“We’re in the middle of recording so not till later.” I looked at the clock on the tv and rolled my eyes. It was almost 9 and I was getting very frustrated.
“You can’t tell them that you have to leave? I made dinner and everything.” I complained. It was our 2 year anniversary and I had everything planned. I made a home made dinner, which I never really do but Harry loves my cooking, I cleaned the flat, I dressed up and I waited for him to come home. Now the food is getting cold and he won’t be home until later tonight.
“I’m leaving in about 2 hours. Can you wait until then?” Harry asked sighing over the phone.
“Just come home when you’re done.” I said and hung up. I put the phone down, leaned against the counter and looked the all the food I made. I left the kitchen, not even bothering to put the food away, and went to the bedroom. I changed from my little black dress to one of Harry’s shirts and panties. I got into bed, turned the tv on and watched tv until Harry got home.
“(Y/N)? Where are you?” I heard Harry yell from the door. I didn’t answer. Harry walked into the bedroom and smiled at me. “Happy anniversary.” He said holding a bouquet of roses, bending down to kiss me hello. I moved my head away from him and turned my back to him. “Tina. Please forgive me. I know how hard you worked on the dinner and everything. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
“Yeah? How Harry? I put everything into that dinner. I dressed up for you. I cleaned the flat. I worked all day! Then I find out you’re not going to come home till late tonight and you expect me not to be mad?” I yelled at him.
“Stop yelling at me. It’s not my fault I had to stay!” Harry yelled back at me.
“I’m pretty sure you could’ve gotten out of it if you even tried!” I yelled. Harry didn’t say anything. “You chose to stay and chose not to even try to get out of it.” I said hurt. Harry came closer and pulled my face to his. He crashed his lips onto mine passionately and held my face in his hands. He pulled back and looked at me in my eyes.
“Lay down.” Harry whispered. I nodded, climbing back into bed and laying down just like he told me to. Harry stripped from his clothes, leaving his boxers on. He climbed into bed and crawled on top of me. “I’m going to make it up to you.” He whispered into my ear, sending chills all over my body. I let out a small moan and lifted my hips up to touch him.
Harry tugged on my clothes and I quickly got rid of them. Harry kissed my cheek then down my jaw to my neck. He started to suck on my skin and nibbled on it to leave a mark. I ran my hand down his back and then up into his soft, curly hair. Harry kissed down my neck to my right breast. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and I let out a moan.
“Harry.” I moaned. He stopped and looked at me for permission to do more. I kissed him and then pulled away letting him explore my body some more. He ripped my panties off and spread my legs. I watched as Harry studied my core. His fingers trailed down my leg to my core and ran them up and down. I groan in frustration just wanting him inside me already. “Do not tease me baby.” I groaned, gripping his biceps. Harry stuck a finger deep inside me and I moaned out loud. He placed his mouth right on my clit and hummed. That made me go crazy. I gripped his hair and kept moaning. His finger was going in and out of me so fast, I was gasping for air. Harry took his finger out of me and his mouth left my clit. He crawled back on top of me and put his finger in my mouth. He made me taste myself and when I did, he groaned with pleasure.
I flipped us over so Harry was on his back. I kissed him hard while rubbing his length. Harry moaned into the kiss and started to grind against my hand. I kissed down his neck and torso to the top of his bosers. I pulled them down before letting his length slap up to his stomach. I grabbed his length in my hand and rubbed it up and down. I looked up to Harry and noticed his head was thrown back against the headboard. I focused back on his length before putting my lips against the tip of him.
“Fuck (Y/N).” He groaned. I licked the tip and then slowly took his length into my mouth. Harry was a groaning mess. He was squriming and groaning a lot which made me smile because I was doing this to him. I bobbed up and down on Harry’s for a little bit longer before Harry pushed me off of him. “I get to be in control now.” Harry said in his sexy raspy voice that was filled with lust.
“Oh really?” I asked kidding around. Harry pinned me down to the bed and kissed me hard. He removed one of his hands from my body to line his length up with my core. He slammed right into me making me groan out in pleasure. Harry didn’t start off fast as he usually did, he started slow. He was looking me right in the eyes, slowly thrusting into me. He leaned down so his head was right next to mine and I felt his breath against my hot skin. He kissed my neck again and again while I was moaning. I gripped onto his biceps while he was thrusting harder and harder into me. Harry pulled out and pulled me on top of him. I realized he wanted me to ride him and be in control for a bit. I slide back onto his length and started to ride him.
“Mmmm. (Y/N) you’re so good.” He moaned, his eyes closed and his hands quiding my hips. I was riding him slowly before he started making me ride him faster. I was close to my release and I couldn’t hold it much longer.
“I-I’m so cl-close Harry.” I moaned. Harry flipped us over and he started slamming into me. He was going as fast as he could and I could tell he was just as close as I was. I moaned, arched my back off the bed and released all over his length. Harry groaned and gripped my hips as hard as possible while he released. We both collapsed on the bed. Harry slowly pulled out; I winced from the loss of contact.
Harry rolled next to me, pulled me close to him and looked me in the eyes. He pushed some of my hair behind my ear and smiled at me.
“(Y/N), I’m really sorry about coming home so late.” He whispered. “I love you so much though. I really do. I’m glad I’ve been with you for this long.” Harry kissed my nose before pulling me closer. “Happy anniversary love.”
someone needs to make a story with this gif its just its just…oh my fuckin gawd. *___*
hiiiii, can someone please make one where you and Harry are having beautiful, sweet sex and you see someone taking photos/filming and harry chase them, but the person escapes. and the next day the photos / video would be everywhere and everyone would be talking about it
So, I really liked writing this. I know its not my best work. But I hope you like it. Comments are welcome. :)
“Harry, I’m, well, I’m pregnant.” I mumbled from the little corner of the couch. “Wait, what?” Harry’s mouth fell open. His face paled and his eyes grew. “I just found out last night.” My eyes started to water. He was speechless, his hands covered his face and sat on the couch. “What are we going to do?” He asked. “Well, I thought it would be best for us to end everything right now. You have tour coming up, and you don’t need a baby. You don’t want that being in tablo-” Harry cut me off. “No, no, no. Do you hear yourself? Look, I love you more than anything. You’re my world, and now this baby will be our world. I don’t know how we are going to do this, but we are in this together.” Harry grabbed my hands and pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me. I lightly cried into his shoulder.
“I’m scared.” Harry whispered. We were laying in his room, on his bed as he played with my fingers. “You don’t need to be.” I said rolling on my side. As much as my little tummy would let me. “But, what if I’m not a good dad? I’m only 18. I want our baby to look up to me and not be dissapoin-.” I cut Harry off. “Babe, the way you are with Lux is amazing. You’re going to be the best dad any kid could ask for. I’m scared to, but we just need to dive in, and enjoy the swim.” Harry slightly smiled, “I love you.” He said leaning down to kiss me. “I love you too.” I said before our lips pressed against each others.
“Harry, Harry, wake up.” I tapped his shoulder. “What babe?” He said rubbing his eyes. “Its time.” I said as I could start to feel little pains. “Its time? ITS TIME!” Harry yelled grabbing the bag, and my hand. He walked me down the stairs, my parents met us at the door. My parents let Harry stay now and then. I guess since I was already pregnant nothing more could happen. I got into Harry’s Range Rover and he drove to the hospital….”Alright, everything looks good. Now on the count of three I need you to push okay?” The doctor said. “One, two, three.” I pushed and pushed, and pushed. For what seemed like days. “Okay, one final push. Make it big.” I pushed hard and I heard the scream of a beautiful baby girl. “You did it.” Harry said crying as he kissed the skin before my ear. The nurse handed me our beautiful little angel. “Hello, gorgeous.” I whispered. As Harry and I stared at her. I spent a few more seconds with her and handed her to Harry. He held her like she was an a breakable antique. He smiled wide, as his eyes watered. Then, I dozed off.
“Shhh, you’re okay baby. Darcy, you’re alright.” Harry cooed to our 2 month old. She screamed and cried harder. “Want me to take her?” I asked walking into the nursery. “Sure.” Harry said handing her over. He left the room. She soon calmed down and I put her in her swing. I walked down to the living room. Harry was sitting in the chair with blood shot eyes. “Have you been crying?” I asked sitting on his lap. “Maybe, I just don’t have that father instinct with her. You hold her and she stops crying. I try and calm her down and she just cries harder.” His eyes glossed over again. “Harry, look at me.” I said taking his chin and turning him to me. “When you’re gone recording, or at the store, she does the same to me. Sometimes I cry cause she cries, you’re a great dad and you know it. We are kids yourself trying to raise one.” He gripped me a little tighter and kissed my cheek.
Things started to go as normal. The boys came over on the regular, Harry always held Darcy. If they were writing a new single, or just watching some soccer. He came home one night with a tattoo of Darcy’s name. The rumors were horrible, but we just tried to ignore them. Since I was still finishing up my schooling Harry would watch her all day. All alone. I came home one afternoon, Harry was sleep shirtless on the couch with Darcy spread across his chest. I snapped a picture, along with many others. He never needed to worry about being a bad father ever. He was simply perfect.
“Are you ready to go swimming?” I asked Darcy, as she grabbed her floaties. “Yes, wheres daddy?” She asked looking around. “Right here baby!” Harry said scooping up Darc. We walked out of our hotel room down to the pool. We set the towels down and headed towards the water. Harry jumped in, splashing us. “Daddy’s silly!” Darcy said clapping. She walked to the edge and jumped in. Harry caught her as she hit the water. I slipped into the pool and made my way over to them. She splashed and screamed, she walked in the shallow end and screamed and ran around. I watched Harry scoop up Darcy when a big group of girls circled around them. “Sorry, no pictures. I would love to but I can’t right now.” Harry said and made his way out of the water to the chairs. Harry and I sat as we watched Darcy play in the kiddy pool. I was watching Darcy play with Lux. Harry’s stylists baby, when Harry grabbed my hand. “You having a good time?” He asked and started playing with my fingers. Like he did the night he told me he was scared. “Of course.” I said leaning over to kiss him. He smiled his dimpled smile then his lips met mine. The sun suddenly went behind the clouds and it got cold. “Darc, come on baby, we are gonna go inside!” I said grabbing a towel for her. She ran over to me splashing one last time in the water. I wrapped her in a towel and Harry swooped her up. “Did you have fun?” Harry asked Darcy. “Yeahh!” She yelled. It wasn’t long after we got back to the room, Darcy was out. She looked just like Harry when she slept. I changed into some comfy clothes and slipped into bed. “We made a perfect kid, huh?” Harry said slipping in next to me. “Yes, we did. She is going to be out the rest of the night.” I said snuggling into Harry. “We grew up, really fast.” Harry said randomly. “What makes you say that?” I asked lifting my head. “Well, a little over a year ago we were just two teenagers in love. Now look.” Harry said motioning towards Darcy. I little tear escaped my eye and Harry wiped it away. “I love you (Y/N).” Harry whispered and kissed my nose. “I love you too Harry.” I said and kissed his shoulder.
okay, can someone please write a Niall/Louis fic of Lana del Rey’s Young and Beautiful?! PLEASE!
actually any of the boys, just someone please do it!
Teen parent requested, enjoy. xx
How can something so tiny have the world inside them? How did I go from hating that this had happened to never wanting to let her small fingers leave mine? I remember the day (Y/N) told me she was pregnant with mind numbing clarity. We were sitting on her front porch, drunken with the summer air and dying sunlight. She chuckled at my lame jokes like usual but this time there was an edge to her voice. A nervousness that caused a storm of butterflies in my stomach. I said to her, “(Y/N) spit it out, you’re driving me crazy.” She looked up at me with liquid brown eyes that were brimming with tears. I quickly took her face in my hands and kissed away at the tears begging them to stop. I could feel her delicate fingers wrap around mine and pull my hands down to her lap. She sat there staring at our intertwined hands, tears squeezing out her eyes and sliding down her nose. God, I hated watching her like this. I wanted to cry and feel her pain too. I wanted to be hurting, not her. After a few silent moments, she raised her head and looked me straight in the eyes. With a carefully composed steadiness, (Y/N) said those two words that changed my life forever.
“I’m pregnant.” I was so shocked, so numbed all I could do was cry. And I did. And (Y/N) understood because she probably did the same thing when she found out. She eased my body into her arms and I buried my face in her chest, savoring that sweet scent that always seemed to follow her. Eventually, I came to and hugged her so tight, I was afraid I had broken (Y/N). She curled up into my arms and I held her, knowing that she needed me and knowing that I wasn’t about to let her go.
“Let’s do it.” Once again, I felt those butterflies threatening, but this time they were the good kind.
(Y/N)’s point of view
I looked at the pair of them sitting there on the living room floor, and I wasn’t sure if I could tell who was the two year old. Harry was on his back making unicorn noises and pulling grotesque faces for Skye, who was bouncing on his abdomen adjusting his face with her tiny, little hands. “Harry, are you trying to make her laugh or cry with those faces?” He peered at me through the toddler on top of him and stuck his tongue out at me.
“You’re just jealous.” I deviously grinned at him and ran to Skye, swiping her off of Harry.
“It’s okay baby, the mean man won’t bother you anymore.” I gave the top of her soft head a gentle kiss and felt her warmth radiate against me. Suddenly, I felt Harry’s long arms wrap around my waist from behind and attack my neck with kisses eventually moving to Skye’s chubby cheeks.
He whispered hotly in my ear, “Mean, eh? I’ll show you mean after Skye’s asleep.” Even after all this time, that bastard still made my breath catch. He took Skye from me and strode out our modest house, calling over his shoulder. “Bring the towels and sunscreen, I’ll get the car started.” I gathered our things and paused a moment to watch Harry through the screen door standing on our lawn with Skye on his hip and an apple in his free hand. Where the fuck did he get all this random fruit? He had torn off his thin t shirt, exposing his toned shoulder blades and numerous tattoos. On his left shoulder he had our daughter’s initials inked with intricacy and on his right he had the word serendipity tattooed. It was my favorite. Skye had Harry’s sunglasses slipping down her nose which Harry slid back up with one long finger, chuckling as she began grabbing at his necklaces. He took a bite into his apple and his snapback held his curls in place as he surveyed up and down the street. Watching him made me happy. Watching him doing normal things made this crazy, whirlwind two years seem a little more normal.
Why did she always take so long? I stood on our lawn, feeling the tendrils of humid, summer air begin to cling to me. Skye giggled as I put my sunglasses on her face. Perfect fit. “Hey, now you’re almost as cool as your dad.” I chuckled at my own joke and sighed thinking of when she was just born. She was a mystery to me when I first saw her. Brand new, pure, and innocent life. I was afraid to touch her, I didn’t want to ruin that. I saw (Y/N)’s eyes widen with awe and her face light up with this previously undiscovered joy. She glanced over to me with glassy eyes and smiled. I had never seen her smile so wide. She was exhausted and her hair stuck to hair forehead, her face glistening with sweat, but in that instant Skye’s presence revitalized her. I was content with watching, content with seeing mother and daughter discover each other. I knew (Y/N) wouldn’t let me linger on the side for too long. She stretched out an arm to me and gestured for me to come forward. “Harry, come,” she said. “She’s beautiful.” (Y/N) was right, she was beautiful. And as I gazed on that sleeping face, and held her delicate body in my hands, I knew that everything would be fine. It was going to be hard, but this enigma of life and joy would guide the way. She would teach me things I wouldn’t ever learn without her. The fact that we were seventeen, broke, and on our own didn’t matter. The three of us, we would make it. That day, I threw away all my cigarettes and bought a “baby on board” sticker. I snapped back to reality as my distant gaze caught sight of (Y/N) sliding through the front door, toting a beach bag towards the car. She was wearing long, ankle length skirt with a bikini top to match. I saw the little serendipity tattoo that was inked on her ribs and smiled. We got those together. Skye was our serendipity. “Ok Skye vodka, let’s go Mommy’s finally here.” As I buckled her in, I could feel (Y/N)’s glare burn into my back for calling our daughter vodka.
“Harry, I swear I will run you over myself, if you ever call her that again.” He exploded with deep, ringing out laughter that shook his curls and made his eyes scrunch up. “I hate you.” He let a few more titters out and playfully poked my sides.
“Nah, you love me.” As I pulled into the pool parking lot, I saw a family not unlike ours, two young parents and a little toddler, striding out the pool gates. The girl looked furious and had the baby in her arms, she was shouting back at the dad who stood by watching them leave. His face had a grim expression, but he made no move to chase after them. I watched the girl drive away and the dude saunter off down the street, lighting a cigarette. Harry had already begun to get out of the car and unbuckle Skye, but I sat there with my hands lingering on the steering wheel, shaken. What if that was us in a few years? What if everything we hoped for crumbled into dust and Skye would grow up in a broken household? I felt this gruesome, sticky dread make my stomach sink and make my mind go in five million directions. We were 19. Harry was always spontaneous, what if he couldn’t handle this? He’ll leave me, surely. What am I? He’ll see some other girl and want her. We were just kids, we couldn’t handle a kid and manage a life. Oh god. Oh god. “Uh, (Y/N), babe what’s wrong?” I snapped out of my panicked thoughts and quickly shook my head, hoping to make my mind shut up.
“Nothing, nothing. You got everything? Okay let’s go.” Harry’s intense, green eyed gaze lingered on my face for a moment, but he took Skye’s hand and led her to the pool side. I set our stuff down and sat on a beach chair, watching them. Harry gave me a deep kiss on the mouth and gently tucked my hair behind my ear. Our foreheads were connected, our faces inches apart. He whispered, “Whatever you’re thinking about, it’ll be okay. I promise you.” I nodded and he pecked my nose, smiling. Then he swung up Skye and together they sank into the picturesque, blue water. It was insane how alike they looked. Skye had my olive skin and heart shaped face, but she had Harry’s ridiculous chocolate curls and these big, emerald eyes that took in the whole world with eagerness. Harry had her on his shoulders and facing me, he flared his nostrils and made the pedophile face while sinking below the water until Skye’s laughing face was in place of him. I broke out laughing until I couldn’t breathe, I could tell Harry enjoyed that. I watched father and daughter giggle together and Harry’s hilarious expression as Skye decided to rock climb on his face using his hair for support. That image of the fighting couple didn’t matter anymore. You were an idiot if you couldn’t tell how much Harry cared for Skye. The minute she so much as fell on the carpet, he was there kissing away her booboo and making funny faces to get her to laugh. He was there all the time, just like he was there for me when I was in pain and when I needed him. He was always going to be there and as he stood there adjusting Skye’s floaties, I smiled so hard my face hurt because I knew the future was bright.
(Y.N.) was so hot when she was contemplative. It just bothered me that I didn’t know what she was thinking about. I felt Skye’s chubby arms reaching for me to pick her up and soon she was back on my shoulders tugging at my hair. See, this is why guys end up going bald. “Skye how about you and me have a little story time?” By her nonsensical noises I took it as a “sure Daddy I’d love to.” I swam us to the pool steps and sat her down on my lap to where I could see her and she could play with the water. “Ok so you know why I have this butterfly on my chest? Well, you see when I found out you were gonna be born, I got butterflies. Loads of them. When we picked out your crib, I got them too. I was nervous but I was excited about you coming to be with me and Mommy, and these crazy butterflies seemed to keep me company the whole time. And that day that you finally arrived, the butterflies went insane. So I got his giant one, to commemorate all that I felt about fatherhood. You see what you do, you tiny blob of fat.” I tickled her sides and kissed her chubby cheeks causing Skye to try to pry my face away from hers. I wanted (Y/N) to be next to me laughing too. I wanted to hear her light voice crack jokes and deny my coolness. I wanted to feel her against me. I looked over at where she sat and found her grinning at me and Skye. With one fluid motion, I was out of the pool and walking over to (Y/N) with Skye, dripping profusely. I sat Skye down and bent next to (Y/N) at eye level with her.
“Hey, what are you thinking about?”
She stroked my sopping wet face, twirling a curl in her fingers. “That fighting couple scared me. But then I saw you and Skye and now I’m not scared anymore.” I gazed at her intently.
“I made a promise, and I’m going to keep that promise until the day I die. You and Skye are my world. We’re kids, yeah, but we’re strong and we can handle it.” I kissed her with every emotion I couldn’t express aloud and all the passion I could manage and by the bright eyed look in her face when I pulled back, I knew she got the message.
“Harry, babe, stand up and turn around. Slowly. There’s a bee on your back.” Oh god. Not a bee. I hated bees, those nasty little fuckers. I froze, waiting for (Y/N) to give me the all clear but instead I felt a surprisingly strong push cause me to tumble into the pool. The cold water enveloped me and when I broke back to the surface, I saw (Y/N) in a fit of laughter with a clapping Skye on her hip. “Harry, you’re so gullible.” She sank down to where she was sitting at the edge of the pool, her legs swinging in the water. I swam to her and put my arms on either side of her, cornering (Y/N). She was grinning at me that same youthful, carefree grin I had seen when I first saw her dancing down 5th avenue, shouting at the world, proclaiming her freedom. That part of us would never die, but now we had another human to think about. If Skye hadn’t happened our recklessness would’ve destroyed us.
I’d love to hear what you think.
I have written other one shots and am debating starting a 1D/Harry blog. If you like this one shot please message me (irantosanfran.tumblr.com) so I can potentially post more. Hope you like it :)
You and Harry had spent the day unpacking and settling into your new apartment. It wasn’t elaborate or huge but it was perfect. The living room was quaint and comfy, the kitchen was open and spacious, and the bedroom was comfortable and cozy. You’d have to say your favourite part, besides amazing the view of London out of the living room window, was the Jacuzzi in the en suite. While you finished folding and hanging clothes, Harry had run to the grocery store to grab something for dinner. As you kicked the last empty box aside he called you into the kitchen. You were sweaty, exhausted, and felt disgusting. All you wanted to do was eat and crawl into bed next to Harry.
“I thought our first meal in our new place should be special” he said as you entered the kitchen
You were greeted by a strong, but not overwhelming aroma. Candles littered the island countertop, surrounding the plates Harry had set out for the two of you. They were the only source of light in the house now, besides the fading sun gleaming in through the window.
“You’re so sweet” you smiled as you walked over to give him a kiss, “Welcome home!”
Harry smirked and you kissed him again before looking around and admiring the work you guys had done in the living room and the kitchen. It already felt like home. You talked about plans for the new apartment while devouring the freshly cooked meal. You washed the dishes while Harry meandered into the bedroom. After draining the water and wiping the bubbles off of the counter you sauntered in after him.
“I have another surprise” Harry said as you came in
He rested his hand upon the small of your back and steered you gently into the master bathroom. The Jacuzzi was full and brimming with rose petals while the leftover candles gave off just enough light to illuminate the vast space.
“You looked tired so…” he began
You turned around and grasped Harry’s shirt, pulling him into you. You kissed him as passionately as you could muster in your exhausted state.
“Will you join me?” you asked looking up at him
He kissed you in response, signalling his eagerness at the invitation. The discarded clothes were cast to the floor off to the side. You slowly lowered yourself down into the hot water, steam swirling into the air as you sat down. Harry descended in behind you and leaned back against the side of the marble tub. He parted his legs as you retired backwards and rested against him. Your head fell back onto his shoulder while you soaked your sore muscles. While your fingers aimlessly played with the rose petals, Harry gently dripped water along your arms and your shoulders. You immersed your hands down into the water and rested them atop his thighs, drawing aimless shapes with your fingers tips. His arousal was becoming evident as you felt his erection pressing into your back.
He lowered his face into your shoulder, leaving feather-light kisses down your neck and along your collarbone. You lifted your chin, needing his lips on yours, and he obeyed your silent wishes. As the passionate kiss deepened with feeling and heightened with lust, you turned around, sitting on Harry’s lap and crossing your legs around his waist. The steam from the water had turned into fog throughout the room and condensation on the window and the mirrors. You broke the kiss to catch your breath, the thick air preventing you from regulating your breathing. Harry tucked some loose tendrils of hair behind your ear before his hands descended down your chest. He hovered his fingers over your breasts allowing droplets of water to fall from his fingertips and onto your nipples. His strong hands massaged your now wet chest. You moaned at his touch, arching your back and pressing yourself deeper into his hands. You took hold of his shaft with one of your hands and loosely pumped up and down. He moaned in return and halted his movements on your breasts.
“I bet I can make you cum without touching you” Harry challenged
You eyed him questioningly, doubting his ability to make you orgasm without a single touch even though he could arouse you that way.
“Face this direction” he instructed
Harry slid you off his lap and turned you to your left so you were sitting width-wise. You crossed your legs and raised your eyebrows at him, still confused. His eyes sparkled as the candlelight flickered and the glint off the water reflected in them. You watched as he raised his arm out of the water towards the control panel and flicked his finger across the first button. Suddenly all of the jets in the Jacuzzi turned on and a steady stream of water blasted your clit. You shrieked in surprise as your hands flew to the bottom of the tub to stable yourself. Instinctively you rolled your hips forward against the jet. Harry eyed you excitedly, watching your eyes flutter closed at the sudden bliss. He took his hard on in his own hands, pleasuring himself while watching you.
“Fuck” you moaned
Loose strands of hair that had escaped from your ponytail were now sticking to the sides of your face. The water on your body was now being mixed with the perspiration that was forming in result of your arousal. You bounced your hips up and down, pushing against the Jetstream.
“Holy shit Harry”
As you moaned his name, his hand pumped along his shaft faster. He sank down deeper into the water as his head fell back against the ridge of the tub. Your moans were getting louder and more frequent as you felt a pool of ecstasy forming behind your belly button. You threw your head back in delight at the brink of your climax. Harry pressed the button again and the straight stream of water now pulsated against you. You screamed as your orgasm came over you, stars forming behind your eyelids and your arms trembling as they held up the majority of your weight. Harry came at the same time, your name escaping his lips along with a cluster of profanities. As you came down from your orgasm, you retreated back into Harry’s arms. He planted a sweet kiss on your cheek and brushed your hair off of your face. Both of you were still breathing rapidly and not yet fully alert.
“Welcome home” Harry panted
Just wanted a fast oneshot/smut of Zayn showing Harry his new lip print tattoo for the first time. Take it from there? Thank you!!!
Can some one plz write one were Y/N is also famous and Harry’s older sis and zayn’s GF and you surprise them on stage at one of there concerts and after zayn and Y/N have extreme hot sex and he makes you squirt a lot and the next morning the guys were in the kitchen laughing and making fun of yous but yous didn’t care and harry is just really quite and then they make fun of him. Plz
it’s been a long day performing today, we did 5 encores and i’m tired in every way possible. I was currently listening to music with my eyes closed and relaxing in me and Louis hotel room for the night. he’s been acting strange these past few days finding ways to touch me, getting angry when I hug or kiss fan-girls. his face hardens, his fists are clenched he thinks I can’t tell but I can and it’s scaring me a bit.
i hear Louis coming into the room and open my eyes to see Louis with a mischievous look on his face, he’s looking directly at me. he locks the door, his eyes still on me. what is he doing? I close my eyes ignoring him entirely. after a while I feel the bed dip and imminently my eyes fly open.
“Louis what are you doing” he comes closer ignoring the puzzled expression on my face. he crawls towards me, the mischievous smirk still on his lips. he straddles me and quickly takes the headphones out of my ears in a heartbeat with the music still playing. he lays it on the bedside table and again in a heartbeat he pins both my wrists either side of me before i even have time to process what he’s doing. i try to struggle from his hold but his grip on my wrists become tighter instead. i wriggle to get out of his grasp again but he’s too strong. his face comes closer to mine, His once bright blue eyes turn a shade darker. it’s quite hard to tell in the darkness of the room, the only light coming from the half shut window. I couldn’t help but notice how close he was right now and how plump and inviting his lips looked. his breath was fanning the side of my face. His mouth moves closer to me ear
“What I should have done a long time ago” he murmurs in my ear, his voice husky, sending shivers down my spine. What was I feeling? Why am so I turned on? i gasp as he nibbles on the top of my ear and sucks on it. A moan escapes from the back of my throat.
“Fuck…” I say my voice husky now too “Louis you need to stop” he carries on sucking, licking, nipping at my ear.
i decide to give up struggling after a while and take whatever he offers me silently
when he sees that I’ve stopped struggling he lets go of my wrists and captures my lips in a toe curling kiss, i let out a moan into his mouth. and he grins enjoying what he’s doing to me. he starts grinding against my crotch as his hands make its way under my vest and he starts stroking my abs, pinching the hard beads that are my nipples. there’s no hiding that i’m turned on right now as one of his hands leave my abs and grab hold of my hard member and immediately crashes his lips with mine to distract me from what one of his hands are doing. as our lips move in sync and our breaths become one his other hand grabs one of mine, which are still either side of my shoulders where he left them, and makes it grab his erection. i’m frozen in place, i don’t know what to do because iv’e never been in this situation before.
“don’t be scared” he says when he releases my lips from the kiss. fuck it i think and my hands reach down to his thigh and gently trace my thumb over the out line of his shaft, i then slip my hand under his boxer shorts and stroke his erection, he hisses his eyes rolling to the back of his head and he claims my lips again. he presses his lips harder onto mine and this time the kiss is filled with passion and hunger. his lips move from mine and trails kisses down to my neck and settles on my soft spot, he digs his teeth into my flesh and i react by hissing and squeezing his erection which makes him bite harder claiming me as his. there’s gonna be a hickey there in the morning i think.
i’m pulled out of my thoughts when Louis positions himself so my crotch is right in font of my face and without permission takes of my boxers to reveal my hard member. Louis throws the boxer shorts on the floor like it’s a piece of dirt. his hand grabs my erection and starts stroking it. as he’s stroke it he looks up at me with a smirk on his face, his eyes giving me a silent warning of what he’s about to do next.
Louis suddenly captures my erection in his hot mouth causing me to let out a groan. “fuck….. Louis what are you doing to me?”
“What I should have done a long time ago” he says again with the smirk still on his face. i gasp loudly as he rubs his tongue all over the tip of my erection. he looks back at me and licks his lips, i swallow and arch my back slightly when he takes me into his mouth again.
“oh god..fuck…..” he uses his saliva as lubricant as he passes his lips further into my shaft. my eyes roll back into my head and tilt my head head back releasing sounds i never thought i could make. my hand reaches to grab a chuck of his hair guiding him around.
“Louis….” i panted, my stomach rising up and down hastily “i’m gonna…”
“just let it go” he murmurs against my crotch. the warm sensation building in my crotch was getting intense. i couldn’t keep it in any more, my hips jerked furiously as my body spazmed and i moaned deeply as i hit my orgasm all the hairs on my body standing on end sending a surge of power all over my body. i released into his mouth and watched as he swallowed my fluids.