Harry Styles Preferences/Imagines

17.)The Teacher pt.3

So I lost the bet. The Seahawks were so close. Honestly the coach made a stupid call. They should have ran it with lynch! Stupid call coach. Stupid call. Dunked my head in ice cold water!. It was a vine. Haha it was refreshing all right! 😂okay enjoy part 3!! ❤️
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Sexual Content

"You're coming to mine after school today," Harry told you not giving you a chance to say no. You didn't respond but just continued to eat your lunch; ever since that night you shared with Harry a few days ago he had completely changed.
All he did was demand you two spend all of your time together. You were with him before school, at lunch, after school. If he had his way you would spend all your time with him but you could till use your parents wanting you home as an excuse.
You were nervous for this weekend though because once again your parents would be out of town and you would be home alone. You didn't want to let Harry know that because then he would insist that you stay over at his and you just didn't want to.
He was still very kind to you but you noticed certain traits that you hadn't picked up on earlier. Just this past day he yelled at you for getting to close to your partner on a worksheet you were working on.
~Flashback~
"He was completely flirting with you!" Harry yelled at you after class. You were still sitting in your seat and he was sitting on the one in front of you. His hands were in fists and his jaw was clenched.
"He was not flirting with me Harry. We were doing exactly what you had asked of the class, working on the worksheet with a partner." Your voice was feeble in trying to calm him down; you had never seen an angry Harry and you truly didn't want to.
"You should have said no to him when he begged to be partners. He only wants one thing remember that." You felt wounded by his words and did something you almost never do, you retaliated back.
"And you don't?" You questioned him with a sharp tone. He had the decency of looking affronted and his glare on you softened. He got up and kneeled in front of you, picking the hands that rest in your lap up.
"Of course I don't, you know that. I care about you and I just don't want to lose you. It was silly of me to get worked up." His eyes were saddened as you didn't respond for a few moments. It broke your heart to see him upset so you caved.
"You won't lose me and you have to trust me. I care about you too but I'm not going to turn my back on people who talk to me." You held his gaze and he sheepishly nodded and kissed your cheek before letting you go.
~End of Flashback~
"Did you even hear what I just said?" His deep voice brought you back to reality and you looked at him, your heart picking up speed when you saw a slightly angered expression on his face.
"Yes I did but I can't come today." You told him.
"Why's that? I told you earlier this week that we'll always spend Friday's together, you can't just back out now." His voice rose with every word said until you flinched at the end of it.
"I- I know I did, but my parents want me home straight after school. I'm sorry," you said tears in your eyes. He noticed the waver in your voice and you heard him take a deep breath.
"Baby girl I didn't mean to yell at you it's just I wanted to spend some alone time with you. Time where I didn't have to make it look like I was helping you study or something." You nodded understandably and just then the bell rang signaling it was time for class. You got up and threw your trash away; just as you were about to leave Harry pulled you to him and gave you a short but lingering kiss. You gave him a small smile and left for your English class.
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Your 5th period flew by as did Harry's class and before you knew it the school day was done. You didn't wait around for Harry after class to give you a ride like he always did, but you rather decided to take the bus like you had used to do.
You rushed on down to the station right outside the school and was thankful for it still waiting around. You smiled at the bus driver and picked a seat in the middle with no one in it. It began to drive away and you glanced out the window and saw Harry next to his car staring straight at the bus.
You knew he would be angry at you for just leaving without properly saying goodbye but you just wanted to be alone. You got out your headphones and played a playlist of your music and instantly relaxed as a song you enjoyed flowed through.
Faster then usual, the bus got to the stop closest to your house in a record time. You nodded to the bus driver and walked quickly to your house. Just as you turned the corner your heart dropped as you saw Harry's car in your driveway.
There's no way he could know they aren't home, you thought to yourself.
Just to be sure you waited behind the trees just to see what he was doing but of course you couldn't see that far away. All he looked like was a blurred shape from this far. You took a deep breath and decided to face him; you wanted to think your earlier thought was correct.
You took your time walking down the sidewalk and kept your gaze on the ground. You looked up as you neared the drive and saw Harry was already out of his car and staring at you. His glare made you shift uncomfortably and look down again.
"Why didn't you wait for me to drive you home?" He demanded of you as you got close enough.
"I told you that my parents wanted me home quickly as possible."
"Why are you lying to me? You know I hate liars," his voice was low and raspy, completely a turn on.
"I just didn't want you to drive me home today." You told him, a partial truth in the entire situation.
"And for the fact that your parents are gone for the entire weekend?" His voice gee harder at the end and you blanched, your eyes widening at him.
"I just ran into your neighbor and they told me that they were gone for the entire weekend. Funny as you never mentioned it to me, because you see I would have remembered that so we could spend the weekend together."
"This is exactly why I didn't tell you Harry. I just wanted some alone time, I need some time just for me." You told him in honest; you cared about him but his possessive tendency over you got the best of him sometimes and it became aggravating very fast.
"So it's my fault for wanting to spend time with my girl?" He spat back and you stopped your rebuttal. You always liked when he called you his; this whole situation was too much and it was making you tired.
"I don't want to fight with you, I'm too tired," you mumbled as you walked over to unlock your front door. Harry came up behind and wrapped his arms around your waist.
"Then let's not fight and let's make up," he said from against your neck. You could feel your resolve crumble as he kissed your neck over and over again. You unlocked the door and broke away from Harry.
"We have nothing to make up from Mr. Styles," you said teasingly as you grinned up at him, walking over to the kitchen. He smirked at you and grabbed you, lifting you onto the counter. He stood in between your legs and you placed your hands on his chest.
"I yelled at you and I feel bad, so think of it as a 'I was an arse' make up session." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and you giggled but it quickly turned into a moan as he dipped his head back to crook of your neck, lightly sucking and nibbling at the sensitive skin that was there.
"Harry," you moaned out as he began to suck harshly at spot right above your collar bone. He pulled back and blew cold air over the spot and you shuddered, thankful you were sitting down.
"You've never shown me your room you know baby girl." He pulled you down from the counter and took your hand as you lead him up the stairs to the furthest room down the hallway. He looked around with a small smirk on his face and turned back to face you.
"I like it, it screams innocence." He chuckled and laid down on your bed, pulling you down with him so you straddled him. He leaned up and began to roughly kiss you, leaving you to bask in the feel of his lips on yours.
He let his hands roam freely but you were still hesitant in your moves with him. You finally let go of all cares and let your body respond for you. He flipped you around so that he was on top and you were on the bottom.
"We've christened my bed how about we do yours now?" He whispered in your ears as he hands started to undo your top. You nodded, unable to speak.
"No I want to hear you say it," he said against your chest which was now shirt free.
"Please," you whimpered. He shot you a satisfied smirk and began to undo the button your jeans, his movements slow and tantalizing. Once he had those off it was your turn to get him matching with you.
You made a show of undoing his shirt but leaving his tie.You pulled his tight jeans off leaving him in only his black tie and black briefs. You grabbed him by his tie and pulled him on top of you again, roughly attacking his neck with your lips, making sure you left little love bits behind. His groans from above you had a little pool forming between your legs.
"You know baby girl I haven't tasted you yet, and I want to." He winked at you before removing every piece of remaining clothing you had on. He gave you one last kiss on the lips before ducking his head between your legs, slowly licking up your slit. Your body shuddered when his tongue moved between your folds, teasing your clit. Your hands flew up to wind through his hair as you tugged his head closer to where you wanted him.
His tongue went in and out of you and as you were so close to coming he moved his lips from your sex and to your inner thighs. He sucked at the skin there as well leaving more red marks up and down them. You were right on the brink and were about to beg him to finish but instead he pulled his boxers down and aligned himself with you. "I'm on the pill," you told him in a breathless pant. He nodded and wasted no time ramming into you. You yelped at first but he stilled himself for you to get used to him. As he began to move the pleasure overtook the pain and you were moaning his name. Your hips rose as you battled every thrust he gave, providing more friction.
"I'm gonna do this all weekend if you come home with me. I'll treat you right baby girl," he panted out.
"Promise?" He nodded as he thrust into you at a faster rate; you could hear the slapping of skin and his strained voice muttering curses along your chest. You grabbed the back of his head and pushed your lips to his as you could feel the pressure building to be higher and higher.
You broke away from the kiss as he gave you a thrust that pushed you over the edge. His name left your lips in breathless pants as he road you through your orgasm. You flipped the both of you over so that you were the one on top and ground into him, wanting to bring him his release.
"Fuck, yeah baby right there," he ground out and you ground onto the same way you just had. Is hands found your chest, massaging your breasts in a harsher manner but you didn't mind. You picked up your pace and as his face screwed up you knew he was close.
You got off of him leaving him in a short state of shock before enveloping him into your mouth. You took him all the way in, gagging as his hips thrust multiple times. You ran your tongue over the ridges and veins of his member, your hands lightly touching his inner thighs as you teased him.
"Fuck I'm gonna come." He said and he did just that. Hot liquid poured down your throat as you swallowed everything he let out. You pulled off of him with a pop and he pulled you to him so that your head was laying on his chest. Both of you were still breathing heavily from the excursion.
"We're definitely going to be this more often this weekend baby girl." He kissed the top of you head as you nodded sleepily against his sweaty chest.
"How'd I get so lucky?" I heard him ask himself as I was drifting off to sleep.
"And she's all mine to take." Another kiss was placed on top of your head before you feel into a relaxed sleep.