harry." He slips his arms under my legs and pulls my hips into him. I dig my heels into his back and claw at the couch, "Fuck."

He groans as he slurps at my pussy. His fingers dig into my skin.

"H-Harry." I gasp as I twist his long hair into my fists, "Oh Shit." I moan loud and tilt my head back as he brings me to orgasm, "Fuck, fuck." I repeat over and over again.

He pulls away and kisses up my legs, leaning over me to kiss my lips, "Devine as always." He points to the arm of the chair, "Bend over that."

I nod and get into position. He places one foot on the couch and the other is on the floor. He spits, which I can feel run down over my ass. He rubs it on my pussy before pushing the head of his cock in.

"Fuck." He groans deeply, "Tomorrow is going to be so fun." He thrusts all the way in and pulls my hips to meet him.

I gasp and tilt my head back, him taking the opportunity to grab a fist full of my hair and yank, "You like that, huh?" I moan in response.

His thrusts are hard and slow, "I can't wait to fuck you in front of those cameras tomorrow."

"Show everyone how much of a dirty girl you really are."

"Harry." I whimper as my body starts to shake. He reaches around and rubs my clit in circles, "Cum for me, y/n."

I gasp and hand my head down, pushing against him as much as I can. I squeeze my thighs together as my high rips through me for the second time.

He wraps and arm around my waist and kisses my shoulder as his thrusts finally get sloppy. He pulls out and I can feel his cum spurt all over my back and asscheeks.

He rests his forehead on my shoulder as we both breathe heavy.

"Stay there I'll go get you a towel." He kisses my head as he goes to the bathroom. He comes out and wipes off my back side, "There ya go."

I sit down on the couch and take a deep breathe, "I think we'll be fine for tomorrow." He chuckles, "That we will."

"So like, is it nerve racking to do that on camera?" I grab a blanket and cover my body as I stretch out on the couch. He slides his boxers on and sits down, "Eh, sometimes. You get used to it."

I nod, "Hmm."

"Why? You want to make a career out of it?" He smirks, "I can make that happen."

I roll my eyes, "Only if it's with you, Mr Styles."

"I can make that happen."

I smile slightly, "We'll see."

——

"Ready to go?" Harry asks as he leans against the doorway of the bathroom.

I turn around and nod, "Let's do this."

We walk down to Harry's car and he opens my door, "Wow. Such a gentleman." I tease as I slip in. He shuts my door and walks around to his, "I try my best."

I chew on the inside of my lip, the nerves about having sex in front of a group of people setting it.

"Oh, by the way, I made some phone calls after you fell asleep last night. It'll just be one person in with us today. I made sure to make it as comfortable as I could for you." He looks over at me and smiles.

I sigh, "Okay good. Because I was afraid I would have chickened out if there was a whole stadium watching us."

He laughs, "A stadium? There's like 5 at most sometimes. I mean, it depends on what video you're doing but still."

I stare out the window as we drive to our destination.

"Just stay focused on me the whole time, alright? I got you." He lays a hand on my leg to comfort me. I nod once and lay a hand on his.

"And we're here." He puts his window down and stops at the shack thing, "Harry Styles and y/n y/l/n."

"Have a good shoot guys." The guard says while tipping his hat.

"Oh we will." Harry winks at me before pulling into his parking spot. "Ready? Let's go meet the crew." I get out of the car and Harry takes my hand, "If you want to stop at anytime, just let me know."

"I'll be okay. I just have to get over this anxiety. I want to do this." I smirk, "We're doing this." He lays his arm over my shoulder and we walk into the building.

"Hey Styles. This must be y/n." A man with a beard holds his hand out for me to shake. I lay my hand into him and he nods, "Nice to meet you, I'm Hoyt. I am the camera man for most of these videos on this side of the studio. That over there, that's who we call, Tad. He's one of the directors."

"Nice to meet you." I look over in the direction of Tad and he nods with a smile and a small wave.

"Which room will we be shooting in today, Hoyt?" Harry asks, "Please tell me it's the light room."

"It is in fact the light room." Hoyt nods with a laugh, "Go give y/n the walk through and I'll see you guys soon."

Harry pulls me down a hall. I can hear loud, over exaggerated moans coming from within the walls.

"That's Zak and Mia. Drama queens." Harry rolls his eyes and stops outside of a door labeled with L.R.

"This." He open the door, "Is where we'll be." He motions for me to step inside and the room is lit up with purple led lights all around the top trim of the walls. There is a large bed, a leather couch and weird, long looking chair that I'm guessing you lay on? I have no idea.

The bed has handcuffs already attached to all four corners of it and there's a wall with different toys and props.

"You like it?" Harry asks walking up behind me. He places a hand on my waist. I turn towards him, "Can't wait to fuck you in the light room."

"Hey Harry. Is this y/n?" A lady asks standing at the door. He nods, "Yes this is. Y/n, this is Stacy. She does the hair, makeup, and styling."

"Hi." I smile and wave.

She smiles, "Whenever you're ready, I'm three doors down on the left." She walks away and I look at Harry, "I guess I better go get ready."

——

"All done."

I turn to look in the mirror and I'm shocked at how hot I look. This green lace set really looks good on me. "Wow. Thank you!" I turn to Stacy and she smiles, "Anything for our performers." She winks.

I throw on the robe she gave me and I walk back into the room. Harry is sitting there with jeans and a white floral print shirt that's halfway unbuttoned, taking to Hoyt.

"There she is!" He smiles and walks over to me, "Whenever you're ready to start you just let me know." I nod and start to untie my robe. I pause for a moment, kicking out all of my anxiety.

I look over at Hoyt, "Ready?" He nods, "I'll roll whenever that robe comes off, honey." I smile slightly and nod. I look at Harry who's sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me.

He tilts his head and has his palms pressed together as his elbows rest on his knees.

I slip the robe off my shoulders and out of the corner of my eye, I see Hoyt raise the camera.

I slowly walk towards Harry as I continue to take the robe off. I let it drop just as I get over to him and his hands immediately find contact with my skin.

I straddle him and lean down with him as he lays back. We start to make out and I arch my back, sticking my ass out more for the shot.

His hands slide up and down my body, slipping in and out of the straps of my outfit.

We roll over and he kisses down my neck, over my chest and down my stomach. He leans up, "Take this off for me." He pulls a strap on my thigh and lets it snap against my skin.

I sit up onto my knees and reach behind me to undo my bra. I teasingly slide the material down my arms and off my body, dropping it on the bed beside me.

My hands cup my boobs as I slide them down my stomach. I lifts my legs up and slide my panties down my legs, just as slow.

He grabs my ankles as soon as they're off and pulls me to the end of the bed. I spread my legs and he kisses up my calf and thigh until he gets to my clit. He takes it between his lips and starts to suck and flick it with his tongue.

I gasp and arch my back. My eyes roll back at the sensation and I let out a moan.

Harry brings his hand up and continues to rub as he moves down and licks up my slit. I look down at him and watch as he eats me out, whimpering and moaning as the feeling.

"Harry." I moan loudly, "Fuck." I run a hand through his hair and push his face into me. He slides his finger down and slips it into me. I gasp and pull his hair a bit harder. He moans at the feeling and slips another finger in. He starts to finger fuck me fast, "Cum for me."

I reach down and rub my clit, becoming a whimpering moaning mess, "Shit. Shit. Shit." I moan loud and gasp as I can feel myself squirt onto his hand.

"That's it baby, fuck." He groans, "You gunna do that again for me?" He looks up at me and I nod, breathing heavy.

"Good girl." He inserts his fingers again and starts up at his pace. My fingers go to my clit again and I pull my leg back, moaning as the feeling comes back, "Fuck." I arch my back off the bed as Harry moan, "That a girl. Fuck."

He stands up and starts to unbutton his shirt. I keep my fingers on my clit as I watch him take his clothes off, "I need you." I whimper, "Fuck. I need you so bad."

Once he's naked he crawls on top of me, "You'll get me here soon, baby." He brings a hand up and runs a thumb over my bottom lip, "I need to fuck that gorgeous mouth of yours."

He moves up so he's hovering above my chest. I bring my hands up and wrap both hands around his cock, pumping him as I suck on the tip.

"Fuck, baby." He moans as he smooths my hair out. I look up at him, "Whenever you want it." I open my mouth and stick my tongue out. He groans quietly as he taps the tip on my tongue a few times.

He slips his cock into my mouth and it goes straight into my throat, "Oh fuck you feel so good." He moans as he thrusts in and out of my mouth, "Fuck."

The sound of saliva squishing and me gagging is loud. Tears streak down my cheeks as he's a bit rougher than he was last nights "Shit!" He grabs my hair and bobs my head to meet his thrusts, "Shit baby."

He pulls out and stands up, "Come here." I sit up and crawl over to him. He turns me around and spreads my ass cheeks apart, circling his fingers around my top hole, "You look so tight."

His fingers move down to my pussy and his fingers enter me again, curling them slowly as his thumb rubs my clit. I moan and arch my back again, "Harry." I moan as I reach around to spread my cheek for him.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard." He pulls my hips as he lines himself up, thrusting in causing me to scream out with pain and pleasure, as I'm still a little sore from last nights fucking.

His grip is hard, probably enough to leave bruises and his thrusts are so hard and deep I think I blacked out for a moment because it felt so good.

Hoyt brings the camera around to capture my reaction to Harry's cock and I give him an honest shot. My fingers are clawing at the bed sheets as my eyes roll back. Moaning and groaning with each hit of Harry's hips on my ass.

"Fuck!" I squeal out as I can feel my orgasm coming again, "Harry! Please do-don't stop. Don-" I let out a scream as he pull out and vigorously rubs my clit.

My body jolts forward and back as I cum, all over the bed.

"That's it. That's fucking it." Harry groans as slips back into me, "Fuck. Your pussy feels so good." He rubs my asshole with his thumb and slowly slips it in. I gasp and throw my head back at the added pleasure.

"Fuck, fuck." I moan and push my hips back to meet his thrusts, "Your cock feels so good." I moan loudly and throw my head down into the mattress.

"Cum all over my cock, I know you wanna cum again." He groans while bringing his hand down to connect hard with my skin.

His words. His voice. How he's fucking me is enough to keep making me cum back to back to back.

I grip the sheets and clench around him as the third orgasm shreds through my body. My legs get shakey and my head goes fuzzy, "F-fuck."

"Turn around here." He groans and I turn around as quickly as I can once he pulls out. I close my eyes just as his cum shoots out and lays on my face. I stick my tongue out and catch some on there.

"Fuck." He gasps and moans as he comes down off his high, "Shit." He opens his eyes and looks down at me. He smiles as he takes his finger and drags it through his cum, placing his finger in my mouth for me to suck clean.

"And cut." Hoyt says, "That was so fucking hot. The comfortability level was insane. The people are going to love this." He snaps and points at Harry, "Great job, mate."

Harry nods and grabs a robe, draping it over my shoulders, "There's a bathroom right through that door. Go get cleaned up and I'll meet you out here." He runs a hand over my hair and smiles, "You did amazing."

I smile and walk to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

——

A few days later I walk into Harry's apartment. He's on the phone with someone with a big smile on his face.

"Fuck, that's amazing. Yes, please. No, no. I'll tell her, I'll tell her." He looks over at me and points, "Yeah she's here now so I'll call you right back."

He hangs up the phone and throws it on the couch, "They want to give us our own channel."

My eyes go wide, "Th- what?"

"Our own channel, y/n. You and me. The users absolutely went feral over our video. Something about the level of intimacy and connection we had." He walks over, "Only if you're down for it."

"It will only be you and I fucking each other?" I raise an eye brow, "No one else?"

He shakes his head, "Not unless you want there to be."

I smirk, "Well, I guess I can finally stop being jealous about you fucking other girls now, so I'm in."

"You what?" He leans back and looks at me.

"I said I'm in." I smile and sit down on the couch. He shakes his head, "No no, the part before that." I cross my arms, "We'll only be fucking each other?"

"After that, y/n." He sits down next to me, "Why didn't you say anything?" I shrug, "Because we are only f.w.b's. You're not supposed to get feelings."

"We'll we aren't just f.w.b's anymore. We're co-workers." He winks and I laugh, gently smacking his shoulder, "Let's plan some videos."

——

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Summary: Y/n meets Harry at a frat party and it goes.. well?

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, weed smoking, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, oral (both), hair pulling, choking, etc. just filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

"Come on, y/n. Its not everyday that we get invited to the one and only Alpha Pi Kappa." My best friend, Margo says as she pulls on my arm, "Come on. Please." She gets down besides me and sticks out her lip, "Please?"

I sigh, "Isn't their dumbass leader Harry?"

She raises her eye brows and smirks, "Yes it is."

I roll my eyes, "No."

"No? How could you say no to .." she gets on her phone and taps before flipping it around towards me, "This." Her screen shows Harry, shirtless, at the beach with his other numbskull buddies.

I smirk slightly and shake my head, "Yeah he's hot. Okay, I'll give him that, but if you're not a popular girl or super hot like him, he won't think twice about you."

"That's why we get hot! Now come on." She stands up and opens the closet, "Pick something. My selection of party wear is way better than yours.. no offense."

I laugh knowing she's right.

"Okay fine." I sigh and get up from my bed, "Oh. This little black dress is cute. I think it'll go good with those red heels I have."

She nods vigorously, "Yes yes yes!"

— — —

My heels clack against the road as we quickly cross with a group of people - all going to the same place we are.

I wrap my arms around myself trying to contain everything. My boobs are about to bust out of this dress.

The music is so loud I can hear it from down the street.

There's people hanging around outside, someone is behind held up doing a keg stand and the bystanders are chanting "Chug! Chug! Chug!"

I chuckle and look around for Margo.

"Hey." She comes up behind me, "Ready? Harry is inside. I wanna get a good look at him." She winks at me and heads for the steps.

I follow after her. She stops as we get inside, looking around in awe. "This is awesome! I'm going to get us a drink!" She yells over the music bumping.

I nod and walk over to a non crowded corner.

My eyes scan the room.

No, I'm not looking for Harry per say, but if he come into my line of vision, I wouldn't mind it. I only ever spoke to him once and he seemed higher than a kite. He bumped into me and didn't even apologize.

Asshole.

Margo comes up to me and hands me a solo cup containing a mystery beverage, "What is this?"

"I don't know, I told the guy making the drinks to make me something good." She goes to drink her concoction but I stop her, "Did you watch him make these? He didn't spike them did he?"

"Oh my god, Thea. Stop worrying so much. Just shut up and drink." She chugs her drink and throws her cup on the floor, "You're not done? Come on, I want to dance!"

I sigh and swirl the liquid around before downing it.

"Oh my god." I try not to gag, "That was so gross."

She grabs my hand, "Come on. Harry is over here. Let's give him a show." She drags me through the crowd of people, planting us directly in the middle.

She starts to move her body against mine. Her hands sliding down my sides. I slowly start to get into it, my hands dragging across hers, turning around to face her.

"He's watching." I see her lips mouth. She points to the left of us and there stands Harry with a bunch of guys and girl, his arm slung over the one red head.

I clench my jaw at the site.

Is it because I hate him? Is it because I'm jealous?

Honestly, I have no idea.

I look away from him but I can feel his stare on me. I bite my lip and start to get into dancing with Margo more. I turn her around and grab her hips as she grinds back onto me.

I flip my hair and slide my hand down her back, glancing over at Harry who now is standing up straight with his arms crossed.

I turn Margo around and I do to her what she did to me. When I look back, Harry's gone.

"Mind if I cut in?" A tall blonde asks slipping between us, "Sure." I smile slightly but that fades as he chooses to dance with Margo.

I stand there, looking around to see if anyone wants to dance with me. I quickly move off the dance floor and go back to my corner. My insecurities fighting their way to the surface.

I shouldn't have worn this dress. I should have just stayed home. I shouldn't be here.

"Hey pretty lady." A guy slams into the wall next to me, "What are y-ou doing all alone?" I lean away from him, "Too drunk. Nope." I go to walk away but he grabs my wrist and pulls me to him.

I yank my wrists but his grip is too tight for me to break free, "Don't be like that, baby." He leans in to try and kiss me but is shoved and he bounces off the wall onto the floor.

"She said no."

I look up to see Harry standing there. He looks over at me, "I told them not to let this shit head in anymore." He looks down at 'shit head' and moves his arm with his shoe, "Get out."

The guy gets up quickly and stumbles towards the door.

Harry looks over at me, "You alright?" I nod, "Um, yeah. I'm good." He nods, "You smoke?"

"Smoke what?" I ask, my innocence really showing.

He laughs and nods towards the stairs, "Come on." He starts to walk away and my legs automatically follow him.

As I follow him, I watch as his arm flexes with each grab of the railing. I think to myself how it would feel gripping my hair as I-

I'm lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize he stopped, "Oops. Sorry." I mumble as I step back from him.

"You're good. Here." He point to a door, "Come on." He opens the door and lets me walk in first. There's two guys sitting in low lounge chairs across from each other.

"What's up, Styles?" The one says holding out the, what I'm guessing is a blunt. Harry takes it and brings it up to his lips. I watch him as he slowly exhales the smoke.

My eyes go to the floor as he looks over at me, "This is y/n." I look up at the guys and hold my hand up, "Hi."

"This is Zayn and this is Louis." Harry walks over and plops down onto the third lounger, "Come here." I slowly walk over to him and he holds his hand out, "Sit."

"On your lap?" I whisper to him. He smirks and nods, "Only if you want to." I nod once before sliding onto his legs. He wraps an arm around my back to support me and lays the other one over my thighs.

"This party is getting boring." He states as he takes the blunt from, I think Louis.

"Yeah, that's why we're up here." Zayn laughs, "Too many people. I'm over it."

Louis agrees, "Totally. So y/n, you go to school here?" I turn my head to look at him and nod with a smile, "Yeah."

Harry nudges me and I look over and down at his hand. Between his ring covered fingers is the blunt with a line of smoke coming from it, "Want a hit?"

I slowly reach up and take the object into my own fingers and bring it up to my lips.

"Now you might cou-"

I cut Harry off with a vicious cough. I bring my arm up and cover my mouth with my elbow, "Oh god." I place my hand on my chest and calm down.

"Here love." Louis sets a water bottle into Harry's hand, "You ever smoke before?"

I shake my head, slightly embarrassed.

"Well congratulations, we just took your stoner virginity." Zayn smiles as he take a hit, "Welcome to the club."

I smile and look down at the blunt before taking another hit. This time I don't cough.

"Hold it for a few seconds before exhaling." Harry says watching me, "It'll feel so good." He lightly squeezes my thigh and I swallow anxiously.

I start to feel dizzy almost, but it's a good kind of dizzy.

"Do you guys do this all the time?" I giggle, "This is awesome."

"She's feeling good." Louis chuckles, "Oh to be a new stoner and not have to smoke so much."

I zone out of their conversation and turn my head to look at Harry. He has his head tilted back as he takes another hit. He opens his eyes and I smile at him when he looks at me.

He reaches up and grabs my chin, pulling me to him. His lips brush against mine, "Open and inhale." He says while holding in his breathe.

I do as he says and he exhales the smoke into my mouth. I hold it for a few seconds before exhaling the excess.

"Now that, my dear, is called shotgunning." Louis says proudly, "That's one of my favorite thing to do."

I keep my eyes on Harry as he brings the blunt to my lips. I wrap my lips around and close my eyes as I feel the smoke hit my throat. I tilt my head back and look down at Harry with a smirk.

He stay still but parts his lips, indicating he wants me to come to him. I lean down and press my lips to his before I lean back and blow the smoke into his mouth.

He shakes his head slightly with a smirk. His hand slides up and down my back and I feel it leave for a split second before it's right back to where it was.

"We're going to be right back." Zayn and Louis get up and leave the room.

"How do you feel?" Harry whispers lowly, "You look like you feel good."

I bite my lip at his words and nod slowly, "Why don't you find out." I shock myself with how confident I sounded just now, but I'm going to roll with it.

I shift so I'm straddling him, "That's why you brought me up here isn't it?" He raise show eye brows and tilts his head, "One of the reasons."

"Oh, okay. So why don't we just focus on the one reason now, and we can worry about the other ones after, yeah?" I watch as his lips curl into a smile and his perfect teeth pull his bottom lip between them.

Without another word spoken, he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me towards him, his lips attacking mine. I let out a slight whimper as his teeth sink down into my lip.

"You like that?" He asks lowly.

"Mhm." I lean back in and continue making out with him. His hands push my dress up and hie slips his fingers into the band of my panties, "These are mine now."

I nod and help him get them off. He stuff them into his pocket before his hand goes back to in between my legs, "Fuck. You're soaked already."

"I kept thinking about you." I whimper as he plays with my clit.

"Thinking about what?" He asks, watching my face twitch with pleasure, "Tell me and I'll give you more."

"You. Your cock." I gasp as he slides a finger up and down my slit, feeling how wet I am for him.

"What about my cock?" He circles around my opening and goes back to my clit, repeating the action until I answer.

"How good you'd feel in my pussy. My throat. Everywhere." I moan and tilt my head back as he slips a finger in, his rings pushing against my skin.

"Your throat huh? Are you giving me permission?" He brings a hand up and rubs his thumb over my lips and chin, "I'd love to fuck that gorgeous mouth of yours."

I wrap my lips around his thumb and nod as I look into his eyes.

His lips part as I suck and grind my hips on his hand.

"You dirty girl, fucking yourself on my fingers." He leans up and nips my chin, "I'll give you something better here in a little bit, hmm." He plants kisses along my jaw as he slips in another finger.

I moan and arch my back, pushing my hips down onto his fingers more, "Harry." I whimper gripping his shoulders, "I want more."

Without any hesitation, he gets a third inside me and I moan louder, "Fuck." He smirks and lets me grind on his hand, watching me.

"That's it, that's a good girl. You gunna cum for me? I can feel you tightening around my fingers." He whispers into my ear, "Be a good girl and cum for me."

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Harry." I reach down to grab his wrist, rocking my hips a little fast, "I'm gunna cum, oh fuck."

I tighten my thighs and throw my head back with a loud gasp. He tilts my head back to him and kisses me as I come down from my high, "You wanna taste yourself?"

I nod and stick my tongue out. He pulls his fingers out of my pussy slowly and brings them up, "Look at how wet you are, fuck." He inspects them and then lays them on my tongue.

I wrap my lips around them, sucking and swirling my tongue to get every part of his fingers I can.

He moan as he watches my actions, "You're so hot." He pulls his fingers out, "Let me fuck that mouth, baby."

I get off of him and he stands up, taking off his clothes, leaving him naked in front of me. His body is perfectly chiseled and his tattoos make it a thousand times better.

"Take your dress off, I need to see all of you." He starts to pump his cock as I slip out of my dress. I go to take my heel off but he stops me, "Leave 'em on."

I nod and get into my knees, "Fuck I can't wait to feel you gag on my cock." He says as he walks over to me. I look up at him and gently place my hands on his thighs.

"If I get to rough just tap me." He brushes my hair back and holds it into a ponytail. He brushes his cock against my lips and I open, tasting his leaking precum on my tongue.

He moans at the licks of my tongue, "Fuck." I start to bob my head before I push myself all the way down onto him, getting my breathing under control fairly quick.

He tightens his grip on my hair and starts to thrust in and out of my mouth, moaning and cursing with each thrust.

I can feel my eyes start to water and I blink, causing tears to fall down my cheeks. He pulls out and brings me up to my feet. He wipes away my tears and my smile at him, "Don't worry. They're good tears."

He smirks and kisses me again, backing me up until my legs hit the bed, the kiss getting hotter by the second.

"How do you want me to fuck you?" He whispers as he kisses down my neck and chest. He lays me back and kisses down my stomach and over my hips. He looks up at me, waiting for an answer.

I look down at him, "Hard and fast. Don't take it easy on me."

He smirks at my words and spreads my legs, "You're dripping for me, baby. Fuck." He leans in and licks a strip up my pussy and sucks on my clit. I gasp and arch my back off the bed, "Oh fuck."

He grips my hips to keep them on the bed and starts attacking my opening with his tongue. I reach down and tangle my fingers into his curly hair, pulling as he starts to vigorously eat me out.

"H-Harry.." I whimper and gasp as I can feel him bringing me towards my second orgasm of the night, "please don't stop. Please don't stop." I chant over and over, "fuck."

I let out a pleasured scream as Harry continues to eat me out through my high.

He pulls away and crawls up my tired body. He kisses me, shoving his tongue against mine so I can taste myself on him.

"Don't you taste good baby?" He groans as he slides his cock against my wet pussy, "I can't wait to feel inside of you."

I pull him closer to me and continue to kiss him.

The kiss is broken by both of us gasping as he slides into me, bottoming out right away.

"Oh shit. You're so fucking tight and wet, fuck." He curses in a deep groan.

"Fuck Harry I need you to move, please fuck me." I beg desperately.

He sits up, gripping my hips so hard his rings will leave bruises. He pins my hips down and starts to thrusts, not giving me a moment to prepare.

I let out a pleasured scream.

"That's if baby. Let everyone know how good I make you feel." He groans, "Fuck. Let your friend know that I'm fucking you instead of her."

I completely forgot about Margo, but I really don't care right now either.

"Harry. Harry. Fuck, Harry." I moan loudly, desperately trying to grip the sheets for leverage, "Fuckfuckfuck." I arch my back off the bed and moan.

"God damn. You're incredible." He praises, "Fuck."

He brings his thumb to my clit, viciously rubbing circles onto it.

I cum again, clenching around him as I arch and twist my body off the, now, sweaty sheets.

"Mm, fuck." Harry pulls out and I can feel his string of cum land on my stomach, "Shitshitshit." He pants quickly, "Fuck."

I lay there breathing heavy with my eyes closed for a few minutes until Harry comes back and wipes off the cum.

He plops down next to me and looks over at me as he brings one arm up behind his head, "Come here." He extends his free arm, inviting me to lay with him.

"You good?" He asks still breathing kinda heavy. I nod, "Oh yeah. I'm good."

He rubs my arm with his hand and I lay there listening to him breathe, "So how do you know who I am?"

He chuckles, "I've known who you are since the day I ran into you by accident."

I smile, "Really?"

"Yeah, I was so caught of guard by how pretty you were I panicked and all I could get out was-"

"Watch where you're going." I say with him.

He laughs, "Ha. Yeah. Exactly. You remember that?" I nod, "You really don't forget when Harry Styles bumps into you and doesn't apologize even though it's his fault." I giggle and poke his chest.

"Yeah. Yeah, sorry about that." He kisses my head and pulls me closer to him. "This probably isn't the best time, but would you want to go on a date with me?"

I smirk and look up at him, "Only if you roll another blunt for us."

He smiles and nods, "Deal."

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cinemastyles-blog · 1 year

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Categorized by each of Harry’s Eras

All of these are SMUT one shots unless they say fluff beside them.

The list will be updated as one shots are written.

Niall Horan Smut One Shots -> @wastedonhoran

Louis Tomlinson Smut One Shots -> @holdinonto-heartache

LONG HAIR HARRY

Temporary Fix

Lights, Camera, Action.

Lights, Camera, Action. Part 2

Lights, Camera, Action. Part 3

Tattooed Harry

Your Brother Will Kill Me

Not A Free Show

You Like That?

Becky’s So Hot

Was It Worth the Wait?

Exploration

FRAT BOY HARRY

Frat House

B.M.W.B

Game On.

Model For Me

Cherry Pop

What Happens on the Tour Bus, Stays on the Tour Bus. What Happens on the Tour Bus, Stays on the Tour Bus Part 2

Can I Take You Somewhere?

Isn’t Your Mom Home?

I Love Being in the Band.

And Scene.

PRINCE HARRY

Visiting Home

Visiting Home Part 2

A Friend of Harry’s [Zarry]

Riding the High

Best Tutor Ever

BANDANA HARRY

You Got Me

Make Up

Matter of Time apart 2

DUNKIRK HARRY

Under My Skin

Spill or Fill

Spill or Fill Part 2

Spill or Fill Part 3

One & Done?

Medicine

Assistant C.E.O

Tensions Are High

Teacher’s Lounge

Glad You Passed By

HS1 HARRY

Live in Studio

Live in Studio Part 2

Golden

Red Cuffs

Show Me How You Do It

Kiwi. Part 1 and Part 2

It Pays To Be A Harry Girl

Just A Girl in the Bar

FINE LINE HARRY

Still the One

Still the One Part 2

Loved You First

Staying Focused

Staying Focused Part 2

To Be So Lonely

MANBUN HARRY

When You Know, You Know.

A-hole to Everyone but You

MUSTACHE/QUARANTINE HARRY

Late Night Talking

Three Plus One fluff blurb

Next Room Over

So, You’re Mr..

So, You’re Mr.. Part 2

HARRY’S HOUSE/ CURRENT HARRY

Punished

Showered with Love fluff blurb

Iced Vanilla Latte

We Should[n’t] Be Alone Together

We Should[n’t] Be Alone Together Part 2

You Think Of Me When Exactly?

Say That Again, Baby

Just Like the Movies?

Just a Guitarist?

BOXER HARRY

Come On, You Got It.

NARRY

When In Rome [Narry]

To Niall, From Harry

Now, Imagine That With Two

Guess who [Harry, Niall, Zayn]

Touch Each Other

FANFICTION

Two Ghosts [hs]

PRIVATE AFFAIR [h.s]

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

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cinemastyles-backup · 7 months

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Summary: Y/N and Harry lose contact after many years and finally run into each other and he invites y/n to his listening party for his album, Fine Line and reconnect.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, oral, hair pulling, general filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

After breaking the news to Harry about my parents moving, I sat there in silence.

After a few moments he lays an arm over my shoulder and I look over at him, "I'm going to miss you y/n." He says with tears in his eyes.

I sniffle and nod, "I know, Harry. I'm going to miss you. I wish I could stay." I wipe my tears away with my sweatshirt sleeve.

"Everyone at the bakery is going to miss you, too." He rubs my shoulder, "We'll have to call each other every night."

I nod, "Just promise me one thing."

He nods, "Anything, y/n."

"Just follow your dreams of being a singer. Don't give up. I know you can make it." I lean in and kiss his cheek.

He smiles slightly, "I will. I'll get big and famous and I'll find you. I promise."

I get up and walk towards the door and Harry calls out my name. I turn and he walks over to me, "Promise me you'll travel the world like you've always wanted to do."

I nod, "I love you, Harry."

"I love you, Y/N."

And with a simple peck on the lips, I was gone. On a plane with my parents to a new life.

—— Years Later

"This is beautiful." I say tilting my head, "It definitely has a very strong story behind it, don't you think?" I turn to my friend. She tilts her head and nods, "Oh, it definitely does, y/n."

"Something about not knowing who you are and going through the ups and downs then coming out of absolute hell.. knowing who you are." I pause for a moment, my eyes going over every paint line.

"Wow. That's- I don't even know how to respond to that." She laughs slightly, "Are you okay?" I nod and smile, "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Let's walk over here."

We walk over, looking around at the other paintings on the walls.

I walk over to this one paintings hanging up and it reminds me of someone. The feelings I'm getting from looking at this piece of art, is the same feeling I remember having when I said goodbye to Harry.

Like something important to you is being ripped away and you have absolutely no control over it.

I find myself smiling as I think of the times with Harry. At the bakery, goofing around in his living room, walking in the park, arguing over stupid stuff, and the first time he kissed me.

God, he was so nervous. It was so cute.

I zone out and go to turn and I bump into the back of someone, "Oh gosh. I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't see you there."

He slowly turns his head and my stomach drops.

"Harry?"

"Y/N?"

He immediately takes me into his arms and spins me around, "What are you doing here?"

I keep my arms around him, "I'm traveling the world." He laughs, "I can't- I ju- oh my god." He hugs me tighter.

We stand there, in the middle of the art gallery holding onto each other.

He steps back, keeping his hands on my shoulders, "Still as beautiful as ever." His words make me blush, "Harry." I look down and he pulls me into his chest again.

"What's going on here?" Jess asks walking over to me. I smile and step away but still keeping an arm around Harry's waist, "Jess.. this is Harry."

"As in.. the Harry?" Her mouth drops, "No way." She looks over at him, "She never stops talking about you, by the way."

I scoff, "No. I-"

"I never stop talking about her either, so it's okay." He rubs my back and I smile.

"This is straight out of a rom com, dude." Jess shakes her head, "This is crazy." I nod and look up at Harry, "I know. I know. What are you doing in Berlin?"

He keeps his eyes on me, "I'm hosting a, um, listening party for my second album."

I smile, "Second one already?."

"It sure is."

I lay my head on him, "I knew you could do it." He points to me, "I have her to thank. I didn't give up. I wanted to, trust me. But I promised her I wouldn't."

"This is fucking insane." Jess smiles, "I can't-" she shakes her head, "We need to go get coffee and you need to fill me in on the love of Harry and y/n."

She starts to walk to the exit.

"Do you have time to get coffee?" I ask Harry. He nods, "Of course I do." We follow Jess out the door and walk down the street to a little cafe.

——

"So yeah. That's the story of Harry and y/n." I say smiling over at Harry. He nods and sips his coffee, "It sure is."

"So, you told her you'd find her?" Jess asks pointing to me while looking at Harry. He nods, "I did." She points to Harry and looks at me, "And you promised him you'd travel the world?"

I nod, "Correct." She shakes her head and smiles, "Straight out of a rom com." She shakes her head and quickly sets her cup down, "So wait. He's the one who wrote that 'woman la-la-la-la-la wo-woman' song you like so much?"

"Yes, and he's the one who also wrote Kiwi. The one you like a lot."

"Ah. So you do listen to my music." Harry teases, "It's a great album, I know, I know.

I roll my eyes and laugh, "And now, you have your second album." I shake my head and smile at him, "I'm proud of you, Harry."

He smiles and looks over at Jess when she puts her hand up, "So you're hosting a what?" Jess asks drinking her coffee. He runs a hand through his hair, "A listening party. You guys should come. You'll get to hear my new album, Fine Line." He looks at me, "Will you come?"

I nod, "Of course, Harry." I lay a hand on his and his thumb gently rubs the back of my hand, "I won't miss it."

His phone goes off and he reaches into his sweater pocket to grab it, "I have to take this. I'll be right back." He winks at me and walks away.

"Your parents ripped you away from that?" Jess says lowly. I nod, "Yep. Didn't even give me a choice. Just.." I point my thumb into the air.

Harry walks back over, "That was someone from my team, I have to go and okay everything for tomorrow. If you give me your number, y/n, I can text you the details."

I take his phone and add my number, "I'll be expecting a text from you." I smile and hand him his phone back, "Of course you'll get one." He leans down and kisses my cheek, "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"You sure will." Jess says hitting the table, "See you Harry." She waves to him and nudges me as he walks away, "He's still in love with you."

I watch as he rounds the corner and disappears, "And I'm still in love with him."

——

I walk up to the doors with Jess by my side, "I'm so excited." She says pulling on the door, "I've never been to a listening party."

"Me either, so I'm sure this will be an experience." I walk in past her and make our way to where Harry told us to go.

"You made it!" Harry says jogging over to me, "Glad to see you." He wraps his arms around me, holding me until I lean back, "I'm glad to see you."

All I want is to kiss him right now.

He smiles and keeps me in arms reach as he starts to give his speech about his album. I watch as his eyes gleam with happiness and I can't help but smile the whole time.

He glances over at me every now and then and he smiles every time.

He finishes up his speech and walks over to me, "I'm so excited for you to hear this." He hands me a pair of head phones after putting a pair around his neck.

"I'm excited to hear it." I bite my lip and sit down, placing the headphones on my ears.

Harry sits across from me and shakes his head as he smiles.

I can't believe after all these years, I finally have Harry with me again, I promise I'm not letting him go this time.

A few song play that are upbeat and very catchy. The one that starts playing is slow. There's a piano playing. Harry's voice is slow and mellow to start then suddenly it hits me and I start to tear up. I quickly wipe my tears away and look up.

Harry tilts his head and gives me a thumbs up. I nod and smile. This song is kinda sad and it breaks my heart because he sings about what If he's not someone he doesn't want around or something. I'm not sure, it's a sad song to me.

I give Harry a pouty look and my eyes water.

"Falling?" He mouths to me.

I nod and he smiles, "it's okay."

The song ends and the next one is him calling himself an arrogant son of a bitch, and I can't help but giggle.

I glance over at him and he's looking around at everyone who came to listen to his music.

He looks so good in his striped shirt and sweater vest pulled over it. His hair slicked back and the way his chin rests on his hand.

I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts. I bite my lip and close my eyes, listening to the sound of Harry's voice - which doesn't help.

His voice is so sexy and genuine.

I take a quiet deep breathe and look up at him. He's watching me. God, I hope he didn't pick up on me checking him out.

I can feel my cheeks getting hotter as the thoughts get harder to fight off. As young teens, sex wasn't even thought about, I mean, it most likely would have happened but we're grown now and now Harry can probably throw me aro-

Stop it. Stop it.

I smile up at Harry and he smirks.

Shit.

He could read me like a book then, I'm sure he still can.

——

"Well?" He asks eagerly waiting to hear the feedback.

"Harry. That was... wow." Jess says making an explosion noise as she wiggles her fingers around her head.

"Falling made me tear up. But I think you saw that." I smile slightly and look down. He gives me a hug and leans down, "I saw a lot of things." He whispers lowly into my ear, "You're still an open book to me, y/n."

Well damn.

"Yeah- I-" I sigh, "You got me." I laugh and look up at him. He smiles and lightly drags his hand down my back, "We can talk about it over dinner, yeah?"

I nod, "Yes. Please." He smiles, "Okay. Just give me like an hour or two to meet and greet and then we can head back to my hotel." He winks and walks over to the group of people looking at his album.

"Did I hear you're going back to his hote!?" Jess whispers, "Giiirl." I shake my head, "Not like- no. For dinner."

"And dessert." She winks before walking away to look around. I sit back down in the seat and I can't help but smile. My thoughts running back to when Harry and I were together.

He comes over to check on me every now and then and finally it's time to go.

"Ready?" He asks slipping his jacket on. I nod, "Yes I am." I look over at Jess and she waves for me to go. Harry holds his hand out and I take it. He leads me outside and we get into a car.

"My hotel please." He tells the driver. He leans back and turns his body towards me, "So."

"So." I turn towards him.

"What did you really think of it?"

I smile, "Harry. You are amazing. That album.. I don't even have words to explain how good it was." He smiles, "Thank you. It really means a lot. I kept writing and writing and writing. I've wanted to reach out but I've been so busy with touring and-"

"Harry. You don't need to explain yourself to me." I lean up and lay a hand on his, "I understand. Life happened. We grew up."

He nods, "Yeah. Yeah we did." I see him bite his lip before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. He leans back and smiles, "I've been thinking of doing that since I seen you yesterday."

"Me too." I smile and bring him in for another kiss. This time our lips move in sync and his hands pull me closer to him. My hands slide up his arms and I lay one on the back of his neck.

"I've missed you." He whispers against my lips.

"I've missed you." I say. My eyes start to burn and I lean back and fan them, "Sorry. Sorry." He moves closer to me, "Hey, hey. It's okay."

I lay my head on his chest as he holds me against him. He's quiet for a few minutes before he chuckles.

"What?" I ask laughing with him. He drops his head so his lips are by my ear, "I've been thinking about doing other things, too."

I bite my lip and look up at him, "So have I." He traces my jaw line with his finger and rests it under my chin, "Like what?"

"We'll for starters." I look him up and down, "You look so good today. I mean you did yesterday too, but there's just something about how passionate you are about your music."

He leans in and kisses me again, "Can I show you how much I've missed you?" He kisses back my cheek and down my neck. I tilt my head and grip his bicep, "Mhm. Yes please."

"Your stop, Mr. Styles." The driver says. Harry pulls away, "Don't move." He gets out and walks up to the window, "Thank you."

He jogs around to my side and opens up my door. I get out and he takes my hand and we go straight up to his room.

He unlocks the door and pulls me in with him. He throws the key onto the table and cups my face with his hands, "I've thought about your beautiful face every. Single. Day. Since you left."

"I never stopped thinking about you, Harry. Not once." Our lips connect and it's heated and full of passion. He shrugs his coat off and I drop my bag, kicking my shoes off as we back up to the bed.

I lay down and Harry crawls on top of me, "I've thought about how we never really got to experience certain things."

He kisses down my neck and I gasp as his teeth sink into my delicate skin, "Like what?"

He drags a hand up my inner thigh, "Things like.." he brushes his nose against my cheek, "How you taste."

My breathe hitches in my throat, "Harry."

"How you'll feel against my body." He moves my shirt up and kisses my stomach. He looks up at me, "Do you want me to stop?"

I shake my head quickly, "No, no. Please no." I sit up and bring my sweater up over my head and toss it along side the bed, "Please, by all means keep going."

I lay back and lift my hips as he slides my down and off my legs. He slides his hands up my legs and grips my thighs, "If you want me to stop at any moment, let me know."

I nod and smile at him. He smirks and leans down, planting kisses up my thigh, alternating between each other. He gets closer to the center of my legs and I can feel his breathe.

"I've thought about having you under me. Moaning my name. He hooks his fingers into the band if my panties and starts to pull them down, "More times than I could count, y/n."

"I've wanted you. I've wanted you to have me. Take me. Use me in anyway you wanted." I bite my lip and spread my legs. His eyes flicker down, "Then that's just what I'll do."

He snakes his arms under my legs, my thighs resting against his shoulders.

I moan loudly as he licks between the folds of my pussy. I've craved the feeling of this.

"Fuck, y/n. You taste so fucking good." He pushes his face into me, his tongue going up and down and in and out. His nose rubbing against my clit, causing me to arch my back off the bed, "Harry.." I whimper, "That feels so-so good."

He moves up to suck me clit, his tongue lapping against it. I grab his hair and push his head closer to me.

I'm already ready to cum. I've wanted this for so long, so bad.

"F-fuck." I gasp and squeeze my thighs against his head. He still licks me up and down, eating me out like no tomorrow through my high.

He doesn't give up, he keeps going. And going. And going. Pushing me to the edge of another orgasm. My leg starts to shake as I pull him closer.

He leans his head up and looks up at me, "I can't wait to fuck you."

I let my leg fall off of his back and he crawls up, hovering over top of me. He leans down and kisses me. His tongue finding mine and he groans as I gently bite his lower lip.

He stands up and takes his shirt off, revealing his ever so perfect body that's full of tattoos. I bite my lip, admiring the way his muscles flex as he works on getting undressed.

He slips his boxers off and his hard cock instantly springs free. My eyes flicker down and a smirk grows on my lips.

"I wish we got to experience this before." He says crawling on the bed towards me. His body hovers over mine and I nod and brush hair from his forehead, "Me too."

He positions himself between my legs and rubs the tip of his cock against my pussy. I bite my lip and watch as he slides in.

My lips part and my eyes roll back. My fingers dig into his shoulder as I adjust to him.

"Worth the wait." Harry moans lowly. He tilts my head up and holds the back of my neck. He plants his lips on mine as he starts to slowly thrust.

His thrusts are slow and passionate, which feels even better because this feels so meaningful between us.

"Harry." I moan as I slide a hand up, tangling my fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, "I love you."

He rests his forehead on mine, "I will always love you." He rests his head on my shoulder as he kisses my neck. His moans fill my ears as he holds me close to him.

He flips us over and wraps his arms around me. We're in a sitting position now which brings us closer. I wrap my arms around his neck as I start bouncing on his cock.

Our lips move in sync, moaning into each others mouths.

"Im so close, Harry." I whimper. I tilt my head back and he kisses and nips at my neck, "Mm." He moans, "Me too."

I start clenching around him which earns more moans from him, "Fuck." He groans sliding his hands down my back. He grips my hips and moves them with me.

I let out a loud moan, pushing my chest into his and clinging to him as my body falls into orgasm.

"Fuck, baby." He grunts and lifts my hips up, I can feel his cum land on my thighs and I can't help but giggle.

"What's so funny?" He asks turning his head. I lift my head up, "We would have been so awkward at this when we were younger."

He laughs and rolls me over to lay me down, "Yeah, I feel that you're right." He goes and grabs a towel and comes back to wipe me off.

"Stay the night?" He asks with a smile. I nod, "Only if we can get dinner now." He nods, "Of course." He walks over and sits down beside me. I curl up next to him, my head resting on his chest and I can hear his heart beat.

"I've missed this. I've missed you." I say tracing circles into his side. He wraps his arm tighter around me, "I'm not going anywhere without you."

I smile and listen to him order room service. After a few moments of just laying with each other, he sighs, "So I have a confession to make." Harry says twirling my hair in his fingers.

"What would that be?" I ask looking up at him. He smiles slightly and sighs, "Okay. I wasn't just at the museum because I liked the art."

"Oh?" I question.

He nods, "I watched your Instagram. I seen you were coming here, to Berlin.. and.." he looks down and smiles at me, "I told you I'd find you."

——

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Still the One Part 2

Summary: Y/N and Harry spend the day in the hotel, reminiscing on the stuff that they did and didn't get to do prior to y/n leaving.

Warnings: SMUT18+, oral, fingering, unprotected sex, touch of fluff

Master

Still The One Part one

Fine Line Harry

(with mentions of YOUNG HARRY)

I roll over and let out a sigh.

"Good morning." Harry whispers as he tucks hair behind my ear, "How'd you sleep?"

I open my eyes and smile, "Great actually, you?"

He smiles and leans over and kisses my head, "I kept waking up to make sure this wasn't all just a dream and that you were still here."

"I'm still here." I reach out and gently trace his tattoos on his arm, "I don't think I can leave you again."

He turns his head and nods, "I don't think I could handle it now." He looks back at me, "Since I'm not a dumb kid anymore."

I nod and his words get me thinking, "Oh my gosh, Harry."

He stands up and walks over to get coffee, "What?" He pours two cups and walks back over.

"Do you remember.." I take the cup, "Thank you." He sits back down and covers up.

"Do you remember that time we went to that music store?" I smile and sip my coffee, watching as he thinks back.

A smile grows on his face, "The pink guitar."

"The pink guitar." I smile, "I remember telling you I wanted to learn how to play so you tried to teach me right then and there, but I just couldn't take you serious with the guitar from Barbie's dream house." I laugh and shake my head, "I still never learned how to play."

"We'll have to change that." He smiles and tilts his head back, "What about the time where we were walking, I forget to where, but that bird flew down at you." His shuts his eyes as he laughs, "I thought you were going to have a heart attack."

I lean over and hit his chest gently, "Stop it! I can't go to the beach without being afraid of those damn birds." We laugh and I snap my fingers and point, "Oh!"

"Oh gosh." He smiles and watches me talk, "Did your mom ever find out about you reading Fifty Shades?"

He shrugs, "Probably." He laughs, "Actually, I don't know, she never said anything to me."

I shake my head and lean against the headboard, "Our video chats for the first few months." I let out a sigh, "They were so much fun."

He nods and smiles, "And I wore that ridiculous Santa hat that you mailed to me." He rolls his eyes and smirks, "I still have it."

"You do?"

He nods, "Of course I do."

I smile, "I, Um. I still have that paper you mailed to me. The one where you drew two hearts with arrows and put our initials in them."

He shakes his head and smiles, "I can't believe it's been so long. I can't believe I found you." He sets his cup down and turns towards me, "I wish I found you sooner."

I set my cup down and move closer to him, "I know. But.. we found each other now, and no one is taking me away from you this time."

I lean up and gently kiss his lips. He smiles, "I'll put up a fight this time."

After talking for a while about the memories we have together from the first time we were together, I lay a hand on his cheek and slowly run it through his hair.

He closes his eyes and I study his face, engraving all the new details into my brain.

"You know.." he keeps his eyes closed.

"What, Harry?" I whisper smiling slightly.

"We talked about the stuff we did, but what about the stuff we didn't do?" He opens his eyes and gives me a smirk.

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

He lays an arm over my hips and moves closer to me, "Oh you know." His hand slides down my naked thigh, "the concerts.." his hand slips between my legs and I moan lowly as he circles my clit, "The movies.."

I close my eyes and nod, "Mm, you're r-right."

He leans in and kisses me as his fingers slide up and down between my folds, "Fuck you're so wet." He whispers lowly.

I grab his neck and moan into his mouth as he slips two fingers in. He kisses down my neck slowly, "I want to fuck you so bad."

I gasp at his words and turn my head to face him, "Please Harry."

"I will, I'm just enjoying every single inch of your body against mine. It's been too long." He kisses over my shoulder, "I can't get enough of you."

He pulls his fingers out and looks at me, "Want to try something new?"

I tilt my head, "What?"

He rolls onto his back and pushes his boxers down, "Sit on my face facing-" he points forward the door, "That way."

I sit up, the blankets fall down to reveal my still naked body from last night, "Okay." I smirk picking up what he's saying.

He moves around and gets comfortable, "You know what I mean?" He smirks at me. I nod and position myself over his face, "I know exactly what you me-"

I gasp as Harry sinks his tongue into me. His hands reach up and grab my hips, pulling me down on him more.

I let out a loud moan and slowly lean forward, "Fuck." I moan before I take his cock in my hand. I moan as I start to suck on the tip, slowly working my way down.

He moans against me as I moan on him. I move my hips down slightly as I can feel myself coming to orgasm, "Fuck." I pop off and moan, "Shit."

I take his cock between my lips and my eyes roll back as a tingle of pleasure rolls through my body.

I bob my head up and down, my saliva making squelching noises as I use him to fuck my mouth.

He pulls his head away and lets out a loud moan, "Fuck, fuck." His finger tips dig into my skin and I feel his cum shoot down my throat.

He moans as I slowly pull off of him and I roll off, "How was that?" I ask with a smile.

"Really, really fucking good, y/n." His chest is rising and falling quickly. I lay a hand on his leg, "I'm going to go for a shower so.." I get up and take a few steps away from the bed before I turn around. His eyes are still on me, "Feel free to join me."

He sits up and smiles, "I'll be there in a few." He winks and I walk into the bathroom. I tuen the hot water on and wait for it to get hot before stepping in.

I let the water run down over me and I can hear Harry walk in.

"Knock knock." Harry says sliding the shower door open, "Can I come in?" He asks as he steps in. I laugh and pull him to me. His arms go around me and he smiles, "Hi."

I smile, "Hi."

He leans in and kisses me before leaning back, "Young Harry wouldn't believe this."

"That we found each other again?" I laugh slightly. He smiles, "I was going to say that we're naked in the shower with our dream girl, but that works, too ."

I shake my head, "No, you're right. Young y/n would be embarrassed by the thought of this. So I guess we did grow up."

He smiles and leans down to kiss me again, "I love you."

I wrap my arms around his waist, "I love you."

He drags his hand up and down my back as we stand under the hot water.

"Uh oh." I look up at him, "Someone is ready for round two."

Harry chuckles, "Only if you are, love."

I nod, "Oh yeah." He pushes my back against the shower wall and we start to make out.

He turns me around and grips my hips. I rest my head against the wall as he rubs my pussy with his cock.

I tilt my head back as he slides in, my moans sounding louder and more powerful as they bounce off the shower walls.

"Fuck." He groans as he slowly starts to thrust.

I push my hips back more, moaning with each of his thrusts, "Harry."

"You sound so beautiful." He moans gripping my hips tighter, "I love it."

His thrust get harder and he grunts, "y/n, fuck." I moan and slide my hands down the wall, "H-Harry." He pulls out and spins me around. He lifts my one leg up and holds the outside of my thigh.

He slips back in and his other hand grabs my ass, "You're so beautiful." He smiles before he closes his eyes and moans.

I bite my lip and watch him in awe as his face twitches with pleasure. I dig my nails into his shoulder and moan as my eyes roll back.

My lips part and I let out a gasp as I can feel myself getting closer, "I'm gonna cum." I pant, "Fuck."

He nods and kisses me with passion. His finger tips press into my thigh as he fucks me to my orgasm, "Fuck fuck." I arch my back off the wall and clench around him, "Harry." I whisper almost breathless.

He continues to thrust then pulls out, pumping his cock into the stream of water as he still holds my leg up.

I lay my head back and close my eyes. He gently sets my leg down and places his hands on my hips, "If it gets to be too much, we can always just chill out for a little while."

I shake my head, "I'm good. We have a lot of catching up to do, my love."

He smiles and wraps his arms around me, "That we do."

——

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cinemastyles-backup · 7 months

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Summary: FWB's Harry and y/n find out that they're more than just a temporary fix to each other

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, oral (m rec), hair pulling, general filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

I tossed and turned for what felt like hours.

I let out a sigh, fighting the urges to call him. I haven't spoke to Harry in weeks because I was getting feelings and feelings for Harry were a no go.

"Fuck it." I roll over and slap my hand on my phone, dragging it over me. I go into my messages and scroll down to Harry's name. I chew on my lip, really debating if I want to do this.

I do.

I sink low and send him the typical, you up? text that most guys send at this time.

He might not even be up. I start to breathe a little faster. Anxiety mixed with excitement.

I get a text back and sure enough, he's up.

Harry: Well well well, if it ain't little miss lonely.

I scoff and roll my eyes,

Me: What's that supposed to mean?

Harry: Come over and I'll tell you.

I bite my lip and smirk,

Me: What's in it for me?

Harry: Come over and I'll show you.

I sigh, "Doesn't this man know what sexting is?" I sit up and I swear my thumbs move on their own,

Me: On my way.

I smile and try to keep my excitement down to a minimum. "Oh shit. Shit shit." I get up and quickly make myself look decent. I throw on a sweatshirt and leggings and slip on my shoes.

I quietly sneak past my sisters room and walk down the steps.

I grab my purse and grab my keys off the hook.

"Where are you going?" My sister asks popping around the corner, scaring the absolute shit out of me.

"Ah! Julie I almost killed you." I yell, "What the fuck are you doing?" She crosses her arms and smirks, "I can ask you the same thing. You going to see Harry?"

I look at her quickly, "What? N-no. I'm going to-" I sigh, "Yes."

She shakes her head, "He's more than a temporary fix for you and you both just see to realize that." She says as she walks away.

"What?" I say turning towards her. She stops on the steps and leans down over the banister, "Don't keep him waiting."

I scoff and look at my phone,

Harry: Come on, love. I can't wait to see you.

Me: I'm coming, I'm coming. Chill out.

I walk out and get into my car. I put on my music and grip the steering wheel tight before I start driving.

He's more than a temporary fix for you and you both just see to realize that.

I think about what Julie said, over and over again. Her voice playing in my head the whole time I drive to Harry's.

I sit in my car and I look up at his apartment, butterflies start to fill my stomach.

Me: I'm here. I'll be up.

I get out and lock my car, slowly walking up the steps to his door. I knock a few times before the door opens.

There stands Harry. Hot and shirtless. Tattoos on full display.

I bite my lip as my eyes scan over his half naked body, his voice snapping me out of my stare.

"Are you coming in, or are you just going to stand there and gawk over me."

I look up at him and shake my head with a smirk, "Shut up." I walk in past him and push his shoulder. He shuts the door and presses his back against it with his arms crossed over his chest.

"What?" I ask while setting my bag on the couch.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of having you being here at this hour?" He chuckles. I shrug, "I guess I just .. needed a temporary fix."

"Yeah?" He walks over to me, "I told you can call me when you're lonely." He brushes hair off my shoulder and tucks it behind my ear, "When you can't sleep.." he slides his hands down to my hips and pulls me into him, "I'll always be your temporary fix."

I look from his eyes up to his lips and smirk before he leans down and kisses me which quickly turns into a very hot make out.

"I've missed you." He mumbles lowly.

I nod in agreement, slipping my hoodie off over my head and tossing it to the ground. I connect my lips with his and he unhooks my bra, sliding it down over my arms and dropping it.

He backs me up into his bedroom, not breaking the kiss.

My knees bend as I hit the bed and I fall back, pulling him with me. He holds his weight up as he hovers over me.

He places kisses down my chest and stomach and takes off my pants and panties together in one swift motion.

I raise my eyebrows.

He shrugs and crawls back onto me, "What?" He kisses me, "I said I've missed you." I giggle and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Didn't you miss me?" He teases, "Didn't you miss how my cock feels inside that tight little pussy you have? Hmm." He kisses my neck and sucks on a spot.

I whimper, "Y-yes." I run my fingers through his hair and arch my back as I can feel him sinking his teeth into my skin, "Fuck."

He kisses up to my ear, "Ive also missed those lips of yours."

"Which ones?" I joke and he looks up at me, "Both of them." He pushes his sweats down immediately freeing his cock.

My eyes flick down and I lick my lips, "Let me suck you off for a little." I look back up to him and he nods eagerly.

I nod for him to lay on the bed and I get up on my knees to finish taking off his sweats. I get myself into position, laying on my belly with my feet kicking in the air behind me.

I lean in and lick a long stripe up the shaft of his cock and he gasps, "Oh." I lick the tip, tasting his salty precum, "Mm, someone's excited." I tease playfully.

He tilts his head and nods once with his teeth holding onto his bottom lip.

I wrap my hand around him and work my way onto his cock. I swirl my tongue and bob my head, each bob earning a moan that gets louder and louder.

"Shit." He gasps laying a hand on the back of my head. He gently pushes my head further down and I let him. I gag slightly as he hits the back of my throat and he jerks his hips, "Fuck, baby."

I hold it there for a few moments as he thrusts his hips slowly.

"O-okay. Come here." He runs a hand up and down my back. I sit up and wipe my mouth before straddling him. Without a word, I slowly sink down into him.

My lips part slowly as I close my eyes and tilt my head back, enjoying the feeling of finally having him inside of me after not having him for weeks.

"Still feel so good." He moans. He grips my hips and starts to slowly rock them. I gasp and look at him, "That feels so good." He smirks and watches me. He leans his head forward so I can wrap and arm around his neck.

I start to bounce, moaning into his neck, "Harry." He wraps and arm around my waist and holds me, moaning along with me.

I wrap my arms tighter around him as I can feel my orgasm approaching, "M'gonna cum." I whimper, "Fuck, Harry."

He turns his head and kisses my neck, biting the same sensitive spot he already marked me with, "Cum on my cock."

I rock my hips, getting him to hit exactly where I need him to hit and I gasp loudly followed by the scream of his name, "Harry, fuck fuck." I groan and arch my back so my chest is pressed more into his.

He thrusts his hips up to meet mine, fucking me through my leg shaking orgasm.

He rolls us over so he's on top now, "Feel good?"

I bite my lip and smile, "Always."

He slides a hand up to my neck and gently starts to squeeze the sides. He starts to thrust again but slow and hard. He watches my face as my eyes roll back and I smile.

"You dirty girl. You like being choked don't you?"

I keep smiling and nod.

He thrusts all the way in and pushes against me, "You're so fucking hot." He slowly moves his hips causing me to whimper.

He removes his hand from my throat and leans down to kiss me, "Where do you want me to cum?" I open my mouth and stick my tongue out.

He nods with a smirk, "As you wish." He starts to thrusts again at a faster pace. He groans and grips my hips tight, tilting his head back.

He pulls out and I quickly get up, wrapping my lips around the head and pumping. He tangles his fingers into my hair and moans as he pumps his hot cum into my throat.

"Fuck, baby, Mm, fuck." He moans as I suck him clean. I lean and fall back onto the bed. He lays down on his stomach next to me, "that.." he blows air and smiles.

I nod, "one hundred percent." I look up at the ceiling and bite my lip. I didn't realize Harry was staring at me until a few minutes later.

"What's going on in that beautiful brain of yours?" He props himself up onto one of his elbows, "Whatcha thinkin about?"

I look over at him and shake my head, "Nothing, it's nothing."

He lays a hand on mine, "It's obviously not just nothing, what's going on?"

I sigh and laugh slightly, "My.. uh, my sister said something to me when she caught me sneaking out and I can't stop thinking about it."

"Uh oh. What did the all mighty Julie have to say?" He chuckles.

I think for a moment, "That.. you're not just a temporary fix for me." I slowly look over at him and he has a smile plastered on his lips.

"What?" I ask slightly embarrassed, "Harry don't ma-"

He brings a hand up to turn my head towards him, "That Talia I told you about.." he pauses and I nod, "Yeah? What about her?"

"She isn't real."

"Huh?" I ask confused.

He shakes his head, "I mean, she is, but she has a girlfriend and I just told you that to see if you'd get jealous because I wanted to see if you caught feelings like I did."

"Feelings we're hooked lined and sunk a while ago buddy."

"Buddy? Did you just friendzone me?" He laughs and leans in, "I don't want to be just a temporary fix for you anymore." He kisses my forehead.

"Good because I don't want you to be either." I place my lips on his and we fall asleep cuddling with our naked bodies as close to one another as they can be.

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cinemastyles-blog · 7 months

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And Scene.

Summary: Y/N brings Harry to her set where she's shootings a new movie and has to perform a scene that makes Harry very, very jealous [and an asshole].

Warnings: SMUT 18+, strong language, dominant/asshole Harry, jealous Harry, unprotected sex, creampie, hair pulling, oral (m), fingering, dirty talk, filth

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FRAT BOY HARRY

"You're coming?!" You raise your eyebrows in surprise. Harry usually never has time to come to set with you since his tour is also happening.

"Dates lined up babe. I'm excited to come watch you do your thing." He walks over to you, who's still in bed, and sits down.

"Oh gosh. Now I'm nervous." You laugh, "If I mess up, you're going to have to leave."

He sighs, "Fine, but if you get nervous, just picture me in my underwear."

You look at him, "But, I think you're so sexy in your underwear."

He shrugs and laughs while shaking his head, "Then I don't know what to tell you, but come on. We're going to be late."

He pulls the covers off of you and you groan, "Okay. Fine."

——

Harry sits in the corner, observing your hair and makeup being done. He smiles when Michelle spins you towards him.

"What?" You ask with a shy smile.

He shakes his head, "You just look very pretty."

You smile and Jill leans forward, "Thank you, Harry." He smiles and nods, "Yes, Jill. You did a very nice job."

"Hey, y/n." The director, Lance, walks in, "You have a second?"

You look up at him, "Yep, what's up?" He glances towards Harry and back at you, "Listen, I want to cha- we'll, I want to add something to the scene we're shooting today."

"Okay?" You close your eyes for Jill to apply some more eyeshadow.

"I think you and Chris should do the sex scene."

You see Harry tense up behind him and you sigh, "Lance, I already told you I'm no-"

"I talked to him and he agrees that this will make the movie.." Lance cuts you off, "You'd just need to ta-"

"She said no." Harry says standing up.

Lance chuckles and you glance at Jill and Michelle. Jill nods and she leaves quickly, probably to get security.

"Listen, Harry. I don't care if you're in the biggest boy band of the world. You're not in my movie." Lance turns back towards you and Harry moves in between you and him.

You look up at Harry and sigh, "Lance, give me a minute."

"I'll give you five."

You wait for Lance to leave before looking up at Harry, "Let me talk to him okay. I talked him down once I can talk him down again."

Harry stares down at you for a few seconds before he blinks and shakes his head, "I'm not comfortable with it either."

You already made up your mind, you were just trying to find the right time to tell Harry.

Waiting until the day you're supposed to shoot it was definitely not it.

"Let me talk to him."

——

A little while later, you make your way back to Harry.

"So? Did he give you any issue?" Harry asks standing up and walking over to you. You sigh quietly and decide that right then and there you're telling him.

"You're doing it?" Harry steps back, his jealous anger becoming more obvious, "Why do yo-"

"Because if I don't, then I'm fired, Harry. I need this role." You blurt out, "I don't have to take anything off. I just have to act like I do."

"And you have to act like you have sex." He snorts and rolls his eyes.

"What? That's funny?" You cross your arms and tilt your head, "Mr. Styles, you sound so jealous right now."

He shakes his head, "No."

"You most certainly do and honestly.." you walk over to him, "It's very hot."

You see him glance at you but still doesn't work.

You run your hand up his torso, "Only you know what I sound like in bed." You move around to press your chest against his back, "Only you know the right buttons to push."

You can feel his muscles flex under your touch and you move around to the front of him, looking up at you slide your hands down to the loops of his pants, "Your dick is the only dick I ever want inside of me."

He grabs you and pushes you back against the wall, "I'm going to be so pissed."

"So take it out on me after." You bite your lip and smirk up at him.

"You're going to drive me absolutely insane." He smirks and shakes his head, "I love you."

"I love you." You pull him into you and kiss him. A knock on the door cuts it short, "y/n. Are you ready?"

You keep your eyes on Harry's as you answer, "Yep. Be right there."

"It's all.." you lean in and kiss him, "just.." you kiss him again, "Pretend."

He nods, "I know. It's just another man touching you... kissing you... I know it's work but it doesn't mean I don't want to strangle him."

You sigh, "I love you."

He smirks and sighs, "I love you." He pulls you forward and smacks your ass gently, "Now let's go."

——

It took a little bit to film the first little bit before the big scene. Chris kept messing up his lines, making everyone frustrated.

"Alright. Chris. My man. Let's get this shot in one go alright. I don't want to make y/n do this anymore than she already doesn't want to." Lance looks at you, "If at any point you want to call it quits, we can call in a double, right?"

You nod and take a deep breathe, "Thank you."

Maybe you should bring Harry along more often, because if Harry wasn't here, Lance probably wouldn't have said anything about a double.

He nods and turns, "Alright! Everyone in your places, please."

You make your way up to set and stand on your first mark, awaiting instruction.

"Y/n. Chris is going to come in, you're going to say your lines and then Chris, you're just going to lift her and take her to the bed. Got it?" Lance says through the unnecessary megaphone.

"Yeah."

"Got it."

You look at Harry and give him a reassuring smile. His face is set in stone, not happy about this all over again. He tries to smile back but his jealously is overpowering everything else right now.

"Action!"

"You know, I was thinking. Maybe we can have Sunday dinners here at the new house, Paul." You turn towards Chris who is closing the door, "Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Yeah.. yeah." He nods and throws his jacket on the chair, "You know what else would be nice?"

"What, sweetie?" You take your earring out and look at him. He smiles and shakes his head, "Taking a child with next year."

You freeze as intended and slowly smile, "You mean?"

Chris walks over to you and lifts you up, taking you over to the bed as you laugh, "Paul. Paul. What are you doing?"

Your mind can't help but wander to how Harry is doing.

You stay in the role, pretending to take your bottoms off.

The whole thing was only awkward because Harry was watching you pretend to have sex with another, very popular actor.

——

"And cut!"

"You did good." Chris smiles down at you. You laugh and sigh, "I hope that was good enough."

He nods as he stands up, "it was. If not he'll have to deal." He tosses you your shirt and walks away. You get out of the bed and make your way over to Harry.

His eyes follow chris as he makes his way down the hall and you gently grip his chin and turn his head towards you.

His eyes are dark. You can't tell if it's from the hatred he feels or if it's lust towards you.

"Hey." You smile slightly and lean in, "Come on." You grab his hand and pull him with you. Halfway down the hallway, something takes over Harry and he drags you into your dressing room.

You stumble behind him, still hanging onto his hand, "Whoa, baby. Hey." He shuts the door with slam, obviously not giving a shit.

He grabs your waist and backs you up into the wall, pinning you against it, "Just.." he groans lowly as he pushes his growing-hard cock against your thigh, ".. need you right now."

"Use me." You look up at him slowly as you bite your lip.

"Knees."

You drop down to your knees and look up at him. He presses one hand against the wall and looks down at you, raising his eyebrows to indicate that you're doing the work.

You rise up slightly and slowly undo his jeans.

"Faster." He mumbles out, eyes still glued to your face, "And don't tease."

You nod once and focus on pulling him from his boxers. A slight hiss escapes his lips as you quickly press your lips to the head of his leaking cock?, "Shit."

You smirk slightly and part your lips, taking him into your mouth.

"All the way." Harry presses his other hand against the back of your head.

Thankfully, you built up enough spit, which coats him quickly. You relax as best you can and force your head down, gagging as he hits the back of your throat.

"Yeah." Harry moans out, "That's it, baby."

You squeeze your eyes shut and moan as he tangles his fingers into your hair. He pulls your head back, giving your a minute to breathe.

His hand moves from your hair to grip your chin, "Look at me, y/n." He tilts your chin up, forcing you to look at him.

"A mess." He smirks and shakes his head, "I love you like this."

"Only for you."

"Only for me."

He nods towards the big chair in the corner of the room, "Undress and sit."

You scramble to your feet and walk over to the chair, taking off your pants and shirt. You stand still, slowly slipping your panties over your ass.

Harry fixes his pants and stops, licking his lips as you expose your pussy to him. He watches you turn around and sit down, naked on the seat.

He grabs another chair and sits a little bit away a from you, "Play with yourself."

"Did you lock the door?"

"Does it matter?" He shrugs and tries to hide a smug smirk.

"Kinda."

He raises an eyebrow, "I don't think you're in the right place to catch an attitude, sweetheart."

You bite your lip and tilt your head, "Why? Are you going to punish me even harder?"

He nods a few times slowly, "Mm." He stands up, making his way over to the door and checking the lock, "Locked."

You watch him as he walks back over to the chair and sits without saying another word. You lean back, bringing your feet up onto the chair.

You spread your legs and press your hand over your pussy. You push two fingers in past your folds and spread around your wetness.

Harry shifts around in the seat before he pushes his pants down his thighs. You push two fingers in and Harry gets his cock out, matching his stroke to the speed of your fingers going in and out of your pussy slowly.

"Faster." He groans out.

You spread your legs open more, moaning out quietly as you speed up the motion of your fingers.

"Quiet."

Harry's voice makes you freeze and you look at him confused.

"Not. One. Sound. Keep going."

You decided not to argue. You needed him and that would only buy him more time to not replace your fingers with his cock.

You nod and bite you lip as you build up to the speed you stopped at. You have never wanted to moan so bad.

Harry controlling you was such a turn on, you already feel your orgasm rushing in. You place a hand over your mouth as you squeeze your arm with your thighs.

Harry watches as you cum quietly. You dig your heels into the chair, turning as you slowly start to relax. You drop your hand from your mouth as you look over at him.

He has a smile resting on his lips, "Stand up and turn around."

You stand up and spin around, getting on your knees before leaning over. You look at him from over your shoulder and he starts walking towards you.

"You make a sound and we're done. Got it?"

You nod and he grips your hips, squeezing as he pulls you back to meet his hips. You bite down on your lip, squeezing your eyes shut as he rubs the head of his cock slowly against your folds.

You couldn't tease him, but he can tease you.

And you hate when it's like this.

But you love it at the same time.

"Who makes you feel the best?" Harry asks, "Hmm?" You keep your lips pressed together as you look at him, unsure of whether it's a test or not.

"You can spe-."

"You do." The words instantly leave your lips. You push your hips back, hoping to get his cock into you.

He hums quietly and slides a hand down to slip two fingers into you, "We're you this wet when you were filming that scene?"

"No."

"Mm. You didn't think of me?" Harry slowly slides his fingers in and out, curling them.

"I-I did." You try your best not to moan, "I did."

He pulls his fingers out and rubs your slick over his cock, "Not another sound." He slides his cock into you, a little quicker than normal.

You rest your head on the back of the chair and clench around him. He groans out and pulls your hips back onto him.

The pressure of his cock is just right and it makes you want to scream. You dig your nails into the couch, kind of angry you can't make any noise.

"Move, baby." Harry squeezes your hips then let's go, waiting for you to start moving your hips yourself. You get into a steady rhythm of rocking back onto his cock, which drives Harry absolutely insane.

"Fuck." He lays a hand on your ass cheek before lifting it to deliver a harsh smack. You slap a hand over your mouth and jolt back.

"Mm, good girl." He leans down and grabs a handful of your hair. He tilts your head back, "Your pussy is too good for anyone else."

You keep your eyes closed, focused on not making a sound. You didn't want him to stop.

"Y/n." Harry moans low into your ear, "Who's pussy is this?"

"Yours."

"Who's?"

"Yours, baby. Yours." You press your lips back together as he tightens his grip on your hair, "Do you want to moan?"

"Yes." You say almost breathless. He thrusts his cock into you, resting there as he turns your head, "Open your eyes."

You oblige and he smiles, "I love you."

You smile slightly, "I love you."

He pulls his cock out and has you spin around to face him. He pulls you in for a kiss and spins around, sitting down for you to straddle him.

He reaches down to hold his cock steady as you slide back down onto him.

"Talk to me." He groans, "Tell me how good I make you feel."

His hands grip your hips as you start to slide up and down, "You make me f-eel so good." You grab onto his mesh button up and pull, "The only one who makes me feel this good."

He moans at your words and his eyes glide up and down your body. His eyes fixate on your boobs, watching as they jiggle with each bounce.

"Cum in me." You moan out as you look down at him, “Please.”

He’s caught off guard, that’s something you were nervous to do, not anymore.

But he’s not opposed at all.

“Yeah?” He leans up slightly, “You want me to fill you up?”

You nod and leans down to kiss him, “Yes, baby.” You push your hips down and grind on him, “Only you.” You moan against his lips as you miss him again, “Only you.”

He pulls you closer to him and slides his hands down to your ass, lifting you up and down, “Fuck.” He tilts his head back and you move down to attack his neck with little bites.

“Yo- you-“ he gasps as you bite down harder and pushes his body into yours. He squeezes your ass, “F-fuck.”

You now had him under your control.

“You feel so good.” You whimper out into his ear, “need you to fill me up.” You moan and slide your hands to his hair.

You pull and listen to the groan leave his lips, “I will only ever want you.” You kiss his cheek, over to his lips and squeeze his cock as you feel a second orgasm coming through.

“So close.” You whine out, “shit.”

“Wait for me.” He wraps his arms around you and pulls you into him, leaning back so he can thrust his hips upwards.

You moan out and dig your nails into his skin, “F-fuck.”

A few thrusts later, Harry grunts and you can feel his thrusts get sloppy, “Okay baby.”

You let go, moaning out profanity as you feel his cum pump into you. The thought of Harry filling you drove you insane now.

“Shit, y/n.” Harry says with a chuckle, “I might need to come with you to these things more often.” You laugh as you rest your head on his chest that’s rising and falling quickly.

He kisses your head and sighs, “Sorry for getting jealous.”

You lean up and look up at him, “Please. You getting jealous over me is the hottest thing.”

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cinemastyles-blog · 1 year

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Summary: This was a request by: moonlixhtbae17 on Wattpad - "can u write one where y/n is really insecure and she's really upset about it and h makes her feel better and feel so loved i think that would be cute"

Warnings: soft and sensual smut18+, insecurities, rude/mean comments, some strong language, oral, fingering, unprotected sex, fluff

Master

∘₊✧── 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 ──✧₊∘

"Have a good meeting, Harry." I smile and tuck a curl under his bandana. He smiles and leans in to kiss me, "I'll try." He leans back, "You good?"

I nod, "I'm great."

He raise an eyebrow, "y/n." He cups my cheeks, "If anything is bothering you.. you can tell me."

Something is bothering. Something he can't really help. Something that comes with being Harry Styles' girlfriend.

"I'm okay." I smile and lean up to kiss him, "I'll see you after your meeting, okay?" He nods and kisses my forehead, "It shouldn't be long at all. We just have to go over the set list and stuff for the show in a few days." He grabs his keys and turns around once he reaches the door, "You sure you're good? I can't stay ho-"

I cut him off, "I promise. I'm okay. Really." I smile and tilt my head, "Now go before I call Niall to come get you."

He laughs and shakes his head, "I love you."

"I love you." I blow him a kiss before he shuts the door and I let out a loud sigh, almost like I was holding my breathe.

I run a hand through my hair and close my eyes, "No. No. No." I anxiously pick at my fingers and pace back and fourth.

The hate. The hate. The hate.

It's all I see half the time and it makes me sick to my stomach, I don't want to be hated. I don't want Harry being hated for being with me.

The last few days, I've been in my head. Insecure.

I keep reminding myself that I'm the one with Harry. He loves me or else he wouldn't be with me.

I hate talking to him about it because it feels so repetitive I don't want to annoy him and have him get fed up with it.

It scares me, my own insecurities scare me and I'm caught in this.. this mental war zone with myself and every single hate comment that gets burnt into my memory.

I walk over to the couch, grabbing the big blanket Harry got me for Christmas this past year and wrap it around me. I click the tv on and skip through the channels, eying my phone as the thought to look crosses my mind.

I hurt myself by doing it, I know, but I can't help but to read what they're saying.

If they're saying anything about Harry.

I put on a random show and toss the remote down, grabbing my phone. I throw myself back into the blanket and pull up twitter.

I can't believe he's with someone like her. I mean, i haven't even heard of her, she's a nobody, one person tweeted.

I think she's very pretty and not everyone you obsess about has to date someone with a size zero waist, another person comments, actually coming to my defense.

I scroll and scroll, finding more hate than love.

I close twitter and go to Instagram, same thing.

I throw my phone down and wrap the blanket around me, tears silently falling down my cheeks.

My phone dings and I look, it's a text from Harry,

I'll be home soon, baby. We're about done here.

I smile slightly and send back the smile and kissy face emojis.

I set my phone down, defeating the urge to keep looking. I try to focus and watch the show that I put on but as soon as I let out a sigh to try and calm down, it's over.

I sit up, trying to catch my breathe. I put my head in my hands and just sob.

I let it all out.

Harry's been home the last couple days so I had to keep it together, pretend like everything is okay.

I grab the blanket and lay it over my mouth, staring at the floor and sniffling.

I hear a car door shut and I quickly get up and run to the downstairs bathroom, wiping my tears and snot away as I go.

"Baby?" Harry yells as he shuts the door, "Y/N?"

I splash cold water on my face and shake my head in defeat, laughing at my self before I start to cry again.

There's a faint knock on the door, "Y/N? You in there?"

I hold my breathe, trying to calm the shakiness in my voice but I cant, "Y-Yeah."

"Can I come in?" He asks, waiting for my answer.

"Yeah." I wipe my face and turn away as the door slowly opens.

"Hey." He whispers walking over to me, pulling me and holding me against his chest. His arms wrap around my body and his cheek rests on the top of my head.

I start to cry again and I grab his white shirt, that probably now has mascara on it, balling it up in my hands.

"Shh. Shh." He strokes my hair and sways me back and fourth with him, "It's okay." He assures me, "You're okay."

After a few moments I lean back, "I'm sorry." I wipe my cheek with my wrist, "I-I'm so-" I start to sniffle again and I close my eyes as I place my hands over my face.

"Y/N.." he takes me into his arms again, spinning around to he can sit on the edge of the tub, "Hey." He pulls me down and sits me on his lap, "Talk to me, please. What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?"

"Why are you with me?" I mumble against his chest.

"What?" Harry asks kinda shocked by my question.

I let out a sigh and sit up, "Why are you with me?" I look up at him and his eyes scan over my face. He smiles slightly and cups my cheeks with his hands, "Because I love you."

"But I'm a nobody."

His brows furrow and he tilts his head, "Who the hell said that?"

I shrug and raise my hand, moving it around, "All your fans. The people that adore you."

He rolls his eyes and makes me look at him, "Yeah, I love the fans, but that doesn't even come close to the love I have for you." I he pulls me closer to him, "I mean that y/n."

I nod and wipe under my eyes, "Im sorry. I just.. these lasts few days.. I just.."

He brushes hair from my face and nods, "I know. I know. Trust me, I wish I would do something about it, but people are always going to have an opinion. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because they're not you."

I smile and look down, "Oh. Sorry, Harry."

He looks down and pulls his shirt down, inspecting the black streaks of mascara on his white shirt. He shrugs, "I can get a new one. I'm more worried about you, not a stupid t shirt."

I smile slightly and he taps my leg to stand up. He walks over to the drawer and pulls a makeup wipe from the pack, "Come over here. Let me get you fixed up."

I walks over and look in the mirror, my face falls slightly as I see how red and puffy my face is.

Harry turns my head toward him, "Look at me." My eyes stay on him as he gently wipes my face.

"Still so beautiful." He smiles and kisses my head, "and amazing." He kisses my lips, "And my favorite person in the entire world." He kisses me again and I smile, "Keep talking."

"You, my love, are by far the best thing that's ever happened to me." I wrap my arms around his neck, "as are you to me." He smiles and kisses me again.

We slowly turn it into a make out session. He lifts me up and sets me on top of the sink, "Everything.. about you.. fascinates me." He says in between kisses.

"Yeah?"

He nods and kisses back my jaw, "You're so caring." I moan quietly as he kisses a spot and sucks lightly, "You're super sexy.. and smart." He plays with the hem of my shirt before slipping his hands under.

"You're body is perfect in every. Single. Way." His fingers pinch at my nipples, "So perfect."

He leans in and kisses me, "These lips. I could kiss them all day everyday." I smile and bite my lip.

"The way you walk and talk.. Mm." He moans slightly, "I'd let you walk away from me just so I can see that butt of yours."

I laugh slightly, "Harry."

"But I'll chase you. Always." He slides his hands down my sides and pulls my hips towards him, "I could listen to you talk and laugh about anything."

I smile and shake my head, "I love you."

He kisses me and pulls my body against his, wrapping his arms right around me, "I love you." He says against my lips, "So, so, so much." He leans back, "Please don't ever forget that."

I shake my head, "I won't."

"You just need to take a breather.." he lifts me up, "Forget about the world for a little while." He takes me upstairs and into our bedroom. He lays me down on the bed and brushes hair off my forehead, "I know the perfect way to help you. Would it be okay if I showed you?"

I nod with a smile and he smiles, "Okay." He lifts my shirt up and kisses down my stomach. He slips his fingers into the band of my sweats and gently pulls them down. I lift my hips to help him get them off.

His slowly slide his hands up from my ankles and gently lays them on my thighs, "Just lay back and let me know if this helps, yeah?"

I bite my lip and nod.

He leans in and slowly locks up and down my pussy. His tongue slides between my folds and I moan at his touch.

"Harry." I moan arching my back, "Yes." He sucks on my clit for a little while, his eyes locking on mine. My mouth falls open and my eyes roll back as he slips two fingers into me.

He slowly works them in and out, curling them up each time he enters.

I lay my head back, my hands going to his hair.

"Harry!" I pant, "So.. good." I let out a loud moan, moving my hips.

His lips stay attached to my clit, his fingers keep moving in and out slowly. I bite my lip and spread my legs slightly.

He takes his fingers out and slips his hands under my hips, holding me as his thumbs stroke my skin.

His tongue slips in and out of me and I moan, “Baby.”

He continues for a little bit longer and then he pulls away, smiling up at me. He licks his lips and stands up, “You feel better baby?”

I nod and shrug, “Yes and no.”

“Yes and no?” He chuckles, “What more do you want?”

I motion for him to come over to me and I reach out and grab his belt, “I need you right now.” He nods and slips his shirt off, his bandana holding perfect in his hair.

I smile and watch as he gets undressed.

“What?” He asks slowly positioning his body over mine. I shake my head and lay a hand on his cheek, “I just really appreciate you.”

He kisses me and slides his hand down my body to position himself at my entrance, “Anything to help you baby.”

His head falls onto my shoulder and he grips my leg as he slides in, “You feel so so good.” He moans, “So so good.”

I lay my leg over his back and wrap my arm around his neck. He slides his hand overtop of mine that lays on the mattress above my head and interlocks our fingers, “I love doing this with you.” He whispers as he starts to thrust.

I moan quietly into Harry’s ear and I can feel him smile against my shoulder, “You’re so good to me.” I whisper kissing his neck, “I love you.” I whimper as he pushes himself deep inside of me.

He looks at me and rests his forehead against mine, squeezing my hand gently, “I love you, y/n.” He picks up thrusting again, “So, so much.”

His fingertips press into my thigh, “You know why people are jealous of you?”

“Why, Harry?” I moan and tangle my fingers in his hair.

“Because not only do you get to do this with me every single day..” he moans against my lips as he kisses me, “I’m going to make you my wife some day.”

I smile and squeeze his hand, “Please.”

He kisses me, our lips move in sync as I pull myself closer to him, “I’m close, baby.” I whimper arching my back.

He nods and kisses down my neck, “I love being able to make you feel so good, y/n.”

“You’re absolutely perfect to me.” He moans and he pulls my thigh, “for me. Everything.”

His words he’ll push me off the edge into orgasm. I moan and whimper as he continues to thrust, “Fuck.” He gasps before quickly pulling out.

I lay there breathing heavy and watch his face twitch with pleasure as he reaches his point, “Shit.”

He leans down and kisses me a few times, “No one can ever replace you. You’re mine and I’m yours. Don’t let what others say get to you. Like I said, it’s because you got me and no one else does.” He rests his forehead on mine, “I’m not going anywhere.”

I nod and take a deep breathe as Harry goes and grabs a towel. He walks back in and cleans me up, “”Now. Movies and Pizza?”

I nod and point, “But only if we get to watch-“

“Already on the list.” He tosses me one of his shirts and slips on a pair of sweats, “Let’s go camp out on the couch for the rest of the day.”

I get up and slip on a pair of shorts before running over to Harry. He takes my hand in his and leads me to the couch.

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Come On, You Got It.

Summary: an anon request on Wattpad - "Personal trainer Harry???"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, oral (both), finishing in readers mouth, fingering, squirting, hair pulling, choking, filth

BOXER HARRY

"Come on, love. Give me a few more then we can take a break." Harry says as he leans around the punching bag, "You got it. Just a few more, please."

You sigh and drops your glove covered hands to your sides, "I'm tired, Harry."

He chuckles at your whining and shakes his head, "Fine. Go get some water."

You smirk as you undo the Velcro with your teeth and it makes Harry's eyebrow twitch. He runs his hand over his face as he walks over to grab his white boxing gloves off of the bench.

You walk over, sitting down as you grab your water bottle. Your eyes stay on him as he moves over to in front of you, "Can you wrap my hands?"

You know damn well Harry can wrap his own hands, but you don't argue. You grab the wrap from his grasp and move his hand to how you want it.

You've been training with Harry for months now, and you kinda of have a thing for him, so you know exactly how he likes it done.

"You're a fast learner." He jokes as his eyes follow your hands. You glance up at him and his eyes meet yours, "Only been doing this for how long."

He smirks as he brings his wrapped hand up, inspecting it, "Damn near perfect."

You scoff, "That is perfect."

"I know." Harry hands you his gloves to help him get them on, "I just like getting you riled up." He winks and you can feel your face get warmer, "Shut up."

"Make me."

Your head snaps upward and you sigh, "I could kick your ass any day." You squeeze your water bottle, squirting water in your mouth.

He watches as water dribbles down your chin and he quickly wipes it away with his thumb, "I'd like to see you try."

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"Come on, y/n." Harry walks around the bag, admiring your punches, "You got it. Jab cross, jab cross cross." He nods in approval and grabs the bag, holding it still.

You step back, wiping sweat from your forehead onto your arm, "How was that?" He leans out around and smirks, "Good, that was good. But.."

You tilt your head as you take your gloves off, "What?"

He steps out from behind the bag and crosses his arms, "Still don't think you can beat me."

You raise your eyebrows, "Mm. I see."

"What?" He laughs as you walk to grab your water, "Come on. Loser buys dinner."

You turn to look at him before putting your gloves back on, "You are so on, Styles."

He grabs his gloves, putting them back and walking over to the mat, "C'mon." You smirk as you walk over, standing infront of him, "Ready to lose?"

He tilts his head and shrugs, "I should be asking you that."

You both get ready, moving around in a circle as you wait for your moment to strike. You used the combos that you learned today and end up popping him right in the nose.

By total accident.

"Oh my god.. are you okay?" You rest your glove over your lips as you step towards a doubled over Harry, "Hey I'm so- whoa!" You let out a slight scream as Harry flips you, pinning you to the ground.

His body is slightly pressing against yours and you look at him from over your shoulder, "Hey now."

He rolls you over onto your back and pins your arms down by your biceps, "Hey now." He says in a mocking tone which makes you laugh.

His eyes move over your face as he licks his lips and smiles, "So whats for dinner?"

"A knuckle sandwich if you don't let me up." You fight back a smirk but fail as he helps you stand up. You take your gloves off and unwrap your hands as you think, "Whatever you want is fine with me."

He nods, "I'll think about that while I shower."

You bite your lip and nod as you bend down to grab your bag, "Alright." You look at him with a smile before you disappear into the locker room to shower.

The whole time, the thought of you and Harry being the only ones in the gym settles into your mind.

You push them away but each time they come back, they're stronger and dirtier than the last.

You walk out, drying your hair off with a towel.

"About time." Harry says with an over exaggerated groan, "I'm starving out here." You laugh, "Sorry. I wanted to make sure I didn't stink like sweat."

He laughs, "Girls and their long ass showers."

"Hey. Can't hate it if you haven't tried it."

"What? A shower with you?" He raises his eyebrows and it causes you to stumble over your words, "Wh- no i di- not what I meant, Harry."

"Again. I just like to get you going." He chuckles and throws his bag over his shoulder, "I just have to stop over here at my office quick, so just give me a sec."

I nod and follow him over, watching as he sits down at his desk. His fingers tap the top as he tries to remember why he went in there.

"What are you looking for?" You ask as you lean against the door frame. He blows out air and leans back in his chair, "Come here."

Your heart starts beating fast as you step in and walk over to him, "What's up?"

He bites his lips and looks up at you, "So.." he laughs slightly and shakes his head, "Nothing, we can, uh. We can just go get dinner."

He stands up and you put your hand on his chest, "No. Finish what you were going to say."

He looks down at your hand planted flat on his chest and back up to you, "I want you."

His words make you freeze for a moment, but only because you were sure if he'd ever go for you, he is your trainer and all.

"Really?" You bite your lip and slowly slide your hand down his chest, slipping your fingers into the band of his shorts, "Because I want you, too."

In a quick motion, he spins you and sets you on his desk, "Glad we feel the same." He pulls your shorts and panties to the side, slowly slipping two fingers into you as he watches your face scrunch up with pleasure.

He slides his other hand up and grabs the back of your neck, "You're so fucking hot." He crashes his lips onto yours, swallowing your moans as he thrusts his fingers in and out quickly.

"Fuck, fuck. Yes yes yes." You whine out as you push your chest forward.

"Fuckin' hell. Thats it, baby." Harry groans as he watches the liquid drip from his hand and off your body onto the floor, "Never had anyone do that before."

He looks at you with a proud expression, "That was fucking perfect." His lips find their way to yours but he quickly kisses down your next and drops to his knees with a grunt, "need to see if you taste as sweet as you look."

He hooks his arms under your thighs, holding your shorts and panties to the side as he just goes for it. You throw your head back, moaning as you rest your hand on the back of his head, "Fuck, Harry."

He hums as he works his tongue in and out of your pussy, causing you to gasp and move your hips forward, "Shit, h-Harry."

Your legs lock over his shoulders and he has a tight grasp on your thighs keeping them spread as he devours you.

"I'm gonna cum.." you announce in a breathless whisper, "Shi-" you let out a loud moan, knocking stuff over as you grasp the edge of the desk.

Harry continues to eat you out through the high of your orgasm, causing your legs to shake and jolt with each time his nose bumps your clit.

He leans back, looking up at you as he continues to grip your thighs, "You taste heavenly, baby."

He moves one leg off your shoulder, kissing up to your knee as he sets it down and he gives your other leg the same treatment before standing up.

He slips his shirt off, now, you've seen Harry shirtless multiple times, but it never fails to take your breath away.

You lick your lips, still panting from the tap orgasms back to back, "You are so fucking hot."

He smirks as he pushes his sweats down, "Yeah?"

You nod and reach out for him to come closer. He smiles and moves in, resting his thumb and pointer on your chin, "Pretty sexy yourself, love."

You slip your fingers into the band of his boxers as he kisses you. You slowly pull them down and wrap your hand around his cock, pumping slowly as you make out.

"Gonna get it wet for me?" He asks smirking against your lips. You smirk back and nod, "Of course."

He steps back, helping you down off the desk before he rests against the desk. You kiss down his chest, over his torso, and down the one v-line until your chin rests on his cock.

You plant little kisses from the base of his cock to the tip and wrap your lips around. Harry is in awe watching you so what you're doing, he doesn't say another word.

He just moans, slightly loud as you start bobbing your head in a steady rhythm. His hand rests gently on the back of your head, but pushes every so often to tell you he wants you to take him all in.

You take a deep breath through your nose and relax as much as you can before sinking your head all the way down on him.

"F-fuck, thats.." he groans and tilts his head back, "That's it."

You pull off, a string of saliva connecting you to his cock from your bottom lip. He looks down, bringing his hand around to swipe it away, "Up."

You move to your feet and he pulls you into him, kissing you roughly as he spins you around, planting you on the edge of his desk, "Thought about this the moment I seen you throwing those punches."

You smile and bring one foot up to rest on the desk, "Mm." He pushes your shorts and panties to the side and nods, "You're a fucking natural out there."

His compliment makes you blush slightly but that's quickly forget as he slips the head of his cock past your folds and into you. You gasp, digging your nails into his shoulder, "Harry."

He licks his lips before parting them, watching as his cock disappears inside of you fully. Your eyes roll shut and you moan out at him stretching you, "So big."

He smirks and grabs a handful of your hair, "You like that, huh?"

You try to nod, but the grip Harry has makes you unable to, "So fucking much."

He pulls his cock out slowly before thrusting back in, quickly building up to a harsh, but very pleasurable speed.

"Fuck." Harry groans and grips your throat with his other hand and pushes his cock fully into you, "You're going to make me cum."

That comment makes you feel incredible.

He shakes his head, smiling as he leans down to kiss you. His hand that's holding your hair, moves to hook under your thigh, bringing it up to his bicep.

He starts thrusting again, squeezing your throat slowly as he watches your face, "Does that feel good?" He rests his forehead against your temple and you whimper out a quiet, "Mhm."

"Where do you want me to cum?" He leans back, letting go of your neck, "I'm close." His thrusts slow down a little and you lay a hand on his arm that's holding your leg, "Mouth."

He moans as he pictures you on your knees, cum on your tongue and he pulls out, "Fuck, okay. Okay."

You move down to the floor, resting on your calves as you stick your tongue out, waiting for him. He jerks his cock a few times, moaning out as he watches it pool onto your tongue, sliding back towards your throat.

"Such a pretty girl." He breathes out and taps his cock on your lips as you close them to swallow. He stares down at you, smirking as you stick your tongue back out to show him that it's gone.

"Dirty girl, too." He smirks and rubs your cheek with his thumb, "Come on. I'll buy dinner tonight." He winks and helps you stand up.

He pulls you in by your waist and kisses you. You smile and laugh slightly against his lips, "Before we do that, I need to change."

"Oh yeah?" He chuckle, "Why's that?"

You roll your eyes and push his shoulder gently, "You know exactly why, Mr. Styles." You walk over and grab your bag, shuffling through to grab a new pair of panties and shorts, "Could have just taken them off."

He shrugs, "I'll take them off next time."

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