i know after disappearing for so long, i can't just come back and say what I am going to say but you know what, I don't give a single fuck. idk if people heard this but harry styles is a zionist. yes, our harry is a zionist. the same harry who introduced himself by saying that he works in a bakery.
if you don't know what a zionist is, it's a person who supports israel and its actions. if you don't know what Israel is doing, well please educate yourself on what's happening in the world right now.
i am devastated because harry styles was my whole fucking childhood and I am unfortunately no longer a harry stan after I got to know the truth, I hope harry will clear up things so that I can go back to stanning him but for now, I am discontinuing this account. i am not deleting it, I am just logging off and I will never log back in again. I am sorry to say this account is no longer active
i would say tpwk but I don't believe in harry and his things anymore so stay safe !!
My 1904 Singer 15: Just put your back into treadling, I can sew through more layers than you dare to attempt and I will still sew through them when the sun burns out if you remember to oil me
My digital watch from like 2004: perma-dead. You think a new battery will help? It laughs at your pain. It mocks your futile scrambling. Nothing can bring it back
Summary: You’re Neal’s fiancée, but you’re in Andy’s bed.
Pairing: Andy Barber x black!reader
Warnings: smut, cheating, daddy kink, look there’s like a plot but it’s porn let’s be real 🤷🏾♀️
(A/N: this is really short 😭 I just kinda threw something together when inspo hit me and didn’t want to over think.
I must also add that I have no idea what my fascination to cheating is when it comes to Andy Barber, but clearly I’m fucking obsessed and I have issues.
You knew you shouldn’t have been there with him. Everything in you had told you to go home to your fiancé or whatever he was now. That even though you were mad at Neal he didn’t deserve any of this.
Instead you met every single thrust as Andy rammed his dick into your pussy like he owned it. You looked down at your engagement ring, but before any guilt could hit you all trace of thought seemed to vanish from your head. Not that Neal was bad in bed or anything you just hadn’t expected for Andy to fuck you like this. Splitting you wide open until you weren’t sure if you could ever completely take what he was giving you.
“Does he fuck you like this?” He asked, with a grip on your hips as he pounded I’m. You hated to admit that no he didn’t. That he was into a softer side that up until now you thought was enough. “Fucking slut, answer me.”
“No, Daddy. He doesn’t fuck me good like you.” You weren’t even sure how you got to this point. Calling him Daddy. You’d never been so depraved before. And fuck you loved it. Even though you knew you’d hate yourself in the morning.
All those times you’d been warned about getting close. Knew that they’d talked about Andy staying away. Not that he listen. You thought he needed a friend. Turned out your soon to be husband was right and he was using his status as newly widowed in mourning to get you right where he wanted. In his bed.
The worst part is that as much as that nagging feeling in your head had told you to stop this you kept going. When he kissed you after using you as a shoulder to cry on. When he carried you upstairs. Then when you hurried to take off your clothes. It was like you were on autopilot. Drunk off of lust and not thinking about who you might hurt.
This wasn’t even your first round. He’d started off by eating you out. Tasting your pussy until you were cumming in his mouth. Fuck he was talented with his tongue because by the time he was down your body was convulsing and he didn’t even care as he crawled up your body to shove himself inside of you.
You knew they’d had beef before. Especially with the way Neal had grilled him during the trial. Then afterwards during the hearing after the car crash right before Laurie had passed which only added insult to injury. You knew he was just doing his job, but as his former mentor you can see why Andy had taken it so personally. Why he’d set his sights on you for payback.
Yet there you were throwing four years down the drain as Andy Barber fucked you into submission. “Fuck, Daddy!” You cried, pressing your face into the sheets.
“That’s it. This is my pussy,” he said in that condescending tone and all you could do was reach behind you so you could spread your ass so he could go in deeper. “You hear me? Not gonna let anyone else touch your Daddy’s pussy, right?”
“No,” you sobbed, drool dribbling out of your mouth. “It’s yours. Please don’t stop,” you begged.
“Gonna leave him for me?” He asked.
You nodded. “Yes. Yes, Daddy. I wanna be yours.” Fuck you sounded pathetic.
“What a good little slut.” He chuckled because what man wouldn’t be estatic to fuck his enemy’s girl.
Then when he came deep in your cunt you didn’t even tell him to pull out. Letting him and wanting him to fill you to the brim with his hot cum. You had no idea what you were thinking. Except that you weren’t.
Then you’d fucking pillow talked while he held you close, kissing you, making you laugh before doing it all over again and then again and again and again. You knew you were a pawn in some game and the worst part you didn’t even care. Even ignoring the calls and texts from Neal apologizing for the fight which led you here.
Besides you know what they say, ‘a shoulder to cry on becomes a dick to ride on.’
(A/N: I know right. I’m surprised I have another one this fast too 🤷🏾♀️ just been in a Ransom mood lately. Credit to @puffyam1yum1 for the beautiful moodboard. This wasn’t the original story I needed it for, but it works. Follow, like, reblog 💜 ✌🏾)
It just kind of came out of your mouth. As soon as it left there was this bitter taste in your mouth. And then you said it again like a fucking asshole. Like you couldn’t stop.
Ransom was balls deep inside of you. Your ass perked up as he took you from behind. Pussy hugging him in so well. Thick dick stretching you out.
It just came out out of your mouth. As he was grunting and telling you to take it. Ass sore from how he smacked it.
“I love you,” you’d said into the sheets. Tears had been streaming down your face. As you did these little gasps of pleasure.
That’s when it dawned on you what the fuck you’d just said. A sour feeling in your mouth.
What surprised you was that he didn’t stop. Didn’t even stutter. His cock feeling like it was going deeper if anything. Hips snapping back and forth.
Then you fucking said it again. “I love you,” you cried, feeling your orgasm so damn close. Right there. Just so damn close.
Again he didn’t stop.
“Daddy!” You mewled.
“Cum for me,” he demanded, reaching around so he could rub your clit. “Cum for me. Now.”
“God, yes. I love you!” Fuck. What was wrong with you.
Then he emptied himself into the condom. You kept your face against the mattress. Tears still in your eyes. You and Ransom and whatever the fuck the two of you were trying to do with yourselves.
He collapsed beside you. Chest heaving as the two of you processed whatever had just happened. Normally the two of you would have talked first, cuddling as you whispered about anything and nothing. This time you jumped up and hurried to get dressed.
Ransom stood up to dispose of the condom. Then threw on his boxers as you made your way through his house. You were kind of desperate to get out of there. “I’ll call you, okay?” He said as you started walking to your car.
As soon as you got inside, you put your head against the steering wheel. Because how the fuck did you say that. It wasn’t even that it wasn’t true. You’d fucking developed feelings for Ransom fucking Drysdale and then during second you told him ‘I love you.’ The thought made you sick.
When you first started hanging out with everyone, you’d been told to stay away from him. That he was nothing, but a headache. Had fucked almost all of the other girls in the group except for like one. And they were all trying for his attention. Why were you all doing this for him.
You started messing around after you’d gotten into an argument with your friend’s sister. She was president of the Ransom Drysdale fan club and apparently she didn’t like that the two of you had kind of gotten close during a night out. So she told everyone about your Daddy kink. Sucks for her because that’s why he’d ended up taking you home that night.
You’d been messing around ever since. Now you were an idiot getting all in your feelings while he was inside of you. To hide in your embarrassment you decided to stay home for a minute. Not go out. Ignore his ‘u up?’ texts. Just chill. You couldn’t exactly hide forever, though. Not when the two of you had the same friend group.
Tonight was your friend’s joint bachelor/bachelorette party. Yes they were one of those super clingy couples. You couldn’t not show up. The bride to be would have killed you since you were the maid of honor. And Ransom was the fucking best man so that’s nice. Like why would someone pick Ransom of all people to be their best man. He was an asshole.
So you got all done up in a black dress and a pair of heels. Maybe you were kind of happy that she wasn’t having a regular bachelorette party. You weren’t in the mood to walk around with little penis straws all night.
Things weren’t so bad. One of the groom’s other friends were trying to hit on you. Not that this was his first time doing it. You could see Ransom in the corner of your eye, watching you as he sipped on a glass of whiskey.
Your friend had been begging for you to date this guy. Of course none of them knew about you hooking up with Ransom. All the long nights you spend underneath him. With your cunt stuffed with his fingers, tongue, toys, or dick. How he could make you cum so hard that you couldn’t help it when you’d call him Daddy.
This had been the longest you’d gone without him fucking your brains out. It was like a Pavlovian response with the way your skin was tingling like it had a craving to be touched by him. Not to mention the way your pussy had been all aching lately telling you to suck it up and let this man fuck you. To swallow up all your embarrassment and do it.
Ransom kept his eyes on you. Making you feel like you were under a microscope. As this guy went on and on about whatever.
Your friends were looking over at you with all the excitement in the world that it was possibly happening. That their matchmaking had possibly played off. When really the reason it hadn’t was standing across the room seething.
“Could you excuse me?” You said to him. “I have to go to the bathroom.” You walked off before you could even get an answer.
You needed a breather. From the both of them because even though your friends had begged for you to date ol’ boy, there’s a reason you hadn’t in the first place. Well partly because Ransom would have laughed at you if you’d tried to end things for him of all people.
“What are you doing?” Ransom asked coming into the bathroom behind you.
You groaned. “Dude, what the hell.”
“What the hell are you doing?” He asked, pushing you against the sink. Pinning you between it and him. “With him?”
“Hugh-“ you started.
He rolled his eyes. “What the hell have I told you about calling me that.”
“What are you doing?” You asked him.
“Just wondering why you’ve been ignoring me and then I finally see you and you’re here with him.” He scoffed. “What the fuck, Y/N?”
“I know! I just... what do you want me to say to you,” you said. “Also I have to pee so could you let me.”
He stepped back and sighed. “Yeah, hurry up.”
“You’re gonna stay in here?” You crinkled your nose.
“I have to make sure you don’t run off on me.”
“Get out!” You said trying to push against him.
Then he pushed you back against the sink, smashing his lips to you. As much as you hated it you kissed him back. You couldn’t help yourself.
You pulled away to do the potty dance again. “I’m serious! I have to pee!” You got out from under him so you could just go. “This is weird,” you said as you ran into the stall.
“Weirder than flirting with fucking Fletcher?”
“My friends have been trying to hook us up for months. I’m just humoring them,” you replied. “Besides Luke is... nice?”
“No he’s not,” he said. “Actually he’s a fucking asshole.”
“Worse than you?”
Then it got really quiet.
When you left the stall he was standing there looking all sullen. Deep in thought. His blue eyes staring straight ahead.
He opened his mouth. Then closed it again. “Look,” he started, “I know I’m not always the nicest person, but I feel like I’m nice to you.”
You sighed, finishing washing your hands and grabbing a paper towel. “You are. I just... you know how it is.”
“But, who cares? I don’t care about what your dumb friends think. Why do you?”
“I care because you’ve fucked all of them and now they’re all obsessed with you.” You rolled your eyes.
He shrugged. “You’re obsessed with me.”
“I am not obsessed with you!” You smacked his shoulder.
A smile creeped on his lips as he grabbed your arm to stop you from doing it a second time. “Yes the fuck you are,” he said. “It’s okay b-“
Someone tried to open the door and the two of you groaned. You went to poke your head out to see who it was. Luckily for you it was the bride’s sisters. Who hated your guts. Especially for taking her spot as maid of honor. She was about to hate you even more when she saw Ransom was with you.
She made this stank face seeing you on the other side. “Julie,” you greeted her as the two of you walked passed. Her jaw dropping from seeing him with you. This was the first time you’d ever been caught. At least you weren’t actually doing anything.
You went back to your spots. Luke talking with everyone in your group at the bar. The bride and groom standing there with a few of the bridesmaids too. “So, how do you like Luke?” Janna, the bride, asked pulling you to the side.
“He’s nice,” you replied through gritted teeth. It wasn’t that it wasn’t true it was just that Ransom was still staring at you now he was talking to the groom and his closeness was making it hard to think.
“I told you,” she said. Janna was one of the people that told you to stay away from him. “You two would be so cute together.”
“Yeah, um, I guess,” you replied crinkling your nose.
“Luke, why don’t you buy Y/N a drink?” She suggested.
“I got it,” Ransom said, getting between you and Luke before he could even try. “Prosecco with a splash of vodka right.”
Despite the music and all the other people around, the silence became intense. The way everyone else around you seemed to zero in on Ransom. How even Luke looked taken aback. Since you and Ransom usually didn’t talk when others were around.
“Yeah...” you trailed off. Your heart feeling like it might actually explode. Obviously you didn’t handle your nerves well.
He just smiled before kissing your cheek. In front of everyone then flagged down the bartender. “What the hell?” Janna asked with her eyebrows raised.
“We’ve just gotten so close during all this wedding planning,” you replied.
He handed you your glass and you found yourself downing it before excusing yourself yet again. This time for fresh air. “What the hell were you doing with Ransom?” Julie asked, stopping before you could get outside.
“We were just talking,” you said, rolling your eyes. Walking passed her because fuck her you didn’t owe her an explanation just because they hooked up one time forever ago.
You went to sit outside on the patio. Ransom came out a few minutes later with a cigarette in hand. You took a sip of your drink as he lit it up. You bit your lip before standing up to go over to him.
“You know those things are bad for you, right?”
He looked over at you with a smirk before bringing it to his lips. “Do you know Julia’s in there telling everyone she caught us fucking in the bathroom?”
You crinkled your nose. “She would.”
“Mhm. Can’t help it that I fuck so good every woman falls in love with me.” He looked over at you with a smirk.
“Shut up.”
He laughed. “It’s true. Wouldn’t have expected any different.”
“So now I’m like everyone else.”
“Not at all,” he replied. “Because if you were like everyone else I wouldn’t feel the same.”
Your breath hitched in your throat and you bit your lip. “Ran-“
But, you couldn’t finish what you were going to say as he swiped his lips across yours. Then put his arms around you after. “I love you, too, Y/N,” he said.
“You... you can’t.” You swallowed.
“Why not?” He asked. “I’ve been trying to talk to you for weeks. Hell I was even going to swing by your apartment one of these days if you kept doing it. You’re lucky I didn’t snatch you up when you walked in here.”
You rolled your eyes. “You wouldn’t have done shit.”
“Oh yeah?” He asked, getting close enough to be chest to chest. “You think so?”
“Well, m-“ you tried taking a step back, but he held your hand.
“Think I wouldn’t kiss you in front of all these people? I don’t give a shit what people think. Between us you’re the only one that does.”
You pursed your lips then sighed. “I just don’t wanna hurt anyone.”
“Isn’t it a little too late for that? Not like we haven’t been fucking for months now.”
You scrunched up your face. “Stop saying it like that.”
He laughed. “Fine, we’ve been making love for months.”
“That’s actually so much worse.”
He leaned down to kiss you again. “That’s why I said it. Look all I’m saying is why don’t we say fuck it to whoever has a problem and see if we can make it work.”
You bit your tongue. Stomach now filling up with a kaleidoscope of butterflies. As you looked up at him and those eyes that seemed to hold this special look just for you. Pushing away all the thoughts of him being an asshole and anything else. Sure it might end in disaster, but how would you know unless you tried.
“Fine, but you have to promise me something,” you said.
He smiled. “Anything.”
“That I get total access to your sweaters.”
He rolled his eyes. “Seriously? I thought you were going to say something real.”
“I’m being totally serious! They’re cozy and I’m tired of you being stingy about them.”
Ransom shook his head and laughed. Bringing his cigarette to his mouth another time. You watched as he blew out the smoke. “You’re so cute,” he said before scooping you into his arms. “Wanna get out of here? My beds been kind of boring. Besides I have to punish you for ignoring my calls.”
You groaned. “But I don’t wanna.”
“I didn’t fucking ask.” He smirked. “That’s what you get for being a fucking brat instead of talking to me. You’re lucky I didn’t pull you over my knee here.”
“Why would you do that when I look so cute.”
“That’s why I have to. You were about to let another man buy you a drink in front of me. You’re lucky I’m waiting until I get you home.” He leaned back down to kiss you again.
“For the spanking or?”
He shrugged. “Depends on how bad you want it.”
“It has been a minute. I know you go through withdrawals because you’re a fucking sex addict.”
Ransom chuckled. “Who says I haven’t had sex?”
“Who says I haven’t either.”
“Over my dead body,” he said. “If you weren’t allowed to fuck someone else before this I know you weren’t fucking someone else after you were all ‘oh I love you’ while I was balls deep in you.”
“You don’t know my life.” You shrugged and smirked. 
That’s when he gave you this look before grabbing your hand. He threw his cigarette on the ground before stepping it out while you tried to keep up with him.
He dragged you to the men’s bathroom this time. Apparently getting you home was going to take too long. Because he closed the door behind him so he could push you against the sink again.
“You are so damn frustrating,” he said, before smashing his lips to yours. Instead of fighting it, you give in wrapping your arms around his neck. “And a brat. And you’re so fucking mouthy. You’re so lucky I love you.”
“Or what?” You asked with a smirk.
He narrowed his eyes before pulling your dress up. So that it was up above your ass. He picked you up before sitting you down, smashing his lips to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck. His covered cock pressing into you.
“You didn’t fucking wear panties?” He asked, looking up at you with his jaw clenched.
You pouted and shrugged. “Panty lines just don’t work with this dress,” you replied.
“So you’re saying that you were dancing against another man and you’re not wearing panties?” He asked raising an eyebrow.
Oops.
“No hard feelings, Hugh,” you said. Maybe that wasn’t the right thing to say because he snatched you off the sink to bend you over it instead. Keeping your ass straight up in the air.
“You’re so goddamn annoying,” he said, before rubbing your clit from behind. “Who are you this wet for?”
“Well, Fletcher is a pretty good dancer,” you said.
Your eyes meet in the mirror as Ransom smacks your ass. As you start protesting, he doesn’t listen. Doesn’t give two shits about you saying that you were ‘just kidding.’ There’s this anticipation you were feeling. Deep down in your stomach. As much as you should have known to not piss him off, you couldn’t help but get him all riled up.
“Don’t make me hurt you,” he said into your ear.
You pouted at him through the mirror. “But I thought you liked making it hurt. Don’t tell me you’ve gone soft on me already.”
And, that’s when he shoved himself into you with no warning. You let out a little gasp, but he grabbed your throat to bend you back towards him. “I think you like irritating me,” he said.
“Isn’t that why we fell in love?” You asked him, trying to keep still because he was goin at this angle and it was making you feel almost delirious.
He chuckled. “Just because I love you, doesn’t mean I can’t fuck you like I don’t.”
That’s when he really started going. Keeping you pinned between him and porcelain. Your moans echoed off the walls and it didn’t matter how many times you tried to tell yourself to shut the hell up. He knew what he was doing.
Besides it was so loud out there with the music. No one would hear the way you were crying out as he rearranged your guts. You reached back to put your hand on the back of his head. Needing to feel him so close.
He removed it. Covering it with his so the both of you could take hold of your neck. “Whose pussy is this?” He asked.
“Yours,” you whimpered. “It’s all yours.”
“Gonna be mine forever?”
You nodded as you went forward. Watching your expression as he pounded into you. The two of you looked so pretty together you almost wanted to take a picture.
“Yes,” you whimpered. “I’ll be yours.”
“When we go back out there, you’re gonna have my cum oozing down your legs and you’re gonna tell everyone that this pussy is mine.”
“Yes, Daddy,” you gasped.
He moved his hands to your hips for better leverage. Feeling himself starting to come undone. “Fuck,” he hissed. “Feel so good, Slut,” he said. “I’m gonna cum in you.”
“Oh, Baby. If you wanna be my girl you gotta take my cum, too.”
You nodded and felt your orgasm start. Fuck that should not be triggering this reaction from you. If you were thinking straight you would have told him to pull out, but you weren’t thinking straight. So you needed it. “Okay, Daddy.” You breathed. “You can cum in me.”
“I wasn’t asking for permission.”
You let out this squeal as your pussy clamped down around him. You tightened up so much he couldn’t stop himself as he came. Your pussy was milking his cock and he was giving you every single drop.
Ransom smiled against your shoulder as he placed kisses on it. You smoothed your dress back down under your ass as he zipped himself back up. As the two of you were preoccupied with each other, the bathroom door opened as Fletcher walked in.
“You didn’t lock the door?” You asked Ransom with a glare.
He shrugged and smirked. “Nope. I wanted someone to see.”
Luke stood there with his jaw dropped because up until tonight the two of you had done a really good job at sneaking around.
“Fletcher,” Ransom greeted, rolling his eyes and grabbing your hand so the two of you could leave.
Once you were outside he kissed you again. Only to pull away when you heard someone clearing your throat. “Well, now we don’t have to tell anyone,” you said, shrugging as you saw Julie who was now walking away in everyone else’s direction.
“Wanna go home? Gotta make up for lost time,” he said. You nodded. A smile on your face as he leaned down to put his forehead against yours. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
You could explain everything to Janna in the morning. And make up for leaving her bachelorette party by buying her coffee or some shit. For now you you just wanted to enjoy being in Ransom’s arms.
a/n ─ blame seb for that ig story picture. it made me do it. but seriously, can he choke me. anyway sfjdsjf hope you like it! leave a comment if you do! thankl youuuu <333 (italic is bucky, bold is reader) enjoy this 5.6k monstrosity.
You and Bucky had been flirting for some time, but it was more of a friendly flirting rather than something more. He would call you cute pet names and let you play with his hair on movie nights, and you would let him cuddle or hug you whenever he needed touch. You liked spending time and having a lot of fun with him.
inspired by: this tiktok that @rebelemilu sent me
pairing: ex’s dad!bucky x fem!reader
summary: your boyfriend cheats on you, so you fuck his dad.
word count: 1,540
warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, mention of cheating, incest (but not between the reader and bucky), age difference but the reader is 18+, fingering, slight praise kink, daddy kink, possessiveness
Oo could you do a Regulus one where he sees the reader going out in a super short skirt and he just can’t help himself and practically carries her to the bedroom and punishes her
I’m breathing so heavy
I want to do it just to tease him but act innocent about it so as soon as he sees it he’s like ‘what the fuck are you wearing?!’ And you’re just like ‘what?! Do you not like it 🥺’ and regulus is like questioning his whole life because surely you know what you’re doing but his first instinct is to make you feel better so he is like ‘of course I do baby,’ and he is instantly covering you in hugs and kisses and because you know you’re doing it on purpose you just let it go.
And then teasing him all day and bending down in front of him and swaying your hips when you walk and trying really hard to walk with confidence outside because you’re scared the wind is going to blow your skirt up.
And you can feel his eyes on your ass the whole time and he is trying really hard not to make up same fake excuse and go straight home and fuck you and he probably does a pretty good job of it until he finally takes his off you and sees someone else checking you out and he is like ‘I don’t feel well I need to go home’ and your eyes light up because you’re finally getting what you want and ofc he goes home and punishes you because you both know that you knew exactly what you were doing.
Warnings: AU where Harry's parents are alive, Voldy is dead, smut, vaginal sex, praise, dom!harry, slight wolfstar mention, slight jilly mention, slight fingering
Summary: Harry and you want to be together while at the Potters house
Word count: 1058
A/n: yes another harry smut, also sorry if it's bad I had the worst dau ever, this was used as an escape. I hope you guys like it :)
Being with Harry and the marauders for Christmas was fun, you really got along with everyone. Lilly loved you, she wanted all your attention, she’d argue with the guys to leave you both to have girl time. Sirius, James, and you had the same chaotic energy, they loved being around you. Remus saw you grow up at Hogwarts, he had a special place in his heart for you. Every day was something crazy.
Harry and you were currently in his old bedroom, he was laying on his side his head resting on his hand you did the same, both of you looking at each other,” Are you having fun, Princess?” He asked. Your face changed at the word, Princess. This was going to end one way,” You alright princess?” He asked noticing your facial expression change.
You looked up at him,” Yes Darling, are you?” You asked
“Oh, believe me, I am” He smiled his left hand began to play with the strings of your nightdress,” I would just like to be intimate with my girlfriend” His tone changed into a dark deeper voice. You felt yourself getting wet, but this wasn’t okay! You’d be disrespecting the Potter house,” What do you say, Princess?” He asked twirling the string from your nightdress on his finger.
“Harry this is your parent’s house!” You raise your tone at him you also slap his arm away from your breasts. He just chuckles which made you mad. You turned around so your back was facing him.
Harry snaked his arm around your waist pulling you into him, his chest on your back, his cock on your ass,” Princess did you not hear Sirius and Remus last night?” He asked, the image of them made you shiver,” and today in the morning I walked in on my parents, that’s scary” He laughed.
You turned around to face him,” Did all of that arouse you!” You practically yelled.
His face went even more pale as if he saw a ghost,” Ew no!” He denied,” I was just thinking of fucking my hot girlfriend not thinking of my family!”
You started laughing at his disgusted facial expression,” Love I’ve been needing you too but this is your parent’s house, if it was ours then hell we’d do it in every corner but this isn’t our house, let’s just go to sleep” You suggested. You wanted to slap yourself, you really needed him.
“A quickie!” He suggested, more like pleaded. Something in you snapped, you quickly got on top of him straddling him smacking your lips against his. Both your hands roaming each other's bodies,” That's my good girl” He breathed out. Your lips left his mouth and began to trail down his neck but he stopped you,” I need to be inside you now”
“Yes,” You gasped, being taken by surprise when harry flipped you both over. His hand trailed up your thighs pulling your dress up to show your breasts. His hands traveled to your thighs to pull down your panties throwing them across the room. His warm fingers began to trace up and down your soaking slit,” Who’s this for Princess?” He asked.
“You Harry!” You moaned when he finally pumped a finger painfully slow. You were squirming all over the bed, he slides his finger out to bring it to his lips.
“Fucking delicious” He cursed. He pulled down his seats and began to pump his cock, once he was ready he began to rub his tip up and down your slippery folds,” Tell me what you want” He moaned out.
“Your cock, please!” You pleaded, Harry must have been desperate because he immediately slides his cock into your cunt,” Oh fuck!” You screeched out, you wrapped your hands around Harry’s neck. He smirked down at you, bringing one of your legs over his shoulder,” Baby! Shit! Yes,” You shouted once he hit your g spot.
While harry and you were having sex, Sirius and James had gotten home,” Prongs do you hear that?” Sirius asked
They both looked at each other,” someones getting lucky!” James jumped like a teenager
“Want to go see who it is?” Sirius asked
James rolled his eyes,” Of fucking course” They both walked up the stairs like teenage fangirls, all giggly and stuff,” It’s coming from Harry’s room” James said.
“Sounds like he’s doing a good job” Sirius commented.
James chuckled,” He got it from his daddy” James took the credit.
“Fuck baby just like that!” Harry moaned,” Oh y/n!”
“y/n is a lucky girl,” James smiled, their eyes widen at the name,”y/n!” they both shouted in unison, going to Harry’s door and pounding.
“Harry I’m close!” you cried out
“Cum Love!” He moaned also being close to his release, you were about to let go when you suddenly heard pounding at the door, James and Sirius’s repeatedly calling out your name. The door suddenly opened up, Harry pulled out of you bringing the blanket over you too. His body resting on top of yours to cover.
“What are you doing!” James shouted
“Prongs they were having sex, can you not see that!” Sirus shouted at James. James then began to argue with Sirius. They sounded like husband and wife. As if that wasn’t enough embarrassment Lilly walked in,” What’s all that noise- OH MY” She shouted when she saw Harry and you.
“What were you doing!” Lilly screamed out.
“Sex!” Harry, James, and Sirius yelled out in unison.
Everyone was making you angry,” Can everyone get out, we’re naked!” you shouted, everyone’s face dropped when they realized that. They all nodded when they realized, leaving you both alone to change into your nightgowns.
“Can we finish?” Harry asked, you glared at him, you were basically a volcano at this point,” Only joking”
“HARRY JAMES POTTER I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN!” you shouted throwing pillows at him
He laughed at you, he dogged every pillow which only made you even madder. He walked up to you pulling you in a hug,” Love we’re not teenagers anymore” He mumbled, kissing your head.
“Love this wasn’t okay, it’s their house” You frowned.
He smiled at you,” Look we’re all adults here, it was just a small incident ill talk them out of it” He reassured you, pecking your lips.
