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WARNINGS: dry humping and dirty talk (oops), cursing, body insecurity, etc.
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wc: 4k
“My two favorite beings are lying on the floor. Are we alright?” He asked.
Harry put the bags down, and you nodded. “Just spending some quality time with my fave guy.”
“Heyyy,” he said, getting down on the floor with the two of you.
You giggled. “You know Donald is the love of my life, right?”
“If I have to compete against anyone, I’m glad it’s him,” Harry smiled, petting Donald on his side.
You hummed. Donald was in his glory. His two favorite people were petting him and paying attention to him. This went on for another 30 minutes until Donald decided to get up and lie somewhere else.
This caused the two of you to laugh hysterically. “Guess he’s done,” Harry said.
“Guess so.”
Harry took everything he bought out of the bag. You went over to the fridge. “I still have two slices of pizza left from yesterday.”
“I brought the remaining brownies,” Harry said.
“Shocked there’s any left to be honest,” you chuckled.
“Hey! I have self-control!”
“Do you?” You smirked.
“Mmm. Maybe not,” Harry said, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you. “Definitely not when it comes to you.”
His kiss sent shivers down your spine. “What is your lack of self-control telling you to do to me?” You asked.
“Mmm. Too many things that are naughty,” Harry replied, pulling your lip into his mouth.
“So, why don’t you do then?” You moaned.
“Cause I respect you too much,” he said, kissing your neck.
“What if I wanted you to disrespect me?”
Harry made a sound deep in his throat. “Don’t say that, baby. Please.”
“Why not? You afraid you’ll do it?”
“Mmhmm,” he nodded as he pecked kisses on your neck. “I think about….”
But the moment got ruined by Donald barking at the door. Harry pulled away, groaned, and walked over to the dog. “What’s the matter, buddy? Gotta go to the potty?” Donald barked.
Harry looked at you. “I’m sorry. Give me 10 minutes with him.”
“Please, Har. It’s fine! Take your time.”
Harry put Donald’s leash on him and took him out for a walk. You fanned yourself and had to wipe yourself in the bathroom. What was he going to say? You loved that dog, but right now, you were mad at him for ruining the moment.
You set up the bowls of snacks and turned on Netflix to the movies category. You had to distract yourself.
Gabbie had texted you. Did I see hot boss leaving your apartment?
He’s taking his dog for a walk. He’ll be back soon
Ooooo. I’ll be sure to put my noise-canceling headphones on
Omggggg. No, you don’t have to worry about that.
No? Thought I heard hot boss swear to himself in the hallway under his breath and mumble something like “she’s going to be the death of me.”
Geez. You must have misheard
I don’t think so 🥰 have fun. Use protection!
Gabbie!
What? Safe sex is good sex
He’s back. I’ve g2g
LET ME KNOW HOW IT IS
You put your phone down on the table and smiled at Harry, who took Donald’s leash off him and washed his hands.
“Is he ok?”
“He’s great. Just needed a bathroom break.” He smiled as he dried his hands with a paper towel. “You alright?”
“Fine.” You nodded. “I set up our stuff if you want to watch something.”
“Perfect! Let me just use the bathroom real quick, and then we will get this date started. Pick whatever you want to watch,” Harry said, walking to your bathroom.
You looked through the options and landed on Anyone But You. You hadn’t seen it before and plus, Glen Powell was nice to look at.
Harry was back when you had the movie chosen. “Is this ok?”
“I’m fine with anything you choose.” Harry sat down on the couch. You got a few blankets to put on you and then sat down next to Harry. He put his arm around you just as you hit play. “You sure you’re ok with this as a date?” He asked. “We could go out.”
You shook your head. “I want to stay right here.”
“M’kay. Good.” You two watched the movie, laughing at the funny parts. Your laughter died down, though, as Harry’s arm traced over your arm and fell down lower and lower.
You leaned forward with the bowl of popcorn. “Want some?” You asked.
Harry opened his mouth, indicating that you feed him. “Thank you,” he said as you put some pieces in his mouth.
You giggled. “Sure.”
The movie was done, snacks were eaten, drinks were drunk, and you scrolled to find another one. Harry said he liked the first one, so he trusted your judgment.
You stumbled upon another less popular one that looked like a romcom, so you chose it. About an hour into it, you chewed on your Twizzler, and the movie turned very spicy very fast.
Harry’s hand moved from your arm to your leg, drawing small circles on it. You tried not to get turned on, but it was a very sexy scene.
Harry cleared his throat. You squeezed your legs together. His hand moved up and down your leg now. You bit your lip.
The scene ended, but you were still hot and bothered. Harry took a sip of his drink and adjusted his blanket.
About 20 minutes later, it happened again. “Oh, there they go again,” you chuckled.
“Mmmm,” Harry agreed. “I feel like this movie is losing plot and just becoming sex scenes.”
“Seems like it.”
The scene was over quickly. Although now you were imagining Harry doing exactly what the man on screen did to his love.
You started to squirm. “You alright?” Harry asked.
“Yeah. Sorry.”
“No need to apologize. Just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
“As comfortable as I can be,” you whispered.
Harry looked over at you and smiled. He leaned forward and gave you a kiss.
You didn’t really care about the movie anymore. It seemed to be wrapping up anyway. You straddled Harry's lap and continued to kiss him.
His eyes widened as he cupped the back of your head. The kiss got hot and heavy. Tongue was involved, and lips were pulled by teeth. He moaned low. “(Y/N).”
“Harry.”
You put your arms on his shoulders and bit your lip. He was breathing heavily as you placed your clothed pussy on his clothed cock. You began to rock back and forth slowly.
Harry’s mouth dropped open, and his hands dropped to your waist. “Wait.”
“What?”
“You-you said you wanted to go slow. Are you sure you want to do this?” Harry asked breathily.
“This is exactly what I want.” This was safe. Clothes stayed on. You didn’t necessarily have to be good at it. No risk of pregnancy. And you were so incredibly turned on, it was either this or masturbate in front of him.
You rubbed your crotch against Harry’s pants again, and he shuddered. “(Y/N), you have to… to promise me that you aren’t feeling pressured to do this, that you fully consent to this.”
You nodded and whined. “Please. Harry, please.”
“I’ve got ya,” he said, grabbing your waist. “It’s ok, honey. Go slow.”
You bit your bottom lip as you pulled on the back of Harry’s hair. You slowly ground your hips down into Harry’s. You could feel him getting harder by the second. “Jesus Christ,” he murmured. “That’s it. Good girl.”
He kept his voice low, almost cooing. Harry let you control how you moved, how soft or hard you humped. You decided to speed up, especially when you became wetter. You had never dry humped someone before, but you wanted to do it more often.
Harry swallowed his now dry throat. “You’re doing great. You feeling alright?” He asked.
“Mmhmm. Is it good for you?”
“Fuck,” he chuckled, putting his head back on the couch. “Baby. This is amazing. Keep going if you want."
“Ok.” You got wet enough that the impression of Harry’s covered cock slipped through your clothed slit. Harry moaned and kissed your neck. “Slide up and down.” You did as he said. “Yes, just like that, baby. Good job. Shit.”
You could feel the impression of his cock between your folds as you slid up and down on his crotch, and it made you shake. He was big, really big. Plus, it was hitting your clit perfectly. You whined.
“You need to cum, baby?” Harry asked.
You nodded and pouted.
“Me too,” Harry said. “I know. You can cum anytime. I’m here.” He threaded his fingers through yours. “I’ve got ya.”
“Pop up for a second,” he said. You hovered over him. Harry adjusted himself. When he told you to sit, your eyes got wide. “Are you comfortable with this?” Harry asked. Your pussy was lined up with the tip of his cock, both clothed, of course. You nodded. “Can you bounce for me?” he asked.
You grabbed onto Harry’s shoulders and bounced on him like you were riding him. “That’s it. Perfect. Look how perfect you are,” he said, his breath shaky.
“Harry,” you gripped his shoulders.
“Cum for me, please, honey.”
You threw your head back, biting your lip as you bounced. Harry leaned up and placed kisses on your neck. “You smell so good.” He put his left arm around your back. “Can I help you out a little?”
You picked your head up, looking him in the eyes. “Ok,” you nodded shyly.
“It’s alright for me to touch you?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Are you sure? You can just keep grinding on me. I will keep my hands to myself. You tell me,” Harry said, putting another kiss on your neck.
“Touch me, please.”
You adjusted, loosening the tie on your pajama pants. Harry hesitated, but you grabbed his hand and put it in the waist of your pants.
“No going back. You still want this?” Harry said.
“Please. I trust you,” you whined.
That’s all it took for Harry’s hand to slide down your front and place a finger on your clit, rubbing it in slow circles. You moaned loudly, and your legs shook. Harry watched every twitch and expression on your face, his mouth dropping low when yours did.
“You’re so wet for me. So good. Does that feel good?” He cooed.
“Uh huh. Please-please don’t stop,” you shook.
“I’m not stopping, baby, until you cum. Come on. I know it’s close. I can feel it.”
He sped his finger up a little more, and within a minute, you were cumming on it. You gripped his hair and put your face in his neck as you rode out your orgasm.
“Shit,” you heard Harry say. This was the hottest thing you have ever done. When you stopped shaking, Harry pulled his fingers out and kissed your temple. “You alright?” You nodded.
He rubbed your back. “You did so well, baby. So brave and so assertive. I’m really proud of you.” Harry kissed your forehead.
You picked your head up and kissed him. “I feel bad that you didn’t cum.”
Harry cleared his throat. “Don’t worry about me.” Harry had, in fact, cum, right when you did. You clenching on his hand sent him over the edge, but it was embarrassing to admit that he cum in his pants.
When you came to your senses, you got off of Harry’s lap. “Let me get you a napkin to wipe your fingers off,” you chuckled nervously.
“No need,” he said, sticking his fingers in his mouth, sucking off your cum.
“Oh,” you said, shockingly. You watched in awe as his fingers popped out of his mouth.
“Fuck. I knew you’d taste so sweet,” he said, moaning.
You had to squeeze your legs together again. “Um,” you pushed a piece of hair behind your ear. “I’m going to use the bathroom, and then it’s all yours.”
Harry nodded. You briskly walked to the bathroom, cleaning up between your thighs. You splashed some water on your face, changed your pants, and told Harry the bathroom was free.
He got up to use it. You blew out a breath, clicked “No” on the “Are you still watching?” message, and shut the TV off.
Your phone chimed with a text. Thought you said I wouldn’t need headphones
Omg we weren’t that loud. In fact, Harry was very quiet.
Was it good? I know he has a big one 🍆
I didn’t really see it. We just sort of… dry humped, but it felt big
Go get that dick, girl!
Oh my God 🙈
Harry came out of the bathroom, holding his underwear. “Erm, I don’t suppose you have a bag I could put these in?”
“You can use my washing machine.”
“Oh, right, yeah. Thanks.”
You showed him where the washer and dryer were and offered him to borrow a pair of pants from you since he looked uncomfortable in them. They were a little short, but they would do.
“Well, I guess you should get Donald home,” you chuckled nervously.
“You want me to leave?” Harry raised an eyebrow.
“Whatever you want to do. I can drop your pants off to you tomorrow.”
“I will take Donald home, feed him, get him settled, but I’m coming back.”
“It’s ok. You don’t have to come back,” you shook your head.
“I just licked your cum off my fingers. I think we need to at least talk about it,” he said.
Your face turned beet red. “Um, ok.”
Harry gathered up his stuff and put Donald on his leash. He pecked a kiss on your lips. You gave Donald a kiss. “I’ll be back in about an hour, ok?”
“You really don’t have to.”
“I’ll see you then, and I’ll bring dinner.” He gave you one last peck before heading out the door. In one minute, there was a knock. You thought it was Harry, but it was Gabbie.
“Tell. Me. Everything,” she said.
Gabbie walked into your apartment and squealed. “You can’t stay too long. He’s coming back. He just had to drop his dog off.”
“(Y/N), blah blah. Skip to the humping.”
“Gabbie…”
“Come on. Spill it. I’m not gonna tell anyone. I live with a goldfish.”
“We were watching movies, having a stay-in date. The second movie got kind of steamy, and Harry was tracing circles on my thigh, and I just…kind of sat on his lap, and it turned into humping,” you shrugged.
“Amazing! So are you ready for sex sex now?” Gabbie asked.
You sighed and sat down on the couch next to your friend. “Gabbie, he’s perfect.”
“Ok?” She asked.
“And if he sees me naked, I’m going to scare him away, and I can’t do that cause he’s perfect,” you whined.
“Babe, he’s not going to get scared away. That man is clearly smitten with you. He wouldn’t have wanted to date you if he didn’t find you attractive, right?” Gabbie asked.
“Yeah, but-.”
“No, buts. Ok. Maybe a little butt. I don’t know what you’re into,” she said.
“Oh, my God!” You put your head in your hands.
“Listen, I’m not trying to tell you you have to have sex. Do it on your own time, but if you’re only holding back because you think Harry isn’t going to like what he sees, you’re crazy.” She took your hands. “Girl, you’re hot, like it’s unfair how hot you are, and this is coming from a straight girl.”
You chuckled at that. “I just have this fear. Like what if he gets what he wants and then that’s it?”
“You know that’s not going to happen. He’s going to be like ‘mmmm more please.’”
You giggled. “More, please?”
“Yes. That’s exactly what he’s going to say.” She laughed. Then, you laughed. “Do it on your timeline, but don’t make him wait forever,” Gabbie said. “But, be safe and use protection. I’m not babysitting.”
You whacked her on the arm. “Thank you for talking to me.”
“Anytime girl.” She hugged you and then left.
You finished prepping for Harry to come back, even though you told him he didn’t have to. An hour and 10 minutes passed, and you were losing hope.
When there was a knock on your door two minutes later, you quickly walked to open it. “Sorry, I’m late, baby. The line for food was insane. They didn’t have milkshakes, so I went to another location, and it was a whole mess.”
Harry put the food down on the counter and then kissed you. “I hope McDonald’s is ok. I was craving a Big Mac.”
You had tears in your eyes. “You could’ve skipped the milkshakes.”
“I know they make you happy, and I always want to make you happy, so I had to get them,” he said.
You gave him a few small pecks and a “thank you” before you dug into your food.
“I was going to text you, but my hands were full, and then I had to drive and make sure nothing spilled and-.”
“Harry,” you said, mid-chew. “It’s ok. You’re here now. Thank you for the food and the trouble.”
“It was no trouble,” he said, sitting down next to you. “Nothing’s trouble for you.”
You hummed as you ate your chicken nuggets and fries. After you ate, Harry placed his hand on your thigh. “I don’t want things to be awkward between us.”
“They’re not,” you sipped your milkshake.
“It just seemed like you wanted me to go home and not come back.”
“Well, at first I kind of did,” you put your milkshake down. “But, I thought it over and we’re adults, right? In a relationship, something like that was bound to happen.”
He squeezed your thigh. “I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me.”
You shook your head. “No. I’m not uncomfortable, never around you. I was just a little embarrassed.”
“And that’s understandable,” Harry cupped your cheek. “And if you ever don’t want to do something, you have to tell me.”
You nodded. Harry gave you a kiss. You finished your milkshake. When you made your way over to the couch, Harry said, “Listen, I’ve got to talk to you about something.”
“Ok,” you swallowed.
“It’s nothing bad. I promise! Just a favor,” he said.
“What do you need?”
“Now that I’m officially the boss and was just kind of thrust into this, they want me to do a training seminar. Sadly, there’s no plus one for this one,” he said. “But, if you could just take care of Donald when I’m gone, I’d appreciate it.”
“Sure! When is it?”
“Next month. I really appreciate it, babe. Thank you. He loves you, and you’re cheaper than a kennel," he laughed.
You chuckled. “You don’t know my hourly rate!” You joked.
“Oh yeah. What is it?”
“A kiss for every hour you’re gone,” you bit your lip.
“That I can afford,” he said, leaning forward to kiss you.
“This one doesn’t count!” You said.
“Fine by me.” Your little kiss turned into a makeout session. When you were out of breath, you pulled apart.
Harry ran a hand through his hair and blew out a breath. You yawned. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll head out,” he said.
“Sorry,” you waved your hand through the yawn. “You don’t have to leave.”
“I would love to stay, baby, but I gotta get home to Donald. I’ll text you tomorrow.”
“Ok,” you pouted.
“Come on. Walk me to the door,” he held his hand out.
You got up and walked to the door with him. “Did you enjoy this date?” Harry asked.
“Are you kidding?” You asked.
He chuckled. “Just checking. Need me to give you a wake-up call tomorrow?”
You shook your head. “I’ll be fine.”
“Ok.” Harry gave you a kiss on the lips and then one on the forehead. “Sweet dreams, honey. Lock up behind me, ok?”
“Good night.”
Harry left, you locked the door, and went to your bedroom, feeling more confident than ever in yourself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Monday rolled around, you and Harry went to HR on your lunch break. You decided to go then because fewer people were around. When you both showed up at the HR department, the woman, Susan, raised her eyebrows. “How can I help you two?”
You sat down, and Harry blew out a breath. “We… need to fill out some forms.”
“Who harassed whom?” she sighed, looking through her forms.
“No, no!” He sat back. “(Y/N) and I…. are together.” Harry intertwined his fingers with yours. “And we just want to cover our bases.”
“Oh,” Susan looked at the two of you over her glasses. “No PDA in the office,” she said. Harry let go of your hand. “When did this thing start?” she asked.
“A few weeks ago, maybe like a month,” Harry said.
“I have to read a few statements here that you need to agree to and then sign these papers,” Susan said, laying them out in front of you.
“Neither party should initiate public displays of affection while in office. That includes kissing, hand-holding, pet names, and especially intercourse,” she said.
“If said party breaks up, the company is not responsible for their working relationship. That being said, neither person can be fired or demoted because of said breakup.”
She went on to read a bunch more stuff, and your head started to hurt. “Do you both agree to these rules?”
“Yes,” you said.
“I do,” Harry replied.
“Good. Sign there and initial there and there,” Susan said. You both did as she said. “Are you planning to make this arrangement public?”
“No. At least not right away. We’re still fairly new ourselves,” Harry said.
“Ok. Well, if you do, and your coworkers harass you for it, you come to me,” Susan said.
“Thank you,” you smiled. Susan smiled back.
“You two make a very cute couple,” she said.
You both looked at each other. “Thank you. We think so, too,” Harry said.
“Off you go now,” Susan said.
You and Harry both returned to your desks right before lunch ended. Coworkers were starting to come back. “Make sure you take time to eat, ok?” he said, putting his hand on your back. “You can clock back in since I took up all of your time.”
“Ok.”
“Thanks for doing that.”
“Yeah, of course.”
“I would have felt horrible if we got caught and then we didn’t have the papers signed,” he said.
“Yeah. Me too.”
“You ok?” He asked.
“Mmhmm. I… just don’t want anyone to hear,” you smiled.
“Right. I’ll get back to work. You. Eat.”
“Yes, sir,” you said.
Harry groaned, and you giggled. He walked back to his desk, and you ate your lunch.
About a minute later, Harry texted. Do you want to come over tonight?
You smiled, texting him back. Idk if my boyfriend would like that
WARNINGS: dry humping and dirty talk (oops), cursing, body insecurity, etc.
Read the rest of the series here.
wc: 4k
“My two favorite beings are lying on the floor. Are we alright?” He asked.
Harry put the bags down, and you nodded. “Just spending some quality time with my fave guy.”
“Heyyy,” he said, getting down on the floor with the two of you.
You giggled. “You know Donald is the love of my life, right?”
“If I have to compete against anyone, I’m glad it’s him,” Harry smiled, petting Donald on his side.
You hummed. Donald was in his glory. His two favorite people were petting him and paying attention to him. This went on for another 30 minutes until Donald decided to get up and lie somewhere else.
This caused the two of you to laugh hysterically. “Guess he’s done,” Harry said.
“Guess so.”
Harry took everything he bought out of the bag. You went over to the fridge. “I still have two slices of pizza left from yesterday.”
“I brought the remaining brownies,” Harry said.
“Shocked there’s any left to be honest,” you chuckled.
“Hey! I have self-control!”
“Do you?” You smirked.
“Mmm. Maybe not,” Harry said, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you. “Definitely not when it comes to you.”
His kiss sent shivers down your spine. “What is your lack of self-control telling you to do to me?” You asked.
“Mmm. Too many things that are naughty,” Harry replied, pulling your lip into his mouth.
“So, why don’t you do then?” You moaned.
“Cause I respect you too much,” he said, kissing your neck.
“What if I wanted you to disrespect me?”
Harry made a sound deep in his throat. “Don’t say that, baby. Please.”
“Why not? You afraid you’ll do it?”
“Mmhmm,” he nodded as he pecked kisses on your neck. “I think about….”
But the moment got ruined by Donald barking at the door. Harry pulled away, groaned, and walked over to the dog. “What’s the matter, buddy? Gotta go to the potty?” Donald barked.
Harry looked at you. “I’m sorry. Give me 10 minutes with him.”
“Please, Har. It’s fine! Take your time.”
Harry put Donald’s leash on him and took him out for a walk. You fanned yourself and had to wipe yourself in the bathroom. What was he going to say? You loved that dog, but right now, you were mad at him for ruining the moment.
You set up the bowls of snacks and turned on Netflix to the movies category. You had to distract yourself.
Gabbie had texted you. Did I see hot boss leaving your apartment?
He’s taking his dog for a walk. He’ll be back soon
Ooooo. I’ll be sure to put my noise-canceling headphones on
Omggggg. No, you don’t have to worry about that.
No? Thought I heard hot boss swear to himself in the hallway under his breath and mumble something like “she’s going to be the death of me.”
Geez. You must have misheard
I don’t think so 🥰 have fun. Use protection!
Gabbie!
What? Safe sex is good sex
He’s back. I’ve g2g
LET ME KNOW HOW IT IS
You put your phone down on the table and smiled at Harry, who took Donald’s leash off him and washed his hands.
“Is he ok?”
“He’s great. Just needed a bathroom break.” He smiled as he dried his hands with a paper towel. “You alright?”
“Fine.” You nodded. “I set up our stuff if you want to watch something.”
“Perfect! Let me just use the bathroom real quick, and then we will get this date started. Pick whatever you want to watch,” Harry said, walking to your bathroom.
You looked through the options and landed on Anyone But You. You hadn’t seen it before and plus, Glen Powell was nice to look at.
Harry was back when you had the movie chosen. “Is this ok?”
“I’m fine with anything you choose.” Harry sat down on the couch. You got a few blankets to put on you and then sat down next to Harry. He put his arm around you just as you hit play. “You sure you’re ok with this as a date?” He asked. “We could go out.”
You shook your head. “I want to stay right here.”
“M’kay. Good.” You two watched the movie, laughing at the funny parts. Your laughter died down, though, as Harry’s arm traced over your arm and fell down lower and lower.
You leaned forward with the bowl of popcorn. “Want some?” You asked.
Harry opened his mouth, indicating that you feed him. “Thank you,” he said as you put some pieces in his mouth.
You giggled. “Sure.”
The movie was done, snacks were eaten, drinks were drunk, and you scrolled to find another one. Harry said he liked the first one, so he trusted your judgment.
You stumbled upon another less popular one that looked like a romcom, so you chose it. About an hour into it, you chewed on your Twizzler, and the movie turned very spicy very fast.
Harry’s hand moved from your arm to your leg, drawing small circles on it. You tried not to get turned on, but it was a very sexy scene.
Harry cleared his throat. You squeezed your legs together. His hand moved up and down your leg now. You bit your lip.
The scene ended, but you were still hot and bothered. Harry took a sip of his drink and adjusted his blanket.
About 20 minutes later, it happened again. “Oh, there they go again,” you chuckled.
“Mmmm,” Harry agreed. “I feel like this movie is losing plot and just becoming sex scenes.”
“Seems like it.”
The scene was over quickly. Although now you were imagining Harry doing exactly what the man on screen did to his love.
You started to squirm. “You alright?” Harry asked.
“Yeah. Sorry.”
“No need to apologize. Just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
“As comfortable as I can be,” you whispered.
Harry looked over at you and smiled. He leaned forward and gave you a kiss.
You didn’t really care about the movie anymore. It seemed to be wrapping up anyway. You straddled Harry's lap and continued to kiss him.
His eyes widened as he cupped the back of your head. The kiss got hot and heavy. Tongue was involved, and lips were pulled by teeth. He moaned low. “(Y/N).”
“Harry.”
You put your arms on his shoulders and bit your lip. He was breathing heavily as you placed your clothed pussy on his clothed cock. You began to rock back and forth slowly.
Harry’s mouth dropped open, and his hands dropped to your waist. “Wait.”
“What?”
“You-you said you wanted to go slow. Are you sure you want to do this?” Harry asked breathily.
“This is exactly what I want.” This was safe. Clothes stayed on. You didn’t necessarily have to be good at it. No risk of pregnancy. And you were so incredibly turned on, it was either this or masturbate in front of him.
You rubbed your crotch against Harry’s pants again, and he shuddered. “(Y/N), you have to… to promise me that you aren’t feeling pressured to do this, that you fully consent to this.”
You nodded and whined. “Please. Harry, please.”
“I’ve got ya,” he said, grabbing your waist. “It’s ok, honey. Go slow.”
You bit your bottom lip as you pulled on the back of Harry’s hair. You slowly ground your hips down into Harry’s. You could feel him getting harder by the second. “Jesus Christ,” he murmured. “That’s it. Good girl.”
He kept his voice low, almost cooing. Harry let you control how you moved, how soft or hard you humped. You decided to speed up, especially when you became wetter. You had never dry humped someone before, but you wanted to do it more often.
Harry swallowed his now dry throat. “You’re doing great. You feeling alright?” He asked.
“Mmhmm. Is it good for you?”
“Fuck,” he chuckled, putting his head back on the couch. “Baby. This is amazing. Keep going if you want."
“Ok.” You got wet enough that the impression of Harry’s covered cock slipped through your clothed slit. Harry moaned and kissed your neck. “Slide up and down.” You did as he said. “Yes, just like that, baby. Good job. Shit.”
You could feel the impression of his cock between your folds as you slid up and down on his crotch, and it made you shake. He was big, really big. Plus, it was hitting your clit perfectly. You whined.
“You need to cum, baby?” Harry asked.
You nodded and pouted.
“Me too,” Harry said. “I know. You can cum anytime. I’m here.” He threaded his fingers through yours. “I’ve got ya.”
“Pop up for a second,” he said. You hovered over him. Harry adjusted himself. When he told you to sit, your eyes got wide. “Are you comfortable with this?” Harry asked. Your pussy was lined up with the tip of his cock, both clothed, of course. You nodded. “Can you bounce for me?” he asked.
You grabbed onto Harry’s shoulders and bounced on him like you were riding him. “That’s it. Perfect. Look how perfect you are,” he said, his breath shaky.
“Harry,” you gripped his shoulders.
“Cum for me, please, honey.”
You threw your head back, biting your lip as you bounced. Harry leaned up and placed kisses on your neck. “You smell so good.” He put his left arm around your back. “Can I help you out a little?”
You picked your head up, looking him in the eyes. “Ok,” you nodded shyly.
“It’s alright for me to touch you?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Are you sure? You can just keep grinding on me. I will keep my hands to myself. You tell me,” Harry said, putting another kiss on your neck.
“Touch me, please.”
You adjusted, loosening the tie on your pajama pants. Harry hesitated, but you grabbed his hand and put it in the waist of your pants.
“No going back. You still want this?” Harry said.
“Please. I trust you,” you whined.
That’s all it took for Harry’s hand to slide down your front and place a finger on your clit, rubbing it in slow circles. You moaned loudly, and your legs shook. Harry watched every twitch and expression on your face, his mouth dropping low when yours did.
“You’re so wet for me. So good. Does that feel good?” He cooed.
“Uh huh. Please-please don’t stop,” you shook.
“I’m not stopping, baby, until you cum. Come on. I know it’s close. I can feel it.”
He sped his finger up a little more, and within a minute, you were cumming on it. You gripped his hair and put your face in his neck as you rode out your orgasm.
“Shit,” you heard Harry say. This was the hottest thing you have ever done. When you stopped shaking, Harry pulled his fingers out and kissed your temple. “You alright?” You nodded.
He rubbed your back. “You did so well, baby. So brave and so assertive. I’m really proud of you.” Harry kissed your forehead.
You picked your head up and kissed him. “I feel bad that you didn’t cum.”
Harry cleared his throat. “Don’t worry about me.” Harry had, in fact, cum, right when you did. You clenching on his hand sent him over the edge, but it was embarrassing to admit that he cum in his pants.
When you came to your senses, you got off of Harry’s lap. “Let me get you a napkin to wipe your fingers off,” you chuckled nervously.
“No need,” he said, sticking his fingers in his mouth, sucking off your cum.
“Oh,” you said, shockingly. You watched in awe as his fingers popped out of his mouth.
“Fuck. I knew you’d taste so sweet,” he said, moaning.
You had to squeeze your legs together again. “Um,” you pushed a piece of hair behind your ear. “I’m going to use the bathroom, and then it’s all yours.”
Harry nodded. You briskly walked to the bathroom, cleaning up between your thighs. You splashed some water on your face, changed your pants, and told Harry the bathroom was free.
He got up to use it. You blew out a breath, clicked “No” on the “Are you still watching?” message, and shut the TV off.
Your phone chimed with a text. Thought you said I wouldn’t need headphones
Omg we weren’t that loud. In fact, Harry was very quiet.
Was it good? I know he has a big one 🍆
I didn’t really see it. We just sort of… dry humped, but it felt big
Go get that dick, girl!
Oh my God 🙈
Harry came out of the bathroom, holding his underwear. “Erm, I don’t suppose you have a bag I could put these in?”
“You can use my washing machine.”
“Oh, right, yeah. Thanks.”
You showed him where the washer and dryer were and offered him to borrow a pair of pants from you since he looked uncomfortable in them. They were a little short, but they would do.
“Well, I guess you should get Donald home,” you chuckled nervously.
“You want me to leave?” Harry raised an eyebrow.
“Whatever you want to do. I can drop your pants off to you tomorrow.”
“I will take Donald home, feed him, get him settled, but I’m coming back.”
“It’s ok. You don’t have to come back,” you shook your head.
“I just licked your cum off my fingers. I think we need to at least talk about it,” he said.
Your face turned beet red. “Um, ok.”
Harry gathered up his stuff and put Donald on his leash. He pecked a kiss on your lips. You gave Donald a kiss. “I’ll be back in about an hour, ok?”
“You really don’t have to.”
“I’ll see you then, and I’ll bring dinner.” He gave you one last peck before heading out the door. In one minute, there was a knock. You thought it was Harry, but it was Gabbie.
“Tell. Me. Everything,” she said.
Gabbie walked into your apartment and squealed. “You can’t stay too long. He’s coming back. He just had to drop his dog off.”
“(Y/N), blah blah. Skip to the humping.”
“Gabbie…”
“Come on. Spill it. I’m not gonna tell anyone. I live with a goldfish.”
“We were watching movies, having a stay-in date. The second movie got kind of steamy, and Harry was tracing circles on my thigh, and I just…kind of sat on his lap, and it turned into humping,” you shrugged.
“Amazing! So are you ready for sex sex now?” Gabbie asked.
You sighed and sat down on the couch next to your friend. “Gabbie, he’s perfect.”
“Ok?” She asked.
“And if he sees me naked, I’m going to scare him away, and I can’t do that cause he’s perfect,” you whined.
“Babe, he’s not going to get scared away. That man is clearly smitten with you. He wouldn’t have wanted to date you if he didn’t find you attractive, right?” Gabbie asked.
“Yeah, but-.”
“No, buts. Ok. Maybe a little butt. I don’t know what you’re into,” she said.
“Oh, my God!” You put your head in your hands.
“Listen, I’m not trying to tell you you have to have sex. Do it on your own time, but if you’re only holding back because you think Harry isn’t going to like what he sees, you’re crazy.” She took your hands. “Girl, you’re hot, like it’s unfair how hot you are, and this is coming from a straight girl.”
You chuckled at that. “I just have this fear. Like what if he gets what he wants and then that’s it?”
“You know that’s not going to happen. He’s going to be like ‘mmmm more please.’”
You giggled. “More, please?”
“Yes. That’s exactly what he’s going to say.” She laughed. Then, you laughed. “Do it on your timeline, but don’t make him wait forever,” Gabbie said. “But, be safe and use protection. I’m not babysitting.”
You whacked her on the arm. “Thank you for talking to me.”
“Anytime girl.” She hugged you and then left.
You finished prepping for Harry to come back, even though you told him he didn’t have to. An hour and 10 minutes passed, and you were losing hope.
When there was a knock on your door two minutes later, you quickly walked to open it. “Sorry, I’m late, baby. The line for food was insane. They didn’t have milkshakes, so I went to another location, and it was a whole mess.”
Harry put the food down on the counter and then kissed you. “I hope McDonald’s is ok. I was craving a Big Mac.”
You had tears in your eyes. “You could’ve skipped the milkshakes.”
“I know they make you happy, and I always want to make you happy, so I had to get them,” he said.
You gave him a few small pecks and a “thank you” before you dug into your food.
“I was going to text you, but my hands were full, and then I had to drive and make sure nothing spilled and-.”
“Harry,” you said, mid-chew. “It’s ok. You’re here now. Thank you for the food and the trouble.”
“It was no trouble,” he said, sitting down next to you. “Nothing’s trouble for you.”
You hummed as you ate your chicken nuggets and fries. After you ate, Harry placed his hand on your thigh. “I don’t want things to be awkward between us.”
“They’re not,” you sipped your milkshake.
“It just seemed like you wanted me to go home and not come back.”
“Well, at first I kind of did,” you put your milkshake down. “But, I thought it over and we’re adults, right? In a relationship, something like that was bound to happen.”
He squeezed your thigh. “I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me.”
You shook your head. “No. I’m not uncomfortable, never around you. I was just a little embarrassed.”
“And that’s understandable,” Harry cupped your cheek. “And if you ever don’t want to do something, you have to tell me.”
You nodded. Harry gave you a kiss. You finished your milkshake. When you made your way over to the couch, Harry said, “Listen, I’ve got to talk to you about something.”
“Ok,” you swallowed.
“It’s nothing bad. I promise! Just a favor,” he said.
“What do you need?”
“Now that I’m officially the boss and was just kind of thrust into this, they want me to do a training seminar. Sadly, there’s no plus one for this one,” he said. “But, if you could just take care of Donald when I’m gone, I’d appreciate it.”
“Sure! When is it?”
“Next month. I really appreciate it, babe. Thank you. He loves you, and you’re cheaper than a kennel," he laughed.
You chuckled. “You don’t know my hourly rate!” You joked.
“Oh yeah. What is it?”
“A kiss for every hour you’re gone,” you bit your lip.
“That I can afford,” he said, leaning forward to kiss you.
“This one doesn’t count!” You said.
“Fine by me.” Your little kiss turned into a makeout session. When you were out of breath, you pulled apart.
Harry ran a hand through his hair and blew out a breath. You yawned. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll head out,” he said.
“Sorry,” you waved your hand through the yawn. “You don’t have to leave.”
“I would love to stay, baby, but I gotta get home to Donald. I’ll text you tomorrow.”
“Ok,” you pouted.
“Come on. Walk me to the door,” he held his hand out.
You got up and walked to the door with him. “Did you enjoy this date?” Harry asked.
“Are you kidding?” You asked.
He chuckled. “Just checking. Need me to give you a wake-up call tomorrow?”
You shook your head. “I’ll be fine.”
“Ok.” Harry gave you a kiss on the lips and then one on the forehead. “Sweet dreams, honey. Lock up behind me, ok?”
“Good night.”
Harry left, you locked the door, and went to your bedroom, feeling more confident than ever in yourself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Monday rolled around, you and Harry went to HR on your lunch break. You decided to go then because fewer people were around. When you both showed up at the HR department, the woman, Susan, raised her eyebrows. “How can I help you two?”
You sat down, and Harry blew out a breath. “We… need to fill out some forms.”
“Who harassed whom?” she sighed, looking through her forms.
“No, no!” He sat back. “(Y/N) and I…. are together.” Harry intertwined his fingers with yours. “And we just want to cover our bases.”
“Oh,” Susan looked at the two of you over her glasses. “No PDA in the office,” she said. Harry let go of your hand. “When did this thing start?” she asked.
“A few weeks ago, maybe like a month,” Harry said.
“I have to read a few statements here that you need to agree to and then sign these papers,” Susan said, laying them out in front of you.
“Neither party should initiate public displays of affection while in office. That includes kissing, hand-holding, pet names, and especially intercourse,” she said.
“If said party breaks up, the company is not responsible for their working relationship. That being said, neither person can be fired or demoted because of said breakup.”
She went on to read a bunch more stuff, and your head started to hurt. “Do you both agree to these rules?”
“Yes,” you said.
“I do,” Harry replied.
“Good. Sign there and initial there and there,” Susan said. You both did as she said. “Are you planning to make this arrangement public?”
“No. At least not right away. We’re still fairly new ourselves,” Harry said.
“Ok. Well, if you do, and your coworkers harass you for it, you come to me,” Susan said.
“Thank you,” you smiled. Susan smiled back.
“You two make a very cute couple,” she said.
You both looked at each other. “Thank you. We think so, too,” Harry said.
“Off you go now,” Susan said.
You and Harry both returned to your desks right before lunch ended. Coworkers were starting to come back. “Make sure you take time to eat, ok?” he said, putting his hand on your back. “You can clock back in since I took up all of your time.”
“Ok.”
“Thanks for doing that.”
“Yeah, of course.”
“I would have felt horrible if we got caught and then we didn’t have the papers signed,” he said.
“Yeah. Me too.”
“You ok?” He asked.
“Mmhmm. I… just don’t want anyone to hear,” you smiled.
“Right. I’ll get back to work. You. Eat.”
“Yes, sir,” you said.
Harry groaned, and you giggled. He walked back to his desk, and you ate your lunch.
About a minute later, Harry texted. Do you want to come over tonight?
You smiled, texting him back. Idk if my boyfriend would like that
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