summary: in which harry is y/n's sugar daddy and she's kind of hiding a teeny tiny secret from him
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warnings: smut, age gap, sugar daddy h
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"(Y/N). I already said no."
She pouted at him, trying not to think about how she's going to get carpet burn in a matter of minutes. She's wearing a red, two piece outfit. A cropped tank top and a mini skirt. It was one of his favorites and for some reason, she's pulling out all the stops today.
It's been a month since he saw her cry, but now her bratty behavior is back in full swing. He acts like it annoys him, but she knows he secretly loves to tell her no and then have her make him change his mind. She lives for it too.
They had just been shopping two days ago. He went along with her the entire trip, carrying bags, giving input on outfits, watching her tirelessly try on shoes and jewelry. She knew he didn't care, he just wanted to be with her. And she kind of just wanted him to be there too.
It's gotten worse. Her longing for him, but her unwillingness to let him know has dwindled. She's been so much more affectionate, she knows. He knows. But he just thinks she wants another bag or diamond necklace. She's not quite ready to tell him how she really feels.
Right now, she's begging him for a vacation. A week away in Antigua. She's never been, but he has and he makes her jealous every time he shows her pictures from his trip or simply brings it up. He'd been wanting to go somewhere, but not now when work is so busy.
She knows he's stressed, that's why she wants to get him out of here for a bit. She can tell how tense he is and she hates leaving him in his office at his house because she's so fucking tired but he won't stop working. She'd tried several times to get him to go to bed, but he'd just say ten more minutes. This happened more than she'd like to admit. And now she just wants to go away with him. They'd only been on one trip since they'd gotten together.
He took her to Paris six months ago. It was beautiful and they went on so many shopping sprees she came back with more bags than she originally packed. He did too. It was the most amazing time. The food was good, the weather was amazing, he tried to eat her out but she wouldn't let him. And she regrets that now because that surely would have made her cum. She still hasn't let him, but maybe this time she will. She's been craving more recently and it's very annoying.
She set her hands on his desk and leaned down, knowing he was getting a clear view of her cleavage now. He made it obvious, but then he looked back to his work. See, now he's toying with her. He knows what she's trying to do and he's trying to make her mad by ignoring her.
"Harry," She whined out his name, quickly moving around the desk to maneuver into his lap. He sighed like he was frustrated by her interrupting his work, but she knew better. "Please?" Her arms wrapped around his neck as his arm came around her waist.
"I'm so busy the next two weeks, I can't. After that then we can, I suppose. But I already said no. So get over it." His hands moved down to her ass and he pulled her closer to him so their hips would be aligned perfectly. (Y/N) didn't want to say he was easy, she just knew what he liked. Knew exactly how to make him agreeable. He pulled her into his chest, but looked over her shoulder to see the computer screen again. Now he's really pushing it. She rolled her eyes at his behavior and reached one of her hands for his hair. The other went to the top button on his shirt.
"But Daddy," She hadn't called him that since they first started seeing each other. See, (Y/N) wasn't exactly new to this lifestyle when she met Harry. She'd been seeing someone before and they insisted she call them that. Now that she thinks about it, she can't remember the guy's real name. Harry was different. It's not that he didn't like it, but he didn't want (Y/N) to think she had to call him that. He didn't want her to think he had some kind of authority over her. Sure, he doesn't like some of the shit she does, or that she has done, but he'd never turn into a jealous, controlling prick just to make her do what he wants. He's stern with her, but it's never over anything serious. "I really want to go. What can I do to change your mind?"
