he goadingly slowly moved her step daughter's nightgown, careful not to wake her up. He was on cloud nine realising his wife had gone to sleep and finally cut the call but that meant Y/N was too. He swore he could keep it to himself, jerking off in the washroom was more than enough, because after how he left her on the couch only to come back with aftercare and feel even more turned on was something that had never happened before but when he saw her sleeping in her favourite position on her tummy with one leg hiked up, it was as if she was inviting him and how could he say no to his princess right.
He smeared his love for her on her ass he kneaded her butt, careful not to wake her up, smiling when he heard her ragged breath. He rolled down her panties, sniffing them and then throwing them somewhere in the room. He prodded at her recently trespassed hole with two of his fingers, resulting in the sleeping beauty to take a deep breath. To say he was hard was an understatement. He removed his boxers and settled back into opening his princess for him. He started thrusting her finger in her and like the angel she is, she came in no time without waking up.
He delicately turned her around, pulling her nightgown down her tits and layering her tits with her cum, making sure to scoop out every drop while she slept like a baby that she is. He was growing hornier by every passing second, just looking at her in this state. He pushed each of her knees beside her tits when she for the first time shivered and thought aww my poor baby is cold.
"what are you doing daddy?" she whispered, gasping when harry lapped at her tits, cleaning off his candy- her cum from it but immediately stopped when he got an euphoric idea, knowing she'll easily comply in her sleep fogged brain.
"nothing baby, just taking a picture for mum, mind holding your legs." he proposed and she meekly nodded, holding her legs. Harry's cock was throbbing and aching, he wanted nothing but to fuck her but first he haphazardly picked up his phone from the nightstand, clicking pictures of her angel, only angel. Once satisfied he dumped the phone on the bed like a toxic ex, straightaway going for her pussy and thrusting in without any wetness.
"it hurts" she cried out, being broken from her sleep.
"shh it's okay baby, i'm just cold, you'll feel better in a few." He started thrusting in her mercilessly, tweaking and lapping at her breasts. The room was no longer giving off sleepy vibe but it oozed euphoria, ecstasy and cum, just like Y/N. Harry thrusted in her like an animal, and after she came, he laid her down on her side, taking his position behind her while shutting her legs to increase the pressue.
"oh my poor baby, no need to cry, just one more and i swear daddy will let you sleep... yes love pinky promise."
but promises are meant to be broken right. Instead he manhandled her, afterall she was his cumslut.
this is one of the blurbs that was here in my drafts.. as for your requests, they are in the making, i’m so sorry it’s taking time but i’m having continuous exams till April 😭 hopefully i’ll do well and apologies for the delay!
summary: in which yn is bent over doing yoga and harry wants her to stay just like that
warning: smut, cheating, age gap, oral, unprotected sex, squirting
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placing his car keys on the hook near the front door of the house, harry hurriedly slips his shoes off to search for yn, knowing that they only have about an hour or so to themselves while her mother is shopping with her friends.
the first place he checks is the kitchen, and when he doesn’t find her there, he hurries up to her room. he finds her bed empty and made, and her ensuite light is off so he knows she’s not in there. he frowns and takes in the look of the room because he knows her car is in the garage, and that’s when he notices that her yoga mat is gone from the corner next to her dresser and the jewelry she wears everyday is still there.
turning on his heel, he hurries down the steps into the basement where their home gym is, stopping in the doorway with a small smile as he sees yn there with her headphones on and looking at a video on her laptop, stretching.
he’s glad he caught her before she got all the way into the workout because he knows she’d be pissed if he interrupted. he watches her as she takes a sip of her water before standing up to stretch, ultimately ending up in a downward dog position. he can’t help but look at the way her thighs cause the tiny shorts she’s wearing to roll up just a bit, going higher and higher until he can see the underside of her ass.
that’s when he steps into action, taking long strides over to her and pressing his erection into her ass. she gasps in shock and nearly tumbles forward but he catches her, his hands gripping her hips to keep her pressed to him. she knows it’s him by the feeling of his rings on her skin, and she reaches forward to pause her video before taking her headphones off.
“you’re always so horny,” she grumbles halfheartedly, and he knows it has no real weight as she pushes her hips back to meet his touch, spreading her legs to aid him in sliding the shorts down her legs.
she hears him click his tongue from behind her as she steps out of them, rubbing his hands over the swell of her ass for a moment. “no, ‘m not. you should be thanking me, really,” he responds.
“and why is that?” she asks, taking note of the fact that he’s now kneeling behind her. he spreads her open with his fingers and groans as his mouth practically waters before he answers.
“because i’m here t’help you align your chakras and whatnot,” he explains, causing her to bark out a laugh at his dumb joke. “‘m just gonna start with this one,” he finishes before he’s leaning forward and sliding his tongue through her folds. she gasps in shock and adjusts her upper body so that she doesn’t fall over, making sure she’s stable.
she barely even gets it together before he’s doing it again, groaning into her as he laps at the arousal that’s started to form there. he buries his face even deeper and pulls her closer, exploring every inch of her with his tongue. he feels her legs start to shake from the strain of the angle, so he helps her down onto her knees, lowering himself behind her and pushing her upper back down before going back in.
he buries his face into her once more and alternates between licking at her and sucking on her swollen clit, and yn begins to push back toward his face as his actions quickly work her up to an orgasm. she cums with a shout and a cry of his name, and he doesn’t let up with his tongue, working her through the whole thing as he groans against her.
when she comes down from the intense waves, she thinks he’s finally going to put his cock in her but he immediately proves her wrong. he helps her lie flat on her stomach and spreads her legs once more before going in with his mouth again, attacking her sensitive flesh. her nails are scratching up the yoga mat as she cries out in both overstimulation and pleasure, moving away from him just a bit when he begins to suck on her clit.
he’s not having that, though, moving his hands to her hips to keep her close as he renders her speechless, only wordless babbles leaving her lips and tears of pleasure leave her eyes. the grip he has on her forces an arch in her back, essentially giving him even better access to her, and harry manages to pull two more orgasms from her before she’s shaking and squirming from the overstimulation, and even then he pushes a bit further since he knows how much she can take.
with one last swipe of his tongue he lets her fall flat onto her stomach again pulling his shorts down to his thighs as he frees himself. he’s hard as a rock and leaking as he runs his thumb over the sensitive tip before giving himself a few strokes. he’s definitely desperate at this point, and he helps yn flip over onto her back so that he can see her as he finally buries himself in her.
he’s already on the verge of cumming as he watches her face change from a look of relaxed bliss to one of unmistakable pleasure. he has to close his eyes for a moment to keep his orgasm at bay, and the second he feels like he can move, he does. immediately, he sets a quick pace, grabbing one of her legs to hook over the crook of his arm, giving him an angle he knows will get her there quick.
her nails are digging into his shoulders but he couldn’t care less, her moans spurring him on as he brings her closer and closer. he’s inside of her for less than 10 minutes, keeping the angle and pace consistent, but what sends her flying over the edge with no warning is when he begins to rub two fingers over her clit, matching the pace of his thrusts. her orgasm brings warm spurts of wetness that make him look down to the source, a groan leaving him when he realizes she’s squirting.
his thrusts become a bit choppy as her pussy clenches down on him so tight that he can barely move, and he has to pull out when he feels his balls draw up in warning of his orgasm. stroking himself quickly a few times, he moans in relief as he finally cums, warm spurts of his orgasm landing on her lower stomach. when he’s finished, he’s panting as he tucks his softened cock back into his shorts and focusing on her as the aftershocks run through her sensitive body.
he rubs his hands over her sides, arms, and thighs to ground her, and she finally catches her breath at the same time her mind becomes clear again. then he’s making sure she’s alright before he runs to the bathroom that’s down there and grabbing some towels, a small one to wet and clean her up and some dry ones to clean the floor.
once she’s all cleaned up he helps her back into her shorts and off the floor, the both of them bending down to clean despite him telling her he’s got it. she gets to work on the mat as he does the hardwood floors, the both of their eyes widening as they head the sound of heels clacking against the stairs leading to them.
they both look up to see yn’s mother standing there with a scowl on her face and a phone pressed to her ear, taking in the sight of them cleaning up. she quickly ends the call and scoffs at the mess on the floor. harry quickly gathers the towels and heads toward the laundry room to place them in the wash, slipping past his wife without a word.
“did you spill your water or something, yn? i told you that you need to be more careful! it’s just like last week when you spilled something on the kitchen floor! you’ve been so clumsy lately, get it together,” her mother scolds, and she wants so badly to defend herself but she can’t without exposing her and harry, so she just gathers her things and pushes past her with a scoff, heading back up to her room.
Touya and Harry bond over telling each other stories. They were both lonely kids, both spent long hours in complete isolation expecting for a voice in their head, so in an attempt to make each other feel less alone they started to spin stories. Stories about little boys finding their power and defeating monsters. Stories of heroes and magic that made both things seem less scary. Stories that filled long hours locked in a cupboard or a training room and made them forget the aches. They continue the habit as they grow older.
They get a dog, of course, a mastiff that thinks she is a lapdog and is that absolute sweetest thing. Touya makes sure she’s trained as both guard dog and service dog for Harry to help with his ptsd after the war.
They also get a snake, and incidentally Harry kept the ability to speak to snakes because Touya thought it was so cool when they were kids that Harry sort of… absorbed it through accidental magic without ever realizing it. This causes a lot of confusion after the war.
Harry is both officially named as a hero and officially retired as a hero on the same day. Two days after the Battle of Hogwarts. This actually offers him a fair bit more protection when he moves to Japan as they have far more support for heroes current and former than Wizarding Britain ever did.
Harry only ever gets one piercing (though he does get several tattoos) and it’s just the lobe of his left ear that he always wears a blue stud in. Touya has a matching one in green. Touya’s siblings make fun of them endlessly about them being wedding rings.
Stepdad Harry
Harry has nightmares all the time, and frankly never had that great of a sleep schedule to begin with, so it’s not rare for Bella to wake up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water and find him sitting at the table cradling a cooling cup of tea between his hands as he stares at nothing. After James it’s pretty common for her to come down after nightmares of her own to find a second mug of tea waiting for her.
Harry absolutely takes up knitting. It started as a suggestion from Hermione to build up strength in his hands again after cruiatus damage left over for the war and he found that he really liked it. He could rival Molly for sweater making ability. Bella cries when, after complaining about how much colder Washington is than what she’s used to, she finds a plush sweater sitting on her bed that is perfectly oversized in just the way she likes her clothes to be. She doesn’t remember the last time someone took care of her so willingly.
Charlie keeps trying to teach Harry how to drive and every time Harry whines and complains that the only vehicle worth operating is a broom. Harry never does get his license.
For all of Harry’s unending beef with Carlisle, he and Esme get along incredibly well. They trade gardening tips constantly.
Bella is of course a bit skeptical of her new step sibling, particularly with Teddy being so much younger than her, but the two for whom click almost instantly despite being so different. Teddy loves to drag Bella out with them to play outside and Bella is one of the few people that can get them to wind down and take it easy rather than rushing from one thing to the next. Both Charlie and Harry get misty eyed the first time they see the two of them barefoot and laughing as they dance together in the rain. Both of them acting like kids. Harry kicks off his shoes and drags Charlie out to join them, the rain hiding all traces of his tears even as he beams at his family who are all so alive and free in away he had never dared hope for himself.
one of the pieces.. still editing but lmk if you guys want it cause I'm still kinda debating on posting it
"daddy." she whispered into his neck, her lips touching his neck. Harry wanted a physical contact, it's been an hour in this position and he knew she could wake up any moment but it was killing him. He slowly carressed her thigh and sighed in the process. He knew he was just making the matters worse for him but still slowly drifted his hands up and up till he was met by the hem of her underwear. He shuffled beneath her, trying to contain himself and only foucs on carresing her thighs.
I feel like Teddy decides that his future step-sister Bella needs his protection cause I am a sucker for the trope of protective little brothers so imagine him giving Edward the stink eye and baring his teeth at anyone who annoys Bella.
BABY TEDDY WHO IS SO PROTECTIVE IS PERFECTION
Edward comes over while Bella is babysitting one day and while Teddy had never been his biggest fan before (they much prefer Alice, Rose, and Emmett) for the minute he walks though the door it’s all narrowed eyes that are far more gold than their usual brown and growls so low that Bella wouldn’t be able to hear them. When she goes to the bathroom he’s met with a child with a mouth full of too sharp teeth standing on the coffee table to be able to make eye contact.
“I don’t like you.”
Edward blinks. He’s not entirely sure how he’s supposed to respond to a eight year saying that with such conviction. “O…Kay?”
Those eyes, green now (when did they change? How did they change? Is it part of why he can’t hear Teddy and his father?) and so like Harry’s when he squares off with Carlisle, narrow further. “If you hurt her I’ll be very mad. So will Dad.”
He’s being threatened by a child.
It’s working.
He has a bad feeling he knows why Alice was loudly singing K-pop in her head before he left.
“Noted.”
Another growl, but before Teddy can say anything else the bathroom door opened upstairs, and they are once again all warm brown eyes and sweet smiles to greet their sister. Bella laughs when she picks them up off the table and tells them Charlie will have a fit if he sees another one of them climbing on counters in the house. Teddy glares at him over her shoulder.
I hope you know that in the Stepdad Harry AU Harry’s entire wardrobe consists of Weasley sweaters, one (1) leather jacket that was originally Sirius’, every single flannel button up and t shirt that Charlie Swan has ever owned, and maybe two pairs of jeans.
Am I (M25) the asshole for beating up my step daughter’s (F17) boyfriend (M104)?
u/Neville-Ron-Dursley
Hey Reddit, throwaway because I don’t want my step daughter finding this. Basically I’ve been with B’s dad (M55) for a while now and she recently came to live with her dad, me, and my child (NB8). Things have been going great until recently she started dating. Her boyfriend who I will call E did save her from a car accident, yes, but I recently found out he has been sneaking in through her window to watch her sleep (this has been fixed and he can no longer get in). Other than that there have been multiple issues with sudden “vacations” that have led to B getting hurt and most recently a misunderstanding that made E pack up his entire family and move around the world without warning and B has been rather depressed.
Here is where I might be the arsehole, I found E and attempted to knock some sense into him with the help of his sister R (F90) a losing battle im afraid and brought him back home to have a chat like normal people. B thinks this was overkill. Frankly I believe I was being rather reserved.
Remember your stepdad Harry Au? And the au where Harry gets adopted by Aizawa and Yama when he is like 8 and Dumbledork intercepts his mail so he can't tell them all of the fucked up shit that happened?
Anyway having much fun, almost done with October
Stepdad Harry is so wonderful and I think about it all the time. Specifically the fake aita post lives with me 24/7
No lie I have so many Harry gets adopted fics that I do not remember that one but it does sound fun and like shouta and Zashi will lose their shit.
