One Direction & ZAYN Dirty Imagines

Against His Will - Harry

Y/N's POV

I was excited for this. Harry was fast asleep and I planned this out perfectly. He always wanted this, but denied everything I've said. Now, it's time for his desires to crawl out.

It's 6 in the morning. I wake up first, as usual, and see that Harry is still fast asleep. With a tug on my lips, they form a smirk as I grab the new sleeping mask I bought yesterday, without him knowing of course.

I manage to slip it over his eyes as a snore leaves his lips, sighing right after. Softly, I crawl out of bed and grab the handcuffs, slowly walking back.

Tugging down the sheets just so that his arms are exposed, I bring his hands up to the post and cuff them to it, making sure they're not on too tight. My mind is clouded with lust and anticipation as I pull the sheets further down till they're off his body. He shifts in his sleep, unaware of what is happening.

My hands trail up and down his exposed chest, feeling his warm skin against my fingertips. Harry groans softly, pursing his lips in his sleep.

Lower and lower my hand travels until they reach the top of his boxers. It slips underneath the clothing and grasps his hardening member. Another groan leaves his lips, his body moving once more.

I run my thumb over his head, pumping him softly then going harsher. His breath hitches in his sleep and he shakes his head softly.

"W-Wha-" He searches for any light, but then realizes that he's blindfolded.

"Good morning Harry," I kiss his cheek. My hand pulls his length from his boxers and lays against his stomach. I suppress the urge to wrap my lips around it and lick my lips, kissing his.

He pulls away and shakes his head once more. "What's going on y/n? Why am I blindfolded and handcuffed?"

"Sh," I press a finger against his lips. "Just feel okay baby?"

"N-Nugh," he whimpers as I bring my hand back onto his c.ock, pumping him lightly.

He bites his lip as he conceals a moan as I pump him harder, his hips bucking into my hand.

"Nuh-uh," I hum, using my other hand to press his hips back onto the mattress. "Let me."

"Please," he whispers, "more, please." I look up at him and almost lose it.

His lip are parted as he pants heavily, cheeks full of a light pink as his head digs deeper into the pillow. Vulnerability shows completely and I can't help but savor this moment.

"What do you want Harry hmm?" I ask, leaning down to press kisses against his neck while I continue to move my hand up and down his shaft. "Tell me."

"Your lips," he begs. "I need your lips around me, please."

"Okay okay," I smile deviously and take the mask off, but place my hand over his lips as I begin to jerk him off harshly. His eyes nearly pop open and he begins to uncontrollably moan into my hand. His green eyes are begging me to stop, but he looses control and c.ums in the most pleasurable way.

His hands pull at the restrains as he orgasms, still begging me to stop. I finally stop my hand and lick the excitement that lays there, staring at Harry while I do so.

Releasing my hand from him, he pants heavily and stares at me. "I need you."

"What do you need me to do Harry?" I ask, crawling in between his legs after pulling his boxers off.

He has no answer, making me smirk once I realize he still wants my mouth around him. Sticking my tongue out, I lick the underside of his shaft from base to tip, making him groan and dig his heels into the bed.

My tongue encircles around his tip before I wrap my lips around it, sucking as I bury him deeper in my throat.

"Oh god," he mutters under his breath, squeezing his eyes shut as I begin to gag around him. "Yes y/n."

He sounds so s.exy, the way his voice cracks a little at the end of each sentence. How he's just so vulnerable to me to touch, do anything I please.

My mind light up with an idea as I pull away from him, causing him to gasp.

"N-No y/n why did you stop?" He asks, voice high pitched.

"Because I wanted to." I say back, watching his eyes plead for more. My hand travels down to the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my body. Harry watches me, admiration showing through his features.

"Baby," he whines, "please touch me. I need it."

"C'mon Harry, you can wait yeah? Be a good boy for me." I coo.

He whimpers, pouting his lip sadly. I try not to give in and trail my hand down to my p.ussy, easing a finger inside me.

"Harry," I whisper, grinding onto my hand, adding another as I stare at him.

"Y/n please," he pleads.

"Will you be a good boy and lick me?" He nods eagerly, already licking his lips in anticipation.

"Always."

I grin at his answer and crawl up to his face, hovering myself over him. His head lifts up, not wearing me as he attaches his lips to my c.lit. My body lowers down, his tongue easing into my entrance.

"H-Harry," I grind myself against his face, hearing him moan eagerly. "F.uck me with your tongue."

He increases his speed, not stopping even if he wanted to. My high soon approaches as my thighs clamp around his face, climaxing. My hands latch onto his hair, pulling on it harshly as he continues to eat me out.

The pleasure is too much and I pull away from his face. His lips are coated in my wetness, chest heaving from the frowning tension in the room. I loose it when Harry says the next few sentences.

"Please y/n I need you. I need you to f.uck me, use me. H.ell I don't care, just touch me baby."

My hands reach out to un-cuff him, hovering over his c.ock before grabbing his length. I sink down on him, both of us whimpering in pleasure.

I start to bring my hips up and lower them, trying to find a good rhythm. Harry's hands fly to my waist, guiding me to a pace that we both find pleasurable.

"F.uck me y/n," he says as he lowers his hands, fingers rubbing at my c.lit. "Please."

I grind my hips against his, the tip meeting my g-s.pot perfectly. My hands press against his chest, then travel to his neck.

Nails dig into his skin once he starts to thrust up against mine, dragging my fingertips down to his chest.

"Make me c.um Harry." I pant, shutting my eyes as my high slowly approaches. "Please."

He grips my waist, bucking his hips at a fast pace. His other hand toys my c.lit, causing my body to fall against his. My legs tense as I climax once more, whimpering into the nape of his neck as his thrusts get sloppy.

He spills inside me, biting my shoulder to prevent any shouting. I shudder to the touch, his tongue darting out to lick over the skin, soothing the pain.

His c ock leaves my core as I lay against his chest tiredly. My arms wrap around his body, lifting my head up to press a kiss to his cheek lovingly.

"Night." I sigh, laying my head against his chest as I drift off to sleep.

He chuckles, murmuring a goodnight as well.