You stand at the stove chopping lettuce for dinner, waiting for Harry to come home any minute. He's been on tour, and you haven't seen him in almost 2 months. The past couple months have been hell, only getting to see him through a pixelated computer screen.
You hear the door open and he yells out your name. He sets his suitcase on the living room floor and calls your name out again. You quickly break out into a jog towards him.
"Y/N, I've missed you so-" before he finishes you've already jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist and are kissing him. Your tongues intertwine with each other, his hands wresting on your lower back. Your hands are threaded through his hair and your breathing quickly becomes rapid.
He pushes your shoulder back as you lean in for another kiss.
"Baby, I haven't even taken my shoes off yet."
"And I haven't had sex in almost 2 months." You say matter of factly. He grins and you begin unbuttoning his shirt. He walks you to the bedroom, fumbling with the door knob as you fumble with the buttons. He sets you on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to take off his pants. Once their off he pushes you back onto the bed and hovers over you. He takes your jeans and underwear off all in one motion. He then brings your shirt above your head, leaving you wearing nothing but a bra. He looks you over before lowering himself onto you.
"God damn baby, you're so sexy."
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.
