controlled. // h.s

controlled. // h.s

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Harry Styles
"Are you okay?" All she could see is him shaking his head frantically and muttering no over and over. "How can you ask that after what you just did?" She was very confused, not seeing what she did wrong except misplacing her foot and bumping into him. "Sir, with all due respect I only bumped into you. Don't you think you're blowing this out of proportion?" Not even bothering to show notice to her, he walked out the doors he came in.
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"Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

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