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muserryy · 8 months

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WHAT DID YOU GET ME ?

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consider this as a part 2 of 'BACK HOME TO YOU' No problem if you haven't read it, you can still continue with this.

but I would like you to check that out too. HERE.

Harry and you just had a bubble bath. You both moisturise your skin with the lotion and put on comfortable clothes. You wear your black tank top and pajama shorts while he slips into his plain grey tee and his corduroy shorts. Now you're both in your bedroom, relaxed and cozy as he takes the lead to show you what he got for you.

He pulls out a packet and puts it down on the bed, shifting it closer to you . "go ahead…" he tells you to open it. You move to open the brown packet. You look inside it and then at him. You bring it out from the packet. It's a white lightweight dress.

"oh my god, this-" you exclaim as you keep touching and inspecting the dress. You stand on the bed and put the dress in front of you and close. It's long and falls till your ankle and has two lace straps to hold the dress on your shoulder and it's quite flowy.

"Do you like it? I bought it from Italy."

"This is beautiful, harry." you jump on bed like a child. It's a love at first sight with the dress. You love his choice.

"I love seeing you so happy, kid." he laughs again as he watches you being content. "How about you wear it tomorrow for me, hm? We can have a little date in our backyard. what do you say?" he suggests.

"Perfect, I can't wait!" you put the dress against your chest and grin at him.

"Great! Okay so now… are you ready for the next? " he says with dramatic flourish. You sit back down and wait for him to pull out the next thing. He brings up a black flat bag thingy into your view through its handle. You keep watching as he puts it down on the bed and unfolds it. Oh, it's a coat bag. He unzips it revealing a blue material that you've been dying to get your hands on. He looks at you and smiles waiting for your reaction.

Your jaw drops slightly as he takes it out and you cover your mouth with your hands. Unbelievable! You are internally screaming! He straightens up and puts his vest jacket from his Spain n2 show on you, over the tank top you're wearing. He helps you in it and after done he steps back with his hand on his waist, proudly smiling. "there you go."

"harry…" you trail, looking down at it and running your fingers delicately at the material, feeling it in. You were out of words; speechless. "I can't believe,... you really got me this?"

"Yeah, seems like.'' he chuckles at you. You get up from the bed and get in front of the mirror. You observe yourself in his vest that he once wore in his show and now it's on you. "A bit loose… but yeah." He speaks from behind you, watching you attentively looking at the piece of cloth. You spin a little, the dangling fancy cloth straps move along. You turn around and look back in the mirror over your shoulder.

HARRY STYLES. You look at his name that is designed at the back. It's so fucking hot.

"but I love it… it doesn't matter if it's a bit loose. Can we still keep it?" you look at him.

"It's all yours, baby. I didn't get it just to show you."

You scream contentedly and run to him. "You're the best." you hug me.

"Cool," he grins as hugs you back.

You look up at him. "I've to say most of your outfits were so silly but still you managed to look so good in them. "

" Well… now you see, not everyone is Harry styles." he says teasingly.

"Right." you agree and encourage him. Like someone once said Harry Styles can pull off anything. Yes, where's the lie?

He goes back to unpacking and takes out his small ring bag and keeps it aside nicely and continues to take out more of his stuff. You get too busy admiring the vest on you that you forget that you should be helping him but he doesn't complain. You keep looking in the mirror as he'd double glances at you once a while taking out his things.

How lucky I am. I don't know if there's anyone luckier than me in this world. You thought. Yes, you're the most fortunate person in the world right now. People would have died to get his once worn outfit but you? you just had to ask him. you can ask him anything, you just have to say the words and he will dial the numbers and it will be outside your door. you love that power. The doorbell rings, snapping you out of your thoughts. Harry looks at you, confused. "It must be our order, I will fetch it." you quickly walk out of the bedroom and to the front door, with the vest still on you. You didn't have time to prepare something quickly so you guys decided to order some pizza.

After receiving the two square boxes and returning back to the bedroom. You see Harry at the side of your study table, looking at your books and some drawings. You put the pizza boxes down on the bed. You look back at him and now he's leaning on the table, facing you with a piece of paper in his hand, reading it. You immediately see the colour of paper. It's a card and he's unfolding it.

"Hey!!" you stride to him and snatch it out of his hands.

"oii," he's already smiling. "lemme read it."

"no!" you hide it behind you.

"c'mon y/n, I've already read the bold letters. You made it for me, didn't you?" yes it's a small card you were planning to give him but you didn't finish it because of his surprise homecoming.

"yes but I haven't finished it since I didn't know you were returning today," you fake scowl at him, obviously you weren't mad about his surprise returning but it just you didn't get to finish it and you really wanted to give him.

"I'm sorry for that." he says, pursing his lips.

"You don't have to be, you didn't know obviously. c'mon let's eat the pizza before it gets cold, yeah?" you change the topic and take his hand and walk to the bed. You sit, grabbing one box and opening it.

Harry sits on the bed next to you with crossed legs. He takes a slice and starts eating it and you do the same. "So I can't read it?"

"not yet." you say as you chew and swallow down the food. "how about I finish it and then give it to you?" you're never really good at expressing your feelings and emotions verbally so you just write it down and you like doing it. It's your way.

"Take your time." he says and continues to eat. You smile at him. "The pizza's good."

You agree by nodding at him. You eat pizza and talk in between. After eating, you put the empty boxes away and clean your hands. Your eyes land on the clothes neatly piled up on the bed. Harry's shirts.

"oh my- these are back !!" you chirp and crawl towards them. You check them… his button ups, t-shirts and some new ones. You stand up from the bed and take off the vest you were wearing this whole time and put it back in its cover. You remove your top you are wearing and take Harry's white with grey striped tee and put it on. It's too big and its sleeves cover your hands but it's soft and the fruity smell of his shirt is faint and comforting.

Harry keeps watching as he sits on the bed with his head leaning against the headboard and his arms crossed. You look at him and your face tinge pink. He laughs at you, making you look away and your eyes land on the balcony that is attached to your bedroom. The sun is setting down.

"harry… let's go to the balcony." You go and take his hand and pull him up from the bed. You slide the glass door and step outside with him behind. The air is pleasant and calming. The sun is setting and casting its faint and lovely rays blending with the ambient light.

You put your hands on the railing and Harry does the same. The air billows as you love the feeling of his presence beside you. You both stay still and silent as the air caresses your face and hair making you ease and relax. The area surrounding your house has beautiful trees and a pretty nice neighbourhood but it's still perfectly private and secluded for you guys.

When you feel your ponytail come loose, you look up at Harry as he has removed the rubber band from your hair, now that it has fallen down your shoulder and back. Heat rises up your cheeks again. The warm light reflects his face as he smiles down at you. He gets behind and turns around. The light gentle breezes make some locks fall on your face. He brushes them out and behind your ear. You get on your tiptoes and kiss him on the lips. He kisses you back by wrapping his arms around you. The touch of his mustache on your lips sends tingles of wonder to you. You both smile into the short kiss as the gentle breeze does a great work and makes the moment heart-warming.

Pulling away you turn back to watch the sunset. You put your hand on his hand that is holding the railing. You look down at it and suddenly remember something.

You elicit a gasp, "Oh, I almost forgot! I have something for you." You turn back to him, seeing the frown on his face. You tell him to wait and he intriguingly watches you go inside. You open your closet and the drawers and pull out a fancy beaded thread. You hide it in your hand and walk back to him.

"Could you bring your hand forward for me, please? " He does as you say. You waste no time and push the band up in his hands and to his wrist. It's a band you made for him on friendship day but since he wasn't here you decided to give him when he returns. "I made it for you, a friendship band."

You look at him, his mouth slightly open in surprise, his eyes light up. He stares down at the band. "You made it for me?" It seems like he's touched by your gesture. He grazes his fingers on the beads. It has two letter beads, yours and Harry's initials and has a small heart bead in the between and equal bead work on the sides. He grins big and twists and turns the band around on his wrist. He looks into your eyes. "It's beautiful… I'm gonna cherish it forever. Thank you so much." The fact that you cared to make him a friendship band means a lot to him. He appreciates and admires the little sweet things you do for him.

Not knowing what to say, you just put your head on his chest and hug him. You both hug for a while, staying on the balcony.

"Now let's go in and finish unpacking my bags. This night is gonna be long." he snickers quietly. You both go inside and finish unpacking and keep his stuff and clothes at its place.

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The lights are off in the room. The moon light beams the dark bedroom through the glass balcony door. you both are laying in bed, face to face, him facing you as your back is turned towards the balcony. This way the moonlight shines on his face illuminating it with a gentle glow. It's been hours of your night talking.

He tells you about the different moments from his tour and how he felt being on-stage and performing. He tells you how it felt hearing more than thousands of voices sing along to his songs. He shares how he felt when he performed his first show and how overwhelming he got on the last show.

"amazing… it was incredible." he slightly shakes his head as if he is reminiscing about all those moments. He sucks in a breath.

"And, you know?..." He leans on his elbow and tells you more. His hands do movements, your band on his wrist adoring it while he tells you some of his embarrassing stories. You run your fingers through his hair while watching and listening to him attentively, in between you glance at his lips as he speaks, the way they move and the way his tongue pokes out and wets his lips. You laugh mirthfully at his stories. He stares down at you as you stare back at him. He leans down to kiss you against your lips. Everytime you kiss, the hair above his lips makes it more sensual and pleasurable. The flavour of it lingers on your lips as he pulls away.

You run your thumb over his mustache instinctively and caress it. "doesn't it bother you?" he asks, referring to the hair on his upper lip.

You shake your head immediately. "no, I love it." you really do love the sensation of his facial hair tickling your lips and cheeks. oh, how alive it makes you feel! You keep running your thumb on them for a while and in between caressing his lips. He yawns and then kisses your thumb. "You wanna sleep now?" you ask, just in case he wants to talk more? He nods and leans down to nuzzle his head in your neck, almost on top of you. "C'mon then." He falls on his back again and faces you again. You do the same, turning your body to face me.

You stare at each other's faces until his eyes start to drop close but you are awake and watch him sleep. You take your time admiring every inch of his face as the moon rays smoothly fall on him. His heart-like shaped lips that are naturally a perfect shade of pink, his little boopable nose, his left cheek that is squished against the pillow, his eyes closed and his thick lashes looks perfect. Some of his curly hair locks are spread on his forehead; there's no frown. You would be lying if you say, you won't cry right now whilst looking at his flawless face.

You can't help but brush his hair back with your hand and kiss his forehead. You scoot closer and pull him down just so you can cuddle him. He immediately wraps his arms around your body and burying his head in your neck, with his nose touching the curve of your neck.

"Good night!" he mumbles in your neck.

"Good night, Harry!"

Now it's really a good night for you. isn't it?

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oii cah vim aqui mandar meu pedido pros concepts pq esperei tanto por isso, esse é meu momento kkkk então, queria que você fizesse um baseado nos números 15 e 17 (smut), pode ser? obrigada desde já amoree ❤️❤️

• Frases: "Meu namorado nos mataria se nos visse agora." // "Eu não consigo parar de imaginar você chupando meu pau como aquele picolé"

• NotaAutora:Isso ficou enorme para um Concept mas tudo bem kkkk Estou realmente muito feliz do meu primeiro pedido ser o seu, adoraria saber sua opinião depois♥️ | Faz tempo que não escrevo em 1 pessoa, adoraria saber a opinião de vocês!🥺

• Avisos: +18, sem romance, hot bem explícito,linguagem imprópria, sexo oral.

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Harry Concept #1

O dia nunca pareceu tão quente como naquela tarde de julho em Lós Angels, o sol brilhava e o céu parecia não ter uma nuvem sequer. Eu por outro lado nunca estive tão feliz pelos pais da minha melhor amiga terem viajado no fim de semana e ela dar uma de suas icônicas ‘festa na piscina.’

"Baby, o resto das bebidas estão no porta-malas, você pode pegar para mim?" Com um lindo biquinho que meu namorado amava, pedi em uma voz manhosa.

"Claro, minha bebezinha." Ele agarrou minha cintura após sair do carro, me deixando um beijo molhado na bochecha antes de mover-se para a traseira do veículo.

Ele era tão fofo.

"Oie." Jess diz com sua voz aguda abraçando-me. "Vocês são os últimos a chegar."

"Oi Jess!" Retribui o abraço, com um peek de cerveja nas mãos. "Bem, você sabe como Kevin é! Você pediu mais cervejas e ele comprou quase o comércio todo."

"É porque ele ama a irmãzinha dele, mas que você ." Disse convencida, vendo-me revirar os olhos. "Você está maravilhosa." Ela deu um de seus elogios frequentes.

Eu não podia negar que me sentia assim, eu estava vestindo meu biquíni branco favorito, tão pequeno que valorizava meu corpo perfeitamente e ainda coloquei uma maquiagem à prova d'água para finalizar o visual.

"Você que está!" Dei um sorriso ao ver seu biquíni vermelho era tão atrevido quanto o meu. "Onde estão todos?"

"Espalhados por aí, mas principalmente no jardim e na piscina."

"Ok, vou levar essas cervejas para a cozinha e já apareço por lá."

"Fique à vontade e não quebre nada que se não meus pais vão me matar, eles ainda se lembram do incidente no Natal." Disse ela antes de desaparecer pelos cômodos.

"Pode deixar." Com cuidado andei pelo corredor da casa que dava para enorme cozinha branca com mararmores escuros.—literalmente um sonho para qualquer um.

"Belos seios." Harry Styles, o namorado da Jess estava sorrindo para mim recostado em um dos armários, os olhos nunca deixando meu corpo desde que entrei no local.

Aquele idiota achava que tinha alguma chance?

"É porque nunca os viu por baixo disso." Sorri de forma arrogante enquanto, seus olhos iam seguindo meu dedo que brincava com a alça frontal do top do biquíni.

Obviamente entrei em sua provocação esperando que ele ficasse surpreso e parasse, mas não foi bem o que aconteceu.

"Mal posso esperar para o dia que eu possa vê-lós."

Harry Styles, o canalha do namorado da Jess está mesmo flertando comigo descaradamente?

Oh! Ele só podia estar louco...

Ele só era o idiota que fode minha melhor amiga, mas ela ainda insiste em chamá-lo de namorado, afinal. Se não gostasse tanto de Jess e não namorasse o irmão dela, eu já teria terminado nossa amizade só por conta desse babaca.

"E a Jess?" Questionei com uma carranca, o lembrando que sua namorada era minha melhor amiga. "O que ela acharia de saber que está flertando comigo?"

"E seu namorado?" Ele revidou com um sorriso.

"Não sou eu que estou flertando aqui, Harry." Defendi-me colocando as cervejas no congelador dando uma bela visão de meu traseiro que provavelmente tinham os olhos fixos de Harry sobre eles.

"Não está?" Ele ri em sarcasmo. "Você é uma péssima mentirosa."

"Oh! Cala a boca." Bufei pegando um picolé no freezer.—o de melancia um dos meus favoritos.

Estava quente e precisava de algo para me refrescar, sai batendo os pés nem olhando para trás.Na piscina, metade da turma se divertia, o som alto, todos pareciam estar alegres ou bêbados o suficiente para esquecer que os deixava tristes. O ar cheirava a protetor solar, cloro e cerveja barata, essa, sim, era uma clássica festa na piscina de Jessica.

"S/n! Você precisa entrar." Jess gritou quando me viu. "Água está ótima!"

"Ei!bestie, eu vou entrar mais tarde." Sentei-me com os pés na água, perto de onde ela estava, também perto da porta da cozinha que dava para o jardim. "Deixe eu só terminar com isso."

Desembalei meu picolé antes de colocá-lo na boca e começar a chupar, a doçura frutada se infiltrou em minha língua, junto com a sensação refrescante que tanto almejava, eu estava completamente alheia e feliz enquanto o picolé deslizava em vai e vem deixando meus lábios umidos e rosados.

Dando uma longa lambida na lateral do picolé vermelho, sem total intenção avistei Harry, do outro lado da piscina um pouco mais afastado, parado na patente da porta da cozinha, me observando atentamente como um pervertido.

Harry devia estar a procurar sua namorada, mas ficou distraído em seus pensamentos pecaminosos logo que olhou para mim. Eu sempre soube que Styles só pensava com seu pau mais do que tudo, porém isso era novo, ele estava duro?

Eu deixei ele duro?

Tentando ser indiferente, dei os ombros enquanto retirava o item congelado da boca. — A cor rosada brilhando sob meus lábios, voltando a colocar tudo na boca, só para repetir o processo mais uma vez.

Eu iria provocá-lo para ver até onde isso iria dar. Pude vê-lo segurar um suspiro, seu calção começando a ficar menor quando seu pau começou a se contorcer endurecido. Mais uma vez, meu picolé se acomodou por inteiro na minha boca, enquanto meu olhar estavam fixos nele. Ele agiu como um adolescente não conseguindo controlar seu pau duro com a visão da melhor amiga da sua namorada chupando um picolé.

Patético...

Olhando para ele, estava irritada, com as sobrancelhas arqueadas, distraída demais com seu atrevimento para perceber que o picolé que segurava perto de minha boca estava pingando em meus seios e biquíni.

"Merda!" Levantei às pressas.

Passei por Harry com o picolé entre os lábios, deixando uma piscadinha, logo indo até o banheiro para me limpar, terminei o picolé e joguei o palito na lixeira, olhei para o espelho, a mancha vermelha em meu biquíni branco e desesperadamente tentei limpar com a primeira tolha que vi.

"S/n?" Ouvi três bativas na porta. "Precisa de ajuda?" Essa voz rouca era perceptível em qualquer lugar.

"Você não tem mais o que fazer, não?" Abri irritada vendo o sorriso malicioso de Styles.

"Deixe-me entrar." Harry diz, sua voz profunda e suave. "Eu sou bom em limpar coisas."

"Você só pode estar louco." Tentei empurrá-lo para sair, mas seu corpo forte me impediu.

E então ele entrou sem minha permissão fechando a porta atrás de si.

"Harry! Abra essa porra de porta."

"Não." Ele riu de mim. " Sabe, eu percebi você me provocando lá fora."

"Jura? Eu só percebi seu pequeno problema aí em baixo, além do seu olhar de pervertido." Comentei olhando para sua ereção que insistia em ficar aparente em seu short de banho.

"Então por que você não faz algo sobre isso, querida?"

"O quê?"

"Você tem noção de como me deixa S/n?" Ele se aproximou e eu mal podia respirar. "Sabe como é foder com Jess e só pensar em você? Sabe como é ter que ouvir Kevin dizendo o quão boa é sua boquinha?" Ele tinha um maldito sorriso quando me encorralou na parede.

Meu coração pulou uma batida, minhas coxas estavam tremendo.

"Você está sendo inadequado." Mal conseguia pronunciar. "Você nem deveria estar aqui, se Jess ou Kevin nos pegar! Estamos ferrados!"

"Então, me diga para parar." Harry sussurrou, brincando com a alça do meu biquíni decidindo se vai abaixá-la ou não. "Diga-me que você não quer isso."

Eu perdi a voz, incapaz de falar alguma coisa concreta ou impedi-lo, quando Harry se inclinou, parando seus lábios do lado do meu ouvido.

“Eu não consigo parar de imaginar você chupando meu pau como aquele picolé."

"H-Harry" Engasguei, prendendo minhas coxas.

"Sim." Ele resmungou. "Você gosta dessa ideia, não é princesa? Mhm? Gosta de me ver desejando você." Styles sorriu e segurou meu rosto entre as mãos.

"Talvez..." Finalmente disse olhando em seus olhos.

Eu estava me sentindo estranhamente quente.

No instante seguinte ele se afastou, minhas bochechas foram ficando coradas, ao vê-lo apressadamente desfazendo o nó de seu calção de banho que se acumuou em seus pés em menos de um segundo, o pau totalmente ereto saltou na minha frente, Harry apenas sorriu pegando seu pau na mão, sem nenhum constrangimento ou culpa de suas ações, eu assisti com os olhos dilatados enquanto ele movia o punho por todo o seu pênis, não pude evitar prender o lábio inferior abaixo de meus dentes.

"É só para você, gatinha." Ele começou a acariciá-lo novamente como se ele estivesse me provocando e instigando a isto. "Ele fica assim todas as vezes que estou perto de você."

"Não faz isso…" A leve culpa de trair Kevin e Jess estava me fazendo hesitar. "É injusto."

Mas antes que pudesse pensar, senti seus lábios vindo de encontro aos meus em um beijo que rapidamente se tornou faminto e intenso, tenho que admitir que não odiei, a sensação dos lábios dele, tinha gosto do picolé de melancia que havia chupado, suas carícias estavam me deixando excitada.

"Nós realmente não podemos fazer isso." Afastei-me, balançando a cabeça. "Meu namorado nos mataria se nos visse agora."

"Pare de falar."Styles me cortou antes de me beijar novamente. "Ninguém saberá se isso for nosso segredo, certo?"

"Se me pedir com jeitinho?"

Se ele podia fazer joguinhos, eu também podia.

"Ah, você quer que eu peça com jeitinho?" Ele se sentiu ofendido.

"Sim! Se quer que chupe a porra do seu pau, seja mais cavalheiro."

Harry me puxou fazendo que enrolasse minhas pernas na cintura dele, sua língua explorou minha boca em um beijo mais selvagem enquanto às mãos fortes apalpam minha bunda.

"Tudo bem, se é o que você quer." Ele deu um aperto mais forte colando nossos corpos ainda mais na parede. "S/n, seja uma boa menina e chupe meu pau e eu te darei o melhor orgasmo de todos."

"Não faça promessas que não poderá cumprir Harry." Dei sorriso um pouco zombeteiro.

"Eu sempre mantenho minha palavra." Ele disse um pouco mais ríspido.

"Tudo bem, eu acredito em você, agora me coloca no chão para poder fazer meu trabalho." Revirei os olhos.

Harry me pôs no chão e observou enquanto eu lentamente passava a mão livre pelo peito dele, descendo cada vez mais antes de segurar sua protuberância, caindo de joelhos, ele não pôde segurar um sorriso no rosto enquanto me tinha exatamente onde ele queria.

"Abra, língua para fora." Ordenou agarrando seu pau latejante e bateu a ponta contra minha língua. "Boa menina." Ele revirou os olhos ao me ver sorrir com malícia.

Eu gostava de um bom elogio, não podia negar.

"Agora chupa."

Como uma garotinha obediente, meus lábios envolveram a cabeça de seu pênis, usando minhas mãos para acariciar onde minha boca não chegava.

Jess tinha tanta sorte...

"Porra, baby, sua boca é uma delícia."

Um gemido engasgado passou por meus lábios quando senti a mão de Harry se enroscar em meu cabelo, puxando-me ainda mais para seu pau, meus lábios deslizaram ao redor da ponta sugando, as veias de seu pênis deslizavam contra minha bochechas, no ritmo que balançava a cabeça, para cima e para baixo.

Era notável que Harry tentava suprimir seus gemidos, mas falhou todas ás vezes, ele era do tipo escândaloso e eu estava gostando. Ele empurrou seus quadris para frente, forçando-me a levar ainda mais do seu pau, quando sua ponta atingiu o fundo de minha garganta, ele mal podia raciocinar direito.

"Porra, Kevin tinha razão, você é boa demais nisso." Ele gagueja, jogando a cabeça para trás.

Era quente pra caralho, ver seus olhos fechados, sua boca aberta ansioso demais para ter tudo de mim.

Isso também estava errado.

Mas ele estava perto.

Ele abriu os olhos, eu sabia que ele precisava olhar para mim, precisava olhar para a doce melhor amiga de sua namorada engasgando em seu pau. Eu dei meu melhor sorriso enquanto o masturbava para respirar.

E merda, isso foi um erro, me senti culpada por estar gostando tanto, eu provavelmente estava jogando fora minha amizade com a Jess e todo meu namoro Kevin.

"Onde você me quer?" Ele perguntou com polegar esfregando carinhosamente em minha bochecha. "Eu me pergunto o quão bonita você ficaria com meu esperma em todo o seu rosto." Styles diz me trazendo a realidade.

Por um instante toda a culpa pareceu sumir .

"Onde você quiser." Respondi com uma voz manhosa que o arruinou.

"Abra."

Aquela voz me causava arrepios.

Obedecendo a ele, ergui o queixo, abrindo minha boca colocando a língua para fora esperando seu gozo. Um sorriso atrevido surgiu nos lábios de Harry que segurou meu rosto, batendo seu pênis pesado algumas vezes em minha língua.

Eu nunca senti tanto prazer ao ver alguém gozando como eu senti ao vê-lo, suas mãos grandes tocando seu próprio pau em busca de seu máximo, seus lábios rosados gemendo coisas obcenas só para mim, seus olhos verdes que não desviaram dos meus enquanto sua porra quente se espalhava por todo meu rosto.

Essa seria uma cena que não sairia tão fácil da minha mente.

Com meu olhar ainda fixos no dele, sorri e lentamente usei o polegar para limpar o sêmen de minha bochecha, trazendo para boca começando a chupar.

"Baby" Chamei ao vê-lo paralisado na minha frente.

"Sim?" Ele sussurrou, ainda meio aéreo.

"Nós temos que voltar para a festa" Pronunciei me levantando. "E tente parecer que não acabou de ter seu pau na boca da garota de seu amigo."

"Se você prometer não deixar transparecer que acabou de deixar o namorado da sua melhor amiga foder sua boca pelas costas dela."

"Pode deixar." Concordei limpando meu rosto e pisquei para ele através do espelho. "Ah! E sobre aquela sua promessa, espero que valha a pena porque eu não vou deixar de cobrar! Você me deve um orgasmo." Arrumei meu biquíni e cabelo não olhando para trás quando sai.

Muito obrigado pela leitura! Se você gostou, por favor, considere deixar algum feedback, opinião, sugestão, idea AQUI isso significa muito para mim.💕

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IT IS THIS CUTIES BIRTHDAY !!!

it’s your 29th birthday harry! i’ve loved you ever since i’ve known you, harry and i couldn’t help it (11 years now… wow) you are so beautiful in every sense, i’m so grateful to live in the same period of time as you.

in this day i want to wish that you have a great time and it’s full of love as much as you deserve 😣💗

you are my home.

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wxllsbzz · 2 years

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it's raining man ♂️

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fundax · 1 year

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pretty, pretty boy 💚

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seventeen17-black · 2 years

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» I don't care what people say when we're together

You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep

I just want it to be you and I forever

I know you wanna leave

So c'mon baby be with me

So happily ♡

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theenginesounds · 1 year

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aromatherapy 🧃📚💤🎸

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qlagustaundrama · 10 months

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rivusapoems · 1 year

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icons halsey + headers harry, louis and taylor 🌟

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itsas7ronomy · 7 months

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𖥻🧸: harry styles moodboard ۪ ׄ✰̠

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muserryy · 2 months

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helloo!! new work "PEOPLE BLUES" is out. check it out here .

for more check out my masterlist (pinned post on my profile)

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payasamlover · 2 years

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Pal Payasam

Summary: Harry cooks yns favourite dish in the whole world Paal payasam

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Warning: fluff :)

A/N: Hey everyone I'm so sorry if this blurb doesn't come up to your expectations tbh I didn't like it either but I still gonna post it cause I took time to write . Honestly writing is really stressful and it really clogs your brain a lot . If there's any typos or error please lemme know :) . Any I love you all <3

Terms:

1. Moné: a nickname meaning dear

2.Amma:mother

3.Kutti: small

4. Paal payasam: payasam or kheer is a sweet dish and a type of wet pudding popular in the Indian subcontinent, usually made by boiling milk, sugar or jaggery, and rice, although rice may be substituted with one of the following: daals, bulgur wheat, millet, tapioca, vermicelli, or sweet corn.( Paal=milk therefore paal payasam =payasam made with milk)

As a person who never cooked in his 28 years of existence Harry Styles found himself at a loss when trying to make something for the first time. He stared helplessly at the pots and pans that were sitting on a kitchen counter while he waited, not wanting to move them because they might break if he did. He also had no idea what to do.

It was one of those moments where Yn just wanted to curl up under her duvet and cry because she miss her family so much that she forget about all the other things that happening around her. As a girl who was born and brought up in India Yn knew better than to complain when things went wrong.

Earlier that day Yn was on the phone with her mom and dad catching up with them about her whereabouts and such. They were so proud of their daughter for moving to another country to chase her dreams and aspirations. Of course, they missed her terribly and want to visit her but they couldn't do so because of their work obligations. The only thing they could do was send pictures and FaceTime. It never failed to make Yn feel warm inside.

It was just another typical Saturday when yn decided to call her parents. On the 3rd ring, her mother picked up. "Sorry, Moné I was really busy today. Is everything okay?"

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"Yes, it's fine amma. Just miss you is all." Yn replied, taking a sip from her glass of water.

Yn heard a soft chuckle coming from her mother's end and said, "You know we miss you too baby girl." She continued to talk with her little girl for another minute until the call ended. "How's Harry, moné? Is he eating well?"

"Oh yeah, he eats plenty don't worry." Yn smiled at the mention of her boyfriend.

"Anyways, what are you and Appa doing tonight?". "He doesn't know this but I'm cooking his favourite payasam you know just a kutti surprise". Ah, the good Ole paal payasam. The thought itself made yn's mouth water.

"Ammaaaa now I wanna eat too " Yn whined. "Then come back to India and I'll make every single one of your favourite payasam and bring Harry too you know I can't wait to tell him all your embarrassing stories to him " Her mother giggled and Yn couldn't help but laugh too.

"I will amma, I love you so much." "Love you too my vaave," she said before hanging up and letting out a content sigh. Her smile slowly faded away as she stared at her phone. Her eyes started welling up. She just misses them so damn much. "Hey, are you okay bubba?" Harry asked from behind her making yn shriek before turning around.

Harry was standing in front of her wearing nothing but his towel and looking like an angel. He was leaning against a doorframe with his head tilted to one side. "I just called amma . I just miss her so fucking much Harry you've got no idea". Harry came closer to her. "Come here lemme give you a hug", he said gently wrapping both arms around her waist. "Is there anything else I can do to help you?". "Naw, I'll be alright babe? You've done enough today. I love you." "Love you too, lemme go get some clothes". Yn watched Harry walk out of the room and close the door before she sighed loudly.

Harry knew how much Yn missed her family therefore the next day he decided to make Yn her favourite dish in the whole world. Her amma's paal payasam. So the next day Harry decided to make a quick run to the local Indian store near them when Yn was still sleeping. He grabbed all the ingredients and started preparing for the paal payasam. So like every other millennial Harry decided to go to YouTube his trusted friend. After searching for God knows how long he finally clicked on a video that looks decent enough. Little did he know the video was in Malayalam Yn's native language. He didn't know Malayalam for shit. Once again he's back to square one. He browsed so much he got fed up with it. So he decided to ring Yn's mom for help.

"Hello? what happened Harry why are calling me this early?". "Uhm hey Mrs Yln I'm sorry to wake you up I need your help it's just Yn was missing you guys so to cheer her up I'm making Yn's paal payasam," Harry rambled. Yn's mom laughed out loud before replying. "Harry it's fine honey, I understand that she misses her amma and appa and her fav paal payasam " Mrs Yln spoke."Okay so basically I need your help to make the paal payasam but I don't know where to start " . "why don't you start by rinsing the rice and roasting the cashew and raisins ?". "M'kay" Harry mumbled. When he finished washing the rice "Harry moné do you have a wide pan at your home ?" Mrs Yln asked him "Yeah I think it's somewhere around here" Harry answered. There was a moment of silence before Amma heard rustling noises. "Give me mo Mrs yln lemme find the pan," Harry said with a big grin. Amma chuckled lightly hearing Harry's voice coming through the speaker. Harry soon returned. "There it is Mrs Yln". " Great "Mrs Yln exclaimed. "Now boil the milk in the pan and after that add the soaked rice. Harry did as he was told and placed the mixture into the pan. "This should do".

While he's stirring the rice it starts smelling amazing. " Okay now stir the rice grains and saute for about 30 seconds on a low to medium flame or till you get a nice fragrant aroma from the rice. Do not allow the rice to get browned" amma said. "Gotcha" Harry hummed before starting the fire on medium heat. "simmer and cook for 15 minutes or until the rice grains are cooked well." "Okay Mrs yln," Harry said once more and continued to cook and stir while waiting for the rice to finish." Now mash the rice slightly until the payasam turns creamy. If you mash the rice too much it won't turn out perfectly so try to be as delicate as possible" Mrs Yln instructed Harry before going silent.

After some time passed Mrs Yln spoke again. "Alright, that looks perfect now add some more milk for the thickness ". "Now add like 5 tsp sugar to the pan and you continue stirring ." "Ok", Harry replied before adding the sugar " boil for 3 minutes or until the payasam turns creamy and sugar is dissolved completely. Pour the toasted nuts over the raisins and add ¼ tsp cardamom powder. mix well. okay" Harry nodded along as Mrs yln explained everything to him. "Okay, keep on stirring the pot for 8 to 10 minutes then remove the paal payasam to cool down and let it rest." " Thank you so much Mrs yln you're a God sent"."Hey anything for you moné".He thanked yn's amma for helping him cook and they hung up.

As soon as Yn woke up she was hit with the aroma of her favourite thing in the entire world paal payasam.No way in this world Harry would make payasam for her. "Did you make payasam for me?" Yn asked as she sat up and stretched her body. Harry looked at her from where he was sitting on his bed with a small smile playing across his lips. "Babe, it's past 7 in the morning so I thought you'd still be sleeping", He responded making her groan.

"But now I'm awake," She asked, crossing her legs under herself. " Yeah" He replied. "Okay" Yn hopped off the bed and walked towards Harry giving him a quick peck on the cheek before skipping off to the kitchen. "Babe, did you cook payasam for me?" " I feel so special right now" She smiled. Yn was currently sitting on her chair with her legs crossed and her hands on her lap. Harry was seated behind her. His hand rested on her stomach. He started rubbing circles on the soft spot. "Why don't you go get ready and wear the white saree " Harry suggested. "You mean the one you bought for our first anniversary?" She asked.

"Yeah why don't you try it on", he replied. "Why?" "Because you miss home and being close to your homeland. That also means you also look lovely in it." "Hmm maybe" Yn agreed with a huge smile. Harry chuckled softly as he watched her stand up, and grab the silk saree from their closet." As Yn began draping her saree harry decided to plate the payasam. It smelled delicious.

Yn walked out of the bathroom wearing the saree and Harry couldn't help but let out a low whistle. "Oh yeah there's the real Mvp ", Harry teased making Yn pout. "Hey I look pretty don't I?" She whined. "Very pretty my love" Harry smirked. "Ok let's not waste our time it's time to dig in" Harry stood up and handed her the bowl of paal payasam and served himself before walking towards her. Yn and he began eating. While eating she tried to steal glances at Harry who was busy eating paal payasam. When Harry caught her gaze she grinned sheepishly and stuffed another spoon into her mouth. "You're staring at me, love," Harry said while chuckling. Yn blushed heavily. "It's just...you made me my favourite dish even though you don't know how to cook and that's something that I appreciate about you". "Thank you baby" Harry replied before taking another bite.

When Yn had almost drained the paal payasam Harry finally spoke up. "So.. how did I do for my first payasam? " "Surprisingly well. Tbh I never thought you would cook this well , and to top it off you did such an amazing job. The payasam smells so good and the taste is so exquisite", Yn said smiling brightly. "I'm glad that I did a great job then, and I'll do even better next time," he stated proudly ." I know you would " she giggled." Well, after we're done eating can we take a nap? " Harry asked Yn. "Sure, sounds fun", Yn said . "Good now let's go to bed, sweetheart" Harry said. Yn stood up and followed Harry to their shared bedroom.

They both climbed under the covers together and Harry pulled Yn closer to him "I love you so much love " He murmured before closing his eyes. "I love you too" Yn whispered. After a while, Harry fell asleep and Yn snuggled into his embrace, contented with the warm feeling inside her chest.

A/n: again I just wanna apologise if this is not good . tbh I rushed writing this . if there are any typos or grammatic errors please lemme know

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