Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

How you wake him up

"Harry... Harry! It's time to wake up! You're going to be late for work!" I whispered beside his ears. Waking Harry up is basically like waking a little kitten or puppy up, you just can't bear to do it and would rather it have a nice sleep instead.

I sat up next to him on the bed, staring at his peaceful expression and his slow but steady breathing. In, out, in, out, gentle like morning waves by the sea. I almost gave in to his soft slumber and how innocent he looked but not today, Styles, not today.

Today he had a very important interview about their new album and I can't even let him think about being late for that.

"Harry!" I called out louder and more urgently. I shook his body a little with my arms. "Hazza please, wake up! You can't afford to miss this interview!"

He finally grumbled groggily in his morning voice: "5 more minutes...."

"Not happening today, Styles. Come on, get up get up get up!!" my once gentle and soft nature was long forgotten as I turned more aggressive and rowdy.

I pecked his face everywhere but he still didn't respond. I sighed, torn between just giving up and letting him get his well-deserved rest or continue waking him up because management is going to give him shit for being late.

I settled on the latter.

I sighed, sitting next to him, wondering what I can do to wake this unresponsive sleepyhead up. I was actually thinking about getting a bucket of cold water and splashing it on him, that'll be a fail-safe tactic... but another better idea came into mind...

Thankfully, he's in the right position for that as I peeled the covers off him and straddled myself in between the black boxers he usually wears to sleep. I could already feel his large member hardening on me and him stirring from his sleep.

"Baby, ohhh baby..." I moaned as I ride him up and down, wearing only my black shorts, pushing myself forward and backward, rubbing his penis underneath the fabric. I could feel his penis responding as it slowly pushes through the fabric, wanting to break through.

I moaned, feeling the erection hard on me as I ride him even faster. I feel as if I could get an orgasm right then, just like that. Feeling his large member trying to reach inside of me, I started to get wet myself and I glanced at Harry, who is starting to wake up, half his eyes open.

He started moaning and I smirked, happy that my plan has worked. I leaned down and started sucking his neck, never stopping to ride him at the same time.

"Harry, baby..." I moaned his name, knowing it turns him on. I returned my gaze back to his erection and I could see it stood almost upright now, his erection threatening to tear open his black boxers.

"Alright, alright, I'm up" Harry mumbled unwillingly, sat up and kissed me while I'm on his lap, him holding on to my waist securely.

"You cheeky little thing..." he muttered after he broke off our kiss. "You're going to make me late after all...." He smirked knowingly, raising his eyebrows and I giggled, knowing what he meant.