Infinity (H.S) (on hold)

Fourteen * (smut warning)

That night, Harry laid comfortably on Ally's couch, sinking deeply into the plush cushions. His curls were tied up into a loose bun on the top of his head as he lazily flicked through the television channels in just his boxers, as they forgot again to grab more clothes from Harry's place.

As he landed on The Simpsons, he could faintly hear Ally hum a tune to herself as she prepped dinner in the kitchen. He paused himself for a few seconds, listening in to the slight tapping of cutlery and the way her voice wafted into Harry's ears was something he could never have enough of.

He got up slowly from the couch and walked quietly towards the kitchen, where he leaned against the door frame with his arms across his chest, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth as Ally stood at the counter.

Her back was facing Harry as she was slicing something on a chopping board, wriggling her small but curvy body to the beat that played inside her head, all the while still humming.

Harry shook his head slightly, absolutely amused at the wonderful sight that stood in front of him. Ally wore a pair of black yoga pants and a white sweat shirt, and to Harry's uttermost delight, she was also wearing no bra underneath. It took him every inch of self control not to stride over to her and run his hands over the curves of her behind as it fitted incredibly in her yoga pants. Her long hair was tied up in a high pony tail, and he had the sudden urge to wrap his fingers around it and pull. He knew what she liked.

Harry decided to make his presence known, so he saunted over to her and pressed himself into her as he moved her hair away from one of her shoulders, giving him direct access to the side of her neck. Ally gasped at Harry's sudden and quiet entrance, but soon relaxed as he ran his fingers up and down the sides of her body.

"You're making it hard for me to concentrate on not cutting myself" Ally breathed as she closed her eyes and lolled her head to the side to let Harry begin his distracting assult on her exposed neck.

Harry chuckled into her skin as his fingers trailed up her body, bringing her shirt up with them, but slowly letting the hem fall back down as he moved his hands gently to her firm behind.

"The things you do to me, Alydia" Harry groaned in Ally's ear, and she felt her whole body shiver with anticipation as he pressed his crotch further into the small of her back.

"Harry.." she trailed off "I'm trying to start dinner"

But Ally didn't really care about that. She was too immersed in Harry's grip on her ass, and his gentle kisses on her neck. She let out a small gasp of air as he slowly moved his hand between her closed legs.

"Fuck dinner" Harry growled into Ally's ear, and that alone was almost enough to make her melt into his warm hands. She dropped the knife on the chopping board, succumbing to his relentless hand movements between her stiffened legs.

"Mmmm" she hummed "You win this time, Styles"

Harry chuckled before moving his hand away "I always win, Ally. Now, move over there and bend over"

Ally swallowed hard as Harry pointed to the bare island counter. Her whole body was pumping with an insane amount of adrenaline and she found herself start to shake a little bit as she laid her stomach on top of the counter, her ass on full display through her yoga pants in front of Harry. She rested her chin on top of her knuckles, eager for him to do something else to her, but Harry was standing directly behind her. He didn't want to rush it just yet, so he stood there, gently caressing every bit of her behind as she bent over the counter, desperate for more of his electric touch.

"What am I gonna do with you?" Harry mused as he crept forward, grasping her hips tightly and pressing himself into her yoga pants "Hmm? Any requests?"