Harry Styles One-Shots

Please, Daddy | Part 3

Harry drove Liam and himself down the road and over a small hill. They eventually made it to the flat complex after about fifteen minutes.

Liam was surprised that the complex wasn't rusty and old. He expected that mainly because Harry was a teenager living on his own. What did he even do to make the money?

"What?" Harry asked as he pulled into his spot. Liam realized he asked the question aloud and he wanted to slap himself on the forehead for that one.

"I-I mean, like, you're only eighteen and you live in one of these beautiful flats." Liam was clearly nervous but Harry just thought it was adorable.

"I have my ways." Harry said with a smirk. Liam's heart races out of his chest as he examined the smirk. It was undeniably hot. Everything about Harry was hot, at least from what Liam has seen.

Harry got out of the car and Liam followed, grabbing his bag and putting it on his back. Harry was swinging his keys around and Liam couldn't help but notice the immense amount of veins in Harry's hands. They nearly gave Liam chills as he wondered what it be like to be choked against a wall with one of them.

In a sexual way, obviously.

They made a short walk to the building in front of them and Liam was surprised to see only one door and no stairs. He was about to ask why there was only one door but decided against it since Harry was already unlocking the said door.

"If you don't mind, please take off your shoes and set them by the door. It's like a pet-peeve of mine." Harry requested. Liam obeyed immediately, forgetting how he had non-matching socks on. He soon realized that Harry's socks weren't matching either.

When Liam looked up from the floor, Harry was watching him with slightly dilated eyes. It confused him but Harry knew exactly why.

Harry was going to fuck Liam sooner or later. He just hoped it'd be sooner rather than the latter.

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Harry's Point of View

I watched as Liam obeyed me and I couldn't help but remember how he did it so easily. It was such a fucking turn on. Just the thought of him obeying me in every way possible made me hornier than I usually am. I was surprised I started to get hard, considering I just had an orgasm twenty or thirty minutes ago with Zayn.

Liam was blushing like crazy and that's what made me rush towards him and press my lips against his. I was trying to be gentle but then Liam moaned into my mouth hotly and threw his head back against the door. I hadn't even realized he was in between me and the wall until now.

I also hadn't realized I had put my knee in between his legs.

But trust me when I tell you that I realized Liam was grinding against my thigh and trying to pull me closer. He was grabbing onto my back and biceps and anywhere he could to try and pull me closer but I didn't budge. I loved how wrecked he looked just from my knee.

"M-More. M-More, Harrehhhhh." He whined and whimpered and the way he said my name was what got me pushing my knee and thigh closer to him. I pushed my chest against his lightly and placed my hands on the wall beside his head to prep myself up. I couldn't help but kiss at his neck and jaw, they were so beautiful. He was breathing heavily and his hands were now squeezing the thigh of mine that was doing all the work.

He was practically sitting on my thigh now. I had thought he was so innocent. My God, I love this so fucking much.

I suddenly realized his legs trembling and it made me come to the conclusion that he was genuinely close to cumming.

That in mind, I pulled my leg away and backed up a bit, breathing heavily.

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Liam's Point of View

"H-Harry, please." I begged, pushing my bum against the wall but arching my back and moving the back of my hands against the wall near my head. I was so desperate for Harry's touch. I used to think he was doing this to get a rise out of me but the way he was kissing me told me he genuinely wanted to touch me.

"Sit in the couch for me, will you, baby?" Harry requested. I moaned lightly at the pet name and pushed myself against the wall. I've always obeyed Harry if he asked me to do something for him or something. I don't know what it was but he had an aura of dominance that I had grown to love.

I walked by Harry and saw a couch to my left. I limped over to the brown, leather couch and sat on it, legs closed and hands running up and down my thighs. I had been so close to cumming and now I felt myself literally throbbing. If I were to touch myself, just to feel, I would swear it was a rock, not an actual dick.

Harry slowly walked over to me and bent over once he was in front of me, kissing me so gently I melted. Don't get me wrong, I love soft kisses but I wanted more. Needed more.

I tangled my fingers into his hair and pulled. He opened his mouth to let out moan, which went straight to my dick, causing it to twitch in my pants. Harry kissed me harder and eventually sat on the couch next to me.

I had gone to twist my body so I could kiss him better but he grabbed my hips and pulled me on top of him. Butterflies shot through my body and I knew I was falling for him. Hard.

Not just his body and amazing kissing skills, but how he was clearly trying to make sure I was okay with what he was doing. I mean, yeah, I'd let him tie me up and fuck me into oblivion and to the point where I wouldn't be able to walk normally for weeks but I still love how he respects me.

But another, kinkier part of me wants him to take advantage of me. Abuse me. Use my body for his needs.

I don't care if he makes me cum--it'd be nice though--as long as he feels good.

"Harry." I whined, moving my hips side to side since I knew I would cum too easily if I grinded into him. Apparently he liked my movements because I could feel his dick get hard under me.

"Harry--ugh--please." I moaned. Next thing I know, Harry's hands stop my movements and he's staring at me with those, beautiful, dilated eyes. Then he leaned in a little bit and pressed a kiss behind my ear.

"Do you want me to touch you, darling?" He whispered in my ear as he brushed a strand of my curly hair out of my eyes. I nodded without thinking. Well, I thought about all the ways Harry could to touch me.

Before I knew it, he was moving his hands under my thighs and lifting me off the couch, only to put me back down on it. He kissed down my neck and on my collarbone, teasing the hem of my shirt. Harry suddenly dropped to his knees, which I wasn't fucking expecting.

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Hey, guys!!! Things are starting to get ✨spicy✨, no?

I will have some more fluff later, but next chapter will be smut and a tad bit of fluff. I'll have a ton of smut hopefully in the chapter after the next one, though.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!

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-Ash Clementine