[h.s] smut collection

Drinks.

It was stupid, really. You don't even know why you did it. And if someone asked you why, you couldn't give them a valid reason. You and Harry went out that night, and as usual, he looked good enough to take a bite out of. A mop of short curls piled on top of his head, green eyes bright as ever, a floral shirt and tight jeans covering his body and his favorite black Gucci boots on his clumsy feet. You don't know how you got so lucky. And this is exactly the reason you dragged Harry out of the party early. You both had already had a few drinks, so you didn't care about the commotion you were making in the backseat. His lips were all over you, kissing every inch of skin he could reach. You swung a leg over his lap, grinding yourself on his skin tight jeans, feeling him get harder with each swivel of your hips. You began to unbutton his shirt and lick down his neck and he let out a moan.

"Shhh" you giggled against his skin and pressed your lips to his again. Your tongue ran across his full bottom lip and pushed itself into his mouth, tasking the sugar from his drink on his tongue. His finger tips had an iron grip on your hips as his teeth bit down on your bottom lip, tugging on it.

"H..."

"Shhh" he smirked up at you.

The driver cleared his throat, "We're here. Have a good evening." he said impatiently.

"Sorry. You have a good one, mate." Harry said politely. He picked you up and carried you up the walkway, through the front door and to your bedroom, where he playfully threw you on the bed. You watched him as he kicked off his shoes and undid his belt. Harry walked over to you and placed himself between your open legs, pulling down your dress and wrapped his soft lips around your nipple.

You tangled your fingers in his freshly cut hair and moaned out his name. Your dress was then pulled down your legs and left carelessly on the floor. Before you could even blink, Harrys lips were wrapped around your clit, gently sucking on it, while one of his fingers gently traced your dripping hole.

"Always so sweet for me baby. Such a good girl." he nearly moaned as he licked up your juiced and pressed kissed to your inner thighs.

"God H, please fuck me. I need you."

He rid himself of his shirt, jeans and boxers and climbed back between your legs. The tip of his leaking cock was rubbed on your clit and entrance before he pushed himself inside you in one fluid motion. He always managed to feel so good inside you. You were convinced that he was made for you. Harry was the perfect length and thickness for you, always giving you that delicious stretch and burn you needed and he was the perfect shape to rub against that little spot inside you that could make you scream for him.

He let his head drop to the crook of your neck and press sweet kisses there, as you wrapped your legs around him. "Shit, baby your pussy is always so fucking tight for me. Always taking my cock so well."

You looked up at your beautiful boy, but his eyes were glued to the place where you were connected.

"Look at that...so pretty." he said breathlessly. His thumb came up to rub your clit in tiny circular motions just the way you like and you could feel your high approaching. You clenched around him and bucked your hips up

"Shit Harry!" you clenched around him again, and you're sure thats that did your beautiful boy in. He stilled above you and let his swollen lips fall open, as white hot ribbons of his cum coated your walls.

"Oh fucking hell (y/n)." he let out another groan and let himself collapse in your arms. Your fingers messaged his scalp and you rubbed his back, as he returned from his high. Then the realization hit you - you were so busy watching Harry that you didn't cum. Harry lifted himself up off you and let his eyes scan over your flushed face.

"Did you...?" he asked you in a raspy voice. You didn't know what to tell him, so you told him what you thought he wanted to hear,

"Yes, of course." you let you hands gently hold each side of his face before you leaned up to give him another kiss on the lips. When he pulled away, he gave you a look that automatically let you know he knew you were lying. You had never looked someone in the eye and lied to them like that, let alone Harry.

"'K" he said sharply. He kissed your cheek and rolled over, turning off the light and went to bed.

"You what?!" exclaimed your best friends at the same time. You had to tell someone about the events of last night.

"Harry Styles made you fake an orgasm? Dear God, what has this world come to? I though Harry was some kind of sex God." said your friend Jasmine in shock.

"Trust me, he is. It's just...I don't know what happened. It was going great and I was about to, but it was like someone pulled a rug from under me. I got so caught up in him, that I forgot about me. And the worst part about it is, I lied to him about it, and he knew it instantly. I thought I was protecting his ego."

"Honestly..." started your friend Sara, "He's probably more hurt about the fact that you feel like you couldn't tell him the truth, rather than the fact that you didn't orgasm. I think you should talk to him."

As soon as you heard the front door close, your heart started racing. He didn't announce he was home like he usually does, so you found him at the door, kicking off his shoes and scrolling through his phone.

"Hi baby! How was your day?" you asked him kissing his jaw. He tensed under your lips.

"Fine. Yours?" he said coldly.

"It was alright. I made you dinner. Pasta, your favorite." you said sweetly following him into the kitchen.

The two of you ate in silence, Harry being cold and distant.

"Look, Harry I'm sorry about last night. I shouldn't have lied to you."

"No. No you should not have. Am I not pleasing you? Is that what it is?" he looked up at you with sad, worried eyes.

"Oh gosh Harry no! H, you love me better than anyone else ever could. You know that."

"Then why'd you fake it, and then lie about it?"

You paused for a minute, "I don't know. I thought I was protecting you. I thought your ego would take too big of a hit knowing you didn't get me off. So i lied. I realize now that was stupid, and it would've been better to just tell you the truth. I'm so sorry baby."

Harry pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head. "No baby its my fault. I was too wrapped up in you and in how good you made me feel to notice you weren't acting how you normally do when you cum. I shouldn't have been so selfish. This is mu fault and I'm sorry."

He leaned down to you and pressed a kiss to your lips. He picked you up as he pressed kissed to your neck.

"H, where are we going?"

"Well I have to make it up to you, don't I?

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