Harry Styles Blurbs Collection

It's Just a Movie, Love /blurb/

AN: i had this idea in my head since watching the DWD trailer and i'm here to execute it out. hope you enjoy. part 2 is in the making that will include actual smut.

This story contains: obviously talks of female cunnilingus, sleepy harry, jealousy, fluff

{ husbandrry- softrry - no kids - current harry era - bi!reader}

word count: 1,216

After watching the trailer for Don't Worry Darling, you get a bit upset that Harry has never ate you out on a table before but his character Jack ate his movie wife out on a table in the film.

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Harry wanted you to wait to see the Don't Worry Darling trailer on its official release day like everyone else. You were a bit upset he wouldn't even give you a sneak peak of what the movies final production entailed, but decided to be patient and wait like he wanted you to. So that's what you did and now here you are, on May 2nd, slipping out of bed with your husband who's still asleep, to watch the movie trailer Olivia Wilde just posted on Twitter.

You thought about watching it with Harry, to have him see your reaction, but you were just too damn excited. He always looked fucking sexy when he came home from set while filming so to have a full movie of him dressed as Jack Chambers, you were gonna lose your shit. You know how hard he worked on this film and wanted to give him the role of a very supportive wife as well.

Shutting the bedroom door quietly, you walk down the stairs with your phone in your hand and go sit on the living room sofa. Once sat, you take a deep breath and click play. You knew the basics of the movie and you knew there would be a lot of intimate scenes with Harry and Florence Pugh. Undoubtedly seeing your husband with another women is unpleasant but you have to remind yourself its just acting.

Everything was going alright until you got to the two second clip of Jack giving Alice head on the dining room table. Obviously it's fake but damn, it was so hot and you're jealous not only because Florence is sexy and you wish you could have pretended to give her head yourself (being a proud bisexual), but also because Harry has never ate you out on a table before.

Yes there have been times Harry has been sporadic with your sex and fucked you in the back of the car or licked your pussy in the shower. But most of the time you have sex in bed or on the couch. And you truly don't mind because you enjoy the sex you have together. It's just Harry's character Jack is more adventurous then his real self and it's kind of making you even more unhappy with the thought.

Finally, you finish the trailer for Don't Worry Darling and sit there on the couch letting everything sink in. The movie looks so good, your husband looks so good in the movie, and you need to find out why Harry has never ate you out on a damn table before. Only one way to find out you suppose; go wake him from his slumber.

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Entering the bedroom not as quiet as you left, you set your phone on your night stand and climb up on the king size bed. You knee your way over until you're straddling Harry's bum due to him sleeping on his tummy. That action has your husband grunting a, "Mhm." as he feels weight being sat on his ass but is still in a sleeping state of mind.

You lean down and whisper a bit loud in his exposed ear, "Wake up, babe. Need you to wake up."

Harry flinches at your voice abruptly waking him up and slowly opens his eyes. "Hm, what?" he questions in his usual sleep filled voice, confused as to what you had said to him beings he tends to be confused when woken up suddenly.

You slightly shake on Harry's bare shoulders with each of your hands and decide to jump right in to the main question itself. The one you woke your husband up for. With a sign, you ask, "Why haven't you gave me head on a table before?"

Now more awake and conscious, Harry flips over to his back while you stay put on his lap, just sat on his crotch instead of his ass, and looks up at you with confused eyes. He has no clue why you woke him up to ask that of all things. "What? Why are askin' me that right now?"

Leaning down to wrap your arms around his neck, you explain to Harry, "Just watched the Don't Worry Darling trailer that Olivia posted to Twitter and there was a scene where you ate Florence's characters pussy on the dining room table."

This has Harry letting out a loud laugh as he rubs over your back that's covered in your silk nightgown. Then he goes to tell, "It's just a movie, love. I didn't actually eat anyone's pussy during filming. I only eat yours. Your cunt is the only one I ever want. No need to be jealous."

Now you feel more soft rather then slightly upset due to jealousy. So stuffing your face more into the warm skin of Harry's neck to be as close to him as possible, you reply, "Not exactly jealous. Well maybe but not because you were being affectionate with her. I know you were acting and I knew that you'd be having sexual moments together. I was jealous because she was so sexy and I wanted to be in your place but also because Jack is more adventurous then we are in our sex life."

"Love," Harry giggles in a deep voice, "I'm sure Florence wanted me to be you too. You know she always adored you when you came on set. And did you really just call our sex life boring?" He was a little hurt by those words you spoke if he's being honest. Harry loves having sex with you and he guess you didn't think the same.

Sitting up again so you can look down at his puffy face, you retort, "Just....... kinda want you to eat me out on a table. The scene looked so hot even though I know it was fake and all. Jack is just hot in general but I don't wish you were Jack in real life because he's a bit crazy."

Harry reaches his arms up and cups the side of your face with his hands, pulling your head down so he could kiss your lips. The rather intense kissing lasts a few seconds before Harry pulls away and whispers an inch from your mouth, "How 'bout I get up and make us a breakfast and then after breakfast I'll have my dessert. Right on the kitchen table."

The way he spoke so seductively, it made your pussy throb in your cotton panties and has you shaking your head up and down, agreeing with his statement. You wanted that so bad it wasn't even funny. "Yes, yes, please." you whine back.

"Alright, patients m'love. Let me go have my morning wee and then I'll meet you downstairs in the kitchen where I'll cook us some eggs and vegan ham. But while you wait for me down there, make sure you start preparing my dessert so it's nice and sweet f'me." referring to your pussy becoming wet between your legs.

You quickly climb off his body run down stairs where you wait uncomfortable, due to your clit throbbing in your panties, and think about the way Harry is going to spread you open on the long table in your dining room, eating your pussy like its his last meal.