[h.s] smut collection

Thief.

Call me a thief
There's been a robbery
I left with her heart
Tore it apart
Made no apologies

I've been living in the darkness

Shadows in my apartment, heartless
Taking love just to spill it on parchment
Next page and I'm out again
I've been living in the night life
Lips hit you like a drive by, frost bite
Ice cold, I mean they cut you like a sharp knife
Next page and I'm out again

Skin on my skin, what a wonderful sin
Take your breath but you're asking for more
The tip of my finger is tracing your figure
I say good night and walk out the door

Call me a thief
There's been a robbery
I left with her heart
Tore it apart
Made no apologies
Just call me a thief
She was on top of me
Then I left with her heart
Broken and scarred
Made no apologies

We can be so hollow
Like my rib cage, the echoes follow
Follow me like the fears I swallow
And drown in all my mistakes
All I know is that your skin bled
Like the ink dripped from my pen
My bed will be drenched in a scarlet rose red
And drown in all my mistakes

Skin on my skin, what a wonderful sin
Take your breath but you're asking for more
The tip of my finger is tracing your figure
I say good night and walk out the door

Call me a thief
There's been a robbery
I left with her heart
Tore it apart
Made no apologies
Just call me a thief
She was on top of me
Then I left with her heart
Broken and scarred
Made no apologies

Girl you better just lock me up
Because I've never been good enough
So you better just lock me up, lock me up
Girl you better just lock me up
Because I've never been good enough
So you better just lock me up, lock me up

The tip of my finger is tracing your figure
I say good night and walk out the door

Call me a thief
There's been a robbery
I left with her heart
Tore it apart
Made no apologies
Just call me a thief
She was on top of me
Then I left with her heart
Broken and scarred
Made no apologies

Girl you better just lock me up
Because I've never been good enough
So you better just lock me up, lock me up
Girl you better just lock me up
Because I've never been good enough
So you better just lock me up, lock me up

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Harry's POV

I traced the beautiful figure of her with the tips of my fingers. Smooth and mouth watering. Her creamy and gentle, skin dragged me to her. I've been tracking her since last 2 week. I first saw her in the club. She danced with a blonde who was her friend i suppose. She swayed her hips with the beat. Her sleek figure was enough to make me her my next target. My body ached to touch hers since that day. And finally I caught her. Saying a word or so of love was plenty enough to hypnotize her for me.

Her chestnut hair colour was perfect. Her natural tanned skintone was perfect. Her long fingers were perfect. she was bonnie. Perfect for me.

"hmm Stop looking at me like that." she said stretching out her perfect body.

"you're so perfect" I said brushing some hair outta her face. She pulled my hand to her lips kissing each of my fingertip. Her soft, raspberry lips were driving me mad.

"So soft" i moaned leaning down to capture her soft rosy lips while mine. the way her breath mixed with mine smoke one caused me the bliss i craved for. I slowly hovered her while kissing her. Her naked breast pressed tightly against mine. Sex was my addiction but in the present momets she seemed to replace it.

"Harry....I'm so wet for yeh" She whined. I lovedwhen girls whined. Their moans and whines is what i live for. I smirked as I trailed kisses down the base of her neck. Covering the last night marks with new one. Her nipples were hard like small pebbles. I swirled my tongue around one, sucking with a pop sound while kneading the other. I wore all these big rings on purpose. I loved when the cold metal of them hits the warm skin of girls causing them to hiss.

She grabbed my hair and tugged on it way to forcefully. I liked it. She arched her back when i slapped her fold with my hand to shush her down. Insteaqd of shuting up she opened her legs. The aroma filling the atomsphere. I took in a deep breath as the fragrance of her filled up my nostrils arousing me. I wasted no time throwing her legs over my shoulder and licked long up her folds.

"Of fuck" she gasped pushing my face further into her core. I nudged my nose opening her folds inhaling deep her aroma. My sexual desire were at the peak. I rolled her clit with my index finger as slided my tongue deep in her vaginal hole. she tasted like sweet witha bit of salt. Her taste was heavenly. I could eat her all day.

"So wet huh doll? Ready to be fucked? Aren't yeh my little slut?" i asked rubbing her and licking up her juices as she grunted. She squeezed her legs making my stubble cheep to pree deeper in her soft inner thighs. That was enough. I needed to fuck her. I got on my knees as i wrapped her legs around my waist to keep her steady. Bringing my hard throbbing cock to her cunt, I rubbed it a few times on her entrance before going in deep.

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There she laid, hair sprawled out on over the pillow, snoring softly. After having a major orgasm she couldn't help but falling asleep. I got up from the bed before wearing my clothes. Same black high neck sweater with black pants and brown jacket. I loved black color.

I looked at her the last time before making an exist from her front gate. No doubt she was beauty but I just got bored of her. This was what my passion was. Making a home in girl's heart then leaving with it and breaking in million pieces. I loved doing that. And I'd continue to do that.

I'm a thief. And hearts is what I theft.

-- Y/n's POV

I groaned rubbing my eyes as I scrunches them trying to adjust to the bright sunlight falling on my face. I smiled to self recalling the moments happens the night before. Harry was such a handsome and lovely person that I couldn't handle myself to stop liking him. And after three days of seeing each other we finally made a move.

I turned around to face Harry but he wasn't there. I sat up thinking he probably would be in kitchen cooking breakfast. I looked down at the floor. According to my knowledge and power to remembrance his clothes too were on floor and should be on floor. My consciousness grew as I made my towards the kitchen. The whole house was silent. The only sound which could be heard was my bade bare feet padding against the wooden floor

"Harry? Where're yeh babe?" I asked looking around but he was no were to be found. Kitchen, bathroom, basement. I searched everywhere but he was gone. I slid down the wall with my head in my hands. Hot tears streaming down my tears. I didn't wanted to lose him. Then suddenly I dialled his number hoping he'd pick up but instead his caller tone gave the answer

'Call me a thief. There's been a robbery. I left with her heart, tore it apart-made no apologies'

He was right. He was a thief.