Lascivious (H.S. Fanfiction)

Monster

"Whose him?." I questioned, making her stood up walk in front of me, my eyes widen as she sat on my lap putting her hands on my chest. "The hidden you, the real one." And with that, I felt her soft lips on mine I didn't know what to do so I kissed back Our lips moving in sync.

*Margot's P.O.V.*
He kissed back and I rocked my hips unto his growing crotch, getting a reaction from him as he moves his lips more hungrily and rough. I smirked from the kiss and moan as he bit my bottom lip, I knew he has this side of him. I see the way he was staring at me on the church yesterday, he's eyefucking me and Yes I was good enough to know what he wants...this is what he truly wants. This side of him was the real Harris Styles that has been hidden and locked since he was born..poor Harry didn't get to know his true self. His true self is a monster, a monster I want to unleash so bad and I don't know why.

We pulled away catching for air and I smirked at him as he was panting, my hands slowly travelling to his aching bulge, cupping him and rubbing my hands to tease him. He groaned in reply and I earn that as a signal for his body to want more, he simply can't just say it because he doesn't know what words to say. I get on my knees and unzipped his tight skinny jeans, getting through his underwear and pull out his cock. My eyes widened at his member. "So damn hard for me huh?" I said making him look at me more hungrily.

*Harry's P.O.V.*
I don't know what am I doing but it felt right, it felt so right. She slowly licked my member and take in unto her mouth, making me moan at the pleasure. I didn't know there was a feeling like this, but whatever this was, it's like this is what I was longing for, it's like a satisfaction for a crave I didn't know exists. Her head started moving up and down, taking me all the way in which just send me more pleasure. "Hmmm so big." She said, was it a compliment? It sounds so pleasing. She continued doing her movements until something on the pit of my stomach was growing, making me more desperate and...wild. It seems like she knows what's gonna happen so her movements got fast until I was on the edge.

*Margot's P.O.V.*
I hummed as I felt that he's close, knowing it makes more pleasure as it vibrates his cock. And just as that, he came unto my mouth, me sucking it all off, making sure nothing was left. He's panting once again as he looked at me clean his mess off, looking at me with hunger on his eyes. And this my friends is the 'Revelation'.
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I jumped down on my bed and stared at the ceiling, when suddenly my phone vibrated. An unknown number appeared.

*meet me tomorrow.7 p.m. church.xxM.* I remembered giving my phone number to her.

I sighed before returning my phone back on my pocket, Sinking in the events this day. Questions flooded through my mind, and as I want answers through them instantly, I grabbed my laptop and messaged Andrew. My best friend whose been a stalker of her ever since, we have lots of differences like he's a 'badboy' at school but is nice to me, gets girls all the time, party freak, has tattoos and piercings, computer genius and I go to church and he goes to but...rarely.

*bro. Tell me details about Miss Castles.* I sent and with an instant, he typed and sent me a long message.

*Father is dead. Age- 18.Birthday-September nine. Billionaire since birth cuz her mom is famous (Jess Castles). Been having news about her having a thing with lots of guys but never said she was in a relationship in public. A very open hand person to charities and stuff that includes children. Loves kids so much. Has twelve hidden houses in different countries. Loves traveling. Very helpful to church and any religious shit but never attended any mass. Instant famous. And... a 'perfect hottie'. And ...why the sudden interest bro?*

*nothing, just a bit curious.* I typed trying to let it seem like It's nothing, just a concept I just passed through.

*well that seems surprising, hey wanna hang this week?*

*yeah sure, where to?* it's been two weeks sinceI've seen him, maybe I'll just go even if I know there's gotta be some alcohol.

*my house, 5 pm, got beers amd shit.* yupp...predicted.

*ok. Thanks for details*I thanked him and turned my laptop off.

More confusing stuff ran through me again also Realizing today is September nine. She just turned eighteen today.. that means..I don't know..she's really young. It's her birthday and since she's a billionaire teenager she should throw parties or do what rich kids do, but what is she doing? She's doing sins instead of going to church because that's what I do when It's my birthday. Don't act like you didn't helped her to do something bad today. Yeah I know.. I'm an idiot for that. She's eighteen and I'm... twenty-two. She's just probably going to have her own house and I? I was living alone already. God she's so young.

I took my phone out and greeted her, just not to look mean or stranger to her since she...did something to me.

*happy birthday :)* I simply sent, I mean.. I don't know what to say.

*last time I checked only a very few people knows my birthday..guess someone's a stalker don't you think?. 😏* she replied back and I blushed. Now more out of words.

*what are you doing rn?* changing the subject just so I wouldn't look so creepy for her.

*reading..* what? It's her birthday and she just..reads? How boring is that?

*why not celebrate?*

*that's bullshit. What do I do? Throw a party? That'll just make lots of mess. I'd rather enjoy my day with my fingers ;)* every time she tells me something a new questions are born inside my head, she makes me confuse endlessly.

*what do you mean, care to tell me?* I texted back quickly.

*you really wanna know?*

*yeah. Sorry for stalking btw, I'm just curious* I didn't tell her it wasn't me stalking her, it was my best friend and that I was just asking him some details.

*careful.. curiosity takes important things from you.*

*like what?* I asked.

*innocence.*

That's...deep. well, why is she so.. poetic? I don't really know the term but she's really good at words. Maybe because of reading books I suppose.

*I want to know.*

*you sure?* she asks like it's something really confidential.

*yes Margot. I am sure.* I saved her number on my contacts and named it just so I can recognize when she sent messages.

*Margot sent a video clip*

she sent a video to me and it's all blurred at first. But once the loading was done it all got cleared, making me gulp and widen my eyes on the screen. It was her, naked. With her right hand rubbing her private part and sticking a finger in it while she moans and arch her back on what seems like a couch wearing nothing but knee socks and panties that are slid aside. Now I understand why she asks me if I'm sure...