In this imagine you are coming home from a long and hard day at work. You are tired, stiff, and you have bags under your eyes. This is in your point of view. You are a successful lawyer, and you just won a case after working hard on it for two years. You want to celebrate, but you are so drained from what you just went through. Your One Direction guy of your choice will make you feel better, in the best way he can. Love.
HARRY:
I finally opened the door to my penthouse and slammed it behind me. I put my purse down on my little table I have by the door, and look in the mirror. I looked exhausted. Finally, the jury took our side and judged us not guilty, my client deserved it. She was tried for raping a little boy, turns out it was her sister.
I sighed as I saw bags under my eyes and I tried to fix up my hair. I closed my eyes from my exhaustion, and sighed once more. When I opened them, Harry was standing behind me.
"Hey babe." He said slithering his muscular arms around my waist and nuzzling his face into my neck. His voice was husky, like he just woke up. How nice.
"You look so tired, what happened to you today Y/N?" Harry asked.
"We finally won the case, now I need a new case..." I said looking in the mirror as Harry sucked on my neck.
"Mmm... congrats..." Harry mumbled into my neck.
"Not congrats, I'm unhappy..." I said looking into the mirror. Harry began to rub my shoulders. He pressed hard on my stiff shoulders, making them loosen.
"Babe..." Harry said turning me around.
"Y/N, you are the smartest, prettiest..." Harry said, his green irises staring into my eyes. I began to smile.
"Sexiest..." He mumbled putting our foreheads together and pressing me against the table.
"Go on..." I whispered with a smirk.
"I love it when your buttons go lose..." Harry said slowly buttoning your blazer.
"Uh huh..." You say.
"And when you skin shows..." Harry said sliding off your blazer showing your strap dress, and he began to kiss your shoulder. Your mouth begins to gape as you wrap your leg around his.
"I love it when you do that..." He said holding your leg closer to him, and picking you up by your bum and walking you to your bedroom.
"I like you on the wall..." He said pushing me up against a wall. He thrusted agaisnt me, even though we still have on clothes. He took his thumb and lightly rubbed it over my clit and through my panties. He slipped his index finger in my panties and began to pump in and out of me.
He then carried me to the bed and laid me down. He kissed my lips then slid down to my panties, removing them with his teeth. He then put his two fingers in and out of me. I called out Harry's name, and he smirked because he was getting this reaction just by his fingers.
He took his fingers out of me and rolled his tongue over my clit.
"Y/N?" Harry asked.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Have you ever tried 69?" Harry asked.
"No... why?" I said, suddenly getting excited. Harry put on a smirk and put his iphone in the ihome next to our bed. Then he scrolled through his songs, and eventually pressed a button. Suddenly, Harry's voice filled the room as he played a cover his old high school band did, summer of 69.
"Let's do this..." Harry said unbuckling his pants walking toward the bed.
