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Harry’s P.O.V

We were in a party for couples only. Everyone was making out and snogging and drinking, and I didn’t want to make out with my girl in front of everybody because she is not a freaking show for people to enjoy. It really pissed me off that she even agreed to going to this party. She said that it was kinky and sexy.

I didn’t like what she said because it made me feel like I wasn’t kinky and sexy enough for her. She decided to wear the most teasing dress in the world knowing fully that I wasn’t going to try anything with her in that party.

I didn’t say anything about it, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t going to make her pay for it later. If that wasn’t enough she was drinking and dancing with girls to get on my nerves, which she successfully did.

“Let’s get out of here” I whispered in my girlfriend’s ear as I was holding her from behind walking her out of the dance floor. She nodded and waved goodbye to the girls and blew kisses to them after finishing her drink.

I rolled my eyes understanding what she was trying to do and didn’t comment. I was recording everything in my head so that I would have an excuse to do what I was gonna do to her later.

We got in the car it was the most annoying silence ever. So I broke it “Y/N why do you do this to me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” She rolled her eyes.

“DON’T play dumb with me Y/N… You know exactly what I’m talking about”

“Ugh!! You take everything personally Harry. I was just having fun” She said looking outside the window refusing eye contact with me.

That made me more pissed. She doesn’t need to act all innocent. I know her better than she knows herself, and if fun is what she’s trying to find then fun is what she is gonna get.

“Fine!!” I said out loud accepting her silent challenge. “You want fun and kinky… I’ll give you fun and kinky” I said parking the car behind our recording studio. It was dark and cold and I didn’t care.

I got out and opened her door but she didn’t come out and from the look on her face I guessed she was still in shock.

“Get Out Now Y/N” I said being direct and made sure not to sound as if I was joking and to be as serious as I can.

“Um. Ahh. b-but Harry.. I “ she mumbled out not being able to speak a whole sentence, and I couldn’t control it, it made me laugh “Don’t worry babe. This will all be worth it” I assured her and she seemed to relax more, and so she got out.

“W-what about the car?” She asked trying to change the subject but I didn’t let her so I didn’t answer her. I grabbed her wrist tightly and walked her backstage into the studio. While walking I was talking off my clothing until I was left in my boxers. 

 I turned to her and started to take off her clothing as well piece by piece, but I never stopped walking. Until we were left with a trail of clothing from the beginning of the studio till we reached the recording room.

I was in my underwear and Y/N was left in her panties, she didn’t wear a bra and so that’s why she was covering her boobs with her hands. I chuckled to myself seeing her face like a red tomato but she was too nervous to actually say anything back to me.

I liked that I had that effect on her. “Don’t be shy baby. You weren’t exactly the most innocent girl when we were at the party” I said and walked around her watching her closely react to me staring at her.

“H-Harry –“ she stuttered and I cut her off  and stood behind her and whispered “Hush. Don’t. *kiss on the shoulder* Even. *kiss on the neck* Think. *bites her earlobe* About it.”

I quickly turned her around to face me but held her wrists behind her back with one hand, cupped her face with my second hand and attacked her lips. She fought back and didn’t kiss me at first but then after I worked the magic with my tongue she gave in and kissed back with passion.   

I walked her backwards until her back was faced to the window. I pinned her hands above her head and never did I break the kiss. I pushed myself closer to her until I felt her hard nipples on my chest and I smirked “So, what and who made those nipples harden?” I asked raising a questing eyebrow waiting for her answer to feed my ego but she surprised me

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