good girl | h.s. one shots

taking care of business

warnings/includes: semi-public (?), daddy kink, no protection, choking, hair pulling, use of puppy nickname, ass slapping, gagging, chest fucking

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Harry had been working from home for the last few weeks. Him being out of the office enabled the both of you to spend more time together than usual, but that also meant his attention was pulled away from you more often.

Today he's been in a meeting since before you woke up, it's been a few hours now and you've yet to see him. You decide to bring him a little something to hold him over and try to grab his attention.

With a mug of coffee in hand and a cute white pajama set adorning your body, you make your way to his office. It's just a spare bedroom that he'd converted into a makeshift office space while he's been working at home, but it gets the job done.

Voices pool from behind the closed door as you raise your fist to lightly knock on it. Twisting the handle you peek your head in, Harry's eyes catching yours as he quickly clicks a few keys on his computer then speaks up, "Hey baby, I was just about to come find you, we're on break."

A smile lights both of your faces as you make your way over to him, he assures you that his camera and microphone are off before you hand over the coffee and take a seat in his lap.

"I missed you this morning. I woke up and you weren't there," you pout.

"I'm sorry, we started early today, but I was hoping it means we'd have some more time to spend together tonight," Harry responds, nuzzling his nose under your ear, leaving a few light kisses in the spot he knows drives you crazy.

You giggle to hold back a whimper that almost escapes your lips, figuring it's your turn to tease him back, "That's okay, whatever makes Daddy the most money."

Harry nearly growls as you turn your head to meet his lips for a kiss. "Careful baby, we don't have time for that right now," he pulls back, reaching behind you to set the coffee cup down.Then he feels your hand in his lap, lightly pressing over his hardening cock.

"Please," you turn to begging to convince him to give you what you want.

He kisses you in return, his lips moving against yours in a heated exchange. His hands find your ass and squeeze it tight, making you gasp and granting his tongue access to your mouth.

Your hand moves across his lap again, this time squeezing over the rough material of his pants. Harry lets out a groan as your fingers find his zipper to slowly pull it down.

"We can't, I have to be back on in a minute," Harry leans back to look at you, but you shush him, only further unzipping his pants, reaching for the waistband of his boxers, and pulling him out.

"Fuck- fine but you gotta be quick," he tilts his head back, lifting his hips a bit so you can pull his pants down further.

His growing cock springs free and your hand wraps around it, looking up at Harry who's still got his head back and eyes pinched shut.

You start to make slow strokes up and down his length, working him to his full length. Groans erupt from Harry's chest, his eyes opening to look back at you. His eyes widen as he starts to notice some of his colleagues coming back online.

"Shit, you've gotta stop," he panics, but you don't stop, instead you tell him, "It's okay, I'll only be a minute," before pulling yourself from his lap and sinking down to your knees. You rest your head on his thigh, giving him the sweetest pout and glossy eyes that you know he'll give in to.