5sos & 1d Smut

Harry: ραяту

The music is blasting through the house and I'm pretty sure two third of the people here is drunk already. Y/F/N is throwing a party for her birthday and since Harry and I are two of her closest friends we're invited of course. I spent almost two hours getting ready but it was all worth it as soon as I saw the look on Harry's face when he laid his eyes on me.

"Y/N! Harry! It's so good to see you!" Y/F/N says as she hugs both of you. "It's good to see you too." I answer smiling. The house is packed with people but we manage to find our group of close friends.

The party goes on and me and Harry are dancing in no time. Or well, grinding against each other. "Have I already told you how hot you look in that dress?" he asks as he pulls my hips closer to his. "Only two times." I retort teasingly. I turn my head so I can kiss him. "I'm going to get something to drink. Do you want something?" He shakes his head and and I make my way to the kitchen.

I take a cup and fill it with beer. "Hey beautiful." I roll my eyes and turn around to face some guy I've never seen before. I'm not really in the mood for this. "My boyfriend is waiting for me." I hint. He smirks and steps closer to me. "What he doesn't know doesn't hurt him right? I bet he doesn't know how to treat a girl like you right. Otherwise he wouldn't have let you out of his sight, right?" he says. "He knows I'm perfectly able to take care of myself." I back up against the counter as he takes another two steps forward. "All the things I could do to you. Come on, you could at least give me a chance." he smirks.

"A chance to what?" I startle when I hear Harry's voice roar through the kitchen. "Was he bothering you?" he asks me, his angry glare not once leaving the boy. "Harry, It's fine. Let's just go." I really don't want to make a big deal out of this but Harry clearly has a different idea about that.

He shoves the guy against the fridge. "Do you think you can talk to my girl like that?" Harry's now towering over the guy. "Relax! She's not that special anyway." he huffs. This seems to make something snap in Harry as he lifts his fist and hits the guy square on the nose. "Fuck! You broke my nose!" The impact of the blow made him fall to the ground but Harry looks ready to break a few more of his body parts.

"Harry! Harry, please. Just leave him. He's not worth it." I try to convince him. I catch Harry's eyes. "Just leave him." I repeat, softer this time. He huffs and takes my hand, although his facial expression doesn't soften. "We're going home." he informs me. Apparently I don't have a say in this at all. "But I don't want to go home." I whine. He just ignores me and walks to the car, dragging me behind him. "We didn't even say goodbye!" I protest. "I'm pretty sure they're all too drunk to notice anyway." he grumbles. I sigh and get in the car. There's no point in arguing with him when he's this angry.

"I can't believe he had the nerve to say that about you. What else did he say? I want you to tell me, Y/N." he demanded. "It was all nonsense, Harry." He hits the steering wheel with the palm of his head. "Tell me!"

"He said that there were lots of things he could do to me," I take a breath before continuing because I know this is what's going to piss him off most. "that you don't know how to treat me right." Harry doesn't answer, he only tightens his grip on the steering wheel. His knuckles go white from the pressure that's being put on them.

The rest of the car ride is silent and I can almost feel the tension in the air. As soon as the door of his apartment falls closed I'm pushed up against it. "Harry!" I gasp.

"I'll prove how good I can treat you," He grumbles while planting heated kisses along my neck and collarbones. "how good I can make you feel." he breathes. He bites down on my collarbone, making me release a soft whimper.

He doesn't have to prove anything to me but I like where this is going. I tug at the curls at the back of his neck, wanting to feel his lips on mine. He groans and then crashes his lips on mine. His left hand rests on the back on my neck to pull me closer while his right hand goes to my back so he can unzip my dress.

The soft material falls on the ground, revealing my breasts to him. "You're so hot. I can't wait to be inside of you, to make you moan my name so loud you'll be hoarse tomorrow." His voice is husky from arousal and the only thing I want more than to hear him keep talking is him actually making me do that.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" I asked, palming his still clothed crotch.

"Fuck!" he grunts.

"I really hope that's what you're going to do."

We make our way to his bedroom, kissing. He rips my thong off and undresses himself faster than I've ever seen him do so.

"Harry!" I whine when we're both laying on the bed, him kissing and biting at my neck.

"What is it, babe? What do you want?" he grins against my skin. "You know what I want." I answer, glaring at him. "No, I don't think I do." I bring his hand to my clit but to my discontent he doesn't move.

"Good girls use their words." he taunts. I let out an irritated sigh. "Touch me." I give in. He slaps my clit, making me jerk. "A little bit faster next time, love." he growls. He enters me with three fingers at once and I moan loudly. He fingers me at a mind wrecking pace. I grip the sheets on either side. He smiles down at the mess beneath him that is me. Suddenly he stops all movement, leaving his fingers still inside me. I whimper and start bucking my hips.

Harry licks his lips. "Look at what a dirty girl you are, fucking yourself on my fingers like that. I bet you'd rather have my cock though." he whispers in my ear. I moan again and nod.

"Tell me how much you want my cock." he commands.

"Please Harry, I want you inside of me."

He shakes his head. "I think you can do better than that." He thrusts his finger into me hard which results in me moaning his name.

"I want you inside of me so bad. I want to feel you big cock fill me up. Please, I want you to fuck me so hard I can't even remember my own name." I beg.

After that he doesn't waste any time. He makes himself comfortable between my legs and slams into me. I don't even get time to adjust to his size but I don't care because he's making me feel so good.

"Say my name." he groans as he delivers a particularly hard thrust. "Harry! Oh Harry!" I moan, not even caring anymore if his neighbours can hear.

He's slamming into me harder than he ever has before and I can't do anything else than gripping the sheets and bucking my hips to meet his thrusts. His moans sound like music in my ears.

"I- I''m almost there, Harry." I stammer. "Not yet. Hold it a little bit longer." He brings his hand to where our bodies connect and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb. He keeps thrusting into me and at one point I'm not sure if I can hold it anymore.

"Let go." he groans. I do the second he says I can. My walls are clenching around him, sending him into that complete bliss. He rides out both our orgasms and then flips us over so I'm laying on top of him.

"You think I treat you good, right?" he asks worried. He finally seems to have snapped out of the angered state he was in.

"Of course I do, Haz." I smile.

"I love you." He says slowly, making sure to look in my eyes.

"I love you too."

He kisses my forehead, making butterflies erupt in my stomach. It feels amazing that no matter how long we've been together he can still do that. Actually I think that he'll still be able to do that when we're eighty and surrounded by our grandchildren. On this moment I'm more sure than ever that Harry is the man I want to grow old with.

Thank You Guys For all the reads xoxo ~ Rev