5sos & 1d Smut

Harry: He Is The One

Can someone do one where Harry is extremely rough and he leave like a lot of marks on her then afterwards they like take a shower or something like that where he sees them and he gets all sad and apologizes numerous times and she tells him it's fine but he still apologizes and then try just like cuddle together? Hope Fully It's Good <3

"Y/N" Harry screamed when he entered your shared apartment that evening. You came out to see him standing near the door. He had already removed his shirt and was now undoing the buckle of his belt. You and Harry have been dating for over a year now and have had sex several times but never had you ever seen him like this. He looked so horny and it made him look so hot, you could melt.

You walked towards where he was standing and sunk to your knees, removing the belt and started undoing the button and the zipper. You pulled down his pants and removed them. You looked up to see that his eyes had darkened with lust and, keeping eye contact with him, you licked his length through his boxers.

He let out a hiss which increased your confidence and you once more licked him through his boxers, you then pulled off his boxers and his erection came into view; even after having slept together numerous times, you were still not used to how big he was. You pulled the foreskin back and took his pink head in your mouth and started sucking on it. He let out an animalistic growl when you swirled your tongue around the head and started to deep throat him, almost taking all of him in your mouth. He kept saying 'fuck' under his breath over and over again.

"Shit, Y/N, I'm gonna cum." And sure enough he came in your mouth and you swallowed all that you could.

You pulled out with a pop and took a deep breath.

You let out a yelp when he bent down and threw you over his shoulder, walking towards your bedroom where he threw you on the bed. He then went out for a few minutes leaving you all alone.When he came back he had, in his hands, handcuffs and you immediately got wet thinking about what was about to happen.

"Strip" it wasn't a request, it was a command and you didn't dare argue with him, so you simply got up and, looking into his lust filled, green eyes, removed your jeans, top and bra but just when you went to remove your thong, which hid absolutely nothing, he stopped you by shaking his head.

He sauntered towards you and pushed you on the bed. He then walked to the side of the bed, yanked your right hand and handcuffed it to the bed post and did the same with the other. He then pulled you down as much as he could and spread your legs as wide as possible and tied them to the legs of the bed.

He looked up to see his handiwork and was pleased with the results. There you were on the bed, spread eagle, tied up and completely to his mercy. He could do whatever he wanted and you wouldn't be able to stop him.

He got on the bed and took your left breast into his mouth and bit down harshly on the nipple causing you to moan and, encouraged by this, he started pinching the other one. He then moved down and roughly tore apart your thong causing you to screamed out.

"You are such a dirty little girl aren't you, getting wet for me. You like being tied up and being helpless don't you? It turns you on, dosen't it?" He demanded looking into your eyes. He was never this rough and it really turned you on.

"Yes.". You let out a squeak as you felt Harry roughly spank your left tit.

"Answer properly". He growled.

"Yes, I am a dirty little girl, getting wet for you even when you have me tied up. It turns me on. You tying me up turns me on". As soon as you finished saying this his lips were on yours and his tongue slipped into your mouth exploring, his hands running down your sides, his length poking against your womanhood. You wanted so bad to run your hands through his soft curls but were restrained. His kiss became rougher and he only stopped when you were both out of breath.

"How much do you want me?"

"Oh God, so much Harry".

"Then beg for it, you won't get it until you beg for it". He said running his length down your folds.

"Oh, please Harry, I want you inside me please Harry. Please just fuck me so hard, I can't even remember my own name.Har- OH GOD" you screamed out loud when he entered you completely, without any warning, giving you no time to adjust to his length.

"Shit, Y/N, I've fucked you so many times, yet your tight as hell, I should fuck you more often". He said, going faster and faster. You pulled against all your restraints, while you're head was moving from side to side. He gripped your thighs and went even faster if that was even possible. He kissed down your collarbone biting , leaving love bites all over your neck. You knew you would have bruises in the morning but you couldn't care less, right now you wanted this, you needed this.

The only sound in the room was your moaning, his growling, the sound of your skin slapping against his and of the bed banging against the wall.

"Harry, I can't... last any... longer" you panted.

"On 3, 1, 2, 3".

"HARRY" you screamed out loud as you came along with him, pulling against all your restraints. He pulled out of you and you whimpered at the loss of contact, you still wanted him. He laid down for a minute before he got up and removed your restraints. You brought your limbs closer to you and they felt as if they were on fire.

"Want to take a shower, love?" He asked with a breathtaking smile that even if you wanted to you wouldn't have said no, so you nodded. He lifted you up bridal style and took you to the bathroom, setting you in the shower, turning it on and turned to look at you. When he did look at you he let out a gasp and his beautiful green eyes were now filled with sorrow and worry. You slowly turned to look at the full length mirror and were surprised at what you saw. There were marks on your wrists and ankles where he had tied you up, his hand prints on the inner side of your thighs and your neck was completely covered in love bites.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry, I hurt you, I'm so sorry, I really am". He said looking like he was about to cry.

"It's okay Harry, I'm fine. Really". You assured him but through out the entire shower, he kept apologising to you. He then started laying feather light kisses on all the bruises with such tenderness, that you felt like crying.

That night when you both cuddled together, he held you tight in his arms and you were sure he was the one.