✰ baby honey ✰ #4 (dom!harry)
You need Harry’s attention while out with friends, and he makes sure you get it..
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(temporary a/n : I’m changing the layout from “parts” to “#” since these are not exactly continuations of each other)
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warnings/tags: domrry, harry x reader, daddy kink, praise kink, oral(f receiving), semi-public sex, alcohol consumption, dom!harry, smut, fingering
You felt a little out of place surrounded by Harry’s longtime friends. You knew each of them, knew them well - but you didn’t necessarily talk to any of them. Your arms were wrapped around his left arm, keeping close as he spoke and laughed with the people sitting around the big semi circle table. The club was more fancier than most, but you were familiar with the space. It didn’t help ease your nerves, though.
“Fuckin’ hell.” Harry groaned as he almost knocked over the glass in front of him. He grabbed it and brought it to his lips.
You watched closely as his pink lips brushed the glass as he took a long sip. You licked your own lips and reverted your eyes to your lap. He felt your quick stare and decided to pay you some attention for a while.
“Wanna try it?” He rested his wrist on your leg as he held the glass.
You sighed gently, but took it anyways. When you smelled it, you nearly choked. It was very strong - you didn’t drink very much so anything easily wasn’t appealing to you.
“Try it, babe.” He chuckled as he watched you.
You sipped the drink but instantly shook your head as it slid down your throat. You sat the glass on the table and grabbed your water instead. You took a long guzzle, clearing your mouth of the nasty taste.
“You’re cute.” He leaned into you, smiling sweetly as he kissed your temple.
“You’re cuter.” You giggled back, reaching up to scratch the side of his chin. His facial hair was growing out a bit.
“I-“
“Harry! Take a shot.” Niall’s cheerful voice broke the comfortable quietness between you two.
You frowned, but he kissed your lips gently and gave you an apologetic look. He leaned away from you and back towards the rest of the table. You sighed as you had to tighten your grip on his arm to keep hold of it. Your eyes were glued to the table cloth, it was gently blowing from the cool breeze in the room. The temperature was nice, you were comfortable.
Harry slid the shot glass back onto the table, but before he could turn to you, Niall insisted they do another. Harry didn’t protest. Your nails were digging through the thing fabric of his sleeves. He grunted and took a moment to look at you when Niall and someone else began to talk.
You smiled when his eyes met yours again. But what he said didn’t make you feel any better.
“Baby, hold my hand instead, yeah? You’re making it a little hard to move.” His smile wasn’t convincing. He wasn’t being mean, but you were still annoyed.
“I like holding on to you.” You pouted, eyebrows dropping.
He licked his lips. “Please, lovey? Don’t be difficult.”
“You’re being difficult. I’ve been doing this all night.” The whining that left your mouth wasn’t something he wanted to hear. He didn’t intend to upset you.
“Baby love, be nice for me, okay?”
You pulled your arm away from him and crossed it over your chest with the other one. Your eyes were staring at nothing - avoiding him. He noticed how hostile you were and he sighed, his hand rubbing your thigh in an attempt to calm you.
“Baby, I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at me.”
His hand slid to the inside of your thigh, your dress riding up as he did so. You grabbed the loose fabric and shoved it back down, his hand under it. He leaned against you, his lips close to your temple as he spoke.
“I’ll make it up to you tonight, I promise.”
You rolled your eyes. “I don’t want to do anything.”
“Then tomorrow.. or whenever you want.” He tried to compromise.
Your silence was bothering him. He huffed and snatched his hand away from your thigh. He turned to face you, hiding you from everyone’s sight. You bit your cheek, eyes moving to his. You expected him to be angry but he wasn’t. He was concerned, a softness filled his pretty eyes.
“We should’ve stayed at home. You hate.. being here. M’sorry.”
You gulped. “It’s fine I.. I just.. want to be close to you.”
“Are..” he paused to glance over his shoulder, checking to see if anyone was looking but nobody was paying you any attention. He looked back, eyebrows furrowed as he studied your face. “Are you feeling little?”
You shrugged. “Not.. not yet.”
“Let me know.. if you do, okay? You know I’ll always take care of you.” His hand moved to your jaw and he held you gently, thumb rubbing your skin.
Your fingers wrapped around his wrist, forcing his touch onto your skin. “We didn’t do anything all day.. didn’t even kiss.. or cuddle.. you woke up and left me in bed.. you worked then we ate and showered then we got ready and.. and nothing. We didn’t do anything.”
He knew what you were referring to. He frowned. “I know. M’sorry. I was busy and I didn’t make time for you.. I should’ve.”
Your eyes dropped to his chest. The top couple of buttons of his shirt aren’t closed, his skin exposed. You swallowed, trying to ignore what you wanted to think about but it was too hard. He tapped your jaw with his thumb to get your attention. You lifted your gaze and felt your cheeks flushing.
“Do you.. do you need something, baby?”
“You.”
He smiled gently. “What do you need?”
You sighed heavily, but leaned in closer to him. Your hands grabbed either side of his waist and you fisted the material of his shirt. He hummed when your lips brushed his, but a kiss didn’t bloom.
“Can you.. at least rub me?” Your voice was in a soft whisper, your eyes closing as you hid your face in the crook of his neck.
His arms slid around your waist and pulled you closer, chuckling in your ear. “Want my fingers, baby doll? What about my tongue, hm? Need that, too?”
You whimpered, nodding gently against him. He smirked, hands squeezing your body possessively. He knew you were needy, you always were. But especially now, after a long day of being deprived from him. Harry wanted to make it up to you, wanted to give you anything and everything.
He hummed as you moved your lips to his ear, warm breath fanning his skin. “Wan’ your cock, too.”
“Mm, I can make that happen, baby. All of it.”
“Wan’ you now.” You groaned, hoping he would oblige.
“Can take you to the bathroom.. You hate doing it in the bathrooms, though.” His laugh made you smile.
He was right, you hated public bathrooms. They weren’t the cleanest, even in a fancy place like this. You would rather fuck on the table in front of everyone. Harry didn’t drive his car here, so you couldn’t go back there. You thought about the suggestion. You thought about the rewards.. how good it would feel to finally have him..
“I want to. Please.”
He nodded. “Okay.. let’s go then.”
Your smile made his heart beat faster - you were happy. He motioned for you to slide out of the big booth. You were thankful he had you on the very outside. He knew you didn’t like sitting next to people. Harry excused himself from the table, getting a few questions from his friends but ultimately ignoring them. You couldn’t hide the grin on your face as Harry guided you to the bathroom. You were in front of him, but he was directly behind you - hands gripping your waist as you walked.
When you entered the women’s restroom, Harry took you down to the biggest stall. As soon as he locked the stall, you spun around and threw both arms around his neck. You were giggling and gasping as he grabbed you and kissed all over your face. His teeth nipped at your cheek as he squeezed your hips. Moans were spilling from your throat, his mouth sucking spots on your neck. He didn’t want you to be pressed against the not so clean wall, so he gladly put his own back against it. You broke away from him and went to fall on your knees. He grabbed your arms and pulled you back up. You were confused, but didn’t say anything.
“I said I want to make things up to you.. so let me.”
You sighed. “I want you.”
“Let me take care of you the best I can right now.”
You nodded softly, taking a step back as he motioned you to. He grabbed your hips and quickly kissed you. Before you even realized it, he was sinking to his knees. You gasped when he shoved your dress up and attacked your covered mound with his mouth.
“Harry..” you breathed out, eyes closing as you realized he was about to give you the services of his mouth.
He rarely did it like this, only because it was rarely needed. Usually, things were in your favor and you had access to a car or a bed or a private surface - but a bathroom really isn’t that ideal.
He pulled your panties down your legs and held them so they wouldn’t touch the floor. You stepped out of them and he gladly shoved them into his back pocket. His big hands separated your legs and he tilted his head back, tongue instantly swiping through your wet folds.
“Fuck.” You groaned, not afraid to be loud in a space that wasn’t private at all.
He kept licking and spitting until he knew you were soaked. His mouth closed around your clit and he sucked hard. Your fingers curled into his scalp, pulling at his hair and forcing his face into your cunt. He didn’t mind, he was happy as could be between your legs.
“Harry, Harry, Harry!” Your head fell back, mouth open as moans came out.
His tongue was flicking against your clit, sliding through your folds just to poke into you for a moment. The process was repeated again and again. You couldn’t control the sensations, it was all so good. The fact you were in a public bathroom left your mind and you let it all out.
“Harry! Fuck me, please.” You begged, head dropping to watch him.
His eyes were shut and his focus was on your cunt. His strong hands held onto your thighs, keeping you in place while he ate you out.
“Please, please, please.” You groaned. “Fingers.. please.”
He chuckled, the vibrations making your spine tingle. He brought his index finger to your hole. He rubbed it around to get it wet, then slid it inside like you wanted. A heavy moan fell from your lips as you clenched around the digit. He soon added another once you were relaxed and used to him.
You threw your leg over his shoulder, providing more access. He took advantage of that and started sucking your clit harder, shoving his fingers further into you with no hesitation.
“Fuck!” You yelled as soon as you heard the door open.
Harry chuckled against your nub and let his tongue destroy it as someone went into a stall to handle their business. You were groaning like crazy, pulling his hair and throwing your head back. Your spine was tingling as an orgasm crept closer to you.
“M’gonna cum!” You announced it loud and very proud to Harry and the random woman in the bathroom.
You gasped again and again until finally it washed through you and your eyes rolled back. Harry hummed against your pussy as you spilled into his mouth and literally dripped down his fingers. You whined as the feelings ceased and you finally caught your breath. Harry slapped your thigh before standing up.
“Tastes so good, yeah.” He licked his lips clean of your juices. “Fuckin’ peach.”
You smirked and reached for his waist. You pulled him close and smeared your lips over his. His chin was still wet from your pussy, so you quickly swiped your tongue over his skin to grab a taste. He winked gently before grabbing your hips and turning you around.
“Put your hands on the wall. I’ll hold you tight.” He said as his hand pushed against the small of your back.
You bent over, hands splayed on the cold wall like he said. He shoved your dress up, exposing your ass to him. You heard him messing with his pants, and before long you felt the weight of his cock slap down on your ass cheek.
“Fuck me, please.”
“Yeah?” His voice went deep as he pressed his tip against your begging hole. “Want my cock deep in you, baby?”
“Yes, please! Fill me up.” You sighed as you felt him slip into you.
Harry groaned as soon as your walls swallowed him whole. He knew you weren’t interested in any soft, loving actions - so he immediately began to pound into you. His hips slapped into yours, the sound echoing in the bathroom. You were moaning like crazy, squeezing your breast through your dress and looking back at him. He caught your eye and smirked, slamming his cock deep into your pussy.
“Harry! Faster.”
He did as you wished, going as hard as he could without absolutely destroying your cunt. He wanted you to actually walk afterwards. Harry’s fingers dug into your hips as he buried his cock inside of you. His name flew from your mouth over and over again, the sound bouncing off the walls. The door shut, so you assumed whoever was in here finally left. It didn’t matter, you were clearly unconcerned with their presence anyways.
“Oh, fuck, baby.” Harry grunted as he let his nails sink into your skin. They weren’t too sharp. “Fuckin’ tight pussy.”
Needless to say, you and Harry got a well deserved, well needed fuck in tonight.
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Harry led you back to the table. You were kind of wobbly but he kept a tight hold of your waist to steady you. When you returned, his friends started smirking and cheering for him. The few women gave you grins and shook their heads. You felt your face heat up instantly.
“Harry just got him some pussy.” Niall, who was sloppy drunk, yelled happily, clapping as Harry slid into the booth.
You followed him, holding your breath out of nervousness. Harry rolled his eyes, but smirked proudly as he moved closer to you, his arm going over your shoulders and draping down your front. You reached up and grabbed his hand to lace your fingers together. You let your other palm sit on his warm thigh.
“Cut it out.” He chuckled, knowing that you didn’t like that sort of attention. You didn’t like any attention from anyone but him.
“Got a bit of something on your face, mate.” One of his friends said, touching his own cheek to indicate where.
A bold wave washed through you. You grabbed his chin and turned his head your way. You saw the smeared tinted lipgloss on his mouth and his cheeks. You bit your cheek as you licked your thumb and started to wipe it off. Harry watched your eyes as you focused on his skin. He was smiling gently, admiring your beauty. The after sex glow always made your eyes sparkle. He loved that.
“All better.” You gave him a sweet smile.
“Should’ve left it.” He winked before pecking your forehead.
You were okay with him looking back at his friends. You felt like you had gotten plenty of attention now, so he could chat with his friends without having to worry about you.
“Bathroom or the alley?” Niall grinned.
“The bathroom.” Harry scoffed. “Why the fuck would I take such a hot thing like her in the alley? Bit trashy, Horan.”
“Ma girl would’ve let me hit it here in front of all you fuckers.” Niall laughed, which made them all chuckle along with him, even Harry.
“Where’d she run off to?” Harry said, noticing Niall’s wife wasn’t there.
“Dunno. Went to get ‘nother bottle.” He replied.
One of their other friends chimed in, bringing the conversation back to you and Harry. “Surprised we couldn’t hear ya from here.”
Your chest was tightening as you heard him talking about what happened, and hearing the laughter he caused made you nervous. Surely he wouldn’t give details, he never did that. You squeezed his fingers tight and lowered your eyes to your legs. You could still see that your skin was flushed all over.
“Did ya wrap it?” Niall smirked.
“C’mon, man. Don’t be a prick.” Harry shook his head at Niall’s question.
You felt relieved, knowing Harry would never betray you like that. Sure, he’s hinted at things before to his friends like tonight for instance, but he’s never given them details. You were his, and he didn’t want anyone else to know anything about you or your body. He was selfish and jealous and you loved it.
Suddenly, your eyes went wide as you realized something. Harry never slid your panties back up your legs. You rubbed your thighs together maybe thinking you just forgot. You could still feel the wetness and the warmth of his cum, but you knew you had no panties on. You huffed and tried to get his attention. You tapped his thigh, but he was sipping his drink and listening to his friend talk about something. He wasn’t paying attention to you. You groaned and grabbed his thigh harder, shaking it.
He sat his glass down and looked over at you, eyebrows lifted high in question. You gave him a stern look and he frowned. He was afraid he had made you upset, he just didn’t know why.
“What’s wrong, baby?” He asked softly, leaning closer to ignore everyone else.
Your eyes shot across the table but nobody was looking. You grabbed his hand from his lap and guided it under your dress. He sighed and tried to stop you. You grunted and tugged on his fingers.
“Baby, we just-“
“Shh.” You cut him off with an eye roll.
He didn’t say anything, and let you take control again. You took his hand under your dress and pushed his fingers against your slit. He rubbed you for a second, thinking that’s what you wanted. You shuddered at the feeling, but sunk your nails in his forearm to stop him.
“Baby.. what’s wrong?”
“Feel.”
He moved his fingers through your slit, the hot cum coating his fingertips. He rubbed it around your clit to get it off his fingers.
“What?”
You groaned and huffed at him. “My panties.”
He was staring at you, trying to understand what you meant. Then, as he wiggled his fingers against your small folds he realized there was no barrier. His eyes widened and he slowly pulled his hand out from under you. You watched as he wiped his fingers on his pants leg. You wished he could’ve let you taste it, but it was too obvious. He reached behind him and you knew what he was looking for. And of course there your panties were in his back pocket.
“Fuck.” He muttered, unsure of what to do. “Just.. go without them, yeah? We won’t be here much longer.”
You whined. “Harry. What if they see?”
He shook his head. “They won’t.”
“Ah there she is.” Niall suddenly spoke as his wife approached the table.
A few people got out to let her back in. When she sat down, she kissed Niall’s lips gently and moved close to him, his arm wrapping around her. Niall was a prick at times, and a bit obnoxious, but he actually loved that woman. You weren’t her biggest fan, nor Niall’s, but they were Harry’s friends.. so you were kind to them.
“Yeah I went to the bathroom before I went to the bar..” A smirk covered her lips as her eyes trailed directly to yours.
You knew immediately what was going on because you two never spoke to one another, she never spared a glance your way. Your nails dug into Harry’s leg through his pants. He grunted, looking over at you with furrowed brows. He was curious to know what was wrong now. The whole underwear thing was still fresh on his mind, he was trying to be cautious and make sure you didn’t get up without him behind you so he could block you - just in case.
“I heard some interesting things.. someone was getting plowed.”
Harry’s own eyes went wide as well. He shot a glance to Niall before snatching up his drink and taking a sip. The wine slid down his throat slowly, a conversation sparking up at the table.
“Ah.. what a coincidence.” Niall’s grin didn’t go unnoticed. “Someone just fucked their girl in the bathroom.”
She gave Niall a wink. “Wonder who..”
“Funny, funny.” Harry sighed, rolling his eyes at the two and the others who were snickering. “Don’t be jealous.”
“Jealous?” Niall’s wife was very confident in herself, despite knowing her own personal sex life was nothing like yours.
It was a thing they all knew - Harry loved to fuck you.
“She must’ve liked what she heard.. she stayed in there a while.”
Everyone’s eyes, including Harry’s, shot your way as you spoke loudly. You never did that sort of thing, you didn’t even like most of the people at the table. Niall laughed, nudging his wife’s arm with his elbow.
“Got busted, babe.”
Harry smirked gently at you before licking his lips. He was sort of proud of you for speaking up and taking control. It wasn’t like you two were the only people who fuck in the bathrooms. It was quite common, especially at clubs. If you need it then you need it, no matter where you are.
“Should’ve stayed.” Harry chuckled. “I filled her up.”
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