Harry Styles Blurbs (Reader Insert)

One More (Smut)

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It's the gentle feeling of his fingers trailing up and down your spine that awakens you. They're smooth and soft as he taps along the length of your spine, dancing along the bone. You smile to yourself as you tuck your face into the pillow, not wanting to alert him that your awake because it's not often that you receive such a nice wakeup call from your boyfriend. There's a shift in the bed to accommodate his movements as he presses a kiss to your head and then brushes your hair aside from your neck, lowering his lips to press them to the newly exposed skin with the lightest of touches. He's on the move again, clambering on top of you as he trails his lips down the path his fingers had traced earlier. His warm hands are pushing away the covers and gripping your hips with a squeeze as he moves lower with his lips, pressing a final smacking kiss at the end of your spine.

You hum in contentment, hiding the sound in your pillow. He's chuckling sweetly at your meek effort, as he crawls back up the length of your body and presses a few hard kisses to your bare shoulder. "C'mon now, angel. Wanna see your face, don't hide from me. Kno' you're awake..." He implores into your ear with a warm, raspy morning voice.

You can't fight it anymore, especially when he's this adorable in the morning. He's gotten the weekend off from filming and hadn't hesitated a moment to fly you out. He's lifting onto his elbows to let you turn onto your back, greeting him with a sleepy smile. "Morning, love o' mine." He rumbles, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours immediately.

You let out a sound of surprise against them, wrapping yours arms around his neck while you let one of your hands run through his short, messy locks, tugging at them as they tickle your fingers. His haircut had been an adjustment, but you liked it short. He looked just as handsome as he did with his long hair. He pulls away, pressing a kiss to your cheek before giving you a dopey smile. You let out a soft laugh, pushing down with your hand to bring his face back towards you so you can press a smacking kiss of your own right next to his nose, which scrunches up and bumps into your cheek as he turns towards you. "Morning, sleepy boy." You greet as you lower back down to the bed.

He scoffs at the pet name, using one hand to push your hair back from your forehead and tuck it behind your ear, "Sleep well, pet?"

"Mhm... Not sure how much sleep I actually got though." You quip back with a knowing smile.

He smirks at you, turning his face to the side and pressing kisses along your outstretched arm that is still tucked behind his neck. "Was good wasn't it? Been so long... Wanted t'feel yeh fo' months. " He admits with a sigh.

And, he did.

You're not quite sure how long it had taken for him to strip you down after urgent, needy kisses and breathless reassurances ("Gonna take care of yeh, kitten.) that had carried you two to the hotel room. You are sure, however, of how intense it had been. If the soreness you felt was any indication, it might've been more so. With the same urgency and the added desperation of finally being together after months, his thrusts had been sharp and rough. No time for foreplay; or a condom for that matter but you wouldn't have it any other way. The photos that you had been long stalking of him really did no justice to how built your boyfriend had become, muscles hidden behind the itchy wool of his uniform.

The first time had resulted in both of you finishing fast, and hard. After some food and some catching up, you watching in fascination how different it was to hear him talk about the movie in person rather than over the phone. With his eyes bright and words tumbling fast, worried he'd run out of time to tell you all about it. He'd fallen silent when he had caught how intensely you were staring at him, "S'there something on your mind, love?" And the second time had ensued soon after your reply of, "It's just.. I'm so proud of you, Harry. So proud." This time it had been more passionate, with slower thrusts and lingering kisses, his focus being to get you to cum as many times as possible.