Harry Imagine:
You have been dating Harry for about a year and half now and you live together in an amazing flat. Harry was off tour for a while so he was home most days unless he had a meeting with management or was just out with the boys. One day you were on your way home from work and were extremely tired. You walked into the flat. You saw Harry sitting on the couch looking as good as ever. You always thought he looked better in sweats and his beanie than in those tight jeans. Don't get me wrong he looks hott in those jeans too but he looks damn good in sweats, a tshirt, and his beanie. You smiled to yourself at how adorable he was. He looked over at you and smiled too.
"Hey babe, what are you smiling at?" Harry asks noticing you smiling at him weirdly.
"Hey Hazz, I'm just smiling at you and your adorableness!" you say continuing to smile at him.
"How was your day at work?"
"Really long and exhausting." you say walking over to the couch and sitting down next to Harry as he put his arm around your waist.
"I'm sorry love. Here why don't you go change your clothes and put something more comfortable on and come back down and I'll see what I can do about making your day better." Harry says while smiling at you.
You get off the couch an slowly walk up the stairs and go into your and Harry's room. You start going through your drawers but shut them and start going through Harry's clothes. You put on a pair of his boxers and one of his shirts. You walk back down stairs and notice Harry stating at you.
"you look way better in those than I ever will!" Harry says while admiring you. You smile at him and walk back over to the couch and sit next to Harry.
You and Harry are sitting there watching tv but you notice Harry still staring at you with that adorable smirk on his face showing that cute dimple on this cheek that you love so much.
"Why are you staring at me?" you ask him. But he doesn't give you a reply he just gets off the couch and stands up looking at you.
"Harry what are you doing?!?" you asked confused now.
"Lay down." is all he said to you.
"Huh?"
"I said lay down." Harry says in a husky voice. You were very confused but you did as you were told and laid down.
"No. On your stomach."
You flipped over still confused as to what his plan was. Without saying anything you felt Harry straddle you. He was sitting on your butt with one leg on each side of you. He started rubbing your back and giving you a back massage. You moaned at the spots that had alot of pain when Harry would rub over them. Whenever you would moan harry would smile be ask, "does that feel better babe?" the only way you could respond was with another moan. Harry continued to give you a massage. After about half an hour of Harry rubbing your back you started to feel something on your butt, it was really really hard. You turned your head to look at Harry. He just looked down at you and started to apologize.
"I-I'm sorry. Its just that...when you moaned it was getting me turned on." Harry said while getting off of you.
You flip over on your back and pull Harry down on top of you and say,
"who said I didn't like it?" you smiled up at him, he smiled back at you and leaned down and started kissing you. The kiss got more and more heated by the second. You slipped your hands up his shirt and let your hands run over his very fit torso, feeling every one of his abs. You wanted to see his body so you broke the kiss and ripped his shirt off and threw it in the corner. While you started to play with his pants he was taking off your shirt. Before you two were completely naked Harry stopped kissing you and looked at you.
"If your too tired then we don't have to." Harry said looking down at you his body hovering over yours.
"NO! I want to! Please." you said begging him to go on.
Harry gets off of you and picks you up and throws you over his shoulder and sprints up the stairs into your bedroom and throws you onto the bed and crawls back on top of you. And started kissing you passionately again. The rest of the night Harry definitely worked out all the exhaustion you had in you.