At this point in the concert, Harry's cheeks ached from smiling but he didn't care. Seeing his girlfriend singing, dancing and being happy was something that quickened his heart.
The love of his life.
His favorite part was when she sang some of her "sexy" songs and made movements that left him without air.
Sure, he had no idea what was coming next.
The song ended and Harry clapped and screamed until he was limp, blowing kisses at the girl in front of him, who gladly accepted them.
"So..." She positioned the microphone on the tripod, wiping sweat from her forehead with one hand. "I hope you know this song and shout it with me even though it is not mine."
Styles frowned in confusion, was she going to sing a cover?
But then, the stage was covered in red lights, and he felt the nerves rise from his stomach to his throat.
"No. Fucking. Way."
The guitar comes in, the audience goes wild and Harry does too.
"Here to take my medicine, take my medicine." Her little voice sends him vibrations all over his body "Treat you like a gentleman."
She stands almost still in front of the microphone, balancing her small body just a little. Until that part comes.
"I had a few, got drunk on you and now I'm wasted" She slides her hands down her sides sensually, making the audience scream. "And when I sleep I'm gonna dream of how you..."
Harry can't even finish the lyrics, completely stunned by how his girlfriend was singing his song and despite the low lights of the place, he could see how she was staring at him. So confident, so hot.
Yes, so hot that a boner was forming in his pants.
The woman moved across the stage in ecstasy, jumping in her white sneakers causing her short red dress to rise, allowing Harry to see underneath it.
Her hair messed up, causing him to have flashbacks.
"The boys and the girls are in, i mess around with them, and I'm okay with it." She slides one of her hands from her open mouth to her low belly, smiling innocently.
Oh, she knew what she was causing in the audience, especially to her boyfriend and owner of the song.
"I'm coming down, i figured out i kinda like it." She almost moans the words. "And when I sleep I'm gonna dream of how you... ¡Yeah!"
"Fuck." Harry bites his bottom lip hard, not caring about the pain but the pain in his cock.
He reaches into his pants, careful that no one sees him as he tries to accommodate his cock in his boxers so it doesn't hurt, but it's killing him.
"If you go out tonight, I'm going out 'cause I know you're persuasive." Y/N jumps through space, stopping to make movements that leaves everyone breathless.
And when she gently caresses between her thighs. Oh, he's lost.
"You got that something, i got me an appetite, now i can taste it."
Harry waits for the song to end, unable to hear the last verse because of the desperation for the concert to end so he can fuck his beautiful girlfriend.
The song ends, and after two more of her authorship, the concert does it too.
He doesn't even hesitate to run to the Backstage and enter his girlfriend's dressing room, sitting on the sofa so he can wait for her. His leg shaking.
Ten minutes later, the short girl enters the door, completely sweaty in that short dress and with adrenaline running through her veins.
"Harry!" She walks euphorically towards him, not noticing the bulge in his pants. "Did you liked the surprise, babe?"
"Hello, lovie." He says, his voice deeper than ever, sending electricity to the girl's body in front of him. "I did, a lot, actually."
Delicately, he takes his girlfriend by the forearms and sits her on his lap, allowing her to feel that prominent lump.
"Oh." She whispers, barely moving over him.
"Yeah." He caresses her hips over the fabric. "You have to take care of what you caused, angel."
"Fuck, i will." She stamps her lips with his, forming a wet kiss where tongues fight and teeth collide.
Both undo their clothes, leaving only underwear. Y/N moans biting her lip at the sight of her boy's erection.
"Tell me, Y/N." Harry stamps her against the wall, biting her neck. "Why the fuck did you sing that song?"
"For this." She moans. "All i want is for you to fuck me with this song in your mind, Harry."
"Bloody hell, she is going to be my death." He thinks, rubbing against his girlfriend's pussy covered by panties, making them gasp.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard that you will forget the damn lyrics." The way he said it, almost made her cum right there.
Y/N unzips her bra, throwing it somewhere in the room. And instantly her breasts have the attention of Harry's mouth, making her moan.
"Oh, Harry." She says, completely euforic for the recent concert.
"That's my name." He answers egocentrically, licking and sucking on one nipple, repeat the action with the other.
"Stop teasing, i need you right now." The woman says desperate, feeling the pain in her clitoris growing, demanding attention.
Harry agrees without hesitation, pulling her panties down his girlfriend's legs, letting out a sigh as he sees the juices staining the fabric.
"I wish i could taste ya." He says, barely stroking the clitoris, making her moan on contact. "So wet fo' me."
"Today is Medicine, another day it will be Watermelon Sugar." Y/N replies, making him smile.
Harry reaches into his pants pocket for a condom before taking off his boxer shorts and putting it in his now-relieved dick, gasping for release.
"You're ready?" He asks, kissing her gently.
She nods excitedly, and Harry lifts her up so he can get into her.
They both let out noises of pleasure when the brunette is already fully inside, and the first push comes, driving them mad.
"So fuckin' tight fo' me." He growls, biting Y/N's neck, leaving marks she won't be able to cover.
"Only for you." She whispers in her ear, causing Harry to accelerate his thrusts. "Ah!"
"Do you like that, lovie? Do you like how i fuck your tight hole?" Styles kisses her one more time, leaving her breathless. "Open your little mouth."
Y/N does what he tells her, and moans deeply as she feels Harry's saliva dripping down her chin, swallowing what was left inside.
She feels that pressure on her low belly, telling her she's close.
"H... i'm close."
After saying those words, Harry accelerates his movements, remembering every moment in that scenario that led them to this moment.
"C'mon angel, cum on my cock." He says, knowing that hearing him was going to drive her crazy.
Y/N lets out a little scream at the same time that she's cuming, Harry following her.
"Wow." She murmurs after a minute of silence in which only their shaky breaths could be heard. "I love you."
"I love you too, honey." Harry answers, still inside of her. "Next time sing Watermelon Sugar."
They both laugh, knowing that Y/N would be capable.
"Watermelon Sugar will be."
