harry styles drabbles

massaging harry

anon on tumblr: Concept: straddling Harry's back and massaging it after a long day of him working in just one of his oversized shirts and your panties and when he groans you can feel the vibrations and it makes you wet. "Love, I can feel how wet you are on my back" and he flips around to where you're on his very hard crotch as your breath hitches in your throat.

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oh he'd be so smug too.

it'd start with you kneading through the knots on his back. and he's, of course, coaxing you through it like he does with everything.

"feels so good, pet."
"doing amazing, lovey,"
"oh god, that's it."

but not just that. it's him groaning in satisfaction when you reach a particularly tense spot and roll through it. his voice alone is enough to get you wet and ready for him.

and he knows. "can feel y'soaking through, love," he murmurs. before you're able to craft an articulate response, he somehow manages to flip you over so your positions are flipped.

you find yourself prey under his knowing gaze and growing smirk. all that's left to clarify your arousal is the light rosiness appearing on your cheeks due to his words. "kinda selfish, baby. daddy was feeling real sore. needed you to take care of him, not the other way around," he tsks, moving a hand down to your aching clit and thumbing it over your panties. "guess daddy'll have to wait until later to finish his massage. princess comes first..."