>Extremly really dirty imagines<™

Breakfast Harry

I sighed to myself quietly rolling over in my bed. I was alone again and slightly frustrated about it. Harry and I were visiting my mother for my week off of uni and even though we have been sharing an apartment for almost a year now she had insisted we sleep in separate rooms. I swear my mom is doing everything to keep me a child in her eyes.

I've gotten so used to feeling him near me while I slept, that I didn't sleep very well because it didn't feel right to me. I sat up slowly reaching for the brush I had left on the nightstand. I brushed out my hair and tied it up in a bun. There was a soft knock on the door of my room followed by it opening slowly. Harry peeked his head around the door smirking when he saw me awake. He slipped in slowly shutting the door behind him. "What are you doing in here my mom will kill you if she comes in here," I said kissing him when he got to my side.

"It's worth the risk," he said smirking while he climbed under the blanket next to me. His lips found my neck and I knew just what he was wanting.

"Harry it's really not, please I want her to like you and I don't want this being the reason she doesn't," I replied pushing him off slightly.

"I'll be quick, besides she is cooking you know she takes forever to cook," he said his lips on my neck again ghosting kisses while his fingertips grazed the inside of my thigh moving slightly higher up. I tried to protest, but a second later his lips found a sweet spot and his fingers found my clit through my panties. My breathing picked up and my teeth clenched trying to hold back any sounds.

There was a louder knock at my door and I jumped, "fuck," I swore under my breath. Harry went to stand to find a place to hide, but the door was already opening. I pushed his head under the blanket and tried to hide him as best as I could amongst the many pillows and thick white duvet.

My mom pushed the door open and smiled at me a big toothy grin, "Oh good you're up," she said stepping into the room. She sat at the end of the bed, "I was just coming to tell you breakfast was ready," she said smiling.

From my side, I could feel Harry shift under the blankets. I tried not to look at the spot he was in afraid if I drew attention to it my mom might notice. "Okay yeah I'll be down in just a little," I said nodding my head, praying she would leave. Harry grabbed my legs and pulled them apart. I had no idea what he was doing or why my mom was still standing there, but my heart was racing like crazy. She stepped closer and took a seat at the bottom of my bed.

"I'm really glad you're here," She said giving me a smile, "It's just not the same around here without you."

I nodded my head trying not to squirm while harry began to move again. He had somehow placed himself between my legs and his mouth was now dangerously close to my center. His fingers starting to teasingly rub my clit through my panties. "I know what you mean mom it's a little weird living away from home," I said nodding. I was trying to keep my voice even because the more we talked the cheekier Harry was getting. I could feel him pull my panties to the side and two of his fingers start to play with the now exposed area.

"And Harry, he is such a sweet boy," she said a smile on her face as she spoke. I gave be a forced smile praying she didn't notice the false grin on my face. I was holding back so many noises that would normally be pouring out of me when he played with me this way. His fingers were knuckled deep and curled just right that I could feel him against my g-spot. "I can see why you like him, he's sweet, charming, and definitely not hard on the eyes," my mom said wiggling her eyebrows.

I tried to giggle at her comment but had to stop myself short when a moan almost escaped. She started to go on and on about how Harry and I were perfect for each other. His movements started to pick up and I had to get her out of my room because the second his lips and tongue started to play with my clit I was dangerously close. "Uh, Mom you said something about breakfast?" I said trying to distract her.

"Oh right, I should go start the coffee," she said standing quickly. "You coming?" she asked turning around at the door.

If she only knew the double meaning that word held right now, she would kill us both. "Uh, mhm, be right there," I struggled trying to sound calm and normal like my body wasn't being threatened with massive amounts of pure pleasure. She nodded her head and shut my door behind her. I waited a second before throwing the blanket to the side. Exposing a cheeky Harry, with his fingers still working their way in and out of me. He smirked up at me and worked his mouth against my clit harder. I threw my head back moaning quietly still aware of the other people in the house. My breathing picked up and my hands found his hair. My legs started to shake and my hips started to move with his mouth and fingers finding a deadly rhythm that had me coming undone.

I was a panting mess when I started to come down, he pulled his fingers out of me sticking them in his mouth. He sat back on his legs smirking at me, as mad as I was, my body was still humming from the pleasure. I moved closer to him grabbing his face in my hands, molding my lips to his hungrily. I wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck him good, but I knew there were too many people in this house. "Fuck, I can't wait to get home," I muttered before standing up.

"Pack your bag," He said clapping his hands standing up.

"You're going to have to make it through breakfast at least," I chuckled putting on a pair of pants before walking out of my room