mr. styles || h.s ✔

fifteen

Cora Bailey
I peel myself out of his huge bed, hearing them talking still. I put on one of his shirts, still sensitive from being left on edge. I then put on his boxers too, padding down the hall.

"Shut up Mitchell," I hear Harry.

"Don't you see the issue?" he says. "Harry, she's your student, you're literally having sex with her,"

I peer down the wall, seeing them standing there. Harry has his jaw clenched and arms crossed, Mitchell explaining something. "I don't care what you think, this isn't your relationship," Harry says, saying that like he's ended the conversation.

"I can't make you do anything," he says finally. "I won't tell anyone but you're weird," he shakes his head.

"You weren't supposed to be here until tomorrow, follow the plans,"

"I was gonna scare you," Mitch says softly.

"Well," Harry clicks his tongue. "You did,"

"I scared myself and I'm sorry I walked in on that, but I was gonna scare you,"

"Just..fuck don't do it again, I forgot you knew the code," he says. "Please Mitch," they start walking towards the door.

"I won't tell anyone, you're just weird for not feeling weird for having sex with someone—"

"Okay, I get it," he rolls his eyes which makes me slowly walk downstairs as he says goodbye to Mitch at the door, closing it and putting his head on the door.

"I thought you were going to convince him something else," I whisper which makes him flinch.

"He saw you, saw how young you looked, I can't just change his mind, Cora," he says, walking over to me. I swallow. His friend knows about us. "I couldn't change his mind, and I bet you feel violated because of that,"

I did feel a little bit strange, I mean his friend just saw us fucking. I was just walked in on, of course I'm going to feel weird. "I do..." I admit.

"He's an idiot and I'm sorry you feel like that," he holds my hip, the other cupping my jaw.

I nod. "He knows about us, Harry," I panic.

"I know," he says. "But he won't tell, I know he won't,"

"How?"

"I've known him for a long time, he's never broken a promise," he shakes his head. "He won't tell," he tucks hair behind my ear. He leans down and kisses me softly, pulling away so our lips smack.

I nod with my forehead on his. "I hope you're not lying,"

"I wouldn't lie to you," he shakes his head.

"I don't want this to end," I shake my head.

"Neither, why do you think I told him not to say anything?"

"Can we...finish...what we were doing?"

He smirks. "Sure," he nods, hauling me onto his lap and blindly walking upstairs. I smile and kiss him when we make it upstairs. He was still hard, I could feel it in his sweatpants.

He walks in his room, kicking the door closed and tossing me on the bed. I smirk and sit up on my elbows as he unties his drawstring and pulls them down with a small wince.

I take my shirt off so I was just left in Harrys boxers which makes him look at my naked chest, my heart thrashing in my chest. I crawl over to him and sit in straddle making him look down at me. I bite my lip and twirl my hair, his hands by his side.

I press my lips to the skin above his belly button, his lips parting instantly. I kiss my way down to the hem of his boxers, pulling them open. "Fuck me," he whispers. I pull the hem down so his erection shot out, biting his lip.

I swallow and look down at his erection, his abs flex when I brush my lips on his tip. Parting my lips, I put his tip in between my lips, applying a little bit of suction. He closes his eyes and tosses his head back.

I suck on his tip, making him hold my shoulders softly. I feel precum drip from his tip and onto my tongue, I hold his base with one hand, the other holding his hip. I meet eyes with him through my eyelashes, his eyes were a darker green now.

I push my head down, his tip knocking the back of my throat which makes me inhale deeply through my nose. I don't really gag, I do sometimes. He bites his lip, still standing there.

I push my head down further, he curves down my throat making me close my eyes and moan slowly so he can feel it. "Fuck me," he rasps, moaning a little. I pull my head back and both my head on him, making sure not to graze my teeth on him.

"Cora," he moans. I moan on him again, making him swallow and toss his head back. I speed the pace up, bobbing my head up and down on him. He moans again, looking down again. "Shit,"

I curve him down my throat again, moaning which makes him gasp and throw his head back as I feel his warm release running down my throat — finishing quickly from behind left on early.

I widen my eyes and feel it run down my throat, making me pull away until I feel it on my tongue. "Fuck," he looks shocked, looking down with his chest heaving.

I such his tip to collect anything more, pulling away and looking up at him. "I didn't even know," he whispers, feeling bad for not giving me the chance to decide if I was gonna pull away or not.

I swallow his confines, he watches my throat bob from it, salty but sweet liquid running down my throat. "It's fine," I smile, sitting high on my knees.

"I always give the option though," he bites his lip.

"I would have let you finished anyway so it's fine," I cup hai jaw. I press my lips to his, he was still hard and poking my stomach. He crawls over me so I fall backwards, moving back to the pillow.

He reaches over to get another condom, putting it in my teeth. I grin as I hold it, he leans down to my neck, kissing it softly. He gets under the covers,
only covering our waists. "Put it on," he rasps, pulling away.

I look down to the gold foil catching my eye in my teeth. I then meet eyes with him and he nods, I widen my eyes a little bit. I take it out of my teeth and open it. "It's not gonna kill you," he smiles.

I take the ring out of the packet, it was lubricated because it was a little slimy. I look down and place it on his tip, we both look down. I slowly roll it down, he watches me, making sure I'm doing it right.

I meet his base and he nods, doing something I didn't see to it but he smiles. "You're a natural," he grins.

"It better be on right," I wrap my arms around his neck.

"It is," he says. I prop my knees up, spreading them far. He looks down at me, wetting his lips and putting his tip on me. I get a message ping from my phone next to me, both of us looking at it. I look at him, biting my lip and he nods, letting me know I can look.

Niall: i don't know who's house
you're at but i'm going to Liam's
for the rest of the weekend because i'm
so lonely because your not here, so if
you come home and i'm not there, that's
where i am x

I smile. "Niall's going to Liam's," I smile. "Meaning, I have the house to myself, also meaning you can come over to my house for once if you want to,"

He smiles. "Can't wait to see your little house," he grins. I press my lips to his, feeling him sink into me which makes me moan into the kiss from sensitivity. He uses one hand to hold him up while cupping my jaw.

I nod and pull away, he starts to rock his hips into me again, making my lips part. My eyes feather shut and pleasure courses though me at his every thrust — the hair on my arms standing up.

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robbed u cause yes