One Direction Imagines *Dirty and Clean* REQUEST OPEN!

Dark-Harry (Personal for Maria)

He moved so effortlessly. He never missed a beat, it was like he was flying in the ring. Every punch he threw, was as if he didn't even need to think about it. He was beautiful in the ring. The way his tattoos glistened under the lights, the way he had his hair pulled back with a random piece of cloth, most likely from his old shirts that he cut up. he never failed to amaze me.

"Hey" I was pulled out of my thoughts by his raspy, ragged voice and a sweet, simple kiss  

"Hi" i mumbled. Even though we've been together for so long, he still makes me nervous; and I can tell that he still likes that he has that affect on me 

"Come here" he said pulling my down from the table and over to the ring 

"What are you doing?" i resisted a little, he came over to me so we were chest to chest 

"I want you to be my motivation" he said and pulled me into the ring. He walked my to the middle of the ring and layed me down. He hovered over me, hands on either side of my head as he started doing push ups 

"Eh! Styles! No sex in my gym!" Benny, his trainer said, making me laugh 

"No promises" he said looking me right in the eyes, i gasped 

"harry!" i hit his chest, he just laughed and kept going, till Benny spoke again 

"Just....just make sure you clean and lock up when your done" he said leaving. I stayed in my spot for at least ten minutes and I was getting bored 

"haz, are you almost done? I want to go home" I whispered, even though there was no reason, it's not like anyone would really care about our conversation. 

"I've was done when i counted to fifty, but i just like seeing you underneath me" he spoke seductively. I giggled and pushed him off me. I walked out the ring only to see our friends coming over. 

"Hey guys" i said hugging each of them

"Hey Maria! Have you seen Haz, we ...uh kinda have to talk to him about something serious" Liam said, I just pointed them over to the ring where Harry was laying on his back. I just went back to the table i was sitting at and read. I honestly love coming here to watch Harry train and workout, I just love being with him. he may be a beast in the ring, and show his opponents no mercy, but when he's with me, he is nothing like that, he's sweet and gentle and a complete goofball, that's what i love most about him, he is still a child at heart. 

"What?!" i heard him yell 

"Harry, calm down! We'll get him, i promise you that" Zayn said. He looked at me and sighed, and went back to talk, quietly, with them. it must have been another twenty minutes before i heard the guys say 'bye' to me as they left. Harry walked over to me, looking tired as ever. 

"I'm tired" he mumbled into the crook of my neck 

"Well" i started "How about we go home and I'll give you a massage" i suggested. He kissed my neck and nodded his head 

"Come on, let's go then" I told him, and we left 

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We got home and Harry took a shower, when he came back into the room, he just had on black sweatpants that hung low on his waist, showing off his boxers. He climbed into our bed on top of the covers and layed down on his stomach. I grabbed the massage oil from my nightstand draw. I climbed on top of him, so i was sitting on his butt, what little one he had. I poured some oil into my hands and rubbed them together, then started on his back, he hummed in appreciation.

"Harry?" i asked now working on his shoulders 

"Yeah babe" he mumbled back 

"What were you and the guys talking about earlier? When they came to see you?" i asked, his muscles tensed under me. I could tell he didn't want to talk about it, but he knows how much I hate when he keeps a secret from me, no matter how much it may hurt me, I still have the right to know