Y/N and Harry had been seeing each other for four weeks. To say the least, the sexual tension was uncomfortable. Harry was always having to deal with painfully hard boners and having to hide them. Unbearable. Y/N was always one to be very polite and attentive when listening and watching someone who she is attracted to speak. But, in the back of her mind she always was thinking about doing unspeakable things to them. When dating Harry, she found this quality of hers to be amplified. She was constantly thinking about Harry.
Harry could introduce her to Adele, and she would be thinking "Yeah you're a goddess, but Harry needs to take me to the bathroom so he can ram me on the sink ok thanks bye." Harry was so unbelievably attractive to her. Everything he did was so irritatingly perfect.
This was a huge problem for Y/N; because it seemed as though Harry had no interest on taking it a step further. He was a total sweetheart and gentlemen. He always held Y/N hand, gave her sweet kisses on her cheeks and lips, he would hold the door open for her, put his hands around on Y/N's waist– it never went lower than her waist though. Anytime they would kiss, Y/N would try to intensify the kiss. But, nothing ever happened. Harry would politely say they should cool down. It was nothing against her; it was simply he didn't want to rush into things with her this time. He had done that in past relationships before and really regretted it.
That didn't stop Y/N from losing her mind.
One night, Harry was driving Y/N home. Throughout the drive she would try to put her hand on his thigh. He would simply grab her hand and kiss it. When he parked, she almost broke down. Is Harry even attracted to you? Was all this tension just on her side of the relationship?
She leaned over the console to kiss him. She gently let her hand travel down to his cock. A touch. Her touch. Harry was losing self control by the second. She gave in and asked a question she never thought she had the courage to, "Do you wanna touch me?"
Harry looked at her like she had kicked a puppy. "uh-uhhhh.. uh"
"I see. Don't worry I get it." She smiled at him and unbuckled her seat. "I will see you later." She got out of the car. Y/N couldn't walk away from his car fast enough. She ran to her elevator and up into her apartment. When she finally got to her room in her apartment, she slammed the door like a child throwing a fit.
She sulked and took her shoes off. Y/N felt so embarrassed that she just let herself speak like that. Harry must be in his car laughing at her.What a silly little girl.
*BANG BANG*
Who could be at her apartment door? At this hour? She rushed over to the door as the loud noises continued. She unlocked the door and was shocked to see Harry.
"W-what are you doing here?"
Harry only replied by pushing her back into the apartment. He slams her door shut and pinned her against the wall and gave her a steamy kiss. With her wrists pinned above her head, Harry's body bent to her height, they both moan into each other's mouth " I want you, I swear." Harry breaks away.
"A-are you sure about this?" She mutters nervously. But, she can't help grind into Harry's thighs.
"Never been more sure." And he connects their lips once more. This time he releases her wrists. His hands travel to her hair, grabbing a fistful and tugging on it. Her head tilts back at the tug and moans at it. She actually really liked the feeling. Harry stops kissing her for a moment, " Gon'a be my good girl for daddy, pet?" She moans loudly at his words. She was definitely surprised by his kinks, but it only made her want him more. "Hmm? Use your words, kitten." Harry made her legs feel like jello. Her legs gave out a little making her clothed core rub more against Harry's leg.
"Yes, I-i will be your good girl," She panted feeling his lips mark her neck. He mumbles a "good" and picks up her legs and wraps them around his waist. He gently removes her back from the wall and stars moving slowly to her bedroom. Y/N's kisses traveled to his jaw as he guided them through her apartment. She could not get enough of this man. The way he always smelled like clean laundry, that cologne Alien, and spearmint. She was entranced by every facial expression he made, every goofy dance move, every perfect note he sang, and every time he fiddled with his hair.
Her hands slid to entwine into his beautiful brown wavy short hair. Slightly tugging on them and he groans."Easy, tempting me too much."
He plops her on to the bed, Y/N lets out a squeal and giggles. She rolls of her back and sits on her knees. She watches as Harry unbuttons his Gucci shirt. All his tattoos slowly revealing themselves one by one. She had seen them in pictures, but they looked more beautiful and intricate up close in personal. He rolled the silk shirt off of his shoulders and Y/N pounced on him again, her arms and legs wrapping around him as she pressed kisses everywhere on him. He doesn't handle this tackle well and he plops on top of both her and the bed.
"This is not being good sweetheart." He flashes a cocky smile at her once more. He rolls over onto his back. "Let me undress you." He slips your loose t shirt off over her head. Y/N couldn't help but continue to grind herself over his growing bulge. Harry groans loudly.
"C-can I keep grinding you just like this, Daddy?" Y/N lets out in whimpers.
"You can do whatever you like princess." She only grinds harder with such eagerness. Harry works his hands behind her back and attempts to take her red bra off. He was always fond of the way red looked on her. When he succeeds, his hands attack her breasts. He was needy– that didn't stop him from taking his time to admire his beautiful girl. She was being so good for him.– His lips suck on her breasts, he was desperate to leave hickeys all over them. He reached down to her jeans' buttons and quickly undid them. "You have been so patient with me. Think you can wait just a little longer? I wanna take my time with you, baby." She only nods. They roll over and switch positions again. He removes her jeans and admires her panties, too.
"Look at this cute red lacy thong." He smirks as he brings back the waist band to lightly snap her skin. Her flesh tints pink and she squirms. "Is this for me?" Harry rubs his fingers over her covered cunt. She is already a panting, moaning mess.
"Yes, Daddyyyy" Just when she started to fully revel in the pleasure, he took his fingers away from her thong-covered clit. He crouches down to be eye-level with her heat. He instructs her to lift her legs and ass up. He pulls off her thong and begins to work on her dripping cunt.
"So good for me." He groans and Harry sucks on her clit. Y/N begins to moan louder than she ever did. Embarrassed, she grabs her pillow and covers her face to muffle her moans."Nuh-uh." Harry grabs her pillow and throw it to the side of the bed." Let me hear you baby," He demands. Harry continues to lap his tongue on his girl's heat.
"D-daddy."
"Roll over for me. Ass in the air." She obeys immediately. Harry spanks her ass lightly. She flinches and whimpers. "You like that? Is this okay?" He breaks his dominant behavior. She replies with a quiet yes. Harry spreads her cheeks and begins to eat out her ass.
"Whoa!" She yelps
"Is this okay?" Harry asks again. Y/N was shocked. She didn't know that Harry was such an ass kind of guy. She never pegged him to be this dominant either, not that she minded. She secretly hoped so. She tells him to continue as he was and that she is fine. He continued to rim her, for the lack of a better word, asshole. He took a finger and plunged it into her dripping pussy. Harry's fingers were so long that even just resting there was already buried deep inside her, hitting that perfect spot. Harry pumps his finger in and out of her, as she grips the sheets.
"M-more, please." Harry adds two more fingers and speeds up his pumping. He watches as she leans back into his touch. Just when she feels herself reaching her high, Harry pulls out his fingers and takes off his skinny jeans and his boots. He is left in his briefs, that display the biggest tent Y/N has ever seen.
"Love, can you help me out?" He says while gripping himself. She turns around and removes his hands from himself. She strokes him through the material of his briefs. She looks up from his crotch and up to his lips. She watches as Harry's lips open and close with each movement of her hands. She examines every detail of Harry's angelic face. She meets his eyes and his intense stare. When their eyes meet, Harry's cock twitches in her hand. Harry makes sure to give her another deep kiss. He wants to give her all of his best for as long as she will let him.
She pulls down his briefs and his hardness springs up and hits him in the stomach. Y/N's mouth watered. She was excited that he was excited. She was happy that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. Y/N bent down to suck the tip. She tasted the pre-cum and ignored the salty taste. She never had a fondness of the taste. But, she knew that she wanted her man to feel pleasure. She began to tease this tip with her tongue and her kiss. She let her hand wrap around him and slid it up and down. Harry put two hands on the side of her face. Instead of thrusting into her mouth. He just rubbed her temples lightly. She decides to take him deeper. Harry's head tilts back and he groans. He can't stop his hips jolting into her mouth, causing her to gag slightly, "Sorry," He apologizes, still in complete awe. He removes her from his dick. He grabs a condom from his wallet and quickly puts it on.
Harry wraps his arms around her waits. Their bare chests touch for the first time ever. Harry moves the hair out of Y/N's face and places a sweet kiss on her forehead, each cheek, and final one on her lips. She smiled into it,This moment was pure bliss. He lays her down on her back. She spreads her legs so Harry can climb in between them. He gets into almost a push up position on top of her.
He watches her facial expression as he slowly pushes himself inside of her. Her eyes gloss over and she sees stars. When he is finally all the way in, he gently pulls out, only a little. With hands pressed into the pillow on each side of her head. He starts of gently thrusting into her. He leans down to give her kisses on her forehead and lips. He kept on gently thrusting, till she grabbed Harry's hair and pulled him closer to her face to kiss him properly. He lowered himself onto his elbows and he began thrusting deeper and rougher. Y/N never considered herself to be loud in bed, but Harry had this effect on her.
He was constantly edging her, making her really beg for it. He would be slamming into her making her squirm and shake.He could take her breathe away with a simple innocent look, now with the way he was looking at her now.... He would get her so close and slow down. Then all of a sudden slam into her again making her grab at his back. Her nails left claw marks on her boyfriend's back.
"I am getting close, baby." Harry announces. She had been ready for the past 14 minutes.
"Cum for me, Daddy." And those words pushed him over the edge. Something about her voice had always made Harry sensitive, in every sense of the word.
Harry buries himself deep inside of her and lets his load into the condom. Y/N cums as he digs into her. He grunts into her ear as he sucks on her neck. His body finally slumps on top of hers. The only sound in the room is the panting they both do. Harry pulls out and throws the condom into her waste bin. Y/N gets up and decides to change. She pick out a gigantic flannel that she had purchased at a thrift shop and some cotton panties. Harry puts on his briefs again, wiping sweat of his forehead. Y/N excuses herself to go pee and brushes passed him quickly. Harry awkwardly sits on her bed decides to put on his jeans again. He hears the toilet flush and decides to hurry and try to put his boots on.
"Harry, where are you going?" She asks standing in the doorway.
"Thought you wanted me gone?" He answers. As he looked down at his shoes.
"Why would you think that?"
"Well, you- you just brushed right passed me. There was no 'Oh Harry that was amazing' or a simple kiss-"
"I am sorry bub, I just had to pee!" She giggles. She walks over to where he sat on the edge of her bed. She climbs onto his lap and lifts his chin up. "That was amazing. You're amazing, you do know that, right?" He sighs and runs his hands through his hair. " I know we have some stuff to talk about, but can it wait 'till the morning? You wore me out, to be honest."
"Okay.." Harry moves you off his lap as he continues to dress himself.
"No, I meant stay, silly." Y/N giggles again, standing up.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course." Y/N thinks to herself,'what am I going to do with you?' Once Harry is stripped off back into his briefs, they get under her comforter and snuggle. Harry can feel his heart beat race. This is the first night he will stay over at Y/n's house.His mind starts developing scenarios in which he can fuck this up. Y/N notices he started to retreat into his mind. So she grabs his hand. He peeks an eye open at her only to find she was watching him. "I don't want you to feel as though I pressured you into sex, Harry."
"You didn't"
"You know you can talk to me about anything right? I don't want you to think that I am using you in anyway." He nods in agreement. "You make me very happy and as of right now, I am ecstatic with how our relationship is going... are you?"
"Yes, baby, I am."
"Then stop worrying that gorgeous head of yours." She grumbled kissing Harry's forehead. That is all Harry needed to hear to soothe him asleep.
