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Masterlist
(newest to oldest)
Whatever you say, Sweetheart
Pairing: softdom!Harry x subby!reader (kinda?)
Summary: After work gets in the way of their week, Harry and Angel finally have a day together to enjoy each other's presence;)
18+
Playboy
Pairings: Dom!Harry Syles x subby!Reader
Summary: A halloween party with his friends where Harry gets into a fight. Afterwards, feeling possesive, Harry's obligated to make his (playboy) bunny feel good.
18+ content only
A Tiger and a Bunny
Pairing: soft dom H x. subby reader (what's new)
Summary: despite being sleepy, angel can't help herself but be needy for Harry. He makes her do the work herself (with some help).
18+
Floaty
Pairing: Mean dom H x sub reader
Summary: After feeling floaty all day and having enough, Angel decides to touch herself while Harry is at work... but her actions have consequences.
18+
Sucker
Pairing: Slightly mean dom Harry x Sub reader
Summary: Harry lets himself indulge in his Angels treat, in more ways than one.
18+
Full
Pairing: Soft Dom Harry x Sub reader
Summary: After feeling like something was missing all day, Harry and his angel soon come to the realization she just needs to be full (of him).
18+
Neglect
Pairings: CEO soft dom H x subby reader
Summary: Harry has been a little neglectful of his angel. After not seeing much of each other for days, Harry misses a planned and promised dinner togther. He finds a good way to make it up to her though;).
18+
Stuffy
pairing: soft dom H x sub reader
Summary: Harry comes home to find his angel in a compromising position, but they help each other out.
18+
Undone
Pairing: soft dom harry x sub f reader
Summary: While watching Harry work, his angel keeps a watchful gaze on him and finds her mind drifting to sinful thoughts. After finding out what she needs, he takes good care of her.
18+ only
Whatever you say, Sweetheart
A/N: long time no see... what can I say, I saw Harry for Runners World and got inspired! How have you guys been feeling about the new album? I've been loving this KATTDO era sm! This may be a small fic but I felt like I had to put something out, hope you enjoy!
Pairing: softdom!Harry x subby!reader (kinda?)
Warnings: P in V, Oral (m receiving)
WC: 2,460
Summary: After work gets in the way of their week, Harry and Angel finally have a day together to enjoy each other's presence;)
18+
It was the first warm and sunny day of the year. So, Harry and his Angel had nothing to do that day besides lounge by the pool.
Of course it was the perfect day to be doing so, they both had worked all week, hardly seeing each other. The week had gone by with a simple kiss goodbye Harry would plant on his sweet girl as she laid in bed, not even halfway awake, before he left for the office. Or when he’d crawl his way into bed and tuck his body against hers before they both quickly drifted off to sleep, that was about all they had seen of the other.
Angel had been having a hard time with it. She loved her boyfriend, loved spending time with him, and just hated how she didn’t get to see him until she was on the brink of being knocked out. She even tried to stay up the one night, just to have an actual conversation with him that didn’t include mindless, delirious mumbling. Unfortunately, she laid on the couch, relying on the show she had been watching to entertain her until her man walked through the doors late at night, but she had fallen asleep. She was woken up by being placed in bed, with Harry tucking her in. If she hadn’t been so tired she would’ve given more effort to cursing herself out.
She knew it was only temporary though. This was just the time of the year where he was busiest, despite her dismay. She knew it wouldn’t continue much longer, and he had promised her that. A week for both of them was bad enough, she didn’t even want to imagine the toll it would take on her if it kept going for months.
So, with all their time away from each other, they were trying their hardest to be in the other's presence as much as possible.
They had already gone to breakfast together, and came back home to enjoy a nice pool day. They had been in between lounging on the chairs and messing around in the water. Angel felt no shame in watching how his abs glistened in the sun, water droplets falling from his hair and making their way down his body. Harry, of course, felt no shame either in staring at how her perky ass was hardly covered by the little bikini she wore, same with her tits. It was perfect, but Angel did feel worn out already, drifting in and out of a nap while wrapped in Harry’s arms in the sunbed.
“Hey, this is our first time together in how long, and y’are already falling asleep on me? Am I that boring, Angel?”
“Leave me alone, Harry. I can’t help that m’tired.” She muttered back, and to be fair, she really couldn’t help it! She used so much of her energy messing around with him in the water, and laying there against his warm skin, the smell of sunscreen littering the air, and the way he was softly petting her hair, it was easy for her to be lulled to unconsciousness.
“You realize I go back to work again soon, you won’t have this pretty face around all the time like today.” He teased her.
“Don’t remind me,” She grumbled back. “I just need to rest a few more minutes then I’ll be wide awake.”
“Whatever you say sweetheart.” There was something in his tone that made her suspicious but she decided to ignore it, that was a mistake she soon found out.
Harry let out an obnoxious sigh before shuffling off the chair, right as she opened her mouth to complain, he lifted her up over his shoulder with ease.
“Harry… what’re you doing?” She spoke wearily as she tried wiggling her way out of his hold, but to no avail.
“J’thought you could wake up a little bit,” She couldn’t see him but she knew he had a shit eating grin covering his face. “Doesn’t a swim sound nice?”
Her mouth opened to object, but it was too late. He took both of them towards the edge of the pool, jumping in with her over his shoulder.
She resurfaced out of his hold, bringing her hands up to wipe the hair and water away from her face the best she could before shoving him.
“Harry! What the hell!” She shrieked, her former relaxed-self was diminished.
He just laughed, thinking it was the funniest thing in the world, while she glared at him, splashing him with water as a warning to stay away. Of course, she was no match against him, as he easily tugged her towards him, circling his arms around her waist.
“Oh, lighten up. We both know you weren’t getting up out of that chair, this was the best alternative I could think of!” He stated, as he tried defending himself, but she just kept glaring at him.
“I think there was a better way to go about that Harry!” She whined, “God, you’re such an asshole.” She said it without even thinking, still wiping the water away from her face the best she could.
“What did you just call me?” The grip on her waist grew tighter, as she froze. The playfulness in the air stilled, as tension took over. “I asked you a question.”
God, she could already feel herself getting excited. A week without sex for them was like torture, when it’s normally a part of their daily routine! Especially getting worked up today from seeing him in a pair of tight shorts that left his meaty thighs on display, or how his biceps bulged whenever he used the ledge to pull himself out of the water, she couldn’t help it!
“When I ask you a question puppy, I expect you to answer it.” The deep grovel of his voice was making her crazy. So, she pounced on him.
Her hands went to his shoulders, using them as leverage to pull her legs through the water around his waist as she planted her lips against his. His reaction, almost instinct, as one hand went to grip the globe of her ass, the other to grip the side of her neck for control.
With the tight hold he had on her, he pulled her even closer, if it was possible. Both of their lips smacking against each other with a week-long build up of need. Angel felt her back slam against the wall of the pool, opening her mouth to let out a while, but Harry took that as an opportunity to explore her mouth with his tongue. She wasn’t complaining though, taking the chance to explore his as well, blocking out the slight pain in her back.
Their lips continuously smacking filled the air. His hand grabbing her throat moved to tug her hair, making her head tilt back, her neck now on full display before he moved his attack there. His tongue licking strips, placing needy kisses, before he’d clamp his teeth into her skin. She panted, moving her hands to tug at his hair while he kept indulging in marking her up.
Missing his lips on hers already, she used his move on tugging his hair to bring his face back up to hers. Both of his hands went to her ass, giving it a tight squeeze as their lips continued to meet. Her lungs burned to pull away and catch more air, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She missed being loved on, she missed his touch too much, she especially missed his thick cock stuffing her full and she was not slowing down until she obtained that.
“Harry, baby, I need you-” She had broken off from his lips for 2 seconds to try and get her sentence out, but was cut off from him planting his lips right back on her, not forgetting to fondle her ass even more.
He just couldn’t stop, and the primalistic tendencies from it were getting her more hot and bothered. It made her feel good knowing he wanted her just as badly, that he missed her just as much as she missed him.
“I know baby,” He parted for a split second to speak, returning back to kiss her, before pulling away again, “j’missed kissing my sweet girl,” another kiss, “But if you missed my cock so bad, be a good girl and beg for it.”
He finally refrained from his continuous kisses, giving her a cocky smirk, keeping his eyes on her. God he was so hot.
Normally, when he’d get her to beg, she couldn’t help but be shy about it. Now, not feeling him slam into her and hit her sweet spot in a week, she couldn’t be bothered to feel bashful.
“Please, I want your cock, baby.” She pouted up at him before he tsked.
“If that’s your way of begging, I gotta say m’a little disappointed.” She felt herself growing frustrated, before she eventually spoke up again.
“Please Daddy,” She pouted up at him, giving him her best fuck-me eyes that she could, even moving a hand to graze down his chest, into the water, and lightly rub over his dick, “Haven’t felt your cock inside me in a week, and I’m going crazy. I just need you to fuck me. Right now.”
She didn’t care how desperate she sounded, and apparently, neither did he. He was quick to maneuver his shorts down, and her bikini bottoms to the side before he slammed into her. Small waves of water splashed against the side, as Angel moaned at the feeling of him inside her walls.
“Y’so damn needy Angel,” He teased her, “but I don’t mind, love it when you get like that.” He grunted as her walls squeezed around him.
His hands gripping her ass, helped her move up and down on his cock while he met her with his own thrusts. Both of them let out heavy pants from the feeling of being reconnected. His eyes kept strong contact with hers, not letting up on pounding into her.
She could tell he was growing frustrated by the position they had chosen, she kept slipping, her attempts at trying to stabilize were no use. He finally grew annoyed enough to walk towards the stairs, keeping a tight grip on her ass for her not to fall. Angel kept busy with attacking his neck in turn, marking him up even more, loving the taste of the chlorine against his soft skin and the smell of sunscreen.
With his cock still inside her, he walked towards the sunbed they had been in earlier, before moving to lay down, her on top of him. His feet planted, so his legs were at an angle, leaving a sharp smack on her ass before using her waist to move her up and down on his cock.
She helped, with her legs on both his sides, she moved her hips so he wouldn’t be left with doing all the work. He leaned up a little more to reconnect their lips, letting the smacking of that and her ass meeting his hips, fill the air.
Angel moved away for her hands to rest on his chest, attempting to gain more leverage as she moved faster, loving the feeling of his cock hitting her sweet spot repeatedly. She moaned loudly, her wetness leaking joining the noises that filled the air.
“Gotta be more quiet baby, wouldn’t want the neighbors to know how dirty my girl is.” He smirked up at her, making a move to untie her top. He squeezed her tits harshly, letting his thumbs rub circles over her nipples.
“Baby, your neighbors are miles away. For god's sake, you live in a mansion that's secluded from any other part of society.” She sassed him, too busy bouncing on his cock to bother rolling her eyes.
“Is that a challenge?” He smirked up at her.
She shook her head smiling. Feeling absolute bliss as the familiar feeling was building up in her tummy. Harry felt her beginning to squeeze around him, taking matters into his own hands, his hands returned to her waist, listing her to repeatedly slam against his hips. The pace was fast and hard, just how she liked it.
“Feel you squeezing me baby, y’gunna cum for me?” She whined as one hand moved to play with her clit, rubbing circles and it finally pushed her over the edge.
She cried out, as he kept his grip on her waist until he reached his high. He followed with a loud groan, as his seed filled her up to the brim.
He leaned up to meet her lips again, her hips rolling to ride it out. She felt exhausted as she pulled away to collapse on his chest, his dick still inside of her. The panting came from both of them as they tried to get their heart rates down.
“We’re never going that long without sex again, I don’t care if I’m tired, wake me next time.” She mumbled against his skin.
“Whatever you say, Angel,” He said with a smile, closing his eyes to relax and come down. They soon shot back open, as he felt her maneuver to slide off him and in between his legs. Before he could speak up, her lips wrapped around him. Still being sensitive, he hissed at the feeling, but nonetheless let himself enjoy it. “Miss m’cock that much?”
She hummed, and he groaned at the feeling of it. Angel’s mouth parted, her saliva dripping down her naked chest before she kitten licked at his balls to get their wet mixture completely cleaned up.
His hands went to her hair, pulling her hair back as she moved back to wrap around him. She took him down her throat as she kept moaning at the taste of them together.
It wasn’t long before he came with another groan, she happily swallowed his cum before beaming back up at him. He tugged her to crawl back up and lay with him.
With the sun setting, the warm breeze hit them, and she tried not to think of the time they would be away from each other when he was there now. Each blink of her eyes felt longer than the last before she eventually was on the brink of her sleep once again.
“Wanna go inside for some dinner Angel? We can shower after and go straight to bed?” He lightly nudged her, as an attempt to get her attention.
“Just give me a few minutes, baby.” She mumbled. He knew he’d end up carrying her to bed eventually but he didn’t mind. He just smiled and kissed her temple.
“Whatever you say, sweetheart.”
Playboy
A/N: Hey.... how's everyone been? Sorry for my absence, school has been god awful. But I wrote this to make up for it! Little late to the Halloween festivities but it still counts.
Pairings: Dom!Harry Syles x subby!Reader
Warnings: possesive behavior, small fight scene (Harry and another guy), Oral (F receiving), p in v, no protection, brush play, and more
Summary: A halloween party with his friends where Harry gets into a fight. Afterwards, feeling possesive, Harry's obligated to make his (playboy) bunny feel good.
WC: a little under 6k
18+ content only
“Harry, does this look okay?”
He was sitting on the seat at the edge of their bed. Scrolling through his phone, because as much as he loved her, she did take forever to get ready. While he had been ready for nearly an hour, she was approaching her final touches.
They had a Halloween party soon, one with his friends. He hadn’t seen them in a while, or got to drink with them in ages, so he was looking forward to the night. But, once he peeled his eyes from the screen to see her standing in front of the mirror, he quickly became much more eager for the night to be over.
His little bunny chose to dress up as a Playboy Bunny. Suiting, wasn’t it? Yes, they had planned ahead of time, and Harry knew she’d look good, but seeing it on her was a whole different story. He was dressed in his robe to imitate Hugh, and she outshined him by a landslide.
“Looks more than okay, bunny.” He said as he took all of her in. She blushed and kept finicking with the ears on her head to avoid meeting his intimidating gaze in the mirror.
The tights adorned her legs, making them look good enough to bite. Her heels already on, a classic black. Cuffs around her wrist, a cute pair of ears placed perfectly on her head. The one-piece held her breasts up too well, the curve of them prominent with the cleavage she was showing. The piece of fabric gripping to the curves of her ass, making it nearly on full display. Not to mention, the bunny tail she placed right above her ass to complete the costume.
He wasn’t about to make her change just because he wanted to be the only one to see her in that. Of course he was possessive of his girlfriend, when she looked like that, who wouldn’t be? But the fact that he gets to show her off and have everyone see how lucky he got? Very much worth it.
Harry stood to walk over to her, his phone quickly forgotten as he had a much more important view. His hands gripping her hips and catching to gaze in the mirror.
“You look so gorgeous, darling.” He spoke as he took in the other small details that made the costume. Her hair, she worked forever on, in a blowout, even the makeup was perfectly done. It’s not surprising though, she always looked so pretty. Seeing her in the costume though, brought out something different.
“Thank you, Hugh. You look awfully handsome.” She smiled as she teased him. He pinched her side and smiled back.
“Can’t wait for everyone to see how lucky I got with someone like you. Pretty, funny, and a sweetheart.” He said as he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek.
She felt herself melt. Harry had always been so good to her, wasn’t she the one who was lucky?
“I have to say the same about you, H. You’re so good to me.” She said meeting his gaze, placing her hands over his on her hips. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He turned her to place a quick kiss on the lips but really couldn’t help himself as he let it go further.
The soft kiss turned needy once he eagerly licked her lower lip and bit it as he pulled away. They messily clashed lips as they stood in front of the mirror, his hands gliding lower to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. Her mouth opened as she let out a small moan, her hands gripping his biceps to hold herself stable. He took it as his opportunity to lick into her mouth, gliding both of their tongues together.
Too soon for his liking, she pulled away panting. Him, not getting enough, carried his mouth down to her neck, placing numerous kisses. Also having the urge to mark her, but that felt a little childish to leave a hickey on her neck for everyone to see.
“Harry, baby,” She panted out of breath. He only hummed as he continued his work. “W-we have to go, or we’ll be late.” He groaned, reluctant to pull back, but he did.
“They can wait, sweetheart. We can just tell them we got stuck in traffic.” He smirked down at her, but she only gave him a pointed look.
“I know how much you were looking forward to seeing your friend's honey. It’s just a few hours before we’ll be back home.” He groaned again thinking about how it would be hours before he was able to truly enjoy himself and see her costume on their bedroom floor.
“You’re killing me here.” She gave him another smile and simply shook her head as she stepped away to grab her purse.
“A couple hours won’t kill you, don’t be silly.” Angel said as she started walking to their doorway, to head down the stairs.
“It actually might.” He mumbled under his breath as he was quick to follow in her steps.
Hopefully the night went as quickly as he wanted.
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The night was going to slow for his liking.
All his friends were great company of course, but he couldn’t help but want to get his bunny home and in bed when she was dressed like that.
His mind had wandered off long ago as he sat with his friends. He zoned out watching her from afar, catching up with the other girlfriends in the next room over. How each time she gestured her hands or shifted how she was standing, her breasts constrained in the fabric jiggled. With how close he had been watching her, he hadn’t realized his friends were trying to get his attention.
“Harry.” He snapped out of it and turned his focus back to the group as they all looked at him expectantly.
“Sorry, what were you sayin’?” He asked as he brought his cup up to his lips.
“We were just making a bet to see how long you’d be staring at your girl.” Ethan spoke, the rest of the group snickering.
“Alright, alright, fuck off.” Harry jokingly brushed off.
“We’re just messin’ with ya mate, she seems great. I’m real happy for you.” Ethan said as he nudged Harry with his elbow.
“Thanks, I really appreciate that, she’s a catch.” He said as he looked over at her, seeing a bright smile perched on her face, making her light up the room.
“Can’t believe you’ve been fuckin’ this girl for so long and didn’t think to bring her around sooner. She’s real nice to look at. Wouldn’t mind lettin’ me have a go at her, would ya mate?” Jake spoke, and immediately the lightheartedness in the room quickly vanished, as it became dead silent.
Harry felt a rage he’d never felt before.
Jake wasn’t someone he’d necessarily call a friend, especially not after this. Simply a guy that hung around and came around uninvited, trying to make himself feel a part of the group. He had no ties to him whatsoever, and surely wouldn’t after this.
“The fuck did you just say to me?” His voice grew low as he narrowed his eyes at Jake.
“Oh, I’m sorry mate, I didn’t mean anything personal by it. She just looks like a good lay, you know? The last few you were with, you didn’t seem to mind them hopping around to different dicks,” Jake clearly couldn’t read the room. The only reasonable explanation was the amount of alcohol he consumed at that point, but that still wasn’t stopping him. “And I’m sure that bunny over there could do plenty of good hoppin’.”
Harry moved quickly to stand up, and began charging at Jake. Grabbing him by his shirt collar to stand up before shoving him against the wall. He brought his fist up before connecting it with the side of Jake's face repeatedly, blood leaking from his nose and mouth.
The others surrounding rushed to try and pull Harry off, and get the situation defused.
“Harry, c’mon man he’s just piss drunk.” Ethan tried reassuring him as he gripped Harry’s hand to keep it from connecting to the skin again.
“He doesn’t even know what he’s saying, m’sorry mate, just let it go.” Another friend, Mike, spoke up.
“Harry? What’s going on?” He heard a soft voice, that could only be his Angel, speak up. He turned his head slightly to see her with a worried look on her face before he turned back around.
His grip on Jake's shirt tightened before lowly speaking, “If I ever hear you say shit about my girlfriend like that again, I’ll do much worse than a bloody nose. I don’t ever want to see you around here or with us again.” He was quick to shove him further into the wall before turning, grabbing his girl by the arm, and making a B-line towards the front door.
Some people rushed to help Jake off the floor, as Ethan walked to catch up with the couple.
“Harry, mate,” Ethan called out as he followed them on the lawn to their car. Harry turned to give him his attention. “Look, I can’t apologize enough for that. I’m so sorry, I promise he won’t be around anymore.”
“He better not be,” Harry groveled, “I appreciate it lad, I’ll be seeing you around. J’don’t want to be here no more.”
“No worries. Take care of your girl, and I’ll catch up with you soon,” He said as he turned to face angel, “Nice to meet you, sweets. Take care alright?” She nodded and smiled, still confused about what just went down but was certain Harry would tell her at some point tonight.
He opened the car door for her, helping her in, making sure was situated before slamming the door. She jumped from the force of it, watching him through the windshield as he angrily walked to the drivers side. His door also closed with just as much force as hers, making her flitch a little.
It was dead silent on the way home, no music even playing in the background. She didn’t want to jump on him immediately, figuring the drive would help him calm down some.
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She heard the front door slam from her spot in the kitchen. Once again, she jumped a little from the unexpected noise, it was never something he did. She stood with a cup of water in her hands, still curious what had set him off so bad. He was always so sweet and caring, (with the exception of what goes on in their bedroom), so seeing him so angry and quiet was new.
She really couldn’t help it that she felt herself getting hot over it. She liked when he would be mean to her in the bedroom and the little things he would do then, are showcasing now. But, she had to push those feelings aside for now as he seemed genuinely upset with whatever Jake had done.
He quickly glanced at her in the kitchen as he made his way up the staircase, where she assumed he was heading to their room. She finished her glass of water before filling up hers and another for him, and made her way up the stairs.
He sat at the edge of the bed on their seat like he had been earlier in the evening, hands resting over his face. She hadn’t seen him this upset, so she made sure to approach with caution as she finally spoke up.
“Baby?” He let his hands slide away from their position before looking up at her. She was intimidated by the wild look in her eyes as it made her cautious to speak again. “I-Is everything alright?” She softly spoke, slowly making her way to sit next to him. She gestured the water out towards him, and was grateful when he took it.
They sat there in silence as he kept taking sips of the water. The glass was clenched so tightly in his hands she feared it would break. But she couldn’t help but fantasize over the way his veins were prominent and the rings gleamed in the light. She forced herself to look down at her heels to stop those thoughts from intruding. She wasn’t expecting him to speak up anytime soon either, but he broke the silence at last.
“M’sorry, angel,” He mumbled before taking a big sigh and speaking once again. “He said some things about you, and I got too angry. I never want to hear someone say something about you like that again.” She took context clues that whatever Jake had to say about her, probably wasn’t anything good and she wasn’t going to press him on the matter when he seemed upset enough as it was.
“You don’t have anything to be sorry about, baby. I promise.” She leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling slightly bad that the night had turned out the way it did, especially when he hardly got to see all his friends, and the one night he does, it gets blown to shit.
“I do, I didn’t even think how you might feel about all this shit. M’sorry for being so quiet too, babydoll, I don’t mean to take it out on you.” He placed one hand on her thigh as he faced her with a soft look now replacing the anger in his eyes.
“I promise H, it’s okay.” She smiled before leaning in and pressing her lips softly against his in a chaste kiss. She stood up and reached to take his glass before setting it on the nightstand before standing in front of him. “Do you want to get ready for bed, my love?” A soft smile stayed on her lips as she looked down at him. He pretended to think before a smirk took over his lips.
“You must be crazy to think I’m letting this costume go to waste because of some fuckin’ prick,” His hands slid up to grip her waist, giving it a gentle tug towards him. “Take a seat, bun.”
She happily obliged, letting her knees drop on either side of his legs so she was straddling him. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, but she couldn’t care less about that when she has Harry looking at her like he's starving.
His mouth was quick to attach to hers, letting himself relax in the taste of her. Light smacking filled the room, and Harry couldn’t keep his hands to himself. They once again found their way to her ass, taking a handful before squeezing. He kept himself busy with groping her as her hands found their way to his hair. His lips moving against hers just as much urgency, if not more, as they had earlier. She couldn’t help but tug on him as his tongue explored hers.
She loved when they made out like this. He always got so needy, but she was also guilty of that. As he captured her bottom lip between his, she took it upon herself to scoot herself up. By doing so, both of their most sensitive parts grazed each other. Both let out a slight moan before becoming even more desperate somehow.
She tugged his hair tighter, and his hand left her ass, only to return with force and give it a slap. She gasped and ground herself into his growing member, while he just smirked and continued exploring the inside of her mouth. They continued to make out feverishly. Lips continuously reconnecting with more and more want for the other.
She pulled away to catch her breath, but that didn’t stop him. His lips made the journey to her jaw, making playful nibbles at her skin, before landing on the sweet spot on her neck.
He took note of how she kept shifting uncomfortably on his lap, due to her knees digging into the seat. So he took matters into his own hands. His hands moved from the grip they had directly on her ass, to where her ass and thighs meet, and stood up, bringing her with him to the bed. He was somehow able to manage doing so without letting up from her neck and it just got her all the more worked up.
He brought them to the side of the bed, sitting down, before she shoved his chest for him to lay down flat on his back and she attacked his neck. The scent of his expensive cologne lingered by his jaw and her hips bucked onto his dick. He let out a groan, slapping her ass before continuing his previous work of groping it.
She licked up the side of his neck before making her way back to his lips. She could never get enough of him or his lips -or to be honest, his cock- as they continued to let their tongues meet through every press of their lips.
“Harry, baby,” She panted against his mouth, before he leaned up to kiss her again and again. She realized she’d have to sit up in order for her to get a sentence out. “Baby, I need you so bad.”
“I need you too, bun. M’gunna take real good care of you tonight,” He sat up with her, returning to their seated position, giving her yet another kiss before speaking up again. “Go ahead and lay down.”
She didn’t have to told twice as she scrambled off of him, fast enough he took notice and smirked. He stood, to walk to the closet before he spoke up.
“Which drawer do you keep your clean brushes?” While she is confused, it wasn’t her place to be asking questions right now.
“3rd drawer down from the top.” He nodded his head as acknowledgement and made his way to her vanity. He pulled the drawer open to find numerous makeup brushes but picked up a bigger one that had a wide, fluffy tip and returned to her. He bent over the side to help her take her heels off, knowing they had to be killing her feet by now, and no matter how incredibly sexy they looked on her, he wanted her to be comfortable right now. He set the shoes next to the night stand, where he placed the brush on top, he’d get to that in a little bit.
He kneeled beside her to get another kiss from her but got carried away once again. His lips attached to hers repeatedly. He just loved the taste of her and never felt like he could get enough. The way her plump lips felt against his was enough to drive him mad. He pulled as much strength together as he could to peel himself away from her before speaking.
“As much as I love the costume, baby, I wanna see you.” She nodded before standing up to maneuver out of it with a little more grace. He let himself drink in how perfectly her body fit within it a last time, keeping the thought in the back of his mind to have her put it on just for him at another point, before helping her. She had taken the ears and discarded them on the floor before he asked her to turn around while he worked on the back side zipper. Once undone, she shimmied out of it, her tights joining the rest of the items. All she was left in now was the smallest pair of panties he’d ever seen her in. She reached down to make them discarded as well but he stopped her. “I’ll take care of those later bunny, leave them on for right now.” She retracted her hands and climbed up onto their bed, laying down on her back.
He took a moment to look at her all laid out for him. Him, and him alone. The words of Jake ringing through his ears before his possessiveness took hold of him. His mouth attached to her breast this time, his hand playing with her nipple on the other. Her hands were quick to grab the hairs at the nape of his neck, her breathing picking up. His tongue swirled as he kept toying with her, switching between both her breasts.
“I need you so bad, Harry.” She spoke and that was enough for him. He removed himself from her breasts before grabbing the brush from the nightstand and placing it on the bed. His face moved to be directly in front of her pussy. He placed numerous kisses on her thighs before her constant squirming was indicating to him that he needed to move those kisses a little further inward.
He pushed her legs up towards her chest, pressing the backs of her thighs down. It was his favorite thing to do, seeing how much more puffy her pussy looks, just makes him all the more hungry. He leaned down pressing a soft kiss on her clit through the fabric, smelling how sweet she was too. He let himself toy with her a little more, loving how her cunt was nearly bursting through her panties. Although they were black, he could see a darker spot right where she needed him. He allowed himself to slowly peel the g-string away, her juices becoming much more apparent.
“Oh my poor bunny.” He mocked sympathy, looking up at her to see a desperate look written all over her face before returning his gaze to her cunt. “Pussy just needs some kisses, doesn’t it sweetheart?” She let out a soft ‘yes please’ but he knew he couldn’t give into a sweet treat that easily. “Sorry baby, not just yet, I want to take my time with you,” She started to whine, opening her mouth to speak but he gave her a sharp smack on her thigh to warn her. As he did so he noticed her clench around nothing, as more of her sweet juices spilled out. “I don’t wanna hear you complainin’, don’t be an ungrateful brat. You made me wait earlier tonight, so I think it’s my turn to make you wait, don’t y’think?”
She had never so badly wanted to go back in time and slap herself across the face. She felt herself growing needy and she knew she wasn’t going to get what she wanted anytime soon, but at least at the end of the night she’d be fully satisfied. That was always guaranteed.
Harry placed another light kiss on her clit, and from that alone she could’ve came, but she retained her composure. He picked up the makeup brush that had her making up thoughts of her own as to what he was planning.
“Hold y’legs up for me pup,” He said as her hands grazed his in taking their spot, he spread her thighs apart a little to allow for more room before he got started. “Just wanna play with you a little. If you don’t like it, we don’t have t’do it.” She nodded so he knew she understood and waited with anticipation.
He placed the softest kisses on her thighs, only building up her need before he pulled back a little. With the brush in hand, it gently brought the soft bristles up to her clit. She let out a soft exhale at the feeling of it. It wasn’t enough to fully satisfy her but it felt good, just made her grow all the more needy.
He kept the brush going in circular motions, her clit loving the light attention it was getting. He saw the way it would twitch in need. He loved watching the way her pussy would react to it. He kept brushing it softly up and down the nub, noticing the way her hips would move with it, trying to chase after the bristles once they would stop giving her attention.
She would let out a small whine whenever the brush would circle around her for a consistent time and he’d abruptly pull it away. Of course her doing so was not what he wanted to hear. When it came to the point she did it one too many times, he slapped her thigh.
“Didn’t I already tell Y’not to be a fuckin brat?” He pointedly looked at her. “J’trying to play with my favorite toy and you can’t even let me do that.” He sighed heavily before continuing his work of playing with her clit.
“M’sorry daddy,” She whimpered. “It just feels good, I need more though.” He tore his eyes away from her cunt, still brushing slowly up and down her clit, to see the pouty look on his angel's face.
“Such a shame isn’t it baby? That’s j’too bad. You get what I give to you, you should know that by now.” She wanted to scream and just shove his face into her cunt so he could lick her up and take care of how desperately she needed to be relieved. Angel kept her composure though, this was something new and figured she’d just have to enjoy how good it felt to have her clit brushed so tenderly.
It was like he was in a trance, seeing how wet she was growing from the light attention her clit was getting. He was loving it. Loving how her little nub kept twitching every time the bristles let off. Loving how her sweetness kept leaking from her hole, and every time she’d clench around nothing to somehow help with relief.
“J’love how cute your little cunt is, bunny,” He said as he took the brush away from her clit, setting it on the bed. He brought his hands up, letting his thumbs grip the sides of her and pull her further open for him to see. “J’is so needy and worked up f’me. Haven’t hardly done nothin’ and your juices are leaking everywhere. So puffy, just wanna eat you up.” He moved one thumb that was gripping her open to lightly swipe through her folds, almost hovering above them, and brought it to circle her clit just as softly as the brush had. She sharply inhaled at the new attention on her clit but still couldn’t help speaking up.
“Please daddy,” She was close to tears at this point from all the teasing. “I just need something, it's achy.” He removed his feather light touch to bring his hand to grip her thigh.
“I can see that,” He was so close to her, the breath he let out while speaking was nearly enough to make her come. “This poor pussy j’needs some kisses, doesn’t it honey?” He was mocking her but she didn’t care, she eagerly nodded her head, still pouting. “I’ll give it some love, don’t worry, it looks too good not to eat, baby.”
Just when she thought he’d finally put her out of the teasing misery, he placed gentle, soft kisses on her thighs, avoiding where she needed him most. He was moving closer and closer to her cunt, before he placed one of the lightest kisses on her clit. She would have thought she had imagined it if it wasn’t for her actually seeing him do it. He continued the teasing, blowing cold air right on her cunt making her shiver. She just couldn’t take it anymore.
“Har- oh!” She let out a noise of shock from him finally licking her up from her lips all the way to her clit, placing another kiss on her clit before pulling back.
“You were saying something sweetheart?” He smirked at her, condescension laced in his tone. Returning to mouthing at her cunt, licking up all the juices she was leaking.
“Feel’s so good, baby.” He hummed while he took her clit into her mouth, making her let out a moan.
His fingers indented the backs of her thighs, keeping her legs pressed down so he had plenty of control on how she tried moving. His tongue licked all the way from her ass, where her sweetness dripped down to, dragging it all the way to her clit. He was blatantly making out with her cunt and it felt incredible. While she was in a state of euphoria, letting out constant moans, he seemed to be enjoying it just as much. Groaning at how her cunt reacted to him, continuously leaking and twitching whenever he pulled away for a breath.
Her hands gravitated towards his hair, pulling and tugging at each suck on her clit, every lick he took into her.
“God angel, taste so sweet. J’such a juicy little cunt,” He spoke before pulling a hand away to smack the side of her ass and place a wet kiss on her clit. “Love it when I eat your pretty little pussy out, hm?” The more he spoke, the more her wetness grew. She couldn’t help it, it seemed his accent got thicker and voice deeper whenever they got like this and it was the hottest thing she got to witness.
“Yes, daddy, I love it so much.” She panted out as she enjoyed the feeling of all the attention her pussy was getting. She tugged on his hair when he placed an especially sweet kiss right on her clit before he suckled on it. She was getting unbelievably horny hearing the messy sounds circulating the room. The slurping he was doing on her cunt shouldn’t have been working her up as much as it was, but soon enough she felt that familiar feeling in her tummy. “Baby, feels so good, I-I’m close.”
When she was expecting him to lick into her deeper, and keep going to get her where she needed to, he did the opposite. With a wet kiss, he parted from her cunt and slapped her ass again.
“That’s too bad, isn’t it?” She felt like crying, and she nearly was! Her eyes got all watery and she started whimpering. He let her legs fall down before he crawled up closer to her face, hovering above her. “I know bunny, I know. J’wanna feel you cummin’ on my cock, don’t cry.” He softly kissed her lips. She had different plans, she eagerly grabbed the side of his face, keeping him pulled towards her as she licked into his mouth and whined. She could taste herself all over him but she didn’t mind one bit, it just made her all the more desperate.
He managed to pull away from her kisses, both of them panting. Harry sat back on his knees before he man-handled her, flipping her over on her front, and pulling her hips up. Her knees digging into the mattress, tits pressed into it as well so he had complete access to her sweet cunt.
“Jesus,” He breathed out, “Wish you could see how good you look right now bunny. Y’cunt is just making a god damn mess even though I just licked you up.” He was groping her ass as he shuffled to pull his own clothes off and line himself up behind her.
“Didn’t finish the job though.” She muttered under her breath. Clearly not quiet enough as a sharp smack on her lands on her ass, his rings burning her skin.
“Better watch that fuckin’ attitude bunny,” Another slap landed on her before he smoothed over her cheek with his palm. “M’being nice enough to pound you right into this mattress, but if you wanna keep it up, I can just make you watch me jerk myself. Can cum right in front of you, without playing with your pussy so you can feel achy and wet all night with no relief.”
“I’m sorry, daddy. I’ll behave.” She spoke out.
“That’s better,” He took his cock, letting it slide through her folds, letting himself get nice and soaked. “F’you’re a good girl, I’ll let you cum.” Without warning, he thrust right into her cunt. He moaned at the feeling of her clenching, getting used to his size. He couldn’t help but land another slap on her ass at how good she felt wrapped around him.
He moved to grip her waist, moving her back onto him with each thrust he took into her, and he didn’t go slow. It was hard and fast and made her feel incredible. She liked it when he took care of her like this.
The sound of her ass meeting his balls could be heard, their moans filling the room. Even the sound of her wet cunt being pounded was driving her up a wall. Her hands gripped the pillow near her head as she let herself enjoy how good he was fucking her.
He kept reaching her g-spot without fail, making her clench around him and cry from how good he felt. His one hand reached down to circle her clit, and she felt that feeling in her tummy grow stronger.
“Such a perfect cunt baby. Wraps around me so tight and wet, j’such a good toy f’me.” He panted out, thrusting into her harder and harder.
The consistent pounding into her pussy was making her see stars. She felt her knees growing weak with each thrust and circle to her clit.
“Daddy, can I please cum? Feels too good, I’ve been g-good I promise. Please, Please let me come.” She was nearly sobbing at this point. She felt him everywhere and it just kept getting better and better, she wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold it off.
“Yes bunny, you can cum, be a good girl and cum f’me.” He was moaning at how desperate she sounded.
And it was all for him.
It egged him on to pound into her harder and faster, if it was even possible. He didn’t let up, and he could feel her cunt squeezing around him.
Soon enough, the moan she let out, how she nearly melted into the bed, and her pussy clenching continuously around him was his indicator she got exactly what she was needing.
That didn’t mean he was letting up just yet. His cock still thrust in and out of her, to get himself to cum. She loved it, using whatever strength she still had to keep her knees planted and thrust back onto him.
“Please cum for me daddy, wanna feel your cock fill me up. Wanna feel full.” That seemed to push him over the edge as he harshly gripped her ass, letting out a moan as his cum filled her up.
“Fuckin’ hell bunny.”
He let himself keep slowly thrusting to work himself through the orgasm. Once he finally had the strength to pull out, he watched both their cum leak out of her. He groaned at the sight, damn near ready to go at it again.
She all but collapsed on the bed, feeling better than she had all night. So dazed she didn’t notice him leaving to grab a wet cloth to clean her up until she flinched at the feeling of it on her clit.
“M’sorry darling.” He muttered, before he was more careful in cleaning her up. He discarded the cloth, returning to lay down right next to her, pulling her into him.
He kissed her softly, reaching over to grab the glass of water earlier and helped her drink it. Placing it back on the nightstand and returning to holding her in his arms. She lightly traced the tattoos that littered his arms as he watched. Yes, the sex was great, but quiet moments like this seemed even better. He was expecting her to slowly drift off to sleep but she moved her traces to the ferns that were placed near his waist.
“Give me a second, then we can go for round 2. I get to be on top this time, daddy.”
“Jesus Christ, bunny.” She giggled in response.
She was going to be the death of him.
The boyband of my time was One Direction. They just have fun, they were just normal guys but terrible, terrible dancers.
A Tiger and a Bunny
A/N: here with another fic! I kinda thought more on the concept after I had written about it breifly in a previous writing but now its come to a fic on its own (woot woot). Anyway, hope you enjoy and thanks for all the love!
also if anyone knows how to adjust picture sizes lmk...:)
Pairing: soft dom H x. subby reader (what's new)
Warnings: Thigh riding, dirty talk, P in V - she’s on top, and no protection.
Summary: despite being sleepy, angel can't help herself but be needy for Harry. He makes her do the work herself (with some help).
18+
Angel and Harry were together in their living room. A movie played on the TV as they layed together on the sofa. Angel completely on top of Harry at this point, legs entwined, and her face snuggled into his chest. Harry had his hand in her hair where he played with the strands, brushing through it.
The light audio of the characters were heard as Angel felt herself relax more and more and grow tired. Harry thought she looked adorable, her cheek smushed into his bare chest, her sleepy eyes kept closing for a few seconds before she blinked them back open, and her fingers that were wrapped around his neck, slightly scratching at his scalp, were slowing to a stop.
He smiled softly as he let himself soak in her presence. Before long, he heard her breathing slow and fall into the pattern it normally does when she sleeps. He damn near cooed at how precious she looked.
As their forgotten movie ended with the credits showing on the screen. He sighed before reaching for the remote to turn the TV off. Harry maneuvered his way to stand up, with Angel in his arms to carry her upstairs to their shared bedroom. She lightly grumbled as he laid her in their bed, pulling the covers over her before he made his way to the bathroom to do his business. When he returned her eyes were back open and she blinked up at him with a tired look on her face.
“What’re you doing back up angel? Y’look tired.”
“Missed you.” She smiled at him and he made his way under the covers next to her.
“J’using the bathroom, lets go to bed sweetheart.”
He quickly moved to place his chest to her back, arm wrapping around her waist to keep her pressed against him tightly, and her head tucked under his chin. He placed a chaste kiss to her temple before settling to finally get some rest.
However, he soon turned wide awake as he felt her ass press harder into his crotch.
He thought it must’ve been her moving around to get more comfortable, she normally had to wiggle around a little each night before she fell into her slumber. But that theory was soon debunked as her ass grinded into him once again.
His arm quickly moved to grib her waist tightly as he felt his dick begin to harden up.
“What’re you up to brat. Bein’ naughty hm?”
“M’not tired anymore H.” She whined as her own hand moved to rest on top of his that gripped her waist.
“I can tell.” He grinned as he kept her rocking back into him.
“M’horny.” She bluntly spoke out.
“That I can also tell.”
“Harryyy.” She whined once again.
“Alright, alright,” He moved to pull him PJ pants down his legs, leaving him in tight boxers with a very noticeable bulge. He then grabbed her by the waist to sit her on his thigh. “Y’gunna do the work, tire yourself out some, pet.”
Well now she felt intimidated. Normally Harry was the one to do the work, never had she really done it all on her own. So this was definitely a first.
She was definitely worked up with just the sight of his thick thighs anticipating her cunt to rub aginst it. The mouthwatering tiger tattoo that was imprinted into his skin had her panties flooding. She’d always wanted to ride it, lick it, even bite at it. And he was giving her the opportunity to do so… who was she to pass it up because she was scared?
She quickly got up to pull her panties down her legs before returning to his thigh. She shuttered at the cool feeling of his inked skin against her hot pussy. His own hands gripping her like earlier as she slowly moved her own hips, knees digging into the mattress.
She gazed down quickly as she moved back, she saw his inked tiger covered in her juices. She glanced up and she noticed Harry’s gaze also on his thigh.
“Jesus Christ puppy, leaving a mess all over me aren’t you?” She dug herself against him harder, loving the feeling of his thick, meaty thigh stimulating her clit perfectly.
He was quick to move a hand from her waist to grip her jaw, pulling her forward as her hips moved relentlessly, feeling herself get more and more worked up. His lips smeared against hers, moving messily. Her bottom lip between his two, light smacking being heard. His tongue caressing her lip before he nipped at it. Taking it between his teeth before pulling at it, letting it snap back into place.
Angel eagerly leaned more into him, pressing her lips into his once again. Their tongues soon licking into each others mouths. Their hot breath panting onto the other each moment they pulled apart to attempt to catch their breath before returning back to their messy makeout.
His grip somehow tightened even more once the hand of hers that was squeezing his biceps, moved to rest over the bulge in his boxers.
Her hips never once let up as she eagerly kept rubbing into the wet tiger. The wetness making noises that filled the room along with their panting and slight moaning.
“Really look like a puppy now, humping eagerly at my leg just like one,” Despite the condescending tone of his voice, it only worked her up even more. She loved when he talked to her like that, Harry knowing that. As evidence, she gripped his cock tighter as her movements didn’t let up. “Being such a good girl f’me angel. Wanna feel you make a mess on my thigh.”
She whined as her clit was enjoying its treatment against his wet skin. She fell forward into his neck, kissing and nipping at the skin, hand still moving on his clothed dick. His hands gripped at her waist, pushing her down more and helping her move faster as she neared her edge. Her excitement coating him more and more a it became easier for her to slide up and down on the tiger.
“Daddy, m’almost there, can I come please?” She panted into his neck before licking a stripe to his ear, nibbling on his lobe.
“Of course you can puppy, make a mess f’me,” With both their aid, her hips didn’t stop despite the burning. The knot in her tummy finally releasing as she moaned into his ear. Her body trembled as she felt the intensity pass through her. “That’s a good girl, such a good girl f’me.”
The hands that gripped her hips, eased up as he gently rubbed her sides. Completely falling limp in his lap as she felt the tiredness from earlier start to creep up, he pulled her up slightly for their eyes to meet before he spoke.
“Wanna help clean me up sweetheart?” She nodded as she went to get up, and grab a towel from their bathroom. However, the grip on her wrist kept her from moving too far. “Where you going pup?”
“To grab a towel?” She said confusingly, however with her nickname being spoken from his lips, she had a feeling they weren’t quite done.
“Oh no, angel,” He tsked at her, “You’re going to use your tongue to clean up the mess y’made all over me, puppy.” She felt a shiver run up her spine from the sentence, but obliged.
She moved to rest inbetween his thighs, her knees digging into the mattress, hands resting on the sides of the tiger to keep herself stabilized. Angel leaned down, hair falling infront of her shoulders before Harry reached to pet it back, holding it in a makeshift ponytail. Being face to face with the tattoo, covered in her own excitement, she opened her mouth, letting her tongue softly and slowly lap at the juices. It was absolutely filthy, but her and Harry both loved it.
“That’s it bunny, clean up your mess like a good girl,” his words only encouraged her to eagerly lap at his thigh, attempting to keep him satisfied. Soon enough, her own excitement was replaced with streaks of her saliva, but Harry didn’t mind. “C’mere bun.”
She got up from her position to sit in his lap, legs on the sides of his hips, arms wrapped around his neck before he messily licks into her mouth. Groaning at the lingering taste of her juices in his mouth, his palms reached down and palmed at her ass. She felt his own hardness pressing into her and rocked her hips against him despite the sensitivity. She let out little whimpers into his mouth with each squeeze to her ass and every grind into the obvious bulge. While still sleepy, she still felt the urge to cum on his cock, to please him. Their lips repeatedly smacked into each other the more the desire grew between them.
“Wanna bounce on my cock, little bunny?” He panted against her lips.
“Yes, please daddy.” Her lips reattaching back to his, pressing multiple kisses to his lips before puling away to help strip his boxers away.
“Hop on, sweetheart,” Angel gripped him as she lined his cock against her, before slowly sinking down. She sucked in a deep breath the more she slid down and the more full she became. Harry’s grip on her ass never left, squeezing it tightly as she sat with him fully inside her core. She sat there for a moment, letting herself become adjusted to the length and girth, still not used to it. He leaned in to press soft kisses onto her lips while her hands tugged at the hairs near his neck. He loved the feeling on her clenching around him as she got used to the length inside of her, and the heat her core emitted. She finally made the move to lift up before sitting herself down again, slowly fucking herself on his cock. With her hands on his shoulders to better stabilize her movements, she began to pick up her pace. She heard the sound of her ass meeting his upper thighs, her own wetness everytime she went up and down him, even the soft grunts he let out. “Love when you hop on my cock, angel. Making m’feel so good, y’cunts gripping me so nicely bun.”
She moaned at his words, working herself harder to please him even more. Her thighs burning with each movement, but she didn’t mind, if anything she loved it. She loved hearing the moans they both let out, how good both of them were feeling and how connected they were in the moment. The sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the room the faster her pace picked up. His cock hitting all the right places, the tiny knot building up again. While her tiredness from earlier was still there, her thighs burning, he noticed her start to slow down a little, but he didn’t mind helping her out a little.
“Poor bunny,” He fake-sympathized her, helping her by gripping her ass and helping her move up and down, while shifting to lay down more to fuck his own hips into her “Tiring yourself out? Your slutty pussy getting tired, from fucking my thigh and now my cock, hm?” He noticed her clench around him at his words, her wetness leaking down, soaking his balls and inner thighs. “Y’like fucking yourself on m’cock, baby? Makin’ yourself feel good?”
“Yes, yes! Feels so good, m’gettin close daddy.” She panted out, nails digging into his shoulders.
“Keep bouncing that cute little pussy on me baby, wanna feel y’cum for me, y’gettin wetter by the second,” With his words she tried to muster up whatever strength she had left to move up and down on his cock. “Like a proper bunny you are baby, just hoppin away on my cock.” She leaned forward lock their lips together once again as she felt herself get closer.
Harry himself felt his own release approaching as well. The more frequent clenches of her cunt on his cock was making it hard to not cum immeditely. Her wet pussy always made it hard for him not to immediately cum inside her, but he was always able to give her the proper fuck she deserved.
Her bouncing was persistant, him aiding with meeting her hips and pushing her up and down with his grip on her ass, both of them were growing closer and closer. One hand landing a quicking smack against her ass, before he moved it towards her sensitive clit and furiously circled it. She whined out, and she felt this was what she needed to finally push her over the edge.
She came with a pornographic moan leaving her lips as she collasped onto him. Her head between his neck and shoulders as she gripped his biceps, rocking her hips into him to ride out the orgasm.
“Thats it honey, such a good girl f’me.” He kept circling her clit, the constant clenching being his final straw as his cum shot up inside her, coating her walls as he let out a moan of his own.
With their peak being reached, they both attempted to catch their breath. Angel still leaning into him as she felt the tiredness from earlier come back ten times harder, eyes closing as her breathing slowed. He softly rubbed her back, feeling tired himself.
“I know you’re tired angel, but I wanna get you cleaned up before we go to bed okay?” She let out a lound whine but knew the faster they cleaned up, the quicker she could go to bed curled into Harry.
She sat up from his shoulder, slipping off his cock (suddenly hating how empty she felt), as his release dripped from her cunt. He grabbed tissues from the nightstand, carefully wiping around her sensitive pussy, uttering a ‘push out a little for me sweets’ before he got her all cleaned before gettin himself taken care of. As Harry got up to throw the tissues away, angel quickly used the restroom before both rushed to get cozy under the cozers.
With her on her side, Harry wrapped his arms around her like earlier, taking his usual position as big spoon. He leaned his head down in front of her, pressing a slow kiss to her lips before retreating back to place his head on the pillow. His arm resting around her waist, her hand resting on top of his.
“G’night my sweet girl.” Harry whispered into her neck.
“Goodnight, my love.” She uttered back as she slowly slipped into sleep.
Harry held her through the whole night as they got some much needed sleep. Of course when they woke up, they’d be going at it again like wild animals.
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Floaty
A/N: Hi guys! I've returned with a new fic that I hope y'all enjoy. I apologize for the long wait for a new fic, unfortunately life has not been kind but I finally got around to this (yay!) Anyway, hope you guys enjoy! (this has not been proofread yet either, wanted to get something out asap)
Pairing: Mean dom H x sub reader
Warnings: fingering (F recieving), spanking, use of safe word, degrading, mean H (don't worry he redeems himself), p in v, and I think thats all?
WC: 3,058
Summary: After feeling floaty all day and having enough, Angel decides to touch herself while Harry is at work... but her actions have consequences.
18+
Angel felt floaty all day.
It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, she had it mostly under control…
But it was hard when Harry was at work all day, leaving her with hardly any attention before he left. Just a soft kiss on the lips before he exited the bedroom, where she laid on their bed, still dazed from the previous night. He’d probably be too tired by the time he got home to attend to her anyway.
She tried focusing on other things as an attempt to keep her mind at ease, but it was hard okay?
Especially when her thoughts would continuously drift back to last night. His cock ruthlessly pounding into her, soft grunts pouring from his mouth, and his hands harshly gripping her hips to stabilize her.
He really fucked her good. Too good.
She was distracted all day, even only minutes ago she had burned her hand. Her mind was on dirty thoughts crowded her mind, when she snapped out of it, she brought her hand up to rub over her eyes, in an attempt to shake the memories. However, when she thinks of the fact that her hand is on her face, soon her mind is on how his hand tightly gripped her face, forcing her mouth open as he spat on her tongue and made her swallow it. In frustration at herself, (how hard was it to not think filthy thoughts for at least 5 minutes?!) she slapped her hand down on the countertop. But instead of it being their kitchen countertop, it was the stove top, that she had turned on as she was on her way to grab a pan to make a nice dinner for Harry. Now that was blown to shit.
She let out a string of curses -which she never does- and immediately rips her hand away and turns toward the direction of the sink. Quickly she turns the knob for the cold water to run and places her hand under it while she feels bad for herself.
She couldn’t even have enough self control of her thoughts, how floaty her mind is, and she winds up burning her hand. She turns the water off, and makes her way towards their bathroom off of their bedroom. She searches through their cabinet, finding the ointment they had, quickly applying it and applying a wrap to keep it covered.
She whimpered, still feeling sorry for herself, as she made her way towards the bed to lay down. With her back on the mattress, she glared at the ceiling as her hands rest at her side. Despite only wallowing for a couple minutes -she had an epiphany.
She could just touch herself.
There was nothing wrong with it. She was, simply put, horny. Hence explaining her unusual floatiness. In her mind, she if she made herself cum, and surely it’d go away.
However, if Harry found out, he would not be happy. Obviously, if she called and asked, explained how she was feeling, of course he’d understand. He’d let her touch himself, if he was feeling really generous, he might’ve driven home and help take care of her.
But that was just her being selfish, she wouldn’t want to disturb him while hes working, he’d probably be annoyed with that too! Plus, with how worked up she was, she figured she’d be done and satisfied by the time he got home.
Unfortunately for her, she was way wrong on that one. Thats what she figured anyway as Harry stood in the doorway, arms crossed with an scowl on his face and he watched her peel her fingers from her pussy as she avioded eye contact with him.
“And just what do you think you’re doing puppy?” He still sharply glared at her. She sat up, grabbing the duvet to cover herself as her head hung in embarrassment. “I asked you a question and I expect you to answer me.”
She tried to speak, she really did! But it was hard, she was so embarrassed and it seemed no matter the situation she thought of, she’s still be in trouble, no matter what she told him. Her floaty head cloouding her mind, even worse now that she wasn’t able to finish. She had just been on the brink of her orgasm as Harry cleared his throat from their doorway.
She could hear his sigh as he moved towards the bed, she slightly turned her head to try and look at him and she noticed him unbuttoning his shirt. His glorious tattoos becoming more visible as he stripped from it. More of them becoming visible, especially the yummy tiger on his thighs as his belt and pants joined the floor.
“Get up,” His voice was sharp, leaving no room for argument, so she followed his orders as he sat on the side of the bed, peeling his boxers off, allowing his cock to be on full display. He sat on the side of the bed and she knew without him telling her where she was expected to go. She got on her knees between his legs and sat before leaning forward to mouth at the member. She was excited, although he seemed mad, this was going to help with how worked up she was… until he spoke up. “Nuh uh puppy, no touching, no mouthing.”
“But-” She looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“Mm, now she can speak?” She opened her mouth to respond but no words came out. “Since my naughty puppy wants to disobey me and play with herself, I’ll play with myself, and she can watch the whole thing,” Her eyes felt watery as she watch him reach his hand reach down in front of her mouth. “Spit.”
She shamefully did as she was told and watched as his hand began to stroke up and down on his cock. His muscles flexed as he began grunting at how good it felt, especially when he looked at her and noticed her fixated at his hand stroking his dick, her eyes watery. He felt himself getting more worked up by the second, he was hard enough walking in and seeing her plunge her fingers relentlessly working into her cunt, her juices clinging to her fingers. His pants growing heavy as she watched his precum leak from his tip, and finally his own cum spurting onto his stomach.
“Wanna lick me up puppy hm?” She eagerly nodded before she started to lean forward once again to lick up all his salty release before he tutted at her. “Sorry pet, I just don’t know if you deserve it, do you?” Her tears leaked as she kept nodding. “Mmm, I don’t think you do, get up on the bed, hands and knees.”
She sat there for a moment in disbelief. He was being so mean, her tears still falling and her mind getting floatier with each moment he wasn’t taking care of her.
“You not hearing me today pet? I said up, now.” he tapped her cheek before he raised from the bed to grab a tissue and clean himself up. She figured she was in no position to disobey him (again), and climbed on the bed. She got where he wanted her, resting her head on the pillow and sliding her hands under it as well, she didn’t want him to see her injury and be displeased with how careless she had been.
Soon enough, she felt him climb on the bed behind her, pushing her legs farther apart so he could see her puffy pussy fully. With watching him get himself off, constant dirty thoughts all day, and almost making herself cum, she was messy. Without warning, his own fingers plunged into her cunt. She yelped in surprise as he kept working into her. His fingers hitting the right spot after needing him, it felt blissful. She easily began moaning, and clenching around his fingers, her own orgasm coming quick.
“I’m gonna cum, daddy.” She felt so happy, finally after needing this all day, he finally wasn’t going to be cruel and she was going to end satisfied.
That was until his fingers were pulled from her right as she was at the very brink of cumming.
“Now that’s too bad, isn’t it pup?” She felt her tears leak and soak into the pillow below her as she whimpered.
“Please?” She whimpered out softly.
He laid a hard smack on her ass, then another one, and another one.
“I decide what my naughtly little puppy gets. You disobeyed me, and then you disobeyed me again. You don’t touch yourself without permission, and you certainly need to speak when I’m talking to you. I gotta teach you a lesson, otherwise how will I train my pet, hm?”
“I’m sorry daddy.” She cried out to him, her own self-pitying returned.
“Too late for that angel, you need to learn your lesson.” He growled at her as he laid yet another slap to her ass before he thrusted roughly into her.
She gasped at the abrupt intrusion. Her whole body thrusted forward, similar to last night. She was so worked up and needed this more than anything. His hands gribbed her hips, thrusting her to meet his movements. She felt the familiar feeling in her tummy creep up and she whined once again. Sure, she loved feeling her all over her, his hands and his cock, but the feeling of coming undone from them was like no other.
He must’ve felt her constantly clenching around him, he pulled out again before slapping her in the ass once again.
She wept as she her orgasm was ripped away from her for the third time. She felt hopeless and her floaty mind was not doing anything to help her. She needed him so bad, why couldn’t he see that?
“So close, aren’t you angel?” His condescending tone was hurting her feelings. She was in a soft spot, her whole day she just wanted him, she didn’t mean to go against him, she really just needed him that badly.
Maybe he read her mind, she wasn’t sure but she did know how good it felt when his cock was plunging into her once again. His constant thrusts, satisfying her and she moaned into the pillow. She whimpered from her own neediness of him. He felt so good, his own grunts making her wetter.
Her orgasm was reaching her again, she couldn’t believe how quick it approach, she’d feel embarrassed if it hadn’t felt so good. She loved every bit of him, especially how he could make her cum and make it an out-of-this-world experience. He’d always make her see stars. She loved how he also took care of her, despite him being mean he was so loving.
He was being so cruel, constantly pulling her from an orgasm when all she wanted was him, all of him. She whimpered at the thought of him taking another orgasm from her again.
So, to help her case, she reached her non-injured hand from the pillow to hold his hand. She just wanted to feel closer to him. Sure his cock plunging into her was as close as it gets, but the intimacy of holding his hand was something she needed right now. She needed a softer part of him- Yes, he was being mean and it turned her on, but he was reaching a breaking point for her. She missed him, and he left her alone when she was not in the right state. Not that he knew that! She didn’t get a chance to tell him, he held her close to him all night, got up before she did, and left before she had even gotten out of bed, how could he of known? He had even done what he normally does to make she sure isn’t feeling floaty like this. But, did that really mean he should be this cruel to her?
While he was busy pounding into her, watching the way her ass jiggled with each movement, he hadn’t noticed her hand reaching back. However, he did notice when her fingers had lightly grazed his fingers. He immediately snached her wrist before holding it behind her.
“No touching,” He squeezed her wrist to emphasize him point before releasing her hand.
She whimpered, it was beginning to be too much.
“C-can I please hold your hand daddy?” She let out softly.
“What is it with you huh? Why can’t you listen, I said no touching.” His voice completely stern.
She was pushed past her limits. She was sad to say the least. She just wanted to hold his hand, she understood he was upset she disobeyed him but he was being too mean. She just wanted him to coddle her, make her feel safe and warm, and of course have the blissful feeling of cuming. Or the very least if she couldn’t hold his hand, to be able to look at him. It wasn’t possible with her face being pushed into the pillow. But it was too much for her now, not being able to have any of that.
“Yellow. Yellow daddy.” Tears leaked down her face, she didn’t want him to stop fucking her, she wanted to cum and she could finally be at ease. But, he was being too mean and with all this thoughts swarming her and how he’s acting, she wasn’t sure it would ever happen.
His thrusts immediately stopped, his grip on her lessoned as he heard her loud and clear at the word they use as a signal to slow down. He flipped her around and thats when he noticed her teary spaced out eyes. They were red from how much she had been crying. His heart clenched and he felt absolutely gutted. His hand reached to hold to her face, thumb swiping away her tears that kept falling.
“M’so sorry sweetheart, was I hurting you? Whats going on?” His held his breath, expecting the worse. He hoped to god he hadn’t hurt her, he wasn’t as rough as he normally is, sure he was mean, but that was normally how they played. Then again, he wasn’t sure what was going on as she kept trying to talk while sobbing. “I know you’re upset right now angel, but I need y’to talk to me so I know how to fix it, okay?” He looked at her with such fondness so she knew he wasn’t mad at her anymore.
“I just- It’s been too much,” She kept sucking in deep breaths as she tried to calm herself a little more and he waited patiently, still softly rubbing her cheek. “I have been feeling a little floaty today, It just got so bad I ended up burning my hand. A-and then I tried playing with myself to make my thoughts go away. I would’ve called you, I just d-didn’t want to annoy you at work. And I thought I could get it over quick and then I haven’t been able to cum. A-and I just needed to hold your hand when it got to much, I’m s-sorry I just am being needier than normal.” She took another deep breath, awaiting his response.
“Sweetheart, you tell me these things as soon as you feel like this okay?” He lightly scolded her but he needed to make sure it wouldn’t happen again. “You call me when you feel floaty so we don’t end up like this alright? I hate to see you so sad angel, if I had known, I would never of punished you like this. And what's this about you hurting your hand?” She sniffled before showing him the lightly bandaged hand he failed to notice. He softly grabbed her hand before placing a light kiss to the center of the bandage. “My poor baby, M’so sorry honey. You need me to take care of you now? Promise I won’t be mean anymore.”
“Yes please.” She let out softly before he moved her to lay fully on her back, spreading her legs. His cock in hand before sliding it up and down her slit.
“You tell me if it’s too much puppy. J’wanna make you feel good.” As soon as she uttered a soft ‘okay’ he cock was plunged into her once again.
His thrusts worked continuously, loving how she felt so tight around him. She loved how he continuously kept hitting her sweet spot. With his hand on her hip, he moved it to intertwine their fingers, holding her hand sweetly as he squeezed it reassuringly.
Her moans where making it easy for him to get more worked up. He pounded into her leaking cunt as he leaned down to finally kiss his angel. She let out a breath of relief of how good it kept to have his cock wrapped around her, his lips on hers, and his hand tightly clenched into his. Their mouths moved eagerly together, tongues tracing the others as they become more and more close together.
“Can I please cum daddy? It feels so good.” She panted aginst his lips. With chaste kiss left to her lips he responded.
“Of course baby, cum f’me angel.” Their lips moved pastionately against each other, it was messy as their spit mixed together. He felt her clenching around him before she finally came with a loud moan.
It only took him a couple more thrusts before he reached his own peak, coating her walls. Their kiss becoming more messy as he harshly panted from his peak.
All too soon for her liking, he pulled out and collapsed beside her. He pulled her to lay on his chest as he kissed her temple, rubbing her back in soothing motions.
“M’sorry I was so mean to you sweetheart, promise if I had known, I never would have been so cruel to my angel.”
“It’s okay Harry, I know you wouldn’t of, I don’t blame you, you didn’t know honey.” She placed a reassuring kiss on his chest before closing her eyes and attempting to control her breathing.
“How ‘bout we lay here for a bit, and later I’ll clean ya up and we can order some food, hm?”
“Sounds good to me H, thank you.” He squeezed her tightly before closing his own eyes.
“Of course baby, anything for you.” Harry responded.
Sucker*
A/N: I've returned! As an apology for not posting for a little, I wrote the fic to be a little longer! It's def full of absolute filth so enjoy! (please tell me I'm not the only one who kept thinking of Duplicity when reading this)
Pairing: Slightly mean dom Harry x Sub reader
Warnings: spanking, oral (F&M receiving), fingering (f receiving), food play, spit play, dirty talk, degrading, P in V, no protection, spanking, and aftercare (I think that's everything)
WC: almost 6k
18+
Harry had returned from his short grocery run, about to put them away before his attention was caught. His angel still lounging by their pool.
It was clear from in between the time he first left the house and returned that she had gotten into the water. Her hair slightly damp as she laid on her back, soaking up the sun.
What was also abundantly clear, was the sweet she had perched between her two lips. He could see as she swirled what seemed to be a lollipop between her lips. Her cheeks indenting from the hard suctioning she was creating, reminding him of how glorious it felt when she did that to him. As the sucker was finally pulled from between her lips, it left a miniscule trail of her own spit before it broke, and she swiftly reached her finger up to her chin to wipe the saliva, once again reminding him of how she would do the same after getting a lick onto him.
Making himself known, as curious to see where he could take this, he opened the sliding door, stepped into their backyard and made his way towards her.
“Enjoying yourself angel?” He grinned as he finally reached her, her own reaction reflecting his as she sat up even more to give him all her attention.
“Hi babe!” She beamed up at him, “I’ve been loving this weather, so nice out.” He found it hard to keep his eyes on hers as her body was hardly covered.
She wore a red bikini, the color matching her complection. Despite it being a string set, it held her tits up perfectly, the strings adorning her sides indented into the skin, making him hungrier for her.
“Sure is, do you want to help me inside with the groceries pet?” He noticed her eyes darken for a moment from the nickname he normally used in bed before she scrambled to get stand up with him. He nearly groaned at the way her tits bounced as she did so.
“I’d love to!” She excitedly smiled before leaning up on her toes to give him a quick peck on the lips. She then placed the sucker back between her lips before grabbing his hand and making their way towards the door.
Harry, found the short walk to be even shorter, as his attention was dialed in on her ass. The bikini did next to nothing to cover her up, her plump ass jiggling with every step she took. As she released his hand to open the door, he couldn’t resist sneaking in a cheeky slap to her ass before she whipped her head around with a squeak, taking the lolly right out of her mouth.
“Harry!” She looked at him in shock, still moving her body into the home, making her way towards the kitchen. “What the hell was that for, you perv!”
“Just looked too good not to sweetheart.” He smirked at her, watching her face grow red.
She busied herself taking the food items out of the bags, as an attempt to somewhat avoid his cheeky shenanigans. The sucker she was still sucking on though was not doing her any favors.
She grabbed the bread, moving towards the pantry. She took her sucker out of her mouth, the slight slurp was ringing through harry’s ears and she bent over to slide the bread into the drawer, her bottoms scrunching up between her ass, revealing more skin. She quickly turned right up as Harry, once again, couldn’t help himself as he laid another smack, this time on her other cheek.
“Harry! Enough!” If her face wasn’t red enough before, it surely was now. All Harry could do in defense was simply shrug, the same smirk plastered on his face. She playfully glared as him as a warning before her sucker made its way back into her mouth.
Harry grew more jealous of the sucker as they both continued putting the newly bought food away. He could give her something much more enjoyable to suck on and leave both of them happy.
He imagined her getting on her knees as he leaned against the counter. The sucker long forgotten as her mouth slurped him down, leaving saliva to drip down her chin and decorate her breasts to make them shiny. He could feel himself grow more excited simply at the thought of it.
However, he was soon pulled from those thoughts as she bent down, her tits spilling out of the red fabric that did a poor job of keeping them covered, and she grabbed the bag of chips she had dropped. He had enough.
He made the short steps towards her as she stood back up, slightly shocked to see how close he was to her from his previous spot. He ripped the chips from her hand and tossed them onto the counter before grabbing her neck with his hand.
“I don’t appreciate the teasing pet.” His voice was low, he stared into her eyes, slowly dragging them down to her lips where they were puckered around the sweet treat. He reached his other hand up, grabbing the stick and slowly pulling it out of her mouth. She made an effort to make the same slurping noise as it was pulled from her, as a way to collect the sweet juice it left and her own spit. The string it left from being pulled was smeared onto her chin before he leaned forward to lick it up. He dragged his tounge from the bottom all the way towards her lips. He eagerly began kissing her, his tongue dragging along hers. She whined as he pulled away, the lolly now being placed into his mouth.
“I-I wasn’t teasing you, you’re the one teasing me!” She stated, exasperated.
“I don’t think so angel. I’m not the one lounging around, slurping around sugar on a damn stick, with my ass and tits out, bending over and begging to be fucked.” The hand on her thorat tightening as he felt her swallow thickly.
“I wasn’t doing it on purpose!” She stated back to him.
“Purpose or not, I’ll give you something to suck on.” Her bikini bottoms had to be drenched by now. If not for the slapping on her ass, noticing him oggoling her body, this had done it. “I’m going to finish putting away this shit since you are seeming to be a distraction. When I’m done, I better see you in our bedroom, kneeling before the bed. Is that clear?”
“Yes daddy.” He groaned before pulling her forward to smear his mouth onto her lips. He pulled away, releasing his hand from your throat. She turned around to make her way to the staircase but was briefly stopped by yet again, another smack on her ass, letting out a little yelp.
“And keep the bikini on puppy.” She shuttered before nodding
Her feet quickly carried her towards their bedroom, immediately kneeling before the side of the bed. She kept herself busy with floating thoughts of how good he’s going to feel down her throat.
Soon enough, she had heard his heavy steps climbing up the stairs and carrying him to the bed before he sat infront of her with his legs spread. Her mouth nearly drooling at the sight of the tent in his pants.
She looked at him, noticing what was once her sucker, still in his mouth. His jaw clenched as his lips were wrapped around it. She grew slightly confused at a second sucker placed beside him on the bedding.
Still sucking on the lolly, he began undoing his belt, the clanking of it making her grow more excited. He sat up slightly to then pull his pants and boxers down, leaving his thick cock to spring up after being released from the restricting clothes.
“You wanted a sucker pet? Now you got one, get to work.” He spoke around the lolly, glaring her down as he waited for her to touch him.
She clenched to thighs to help relieve some tension. She leaned forward, spitting on the head of his cock. She admired the way it dripped down the veins before she stuck her tongue out to lick the trail it left. She continued licking stripes up his length, getting him wet with her own spit.
It didn’t take long out before her own need took over and she took him into her mouth. She started with just the tip, lapping her tongue around it, tasting precum. She moaned at how salty he tasted before sucking his head. The vibration and suction made him move his hand to her hair and tug at it lightly.
“Good girl, now take more honey, it’s all for you.” She didn’t waste any time as her lips that were wrapped around his tip moved further down. She bobbed her head creating a pace as her tongue stroked at the vein on the underside of his cock. Her salavia was quickly building up as it soaked his dick and began making its way out the corners of her mouth. Like he had pictured, it slowly dripped onto her breasts the more she moved her head up and down and slurped at his cock. Her tits slightly jiggled as her movements increased making him moan loader around the sucker.
Hearing his moans only drove her to work faster. She brought her lips all the way down to his base, her hands moved to his balls, feeling her salvia that had dripped down before she smeared it around them. Pulling off his cock she moved her head to suckle on his balls, hands keeping his cock occupied.
When she felt they were wet enough, her mouth attached to his member again, taking him down her throat. She clenched around him as she gagged, his hands in her hair keeping her held down as he groaned. She began bobbing her head faster hearing him slurp around his own sucker.
“Keep it up pet, M’gunna cum for ya.” The wet sounds were heard though their ears as she kept taking him down her throat, satisfying his lengthy cock and moaning around it as his words.
She kept bobbing her head and soon felt his release fill her mouth. The salty substance nearly dripping out her mouth as she pulled back and swallowed it with pride. Harry was heaving as she lapped at his cock, getting every last drop she possibly could. She leaned back when she felt her job was done before looking back at him with a dazed expression.
“Good girl.” She nuzzled his thigh at the compliment, almost shying away from his intimidating gaze. She turned her head to look at him as he peeled the now gone sucker from his mouth. The empty sick was held in his hand as he grabbed ahold of her hand, helping her stand on her sore legs. He moved her to the bed, making her lay on her back as he placed the stick on their nightstand. He reached for the other lolly that still sat on their bedding before removing the wrapping, placing it next to the stick on the stand. He brought it closer to her mouth, “Open up darling.” Despite her confusion, she obeyed as the sweet treat was placed on her tongue and the taste of cherry was filling her mouth.
He took a moment to stand back up and just admire how she looked laid out for him. The red suit still in tact, her tits still restrained in the fabric, the bottom with a noticeable darkened spot that wasn’t from swimming, and her lips wrapped tightly around the sucker. He climbed onto the red to rest above her, forearms holding himself up as she gazed at him with wide eyes.
He slowly moved his one arm from the bed, his other supporting his body, as he peeled the fabric covering her breasts to the side so her tits were completely out at this point, her nipples hard from the cold draft.
His hand grabbed at the one breast, giving it a rough sqeeze before flicking against her nipple. His thumb slowly circled before bringing his mouth down to replace his finger. Harry’s mouth was sucking around the sensitive area before pulling back.
The sucker in her mouth was removed with a pop before his mouth was on hers again. With roughness, their lips moved against each other, teeth clashing and spit being exchanged between their mouths. Soon though, she felt a new object circling her nipple, its coolness making her flinch as she felt the tacky substance being left on her.
He pulled away, moving back down to lap at the residue left on her nipple from the sucker, slightly nipping at the bud as he moved to give the other side the same treatment.
He moved the sucker back up to her lips, getting the hint she allowed herself to tongue at the sweet treat as much as she could before it left her lips once again. He moved it to her other nipple to let it get the same treatment.
It circles slowly, before he pulls it back and brings it down to slightly slap the nipple. She released a gasp at the unexpected feeling of it, clenching her thighs even tighter. He pops the lolly back in her mouth as a holder for it as his mouth reaches down to suck and lick at her bud, while his hand occupies her other breast by roughlly sqeezing it and pinching her nipple.
She whines as a sign of protest, and he finally leans up to take the lolly out of her mouth.
“Whats the matter puppy?” He still teased her with keeping his fingers focused on flicking her nipple.
“I need you on my pussy daddy.” With the sucker pushed into her cheek to speak, she spoke softly to him. His eyes widened at her forewardness, normally it takes a little more for her to be so open, but he doesn’t mind this newfound confidence.
“Let’s take a look then hm?” He moved his body down between her legs as he moved her legs up, her knees resting on her chest and pushing her breasts closer together.
From the position she was in now, her bottoms had nearly been swallowed by her cunt. The darkened spot on display as her puffy pussy was being restrained against the fabric. He groaned at the sight, taking his finger to slide up and down the wet spot as her arousal that leaked through the bikini was spotted on his fingers.
He grabbed the bottoms, pulling them to the side so her pussy would be fully out like her tits. Her excitement had leaked to her ass at this point. Her juices were visible as they shone in the light in their bedroom.
“Oh puppy,” He tsked at her mockingly, his breath hitting her cunt making her ache even more. “Looks like you did need me, this poor pussy is leaking all over my sheets.” He placed kisses around her thighs, nipping every once in a while. She needed to feel something, as her body took over and went to shut her legs but he stopped that immediately. “Nuh uh. You keep these up and open otherwise I’ll make a new arrangement for you. Is that clear?”
She nodded but that was not good enough for him as he gave her a light warning slap on her thigh. “Yes I-I understand.”
“Good girl.” Harry slightly sat up as he reached for the sucker in her mouth plucking it out and settling into his previous position. “I need you to stay good for me while I enjoy my treat puppy. I love seeing you laid like this for me, but I’ll have no choice but to move you around if you can’t listen okay?”
She let out a restrained ‘okay’ as a way to hurry him along to touch her. Much to her liking, he began, but not what she was expecting.
Keeping his gaze on her cunt, the sucker was dragged though her arousal. The first touch to where she needed him the most and it made her suck in a deep breath as it kept moving up and down through her lips.
Once he thought the sucker, collected enough of her arousal, he moved it to circle her clit. As a shock to her from the feeling, her legs moved to close together again and her hands to reach for his hair and his movements were abruptly stopped.
“What did I just tell you pet?” His gaze was dark, he glared at her unapprovingly. His hands reached to rip her legs apart and her hands from his hair.
“I-I’m sorry, it just felt good. I won’t do it again daddy, I’m sorry.” She eagerly rushed out, feeling completely overwhelmed by not getting enough touching from him.
“This is your last warning. Don’t make me tell you again.” She nodded, apoligizing once again as her hands rested on the backs of her thighs to keep herself spread for him.
He resumed his work, letting the sucker circle her clit, before he moved it back down to collect her juices and smear it along her cunt. She felt her breathing pick up the feeling of at least something touching her cunt. The circling of the sticky treat on her cunt was enough to drive her mad.
Harry decided to finally put her out of her misery as he pulled the sucker away from he clit, still letting it slide through her folds, as he leaned down at pressed a light kiss on her nub. His tongue soon came after, licking gentle stripes against her. He began lapping at her more as her soft moans were being heard. The taste of her slick was already addicting to him, but the slight hint of cherry flavoring was enough to make him spend hours going down on her.
She thoroughly enjoyed watching as he licked at her like a starved man. Moving the sucker covered in her juices back to her clit to circle it, his mouth moved to her folds. He leaned back to spit on her, making her gasp before he moved the sucker to rub it across her pussy before leaning down to lick it all back up.
She was in heaven. She simply couldn’t help herself as her hands moved to pull his hair and keep him in place. However, Harry was not fond of this whatsoever. She soon she realized her mistake as he stopped and removed himself from her cunt.
“W-wait, I’m sorry daddy! I won’t do it again, I-I didn’t mean to, I promise! It just felt so good, I promise I’ll-”
“I don’t care. Since you can’t fucking listen like I asked, this isn’t going to go your way.” He graveled at her. When she attempted to speak up again, he was quick to reply. “Get on your hands and knees pet.”
With her eyes cast down, she shamefully moved to where he wanted her. He also moved, quickly getting off the bed, and opening their nightstand drawer. She knew what he was grabbing the moment he reached for it and her thoughts were confirmed when he pulled it out. The handcuffs they used often were in his hand as he moved to tug her arms. He clasped the one around her wrist, circled the band around the headboard, before pulling her other arm up and clasping the other wrist.
“Is that too tight pet?” His voice slightly softer as he rubbed her back, waiting for her response.
“No daddy, it’s just right.” She answered him.
“Alright. This is for your own good pet, I have to train my puppy somehow.” She shuttered just from the sentence alone.
Her back was arched, arms pulled up as her head hung inbetween, and her ass was on full display for him with the red bikini bottoms covering nothing at this point. He grabbed her by the thighs to pull her legs apart, and her drenched pussy was soon in his view as well. He made a noise in the back of his throat at the sight before pulling the ties of strings of her swimsuit, causing it to fall onto the bed.
“I need you to keep your legs right where they are pet, otherwise I’ll tie those down too.” He voice was deep, making her aware just how turned on he was too.
Before she knew what was happening, a hard smack was placed on her ass, making her yelp out, but she made herself stay as still as possible. His hand came down again, this time on her other cheek and she could feel her excitement start to drip. He continued to spank her ass, and the more slaps she recieved, the more drenched she became. Angel could feel it begin to leak down her thighs, and soon enough, Harry had noticed.
Taking the sucker that was placed into his mouth before her spankings, he removed it as he spoke.
“Jesus Christ angel, you’re leaking fucking everywhere. Didn’t realized getting spanked turned you on s’much, not so innocent are you hm? Little slut for me pet?” His degrading tone was doing nothing to help the problem between her legs, if anything, it was increasing how horny she was.
“M’ such a slut for you daddy please! Please do something, I need it so bad!” Her voice was urgent, she couldn’t help it, she felt so deprived and he was doing nothing to help her but get her more worked up.
“Such a good puppy I have. Just calm down, and I’ll help this poor pussy, give it a few kisses. It’s leaking juices everywhere baby.” Kneeling behind her he was quick to lick the trail of her excitment that ran down her leg before he indulged in her cunt. Before he could do that, he reached around her bringing the sucker to her lips. “Go on and suck it f’me baby.”
She did as she was told, she began eagerly licking at it as her lips wrapped around it to attempted to keep the treat and her saliva in her mouth. It was pooling up and she struggled to swallow with her head down. He plucked it from her, plenty of spit stringing along with it and dropping onto the pillow below her.
“Such a slobbery puppy, hm? Both holes are just so messy.” She didn’t bother responding, as her own moan cut her off by his tounge licking a stripe through her pussy. The sucker, placed on her clit once again as it was moved in circular motions, stimulating her. It took all the power in her not to move too much, her hands were clenched, nails digging into her palms as her whines grew.
He pulled back to breathe as he let the sucker do some more work for him, letting it glide through her lips, and smear all her juices around her pussy. It was absurd how horny it made her for him to be using the sucker on her.
He took her by surprise when the lolly that was just on her clit, moved to her folds and was pushed into her. She gasped loundly at the feeling of it being thrust in and out of her. Harry watched as the sucker pulled out of her, so many juices covering it before he placed it in his mouth, moaning at the taste.
He plucked it out and brought it to her hole to do the same actions. She was so turned on, and it was clear from the noises of the sweet treat going in and out of her cunt. He thrust it in one last time before it was pulled, and instead of it being brought to his mouth, he reached around to where her hair was, pulled it as a way for her head to be brought up and brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth but before he placed it on her tongue, he let the sucker trace her bottom lip. Her own juices transferred before the sucker was placed on her tounge and she could taste herself.
Harry became extremely aware of how hard his cock was as she gazed at him with wide eyes as her lips were wrapped around the sucker that was covered in her own arousal. He pulled the treat slowly, watching her lips morph around it as it was pulled before he licked the remaining juices off her lips and left her with a kiss.
His hand left her hair causing her head to fall back down and he returned behind her. He was elated to see she still was dripping. Wasting no time, the sucker was proptly brought back to her folds, he continued to let it run through them once again before he pulled it back and let the sucker smack her cunt. It wasn’t very hard of a hit, but it still felt incredible. She whined more, needing him to tongue at her again and lick her juices up, she just wanted to cum so bad.
Harry, however, was preoccupied with smacking her cunt with his sucker. The juices covering the sweet left a string everytime he pulled it back and it just was arousing for him to see. It took nearly all her strength to keep her legs open when he moved the slaps to her clit. He’d circle it before placing multiple pats onto the sensitive nub.
Right before she was about to speak up, he placed the sucker on the nightstand ontop of the wrapper. His large hands smoothed over her ass before smacking them letting out a heavy sigh at the way they jiggled as he did so. His grip on her ass moved to her thighs, speading them more apart before he dove back into her cunt.
He was relentless as her whines were loud, as if that egged him on. He ate her out like a starved man, continiously lapping at her folds, placing kitten licks on her clit before sucking it into his mouth. The more he dove into her the more excitement started to leak, even he couldn’t keep up with it. More and more of it ran down her thighs, his hands moved to tightly grope her ass before he tounge dug into her folds and into her hole. She cried out from how good it felt to have him indulge in her. When she started feeling a familiar knot in her stomach he pulled back, his breaths coming out in heavy pants. He entertained himself with squeezing her ass, watching the flesh turn red under his touch.
“Such a juicy little cunt baby. Love how you are so drenched more me, like you can’t get enough. It’s all puffy too, just begging me to lick at it” Working himself up from speaking- not just her- his hand laid another smack on her ass. “Just love your fucking body baby, love this fucking cunt, all mine isn’t it puppy? Your sopping pussy s’all for me isn’t it?”
He watched as her juices shined in the lighting, bringing his hands from her ass to pull her lips apart. “Y-yes sir! All for you daddy.” He seemed pleased with the answer, keeping her pussy spread apart as he spat right on her cunt, watching the spit slide down to her clit before his tounge lapped back through her. She moaned, loving the feeling of his tongue on her once again.
The handcuffs definitely had made marks on her wrist at this point from her tugging but she didn’t mind, if anything she liked it, made it all the more exciting.
Harry took his fingers and allowed them to play with her clit while he tounged at her hole. She loved the combination, felt so good and she could feel her knot growing in her tummy once again, and decided to speak up.
“Daddy, I- M’gunna cum, can I please cum?” Her sentence came out with a pant as it was hard to focus with his tongue lapping around her sensitive area.
“No puppy, you’re gunna hold it like a good girl f’me. I wanna keep enjoying my sweet treat a little longer.” She was growing frustrated, she wiggled her hips as his mouth suckled at her clit but that only earned her a warning smack on the ass.
“B-but daddy I can’t hold it! It feels too good, please daddy!”
At her winey tone, he pulled himself away from her cunt, laying a harsh smack on her ass as he spoke up.
“You don’t talk to me like that. I told you to hold it, so you’re going to hold it.” This time, instead of her ass, his hand came down right on her puffy pussy and she let out a yelp at how good it felt. “You have a choice puppy,” He spoke again before placing another slap to her cunt, the wetness making an audible noise against his hand. “You either hold it and wait for a little longer, or you don’t cum at all. What's it gunna be hm?” He placed another smack to her cunt.
“I’ll hold it daddy.” Tears filled her eyes at frustration, she wasn’t sure if she could pull this off. His hand moved to rub his fingers through her folds, collecting all her juices before two fingers were pushed in. She tensed up at the feeling, the lolly and his tongue didn’t fill her up nearly as well as his cock but his fingers were a good start.
“Good girl. Now you just relax and let me enjoy my treat hm? Such a juicy little cunt.” His fingers were pulled out, and returned to her clit and his mouth continued its job lapping her up.
It seemed like torture as he kept groaning at how good she tasted, the feeling of his tongue and mouth pleasing her. The knot in her stomach was growing by the minute, she slightly moved her hips, swaying her ass slighlty and he kept busy on her cunt. He didn’t seem to mind as his tounge collected every drop of her arousal before he pulled off her.
His cock was painfully hard just from the taste of her and he couldn’t take it anymore. His hand gave it a few strokes before he let it slide against her cunt, collecting her juices that continued to leak from the weepy hole. His hand reached up pulling the ties from around her neck and back, allowing her top to join her bikini bottoms on the red.
“Just licked you all up puppy, and your pussy managed to slobber up right away, must’ve been anticipating my cock,” He teased himself and you as his allowed the tip of his cock to keep sliding in and out before he spoke up again. “Are you ready for my cock baby? By the way your cunts dripping, I have a pretty good idea what it wants.”
“Yes daddy! I’m ready for your cock! Please, please I need it!” He smirked at her begging and couldn’t keep her waiting any longer.
He slowly pushed his cock in, loving the feeling of her tight cunt gripping him. Once he bottomed out, he didn’t hold back, he pulled back and harshly slammed right back into her causing her ass to jiggle. He growled at the sight, gribbing her ass and using it as leverage to pull her back into him as he kept repeatedly slamming into her.
“How’s that feel puppy, this what you wanted?” He quickly slapped her ass before groping it again to keep pounding into her, picking up his pace as he felt his own orgasm approach.
“Ye-yes thank you daddy! Your cock feels so good in my pussy, needed it so bad!” Her words only encouraged him more. His balls slapping against her cunt as her ass jiggled with each thrust and slap they endured. Both their moans could be heard through the room, sweat collecting on both their bodies.
His one hand left her ass, the other still keeping it in a tight grib as he strummed on her clit. She mewled out as his motions grew faster and messier.
“Daddy please, can I cum? M’so close I can’t hold it daddy, please!”
“Yeah baby, you can cum. Wanna see your cunt soak my cock. Go on and cum for daddy, angel.” She let out a sigh of releaf as she felt the knot in her stomach keep growing.
The feeling of his cock relentlessly pounding her, the grip on her ass, and his fingers playing with her clit, she couldn’t take it anymore as her cunt spasmed around him, finally cumming. He felt her clench around him, continuing his pounding as he was reaching where he needed to.
“Good fucking girl, so good f’me. Love when your cunt squeezes me like that.” She moaned as her orgasm continued to flow through her, her cunt still being abused by his cock thrusting in and out before he roughly pulled out. His hand furiously stroked his length before spurts of his cum landed against her ass and pussy. “Jesus Christ pet. What a sight.”
He brought his hand down, smearing his own release against her pussy. She whined and wiggled as he touched her overly sensitive clit.
“Sorry baby,” He left a chaste kiss on the side of her ass, pulled himself up as he grabbed the key for the cuffs. Once he helped her out of them he frowned at the harsh marks left on her wrists, lightly tracing his fingers along the markings. “I thought you said it wasn’t too tight angel?”
“It wasn’t I promise, I really didn’t hurt much, I promise honey.” She pressed a kiss on his lips to assure him as he let out a sigh.
“Next time you tell me if it does okay?” She nodded before laying flat on her stomach. “M’gunna run to the bathroom and help ya clean up baby.” In a flash, he grabbed a wet cloth and a glass of water before returning. He made sure to be extra careful when cleaning her up before tossing the cloth and climbing into bed with her.
His arms pulled her to rest on top of him, his hands careful of her ass that he reminded himself to get a cream for before they went to bed. Her head laid against his chest as they rested together.
“Y’can sleep a little baby. We’ll rest and then we can get up and make some dinner, how does that sound angel?” His voice was much softer than it had bed during the steamy sex they just had.
“Sounds good H.” She leaned up, pressing her lips to his as they moved together, it was sweet and slow, nothing messy like before. They parted with a soft smack before she curled into his side and closed her eyes.
Full*
A/N: I'm back! sorry for not posting, the weekend was busy but currently can't sleep so I decided to type something up. Kept it short and sweet but still hope y'all enjoy!
Pairing: Soft Dom Harry x Sub reader
Warnings: cock warming, and light dirty talk
WC: 1,363
Summary: After feeling like something was missing all day, Harry and his angel soon come to the realization she just needs to be full (of him).
18+
His angel sat there, feeling needy, but what was new?
She always needed him, wanted him, and to be fully emersed in him.
Harry was currently back from work, taking a nice hot shower after work, washing off all the stress that came with his job. But luckily enough for them, it was the weekend, and he wouldn’t have to return until days later.
She got up from the stool next to the kitchen island as the timer for the oven had gone off. She moved quickly to take it out and move it towards the dining table, even plating it up for him.
She was well aware of how hard work could be on him, so she did everything she could to make home as comfortable as possible. Even on the good days. No matter what, she did everything to make it easier on him, it was the least she could do. In a way, it was a small proportion and act of devotion she had for him.
He deserved nothing but the best as he treated her so good and she felt incredibly loved everyday.
With perfect timing, Harry came down the stairs, ready to eat. His hair damp from his shower, some droplets falling down and marking the tshirt he had thrown on. He smiled as soon as he saw her and the plated dinner.
Harry made his way over to the table, stopping behind her, arms wrapping around her shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss on her cheek and nuzzle his head into her neck, where he placed more soft kisses.
“Thank you for making dinner sweetheart, so good t’me.” God his tired voice was so hot. His freshly cleaned self had a woodsy sent that made her nearly feral.
He removed himself, to her dismay, and settled into the chair beside her, where he food was plated.
“Of course Harry, its the least I could do when you take such good care of me.” She smiled fondly at him while his whole expression softed even more.
“See what I mean, always so good t’me, such an angel.” His hand came up, palm resting on the side of her face and stroking his thumb across her cheek. Her eyes looked at her with such admiration, it was simple times like this that made her feel so loved.
Harry leaned in, placing a soft and chaste kiss on her lips before pulling away and both of them started on their meal.
She always felt so strongly about Harry, she adored everything he did. But today felt different, more prominent. As he ate, she couldn’t help but watch him with a dazed look.
He quickly noticed but wasn’t sure of what to think of it, he instead settled on talking with her, “Make sure y’eat the food you worked so hard to make lovey.” His gaze wandering to hers as she blushed and picked up her fork. But instead of eating, she kept pushing it around her plate, keeping her head down.
“I didn’t work that hard H, its a simple thing really.” He frowned, he didn’t like when she talked like that about herself.
“Don’t sell yourself short, I love how you do this f’me. It makes me feel special knowing my girlfriend goes out of her way to do this for me damn near every night, I really do appreciate it pet.” As she gazed up she noticed his furrowed eyebrows as he made his point to her.
“I love you Harry.” His frown was turned into a smile, as she looked at him with her dazed eyes. Although he was a little concerned with her slightly-off behavior, he didn’t want to bring it up in the moment.
“And I love you angel,” His hand reaching for hers, giving it a squeeze. “Now please eat your food, we can watch a movie after were done, hm?”
She nodded her head before focusing back on her plate. She wasn’t sure of this feeling she was having. She felt extra needy of him today and didn’t even know how to explain it to him. She didn’t think he had noticed, but she could never be sure with him as he was always excellent at observing her and knew exactly how she was feeling a lot of the time.
The feeling had came after this morning. He had woken her up with soft kisses that soon turned into passionate sex that left her wanting more. Although he wasn’t exactly able to do so with already running behind for work, she felt like she just needed to be filled again.
She tried focusing her mind on less dirty things and complied to his wishes of eating the dinner she had made, all she wanted to do was make him happy afterall.
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They both laid on the couch, completely entangled in eachother. Harry, rested on the bottom, with his angel laid overtop of him. His arms circled around her, hands rubbing comforting circles on her back, as a blanket was pulled over them. She felt so warm and cozy, but still had a missing piece that needed to be filled (literally).
She completely lost focus on the film that was on the screen, deciding being wrapped up in Harry completely was much more fulfilling as she moved to lay to head from his chest to where his shoulder and neck meet, pressing sweet kisses continuously before he spoke up.
“Whats wrong honey, hm? Love it to bits and pieces when you’re needy like this but y’worrying me a bit,” She felt embarrassment creep up her and she dug her head deeper into his skin that still had his bodywash scent lingering from his shower earlier. “I noticed something at dinner. You can tell me, I’m the last person to judge you sweetheart, just want to make sure you’re alright.” His hand kept rubbing reassuring circles into her back and she kept her face in his neck.
“I don’t know what wrong H. I’ve just been feeling like this since this morning. Like- like I need you, like full of you. I don’t know how to explain it- I haven’t felt like this before.” Her lips brushed his neck as she spoke lightly.
Although she might not of understood what was going on, he did. “Y’need to be filled sweetheart? Want me inside you hm?”
“Yes H. I’ve never felt like I just needed you in me, you know? I don’t know if it would feel nice for you, I just don’t want you to get disappointed.”
“I could never be disappointed by anything you give me. Whatever you want, you have it, okay? I’ll help you out angel but you need to tell me these things so you aren’t feeling crummy.” He lightly scolded her but she didn’t take it to hard. She knew he really did just want to please her whatever way he could.
“Okay, I’m sorry Harry.”
“Its alright angel, nothing to be sorry for.” He turned his head placing a kiss on her head before moving his hands further to pull his boxers down. “Now you just relax and keep my cock warm, hm? Sound nice?”
“Yes.” she breathed out before his hand moved to her panties before pulling them to the side.
He grabbed his cock, slowly dragging it up and down her folds that already managed to get wet- partially from her dirty thoughts she had previously been thinking about. “Already wet for me, such a good girl.”
His cock stopped dragging before it was pushed into her, slowly inserting inch by inch. Her breath hitched as more of him was in her and how great it felt after needing it all day.
“Is this what you needed pet? Needed this cock in you for your pussy to keep warm and snug?” He placed more kisses on your head, moving a hand up to stroke your hair.
“Yes daddy, feels so nice.” He grinned as knowing his angel was satisfied after needing it all day.
They both laid there as the movie continued, his cock staying snug inside her, and her fully satisfied with how complete she felt.
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Neglect*
A/N: I've returned with yet another fic!!! Hope y’all are excited because this ones lowkey a little unhinged (can't help myself when it comes to Harry's biceps yum). Anyways! I'm so glad to see you guys are liking my work so far!!! As a new writer, it's doing much better than I anticipated and I really appreciate the rebloggs, likes, and comments <3. Hope you guys enjoy this fic as much as the others!
Pairings: CEO soft dom H x subby reader
Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Daddy kink, licking and biting, fingering f recieving, RAW p in v (wrap it before you tap it guys), and dirty talk.
WC: 4,392
Summary: Harry has been a little neglectful of his angel. After not seeing much of each other for days, Harry misses a planned and promised dinner togther. He finds a good way to make it up to her though;).
You knew how stressful Harry’s job could get and you understood when he had rough days how he just wanted to relax. There was nothing wrong with it.
Running a company would be far more work than you could imagine so it made sense when he would be in a sour mood from a deal that had fallen through or partners not having his best interest.
You learned to be as comforting as possible as everything he did was mainly for you and your relationship.
But it’s also hard on you when it continuously happens day after day. Sure, every once in a while was normal, for anyone with a career, especially his.
It had been 2 weeks since you’ve noticed a drastic change in Harry. You’d fall asleep by yourself, no longer having the comfort of strong arms wrapped around you and steady breathing to be heard in your ear as you drifted into your dreams. Same thing in the morning, you’d wake up to his side of the bed cold. It was almost as if he was never there throughout the night. On top of that, dinner and breakfast - which used to consist of each of you asking about the others day and light kisses placed every now and then- now consisted of you sitting alone at the table in the quiet home.
If it wasn’t for the little things placed around the house or the short amount of time he’d be at home during the weekend, it would seem as though you didn’t live together. You’d notice the hand towel in the bathroom damp from his washing, or wrappers left on the counter as if he’d had a quick snack before he rushed out of the house.
Sure you’d text, but his normal cheekiness was replaced with dry responses and sometimes the texts wouldn’t even be answered until hours later.
If anything, the changes had made you scared and worried. You knew how time consuming his work could be and the effect it could take on him. But your relationship had never experienced this type of change for this long.
So of course the doubts overwhelmed your mind. Was he irritated with you? Was he not interested anymore? What if he found someone else, someone that wasn’t immature and needy like you were?
Of course there were never any signs that really made you think he thought these things of you. He always said how he adores how you want to be near him all the time. Despite that, you really can’t help it that this is what your mind turns to.
As you used to spend nearly every minute of free time with him, dinners, or simply laying in bed, the harsh withdrawal was making your head spin. You hadn’t been able to communicate with him as you’d like.
So you made the decision to stay up and wait for him. It was all in your head and simply talking to him in person for the first time in days would clear up everything… right?
Occupying yourself was difficult as the hours get later. You were restless trying to calm your nerves before you saw him. You shouldn’t be nervous though. It's Harry, the same Harry that would wake you up by pressing kisses all over your face and was able to make your toes curl when he hit all the right places.
You glazed at the clock again and the time glared back at you: 1:53 A.M. Why was he so late? He used to be home by 6, calling your name and smiling brightly when he would see you making your way towards him in the doorway.
You were soon pulled away from your thoughts as you heard the front door lightly close. He was home. You got up to walk towards the door of your bedroom and down the stairs. When you first saw him, you could see how disheveled he was.
His curls lay flat as it looked he ran his hand through them one too many times. His tie hung loosely from his neck as he untightened it. His eyes seemed to hardly stay open. In his hand, held a glass as he poured liquor into it before taking a sip.
Catching you out of the corner of your eye, his head whips to see your fragile frame standing at the end of the staircase.
“What’re you doing up sweetheart, it's nearly 2 in the morning?” his voice was soft and he had frown placed upon his lips
You shrugged and walked closer to stand in front of him. “I just haven’t seen you in a while H. Just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Your response was light as your wide eyes gazed up at him.
“I’m sorry honey. Works been shit, I know I haven’t been around as much as I would like but I promise when this shits over I’ll be around you so much you might get sick of me.” He gave a small smile, before taking the cup of liquor back up to his mouth.
“It’s okay H. I know how it gets and I’m sorry you have to deal with it,” Your arms moved to wrap around him, feeling him for the first time in what felt like ages. Your head rested against his chest, hearing his heart beating softly as his arms made their way around you too. “What if we have dinner tomorrow night? We can catch up and I’ll make a nice home cooked meal for you. Maybe watch a movie after?”
“I’d love nothing more angel, always so good to me aren’t you?” The double meaning made you blush but you hit yourself deeper in his chest, already feeling excited for the following night. “Promise I’ll be here at 6 on the dot, can’t wait to spend time with my favorite girl. Now go lay down, I’m going to get ready for bed and I’ll be with you in just a tick.” His arm around your waist slid down as he lightly patted your ass as a signal to move.
You giddily made your way back up the stairs and jumped into bed, being excited to have the feeling of his arms around you again.
Harry soon made his way to the bed as he finished up in the bathroom. Sliding in between the sheets, his arms immediately went around you and pulled your body as close as possible to his.
His hand rubbing your back, light kisses pressed to the top of your head made it easy for you to relax and drift off. After being deprived of his affection for days, you were the most comfortable you have ever been in your life.
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When you woke up, you thought you had imagined last night. Opening your eyes, his side of the bed was once again empty and cold. It was hard to refrain from frowning, but remembering the promise of a night together for the first time in ages, you couldn’t be too upset.
Your excitement of dinner with your lover had you rushing to get out of bed and get ready for the day. You spent the day shopping for groceries, not being able to make up your mind on what to make him, your cart ending up being full with multiple ingredients. You decided to make a decision when you’d get home rather than right in the moment. Picking up snacks for the movie and grabbing his favorite sweets.
Once arriving home in the afternoon, you were too giddy not to start. Deciding on a pasta dish, one of his favorites, you thought it’d be perfect for the occasion.
Not having heard from him yet that day, you shrugged it off. After seeing him last night and feeling him, you were put at ease. He looked you in the eyes and promised to be home. You thought he was simply keeping busy at work to get ahead so he could finally be home at his normal time.
However, those thoughts soon started slipping after it neared 6.
The table had been set, food plated, you even dug out a fancy wine and poured it into both glasses. You sat sitting at the table with a frown on your face. He couldn’t possibly of forgotten?
You tried reassuring yourself. He's busy, he wants to be here, maybe he's just going to be held back a little past 6, no worries!
But when the clock neared 7 you felt less hopeful.
You pulled out your phone, maybe he was on his way and stuck in traffic?
To: H💗- Hi honey, just wanted to check in… are you almost home? I love you
You set your phone down on the table, watching it intensely as though that would make him respond faster.
However, the text went unanswered as the minutes passed and you began to accept he wasn’t going to be home.
Only a few bites were taken of your pasta before you decided you weren’t hungry anymore. You began cleaning up and putting the leftovers into containers.
You wrapped his plate and left it in the fridge so he could still easily warm it up when he came home.
As you moved to the bedroom you looked at the clock again to notice the time was past 11. Wanting to make one last attempt you reached for your phone and clicked his contact and pressed your phone to your ear.
The ringing continued until his voicemail was heard. Hanging up you tossed your phone before running your hands over your face.
Your chest felt achy. You couldn’t help as the disappointment was seeping through you. Having the built up frustration of no contact with him and Harry’s broken promise to be at home tonight, you felt tears slide down your face.
You knew how important his job was to him but that didn’t mean being put on the back burner hurt any less.
Tears flowed as you made your way to the spare bedroom. Was it petty? Sure, but you didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as him despite the fact that he’ll slip out in the morning without a trace, like he was never there.
Laying on your side the tears streaming down and soaked into the pillow case. All these emotions ran through your head, not really sure how exactly you should be feeling.
Should you be completely understanding? His career is important, he worked so hard for it and provided you with everything you could ever want and more.
Should you be angry? You planned this, got excited and put so much effort into a meal he couldn’t show up for after leaving you at home and deprived of his affection for 2 weeks.
Should you be sad? He made you have expectations of him being home tonight and enjoy the night in together. He promised you to be here after being absent all those other nights and you just miss his presence.
Your mind unsettled, tears never ending, and you weren’t sure how you managed to fall asleep.
However, you were sure of being woken up from the gentle stroking of fingers through your hair and light kisses being pressed to your hand that was intertwined with his and held up to his mouth.
Your eyes opened to find his on you already and a frown took over his face as he noticed the puffiness and redness that accommodated your eyes. Confirming his fears of you being upset with him, which you had every right to be in his mind.
“Hi sweetheart.” He spoke softly to you and pressed more kisses to your hand and wrist as he sat crouched on the side of the bed.
“Hi.” You whispered, eyes darting to the wall behind him, finding it difficult to look at him. Besides, that's really all he had to say for himself?
He sighed as he stood up and went to sit on the edge of the bed in front of your body. His hand that was stroking your hair moved to join his other, both now holding your hand and his lips consistently pressed kisses before he spoke up again.
“I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am, angel.”
You felt the tears crawl back up and your throat tighten at the reminder of last night and how excited you had been. You blinked continuously before just closing your eyes and responding “It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not,” His grip tightened on your hand, “You were upset enough to sleep in here and I don’t blame you. I’ve been shit at being with you, I know that. Last night was my wake up call. I promise you-”
You cut him off, taking a dig at him, “Like you promised to be home last night? After I spent all day looking forward to you coming home and finally spending time with me? I don’t mean to be needy H, I know how important your job is to you and everything you’ve worked for. But I can’t shake how I felt last night and how you completely disregarded me yesterday. I’ve missed you, I’ve missed being around you and spending time with you. I don’t like being a second thought this consistently.” You felt the tears finally slip down your face as you pulled your hand away from his to wipe at them.
Harry just looked at you, seeming at a loss of words. You could tell by his demeanor that he was sorry but it’s hard to just move past.
“I don’t mean for it to come off as that love. I promise you are important to me, more than my career. I love spending time with you and I know how neglectful I’ve been. You have every right to be upset with me. I will spend everyday making it up to you and you have my word on this. I let it get out of control and I realize how upset you are and I don’t intend on making you feel like that ever again. You’re my girl, and my girl deserves nothing but the best.” His eyes looked urgently into yours, his hand resting on top of the sheets over your thighs.
You move your hand to rest on top of his, eyes meeting him again.
“I trust you H. I just don’t want this to happen again. I love being with you in our home and having time together. But if it’s just you leaving work late and going in early, it’s difficult for us to do that and makes everything harder. I love you and want this to work out more than anything.”
“It will, I promise angel. I need you and I promise I won’t let this happen again.”
You nodded your head, as he began to lean down and pressed his lips to yours, muttering, “I’m sorry honey”, “It won’t happen anymore”, and “I hate seeing you upset”.
At first the kiss was soft and slow, enjoying the feeling of both of you connected at the lips for the first time in forever. Then, slowly the urgency began to grow. Lips smacking could be heard as Harry moved to lay on top of you, holding himself up by his thick arms, lips never parting yours. Your mouth slightly opens as you go to lick as his bottom lip. He quickly followed, opening his mouth to you when your tongues licked the others. Feeling the excitement begin to pool in your panties you move your hands to grab his upper arms.
It became a mess, spit pooling in the corners of your lips, him licking into your mouth. You began to whine as he began to grind down onto you.
His hand slowly traced down your side, reading your shorts as he toyed with them. He parted from your lips, “May I, sweetheart?”
Without hesitation you eagerly nodded your head and his fingers slipped below the shorts, under your panties and soon reached your soaking folds. His lips were shortly back on yours, pressing eagerly as he brought the fingers soaked in your juices up to your clit and began circling it. Your breath hitched, pausing the kisses, but that didn’t stop him from continuing.
He pulled his fingers from you, but grabbed your shorts and shoving them down along with your panties before he returned them back to your wetness.
His middle finger eventually made its way to your hole, where he made sure to get it covered before slipping it in. A sharp gasp was heard slipping from your mouth. You spent so long without having him like this, making it all the more rewarding.
Harry’s kisses soon began to travel down your face as he reached your neck and lightly peppered them all over. His hand pulled back and was brought up to your face, where his ring and middle fingers were pressed against your lips.
“Go ahead and slobber them up for me, puppy.” You were compliant, opening your mouth and giving him what he wanted.
His fingers laid flat on your tongue as you sucked them, loving the taste. You had your tongue flick them up and down, swirled around them tasting your own excitement on them. He watched intensely as he pushed you by shoving them farther back, almost down your throat. You gagged but didn’t mind as saliva pooled in your mouth and got them slippery, just like he wanted. He groaned before he pulled them out and brought them back to your pussy before shoving them inside you without warning.
You moaned, clenching around his fingers, loving how they felt inside of you. He quickly thrust them in and out, and placed more kisses down your neck to your collarbones.
“Are you ready for my cock puppy, hm? Missed you so much it's aching to be inside this tight cunt of yours.”
Your hips grinded up into his hands as an immediate reflex to the words coming out of his mouth.
“Yes, yes, please d-daddy I missed your cock.” You whined at him, eyes glazing over.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He sat up, quickly undoing his pants and tugging them down along with his boxers before stroking himself. He quickly sat back on his knees and gazed at your leaking cunt as his hand slid up and down his member, letting out a hiss and a curse under his breath at the contact.
His cock was soon lined up with your hole as he pushed in and let out a groan, before he fell over top of you with one elbow holding him up on the side of your head, the other grasping your waist to keep you steady.
His cock was pushed further and further inside of you before he bottomed out and held it there for a moment.
The feeling of him inside of you was like no other. You felt so full and happy. Clenching around him, he moaned into your neck.
“Jesus Christ puppy. Don’t know how I left you all alone for this long when you feel this fucking good. So mean of me, can’t tell you I’m sorry enough,” He pulled back and thrust himself back in, keeping his pace consistent. “You’re so tight and wet, cunts just leaking around my cock isn’t it baby.” You moaned in response, nails digging into his back.
“Faster daddy p-please, feels so good, I missed you.” You felt tears leaking from how good it felt to have him back inside you filling you up and making the knot in your tummy grow.
“So sweet f’me, I missed you too baby, never happening again. Feels so good.” His thrusts began to pick up as the wet noises of your bodies connecting was heard.
Your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of all the right places he was hitting. His cock felt so good in your pussy, like he was made just for you. You open your eyes to the feeling of his fingers on your clit, rubbing messy circles.
Your moans were borderline pornographic at how good everything felt. His head leaning down to capture your lips as the messy smacking returned. His kisses trailed down to your neck as he began to nip at the skin and sooth it with his tongue. His thrusts sending the headboard into the wall, creating a loud thumping noise. You turned your head, giving him better access to your neck, hands climbing into his hair to tug, his thrusts not letting up.
As your eyes focused on what was in your eyeline - his biceps. His sweaty, tatted, and muscular biceps looked too good to be true. It was flexing as he held himself up and how good you felt, you couldn’t restrain yourself from leaning closer and licking the sweat that was sliding down. He just looked too good, all sweaty and disheveled. You eagerly lapped at his biceps, moving your tongue all around before biting. Not enough to cause too much pain, but enough to leave a mark. You were such a needy slut for his body, especially the tattooed areas.
You grow wetter at the remembrance of the tiger he had on his thigh and how you've always dreamed of riding it. How good it would feel to rub your wet pussy on it as he encouraages you, tells you what a good girl you are. How he'd make you kneel on the floor and lick up your juices that were left on it after you cum.
The filled in heart and the inked nails on the inner side got the most of your attention. As your tounge licked a fat stripe acrossed both of them, you whined at how hot he was. The top of the anatomical heart was also eagerly lapped and nipped at. They just looked too good to ignore.
Harry didn’t seem to mind as he let out a breathy laugh, almost amused at your fixation of his biceps.
Once you started, you couldn’t stop from continuously biting, leaving little marks along his muscles. Although the tattoos made it hard to see a lot of them, that didn’t stop you. You licked over each mark that was left, collecting his sweat along the way.
The immense arousal you had was overwhelming. His thrusts not letting him, neither was his hand on your little clit. Your clenching became more frequent the more he thrust and the more you had your fun with his bicep.
“You gonna cum for me baby? Feel this cunt getting tighter and wetter by the second.” His words were whispered in your ear as he moved up from your neck to bite at your lobe.
“Ye-yes daddy, I’m so close, so close I need it so bad.” Your breath was cooling as you breathed out your words against his slobbered up bicep and eagerly began licking stripes up it again.
Your hands pulled his hair as the knot grew more intense, he groaned against you before pulling your face back to meet his.
“Wanna watch you cum for me. Go ahead and cum on my cock baby, cum like the good girl you are.” His sentence alone was enough to set you off, you felt it burst in your stomach as you cried out and clenched around him. Your mouth in an O shape as his lips met yours. “Thaaats it puppy, good fucking girl.”
He kept thrusting, rubbing your clit to ride you through your orgasm as his approached.
“Fuck you look so good. Can I come in this pretty pussy baby, hm? Is that okay?” His minty breath panted on you as you nodded with widened eyes.
“Yes yes, please come in my pussy daddy. Wanna feel your cum leak out of me.” You practically begged him. Curses slipped out of his mouth as he finally let go.
His sweaty hair stuck to his head, sweat dripping down his face, and down his neck as he tilted it back moaning as his cum spilled into you.
You once again couldn’t help yourself as you leaned up licking the sweat that dripped down him. There was something just so erotic about it that turned you on like nothing else.
He kept thrusting into you as his cum filled up your pussy. You kept tounging at his neck and nibbling to show your immense appreciation.
“Jesus fuck baby felt so fucking good. Did so good for me, I love you.” His thrusting stopped at his head tilted to look at you again. Harry’s lips connected with yours showing all the appreciation he could.
“I love you so much.” You murmured against his lips.
He pulled out of you sooner than you would’ve liked, as his cum slowly followed. He intensely watched it drip out of your cunt as he let out a “fuck” under his breath as his chest heaved.
You were completely spent. Laying down with your eyes closed but you could still feel the weight of him shifting off the mattress. You quickly opened your eyes and whined as you grabbed his hand to keep him from leaving.
“It’s okay baby, just gonna run to the bathroom to grab something to clean you up, I’ll be right back.” He leaned down, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips. You reluctantly let go of his hand as he moved to the bathroom.
Hearing a drawer close, he soon returned next to you and lightly wiped at the cum leaking from your pussy.
Accidently, he nudged your clit with the fabric, causing you to twitch and a grunt to leave your lips.
“I’m sorry baby, I’ll be more careful.” He leaned down, and his lips pressed a light kiss onto your clit.
“Don’t be mean H.” You glared at him as he let out a light laugh.
His body moved back up, where he leaned down pressing another kiss, this time to your lips.
“I love you angel. Wanna get up and we can go back to bed? Can spend all of tomorrow together if you’d like? Whatever you want.” he grinned at you as you brush your fingers through the loose curl against his forehead.
“I love you too Harry. Can we shower first?” Your voice light as he nodded and grabbed your hand to help you sit up.
“I’d love nothing more.”
You both walked to the bathroom before taking off the remaining clothes that lingered on your bodies and stepping into the warm water.
“No funny business, I’m spent and have a whole list of ideas we can do today.” You look up at him accusingly.
“That’s so weird, I also have a list of things we can do today.” His cheeky undertone led you to quirk and eyebrow at him for him to continue. “I meant I have a whole list of things I can do to you today.”
You blushed, feeling heat crawl up your face as you hid yourself in his chest while he just laughed and helped you clean yourself.
Stuffy*
A/N: Hi guys!! So happy to see my last fic got some attention and it seems y'all liked it so I thought I'd post another. LMK what you think and send in some requests if you'd like, not sure when I'll post next but I hope you guys enjoy this one as well!
pairing: soft dom H x sub reader
WC: a little under 2k
Summary: Harry comes home to find his angel in a compromising position, but they help each other out.
Warnings: humping, dirty talk, oral (f&m receiving), fingering F recieving, daddy kink, spit play. (I think thats all? just know its low key filthy)
18+
Out of all the things Harry thought he would walk into, he never expected you to be humping a stuffy while tears streamed down your face.
He had been at work all day, long meetings and boring paperwork that slowly drained the life out of him. He loved his job sure, days like this though made him want to walk away and never come back. His bunny was sweet enough to send him encouraging texts throughout the day and figured she'd be asleep by the time he returned home. Much to his surprise, this was clearly not the case.
She turned her head when she heard their bedroom door open but that didn’t stop her hips from moving across the stuffy that lay between her legs.
“What's this all about bunny?” He spoke softly, moving towards the bed to grab her chin in his palm as he lightly thumbed away the tears that moved down her cheeks.
She whined and he gave her a pointed look, she knows she has to explain herself. “Daddy it hurts so bad, I can’t h-help it.” She let out a soft sob as her clit grazed the beaded nose and he felt his heart clench a little.
“What do you mean darling, what hurts?”
“My pussy daddy, I need you to help me, please. I’ve been trying, I just can’t make it go away.” His eyes couldn’t break away from the very noticeable damp spot on her panties and how it only seemed to grow the more she grinded down.
“Why didn’t you say something sweetheart, hm? You’ve been texting me all day.”
“I-I know how rough your day was, I d-didn’t want you to have to look after me w-when you had a lot going on and I thought I could do it myself.” Tears continued leaking out of her eyes and he tried to wipe them away with his thumbs.
“You know I’m supposed to look after you, I love looking after you.” He pointedly looked at her after her previous statement. “Even if I had a rough day, I would love nothing more than to take care of you and your sweet little pussy.”
She let out another cry, reaching her hands to hold the wrists that were cupping her face. She needed to feel some part of him. Already being worked up, him showing up home with an unbuttoned shirt and pants that clung to his hips wasn’t helping. She moved her hands to tug on the pants and pull them and his boxers down. His growing erection now right in your face.
A gentle hiss left his throat as you quickly spat in your hands and began to stroke his length up and down. While still rocking your hips against the stuffy, your neck bent and you happily licked at him. He watched intensely as your tongue made its way from his base all the way to the tip before you sucked the precum that was sitting there. Letting out a gentle moan at the taste vibrated against his cock and he felt all the tension leave him.
His head falling back with a slight grunt at the way you began taking his length in your mouth and hands occupying his balls. “That's it, good girl. So sweet t’me.” At the sentence alone you grind your hips harder and took him deeper. Bobbing your head, his hands reached to pull and tug your hair back. Spit was easily drooling down his cock and pooling near his balls when you pulled back to give them some love. Moving your hand up and down his cock you licked and sucked his balls and made sure they were fully coated in your spit before taking him in your mouth again.
“It tastes so good daddy, I missed you.” You greedily licked the tip as more of his cum dribbled out. When you took him all the way you heard him let out a loud moan at the feeling of your tight throat constricting around him. “I’m gonna cum bunny, doing so well.” His words only encouraged you to fasten your movements. Your panties felt flooded at the noises and curses especaping his mouth as he finally came and his cum filled your mouth. Your hands moved from his balls to help stroke him and milk his cock completely dry and give you everything he had to offer. “That’s it bunny, swallow daddy’s cum.” With your mouth full you happily swallowed and opened your mouth wide to show him.
He beamed as he looked at you, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip before leaning in and encapsulating your mouth with his. Your tongue greedily licked into his mouth, moaning as his lips sucked around your tongue. Your kiss was messy as you licked into each other and he stroked your neck. His hand soon reached to take your neck, squeezing it before he pulled you back away from him.
“Go lay down. Going to help your poor pussy out honey.” Your pussy ached the moment you climbed off the stuffy and towards the headboard. Your hair laying across the pillows and your thighs clenched together. Harry completely discarded his clothes that had been resting by his ankles and climbed up on the bed. His hands gripped your thighs as he pulled them apart and his eyes quickly zeroed in on the flimsy panties that were doing a poor job at covering you up.
His hands tightly gripped your thighs as he pushed your legs up, your knees resting up by your chest. “Hold your thighs for me bunny.” You quickly complied, hands resting on the backs of your thighs as you kept your legs up in order for him to have easy access to you.
He tsked and mockily pouted at you just from the state of your panties, the current position making your cunt almost swallow your thong. “My poor bunny. Look at the mess we got here. Waited all day for me, humped your little stuffy, and took me down your throat like a good girl. Your pussy is just aching for me, isn't it honey?”
“Yes daddy. Needed you so bad.” You spoke as you gazed at him, his eyes still fixated on the condition of your panties.
“I can see that. Bet it’s just waiting to be licked up.” His hands on the sides of your ass moved to grab the side of your panties, expecting him to pull them down, he did the opposite. Your panties now pulled up higher as he gazed at the way your pussy swallowed the panties, your lips now on either side. You couldn’t help but let out a whine at the friction it caused to your clit. His index finger moving to stroke your folds that were bulging against the fabric. Once he made contact with your clit you couldn’t help but speak up.
“Daddy p-please. I’ve needed you so bad.” You whimpered out. He looked up to see your watery eyes. Who was he to deny you? He hand left and soon your panties were pulled down, a string of your juices connecting and you saw his eyes darken when he made eye contact with your bare cunt.
“Oh bunny, look at this poor, weepy, little pussy. She's a mess f’me.” His lips pressed to your thighs as he took in a deep breath and groaned. “God you smell so fucking good. Gonna lick you up and make it all better. Doesn’t that sound nice angel?” You eagerly nodded and anticipated his next move.
He wasted no more time, immediately diving in by licking a fat stripe up your folds, tasting your juices. You let out a sob at the feeling, what you have been waiting for all day and it felt incredible. His tongue licked up all your excitement that kept leaking, not swallowing it, but spitting it right back out on your clit and eagerly lapping at it. You couldn’t help but drop your hands from your thighs and reach for his hair. Wanting to pull and tug on it but his movements were paused as he lifted his head.
“Nuh uh angel. You gotta hold your thighs up f’me, be a good girl.” You pouted but nevertheless moved your hands back to your thighs to keep them held up. He smiled appreciatively at you before diving back in.
His tongue making kitten licks at your clit as the noises that left your mouth were obscene. His hands tightened on the sides of your ass as you kept wiggling, finding it hard to stay still. Harry’s tongue didn’t let up. He kept slurping at the juices coming from your weepy hole and groaned against you.
“God baby, you’re so fucking wet,” his one hand reaching up and using to fingers to spread your pussy lips. “Juices are leaking everywhere honey, taste so good.” He licked up more of your arousal, spat it against your clit once again before his fingers took over to trace circles against you. His tongue soon prodded at your hole before he licked into it.
You couldn’t help the moans that escaped you. His lips, tongue, and fingers felt so good. Harry, appreciating the feedback, just became more eager to please you. His fingers replaced his tongue, inserting two into your pussy and his tounge connecting with your clit had your eyes rolling back. He swirled it against you, sucking on your clit as he groaned at the noises of your wet pussy and his fingers.
“God honey, pussy’s fucking soaking for me isn’t it? Just swallowing up my fingers and leaking juices everywhere.” He looked up at you between your thighs to see you watching with your lips parted in an o shape at how incredible it felt. Both his lips and fingers parting from you, making you almost whine as the knot in your tummy was approaching its breaking point. “Want to feel you cum on my tongue bunny. Wanna taste your cum leaking out of your pretty pink pussy.” His palm came down your pussy, slapping it. His cold and thick rings leaving a stinging that was soon soothed by his tongue connecting again and lapping you up.
You cried out, finding it more difficult than ever to keep your hands on your thighs and not tug his hair. You knew better though. Keeping some restraint, you leaned back, closing your eyes at how good it felt and how close you were.
“Daddy, I’m g-gonna cum, can I please cum.”
“Of course you can cum baby, be a good girl and cum for me.” The combination of his slurping against your pussy, him brutally fingering you, and the lewd noises that came from both, the knot finally burst.
You cried out, hands at last touching his hair and pulling as he licked you through your orgasm. He didn’t pull your hands away, simply letting it slide this time as you tugged his locks and scratched at his scalp. Your hips rocked into his face at the incredible high you were experiencing. He kept slurping at your pussy until he collected all your juices.
Instead of swallowing, he simply climbed up to you before tugging your lips open and spitting it into your open mouth. He roughly pressed his lips to yours. His tongue pushed your excitement all around your mouth as you did the same to him, both of you groaning at how filthy it was. He parted from you watching you swallow your own juices and smirked.
“Did so good for me baby. Such a fucking angel.” You smiled back at him, grabbing his shoulders to bring him in for another kiss. Parting from each other, he grabbed you to clean up.
Soon returning back to the bed from the bathroom, you both fall asleep in each other's arms, beyond tired but extremely content.
Undone*
A/N: Hi! first fic is here!!! first time really writing smut in general so my apologies if its horrendous. Not completely sure when I'll post again but hope this finds a reader who enjoys it ;)
Pairing: soft dom harry x sub f reader
Warnings: dry humping (if you blink you'll miss it), fingering f receiving, kinda soft degrading? (idk on that one), Brief mention of oral m receiving, dirty talk. I think that's all tbh
Summary: While watching Harry work, his angel keeps a watchful gaze on him and finds her mind drifting to sinful thoughts. After finding out what she needs, he takes good care of her.
18+ only
“Are you alright angel?”
Harry sat in his office chair, his suit crisp and sleek. While you laid on the couch only a couple feet from him. He looked good. He always looked good, but it was like you were seeing him for the first time all over again.
It hadn’t been long that you two were together, a loving relationship that bloomed only a couple months ago. Some things were still new but you didn’t mind, everyday with him was a gift.
Being shy was one of your main qualities, despite being with him for a bit, it was hard to act assertive around Harry as he carried a sense of intimidation. You loved every bit of it though, it was hard not to when it led to a steamy life between the sheets.
“Mhm, I’m okay, just thinking.” The response left him puzzled as the crease between his eyebrows became more noticeable.
“Thinking about what sweetheart?”
You paused. It wasn’t easy to just spit out all the dirty thoughts you collected of him while you laid there and watched him simply work. He was, by far, too attractive to not have your mind go there.
Your mind had been filled with how last night his stomach muscles flexed after taking him in your mouth. The moans he let slip past his perfectly pink lips every time you slid your tongue around his tip and sucked. It was ethereal how his sweaty hair clung to his forehead as he whispered how good you were to him along with a string of curses every now and then.
As the pictures from last night flashed in your mind and embarrassment flooded you, you simply spat out something that would save you: “Just you.”
He smiled, but you could tell he knew there was more to it. He could see your thighs clenching together. How you had a dazed look in your eyes as you spoke to him. He could even see the flush of pink that snuck up your neck, upwards to your face.
He responded by pushing his chair out and muttering a “C’mere”. As you got up from his couch, you walked over and he patted his thigh for you to make yourself at home.
Your thighs were placed on both sides of his as he wrapped his inked arms around you to hold you steady. His big hands laid on your waist as he held you to his view.
“You’re cute, promise I’ll be with you in just a tick sweet thing. Just about finished up here and you’ll have my full attention.” You nodded and placed your face between his shoulder and neck, arms moved to wrap around his neck and you closed your eyes to just enjoy his presence all around you. His one hand soon moved to your back and he rubbed comforting circles, the other returning back to the computer.
It didn’t take long for the hand on your back to join the other with the computer. Already missing the touch you whined quietly and tighten your arms around his neck as if to make up for the lost contact.
Harry, if he heard the noise come from you, decided to ignore it while keeping his focus on the screen.
You sighed, getting more comfortable in your position and let your thoughts drift again. Remembering how good his hands felt on your back made you think of where else they felt good. He always was so good with them, stroking through your folds, playing with your special button. You especially liked them around your throat, your own personalized necklace. You loved the feeling of his fingers being inserted in and out of you. How the veins of his hands became much more prominent as he worked them in you continuously. How strong they were when they picked you up or when he simply let them wander around your body.
Through the enticing daydreams you’d been having, you hadn’t realized how your hips slowly began to rock down onto Harry. However, his hands grabbing your hips and halting the movements and moving you to look at him made it known.
“What do you think you’re doing angel?”. He looked at you with his eyebrow quirked up and a knowing look on his face. Immediately the embarrassment came flooding through you all over again. Your eyes darted to your lap as your hands moved from his neck to in between your bodies. Playing with your hands suddenly seemed like the most interesting thing in the world as you let a simple shrug be your response.
Harry sighed as he moved his hand to your face and tilted your neck up to be sure you were looking at him.
“I asked you a question.” His eyes stared into yours as he looked at you expectantly to respond.
“I’m sorry Harry.” Shame filled you as you tried to turn your head downwards again but his hand on your face kept you from doing so.
“That’s not an answer angel. I asked you what you were doing.” His eyes still connected with yours. His thumb started tracing along your jawline as you built up some courage to speak.
“I- I just was thinking about you, I didn’t mean to do that. I was just thinking of how good you make me feel, I’m sorry.” you spoke softly. His thumb paused only for a moment as you spoke to him, soon continuing its path along your jaw. His other hand reached for one of yours that was laid in your lap. He could easily notice your shameful eyes as they were casted downwards, too scared to look him in the eyes anymore.
“Can you look at me? Want to see your pretty eyes,” You hesitantly lifted your eyes to gaze into his. He had a soft smile on his lips and was gazing at you gently. “There she is,” You couldn’t help but smile back at him. “You have nothing to be sorry for angel. If I had known you were feeling like this I could’ve taken care of you.”
“I didn’t want to interrupt you. I mean I already sort of did, but I know you said you were finishing up, I just need you.” You spoke barely above a whisper, as these things were hard to admit. You know he wouldn’t judge you, but it’s still the premise of it that fills you with embarrassment.
“Thank you for telling me. Why don’t you go into our room hm? I’ll be there in just a moment and I can help you out, alright?”. He left a slight tap on your ass from his hand as you scrambled to climb off of him. Muttering an “okay” you made your way to the bedroom as excitement coursed through you at what was to come.
After sitting on the bed for a couple minutes in anticipation, Harry made his way through your doorway. “Stand up for me, pet.” You made your way to him where he gently grabbed your waist, your eyes gazing at his. He slowly leaned down to press his lips to yours. You followed along without a second thought. It wasn’t rushed or messy, but slow and precise. He parted with a smack, “Such a sweet thing for me aren’t you?” you smiled and reached up to kiss him once more. His hands reached for the bottom of your shirt, pausing for your permission, as you eagerly nodded your head, it traveled up and soon was tossed over your head. Your shorts were next as he pulled them down and you lightly stepped out of them. He paused looking at you in just your bra and panties. A light pink adorned your breasts, flattering as the cups accentuated you and the thong you decided to wear was making it hard for him to think straight. “So pretty, d’you wear this just for me angel?”
You meekly nodded your head, already feeling a pool between your thighs just from how he was looking at your set. He slowly turned you around to get a look at how all of you looked in the lace. Catching how his eyes lingered on your ass. His hands soon came up and toyed with the straps of your bra. Sliding his fingers up and down between the strap and your skin gently. Moving from the straps he grazed his hands to gently cup your tits. He leaned down and began his trail of kisses from each one. His finger hooked into the cups and pulled them down as he took a step back just to admire. His thumb came up and gently brushed over your nipple and you immediately let out a barely-audible gasp. You saw the smirk that crossed his face before he leaned down and took the same nipple into his mouth while still grazing the other one. You felt his tongue swirl around before he switched to the other. Gently nipping at it, he began to pull back before reaching his hand back to unclasp the bra. He slid the straps from around your arms and tossed it to the floor before continuing his work. Pinching your nipple while sucking on the other nearly had you done for. Your hands reached for his hair as you tugged harder on the strands when he sucked noticeably harder. A light groan soon was felt against your skin as he pulled back and began dropping to his knees. Leaving a strand of kisses, his hands that once were on your breasts left to toy with the sides of your panties. His kisses soon reached right above the top of the thong as he leaned back. He soon noticed the clear darkened spot right where you needed him most and a smirk crossed his face again.
“It looks like you needed me didn’t you, poor thing.” He mocked a sympathetic frown as you began to whimper and clench your thighs together. He tutted at you as he pressed to move them back apart. He began to tug the thong down slowly, noticing how it clung to your pussy and your strings of excitement followed and the panties made their way past your thighs and down your legs. They soon joined the rest of your clothes in a pile and he made his way to stand back up. Confusion crossed your face but soon disappeared after he grabbed your hand and led you to the large mirror leaning against the wall in the room. He pulled you with him as he sat down, his legs bent and spread as he sat you between them pulled your legs across his spread thighs, leaving you completely open to him. You watched in the mirror as he caressed his hands all over you, except where you were anticipating him the most. He kissed your neck slowly and made his way to your shoulders before lifting his head and meeting your gaze in the mirror. “You look so pretty puppy. Look at you all spread and open for me.”
You whimpered, beginning to lose patience as his hands slid up and down your thighs. You could see and feel your wetness begin to pool and leak down you. As you began to get desperate you worked up the courage to speak up.
“Please daddy, I really need you.” your widened eyes still looking at him in the mirror.
“Oh, I’m daddy now, hm?” He looked at you expectantly as he wanted for a response and you whined once again. “I can’t do anything if you don’t tell me what you want, whining won’t get you anywhere with me angel, speak up.”
“I want you to touch me.”
“I am touching you baby.” he made the point as he slid his hands from your thighs and traced up to your breasts and he squeezed them in his palms.
“N-no not there.” You whimpered.
“Oh? Where am I supposed to touch you then?” You felt your wetness leak down to your ass as you meekly answered him.
“My pussy daddy.” He gave you his signature smirk and kissed your cheek.
“That’s my good girl. Knew you could do it.” His hands reached to gather yours and tugged them to be behind your back as his left hand held them together at the wrist. His right hand slowly moved from your breast where you told him you needed it. His fingers easily slid through your folds and he began to tsk at you. “Poor baby, look at the mess you made. Your poor pussy is leaking everywhere.” You nodded sadly in response and gazed as his slender, inked hand moved up and down. “It just needs some attention doesn’t it? This poor button needs touched too, I bet.” His fingers that collected the wetness slowly slid up and circled your clit. He made sure to continue his wet kisses to your neck and slow circles around your clit. “Look at yourself, making a mess when I hardly touched you, so worked up just thinking about me. Your poor cunt all puffy and needy for daddy isn’t it.” You moaned softly at how just his words were turning you on. Watching in the mirror as he sped up his fingers on your clit and beginning to get more desperate.
“Please daddy I need your fingers so bad.” You gasped out, finding it hard to focus as his fingers were teasing you just from playing with your clit.
“Since you asked so nicely puppy,” He soon halted the movements on your clit as his fingers went to collect more of the wetness that leaked before pushing into you. Your legs tensed up around him feeling the need to close them at how good it already felt. “Nuh uh, keep those relaxed, you wanted this, remember?” His hand left your pussy to deliver a light slap on your thigh as you let out another moan.
“M’ sorry daddy.” You whispered and began to relax your legs again as he moved to insert his fingers again.
“It’s okay pup, just relax, let daddy make you feel good.” He slowly inserted another and began to pick up the pace. The noise of how wet you were along with his fingers moving in and out of you would’ve made you blush if not for how good it felt. His fingers curled as he continued his work and it nearly made you double over. His fingers reaching a spot you never could with your own making the knot in your stomach approach quickly. “That the spot baby? Hm? Does that feel good in your tight little pussy?”
“Y-yes daddy, feels so good.” He smirked and began to pick up the pace making you watch with wide eyes. The knot growing bigger as he kept working his fingers through you and it felt incredible. He soon released the hand he had on your wrists and let it collect the juices spilling out around his fingers. He reached up and held them by your mouth, his eyes still looking at yours in the mirror, “Open your mouth.” with your jaw slack, he placed his fingers on your tongue and you greedily lapped at them. Bringing your hand up to hold his wrist to your mouth you sucked on his fingers making them covered in your spit. A string connected from your lips to his fingertips as he pulled them out and moved to circle your clit.
With the combination of his fingers circling you and the other hand still working its way into you it didn’t take long for you to reach a high point.
“Daddy,” you whimpered out, “I-I’m going to cum.” As if instinct, Harry sped his fingers working inside of you, curling and making you cry out. His fingers on your clit didn’t let up.
“Go on and cum for me puppy, you look so pretty when you come undone. Want to feel this cunt squeezin’ my fingers.” Your moans were hard to control at this point as you felt yourself get closer and closer to the breaking point. Watching his hands that you were fantasizing about only an hour prior continuously working into your pussy had you speechless. His biceps flexing as he worked to make you reach your climax had you wanting to turn and take a bite.
As you heard how loud your juices and his fingers were filling the room it only made you more excited.
“C’mon baby go ahead and cum for me. Your pretty pussy is soaking my fingers just wanting you to come undone for me puppy.” His words rang through your ears as you reached the tipping point. The knot in your stomach had come undone and you moaned out as you squeezed his fingers, finally cumming. “That’s it, good girl, good fucking girl for me.” His fingers slowly went in and out, the others circling slowly to help work you through your high as you panted heavily. He left kisses on the side of your face, continuing down to your neck.
“Thank you daddy, feels so good.” you whisper as he slowly pulls his hands away from you and reaches to turn you towards him. He holds your face to connect his lips with yours. Messily kissing him back you don’t bother pulling away even when your lungs are begging you to.
“You’re welcome angel, did so good for me.” He left chaste kisses from your lips, your cheeks, and all over your face to show his appreciation. “Let's get you all cleaned up and in bed, hm?” You nodded, taking his hand as he stood, shakily making your way to the shared bathroom to clean up.
He walked to the closet grabbing you a new pair of panties and a T-shirt to slip into before stripping himself down to his boxers. You walk to the bed ready to lay in his arms and fall asleep. As you get settled you turn to him and notice the tent in his boxers. Biting your lip, your hand travels down his chest to the waistband before his own hand grabs yours, halting the movement.
“No baby, was just about you tonight.”
“Are you sure Harry? I promise I’m happy to help.” You shyly smile at him as he returns the same look.
“I promise, I just wanted to make you feel good, don’t worry about me. You can always make it up to me when you feel like it.” You smile and press a quick kiss to his lips as your way of acceptance. He grabs you to lay over his chest, legs tangling as you listen to his heartbeat while lazily drawing the outlines of his tattoos. “Goodnight sweet girl.”
“Goodnight H, thank you for tonight.” You say as you press kisses to his chest.
“Of course, I’ll see you in the morning and we can make your favorite for breakfast.”
You smile against him where you lay, feeling more lucky than ever as you shut your eyes, anticipating the new day you’ll get to experience with him tomorrow.
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you’re someone i just want around masterlist
a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages.
a @sunflowervolvimp3 and @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy collaboration
fic trailer : character cards : ysijwa playlist I : ysijwa playlist II : ysijwa tag : on wattpad : on ao3 : nsfw alphabet
I: one in a million, my lucky strike
Harry hates clubs.
In his two hundred years of life, through many trials and tribulations, through tricky scenarios and annoying encounters, through thousands of unappealing circumstances and patience-testing events, he doesn’t think anything quite compares to the crowded, nerve-wracking experience that is a Los Angeles club on a Friday night during peak hours.
According to his wise, humble opinion, it’s absolutely fucking petrifiying. He’d rather swallow a stake than have to spend hours in a dimly lit room with synthetic smoke choking his lungs, half-conscious humans stumbling around into him, and the stench of sweaty bodies mixed with liquor fumes, alongside the faint yet unmistakable waft of vomit.
Yeah, Harry would definitely rather eat a red oak spear than have to shoulder that.
Keep reading
you’re someone i just want around masterlist
a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages.
a @sunflowervolvimp3 and @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy collaboration
fic trailer : character cards : ysijwa playlist I : ysijwa playlist II : ysijwa tag : on wattpad : on ao3 : nsfw alphabet
I: one in a million, my lucky strike
Harry hates clubs.
In his two hundred years of life, through many trials and tribulations, through tricky scenarios and annoying encounters, through thousands of unappealing circumstances and patience-testing events, he doesn’t think anything quite compares to the crowded, nerve-wracking experience that is a Los Angeles club on a Friday night during peak hours.
According to his wise, humble opinion, it’s absolutely fucking petrifiying. He’d rather swallow a stake than have to spend hours in a dimly lit room with synthetic smoke choking his lungs, half-conscious humans stumbling around into him, and the stench of sweaty bodies mixed with liquor fumes, alongside the faint yet unmistakable waft of vomit.
Yeah, Harry would definitely rather eat a red oak spear than have to shoulder that.
Keep reading
you’re someone i just want around masterlist
a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages.
a @sunflowervolvimp3 and @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy collaboration
fic trailer : character cards : ysijwa playlist I : ysijwa playlist II : ysijwa tag : on wattpad : on ao3 : nsfw alphabet
I: one in a million, my lucky strike
Harry hates clubs.
In his two hundred years of life, through many trials and tribulations, through tricky scenarios and annoying encounters, through thousands of unappealing circumstances and patience-testing events, he doesn’t think anything quite compares to the crowded, nerve-wracking experience that is a Los Angeles club on a Friday night during peak hours.
According to his wise, humble opinion, it’s absolutely fucking petrifiying. He’d rather swallow a stake than have to spend hours in a dimly lit room with synthetic smoke choking his lungs, half-conscious humans stumbling around into him, and the stench of sweaty bodies mixed with liquor fumes, alongside the faint yet unmistakable waft of vomit.
Yeah, Harry would definitely rather eat a red oak spear than have to shoulder that.
Keep reading
