Holland's & Harrison Imagines

Summer Heat (H.O) Smut

Harrison Osterfield x Reader 

Summary: Apparently Haz doesn't like it when you continue to tell him how hot it is in his room, who knew?   

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"It's too hot," You complained for what must have been the billionth time. It was 2AM and you had been tossing and turning in Harrison's bed for hours, neither of you getting a wink of sleep because of your incessant need to remind him of how hot you were. You blamed Harrison for this of course, seeing as he was the one renting the apartment with no air conditioning during one of the hottest summers you've ever experienced.

Kicking off the sheets around you, you looked over at Harrison for a moment, only to see his bare back as he had long since rolled onto the opposite side of the bed, basically hanging off the edge to get away from your squirming. You sighed as you turned your pillow over, hoping the cooler side of it would miraculously send you off to sleep. It didn't.

"Ughh, Haz it's too hot,"

That seemed to be the last straw for Harrison. As soon as those words left your mouth for the umpteenth time he rolled on top of you, pinning your arms to the bed as he hovered above you.

"If you don't shut up about how hot it is I'll give you a reason to feel hot," He growled in your ear, his eyes darkening with arousal as he looked over your body beneath him.

"Promise?"

Your legs hooked around his waist as you brought him closer to you and Harrison's lips immediately crashed into yours, taking complete control of you as his hands released yours to move over your body. Breathy moans left your mouth at his every touch as the feeling of his ice-cold hands against your body instantly satisfied you.

You moaned as his hands slipped under the thin tank top you wore and sat up so you could pull the flimsy material off you which left you in only your underwear. Harrison looked over your body for a moment, marvelling at how good you looked in his bed with a thin layer of sweat already coating your body and a smirk took over his features.

"God, you really are hot aren't you, pretty girl," you squirmed under his intense gaze, desperate for some sort of release and it wasn't long before his hand snaked down to your clothed core, stroking your clit through your already soaked underwear.

You couldn't help yourself. Without his permission you began rocking your hips against his hand and held your breasts in your own, running the pads of your thumbs against your bra-clad nipples as you pressed your head further into the pillows.

"Not today, love," Harrison growled before crushing his lips against yours, his hand leaving your core causing you to whimper only for the sound to morph into a squeak of surprise as he yanked your hands away from your breasts, pinning them against the headrest. You whined and tried pushing your legs together only for Harrison to situate himself between them to stop you.

"Haz..." You whimpered, eyes begging him to help you in some way and finally he did; with one hand holding your wrists above your head the other lit a trail of fire down your body where his fingers danced across your skin before ripping off your panties, discarding the useless material somewhere in the room.

Slowly, he pushed through your folds, feeling your wetness and smirking at you tried desperately to make him do something, only to be surprised when he plunged two fingers into you without warning. You gasped suddenly but it was cut off as Harrison covered your mouth with his own again, his fingers pumping into you mercilessly while his thumb roughly circled your clit.

Every noise you made was muffled by his kiss; every moan and whimper of pleasure only spurring him on further as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge before removing himself from you completely. His lips and fingers vacated your body, leaving you a squirming, desperate mess beneath him but Harrison had a plan. "You're not allowed to cum until I say, okay love?"

You could only nod your head in response, eyes hooded over as you waited for him to make his next move. You weren't left waiting for long, he started his attack at your thighs, peppering sweet kisses along the insides before licking a single stripe between your folds and then sucking on your clit. You did nothing to hide your moans, opening your legs wider with your toes curling as he increased his suction and inserted his fingers back into you.

Your senses were on overdrive as his fingers curled inside of you, hitting that special spot perfectly and as soon as he found it he continued to abuse it until you were screaming, one hand caught in his hair as you rocked yourself against him. You were so close, so desperate to cum but you knew you couldn't, not without permission. As if to remind you of this Harrison peaked up at you from his place between your legs and said with all the mischief in the world in his tone, "Not yet, darling,"

You couldn't help but whine and writhe beneath him, your hold on his hair tightening as he resumed his merciless actions and your hold on him only made him growl into you. The vibrations were almost too much for you to handle and as you began to beg him to let you cum he removed his fingers once again and immediately replaced them with his tongue, diving in and swirling around inside of you while his fingers rubbed harder against your clit.

"Let me taste you, Y/N,"

With a sigh you let your climax take over while Harrison drained you of every drop, riding out your high until you collapsed beneath him, a hot flush still covering your body.

"Now will you shut up about the damn heat?" Harrison teased as he climbed up next to you, kissing you sweetly before wrapping his arms around you so you were pressed against his chest.

"Fuck you, Harrison," You sighed, closing your eyes as you finally let sleep take over.

"Don't think you could handle that right now, love."