one shots!

pt.1 first time (without control)

letting go of control may actually be harry's nightmare, while making an album he gets input from his friends and colleagues but generally it's his album and his say. don't get me wrong he isn't a control freak but having his control taken isn't something he's used to, until his sweet girl gently asked a few nights ago if she could try being in charge in the bedroom.

harry would never say no to his love. she looked up at him with those big brown eyes he loved staring into, even shocking himself he muttered out an "of course" with a small smile.

he had forgotten about this conversation until she stumbled into their home tonight after a very long day of work. usually she would be too tired leaving their fun until the weekend, or it would result with her lying on a pillow her body trapped under his while he took care of her.

tonight though, she went and showered as soon as she got in and after a short while later she peered into the room requesting he shut his eyes. giggling to herself as he followed the soft command she checked the mirror one last time before walking in.

now y/n wasn't one to shy away from outfits for their hidden time in the soft sheets of their bed, she especially loved soft pinks and purple colored outfits with lace details that made her feel soft. tonight was just about the opposite creating some anxiety for her. this outfit was dark red, straps of leather with dark black embellishments spread across her body. as she tiptoed towards where he sat on their bed she felt safer simply by being in his company, she took one last deep breath and quietly squeaked "you can open your eyes now h" he quickly lifted his hands from his face and opened his eyes, not wanting to waste another second not looking at this lover.

he shivered as he took her in, he loved anything she wore, including the times she went without anything on. a small smile crept onto his face peering up at her. he knew he was in for it