Harry Styles imagines + preferences

Cinema {smut}

His hand slips from my breasts, trailing down my stomach with a light feather touch, a move that makes my body tingle with arousal. He stops as he reaches under my underwear, swiftly stroking the soft skin there. My breaths are heavier, body trembling from the first touch. His gracious eyes momentarily looks up at mine.

'S'alright love, I've got you' he comforts.

His eyes never once leave mine as he dips his finger between my soaking folds. My chest heaves from his calloused finger slowly fucking my sensitive bud. His other hand grips at the edge of the bed, keeping himself steady. His lustrous eyes looks away from me, staring at the sight in front of him.

'Shit, y/n. This is fucking cinema' he breaths out.

Within seconds he slips in a second finger but keeps going at a slow, steady pace.

'Fu-uck' I moan out.

My knuckles turn white as I grip the expensive silk Gucci sheets. My body trembling, lips quivering. He hovers above me, kissing my collarbone with a gentle touch, thrusting much harder. I gasp from the sudden touch, feeling my walls clench.

'S'okay flower' he mumbles in between kisses.

His lips softly move its way to my breasts, sucking and biting until they blush red. By now tears threaten to fall, my breathing becomes more heavier than before. His unused hand reaches to my cheek, wiping away my tears.

'M'sorry love. But I promise, it gets better' he mumbles, placing soft kisses back up to my lips.

I can feel the sincerity in his voice. The truthfulness in his eyes. I tangle my hands in his hair, gripping it as I feel myself reaching closer to my orgasm.

'You want me to stop, flower?' He asks.

My watery eyes look up at his with softness, head shaking slightly. He places another kiss to my lips. This one just as gentle before nestling his face in the crevice of my neck. Every once in a while leaving love bites to my skin.

'Don't worry love. I'm here' he comforts, mumbling between my skin.

My core is throbbing, body aching as I'm reaching closer and closer to my release. His gentle lips move up, kissing behind my ear.

'S'okay love, I'm here. Let it all out. Yeah?' he whispers softly.

With a few more thrusts, I release my orgasm, moaning out a few profanities along with his name.

'That's it baby' he comforts.

His fingers still moving slowly as he rides me through my orgasm, my whimpering sounds, desperate. He slowly pulls out, trailing his wet fingers up my stomach all the way to my lips, caressing it softly. His eyes glisten with sparkles and he places soft kisses everywhere.

But nothing can compare to the softness, gentleness when he picks me up and places me on top of the bathroom counter, cleaning me up.

'Wait here. I'll get you something to wear' he mumbles, swiftly pecking my lips before he is gone.

Not moments later he is back holding one of his boxers and a tee for me to sleep in.

'Thanks' I mumble, kissing his nose as he helps me get dressed for the night.

His eyes softly watches as I tiredly pull up my arms up for him, finding this very adorable. Although I look like a mess, he still finds me perfect.

'Anything for my girl' he whispers, lifting me back up and I wrap my legs around him.

His eyes never once looks away and for a moment we stare at each other in adoration. Our lips merely inches away until he closes the space between. The kiss is passionate yet gentle. He slowly lays me down, nudging his nose against mine. His lips again softly caressing mine. This is heaven. Right here. In his loving arms.