{ Lazy evening and tender kisses }
Hello people ! First ever writing here so be prepared for it to be shit
4.5k words. **smut in places**
You'd been friends with harry for a while now .And despite the fact that his working commitment made it so you were separated for long periods of time, it was a normalisation now and you'd grown accustomed to the seemingly perpetual separation between the pair of you.
Since it was your first year at uni, you didn't all too mind being away from harry, he had a tendency to be clingy. Truthfully it was endearing.He'd grip your arm firmly, tugging at it making quiet exclamations of annoyance, his hair flopping just below his forehead , giving you a unforgiving urge to push it away. Living with him would be hellish, since whenever he is in your presence , your work is utterly forgotten and lies their incomplete as harry smirks ; proud to have succeeded in distracting you and winning your attention over the piles of work.
You couldn't help but compare your life to his. Never were you envious of the literal fame , you didn't take any joy from excessive amounts of attention, it wasn't your forte and the time where you could sit alone with your thoughts were the times you cherished the most.But the nagging reminder that you resented was ever present. You constantly thought about the fact you'd started in the same place , working alongside him at school. Him the innocent faced boy with a toothy smile and a heartwarming chuckle. You , the girl who stood aside and idolised him from a far. Things hadn't changed entirely. He was still the charming young boy who you'd first met , only plastered with a couple tattoos accompanied with overgrown hair, and a general more intimidating aura. But he had achievements to his name, and made something of himself. yet here you sit in your cramped apartment, your life with no exciting stories. You could methodically recite the anecdotes of harry, and essentially were just living vicariously through them.
These thoughts felt wrong but you couldn't help but think of yourself merely as a weight bringing him down and as a burden he was too kind to be rid.
You cast your attention to a light knocking coming from the tattered door. You approached the door, opening it apprehensively since harry wasn't supposed to be round for another 2 days and your limited friends would always send a series of texts and calls, liking the be fully prepared.
As the door fully opened you were greeted by harry. His hair pushed back carelessly which looked so enticingly soft , you had a overwhelming urge to push your hands through it.A lob sided smile swept his face and before you had anymore time to think you jumped and hugged him, enwrapping your arms tightly around him a stupid smile plastered on your face.
"you're supposed to be in LA you idiot" you mumbled incoherently into his chest , unknowing what else to say at his sudden appearance. He patted your back before separating you, a faint hearty chuckle escaping his lips.
"just knew how much you love surprises, thought i'd treat ya." He said , a knowing smirk plastered on his face at the knowledge of you intense hatred for surprises and inability to deal with them. Your happiness at his appearance soon subsided when you briefly looked back to your mess of an apartment coupled by the fact you were dressed in 3 day old pyjamas that probably needed to be washed. frankly it had exceeded the point where you could get away with it .You groaned inwardly by the fact you didn't really have a choice but to let him in, and sadly didn't have the ability to erase his memory and quickly put of some more suitable clothes , his presumable Gucci attire putting you to shame.
"Harry im afraid you're not actually due to be here..." you began to speak before he cut you short. He possessed the ability to sense when you're uncomfortable. But your face was practically screaming it regardless.
"Oh my god y/n , do you have someone else round ? A secret lover? A one night stand ?" you wanted to say you knew he was joking. But he had a somewhat excited yet offended look to his face, you furrowed you eyebrows tightly, "Harry the day i have a one night stand is the day you release a porno." He merely raised a single eyebrow "doesn't seem too far fetched to me"
"Harry !" he exclaimed a childish grin , speaking under his breath with words you didn't bother to pay your attention to. you had developed a weird sense of intimidation from his mere presence. whilst the instinctive rational part of you was aware at your long term friendship. Part of you was still 16. That 16 year old self , incapable to decipher dreams and reality. you found yourself still repeating this mantra that reality will never be as sweet as dreams. Harry was this bittersweet medicine that you'd grown attached to. he'd drawn you in with his aura and left you intoxicated.
"y/n ?" and there returned reality.
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you sat precariously on the sofa. This uncomfortable distance where his face seemed too close. A distance where you could observe the fragmented details of his face. minuscule freckles littered along his scrunched nose; golden sparks hidden in his emerald eyes , an innocent rose tinting his cheeks. But simultaneously he appeared so far as if no matter how far you outstretched your arms he would perpetually be apart. A scratchy vinyl played in the distance. As painful voices sharing such intimate details of their life.yet all you could do was look to him.
you listened as Harry spoke about his life thus far with such genuine enthusiasm laced throughout his words. He spoke slowly , as if each word had been thought through, each word holding significance. "I couldn't be here without you y'know ?"
A presumably bewildered look swept your face. you had no real involvement in his success , you were essentially just a fan who was gifted with a couple more personal memories. "you drunk or something ? Only half a glass in curls , what's Hollywood done to you ?" his dimples popped out as a faint smile rested on his face.
"gotta give yourself more credit love. You're always here for me and have my utter trust. cant say that about many people y'know". your heart warmed , but knew it was a mere passing appreciation . The boy had rose tinted eyes and would only see the best in everyone. "you know im not big on fate and all that jazz , but you were destined for good H. my presence hasn't done much for that" you said softly. looking directly into his eyes for the first time in a while. You'd always been good at maintaining eye contact , somehow harry had taken that from you but you tried to remain assure.
"s'funny you know" he spoke nonchalantly. "what?"his hand rested along his jaw whilst turning to you. "this job. my life. leaves me in a state of consistent worry. who can i trust ? what can i reveal about myself? every time im with people i have the underlying barrier telling me they'll exploit me" he paused before continuing "can't help but feel that im exploiting you though, everything seems different with you"
"Harry you know as well as me that you'd never intentionally hurt anyone" he sighed "that's the problem. intentionally. hardly see you anymore feels like im the only thing we talk about. Regardless of the fact in might be unintentional. y/n you never talk about yourself. Ever, can't help but feel like you don't feel comfortable with me."
You'd never considered Harry feeling any remote agitation at the fact you're not too open with your words.You find it easy to express minor opinions and attempt to add comfort into someone else's life. But expressing any significant ones of your own never really happened.You never discussed your job, work , personal life. your friends were sparse to begin with and jeopardising that by going on about your frankly mundane life seemed like too great a risk. it had never occurred to you that anyone;especially harry, would have any genuine interest.
"Harry you should know im comfortable with you , really there's nothing to tell" he didn't look satisfied with this answer though. "y/n there must be something ! you're 20 i doubt you've been sitting doing nothing for 20 years" "you're not far off" i mumbled under my breath. "Y/N , im being serious" you looked at his increasingly bemused expression then added "Ask me anything you want to know harry , i can assure you nothing interesting will come out of it"
There was a moment of uncomfortable silence before harry finally spoke up. "I literally don't know a single thing about your sex life. Like god im not asking for erotic fiction here but, i tell you everything. You're my best friend. you can talk to me about it y'know ?"
you felt your throat shrivel up suddenly very conscious of what he was saying. Harry had always been so confident. Both generally and sexually. Having always been explicitly vocal about past encounters.You usually laughed it off with some sarcastic comment which worked to drive forward a different conversation. But here he was , actually asking you and no snide remark was presumably going to lead him away. You could feel yourself blushing faintly, hoping the dim hue of the light would mask it. A breathy sigh made it's way out your throat as you continued. "H-harry im a virgin. I wasn't hiding some sexual god persona or anything there really is nothing to say"
He looked surprised. Like he'd be lulled into this false portrayal you. As if the baggy jumpers and knitted hats screamed SEX to him."you must of done something ? c'mon y/n , your're in uni. must've given a hand job or sum'it"
You coughed on your spit not expecting him to follow up with that. "Wasn't pull'in your leg when i said nothing curls" He seemed overly concentrated, his brows harshly furrowed , lip pulled beneath his teeth. "How ??" "what d'ya mean..." "i mean... you wouldn't struggle finding someone ,god must be rejecting people constantly" for the first time in this conversation you tried to find the humour letting out a laugh. "Gosh harry it's long exceeded the point where im in the pursuit for 'the one'. Probably would've lost it years ago if anybody bloody offered"
The confusion coating his face didn't falter. "W-wait ? so you aren't waiting you... want to do it ?" "s'what i just said innit ? Harry no one is going for the girl who's always doing homework and can barely muster up a inch of fake confidence.I get desperate too y'know ? But yeah never really happened so we can end this now your curiosity has been answered"
"no" He said shaking his head determinedly. "no ? harry..." "i mean, you can't of had no one offer , i refuse to believe it" This was beginning to just seem comical "what happened to that 'utter trust' you had in me , that short lived huh ?" he was still shaking his head like a child who'd been refused something "y/n y'know i think y'smart and all that but you must be an idiot if you think no one's offered" you'd never seen harry this genuinely perplexed at something as if this is the hardest concept he's ever had to fathom. "Harry , m'not trying to make some joke here but i would've known if someone asked. s'nothing wrong with being a virgin just a tad irritating in my case as apparently all my friends are bloody sex addicts, y'making a big deal outta nothing.
the silence returned before harry briefly muttered. "y'know i always would. Be with you i mean." you couldn't believe he just said that. his eyes were cast downwards and it had been such a quiet mumble you could pass it off as something else. but that didn't stop your head spinning and your heart pounding.
"what d'you just say curls" you whispered. This time he looked you dead in the eye. "you're too beautiful 'n sweet to not've been with anyone.I would be with you in a heartbeat" This time you couldn't feign innocence. You'd heard him.He sat nervously, this being first time his usual proud demeanour had faded. "think you really must've drank too much wine h" "love you know as good as me I've only been sipping on the same glass for an hour. m'not drunk"
you sighed wearily. "Harry i don't want a pity shag. know i said i get desperate but im not making my best friend shag me cos he feels bad f'me" He had been continuously been moving himself closer which just now you'd become hyper aware of as his hand tentatively cupped your cheek . his face mere inches apart" Love i'd never do that. m'just saying , if i was feeling anything right now it sure as hell wasn't pity" you swallowed deeply before just about squeaking out "why would you want to, y'not getting anything out of it" The beloved smirk returned to his face " i can promise i would get something out of it, we could start slow, i can teach you anything you want to know about sex, you can learn and when you're with someone else you really will be a sex god." Breathing now seemed rare as you managed to faintly spit out a response. "d'ya promise you wont embarrass me H ? don't fancy you laughing at me , couldn't look you in the eyes again" His smile returned to his face "promise." he spoke through a smile and before you had time to comprehend what was happening. His mouth had met yours . And worrying suddenly seemed so pointless.You could feel you both smiling against each other; He briefly pulled away to look you in the eye and breath. And that is where it all started.
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It would be naive of you to ever deny harry's attractiveness. Although it was something you unquestionably knew , having his face so close with the granted ability to do as you please was almost too much to comprehend. The type of surreal affair that you get so caught up in the motions of thinking about you manage to miss out on a entire experience .
But here he was. A careless unfazed grin edged on this face. Despite the long term attraction to harry actually having the ability ; the ability to experience the things which are dream territory ,usually just mere passing thoughts that are too absurd to actually happen. "love are you alright" his words came out as heavy exclamations intertwined with large breaths. "y/n... if you're not comfortable with this..." you immediately cut him off ,realising he'd misinterpreted your amazement for concern. "no, i want this h."
With no preamble you pushed your lips against each other once again. Now having an insight into kissing harry you didn't wish to return to a life without it. He was utterly effortless and lax. You'd experienced a few minor kisses through your years and had experienced nothing aside forceful union.Usual the whole affair was frankly uncomfortable and your mind had a tendency to wounder when it would be over; like a chore. But as soon as Harry's hands delicately cupped your cheeks as if you were fragile porcelain. His thumb occasionally stroking above your jaw as a comforting reminder that he was there.Taking care of you. There was no futile battle of dominance it was just filled with sincerity. Almost too Disney. Too much like what you'd see in every movie. Any coherent thought had dissipated from your mind and it was all collectively merging to become an assembly of loving daydreams. Having to pull away, breaking to rest your foreheads daintily against each other to breathe. Him so caught up having to place tender pecks even in the midst of a break
"Harry" you mumbled between his lips. He didn't stop, just moving downwards trailing your neck with gentle pecks.His arms moved too; reaching the bottom of your shirt. Slowly placing hands inside resting against the swell of your hips. It was apparent he was trying to limit himself, running circles against your stomach his hands warm, juxtaposed from the cool of his rings.
"Harry...i want to try something." His movements halted. Pulling the warmth of his lips away from your neck he looked utterly intrigued, inconsistent breaths and pouted lips; tinted into a darker red than usual. "Don't have to do anything darling. m'happy with this trust me." you shook your head pulling your bottom lip into your mouth "said i wanted to didn't i ?"you spoke in a attempt to come out seductively. You felt a tad silly but Harry looked so immensely enthralled you didn't want to question it. Instead of using your words as it was apparent you were lacking in that department. You instead placed you hand carefully on his upper thigh , cautiously bringing it towards his member. You searched his eyes for any uncertainty. But they fluttered shut his head leaning back quiet whimpers leaving his plump lips. You continued to wounder upwards until your hand met him. There was a certain gathering hardness in the region that borderline intimidated you. But you felt too far in to go back. So instead ran you fingers carefully. Opting to place tender kisses along his jaw to calm your nerves. It was just Harry. Sweet Harry. Harry who you grew up with. Harry who was supporting a major hard on whilst making little moans of appreciation.
You decided to actually make a more risky move slowly gripping upon the zip of his trousers pulling downwards. Trying to calm your shaking hands.Suddenly you felt a grip upon your wrist "told you love don't have to do anything you're not ready for. I can wait. promise" he said with a faint chuckle.You failed to vocalise your determination so instead just reached your hand through the trousers , cupping him through his boxers.Giving a gentle caress. "And i told you i wouldn't do anything i didn't want" you continued exploring over the boxers until you just about mustered up the courage to say something else.
"Take 'em off" Harry looked at you, wide eyed completely freezing. "Harry ?" It didn't take him a third time as he hurriedly stood fully removing his trousers making him sit back in nothing aside his boxers and a barely buttoned shirt. "h-how do you like it ?" you said sounding so childish. Becoming very aware that you had a very attractive friend partially naked on your sofa."just do whatever you think is right love , i'll instruct you a bit if ya need it, sure you'll be great c'mon now deep breaths ." The way he was so calm about it all helped the stutter in your motions cease as you crossed your arms, gripping your own shirt and flinging it behind you somewhere near Harry's trousers. You weren't in any form of seductive underwear. Nothing showy and lacy. Just a plain white bra with a small pink bow across the front. Yet Harry still looked at you utterly enticed all the same. As if it wasn't just a worn bra and some pyjama pants .
You brought your mouth to his stomach kissing along the butterfly tattoo you had always admired.Clenching at the sight of his toned body. In a beautiful golden tan. The boy was faultless.You decided to look back up to him,as you hand lowered again to his crouch this time slipping beneath the surface of his underwear;gripping upon his member through nothing. Just him. You became very aware of how unnatural this came to you. He felt firm and large only proving to intimidate you further.It wasn't like you had entirely no idea what to do. You had a general concept that you were hoping would suffice. Your thumb ran cautiously along the tip in slow motions, gaining a defeated whimper to fall from his lips.His pleasure edged you on further deciding to hold him fully as you carefully started to move your hand, fully jerking him off. " y/n...oh god... can you kiss me again please" you smiled slightly at this sudden change in persona that had happened to harry as you kissed him,harder than anytime before.Whilst you swallowed the satisfied moans of him.
You decided the boxers were beginning to become too much of a strain as you took your other hand gripping upon the tight material while murmuring in his ear to lift himself as you fully exposed him. You to a moment to pause to just admire him. He was massive. There was no other way of saying it, his cock was long with a tip mimicking the colour of his beloved lips. "k-keep going please" He whimpered reminding you of the task at hand. You started to increase your speed slightly as you began to spill the thoughts on your mind. "you're so big h. so so big" he moaned tipping his head back further , clearly loving the praise. "Got such a pretty cock , don't know how it'd fit in anyone" He twitched in your hand just looking so enticing.
"Harry can i suck you off please" he looked at you , so worn and exhausted already. "god, you sure pet ? really happy with this" you nodded your head. "yeah, want it in my mouth" you said clutching his cock just a tad harder "mm... okay just, um, just don't force it down, slow 'n steady wins the race y'know, don't want y'chocking or anything... not yet anyway" he laughed out slowly. He looked so blissful with his curled locks matted down against his forehead. coupled with beads of sweat coating his face.
You lowered yourself to your knees. Then gripping upon harry's legs to widen them slightly to give you access between to rest.This side of you seemed long deprived and thus every risky thought ;Everything you ever contemplated you wanted to try. Before you started though Harry quickly stopped you " y/n , can you take off you bra please want to see your pretty tits baby" his words were so deep and charming and you truly couldn't resist him. As you reached behind you carelessly throwing your bra away leaving your chest fully exposed. Harry's eyes were drawn immediately to you moaning out "Ugh you're so beautiful everywhere could look at you forever." you smiled your thanks whilst your kept your hand steady against him, bringing it down slowly pulling down the foreskin before finally placing a dainty kiss upon his tip.Proceeding to apply innocent kitten licks whilst tugging at him.He was intoxicating. The type of thing you could easily get addicted to. He was so good just being himself.
The constant mutterings of your name and desperate whimpers only proved to urge you on further . You loved his gratitude. It was obvious this was going to have to be sufficiently awkward. especially when thinking to you earlier in the evening oblivious that in a few short hours you'd have your best friends cock down your throat.You wanted to keep going, with the nagging voice in your mind that he was only pitying you to pretend he liked it. So with that you took him as far as you could in one go, struggling due to his sheer length but managing a majority, keeping one hand attentively at the base of him , your spare hand reaching carefully to balance yourself against his thigh. He let out the loudest moan yet and you knew in that moment how you never wanted to forget that sound. His voice was uneven but still ever so perfect. "y/n y'doing so good , so so good" he kept repeating himself which was somewhat endearing.
You kept going until you pushed yourself a tad too far, becoming a gagging mess all too soon, but refusing to remove him from your mouth. Deciding instead to just rest him in your cheek so he could see the shape of his cock through your mouth as you gave yourself a moment to breathe. "c-careful love, don't have to take me all it's y'first time."
something about this comment irrationally bothered you, Despite the always good intentions of harry your saw this as almost a challenge. "hands. put your hands in my hair."Your words came out as vague muffles but it was clear that harry understood your desire, as he gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail gripping harshly with shaking hands.You wanted to take him. You removed your hand from the base carefully, lowering yourself upon his length whilst putting your hands on either side of his thighs rubbing circles. You kept going hearing the profuse warnings from harry , clearly concerned on you choking. You kept going til you felt him within your throat and in a place where your nose brushed against his lower stomach.
By this point Harry epitomised a mess. His thighs were shaking along with the inconsistent grip of your hair. His head was thrown back as he sang his appreciation through numerous sighs and moans that seemingly increased in volume by the second. And this was peaked by the new exclamation of "m'gonna cum y/n. You're going to make me cum" he paused incapable of speaking in a continuous sentence. "you... you got to pull away now if you don't want to taste it."
But you were adamant in your goal. Merely shaking your head and sucking harder. You could feel him tugging upon your hair in a desperate pursuit to get you off but your decision was already made. " y/n it's going to be a lot , haven't cum in a hot minute ,you should pull off sweetheart, please." But his attempts were futile as your kept firmly attached until before you knew it he was releasing rope upon rope of it into your mouth. You kept your mouth against the tip suckling, wanting to swallow every drop .It kept going and he began tippling some out your mouth leaving evidence across the corners of your mouth. You pulled away placing your hand back on him slowly milking him til little bits of his release splattered across his tip. You finished by just looking up into his eyes while licking painfully slowly against the red tip ;cleaning him, as he whispered "good girl" beneath his breath .
All that you could hear then was a final broken whimper from harry that was almost pitiful. You got up pulling up his boxers and tucking him back inside . Then getting up and sitting along his lap , resting your head on his shoulder. Trying to catch the breath you didn't realise you needed. Harry pressed gentle kisses on your cheeks making you smile wearily. "was it okay ?" you whispered shyly. "you were amazing petal , took me so well , loved every bit of it ,honest"
"c'mon now" you were confused until Harry gripped you beneath your legs picking you up fireman style making you squeal in shock. "we're gonna have a bath need to clean, feel proper filthy after that" He giggled out."Next time m'gonna have some fun with you my love but think that that's enough for one day" you hummed in appreciation. "that means there's a next time huh ?" "oh most defiantly" he smirked .