One Direction One Shots 2

Make Me Beg (Harry)

I hadn't seen him all day.

From the second I woke up until now I hadn’t seen, or talked to him. We’d been away from each other before, obviously, but that didn’t mean it was any easier. It also didn’t help that I woke up craving him more than anything and when I’d rolled over in bed this morning, expecting his warm skin to be the first thing I touched, he wasn’t lying next to me as per usual. He’d left me a note saying that he had a photo shoot today, then an interview right after.

For me it was torture being away from him even for an hour, so not being able to wake up and open my eyes to his soft features and fingers running through my hair left me aching. Absolutely aching with need for him. And even though I’d see him in less than 10 minutes, I still couldn’t have him. I couldn’t kiss him for hours if that was what I really wanted. I couldn’t touch him the way I wanted to. I couldn’t satisfy him the way I knew he was itching to be satisfied. All because of the fucking party we’d been forced to attend tonight.

It was for the launch of the new single, and the boys and management were required to be there. As always, girlfriends were allowed. As always, Harry had asked me to come. And as always, I’d said yes. It happened that way every time; I’d agree to come and then I’d see him in whatever suit he’d be sporting and what to rip it off him then and there. It came to no surprise that the exact same thing happened tonight.

Harry’s POV

Her black dress fit her immaculately, and her heels put her at my height, making her legs look a mile long. She looked absolutely perfect, as she always did.

Tonight wasn’t much different from any other night I’d take her out. The second she opened her door and my eyes scanned down her body I wanted her. It was just worse now, though, considering I hadn’t been able to even see her today.

My hands were on her as soon as I could manage, and it took no time at all for her hands to be tangled in my hair, mine gripping her bum, and our tongues battling fiercely. I knew we couldn’t do this now, but I decided it best if we let out at least some of our frustration now and be late than have to sit the whole night with my pants straining.

I disconnected our lips, only for mine to move swiftly to the soft, sweet skin of her neck. I felt her throat vibrate under my lips as she groaned, and I let my lips curl up at the corners at the sound. She tilted her head to the side to allow my hungry mouth more access, and I felt her hand tighten around my curls.

“Harry…” She breathed out shakily. “Harry, stop.”

My tongue slithered between my lips and I licked around the shell of her ear, clamping my teeth around the lobe. “Why?”

“Because we have somewhere to be and if you keep it up I won’t be able to stop you.” She gave a light pull on my hair and brought my face in front of hers, her thumb coming to my lips to wipe off the lipstick that had rubbed off. She giggled, and her multi colored eyes lit up, causing a smile to break out on my face. I slid my hands down her arms before linking our fingers together, bringing her knuckles up to my lips and kissing them.

“Ready?” She smiled and nodded, placing one last peck on my lips before we headed off.

*

As we walked into the restaurant/bar side by side, our hands gripping onto each others I was immediately greeted by groups upon groups of different people. Most I recognized from other events like this one, but there were some new faces thrown in there as well. Y/N patiently stood by my side while I was approached by everyone, saying a quick “Hello, nice to meet you”, when I introduced her.