My Styles h.s. •daddy kink•

your famous?

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Harry's POV

"I can't believe I agreed to practically running away with you." she sighs exasperated.

"I'm glad you did." I say entwining our fingers as one of my hands is on the steering wheel.

"You should use both hands to drive baby." she mumbles and I smirk.

"I think I can handle it hmmm, cutie." I chuckle and she smirks getting on my lap, planting her lips on mine slowly.

"Can you handle it now baby?" she whispers nibbling on my ear gently before kissing behind my ear. How can she go from insanely cute to ravenously sexy in half a second? I swear it was killing me more than anything right now because I was about to crash this car with her on my lap.

"Baby I-"

"Shhh," she mimics from the last intimate moment we shared when I took her in that bar bathroom. Her hands slowly find their way to my toned chest unbuttoning my plaid shirt as I pull over to a parking lot near the LAX airport.

"Your driving me bloody insane." I growl pulling her into the back seat as I pull down my clothes while she does the same.

"I couldn't help myself." she says unclipping her bra. She takes my length in her hands before sliding down slowly on it.

"Fuck," I curse throwing my head back in pleasure as she starts grinding her hips on me quickly. Her head drops to my shoulder as I decide to slam into her, making myself on top.

"No! Not-Not fair!" She moans and I smirk slamming into me as her breasts move up with every thrust. Her hands reach my back and pull me down to her pressing herself into me as I moan.

"Fuck, fuck!" I yell and she hums she pulls me back down and pins my hands above my head.

"My turn to take control." she says biting her bottom lip and squeezing her breasts, still riding on me. The sight alone makes me want to tie her arms behind her back, tape her mouth shut and pound into her as fast and and hard as I can.

"Naughty boy are you?" she teases as I attempt to hold her breasts. She hops on me and I thrust into her tight little p****.

"Fuck, oh my god! Harry!" she screams and I smirk to myself slowing down just to tease her.

"Please, please keep going Daddy." she begs and I slam into her hardest than ever. She grinds herself on me as I moan and groan kissing her roughly and leaving love bites down her neck. As we both reach our high, she kisses me hungrily to silence her screams of pleasure. Her nails clawing down my back and she kisses me slowly and passionately.

"Fuck, I could do this all night. Get dressed baby, we're almost there and I don't wanna cum again, to the sight of you naked and sweaty." I say kissing her breasts quickly and she blushes nodding. I look up to see a bright flash, luckily Ariana didn't see a thing because it was the last thing I wanted.

The paparazzi.

Ariana's POV

"Harry? You look scared, what's wrong babe?" I ask and he shakes his head silently before pulling into a spot. He goes outside to get our bags as I get out and he slams it shut making me jump.

"Did-did I do something?" I ask and he stays silent handing me some sunglasses as I furrow my brows.

"Put them on Ariana." he snaps and I nod putting them on. He sighs entwining our fingers and pulling me closer to his chest with an arm wrapped around my waist, tightly. As we make our way out of the parking lot we get ambushed by a bunch of screaming girls and camera lights. I put my head down as girls push me around and his grip even tighter on me.

"Harry is this your new girl?!"

"What happened to Kendall?!"

"Hows the album coming along?!"

"What's your name?!"

"Are you two dating?!"

All of these questions have me confused when I finally put the pieces together and realize that he's famous. I remember hearing his voice on the radio but ignored it completely.

"Your fam-"

"Shut up." he says and I roll my eyes at his stupid, bipolar immature behavior. I move away from him and rip the ticket from his hand, including my luggage as I walk ahead of him to the boarding line.

"I'm sorry I, -"

"Shut up." I say ignoring his attempt of an apology while I feel his arm turn me to face him and I push at his chest.

"Leave me alone. I don't want to speak with you right now." I say and he sighs shaking his head as I turn around.

"Flight 02718 to the Bahamas, now boarding." the lady over the intercom says and I sigh in exhaustion.

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"Please talk to me princess." he begs and I shut my eyes in annoyance.

"Shut up. Now you wanna talk after that whole airport fiasco?" I snap and he takes my hand in his.

"I love you." he says and my eyes widen.

"I-"

"Shh, let me say this. I know I've been really weird and I basically just met you but I love you. I love the way you scrunch your nose when your sleeping, your long legs that cling onto mine when we're together sleeping, the way you play with your hair when your nervous, everything. And fuck, Im rambling but it's only because I love you, I-"

I interrupt him by smashing my lips onto his as he smiles into the kiss pulling me onto him so we're laying down on the reclinable chair. I straddle him as he holds my waist.

"I love you too. So much." I breathe kissing him repeatedly and he chuckles.

"I'm sorry. I overreacted and I-I this was just such a surprise to me and it was-"

"Ahhh baby, I understand. This was just so much to tell you and I should've told you sooner I just didn't want this to get in between our relationship. Which reminds me... do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asks and I giggle nodding.

"It'd be an honor." I say laying on him breathing in his scent while falling asleep on his body slowly running my hands through his hair.