Divided

Trust me

"Did you put out the chips, Red?" Liam asks coming down the stairs.

"Yes, I got the chips and appetizers ready." He nods and gives me a high five as Harry walks into the living room.

"Hey, baby," I greet him. He smiles at me and gives me a hug. His arms snake around my waist as mine wrap around his neck. One of his hands drops and grabs my butt causing me to jump in his grasp. He squeezes his hand and I wrap my hand in his hair tugging on the soft curls.

"Tug any harder and I'll have to take you upstairs," he whispers in my ear. I nod and refrain from tugging on his hair for just a moment until I grasp a clump of hair and squeeze my fingers together.

"That's it," he says before placing both hands on my ass before lifting me up. I giggle and instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. As we get closer to the stairs we hear a groan from behind us.

"Come on, guys. People will begin showing up any minute," Liam says, giving us an 'are you serious' look.

"We'll be quick," Harry says. I blush as Liam and I make eye contact.

"Wear protection!" He shouts as we make our way up the stairs. I giggle as Harry continues to squeeze my bum. He kicks open his bedroom door, still holding onto me tightly. Once inside he closes and locks the door before striding over to his bed. He lays me down softly and hovers over me.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Harry," I say with a smile, the phrase still being new to us. I reach down and fumble with the button on his jeans until it comes undone.

"Uh-uh, I don't think so."

"What? Why not?" I ask sadly, just wanting to make him feel good since he's made me feel good plenty of times before.

"I told you, 'tug any harder and I'll have to take you upstairs'."

"So, this is my punishment? Not being allowed to touch you?" He chuckles and shakes his head with a smirk.

"Oh, baby. You're gonna wish that's all it is." My eyes go wide wondering what he could possibly mean by that. He stands from the bed and slips off his shirt. He kneels on the bed and wraps his fingers in the waist band of my leggings and tugs them down along with my thong. I keep my thighs clenched together out of self consciousness as I can feel the heat in my face.

Harry throws my pants to the floor and then tugs at the hem of my shirt. I sit up and he slides my shirt off of me without hesitation. Next to come off is my bra and Harry unclips it, one handily, with ease and tosses it to the floor as well. He reaches in his bedside drawer and pulls out a pair of handcuffs causing my eyes to go wide.

"Harry," I say hesitantly.

"Do you trust me?" He asks confidently.

"Of course I trust you, Harry, but-"

"Then trust me," he says cutting me off, causing me to bite my lip. "Trust me." I nod and hold my wrists out to him submissively. He fastens the cuffs around my wrists with a smile and motions for me to lay in the middle of the bed so I scoot over with a bit of a struggle and get comfortable. He takes my hands in his and looks me in the eye as he moves my arms above me head.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"This," he says quietly as he connects the cuffs to something attached to the headboard so my arms were trapped above my head.

"Please don't leave me here," I say with fear laced in my voice.

"Oh, baby. I would never," he tells me. He leans down and places a kiss on my forehead causing me to smile. He looks me in the eye before smirking down at me. I furrow my brow and he winks at me before leaning his head down and placing a kiss to my lips. He pauses for a moment before moving to my cheek, jaw, throat, and collarbone. He sucks harshly on my collarbone causing me to let out a soft whine resulting in him smiling against my skin. He blows cool air past his lips and onto my fresh new, first, hickey causing me to shudder. He continues to kiss, lick and suck down my body until he reaches my nipples. He takes one in between his fingers and the other in between his teeth. I gaps as he softly bites down on my nipple causing me to thrust my hips up. He lays his body down on me so my hips couldn't move. He runs his thumb over one nipple as his tongue flicks around the other.