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Harry styles : Angry sex
          	
          	Jealous harry. Every time I come home from hanging with my best friend, Louis. 
          	
          	" Dammit Y/n , I told you not to hang out with him" harry yelled. 
          	
          	"HARRY WERE JUST FRIENDS" you shouted back. 
          	
          	" Did you just fucking yell at me? " he questioned, pinning you to the wall. 
          	
          	You looked up at him. 
          	
          	( Your p.o.v.) 
          	
          	I knew it. Angry sex. 
          	Soon after he smashed his lips into mine, hard. I grabbed a fist full of his hair as he took me to the bed, still kissing. He moved down to my neck, sucking, kissing, leaving love bites. 
          	He ripped off my shirt. and bra. He kissed all over my chest, making me moan softly. He kissed down my stomach, stopping at the hem of my shorts. 
          	
          	"Tell me what you want, kitten " he spoke deeply. 
          	
          	I didn't answer. 
          	
          	" TELL ME NOW, BITCH. ". he slapped my bum. hard.
          	
          	" I-i want you to finger me" I said, biting my lip.
          	
          	He ripped off my shorts , I wasn't wearing underwear
          	
          	"Naughty" he spoke. Soon after I felt two fingers slam into my hard, pumping deep.
          	
          	I arched my back high, moaning loud, he added one more finger and I lost it. I was moaning loud. Screaming his name. 
          	
          	He was slamming his fingers, licking my clit.
          	
          	I came, on his fingers and mouth. He licked it all. 
          	
          	"Satisfied? "he spoke.
          	
          	"Very" I spoke back, he smiled and kissed me, which lead to round two.

imaginess_

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Harry styles : Angry sex
          
          Jealous harry. Every time I come home from hanging with my best friend, Louis. 
          
          " Dammit Y/n , I told you not to hang out with him" harry yelled. 
          
          "HARRY WERE JUST FRIENDS" you shouted back. 
          
          " Did you just fucking yell at me? " he questioned, pinning you to the wall. 
          
          You looked up at him. 
          
          ( Your p.o.v.) 
          
          I knew it. Angry sex. 
          Soon after he smashed his lips into mine, hard. I grabbed a fist full of his hair as he took me to the bed, still kissing. He moved down to my neck, sucking, kissing, leaving love bites. 
          He ripped off my shirt. and bra. He kissed all over my chest, making me moan softly. He kissed down my stomach, stopping at the hem of my shorts. 
          
          "Tell me what you want, kitten " he spoke deeply. 
          
          I didn't answer. 
          
          " TELL ME NOW, BITCH. ". he slapped my bum. hard.
          
          " I-i want you to finger me" I said, biting my lip.
          
          He ripped off my shorts , I wasn't wearing underwear
          
          "Naughty" he spoke. Soon after I felt two fingers slam into my hard, pumping deep.
          
          I arched my back high, moaning loud, he added one more finger and I lost it. I was moaning loud. Screaming his name. 
          
          He was slamming his fingers, licking my clit.
          
          I came, on his fingers and mouth. He licked it all. 
          
          "Satisfied? "he spoke.
          
          "Very" I spoke back, he smiled and kissed me, which lead to round two.