meet me in the hallway |h.s|

54 | curiosity

Something's telling me we're running out of time
Make it right
If it's meant to fall apart I wanna
Let you stay the night

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It's intriguing to see how far he'll go with this. Control is something I've never lacked with him and now, I should be scared to give it up, but I'm not.

I'm curious.

He looks down at me with an arched eyebrow because I haven't moved my hands since he told me to. I proceed to hook my fingers in the waistband of his sweatpants and pull them down, revealing the hardening bulge in the front of his boxers-briefs.

"That must be painful." I pout, softly brushing my fingers up his thigh until I reach the hem of his boxers-briefs.

He suddenly grabs my wrist to stop me, pulling at my hair again. I can't help but moan when I feel the sting in my scalp. "Don't fucking tease," he snaps, his voice getting deeper.

Fuck, is it wrong of me to think that's hot?

"Then, where's the fun, baby?" I question him, arching an eyebrow as he loosens his grip on my wrist and hair.

"Venus." His voice is demanding, and it sounds like he's losing his patience which is amusing me even more.

"Harry." I roll my lips into my mouth.

This is annoying him, I can tell.

He sighs in defeat, a small smile appearing on his face. "You can't give up control, can you?"

I laugh, hooking my fingers in the waistband of his boxers-briefs to pull them down without a warning. His hard erection is freed, hitting his stomach as he steps out of his trousers and underwear. His tip is swollen and the veins very much prominent, pre-cum already leaking.

I bring my thumb closer to his tip, collecting the pre-cum. He hisses under his breath at my touch, and I decide to make eye contact with him as I push my thumb in my mouth, tasting him.

His mouth parts, letting out a heavy breath. "Fuck, Vee."

I keep looking up at him as I softly grab the base of his dick, bringing the tip closer to my mouth. I brush my lips over his tip in a teasing manner, staring at him as he throws his head back and the grip on my hair tightens. I smirk before I dart my tongue out, slowly tracing it over his slit to tease him even more. It's painful for him, I can feel it.

Harry glares down at me and pulls at my hair again, pulling me away from his cock. "I said no teasing," he grunts, grabbing the hem of my crop top with both hands, letting go of my hair. I lift my arms to make it easier for him as he pulls off the piece of clothing, revealing my naked chest. He throws it on the floor and grabs my hair again.

"Open your mouth, angel," he orders, keeping that dark look I'm becoming familiar with.

I softly shake my head, keeping my mouth shut, not wanting to do as he tells me to. Even though it's a bit unfair to him, since he completely gave in that night, I'm having my fun with this. I like driving him crazy like this.

He grunts, grabbing my jaw with his free hand, his fingers pressed on my cheeks. I gasp for air at the sudden and not expected move as he squishes my cheeks, my mouth opening automatically.

"I won't be gentle with you later," he tells me, pulling me closer to him. "Now either."

"Don't worry, I like it rough," I speak out when he lets go of my face, pushing me closer by my head. He wraps his hand around his dick, tracing his tip over my bottom lip, pushing my mouth further open.