Maid H.S AU

Fifth;

He got out of the room and I sneakily went to get my bag that I had brought with me, I went to the 3rd floor where Marie’s room was located, and where my bag was. I opened it and rummaged for that red lipstick I once put in there for reasons unknown to me. 

I got it out and it was a bit clumpy and apparently old. I looked in the bag again and found my nude lipstick. Old and sexy, or new and somewhat boring? 

It wasn’t hard to choose as I applied the crimson lipstick anyway, and smacked my lips together. I looked at the mirror in the corner and let my hair out of the braid and combed my fingers through it. 

I pushed my breasts up and quickly walked to Mr. Styles’ room. It was surprisingly clean. Not really, I spent 30 minutes cleaning it. I wondered if I should drape myself on the bed, or be on all fours. 

I shook my head and giggled. 

I got my phone out and decided to Instagram a pic. I had an Instagram page with about a thousand followers, I posted pictures every now then. Mostly selfies and pictures of food. But I did get a lot of likes and comments. 

I stood in front of the mirror and adjusted my dress, It was way too low for my own good. I snapped a picture, while choosing the filter, The door opened and Mr. Styles came with his tie untied. 

I placed my phone on the dresser and walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him. He licked his lips and kissed me, not wasting any time. I wonder how far he would take this. 

“Trying to impress?” He smirked as he looked down at me, he bit his bottom lip and I didn't know how to answer. I don’t want him to think i’m trying too hard. “Don’t worry, I like it.” 

His lips were back on mine and I almost gasped. He’s such a good kisser and I don't think I could ever get enough. His hand moved to my a.ss and I gasped. He closed his eyes and placed a light slap on my butt.

“Don’t interrupt me when I kiss you.” And his lips were back on mine, his tongue pushed itself in my mouth and he lowly groaned. He slammed me against the wall with his hand holding my hands up.

He thrusted his hips and I felt an ache down there, I moaned and he smirked. Thrusting again, but harder this time. His torturous lips moved to my exposed neck, sucking on it seductively.

“You like that baby, don’t you?” I squirmed under him and felt something wet on my neck. I grinder my self on him, wanting to feel something. Anything. 

“So eager,” He rasped and pushed his erection into my thigh. “But i’m in control here. Never forget that.” 

He walked to the bed and sat on the edge. He hooked his finger,  motioning for me to come closer. I walked almost shyly towards him. I still don’t believe I'm doing this. I could get fired. But it is so worth it. 

“Sit on me.” He patted his lap and I gulped before placing my legs on either side of him. His lips once again went to my neck as he sucked, licked, and bit it with no mercy. I lightly moaned uncontrollably and felt his smirk. 

“Move, baby. Grind on me.” He said as his hands moved to my hips, getting a firm hold of them and making me move, wasting no time. He pushed me down on him and he groaned, rather loudly. 

He moved further into the bed with me on top of him. He flipped us over and quickly got rid of his pants. He thrusted harder than ever before and I could barely hold my moans. But when he kissed me, I couldn't help but let out a high pitched moan. 

He kept thrusting and I could feel my panties getting soaked. He groaned low in his throat and I almost screamed. This was so hot. He thrusted one long, deep thrust and I could feel wetness forming in his pants, making me lose it, too.

I felt my orgasm run through me and felt my rapid breathing, harry was no different as he rested his head in my neck and began peppering kisses all over. He finally regained his breath and got away from me. Putting his pants on.

“You’re quite the screamer, I would've never guessed.” He chuckled. I giggled nervously as I felt myself blush and walked to the dresser to retrieve my phone. Determined to post the picture I took earlier.

“What are you doing?” 

“Posting a picture on Instagram.” I shrugged before his head rested on my shoulder to take a look. He took my phone away from me and his nostrils. I huffed in annoyance and reached for my phone. He pulled it away from me. 

“You’re actually posting that?” His voice was definitely loud. I nodded and reached for my phone again. 

“It’s a nice picture.” I defended myself and crossed my arms over my chest. 

“Yeah, very nice for them to jerk off to!” I gasped and reached for my phone again, this time, getting it. 

“You can’t say that!” my voice was getting louder and I knew I had to lower it for my own good. 

“Do you even realise how sexy you look in that? You're mine.”

“Im not anyone’s” 

“You’re mine.” 

“I don’t belong to anyone.” He came closer to me, his breath falling on my neck. He leaned into my ear. 

“You’re mine.” He whispered.   

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): i update a lot now woo. 

Okay serious question and i need at least 5 answers to write the next chapter.

Daddy kink or not?

Answer. it. please. 

Oh and comment because that makes me upate way way way faster 

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