bottom of the staircase | larry

bottom of the staircase | larry

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Harry Styles
"don't come around here with your damn hippie incense and shirts made out of my grandma's curtains again! you understand me, harry styles? i don't have to take it from you or anyone else! i'm a grown adult." his fists are tied up in the other man's floral print shirt. "i'm fine on my own. i've got this under control."
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"I'm In control of this relationship, Styles." I hiss. "And you do as I say when I say." Harry laughs obnoxiously. "Whatever you say." "I mean it. Styles." Harry gets up, pushing me against the wall. "I'm the man in this relationship. You listen to me." He starts to kiss down my neck, while rubbing me through my underwear. "Tell me you want me." He growls biting my ear. My knees became weak. "No, you prick." He rubs harder. My whole body begins to shake. "Tell me I'm in control, Anastasia." He grips my neck harshly. "Fuck don't stop." I almost scream "Say it." "You're in control." I scream, Harry stops all movements. He licks his fingers. "That's what I thought."

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