Harry Styles imagines + preferences

valentine {smut}

[the playlist for the story]
Invisible String - Taylor Swift
Birds of a feather - Billie Eilish
Feels Like - Gracie Abrams
Sparks - Coldplay

'all mine..' he mumbles as he slings her leg over his shoulder, giving her thigh a gentle squeeze.

'all yours..' she whispers. 'promise— '

he presses a trail of purple bruises on her thigh as he slips two fingers inside of her. fuck she's so wet.

she takes in a short, sharp breath as he stretches her out, his digits reaching to her swollen button. his movements are dangerous as he curls his fingers, slipping in and out of her.

'think you can handle another finger?' he asks.

before she can even get the chance to speak, he adds a third.

'fu— fuck' she curses as her cunt clenches around him.

he fucks her a few more times before her orgasm shatters as she shakes beneath him.

's'alright.. sunshine' he coos as he brushes the tip of his nose against her cheek. 'relax..darlin'

his fingers run through her hair as she calms down from her high and he whispers 'so prefect' 'm'heart' 'm'world'.

the silver rings on his fingers cool down her heated skin. it makes her shiver as he continues to coax her into a calm state.

'gonna be gentle, like always precious' he whispers in her ear.

she gasps as he sheaths in.

his butterfly tattoo flutters as his muscles flexes. curls fall to the front of his face.

'fuck—' he curses. 'made perfectly f'me'.

as the night comes to an end, he reaches for his night stand and grabs his notebook.

'wrote you a little somethin' hope you like it' he whispers in her ear.

'feels like we've known each other for a lifetime and it's only been three years..' he says.

'..a lot has changed in three years. but i'm so thankful your still here, by my side..'

he presses a drawn-out kiss to her hair as he holds her in his arms and continues to whisper the rest of his letter to her.

tonight couldn't be anymore perfect..