Harry Styles x Reader One-Shots

Game Night*

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: You're on a Zoom call with everyone for a virtual game night and Harry gets a little impatient

Content/Warning(s): exhibitionism (over zoom lmao), oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), slapping (on the thigh), pet names (pet)

A/N: anon requested: I would love a jealous Harry just because he don't get all the attention 🤓 ( situation: Zoom call with his friends, game night ) smut. Thank u so much for requesting I hope u like this!!!!

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You had been on the call for a lot longer than you originally thought you would be. You were just supposed to play a quick game of online UNO and then maybe drink a glass of wine while talking about how life had been recently before hanging up.

That's not exactly how it happened, though, because as soon as the game of UNO was over, Sarah suggested that everyone play online Monopoly to extend the night a bit. Harry had huffed lightly before agreeing. When you gave him a questioning look, he just leaned in and spoke directly into your ear. "I want some alone time with my girl, you know I don't like sharing." A shiver runs down your spine at the way his tongue lightly flicks over the shell of your ear.

Before you can say anything about it, though, he's pulling back with a smug smirk on his face. He knows exactly how he affects you, and by the look on his face, you know that he's going to use that to his advantage.

Before long, you're getting into the game of Monopoly and you've forgotten all about the look that Harry gave you. You're busy collecting your $200 from passing Go and trying to figure out if you want to buy another property or not to see the mischievous glint in Harry's eye as he starts to slide his hand across the couch to where you're sitting.

You don't notice what he's doing until his arm slides under the portable desk that you're using to prop up your laptop on while you play. You try to swat his hand away but he quickly lands a smack to your thigh. Giving you a pointed look that so clearly says "unless you want to say your safe word, don't try to stop me."

You swallow thickly as you give a miniscule nod that any of your friends could mistake as a nod to the fact that you're buying the property that you landed on. Harry smirks at it, though, because he knows that agreement was really for him to do whatever he wants to you.

Speaking low enough to where he knows Sarah and Mitch won't hear him over their chatter, he murmurs, "You gonna be good for me, pet? Gonna let me touch that pretty little pussy?"

You whine lightly as you reach up to mute your mic for a bit. If they ask, you'll just type in the chat and say that your computer is acting up again and won't let you unmute. "Yeah, daddy, please touch me." You can feel your arousal pooling in your panties, and all you want is for him to give in and touch you.

He tuts as he looks over at you before sliding to the floor. "You know better, pet. Where do you want me to touch you?"

You shakily inhale as you ready yourself to take your turn in the game. As stealthily as you can, you spit out the words like they burn your tongue. "My cunt."

He laughs a bit as he lands another harsh smack to your thigh. "I think you mean my cunt pet. Don't forget who it belongs to now, yeah?"

You whimper at his tone and take a quick peek down at him. The sight of him on his knees, hair ruffled and cheeks flushed red has you pressing your thighs together for any sort of relief. He seems to take pity on you as he sees your action, because the second that he catches sight of your thighs pressing together, he's hooking his fingers in the waistband of your pajama pants and pulling them down along with your underwear.

"Want you to look at me while I make you feel good, yeah? Want you to pay attention to me. Forget about them, you're my girl, yeah?"

You chuckle lightly at his words. "Is this all because you're jealous and want me all to yourself?"

He scoffs lightly as he shakes his head. "I'm not jealous, I just want to make my girl feel good."

With that, he circles your clit with his thumb before pushing two fingers easily into your dripping pussy. He's done this countless times before, so he knows just how much you can take and at what pace. Your breath hitches as he stills his fingers and begins curling his fingers to hit your g-spot that best that he can in this position. When he rubs the tips of his fingers against the spongy spot, your breath catches in your throat and you spare a glance to the computer screen to make sure that nobody is paying too much attention to you.

Smirking up at you, he revels in the way his next words knock the air from your lungs. "Keep playing, pet. And unmute your mic."

He just chuckles at your pleading pout and nods his head towards the computer. "You better keep quiet, pet. Wouldn't want all of our friends to know that I'm on my knees for you right now, would we?"

You clench around his fingers and he breathes an airy chuckle. "You'd like it, wouldn't you? You wouldn't care if they saw me fucking you and claiming me as yours as long as I was making you feel good." He scoffs when you clench around him again. "Unmute and keep playing."

You do your best to continue playing the game, but once he starts thrusting his fingers at a brutal pace, your focus begins wavering. When he leans forward a bit and takes your swollen clit between his lips and begins sucking lightly, you let out a whimper that you quickly have to cover by clearing your throat a bit. The sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of your pussy are filthy, and you're surprised that your friends can't hear it. You wouldn't care if they did, though. Not when you look down at Harry to see him looking up at you with your clit between his teeth and a smirk evident even in his eyes.

The sight itself almost makes you cum on his tongue, but you know you're not allowed to without asking, and you refuse to break the rules for any reason. You're not feeling particularly bratty today and you really don't want the punishment that will ensue.

He pulls away after a few more minutes of repeatedly bringing you right to the edge and keeping you there. He mouths "mute" to you and you do as you're told.

"Do you want to cum, pet?" Your nod is immediate and he chuckles darkly.

"Okay, baby, unmute again and when you get there, let yourself fall over the edge, okay?"

"Yes, sir." You whine before unmuting your mic and taking your turn in the game. He doesn't immediately reconnect with your dripping core. Instead, he waits a few moments before diving back in completely. He continues his assault on your clit with his tongue just as fully as he was before he stopped and you have to fight back the moan that threatens to leave your throat. He continues to work you over until you're finally falling over the edge. You let your orgasm wash over you while you bite your lip to keep yourself quiet.

"Y/N? Are you okay, hun? You look a bit out of it." Sarah comments.

Shooting your eyes open, you look towards the screen. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I think I may have to cut this short though because my stomach is cramping really bad, you know?"

She gives you a knowing nod and blows a kiss. "Bye, babe."

"Bye!"

The second that you shut the laptop, Harry's moving the portable desk and tackling you into the couch. Burying his face into your neck, he places sloppy kisses and mumbles, "Finally, just wanted some time with my girl, for fucks sake."