Just a Taste // HS Blurbs

knowing someone can hear*

Wc: 1020

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Sometimes, Y/N got needy. And when she was needy... she was a bit bratty. It was something the both of them understood. But some days? Y/N pushes Harry to his limits and he, having no shame, decides to give into her requests.

With constant bothering at the pub that Y/N had insisted they go to, Harry was a bit irritated. There was nothing wrong with clingy to him. In fact? The man thrived off of Y/N in his lap and kissing on him. But interrupting his conversations for kisses, whining in his ear and kissing on his neck to distract him? It was hard to keep any sort of conversation going. The straw that broke the back though, was her seemingly curling into him but her hand covering his half hard cock, palming over the length with a little snicker into his neck.

That's how she landed herself here. In the bathroom of the pub, pressed up against the wall of the biggest stall. Cock shoved into her cunt, hair fisted in his hand as he thrust into her. "Fuckin' told you." He whispered. "I told you to be a good girl and I'd give you my cock when we got home. But y'just can't behave, can you?"

Y/N shook her head, eyes rolling back at a particularly deep thrust. "N-No! No, I'm... im good." Her voice was slurred slightly, squeaking at the end at the punch of the thrusts being delivered. His cock was big and always filled her up but she had little time for a warm up before Harry had shoved her up against the wall and yanked up her dress. It didn't help that she had gone without her panties.

"No." He said lowly. "Y'aren't. You come with me, beg me to go out with our friends.. and you have to be the pathetic cock slut you always are. Thought I could have a good night tonight... but I've got a whore begging for my cock under the table. Such an attention whore too... won't even let me get a word in. Can y'not survive without my attention?" He snarled, biting down on her jaw lightly. This talk only got her even more wet, the man feeling it drip down his cock. He scoffed, using his free hand and taking it down on her ass.

"No! Sir... I... I'm sorry I... I wanted it." Her voice was breathy little squeals, the steady and slow pounding of her pussy taking her breath away. The both of them paused though, when the door to the bathroom opened and they could hear a few people come inside. Oh, fuck.

Harry instead smirked against her neck, not pausing his thrusts. "Look at that. Now they're gonna know. Gonna hear you be a dirty girl, needing cock in the bathroom because y'cant wait until you get home." She got off on this. It wasn't the first time they'd had a situation like this and god, did they have fun. There was no shame at all on Harry's part.

Y/N on the other hand? She could feel herself tighten up at it. She was a show off. Harry was right when he said she was a slut for attention and this only spurred her on, squealing quietly as Harry's hand came to her throat. Her cheek against the cold stall, her lip bitten as he fucked into her. It was no secret she wa getting fucked- anyone could hear the sound of his cock thrusting into her wet cunt. But it was after a particularly hard thrust that she made a louder moan, the people in the bathroom got quiet.

"Oh... look at that, precious. Let them know Theres a cunt being fucked in here." His breath was warm against her neck. "Not a secret anymore, is it?" He gently squeezed her throat, tugging at her hair to pull her head back. Another wet moan left her throat and giggles and whispers came from the other side of the door.

"There we go. Everyone should know how dirty you are, baby. Take cock so good... s'what you were made to do. Made for my cock. Isn't that right?" He got off on this, too. But even more so, it was how tight she had gotten, how she was dripping all over his cock. "Who's cunt is this?" His lips were at her ear.

"Yours!" Her voice wasn't a whisper, too lost in her pleasure to realize her volume. She was so close to cumming all over him.

"Who? What's my name?" His cock went harder, the slapping of skin getting louder. The ego boost, knowing her pleasure was evident and the fact he was giving it to her was obvious.

"H-Harry! Harry, s'yours." Her legs began to tremble slightly. "M'gonna cum."

Harry snickered against her cheek, nodding his head. "Yeah. You are. Gonna cum on my big cock while everyone's listening. N'then you're going to suck it clean and take my cum down your throat." He sped up, hand holding her throat firm enough that he had control of her head. The little whimpers and 'oh my God's' began to tumble from her mouth as he felt her get there. "Cum for me, be my good little slut so I can get back to drinking."

That's all it took. A loud moan broke in the bathroom, unmistakable now as she came. Shaking in his arms, panting as her cunt clenched around him and the pleasure overtook her. "Thank you, thank you sir...." her voice broke off as he let go of her throat and circled her clit a few times with his fingers to extend it. His smug smirk against her cheek widened as he pressed little kisses, a bit of comfort into her.

"Good girl. That's my baby... did so well for me. I love you." he whispered, letting her ride through it. "Now..." as soon as she was a bit more stable, switching his tone. "Get on your knees. Y'need to clean up your mess."