RAIN DANCE

RAIN DANCE

Harry and Y/N slow dance in the rain.

Harry and Y/N left the restaurant, hand in hand, and headed towards their car parked in the nearby lot. As they walked, the rain began to fall heavily, drenching them both.

She laughed as the raindrops hit her face, and Harry couldn't help but smile at the sound. At first, they hurried to get to their car, but as they approached it, Harry grabbed Y/N’s hand and stopped their walk suddenly and pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Dance with me," Harry said, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, unsure if he was serious. She giggled but didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around her husband's neck. As they started to sway to the sound of the rain, they forgot about everything else around them.

Their bodies moved as one, perfectly in sync with each other. The rain soaked through their clothes, but neither of them cared. They were lost in each other's arms.

"I love you so much," Harry whispered into Y/N’s ear, his lips brushing against her skin.

"I love you too, Harry," Y/N replied, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

The rain continued to fall, but the couple didn't want to stop dancing. They moved together, their bodies in sync with the rhythm of the rain. They felt like they were the only two people in the world. The rain fell harder, but they didn't mind. It only added to the beauty of the moment.

Harry spun Y/N around, causing her to let out a surprised giggle. They continued to dance, completely lost in the moment.

"I never want this moment to end," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Neither do I," Y/N replied, her eyes locked with Harry's.

As the song in their heads came to an end, Harry pulled Y/N close again, their foreheads touching.

"I never want to let go of you," Harry said, his voice filled with emotion.

"You don't have to," Y/N replied, tightening her grip around Harry's neck.

Their slow dance had turned into a passionate embrace, their bodies pressing against each other as if they never wanted to let go. The rain continued to fall around them, but they were lost in their own world.

"Let's stay like this forever," Harry said, his lips brushing against Y/N neck.

Y/N smiled, knowing that this moment would stay with them for eternity. They may have been soaked to the bone, but they were more in love than ever before.

"God, I love you," Harry said, a grin overtaking his wet face.

Y/N smiled and leaned in for a kiss, their lips meeting passionately in the rain. They broke apart, both grinning like teenagers.

"I love you too. But I do reckon we should get in the car before we catch a cold," Y/N said, still breathless from the kiss.

"Quite the romantic, you are, Love," Harry replied, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead to soften the teasing words.

As they finally pulled away from each other, Harry took Y/N hand and they walked towards their car, their hearts overflowing with love. Hand in hand, they knew they would never forget this moment of pure love and bliss. And of course, the rain may have soaked them, but their love had indeed kept them warm.

Puppy Interview~ Drew Starkey

Summary: Literally one of the best interview ways to ever be created

This had to be the best day of your life. You were a huge fan of the Buzzfeed Puppy Interviews so of course you were on board when they mentioned you guys doing it. You guys were doing it in groups; you, Drew, Maddy, and Austin in one and then Madison, Cleo, JD, and Chase in the other.

“I’m Y/N”

“I’m Drew Starkey.”

“I’m Madelyn Cline.”

“And I’m Austin North.”

“And we’re the cast of Outer Banks-” You started but Madelyn cut you off, too excited to hold it in, “And this is the best day of my life.”

Everyone let out a laugh at the blonde but you were all as equally excited but you guys were all better at hiding it.

“Spoiler alert, if you haven’t watched the season, go do that and then come back!” Austin warned and you all agreed.

The season had only been out for a few days and you knew not everyone would have had a chance to either watch it or finish it and you knew the questions would be about this season and didn’t want to have it spoiled for anyone.

“Bring in the puppies!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands in excitement. You all sat anxiously, waiting for them to bring in the puppies. You let out a gasp as a little tan husky made its way over to you, “Hi, baby!”

You held out your hand for it so smell and laughed when it started nibbling on your fingers, “Oh, I’m not doing anything for this interview.”

Drew had immediately been swarmed when he laid down as the puppies all decided to attack him. You held the little puppy against your chest as you used your hand to wave his paw at Drew, “Who knew it only took 5 puppies to take down a 6’0 man?”

The group let out a laugh before the first question was pulled up.

‘What was it like filming on location for all of the ‘Poguelandia’ scenes in season 3?’

“I barely have an attention span so this is going to be impossible,” you started, “I will say, it was surreal to be able to go to Barbados. If you had told me even when the show started that we would be traveling to the beautiful Barbados, I probably would have laughed.”

Drew could tell your attention was slipping away from the question and answered, “We got to film in Barbados- the beautiful country of Barbados, the people there are so welcoming and it’s-gorgeous, ohhh.” His attention immediately disappeared as a black Labrador hopped in his lap. He could make fun of you all he wanted but he easily got just as distracted as you by puppies.

“I will say, I’m upset that my time in Barbados on-set was spent inside of a house rather than being outside like the Pogues.”

‘What was your favorite behind-the-scenes memory from filming season 3 of Outer Banks?’

“It felt like we show two seasons, the one they shot in Barbados and the one we all shot in Charleston and they’re all just gonna merge into one.” Austin explained, playing with a husky.

Whoever decided they were all mature enough to do this interview, clearly underestimated them. This was going to take forever to get through.

“I liked the fact that we kept the ‘where’s y/n’ group chat going.” Maddy laughed as they all agreed. You held the puppy up in front of you as you talked to it in a baby voice, “They’re so mean, aren’t they?”

‘What has been your favorite plot twist on Outer Banks so far? *Spoiler Alert!*

“My father faking his suicide.” Madelyn answered

“It was pretty gnarly…Rafe’s haircut.” Austin said as Drew agreed, “It’s pretty bug.”

“Uh…the fact that Big John was actually alive still completely blew my mind.” You answered, leaning back as they puppy walked across your chest. Drew leaned over and pulled down your skirt, to make sure nothing was showing. You sent him a grateful smile but quickly pouted when the husky walked over to him.

‘What’s a role people would be surprised to find out you auditioned for, but didn’t get?’

“I auditioned for John b, unsurprisingly did not get it.” Drew answered, while petting the husky that was beginning to fall asleep in his lap. Another puppy had taken it upon himself to come over and plop down in your lap while playing with a toy as you answered, “I actually got a roll in ‘After We Collided’ but turned it down after I booked Outer Banks.”

“Wait, you turned it down?” Maddy asked, leaning forward to look at you, “Why? That would have been amazing?”

You shrugged, turning your attention to the puppy, “I had to figure out which one I would have enjoyed doing more and I made the right choice.”

‘Who’s the most famous person who has DM’d you?’

You all let out a laugh before the awkward silence happened. None of you wanted to answer this question. Not wanting to betray anyone’s trust.

“Amanda Seyfried messaged me,” Madelyn laughed, “I was actually pretty excited about that.”

“Uh…Selena Gomez messaged me to tell me how much of a fan of the show she was and I almost peed myself from how starstruck I was.” You answered, “but that’s all I’m saying.”

“Um…Y/N L/N DM’d me once,” Drew grinned, looking over at you, trying not to move as much because the husky was sleeping on his legs, “changed my life.”

‘If you could have any other actor make a cameo on Outer Banks, who would it be?’

“Danny Devito.” Madelyn picked

“The Rock.”

“Elizabeth Olsen or Sophie Turner.” You gushed and everyone let out a laugh, “I love both of them with my whole heart.”

Drew patted your knee with a laugh, “We know, baby. We know.”

You rolled your eyes as you pushed his hand off of your leg, “Says the one in love with Pedro Pascal.”

‘If you could play any other Outer Banks character besides your own, who would you wanted to play?’

“I’d play Shoupe.” Maddy answered with no hesitation as you snapped your fingers at her, “I’ve always wanted to know what it’s like to have a mustache. But, I think I’d like to be either John B or Rose.”

“Those are two very different characters.” Austin pointed out with a laugh as Drew and Maddy agreed, “John B always has something going on and I just wanna be apart of that thought process, ya know? And Rose? She just sits at home and drinks all day. The epitome of a housewife.”

‘Have your real-life friendships influenced the characters at all, especially now after three seasons together?’

“I think it’s obvious that Drew, Austin, and I are very different from our characters,” You started, “but I think after working together for three years, we’ve all kind of found a way to bring our characters to a bond because clearly, our characters would do anything for each other and I think all of us would do anything for each other, even robbing a train if it came down to it.”

“As JJ said, ‘Like they’re going to think a guy wearing flip flops is involved in a robbery’” Austin spoke causing you all to laugh. The puppy nipped at your fingers, drawing your attention down to it. You pouted your lip out at the puppy before turning to look at Drew, who was focused on the still sleeping husky in his lap, “Can’t we just take him home?”

Drew shook his head at you as you held the dog out to him, speaking for the dog, “Please, take me home. I’m potty trained and everything.” You popped your head out from behind the puppy as Austin and Maddy laughed at the two of you. You had been trying to convince Drew for over a year to get another dog but he wasn’t budging, “We already have a dog, buddy.”

“Party pooper.” You mumbled, placing the dog back in your lap

‘Y/N, what was like for Y/C/N to finally realize Rafe was as bad as everyone said he was?’

“Uh, first off, rude.” Drew held up one of his fingers before looking over at you, “And two, how you answer this, depends on if we get another dog.”

Narrowing your eyes at him, you spoke up, “It was a little hard at first. Y/C/N was very oblivious to what Rafe was doing at the start but I think this season, she finally came to realize that he stopped caring about their relationship a long time ago. You can definitely tell she struggled a lot with trying to figure out if she should just stay on the sidelines like she always did or if she should break up with him.”

“I was more surprised with the writers having Y/C/N turn on Rafe,” Maddy added, “I think that was also one of the biggest plot twists none of us saw coming.”

‘What’s the last show you binge watched?’

“Game of thrones.” Maddy quietly spoke, playing with the dog laying in front of her

“Love Island. Madison and I started watching it together,” you started but Drew cut you off quietly, “I haven’t seen it yet.”

You looked at him in confusion, “When-you’re never at our apartment when Madison and I watch it.”

“Becauuse I don’t want to impose on girls night.” He told you, causing you to giggle, “and yet you always somehow do, don’t you?”

Small Favor

Topper Thornton

18+

Warnings: smut, oral, lowkey prostitution lol

Summary: being stuck with the pogues on the mainland, they pushed you into asking Topper for help. A favor for a favor

There you all were, heading to the mainland with a busted car and no money. Like usual. Everyone was pestering you to ask Topper to somehow give you guys a ride to where you needed. You guys were on the ferry and to Jj it was your only option.

“Y/n we’re stuck, we have no way around. You have to do it, it’s the way of the pogues.” JJ says as he held onto your shoulders. “Not to that extreme JJ! No one has ever gone that far.” John B says. “Look, y/n we have no other option! It’s not like you haven’t sucked anyone off before.” JJ says shrugging. “I’m not, I can’t. I don’t do that stuff JJ.” You say. “Please y/n, Toppers like obsessed with you. He’d do anything for you.” Kie added. “I’m not fucking sucking him off to get us around!” You yelled. “Cmon y/n, please. I’ll make it up to you later.” Your best friend JJ says. You thought about it, and it wasn’t like you hadn’t done stuff with Topper before. So you gave in. “Fine, but you all owe it to me.” You say. “Over there.” JJ points to Topper who was sitting and drinking something. You flipped JJ off and walked over to him. There’s no way you were about to do this, ask your ex for a ride in exchange for head. It come to this point, you knew what you were taking on when you became friends with them.

“Hey Top!” You smiled. He stood up and hugged you tightly. Weirdly you all of a sudden felt okay with doing it. “W-what are you doing out here?” He asks looking you over. “I’m actually going to the mainland, have some risky business to do.” You chuckled. “Do I even want to know?” He laughed. He sat back in the seat with his arms crossed, the more you looked at him the more you wanted to do it. “Probably not.” You giggled. “We’ll I have a proposal.” You say leaning on the table. You placed your head in your hands and looked at him smiling. “Wanna join the dark side?” You asked. He leaned forward and copied your position. “Meaning what?” He asks. “So we need to steal something back, regardless we need your help and your truck.” You say. “And what’s in this for me?” He asks. “I’m glad you asked, where’s your truck?” You asked. “Up there.” He pointed to the rows and rows of cars. “Let’s go to your truck and I’ll tell you.” “Uh okay?” He says.

The two of you hopped in his truck, the back seat. “So if you do this for us, I’ll give you me. Whatever you want from me. Sex, head, whatever you name it.” You say relaxing into the seat. “Y/n this is basically prostitution you do realize that right?” He says trying not to laugh. “What’s it matter? We’ve already done stuff before. So why not do it again? Except both of us get something out of it.” You say moving in closer to him. Your hand resting on his chest. “I hate that you have me wrapped around your finger.” He laughed. You leaned into him kissing him, his shirt balled up in your hand. You pulled his shorts down with his cock springing out. You got on your knees and traced your finger on his bare thigh. Looking at him you bit your lip and spit on his tip. Slowly stroking him in one hand. Leaning over you took him into your mouth, what you couldn’t fit you pumped. His stomach muscles contorted against you, his jaw fell slack groaning each time you took him in. He pulled your hair back out of your face, you bobbed up and down. You felt your lips swelling around him. He was twitching in your mouth, ready to explode.

“I’ve missed those lips around me.” He bucked his hips up into your face gagging you. “Oh fuck, fuck yea” he moaned as you went deeper on his length. You let him push your head down, he hit the back of your throat making your eyes start watering. A long groan strung from his lips as you swiped your tongue across his tip. “I’m not letting you go after this, not losing you again.” He mumbled. His other arm stretched over the car seats and the other still on your head. He lifted his hips again letting you know he was close. “I wanna be fucking you when I cum. But god I’d love to see those lips covered.” He hummed. You pulled off of him, slowly savoring him in your mouth. He ran his fingers over your swollen lips and held your chin. He kissed you deeply, it gave you that anxious butterfly feeling in your stomach.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this, for us.” He says as he slowly laid you down, he was perched above you as he kissed you. One of his hands slid up your shirt, his hands were soft and delicate. “Top?” You say looking up at him. “Yea?” He says as he hovered over you. “Fuck me, please.” You whine.

“Then let’s do it.” He says. He pulled his shorts off and you followed, his cock sprung out against his stomach, once again leaking precum. “Shit” you muttered under your breath. “What?” Topper asks looking at you. “N-nothing, you’re just a lot bigger than I remember. I’m not sure if you’ll fit in me...” You giggled. “We’ll make it fit.” He says smirking. You watched him spit on your pussy, he dragged his tip over it and slowly pushed into you. “Fuck” you gasped as he stretched you out slowly. Your mouth gaped, your breath hitched as he pulled out and pushed back in. “God you’re so tight, whoever your fucking isn’t doing a good job.” He whispered with a smirk pinching at his lip. He thrusted into you fast and hard, moans slipped your lips as he fucked into you. “Top!” You whine, your hands grasped his shoulders tightly leaving small marks in his skin.

“Missed me haven’t you?” He says against you ear. “Mhm” you hummed. You couldn’t even speak, you couldn’t even open your eyes. You felt him deep in you. His hair fell into your face and his, you pushed his hair out of his face and didn’t let go. You pulled on his hair, and he gripped you tightly. Each time he hit your gspot your grasp tightened. “Fuck! Top, I’m gonna cum holy shit.” You shriek. “Cum when you need to, I’m not far behind you.” He says as he positioned into you. Your stomach was hot, it was climaxing fast. One more thrust and you were about to tip over. Your whole body tensed and quickly released itself. “Fuckkkk” he groaned pulling out of you. Your juices dripping down your legs along with his seed.

“Jesus Christ.” You huff as you laid down in the seat. He cleaned you up and he redressed himself helping you after. You sat up and finger combed your hair so you didn’t look so messy. “You know, I would’ve helped you out for nothing in return.” He says as he pulled you into his arms. “We’ll, I’ve missed this.” You say. “Yea? Well, why don’t we talk about it later. Hm?” He says rubbing your arm. “Yea.” You smiled against him. He helped you out of the car and you lead him back to where everyone was.

“I’ll take that as you did a lot more than what I said.” JJ laughed. “Shut up” you said slapping him playfully. “Well, he agreed. He’s gonna help us.” You say smiling. “Just no delinquent shit ok? No law bending or breaking.” Topper says with a small laugh. “There’s no such thing as laws when you’re with us.” John B slapped his shoulder and walked off.

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kryptonite

in which y/n smokes weed (sometimes) and she thinks her dealer is super cute, and harry always gives her a little extra because she’s sweet

word count: 8.2k

pairing: plug!h and y/n

warning: if you are uncomfortable with the use of drugs, please do not continue reading!! i DO NOT want to see any messages in my inbox that talk of ‘glamourizing’ this drug. if you don’t like it-> don’t read it. mentions of bullying, peer pressure, 

author’s notes: the second and final part to this fic will be posted next week, feb. 02 at 8am pst.

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Harry hated parties. 

Admittedly, they were a third of his source of income, but unless it wasn’t a gathering exclusively composed of his close circle, he didn’t want anything to do with it. They were too loud and sticky, messy and smelly. Red solo-cups littered at every available corner, half filled with Coca-cola, vodka, and the occasional sad, cigarette butt. Scantily clad girls and ‘discreet’ boys that didn’t know how to read body language that clearly screamed ‘I’M NOT INTERESTED!’. It just all got his nerves because half the time he knew they were only using him to get reduced prices on the marijuana he spent ample time on growing. 

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Sugar daddy! Harry buys Y/N Christain Louboutons

SMUT - daddy kink

Word count = 3,277

Masterlist

It was a simple agreement that was made. There were still contracts and NDAs Harry had you sign, but you didn’t mind it at all it was worth it.

Not that he would admit it but you had Harry wrapped around your finger. The thing was with Harry because he was such a down-to-earth person on stage and in interviews, people tended to forget he was in fact a billionaire.

He loved cars and would often splash cash on them without a doubt. But there was only so much he could buy himself that he could enjoy. Sure he spoilt his family but he was always wary in relationships not wanting to get taken advantage of.

You weren’t always on the road with Harry but that didn’t mean he didn’t fly you out regularly. Who were you to complain Harry gave you a very generous ‘allowance’ although he’d happily be convinced to go over it.

You didn’t take advantage of Harry or his money but at the end of his day, you were his sugar baby. Plus it was no hassle to keep hold of receipts if Harry wanted you to return anything (not that he'd ever make you).

Harry had flown you out to him in New York and of course, had organised a car to collect you from the airport.

H: Be a good girl and go buy yourself something nice X

Harry had no clue what he was getting himself into when things first started with you both. He didn't want to just throw cash and make you feel 'used', he still valued you, and he was very timid when things began.

Now he'd grown in comfortability and didn't mind being more assertive with you although he always remained respectful. He loved his 'dirty secret', especially as there was a generous age gap.

Once you'd stepped into Harry's empty hotel suite and washed that awful plane smell and feeling off you, that no one liked. Of course, obliging to Harry's text, it was shopping time.

Pretty much being Harry's sugar baby full-time meant no work restrictions, sure a small business on the side just as something to do was fun but you mainly did it as something to keep you busy. With Harry's income, you certainly didn't need a 9-5.

Harry hadn't booked a return flight for Y/N yet, so not being sure what to bring, a large suitcase with all sorts of attire felt suitable. Plus if anything was needed Harry's black platinum American Express card was sure to come in handy.

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Y/N had spent the whole afternoon at a local shopping centre. I mean it was New York, was shopping going to be a crime? Hardly.

Slipping on a red pair of Louboutins, a very kind sales associate had brought out for her. She walked over to the mirror in her heels turning to see the iconic red bottoms.

She was torn between two pairs, to most people they probably were practically identical but they really were so different. As lovely as the sales associate was saying that both pairs looked as equally as good didn't help.

"Sorry can you give me just a moment I'm just going to send a shot of them to someone"

Having one of each heel on each foot Y/N recorded a short video posing in each style of the shoes and sent it to Harry asking which pair. Bored beyond imagination sat in some meeting he didn't actually need to contribute to, but only his presence was needed. Harry of course responded straight away.

H: Just get both

H: Did you pick up my card or do I need to make a call? X

Y/N frowned reading Harry's second message, heels clicking against the floor leaning to grab her new season Chanel bag to see if she remembered Harry's card. Frowning to find that it wasn't in its usual place.

Y/N: I forgot to pick it up sorry X

H: Consider it sorted

H: I'll send someone with it and they'll bring the bags back to the hotel so you don't have to carry them X

She couldn't help but grin at her phone, score.

Y/N: Thank you daddy X

Harry didn't respond back to her message simply only liked it as an acknowledgement, and carried on spending the rest of the meeting scrolling through the Christian Louboutin website, easily recognising the store and location she was likely in.

Not even looking at the total or thinking twice, knowing her shoe size he picked out another pair texting his assistant to go and run the errand for him.

Y/N was thoroughly pleased when she returned back to the room. There was a knock on the hotel suite door and Y/N was passed three bags, one more than she was expecting.

Not waiting for Harry's presence to open the shoes she took the heels out of the boxes squealing at the third pair Harry had obviously picked out.

As if on cue Harry walked in as she was slipping the third pair on.

Of course, they were a pair of too-tall stilettos, Harry had a thing for them. He enjoyed watching her still look up to him in them despite the inches added to her height by the shoes, or how due to the added height she always had to walk a little more cautiously, which really meant walking slower. So he had more time to take the view in.

"If you're gonna rinse my wallet dry... You've gotta start by emptying my balls dry"

"oh please, I only picked out two" Y/N admired herself in the mirror looking at Harry through the reflection. Well, she wasn't wrong Harry was the one who picked out a third pair, he just couldn't help himself. "Thank you daddy"

Harry smiled at her words, she was always so polite to him.

Y/N wobbled slightly thinking she was going to lose her balance and roll her ankle. Whipping her palms against her top, she took a moment of recomposing herself before she started to walk over to where Harry had chosen to stand.

"Of course you had to pick the highest pair of heels"

Harry only chuckled at her snarky remark, he knew what he was doing.

"If you're struggling that much why don't you get on your knees, won't fall over then will you"

Y/N stripped into her lingerie and then moved one hand on Harry's shoulder to stable herself as she lifted one leg up to remove the red bottom shoes. Harry frowned his eyebrows and limply picked up her, wrist letting it fall.

"And when did I say for you to take them off? I thought I told you to get on your knees?"

She knew the world would kill to be in her position. Many people dreamt of the luxuries of a sugar daddy let alone Harry Styles being one. Following his wishes, Y/N steadily headed onto her knees.

Harry couldn't help but smirk at the view, he'd trained her well.

The Louboutins just added to it. Was there any sexier colour combination than black and red of a loub shoe?

Picking up his thumb Harry traced Y/N's lip a few times before slipping it into her mouth. He enjoyed all elements of their arrangement but watching her on her knees was heaven.

Harry wasn't one to abuse his power or take advantage of it in everyday life. Although he did love his dominance in the bedroom watching such a beauty sink onto her knees was a sight.

Y/N routinely undid Harry's belt and undid his trousers, pulling his boxers down to expose his cock.

For a brief moment, Y/N thought back to the first time she'd blown Harry. She'd only ever fucked people her own age, so sleeping with someone older was thrilling. But when she first pulled his boxers down she was not expecting it to be that thick or long.

She wasn't oblivious she knew people swooned for Harry Styles but she could certainly understand why.

"My fuckin' slut aren't you"

Y/N wasn't able to verbally respond to Harry's comment and instead let out a muffled 'mmh' which manifested its way into a moan around his prick.

She knew exactly how he liked it and that's exactly what she gave to him. Swirling her tongue around the base over and over again, using both hands in circular motions.

Harry enjoyed it the wetter the better

Every now and then she'd remove her mouth from his heavy cock to gain some air and would move her head down licking a stripe across his balls before popping one in her mouth and delicately licking them.

Running his hand up her neck Harry gripped onto the roots of her hair pulling her off him completely. Due to the big size of it, being fully erect Harry's cock practically slapped her in the face as he jerked her mouth away, not that she minded.

Tightening his grip Harry jacked her head upwards to look at him. She rather enjoyed it when Harry had a 'mid' amount of stubble, it always made him look so much older and mature.

Her mascara was smudged all across her watering eyes from deep-throating Harry's member, she was like a beautiful messy piece of art, his masterpiece.

With that thought entering his mind, still kept one hand wrapped in her hair keeping her put. Harry lent down.

Truthfully Y/N thought Harry was wanting a kiss, something he'd regularly gesture. But when he sharply with his spare hand forced her jaw to open and tongue to fall our Harry degradingly spat very messily onto it.

He waited a moment before releasing her jaw. His harsh hands causing the outlines of his fingers to stain her cheeks, admiring the spit that graced her mouth. Then once he was satisfied he let her swallow it.

Y/N repositioned herself letting out a faint whisper of discomfort. Her panties were sticky against her hot cunt but the main pain was from the patient heels digging in.

They certainly weren't made for comfort let alone this.

"Wha' "

"My shoes are digging in daddy"

At this moment Harry couldn't give a fuck, subconsciously he knew later he'd probably get her some new Louis Vuitton slippers or something for comfort because he was a softie really. But right now, as his testosterone was in full play he didn't care.

"Is now really a time to be ungrateful? After I've been so kind and spoilt you huh? Never is enough for you is it?"

Not wanting to hear her beg Harry shoved his oozing cock back into her wet mouth rather ramming into it. Y/N hand moved onto Harry's thigh leaving little crescent moons from her fingernails digging in, trying to steady herself.

"Tha's it fuckin' take it"

But Harry had no plans of stopping, it just felt so fuckin' good all wet and warm. She always took him so deep when she let him fuck her throat. Harrys eye's opened from the blissful feeling to find her eyes already looking up at him, he could have sworn his balls tightened at the sight. She really needed to wear heels blowing him more often.

"Bloody look so good in those fuckin shoes-" He moaned.

Harry was thankful that he had a hotel suite so there were no chances of a noise complaint. He was always loud in bed with her he couldn't help it, but then again so was she.

Knowing he was close Harry's back arched as he grunted deeper he arched his back in hopes to fuck himself further into her aching mouth. Y/N's throat was going to be so sore tomorrow morning.

Y/N could taste the precum starting to turn saltier as Harry's thighs tensed.

Knowing the closeness was nearing Harry pulled himself out of her mouth and slapped his cock against her lips, spreading the white sticky liquid all over her face that escaped his pink glistening tip.

Harry's head was thrown back in the air and his chest rapidly breathing in and out coming down from the high. Y/N took the opportunity to run her thumb across her lips to remove a large amount of Harry's cum.

Although due to the amount of it.

It really didn't do much, a tissue or a makeup wipe was needed or just something to get the sticky substance off. Leaning forward on her hands to swing out her legs Y/N stood up frowning from the pain in her feet.

Pulling them off after finishing sucking Harry off seemed like a solid reward for her actions.

"Did I not tell you earlier, fuckin' leave them on until I say otherwise"

"I thought we were done?" Y/N questioned

Harry's half-hard cock began to harden more as they spoke. He had decided to mount the bed as she was turned around.

So when she moved back around to face him she was met with Harry sitting on the edge of the bed slowly jerking off his cock that was partially covered in his own cum.

"Think I'd fly you to New York for just a blowie?"

Truthfully she should have known better. Pouting her lips still dressed in her lingerie Y/N wobbled back over to Harry.

"Was gonna be good and fuck you on the bed, but I don't know where this attitude has come from"

Y/N just huffed and rolled her eyes, exactly proving Harry's point. She hated when she wasn't doing something and then was accused of it which caused her to then do it.

"Watch it Y/N"

Feeling frustrated by Harry's sudden criticism Y/N threw out her arms practically gesturing 'what the fuck'. Knowing a 'temper tantrum' in Harry's words would be coming next. Before she got a chance to speak, he dropped his cock and leaned forward grabbing Y/N turning her around and pulling her into him.

Harry's breathing was hot against Y/N's neck. She could feel his heartbeat pounding against her back. Knowing she'd stay positioned like this Harry removed an arm and snaked down tucking his hand into her wet panties.

"Has Daddy not looked after you enough ey', he buys you all these things but nothing compares to his cock huh?"

Knowing your body like the back of his hand Harry took his middle and ring finger to start rubbing your clit. Y/N couldn't help but moan at the feeling, lifting her hips against Harry's hand.

Her clit was always over sensitive especially when it had been a few days. Harry was able to make her cum quite literally in under two minutes if he wanted to.

Y/N's head leaned more into Harry as her body curved forward at the pleasure rolling against Harry's hand. She'd begun to let out little 'Ah' high-pitched moans signally to Harry she was close. Knowing the exact point Harry withdrew his hand.

"Huh?"

"Went out without my card and left it there for bloody anyone to take, and you've kept on trying to take your shoes off Daddy brought you. None of that's kind is it?"

Desperate for release Y/N picked up Harry's hand to shove it back into her panties although much to her disappointment Harry didn't move it at all

"Daddy please c'mon I was so close H"

Removing his hand for the second time Harry leaned back against the bed causing Y/N to stumble forward.

"Don't care, if you want to get off so badly you'll have to do it yourself"

Y/N knew exactly what Harry meant and wanted. 'Fucking prick' she thought as she bent over stripping herself of her lingerie giving Harry a full view of her behind,

Smugly watching her actions knowing she'd understood what he meant Harry wriggled back to the edge of the bed sat on the end of it with his legs dangling off and began pumping his once again rock-solid cock.

Y/N threw her hair over one shoulder before moving backwards sticking her arse out, lifting herself up and reaching a hand behind her to guide Harry's cock into her dripping cunt.

These stilettos were killing her as she bounced up and down. It certainly wasn't the worst punishment Harry had given her but this was certainly more of the 'pathetic' ones. Firstly not being able to see him. Which wasn't too bad as she loved the feeling of reverse cowgirl but would much rather watch Harry's moaning face.

But having to be stood on her achy feet it was just a petty punishment from Harry.

Not wanting to be in that position any longer than she needed to be just desperately wanting to cum Y/N began rubbing her puffy clit causing her head to roll to the side from the pleasure, but also caused her to stop bouncing, selfishly focus on her on release.

"Don't stop" Harry grunted

Y/N leant forward whining and began her movements again but this time far more slowly "Didn't say you weren't allowed to touch your clit, m' not that mean c'mon know you're close doing so good yeh' "

With her fingers circling her clit and Harry's words Y/N couldn't help but clench down on Harry with one hand gripping his thigh as she came down. The pressure of Y/N's warmth wrapping itself around his cock caused Harry to follow shortly behind her.

Y/N fell backwards exhaustingly against the bed once Harry had pulled out and gotten off the bed. Harry deliberately walked past a pair of boxers that were on the side and decided not to slip them on.

Walking over to Y/N's tired eyes shut figure. Harry stood in front of her tracing the inside of her thighs, pushing them apart watching the combination of both of their cum drip out of her, moaning at the sight.

He couldn't help but reach forward swiping a finger up to collect it causing Y/n to let out a sensitive whimper. "Shh, jus' one more f' me yeh. Be daddy's girl n' take one more"

Still coming down from her previous orgasm Y/N could only nod.

Wincing at his own cum covered cock Harry picked up his tender prick and pushed it into Y/N's pussy.

His thrusts were tragic compared to his normal sharp pace. Harry loved overstimulation as much as he loved edging. But he defiantly got more and more sloppy fucking her the more times he'd cum.

He knew not to be too rough with Y/N at times like this, she was always tired after cumming hard especially when Harry made her work for it.

But it was times when Harry was more gentle fucking her that Y/N felt like she could feel him more. Maybe it was because he was slower and deeper.

"Please daddy - I can't"

Harry knew he wasn't going to last long having cummed two times himself already so he deepened his thrusts before spurting into her cunt for the final time.

Knowing that Y/N would be feeling extremely sore being fucked raw countless times. Harry allowed himself to fully soften before removing himself "shh I know all done yeh' all done hmm" God, did she look fucked out

Her hair was a mess across the bed, mascara which was only a little smudged previously now stained her cheeks. ThighsHer thighs were permanently shaking, her tits were still hard from the cool air in the hotel room. Her pussy was a cum covered mess, but Harry knew better than to clean it up straight away knowing she'd shy away needing a moment still.

So he decided to delicately slip her Heels off and placed them back into the box, being very satisfied with his purchase.

COLD HANDS

In which, actions speak louder than words.

Harry and Y/N had been married for about 1 year now, but they have known each other for 6. They had been through thick and thin together, and their love had only grown stronger with each passing day. As they cuddled up on the couch, wrapped in each other's arms, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the life they had built together.

She snuggled closer to her husband, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. But as she settled into his embrace, she realized that her hands were cold. She tried to hide them, tucking them under her arms, but Harry noticed anyway.

Without a word, he took her hands into his big, warm ones, rubbing them gently to warm them up.

Y/N felt her heart swell with love for her husband. It was such a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about his love for her. As they sat there, enjoying each other's company, Y/N couldn't help but reflect on their life together. They had been through so much - job losses, health scares, and even the loss of loved ones - but they had always been there for each other, supporting each other through thick and thin.

As Harry continued to rub her hands, Y/N felt a warmth spread through her body. It wasn't just the physical warmth of his touch, but the warmth of his love that enveloped her. She looked up at him, meeting his gaze, and saw the love and tenderness in his eyes.

In that moment, Y/N realized that she was still head over heels in love with her husband, more so now than ever before. She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips, grateful for his love and affection.

Harry pulled her closer, deepening the kiss as they wrapped themselves in each other's love. They had been through so much together, but in that moment, they knew that they had everything they needed - each other's love and affection.

As they pulled away from the kiss, Y/N smiled up at her husband, knowing that their love would only continue to grow stronger with time. They were meant to be together, and nothing could ever change that.