Stalker [𝑯.𝑺]

Chapter 1*

Mature content warning.
*  means the chapter contains mature content.

Liv was in her blue jean overalls and she was outside directing the movers into the house. She helped with some boxes but she got tired quickly. Harry on the other hand was inside showing them were they could keep the boxes. They had been at this since morning and they were relieved at the sight of the last boxes being brought in.
They thanked the movers and the rest of the work was left to them.

They arranged their couches better, put their glass artifacts on the marble surfaces in the living room. The curtains were installed, the lights were bright and the bedrooms were neat. It took them all night but they made it.

Liv collapsed on the bed next to Harry breathing heavily.
"I don't think I've ever worked this much in my life." Liv sighed.

"What're you talking about? You did absolutely nothing. If there's anyone that should be complaining, it's me. All you did was sit and boss me around" Harry complained.

"Harry you know you can be so stubborn sometimes and you procrastinate way too often. You make me talk too much, and talking much requires a lot of work and it gets really tiring" she defends.

"I wouldn't procrastinate, if you'd just help me" he says.

"I did. I helped you know where to put certain things" she says.

"I honestly don't know your definition of helping because it's definitely not that" he says.

"I'm not gonna argue with you over this" Liv says already getting pissed.

These two fought way too often, the smallest topic would turn into big arguments resulting in Harry having to sleep on the couch or Liv leaving the house to stay at her best friend's. Now that they lived respectively far enough from any friend or family members , the guest room would just have to work. The thing was Harry had a short temper and Liv never saw the bad in what she did. She always thought she was right and it infuriated Harry every single time. Almost everyone told them they were making a bad decision by moving in together further away from them, but despite that they followed their hearts.

Harry stood up from the bed removing his shirt in front of the dressing mirror.
Liv just gawked at him through the mirror.
He undressed himself and went into their connected bathroom.

She felt bad, she didn't mean to infuriate him. She always knew how to make up for what she did.
She slowly undressed and walks into the bathroom.

The steam from the hot shower hit her skin as fog engulfed her surroundings. She silently walked into the shower as Harry's back was turned towards her. She wrapped her little hands around his torso and he tenses up a little.

"I'm sorry Haz" she apologizes

"I'm sorry all I did was boss you around. I really did want to be helpful." She continued.

"I'm sorry too." He turns around to meet her hazel eyes. He holds her waist and pulls her closer to him. He kisses her lips passionately as his hands slowly move down to grope at her ass. He gives them a light squeeze, making her giggle. He buries his lips into her neck, his warm tongue tracing her collar bone and she moaned into his ears.

He pulled back for a second to look at her beautiful features before smashing his lips against hers, bitting her bottom lip and making a moan escape her lips. She felt his cock hardened against her thighs.

Her hands moved slowly down his chest and towards his manhood. Her hands wrapped themselves around it and massaging the head. She broke the contact between his lips and her chin, only to drop on her knees looking up at him, she could see how his wet curls stuck to his forehead and his cheeks absolutely flushed.

Parting her lips, she licked the underside of his shaft causing him to close his eyes And toss his head back. She took his tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around his pink head.

"Shit" he panted. He loved seeing her on her knees for him.

His hands tangled in her hair so she could take more of him as she moved her lips along his length.

"Fuck. Look at your pretty little mouth taking all of me" he groaned unable to help but thrust forward into her welcoming mouth.

Before she could do anything, he pulled away from her and she stood back up. He crashed his lips onto hers taking her of guard and he spun her around. Her ass was pressed against his cock as she placed her hand on their tiled shower walls.

"Fuck me already baby. I know you've been wanting to. Release all of your anger." She dared.

Instantly, his chest came in contact with her back as his lips attack her neck. He sucked on it harshly leaving a trail of hickeys so everyone could see. His hands ghosted down to her ass and he massaged it lightly.

"You sure you can handle it?" He asks

"Try me" was all she said before he rushed to push his length inside of her throbbing pussy.

He filled her out so damn well that she moaned in great volume with each thrust Harry gave her. He continued to suck on her neck and she hit her hands against the wall because of how her senses were overwhelming.
He began to thrust in and out of her faster, tougher and deeper. He held onto her hips so he can thrust harder into her.

"Fuck look at you taking all of me from behind." He moaned

"Fuck Harry! Don't stop!" she screamed

He brought his right hands to her clit to rub circles to edge her faster, whilst his left hand went to lift at her left leg making pleasure consume her whole.

"Yes! Right there! Fuck!" She cried. He continued to pound her against the wall. When he felt her walls clench around him he knew she was really close.
His hips sped up and she pushed her ass against him so he could bury himself much more deeper inside of her.
They both came undone and Harry's warm liquids spewed inside of her. They moaned into each other's ears loudly.

"Fuck!" Harry panted pulling out of her.
She almost collapsed at the loss of contact.