Harrison Osterfield Imagines

Boxing (SMUT)

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THIS IS A SMUT!!! I REPEAT THIS IS A SMUT!!! PLEASE CLICK OUT OF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE READING THIS!!!

It was an early Saturday morning when I awoke to find the sheets beside me, cold and vacated. I frowned and sat up, glancing around the bedroom.

"Harrison?"

I called softly, sliding the soft duvet off of my legs and swinging them over the side of the bed. There was no answer, so I assumed he was in his gym room working out.

I padded out of the room and into the kitchen to make myself some coffee. I watched the droplets of rain slide down the glass of the window as I waited for my coffee. I loved days like these. Quiet and relaxing. It was rare that Harrison was home, so when he was, I cherished every moment with him.

Grabbing my mug, I headed to Harrison's gym, to find him punching away at the punching bag in front of him. he didn't notice me come in, so I stood leaning up against the door frame, sipping my coffee as I admired his muscular arms.

In my opinion, he was the hottest when he was sweaty and his muscles were rippling.

Finally noticing my presence in the room, he smiled, taking his headphones from his ears and grabbing his water bottle before walking over to me.

"Good morning, love."

I smiled,

"Good morning."

He snaked his sweaty, muscular arm around my waist, pulling me against him placing a tender kiss upon my lips.

He stopped, pulling back for a minute then deepening the kiss and slowly backing me into the wall. My free hand snaked its way up to his neck, my fingers lightly tugging at the curls at the nape of his neck before i pulled my lips from his.

"Woah now, Osterfield. Let me finish my coffee first."

He smirked,

"Sorry,"

"If you're done in here, I can make us some breakfast?"

I said, turning on my heel to walk out of the room.

"That sounds amazing."

He sighed, following me as I sauntered into the kitchen, sipping my coffee.

I pulled out all the ingredients for pancakes and made him help me create the perfect mixture of ingredients for the soft, delicious cakes. As I stirred the contents of the bowl, I felt Harrison's muscular arms wrap around my waist and soft lips ghost along my shoulders. I closed my eyes for just a second and then I felt one of his arms leave my waist and my eyes shot open to see his finger dipped into the batter.

"Harrison!"

He giggled and licked it off of his finger, smiling devilishly down at me. I huffed angrily and turned back to the batter.

After making the pancakes and devouring them, along with some bacon, we started on the dishes. I sat on the counter with a dishcloth as Harrison handed me dripping plates.

"What do you feel like going today"

I asked, placing the plate on the rack besides me. He simply smirked and replied:

"You."

Rolling my eyes I placed the last dish on the rack and hopped off the counter.

"Not until you shower."

He shrugged and wrapped his arms around my waist, tossing me over his shoulder and sauntering to the bathroom.

"I swear to god, Harrison, if you don't put me down, I'm gonna scream."

I snarled breathlessly as he chuckled.

"Good, because I was hoping to hear you screaming my name."

"I rolled my eyes and smacked the back of his head, causing another giggle to come from him.

"He placed me on the counter, pulling off his shirt before helping me with mine.

"We're only doing this under one condition,"

He raised an eyebrow,

"And what's that?"

"You have to promise me you won't drop me."

I said, staring him dead in the eyes. He nodded, giggling a little.

"I promise."

He swiftly pulled my shorts off, discarding of his own clothes before turning the shower on and placing my naked body under the steaming water. I closed my eyes, taking in the warmth of the pouring water as Harrison stepped in. Slowly, my back pressed against the cold, wet wall and his lips were back to my neck.

"Mmmm,"

I sighed, raking my fingers through his soggy curls as he attacked my neck with multiple, dainty love bites. His hands slid down to my thighs, indicating for me to jump; I did. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he immediately began trailing kisses down my breast. A soft moan, trickled from my moistened lips and he smirked, watching me as he placed his warm mouth over one of my nipples.

"Harrison, I swear to fucking god, if you don't stop teasing me-"

He snickered, his eyes still glued to mine as his face appeared across from mine, once again. His hands slowly traced up to my waist, his fingers carefully wrapping themselves around my dripping skin before sudden;y turning me around without any warning.

My chest was firmly pressed against the cold shower wall and my arms had swiftly been pulled back behind me.

"How's that, darling?"

He asked, emphasizing the 'darling' for a bit of comedic effect, but definitely wasn't laughing. I felt his lips brush across my shoulders as he aligned himself at my entrance, my wrists still behind my back in his tight grip.

With one swift thrust, he was filling me to the brim, various profanities spewing from both of our mouths. He gave me a few seconds to adjust before pulling out almost completely back into me, building a strong pace.

All I could hear was the sound of the water running, skin slapping, and my breathy moans becoming louder and louder with each strong thrust of Harrison's hips.

"Fuck....."

He whispered, his head dropping to my shoulder as he continuously drilled into me. My hand had somehow traveled up the wall I unconsciously brought it back down, smearing the droplets of water on the shower wall.

I felt my release building quickly as my heart pounded and my breathing became even more ragged than it already was. And with a few final thrusts of his hips, Harrison had finished the both of us off and we both finally relaxed, his strong arms pulling me into his embrace.

"Love you,"

He mumbled, his face buried into my neck as he left dainty kisses along my skin.

"Mm, love you too."

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