Sexual One Direction Oneshots

Harry Styles Sexual One Shot

 I scanned the shelves of jeans looking for my favorite style. There we go! I said grabbing a pair off of the shelf. I quickly took the pair and tried to get to the fitting rooms fast. The sail where every pair of Hollister jeans are $20 had people going crazy over getting a pair. I got to the sale right before closing because I had no time earlier so that meant not many people were here luckily. But unfortunately there was not that many pairs of jeans left.

I stepped into the area where they had the dressing rooms. I looked around but didn't see anybody that worked here to open the fitting room for me since they were all locked. I step out of the hall and turn the corner right into somebody's chest. A very fit, muscular chest might I add. I look up to see bright emerald orbs glance down at me with worry.

"Sorry, love, I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" a sweet english voice spoke to me as he gripped my shoulders to steady me

"Yeah I'm fine." I said finally gaining my balance

"Can I help you with anything?" he asked me

"Can you open the dressing room for me?"

"Of course," he said cheekily winking at me. "If you need any more help, my name is Harry and I'd be happy to help."

"Ok, thank you." I said smiling while my face turned crimson

He unlocked the door for me and I stepped in and closed the door behind me. I placed my purse on the little bench and the jeans on the hanger. I quickly stripped off the pair of shorts I was wearing and stepped into the new pair. I inched them up further and further but they wouldn't budge. I quickly took them off and looked at the tag. Great! I grabbed the wrong size...

"How are you doing in there? Anything I can do for you?" the deep voice called to me.

"Yeah, can you get my a bigger size in the classic skinny?"

"Sure, can you throw the ones you don't want over the door?"

He took the jeans and a few minutes later he came back with another pair.

"Here,  I'm tossing them onto the door, try those." he said before I heard his footsteps walk away

"Ok thank you." I said grabbing the jeans. I took the jeans and stepped in them pulling them up. Perfect fit! I spun around in the fitting room looking at myself in the mirror.

"How'd those fit?" I hear the deep voice call to me

"Just perfect." I said smiling

"Well come on. Let me see. You need another person's opinion right?" I heard Harry chuckle

"I guess so." I giggled as I opened the door to the dressing room and stepped out. I see Harry leaning against the wall with a small smirk on his face making his dimples show.

"Very nice. You're right they are the perfect fit." he said stepping away from the wall and sauntering towards me. "They're nice and snug around the calves..." he said getting closer and closer to me until he was just a couple feet away. "They hug your thighs very nicely." he said tracing his hands down the side of my right thigh. "And the belt loops are loose enough to grip..." he said putting his fingers in between the jean's belt loops and pulling me towards him so we were so close our thighs were touching.

He placed his hand by my temple, moving a stray piece of my dark brown hair out of my eyes. "What's your name, love?"

"Leah." I said blushing from his intense gaze.

"What a beautiful name, why don't me get to know each other better, Leah?"

"I'd enjoy that." I said smiling as Harry's hands moved down lower grasping my bum.

"You want to know another thing about these jeans that's so great?" Harry asked as he pupils grew larger with lust.

"What's that?" I asked as his lips moved closer to mine

"They're easy to take off." he whispered to me before crashing his lips to mine. His tongue begged for entrance and I quickly obliged. My hands tangled themselves in his soft curls as his hands lifted me up by my bum and my legs wrapped around his torso. He carefully walked into the dressing room that I had used and closed the door behind us. He set me down on my feet before pressing me against the wall of the of the dressing room. His hands trailed down until they rested on my waist. I took the initiative and started to tug on the bottom of Harry's shirt and ran my hands along his sculpted abs.

Harry broke the kiss only to take off his shirt and then his lips were back on mine with his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. Harry's fingers started to inch his fingers under my shirt until I finally took my shirt off for him.

"Somebody's eager..." Harry smirked before I brought his lips back to mine. His hands fumbled with the buttons of my jeans and he started to inch them down and a few moments later they were flung across the dressing room. Damn he was right, they were easy to take off.

I started to unbuckle the belt around his jeans and soon Harry's hands came over mine helping me unbutton his pants and soon his jeans were laying right next to mine across the room. His hands then slowly edged down my panties until they were pooled around my feet.

"God, you're beautiful." Harry said glancing up and down my body.

"You're ready for this?" he whispered into my ear before I nodded. "You just need to be quiet, wouldn't want anybody coming back here, would we?" he chuckled before pulling down his boxers.

"Sh.." he whispered into my ear as he entered me. I quickly adjusted and his thrusts started to gain speed. I moaned louder with each thrust.

"Faster, Harry." I moaned

"You need to be quieter babe, people might hear."

His thrusts came faster and faster and I was ready to come.

"Fuck LEAH!" he screamed, totally ignoring his own rule

"I'm almost there." I moaned

"Fuck." he said before placing his lips on mine to swallow my screams as we rode our orgasms together. He pulled out of me, both of us breathing hard, trying to catch our breath. He kissed my forehead before placing a stray hair behind my ear.

"I wasn't kidding about wanting to get to know you. Would you like to go out for some ice cream or something?" he said still trying to catch his breath

"I'd love that." I whispered before kissing his lips and grabbing my clothes off of the ground and putting them on.

Soon we were both dressed and I had grabbed the jeans I was about to buy and we walked to the checkout desk. Harry draped his arm around my shoulder as we waited in the line. A couple minutes passed and so he went behind the counter and ran the purchase through himself making sure he gave me the employee discount.

Right after Harry finished the purchase, a boy came to the counter asking for Harry.

"You clocking out, Harry?" another english accent asked

"Yeah, I'm taking this beautiful girl on a date. Zayn this is Leah. Leah this is my mate Zayn."

"Yeah I know your name Leah. I don't know anybody in the store who doesn't know it." Zayn answered smirking before waving as he went back to work

Harry blushed but shook it off as we walked hand in hand out of the store towards the ice cream shop.