I wanna get railed so bad while wearing one of his Styles embroidered shirts
short but explicit đ€ ***nsfw warning
(also this isnât set in covid times.....donât go out for brunch, even Harry wants to rail you in the bathroom! stay home instead!!)
Harry's shirt is rumpled his hand at the small of your back, the fabric wrinkling into angry creases in his clenched fist. His thrusts are coming so hard and frantic that you have to grab onto the faucet for leverage. His eyes travel down to where your tits bounce beneath his top. Your body jolts with his every trust, his surname egging him on from the left breast. He groans at the sight, watching your flesh spill out of your bra as he fucks you sloppily in the Old Place bathroom.Â
"Fucking shit,â Harry breathes, stilling his hips for a moment. His heart is slamming hard against his chest, his breath shortened and begging for a moment of rest. You gasp at the fullness as he stays buried to his hilt, his hands knotting into his own sweaty hair, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. Heâs overwhelmed, trying to keep it together as the heat of your bodies begins to steam up the mirror.
But heâs taking too long and your body already misses the weight of his over yours and the keen rhythm of his hips. You whine, sliding your hands to the edge of the counter top. He moans as he slips out, one hand instinctively reaching to pull the hem on your back away so his view remains unobstructed. Â
You reach between your bodies, squeezing the head of his cock and smirking over your shoulder when he moans a little too loudly. You break your soft laughter to taunt him with a quiet âshhhâ as you line him up again. A low hum rumbles in his chest from behind you as you found a similar tempo to before, throwing your ass back to meet the gentle flick of his pelvis that, at this point, youâre pretty sure is involuntary.Â
One more sly glance to him over your shoulder and his weight is pushed over you again, one hand reaching around you spread your slick over your center to knead velvety circles over your clit. The sound of skin slapping is so loud and overwhelming that youâre positive itâs echoing down the small, empty hallway and into the private dinning room all your friends are sat in.Â
âFuck, there! Fuck!â you gasped. âMake me come.â Itâs a subtle demand, one you know he'll always rise to, said breathlessly as your knees threatened to buckle.Â
You surrender to that jelly feeling in your legs, landing on your elbows against the counter, relying on his arm around your middle to keep you steady. A sinful cry springs from your mouth and you feel like statics taken over your brain as he brings you to the edge.Â
He mouths at your shoulder as he comes too, leaving open mouth kisses against your skin. He grabs your face gently in one of his big hands, tilting your mouth to meet his for a feverish kiss. You realize its the first and only one of your rendezvous so you press yourself closer to him. The hungry flare between you has quickly died down and the kiss turns sweet before he pulls out.Â
Harry reaches over, gathering some paper towels from the dispenser and offering them to you with a peck to your cheek. As you reach between your legs to clean yourself off, his attention wanders back down to the reflection of his second name on your breast. You havenât had the chance to adjust your bra back and its enough to make all his thoughts go back straight to his cock. For a split second, he reckons he just needs a big glass of water and, maybe, a light fondle before heâs already ready to go again.Â
But the annoyed look you shoot him as you throw the wad of towels away is enough to snap him and his dick back into reality.Â
âShould wear it more often,â he nods to the shirt, his fingers tugging on the line of buttons down the front. âDrives me mad.âÂ
so you prefer bf!harry or fiancérry? why?
hmm it's really hard to pick!! i love both!
boyfriendrry is something i can come back to always, there's something playful and warm and welcoming and easy about it. a man who you can always find staring at you from across a crowded, rowdy room. a man who is all warm palms sliding across your cheek kisses and a cheeky gleam in his eye with a joke on the top of his tongue. a show off but he really only cares if you're watching. he's the hoodie you stole that you duck your nose into to keep smelling him on fabric. he's looking so perfect in your bed that it's a wonder why he isn't there permanently. boyfriendrry is private and soft and sweet and that perfect long stroll of getting to know each other to falling in love and carving out a life together.
but fiancérry is also its own moment. a man who sits across from you in a dimly lit restaurant who's got the first three buttons of his shirt undo and is staring at you in such a way that it makes everyone around you disappear. a man who watches you getting ready and strategically finds a way for his outfit to compliment yours. a man who's obsessed with your relationship and your future. he's acceptance and love that has no end in sight. he's more open, ready to stop keeping you all to himself and start showing you off. it's not grandiose or particularly loud messaging, but he will definitely make it clear. that massive rock on your finger certainly does.
I canât believe Iâm expected to do things.. I am full time busy being mentally ill
ok imagine a fluffy make out session with harry and heâs just SO damn needy for your kisses like nothing sexual but đ«
i love needy harry
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âOne more, mâkay?â
This has been going on for half an hour now. She just wanted to have a cuddly movie night with her big, warm bear of boyfriend but she doesnât even remember what the film is about. It started with one kiss. Wouldnât be there this lovestruck man who is weirdly clingy today and demanding for her attention, she could just focus.
âAngelâŠâ she stresses the pet name, âThe filmâŠâ
His bottom lip juts out, pouting ever so puppy-like up at her from where he is sort of thrown in her lap and just balancing to stay up with the help of her hold on the side of his waist. âThe bloody film can wait. Mâyour boyfriend ân much more important than that, needy for love,â he blinks his eyes at her.
She sighs, going through all the options in her head but honestly itâs too difficult when she has him brush his thumb over her cheek in circles and his lips nipping at her neck, âFine. Just one. One kiss and thatâsââ
Harryâs mouth presses against her in a desperate kiss, mumbling a quick ,âYes, hmm, yes,â as he nudges the tip of his tongue against hers to open up and tries to get her to a more passionate kiss.
Y/n pulls back with a gasp her hands against his chest, âNo no no no no. I said oneââ
Harry curls his fingers around her small wrists and leans in again. Lips smacking several short pecks on her lips. âDoes it matter?â
Desperately trying to keep her thoughts straight, she begins to cave in as his teeth gently nibble at her bottom lip, pulling it away and his eyes watching as it snaps back in its place, his tongue meets hers again. âHarry,â Y/n whines because she just canât resist his kisses, his lips, the way the curls on his forehead tickle her skin, the way he feels like a massive blanket hugging her body.
âHoly shit,â he separates from her with his forehead still pressed to hers, eyes closed and the tip of their noses brushing playfully, âIâm so in love with you.â His hands lift from where they were gripping her sides to her head, brushing the loose strands of hair away from her face on his way through her hair. âI just canât seem tâ stop.â Harry smacks a loud and wet kiss on her nose and grins.
âIâm so in love with you, angel.â
He cracks a smile at that. âGood, because I pretty much donât give a damn âbout this film. Kiss me some more.â He purses his lips, eyes closed but brows raised in anticipation.
A wide grin stretches over her face. Lovingly, she squishes his cheeks in her hands and brings his puckered mouth to hers again. âNeedy baby.â
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I've always thought about making H eat his own cum out of Y/N
What an Attaccâą..,.,.,
He would do it at times. Right after heâs fucked her real nice and raw and sheâs laying there before him, splayed out across the damp sheets, breathing rattling as her hair matts across her sweaty neck and chest. Heâs sitting back on his heels, staring at her fondly with a slightly arrogant smirk on his face because he knows only he could do this to her. Only his cock could reduce her to such a primal and emotionally bare state.
Harry has his hands on Y/Nâs thighs, thumbing over the heated skin with care and comfort, trying to help her reign back down into reality. He glances down between her legs, digging his two front teeth against his bottom lip as he sees himself spilling out of her, staining the sheets milky white and as well as tainting him with newfound desire.
So he leans down, pulling her wide hips towards his face, suckling the plush flesh of her inner thighs lightly as he makes his way towards her dripping heat, rubbing his nose gently across the simmering skin to take in the scent of utter sex she exudes, swimming in the way her knees begin to quake in anticipation.
âDonât worry, pet. Jusâ gonna lick into you, s'all. Nothing too extremeâŠyet.â
He laps his tongue slowly over Y/Nâs slick folds, toying the tip against the sensitive bud for only a second, smiling against her when he hears a sharp whine in response. And then heâs nose deep in her cunt, wetting his cheeks with a mixture of his release as well as her own, savoring his saltiness across his tastebuds along with tinges of her sweetness. His eyes roll into the back of his head, soft little moans and hums of appreciation vibrating into her core.
Harry can feel all the juices collecting at the corners of his mouth and running down his chin, which only pushes him to go in deeper, tongue wriggling itâs way into her tight hole to get every last drop out. He moves his face from side to side slowly, button nose knocking against the thick of her clit, which in return causes her to grab at his hair, tugging harshly in overstimulation.
He pulls back, wiping his face down messily with the palm of his hand, suckling his lips into his mouth as his irises twinkle with a narcissistic form of satisfaction.
âFuckâs sake, babe. We taste so bloody good together.â
i love arm
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TITTY FUCKINGđŁđŁđ§đŒââïž
i love titty fucking omg lets GOOO đ€Ș (this was made at 7:53 in the morning, so good morning to all the horny ones out there)
Harry sat over her chest, both legs on either side of her torso while his hands clutched her titties tightly in his hand. His arousal was spread across her chest, making a sloppy wet mess on her glistening skin.
âThatâs right, fuckinâ hell,â He breathed out as his hips sputtered on her skin. She tilted her head back, staring up at him with a smirk as she watched him thrust his aching cock between her breasts.
Her titties smothered his cock perfectly, and he loved the way it felt. With each thrust, precum leaked down from the red tip of his cock, oozing down to her skin for more lubrication and easier thrusting.
âYou like fucking my titties, baby?â She cooâd as her hands gently glided down his thigh, running her fingers over the tiger tattoo that stared furiously back at her.
âY-Yeah, love it so fuckinâ much,â He breathed out hotly, his jaw slack as he continued to fuck his throbbing length between her sopping wet titties, âMake me feel so good, god, you are so perfect,â
âYeah?â She mumbled as her hands cupped the underside of his balls, starting to slowly massage them. They were hard in her hand, twitching with each thrust.
âGod damnit!â He hissed, his ring cladded fingers groping her breasts tightly. He spread them apart for a moment, jiggling them quickly. He spit down onto his cock, a long string dribbling down before lathering his cock.
He went back to suffocating his cock with her breasts, watching his cock disappear between her titties with each thrust. Her skin had apparent marks from his clutch, showing that she was owned by him and only him. As if it wasnât the hickeys that he left all over her titties from foreplay that gave away the hint.
âTitties feel so good, baby, oh my god,â He whined out, a thin layer of sweat across his forehead as his thighs started to shake from the pleasure.
âYou wanna cum for me, Harry?â Her voice oozed like honey, melting down her lips. Harry felt his cock twitch, his eyebrows pinched tightly in concentration.
âG-Gonna cum, y-yeahâŠâ He panted breathlessly as his head hung low, his brown curls falling into his face to cling to his forehead.
She drew her hand around his thigh, all the way to his ass as she groped onto it tightly. She loved his ass, and he always loved when she grabbed it too. Felt so good to him, made him feral even.
âCum on my face, then, baby. Wanna taste it.â She chose her words carefully, knowing that Harry would do just about anything to her this close to climax. If she asked him to fuck her face, his cock would be down her throat before she could finish her sentence.
âOh my god, what you do to me,â He said in a half chuckle, a growl rutting through his throat to follow after. He pinched her nipples, both of them, rubbing his fingers all around them slowly as he pulled his cock from between her tits.
She took his cock into her hand, her tongue drawing out of her mouth as she started to work his cock quickly. It was heavy in her hand, she felt his veins prominently poke out with each stroke.
Harry stared half lidded down at her, muttering curse words from under his breath. She looked so fucking hot with her tongue out, just waiting for him to cum all over her tongue and lips. Harry could barely stand it.
âBaby, IâIâm cummingââ His voice came out a whine as he leaned his body over her, his hand grabbing onto the headboard of the bed as his eyes pinched shut tightly. His stomach was on fire feeling her edge him till he spilled.
His hips started to sputter, his balls tightening as he came hard from his red tip. Harry let out a loud growl, hitting the wall with his hand as his ass sank down onto her torso in mercy.
Looking down, he saw the cum that landed onto her tongue, but dripped down onto her chin and even some on her throat.
She swallowed, but not without taking the taste in first. She loved the way he tasted, and wanted more of it.
Her tongue lapped up the spillage from her chin, swallowing that before leaning forward and taking his soft cock into her mouth to clean it gently.
Harry hissed at the feeling, he was spent, and overstimulated. She let off his cock with a small pop, her hand running up and down his thigh slowly as she looked up at him.
âGood boy, baby.â
oh and a request for her watching him get ready in the morning while she's still in bed and he kisses her goodbye before he leaves but it turns into a proper kiss and he pulls away and looks at her before cursing as he undoes his belt and they only take of the necessary clothing because he's going to be late but he needs her now
Sometimes you wake up before his alarm. Itâs still very early, so everything is still very quiet and the light is very dim, and Harry is still enjoying his last precious moments of sleep. You raise up on your elbow and watch him breathe, watch his eyelids flutter as he dreams, and you can never resist pressing little kisses to his shoulder and his cheek and his arm, tracing the length of his spine with your fingertips.
When he wakes up and finds you already awake, he always gives you a sleepy smile and pulls you close, whispering into your hair that you make it harder for him to get out of bed. Sometimes you walk your fingers carefully down his belly, tracing the line of coarse little hairs that lead into his low slung boxers, and tell him that you can make it a little harder for him, if thatâs what he wants. Other times, you just giggle and push on his shoulder and tell him to stop being such a bum.
This is one of those times; prying his fingers from around your waist and rolling out of his arms, telling him to go shower before heâs late.
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Harrys favourite sex positions.
request hc of harryâs favorite sex positions đ€Čđœ
smut!! fluff!!! fuck, i love this request because i can experiment with so much stuff!!! anyways, i hope you enjoy. feedback is welcome as always <33
Missionary
This position is something harry is fond and familiar with. Missionary involves intimacy, and boy does harry styles love intimacy. He loves seeing your face as you cum, the way your eyebrows raise, your eyes squeeze shut and bite your lip. Itâs a sight that could make him cum without any sex at all, itâs just a plus side.
He loves communicating with you during sex too. When heâs face to face with you, he can see all your body movements etc. Harry also loves eye contact, itâs a big thing for him with sex. It turns him on way more than it should.
âYou gonna take all of me?â Harry asked as he thrusted into you, hands on either side of your head. You nodded closing your eyes. Harry brought one of his hands to your cheeks tapping it softly.
âLook at me when iâm talking to youâ Harry said sternly, you opened your eyes as harry thrusted again. âFuckâ You moaned grabbing onto his hair.
Another reason why he likes missionary so much is you pulling at his hair, or caressing his cheeks. He just loves touching you and you touching him. Harry craves that sort of intimacy, itâs the main part of your relationship. Intimacy is so fucking important to harry. Whether it be sexual or just hugs. He needs it.
Harry's tip is teasing your bundle of nerves, you donât understand why he always pulls out and puts you both through the torture of teasing. You think he finds some sort of pleasure in it - you do not. He likes to see your face, the way it contorts as he teases you, more like punishing to you though.
âWant to see your face again when I thrust into youâ He said and you whimpered, Harry smirked at the sound. âYou always sound and look so hot when i first slip in. So beautifulâ he said teasing, your slit again. You can see how red and full of pre-cum his cock is. You just want him to pound into you, is that too much to ask for?
âIâll give you what you wantâ Harry smirked, pounding into you with no mercy. You squeeze your eyes shut and let out a moan that heâs never heard from you.
That has him nearly cumming.
Doggy style
Doggy style is another one of harrys favourites for sure.
Although harry loves seeing your face, he also loves pulling at your hair and holding on to your hips. He loves to just pound into you relentlessly. Usually you guys do this after a dinner date or when youâve been teasing eachother all night. As i said, harry loves and craves intimacy. But the minute you start teasing him, heâs got you turned around and your cheeks red from spanks.
Harry grabbed your neck, pushing your neck down so your head was against the pillow. your hair was in a ponytail so he had easy access to it all. He liked pulling at your hair, it also gave you a lot of pleasure. His hands slid their way down the front of your stomach and your back. You shivered at his touch.
Harrys hands grabbed onto your hips harshly, making you moan. You loved how rough he got. His nails dug into your skin, fuck thatâs going to leave a mark but right now you really couldnât care.
He then pulled your hips up his core so that you were in doggy style.
Harry was teasing you, like you were doing just hours ago. His cock was making its way up and down your slit, you just wanted him to thrust into you with no mercy at all. But you know Harry loves to play dirty.
After what seems like hours of harry teasing you and your soaking wet pussy, you felt his thick cock slide roughly into you. You screamed with pleasure, and Harry groaned, wrapping his hand around your ponytail.
âYou feel so fucking goodâ Harry moaned, as began slipping deeper with every thrust.
âFucking love you so muchâ
Cowboy
Harry loves this position, because you get the best from it. You cum so fucking hard each and everytime you ride him. And harry loves it too of course, seeing your face as you cum, your tits bouncing and the whole bed shaking.
You really go all out.
The way it stimulates you, in every single fucking place makes it yours and his favourite. So you try not to do it a lot, because you want to keep that pleasure. But you are sure as hell going to ride your boyfriend like no tomorrow on his birthday. This position gives you the control and him something nice to look at. Harry is letâs just say, obsessed with your tits. Even in a non sexual way he always has something nice to say about them. Youâre in the shower, âFuck, my girls look amazing with water on themâ. Youâre out on a trampoline, you can just feel his stare on your chest.
If either of you have been gone a little longer than usual heâll come to bed and snuggle.... you and the girls. âMissed youâ heâd mumble, and then a little quieter âand themâ.
âLay down, honeyâ You instructed, Harry smirked and happily complied with your instructions. He knew he was getting birthday treatment. He fucking loves birthday sex with you. You give it a whole new meaning, you go all out. You treat him with presents and stuff all day and then ride him like thereâs no tomorrow? He's one lucky guy.
You take off your shirt, youâre not wearing a bra. But that much was obvious. Harry was drooling over your hard nipples during the drive home from his parents house. You know how to tease a man, heâll give you that.
âLove my girlsâ Harry said as you sat on his lap, heâs fully naked mind you. You can feel his cock twitch as you sit on it, your panties the only thing in the way. Harry moans and takes one breast in his mouth, your head goes back in pleasure. Again, heâs obsessed with your tits. He gives the love they deserve.
After getting yourself comfortable, you move your panties over to the side and grab Harry's cock without any warning. You slammed yourself down on it, taking the entirety of his length all at once. Harry's eyes widened and his mouth opened, but no words came out. Youâre a fucking goddess, he decided as you bounced up and down on his hard, cock.
âHoly shitâ He moaned, his hands holding your hips and guiding you up and down. You bit to your lip, moving faster. Your breasts were moving up and down so quickly, and your hair was all over your face.
Harry moved your hair to the side and grabbed your face as you began to slow down your pace, that only made him want to cum even more. You were slow with your pace, Harry moving his hands from your face down to your ass grabbing them to push you down harder.
âFucking love when you ride meâ Harry whimpered and you nodded, moving faster because harry was guiding you to do so. âLove it so much. i feel so good, right?â you asked and Harry nodded, pecking your lips.
âSo, so goodâ
Harry fucking loves all of those positions. But he loves them because itâs with you. He loves the cowboy, because itâs you riding him. He loves missionary because itâs you he gets to watch cum and scream. He loves doggy style because itâs you he gets to hold onto.
Itâs always you.
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