After a few minutes Harry returned. You turned at the sound of his footsteps and your face fell slightly at his frown. "Y/N, I'm sorry about that." He shook his head slightly and sighed deeply before crossing the room and wrapping his arms around you. You tentatively wrapped yours around his waist. He cradled your head against his chest and you relaxed against him. You mumbled against his chest "everything okay?" He hugged you tighter "mhmm, just work stuff." You tightened your arms around his waist "can we watch a movie?" Harry smiled and nodded "yes please." You walked into the living room and turned on the tv. He flicked through the channels while you got snuggled into the couch, until he found Notting Hill. "This okay?" You smile and nod. Harry sits down next to you and holds out his hand. You blush and take it, intertwining your fingers. The two of you sit and watch the movie, the tension leaving his face as he relaxed into the couch. He brushed his thumb across your hand and smiled over at you. You smiled back and squeezed his hand gently. The movie ended and the two of you sat and talked for hours. When it got late you reluctantly told him you needed to go. He frowned but agreed and suggested his driver take you home. You declined, needing to take your car home. He held back his frustration but conceded. Before you left, he insisted you agree to see him again tomorrow. After some debate, you agreed to let his driver come get you after you ate dinner. He smiled triumphantly and pulled you into his arms. You squealed and pushed against him but he pulled you closer and kissed you. You relaxed into his arms and kissed him back. You finally pulled away and said your last goodbyes as you walked out the door. You went downstairs, accepted the parking ticket on your windshield, and drove home. You carefully placed your rose petals from your bath on your nightstand and fell asleep almost immediately, completely exhausted from the mental workout you'd been having over the past 36 hours. The next morning you got up and went to work, with only Harry on your mind. After work you sped home and ate hurriedly, impatiently awaiting Harry's driver to come around. When you finally saw the jet black Land Rover pull in the driveway, you gathered your purse and ran out the door. The following hours were an indicator of the next two weeks. Each day after work Harry would send his driver and you would go to his penthouse and enjoy wonderful evenings. The two of you talked for hours, getting to know each other. You shared music with each other, watched movies, and discussed all manner of quotes, literature, and art. You loved every minute listening to him rave about his favorite things and watching his eyes light up when you took interest in his opinions. He was a complete gentleman the entire time, never once attempting anything past a kiss. Which, to be honest, was confusing. When you first met, he made comments and looked at you in a way that made you believe he only wanted you for a good lay. But now, it seemed he only needed a friend. Either way you were truly enjoying his company. Honestly though, you really wanted a little more. Finally, after three weeks of wonderful conversation and killer makeout sessions, something a little more exciting started to happen.
Saturday night and as usual you're at Harry's. You had spent the whole day together and were cuddling on the couch, listening to back Harry had let his staff off for the weekend, and you were desperately hoping this weekend would be the one he would finally progress things a little. He had his arm wrapped around your side and you were resting your head on his chest. Harry tucked your chin up to look at him and kissed you softly. You smiled and kissed him back. You twisted to straddle his lap and he pulled away. Your heart sunk to your toes and you tried not to let your disappointment show. He smirked and rested his hands on your hips "you mind if we do a little more than this tonight?" You squeal involuntarily and then try to recover by clearing your throat. "Umm yeah that's fine I guess." Harry laughs and kisses your nose. "I'll take that as a yes." You blush wildly and and kiss him gently. He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer. You wrap your arms around your neck and kiss him deeper. His hands wander and grab your butt over your shorts, your breath catches in your throat and you slip your tongue inside his mouth. He smirks and meets your tongue with his. His hands travel to your thighs and squeeze gently. You rock your hips against and feel him start to harden beneath you. He readjusts and sits up, holding you against him. He removes his lips from yours and you almost whine from the loss of contact. He smirks and reattaches his lips to your neck and your head leans back to give him more access. His hands explore your back and lift the bottom of your shirt. You lift your arms and allow him to remove it completely. His eyes widen and his hands move to feel your chest. The sheer, lacy bra you put on today, in hopes that something would happen, didn't leave much to the imagination. You leaned forward and kissed his temple. He leaned in and bit your neck gently and then flicked his tongue out to soothe the mark. You inhaled deeply and pressed your chest into his hands. He groaned in the back of his throat and pulled his shirt off. You bit your lip at the sight of his toned chest and dark tattoos. You reached out and traced his butterfly, almost expecting the delicate pattern to feel differently than his skin. He smirked and wrapped his arms around your legs and stood up. "Let's take this into the room." You blushed and held on, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you to his room. He walked in and laid you on the bed and laid down on top of you, kissing your neck and chest. You arched your back slightly as his mouth travelled lower. He reaches up and pulled your bra cup down, revealing your breast. He leaned in and kissed your breast and then flicked his tongue against your nipple and then took it into his mouth. His tongue swirled around it and raised it to a firm peak. He switched to the other and matched his previous actions. He kept moving further down and left a trail of wet kisses down your stomach and reached to your shorts. He inched his fingers inside the waistband and slid them down. You looked down at him nervously and relaxed slightly when he looked up at you and smirked, placing a kiss just above your center. He pulled your shorts down the rest of the way and tugged them off your ankles, tossing them on the floor. Your matching Lace thong might has well not been there, with how little it covered. Harry bit his lip and traced his finger along the lining of your underwear. You involuntarily bucked your hips up and he looked up at you and smirked. "Wanting something Y/N?" You blush and bite your lip, "take them off please." He smiles and slowly drags them off. You lift your hips to help him and spread your legs slightly. Harry grins tosses your panties on top of your shorts, and spreads your legs more. You inhale shakily and bite your lip hard as he licks a broad stripe in between your lips. He swirls his tongue around your clit and you grip onto the bed sheets beneath you. Harry takes it into his mouth and sucks gently before licking back down your center and gently dipping inside your entrance. You moan lightly and feel him smirk against you. You rock your hips against him and he grins and pulls back. You whine at the loss of his mouth and he crawls back up. "Want to be inside you the first time." You blush and nod slightly. He grins and reaches to slide his shorts and boxers down. You reach down and push them further down. He rolls to his side and tosses them to the side. Your eyes almost pop out of your head when you see him set free. It wasn't like you had a ton to compare him to, but wow, he was the largest you'd ever seen. He was rock hard and you had a sudden desire to see how he tastes and how much of him you could fit in your mouth. His eyes followed yours and he took your hand and led it to his cock. He wrapped Your hand around it and pumped a couple times and then reached to his nightstand. He pulled out a condom and tore the wrapper. He slid it on himself and positioned himself above you. You took a deep breath and mentally prepared yourself for the massive stretching that was about to happen. He reached down and ran his fingers through your folds and smirked at your wetness. Harry grabbed his cock and ran it through your folds and then placed it at your entrance. "You ready?" You nod and he presses inside you. "God, so tight Y/N" You moan as he fills you up. It hurts a little but you know the feeling will pass soon. He pushes further inside you and you arch your back. You've never felt so full and he's not even in all the way. He makes one last push forward and connects his hips to you. He pauses inside you to let you adjust. You squirm a little and nod "okay, go ahead" He pulls out and pushes back in slowly. You bite your lip and bring his face down to yours and kiss him deeply. He kisses you back and continues thrusting in and out of you, gradually picking up speed. You rock your hips to meet his and he continues to pick up speed. Your hips find his rhythm and you start to move together. Your hands reach up to his back and scratch lightly down his back. Harry leans on his elbows on either side of your head and starts pumping harder inside of you. Suddenly, the tip of his cock finds your most sensitive spot and hits back into it with every thrust. You moan loudly and he smirks and whispers in your ear "had a feeling you were going to be loud." You moaned louder as he leaned down and sucked on your neck. You start to feel the intensity build in your stomach and know you're getting close. Harry must've felt it to because he grunted softly, "hold on just a little longer." You dug your nails deeper into his back and scratched down. He pumped faster and reached down to rub your clit. You arched your back and moaned "God Harry, I'm gonna cum I can't hold it much longer." He pumps harder and you grip the bed sheets. You moans get louder and you start to feel your release. Against all of your wishes your mind goes blank and you lose control. You arch your back and moan his name as you cum and he thrusts into you through your high and then grunts loudly as he cums inside of you. You roll your hips as the two of you come down. You're both breathing heavily as he pulls out of you and lays beside you. He turns and looks at you "you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."
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Dour et Doux
FanfictionHarry spots you in a restaurant and finds something different about you. Can you actually make it together? How much can the two of you withstand?