Just Friends? (Harry Styles Smut)

Just Friends?

I was smiling at him from the back seat of the car. He was driving me home from a party with the other boys and all of their staff. We’d been celebrating their last show of the tour. I’d been friends with Harry for years. I knew him before he was famous and I could gladly say he hadn’t changed one bit.

I stared ahead at him as he sped past the busy traffic. The street lights lit his face every once in a while. The light reflected from his emerald eyes and I was hooked to him.

The wine had warmed my belly and put a slight smile on my face. Harry looked at me from the driver’s seat and gave me a seductive gaze. He pulled up to my apartment and pulled into a parking spot. He turned his body around and stared at me.

"Hi" he smiled.

"Do you want to come in for a bit?" I asked.

It wasn’t strange for Harry to come to my apartment; we used to hang there a lot when he was having down days but tonight Harry didn’t want to just ‘hang out’. He gently nodded after searching my eyes in the faintly lit parking space and I walked to my door and twisted the key in the lock. My heart raced at a deep, rapid pace as I felt his breath on my neck behind me.

We entered my warm, cosy apartment and I dropped my handbag and keys on the floor by the door.

"Do you want anything?" I asked, trying to stall him.

"No thanks" he groaned.

He took a step towards me, “Um, do you want to, watch a movie?" he asked, nervously.

Another step, “It’s a bit late for a movie" I said, barely a whisper.

His face was then a centimetre away from mine, my chin tilted back. “It is."

He leaned down, minty breath breaking over my face.

“Do you want a cup of tea?” I whispered.

He was silent.

"Do you want a-" I gulped.

He pressed his lips against mine. His hands were slightly shaking as he reached to hold my chin. I ran my hands through his hair and pushed my body into his.

I broke away from the kiss and his eyes were full of lust and want. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. I stumbled to find the light switch and finally clicked it on. Harry’s hand gently turned it off.

“Leave it off” he whispered into my ear, making my stomach twist with excitement.

The room was then just a faint orange from the street light outside. I smiled to myself. At the beginning of the night I would have never thought this would have happened but now there was nothing I wanted more. It was neither his first time nor mine and we were both eager for each other.

"Can you-” he whispered

"What is it?" I replied.

"Would you…take off your makeup?"

I laughed at his question and strolled to the bathroom. I wiped away everything and washed my face with a flannel. I stared at myself in the mirror and realised what was happening. Harry was my best friend but I felt deep down inside me that this was how it was always meant to be. We shouldn’t have been just friends.

I removed my tight, black dress and heels and remained in my matching, red underwear set. I entered my bedroom and was suddenly embarrassed. My cheeks flushed red and I looked to the floor.

Harry was straight at my feet. He lifted my head up and stared straight into my eyes.

"You’re beautiful," he said. “Absolutely, breathtakingly gorgeous.”  

I forced my lips to his and kissed him a little harder than before. I gently un-buttoned his shirt slowly, making him wait for what he wanted. Once it was open I slipped it down his arms. His arms cradled around my body, forcing me into his comforting chest.

He backed towards the bed and ended up on top of me. I giggled and slid from underneath him so I was dominant on top. I slowly crawled from his neck to his waist band and unzipped his tight jeans. I pulled them off and soon he was completely naked.

He forced me onto his chest, one leg either side of his torso.

I giggled to myself and ran my hands up and down his chest. He rubbed his fingers up and down my sides and unclasped my bra, flinging it to the floor. He liked what he saw and continued to remove my knickers.

Suddenly he was once again on top and had me forced to the bed. He smirked as I squirmed around trying to regain my power. Harry held eye contact as he lowered his head down my body. His lips teased me as I felt his breath slam against my warm skin. His thumb stroked down my slit and his tongue shortly followed. My stomach tensed and my hips elevated themselves from the bed, pushing myself into his lips. He swirled his tongue around slowly, building up speed. A soft moan fell from my mouth and I bit my lip quickly. He continued to lick my core and pleasure shot through me as he started sucking softly. I tried to hold my moans in but he pushed two fingers inside and I broke.

"Harry!" I screamed, voice cracking. My hips bolted forward and my heart pounded. “I-I’m, Harry I’m!”

He removed his fingers and slid up my body. His eyes were on mine as he laughed and began kissing me. His teeth tugged my bottom lip and I grabbed hold of his hair. It tangled between my fingers and he smiled against my lips. I pulled away and saw that he had a determined look in his eyes.

He leaned across my body and grabbed a condom which was on my bedside table. I snatched it from his hands and fell on top of him. I sat between his legs and rolled down the condom, making his eyes snap shut and he released a soft groan.

Before I could do anything he had my back against the bed once again, his hands pinning down my arms.

“You ready?” he snarled.

I loved his aggressive side and I quickly nodded, not wanting to wait any longer. His tip waited at my entrance and he smirked.

“Beg me” he demanded.

I refused, not wanting him to realise how badly I wanted him.

“Say please.” He grinned.

My lips were held shut and he gently brushed his tip along my slit. I whimpered and gave in. “Please Harry!” I yelled out.

He smiled at the state he had me in and forced himself inside me. My eyes closed as he increased the speed lightly and we moaned together. My legs wrapped around his torso and he lowered himself on me. The weight of him surged more pleasure through me and I screamed out his name.

His lips brushed my ear and I could hear his soft gasps swirl around my head. He squeezed me tightly and I knew he was close.

"Babe" he whispered, barely audible.

A wave of pleasure shot through me, I was almost there.

"Harry!" I yelled and his pushes grew sloppy.

"Fuck" slipped his lips.

My legs shook and he suddenly thrusted quickly.

“Yes!” I screamed and felt him twitch inside me.

His face rested against my bare chest and he let out a deep breath, exhausted.

He removed the condom and sat up in my bed. He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped the covers around us.

Harry sighed and I felt his heavy breath down my spine, making me shiver.

“I was-” he gulped. “I was nervous about doing this.”

“Why?” I asked.

“I was worried about what you’d think of me” he admitted, shyly.

"You don’t have to worry about that" I mumbled into his chest.

He smiled and hugged me tightly.

"Will you stay?" I mumbled.

"I wasn’t planning on leaving” He replied.

I buried my head into his chest and smiled. He was all I’d ever wanted, even if I didn’t know it.

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