drives me crazy ☁ stylan

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'mmff,' I groaned as harry sucked on my lip.

the quiet school bathroom filled with my whimpering while harry held my legs up so that they were on either side of him, my pastel pink skirt giving way to my cock, and pressed me against the stall door.

'shh, baby, you're gonna get us caught.'

harrys' lips moved down to my neck, leaving small butterfly kisses along the side. then he started sucking just below my ear, resulting in me letting out a shaky moan.

he rolled his hips against mine, causing my breath to hitch. the door to the stall rattled noisily, making it a bit conspicuous to a passer-by what harry and I might be doing.

my fluffy sweater covered arms had been loosely wrapped around harrys' neck. now I twisted his curls around my finger and tugged on the brunette strands, implying that I wanted to take things further.

'stop, that turns me on too much,' he'd said once during lunch when I had playfully tugged on his hair.

he stopped sucking under my ear to press his forehead against mine.

'mmhh niall, stop. we can't do anything more while we're at school.'

then he started kissing my lips, not bothering to ask for permission with his tongue before he slid inside my mouth.

but his words didn't stop me. I kept tugging his hair with my left hand as I trailed my free hand down his chest to his pants. then I loosened them by undoing the button so I could slip my hand down on top of his boxers.

i started rubbing him as quickly as I could over the fabric between his skin and mine.

'niall stop it.' harry said demandingly.

but he didn't protest when i stuck my hand down his boxers and wrapped my fingers around his dick.

he bit my lip at the gesture, a quiet moan escaping his mouth over my lips, causing me to shudder of the vibrations.

I pulled down his pants and boxers just enough so I could have better access to his hardened length and started to softly run my fingers up and down. I then grasped him in my hand and started to flick my wrist and often slid my thumb over his tip after I licked it, innocently looking at him the whole time.

I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, positive that harry heard it too when he turned around in the direction of the toilet, to not cause any question from the unknown person, my legs still lifted by his tattoo covered arms.

another person in the bathroom made me feel as if harry and I were doing something dangerous, which we were, and that caused me to feel superior to harry.

I kept rubbing harrys' cock, he looked at me, pleading with his eyes in hopes of making me stop.

I smirked at him and slowed down, but he didn't seem to like that either.

we heard the toilet flush so we both took the opportunity to moan, knowing that the sound would be muffled by the heavier noise.

again, the entrance door opened and closed. instead of going back to our original position, harry set me down, buttoned up his pants and fixed his shirt to cover the obvious problem that had been rising for the past ten minutes.

he then left the stall and walked towards the door.

does he not want to keep going? I questioned to myself. it didn't seem normal that harry just randomly stopped after being pleasured for a while.