Against All Odds (Harry Styles x reader short series)

Chapter 4

The next day y/n once again couldn't believe what happened the other night. It was a mixture of excitement and happiness, because it honestly had been very good, but on the other hand she was nervous and kind of scared about what would happen now.

They saw each other at the breakfast table. Y/n smiled at him but he didn't make eye contact. As a matter of fact he seemed to ignore her during the whole breakfast which disappointed y/n in some way. Of course she didn't expect him to kiss her or something but she had hoped for some friendliness. God he had eaten her out the other night and said some very dirty things to her.

When the crew left the breakfast table to get their instruments since they'd do a last rehearsel before their concert in Brussels, y/n stopped Harry. "Hey, how are you?", she asked friendly. "Fine, thanks.", Harry answered. "Really? You seem like you're not in the best mood." "Just tired." Y/n nodded and kept quiet. He confused her. She was sure that he actually was a bit grumpy, but why? Was he scared they'd be now more than friends, or maybe even friends, just because they had been intimate once?

Harry bit his lip when he walked around in the rehearsel room, waiting for the others. Here they had had sex just a few hourse earlier. Here he had touched her soft skin and licked with his tongue over her sweet pussy. He could feel himself getting hard again. No, he couldn't get distracted now.

Harry knew that he hadn't been very friendly towards y/n this morning. But it was just because he didn't know what to do. He wanted things with her to stop and let it be a one time thing, but he had enjoyed it so much that it was all he could think about, even though it was just a few hours ago. He liked her and didn't know why. It's not like he absolutely hated her before but last night she had shown him another side of her. A kind, funny and sweet side. A side he liked. But what would happen now? Would it be over now after doing it once? And if so, would he be fine with it?

During the concert Harry was so horny all the time. Once again, he couldn't get y/n out of his head and seeing her playing the guitar was so hot to him. That's why after the concert Harry made eye contact with her and when they looked at each other they both understood.

Harry could see the same dark sparkle in her eyes as she could see in his'. They unobtrusively walked away from the rest of the band and headed towards Harry's room. Right after they closed the door Harry started kissing her tempestuous and held her face in his hands.

She kissed him back and tangled her fingers in his tousled hair. Then Harry's hands went to her waist and pushed her shirt up so he could feel her tender skin. Meanwhile, y/n unbuttoned his shirt and caresses his skin with her fingers. Harry found his way to her bra and undid it with no problem.

He pulled her shirt over her head and it fell to the floor along with her bra. Then he began to play with her nipples and gently caressed her small breasts. They were still kissing passionately and moaning into each other's mouths. Harry's hands now went to her thighs and massaged them and when his fingers went under her skirt y/n shivered from the excitement.

Harry, who noticed it, smiled and murmed: "I want to feel y'so bad, y/n. God, I need t'feel your pussy." Y/n felt her cunt dripping at his words. Harry slightly ran his finger over her slip, which made her beathing go faster. "Harry please. Please, I need more." He had fun teasing her and the tip of his index finger wandered over her entrace which made her whine. "Please.", was all she could say.

Harry saw that she had problems standing properly because of her weak legs. That's why he gently pushed her to a table, so she could sit down. They still kissed wildly and when he interrupted the kiss to look at her he couldn't get enough of the sight of her red swollen lips.

She kept moaning and sighing because his thumb now very slowly drew circles around her clit and y/n grabbed Harry's shoulder to steady herself and relieve the pressure in her body. But since it didn't really work she babbled something Harry could not understand and shifted restlessly on the table. Harry loved every second of it, the sound she made, the mess she was under his hands and how she lost every control over herself.