Harry Styles imagines + preferences

Only angel part 11 {smut}

She remembers his fat cock inside of her belly, her body jerking with every thrust he made. She remembers his small grunts and growls, hands firmly on her hips so she didn't slip away. She remembers laying there naked, tied up, her pussy drenched in cum, from one orgasm to another. But what she remembers the most.. embedded in her mind, was his tenderness. When she managed to sputter out the word 'blue', he immediately crashed her body against his, letting her cry into his chest. Then gently picking her up while sobbing and running her a hot bath. He sat with her, softly brushing his hand over her cheek, apologising profusely. 'It's okay, baby.. I'm fine' she assured him. But he could see the redness of her abused clit.. and with one light press of his finger there, she hissed, jerking away. He could've been cruel, eyes cold as ice, abusing her just for his satisfaction. Dipping his fingers in and out of her vigorously. He could've pressed her against the tile walls and slip his cock back into her while she was a sobbing mess. Have her beg for him to stop again and again. 'Please.. it fucking hurts. You're hurting me'. But he didn't. He wouldn't.

She remembers his gentle touch to her clit as he brushed cream onto to it to somewhat relieve the pain. He stared at her swollen pussy, kissed the inner corner of her thighs and whispered a 'I'm sorry.. I really am'. She felt his hot breath tickle against her delicate skin, feeling her body tingle. She remembers his fingers delicately massaging everywhere. Shoulders, arms, thighs and her breasts, earning a soft moan in return. She remembers his hand pressed to her belly, reminding her that once she's recovered and ready, he'd fuck into her so deep that she'd see the imprint of his cock against her flesh. 'Fuck you till' you're sick of me and then pathetically beg for more'. She remembers his words 'I'd even fuck your ass.. have you screaming cause it's so good'.. 'has your ass ever been fucked?'. She shook her head, gasping at that obscene idea. 'Don't worry love.. I'll be gentle. I promise'.

and here she is, bent on all fours as he fucks into her ass, slowly sinking into her. She tries to squirm away from him but he presses his hand over her belly, keeping her still. His body hunched over her to keep her trapped against him.

'S'alright, love.. just stay still for me' he commands.

She does, biting at her lip as she feels pain. He doesn't move, just keeps her in that position as his free hand strokes through her hair to keep her calm. With every push, she's gasping for air, wincing from the pain.

'Please.. it hurts' she whimpers, letting a few tears fall.

'Please what.. Fucking hungry for my cock earlier' he grunts. 'Could stay like this forever, love.. watch you beg for me to stop'.

She sighs, pressing her back against him as he keeps her tightly under his hold. Her eyes, they catch a few droplets of pearls pooling around her, dripping from her cunt.. and he buckles his hips in frustration, earning a yelp from her.

'Did I fucking tell you to cum?' He asks her.

She doesn't reply, but instead tries to squirm away from him. He yanks her hair, lifting her head up so her eyes meet his.

'Did I?' He asks again.

She finally lets out a soft 'no'. Of course he apologises for accidentally thrusting into her when it's her first time but then reminds her that little sluts like her need to be taught a lesson.

'and never disobey me ever again.. understood?' He asks her.

She can't even think straight, let alone speak. He's frustrated again, pulling out so his tip rests in between her ass hole before thrusting in again. She cries for him to stop, her body shaking.

'Shh.. shh, angel. Jus' keep still' he whispers.

She finally lets him move, fucking her slowly. He always manages to end up balls deep, slapping against her skin, filling her up and she couldn't complain.

'Fucking hot' he whispers, keeping his body pressed against hers.

She's a hot mess, not weeks ago screaming for him to stop and now she's begging for him. She knew that her parents would disown her, if they ever knew. But she didn't care, she'd be happily sitting, lying, standing the way he wanted her. Tongue, finger, cock inside of her.

'and if your parents knew about this, huh?' He asked as if he knew what she was thinking 'if they ever saw my fat cock in your tight pussy'

She turns her head to meet his, her eyes slightly watery with fresh tears.

'Please.. H' she begs with desperate eyes.

He slows down his thrusts, coming to a still as his finger brushes her tears away. He could feel her pain, heart pounding out of her chest, body shaking.

'S'alright, love. I'm not going anywhere' he assures her.

She lets out a content sigh, pressing herself against him further. He doesn't hesitate to pull out, earning a little whine from her but holds her close to him. His heart is beating fast. Breaths are heavy.

'Jus' wanna hold ya, baby. Need to hold ya' he confesses.

He's had his tender moments, love making, writing songs about her (which she's yet to know), hot baths, reading her books, devouring her body, late night talking about their future. She's seen it all.

She lifts her hands to his cheeks, caressing them with the soft touch of her thumbs. Her lips brushes against his, feeling sparks everywhere.

'I love you. I hope you know that' there's a shakiness in his voice. 'and I don't just mean the sex. God the sex is great too'.

She turns him over, laying him onto the soft plush of the pillows before sinking onto him. A small moan falls from his, feeling her tight walls clench around him. She's slow, pressing her fingers to his chest for support as she rocks her hips back and forth. Their eyes gazes at each, deeply, sharing their love without saying anything. He knew she loved him. She didn't need to say it. Showing it was enough.

'Fu-uck, baby. I fucking love you'..