Instagram • Harry Styles FF(completed)

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"I can't believe we've been dating for a month now." I said as we came home from the restaurant.

"Neither can I. It has definitely been the best month of my life." Harry smiled.

We sat down on my bed to watch a movie. I was cuddled up against Harry.

Harry suddenly leaned above me. "This movie is boring." he smiled, pressing a kiss on my nose.

I giggled. He teasingly brushed his lips against mine. I softly pulled him down onto me, making him let him out a laugh against my mouth.

I felt butterflies as I kissed him. Our lips parting and our tongues dancing rhythmically with one another.

Harry places his hand on my waist and slowly moves it towards my back, pulling me closer.

He pulls away from me, trailing kisses from my mouth down to my neck. He eventually returns to my mouth, biting down on my bottom lip which earns a moan from me.

Harry pulls away, and stares into my eyes. "Are you sure about this?"

I feel my heart beating out of my chest. I swallow the lump in my throat. "Yes, I'm ready."

"Are you sure? I want you to know that I love you and if you're not ready I'll wait." he said.

"I'm just a bit nervous, but I promise I'm ready." I admitted.

As soon as I said that, Harry pressed his lips against mine again. I hear his fingers taking off his belt.

I pull away from him and take off my pants and underwear. His eyes look up into mine when I take my shirt off.

Harry also removed his clothes and he placed his hand on my thigh, slowly moving upwards.

He starts kissing my neck, making me let out a small moan.

He then starts teasingly rubbing my where I ached for him the most. As he rubbed circles around my most sensitive spot I couldn't help but let moans slip past my lips.

Harry teared open a condom. "Ready?" he asked, before aligning himself.

All I could do was nod. Harry began to push himself in me. I grip the bed sheets harshly and let out a small whimper.

Harry stayed still, letting me get used to his size before he slowly started thrusting in and out of me.

Harry's breath hitched in his throat. I bit my lip as he made slow, steady movements.

My breathing became harsh and rigid as he picked up some speed. The feeling of Harry sliding in and out of me took my breath away, my heart rate was increasing by the second.

My vision got blurry and it felt like a fire had ignited in the pit of my stomach. I was reaching my climax.

"I-I'm-" I could barely let out a warning before gripping Harry's shoulders and arching my back, letting out a loud scream when Harry rubbed my sensitive nub, sending me over the edge.

Harry reached his climax the same time as I had, letting out a grunt before pulling out of my completely.

Harry pulled me close against his chest, nuzzling his head into my neck as he tightly held onto me.

"Fuck, you're so perfect baby." Harry said.

"So are you." I said, giggling at how cute he was. I would never get used to him calling me that, it always made me blush.

"I really need a shower now though." I laughed after cuddling for a bit.

"Hmmm.. so do I. Mind if I join?" Harry cheekily grinned.