BABY PINK| h.s. d a d d y

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TIO -Zayn

Fair warning to those, this is intense 😳

It was that smirk of his. It always sent me over the edge, but this moment I was so far past the edge, I could no longer see the landscape. Our relationship was often cold, though I would change it.

Outside of the diner, an infamous spot. How could I deter the day he admitted his faithfulness and horror.

I halted, my hand still in his as he pulled my arm in his stride. "Adeline?" He questioned.

"I want to do something." My eyes made their way to his. His eyebrows raised in curiosity and he stood with an expectant look.

"Well? What is it darling?"

"I-I-" Fear washed over me as the image of an irritated Harry came to mind. Instead, I muster up everything I have in me to complete my action. My free hand reaches for Harry's coat, griping the pendant on the shoulder. I kissed him roughly.

At first, he was shocked, merely standing there before finally reacting. His warm touch in a parking lot of winter sent goosebumps down my arms. He untangled our fingers, gripping my face in his hands before sliding his tongue in.

I squeaked, my hands pressing on his chest as our breaths became heavier. Harry's warmth pressed close to me as I tugged him nearer. Without warning, he snagged my bottom lip between his teeth, lingering the bite. I whimpered when he released me. His eyes were wild, a sort of ravenous hunger overshadowing his good; I've seen this type before though now it's brighter.

"Darling, if you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask." He smirked, yanking my jacket closer to him. "But I see you wanted more." He ground his teeth, eyes wide with dilated pupils.

My lips traveled to his ear, hovering my hot breath before whispering. "Touch me, daddy."

Harry's hands pried themselves off my body. "Get in the car."

I obliged, fleetly moving to the front seat of Harry's corvette. He joined me soon after, grunting as he slammed the vehicle's door a bit too hard. He revved the engine before pulling out quickly, all while keeping the silence. For a time and time only, I was at witness to greatness.

"C'mon, baby. Play with yourself for daddy." There was a sense of urgency in his words. My cheeks heated at their meaning, eyes circling.

"I-I-" I stammered.

"What's wrong, doll?"

"N-nothing, I just, I've never..."

He glanced at me from the road, realization spreading across his face. His sharp features held delicate emotion as he nodded his head.

"You've never touched yourself, have you? Never felt euphoria before I gave it to you?" His words sound possessive, though they were meant with shock, surprise. Harry was admittedly taken aback. 

"Only you." I mumbled. My own sensations never peaked my curiosity.

He swept my left hand from my thigh and clasped our fingers together. There was ongoing silence as he placed a soft kiss to the back of my hand. "It's alright, darling." My heart seemed to dissolve at his lips uttering my perfection.

He kept his eyes on the road, the faint outline of a sunrise in motion. "Touch me, show me, daddy." I smirked to myself, a bold move that came so naturally.

Harry snickered. "What princess asks for, she gets." His hand reached to flip my skirt over, revealing lace panties. I watched him maneuver his lanky fingers around my clît. I nearly moaned when he suddenly pressed down. "Mm, don't get too worked up, darling. Still have 5 minutes 'til we're home." I heard the obnoxious smirk as his finger slipped in my underwear. He traced up and down my folds, making me hum in pleasure.