summary: with YN’s mother out of town for the weekend, and most likely Harry, YN has decided to get a little wild. what she doesn’t know is that she should check her sources before inviting people into her home.
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Harry stands in shock at the bottom of the stairs, anger bubbling in his veins as he sees YN straddling some guy with her face in his chest, grinding against him. His left hand is beneath her shirt, groping her breast and tweaking her nipple. The two of them jump at the sound of a throat being cleared, YN immediately jumping off of the guy.
“YN, can I talk to you for a moment? Alone?” Harry grits, his arms folded as he approaches YN and some guy she’d brought home. He truly doesn’t even remember his name, and he sure as hell doesn’t plan to learn it.
She looks at the guy guiltily, sighing in disappointment. “I think you should leave,” she tells him, watching him hurriedly run from the house, his hand over his very obvious boner from having such a beautiful girl on top of him.
The second the door clicks shut, Harry is turning to YN in anger. “What the fuck was that?” he grits out, watching her struggle to find the words to explain herself. “What, you think that because I’m ‘out of town’ that you can invite anyone you like into my home? You think you can be a slut on the couch that I bought?“ he demands, watching her shake her head.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” she replies, not knowing how she’s going to get out of this one.
“You’re damn right you weren’t thinking,” he laughs darkly, unbuckling his belt. “Get over here and get on your knees. You’re in trouble,” he tells her, watching her scramble to obey.
She needs no further instruction, placing her hands behind her back and wrapping her lips around his cock before sucking on the head lightly. He hisses at the feeling, throwing his head back as she flicks her tongue over his slit gently.
“Just like that. See, I knew you could be a good girl,” he teases, grabbing the back of her head to push her all the way down his cock. She chokes for a second but then she relaxes, all of his prior training coming into play. For a moment she forgets to breathe, so he pulls out, letting her get some air.
She chokes for a few seconds before she’s wiping the saliva from her chin and neck. “Make sure you breathe through your nose,” he reminds her, waiting for her nod of recognition before he’s sliding his cock into her warm mouth once more, holding her there.
He feels her throat contract and release him, making him moan and look down at her. The sight makes his cock twitch right then; he sees tears streaming down her face as he fucks her throat, mascara staining beneath her eyes. Her eyes are locked on him, making him moan as his orgasm approaches.
Fuck, she looks so pretty for him, on her knees with tears on her face. He would have her down there all day, every day if he could. The thought of her keeping his cock warm with her mouth has him spiralling, sending him over the edge with a sharp thrust as he cums down her throat.
When he’s done, he’s pulling out and rubbing his hand up and down her back as she coughs from the feeling. “Good girl, did so well for me,” he praises, letting her catch her breath. The second she’s recovered, he’s grabbing her shoulders and harshly pulling her up. “Don’t think you’re off the hook, though. You’re not getting off easy tonight,” he warns her, watching her nod.
Making his way to the couch, he sits down and motions for her to come over to him. She stands in front of him, awaiting instruction. “Take all of your clothes off and get over my knee. I don’t want to have to tel you again,” he demands, YN moving quickly and taking off her tight, short dress.
When she’s over his knee, he smiles in satisfaction at her compliance. “I’m going to spank y’now,” he tells her, running a hand over her ass. “What are your colours?” he questions, needing to know if she’s in the right state of mind for this.
“Green, yellow, and red,” she replies obediently, making him hum at her words.
“Good. And what colour are you now?”
“Green,” she responds, and he nods, wasting no time before landing a sharp smack onto her ass. She cries out quietly, squirming at the slight pain before he’s soothing the area with his hand.
He repeats the action on each cheek multiple times, stopping at 30. By the time he’s done, she’s sniffling quietly and her eyes are glossy, Harry helping her sit up onto her heels to look at him.
“All done now, baby. What’s your colour?“ he asks her gently, knowing it was a lot. When she responds with yellow, he’s sighing in sympathy. “Alright, won’t punish you anymore. Are you ready for bed?” he asks, confused when she shakes her head.
“No, could we just relax a bit, maybe y’can play with me until I calm down?”
“Of course, what do you want me to do?”
“Can y’just eat me out or something maybe?” she questions timidly, making him smile softly at her.
“Of course, cmon. Let’s get you in the bed, hm?” he suggests, watching her nod eagerly. The two stand from the couch and make their way upstairs, Harry trailing closely behind YN.
She excitedly jumps onto the bed, immediately getting on her back. A small laugh leaves her as she hears Harry mumble something about her being a ‘greedy little brat’. Before he climbs onto the bed, he asks her one more question.
“Do you want one of your toys or just m’mouth?” to which she replies, “I just need you.”
The words have him groaning underneath his breath, making his way to the bed before he climbs on, spreading her legs as he gets comfortable.
He looks to her for confirmation before diving in, licking and sucking at her as she whines above him. With each swipe of his tongue, her orgasm is inching closer and closer, and her mind is foggy with the way he can break her down in just seconds.
When he repositions himself to slide a finger into her, though, her eyes are squeezed shut and her hands are flying to grip onto his hair. He immediately find her g-spot, hooking his fingertip on and stimulating it to the same pace he’s working on her clit.
The slight sting of her hands in his hair makes him groan into her, the vibrations sending her over the edge with a sharp intake of air, her legs shaking and her back arched as he stimulates her through it. He keeps at it until she’s arching away in overstimulation, propping up onto his knees.
“Do you think you can take me tonight or should we get cleaned up and ready for bed?” he asks, watching her closely.
“No, no. Need you to fuck me please,” she begs, making him chuckle.
“Alright, alright,” he responds, grabbing a condom from the bedside drawer. “On y’side, facing the door,” he demands, and she’s instantly turning, her heart beating in anticipation as he slips behind her once he has the condom on.
Wasting no time, he lines his cock up with her dripping hole, sliding in slowly before resting there for a moment.
“Oh,” she gasps out, her jaw dropped as she can feel him in her stomach. “Right there,” she confirms, nodding her head. He laughs darkly behind her, reaching his dominant hand up to wrap it around her throat, pressing down on the spot that makes her head floaty.
That combined with his brutal thrusts has her in literal heaven, and with how wrecked she is for him, she’s already about to cum. He can sense it, squeezing even harder on the pressure point before leaning up to her ear.
“Did he ever fuck you like this?” he questions, thrusting so hard that her body flies forward with every thrust just for him to yank her back onto him.
“I- I never fucked him,” she manages to get out, her hands fisting the sheets as he wrecks her. With each thrust, the tip of his cock is hitting her g-spot dead on, making her squeeze her thighs together and push her add back onto him, chasing her orgasm.
“Yeah, I bet you didn’t,” he spits, doubling his efforts and smirking as she cries out even louder. “Because you know i’ve ruined this cunt for anyone else,” he decides, thrusting as deep as he can go one last time, feeling her lock down on him.
“That’s it, cream on my cock,” he moans, his face scrunching up as his orgasm takes over as well, a grunt leaving him as he fills the condom.
He stays inside her, buried to the hilt until the both of them can breathe normally, and then he’s pulling out gently and climbing up to dispose of the condom. Making his way back over to the fucked out girl, he presses a kiss to her forehead. “Cmon, let’s get you cleaned up.”
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The Poisonous Fangs (INCOMPLETE)
A vampire cradles their dying human friend in their arms. They have a limited amount of time to convince them to let them turn them into a vampire.
Vampire!Harry
Sneak Peak
Part 1 - POSTED 8/17/2023
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Part 3
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Morning, Baby (INCOMPLETE)
Y/N wakes up in bed next to her dad's bestfriend, Harry, one morning. Confused at where things lie, she wrestles with if the relationship is worth the risk.
Dbf!Harry
Sneak Peak
Part 1
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