Broken | | Harry Styles a.u

"There's a story behind every person. There's a reason why they are the way they are. They aren't just like that because they want to. Something in the past created them and sometimes it possible to fix them."

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The kiss was slow and passionate. My hands tugged at his curls, I slowly started to grind on his crotch earning a groan. I did it with more pressure, but still kept our pace. Our lips parted and I started to suck at the nape of his neck until there was a noticeable hickey. I pushed his chest, causing him to land on the bed.His breathing became faster as I trailed my hands down his stomach. I smirked and grasped his crotch in my hand causing him to gasp. "L-livvy, I'm n-not experienced.."I slowly started to rub his crotch and pecked his lips. I ran my free hand in his curly, messy hair. He let out a soft whimper and I whispered. "I'll teach you."He softly grabbed me by the neck and kissed me passionately. I pulled away and stared at him, "But you must know, I don't make love. I fuck hard."