Zodiac 》Harry Styles

✍5

"There she lays heart beating fast within, as we become one, skin to skin" (thought of that myself whhaaa)

*beginning "mature"*

Harry's POV

She lightly tugs on the handcuffs as my lips trail down her neck stopping at her breasts. I start sucking on the pink nipple, playing with it between my teeth watching her squirm in pain and pleasure while using my other hand the grope the other breast.

"Harry" She groans bringing her legs around my hips.

After playing with her breasts giving them both equal attention. I bring my left hand down her stomach. Her breath hitches with excitement bucking her hips up. Urging me to get closer to her heat. I couldn't help but moan at the sight.

Her dark brown hair sprawled over the pillows. Her hands cuffed to the headboard as her face was tinted pink. Her chest moving at an unsteady paste. She was beautiful.

I use my finger to trace her panty line before bringing my hand under the fabric to ghost my fingers against her folds. I press my thumb onto her clit and started doing circular motions on the throbbing nub. Her moans were music to my ears, pushing one finger in and teasing her with slow, steady thrusts. Adding another finger into her heat, I couldn't help but suppress the groan from escaping my lips.

Pumping my fingers in her soaking heat, loving the sounds of her moans. "Harry I'm gon-ugh"

"mm Ros-"

BEEP BEEP BEEP (haha)

I jolt awake, slamming my hand on the boisterous alarm clock, I would get rid of this obnoxious thing only if it wasn't a thoughtful gift given to me by my mum.

Trying to calm my rapid heart beat while using the back of my hand to wipe the sweat beads on my forehead. Closing my eyes for a second to only be flashed by my dream moments ago. Just the thought brought the blush forming from my neck crawling its way to my already pink cheeks.

Gripping a hold of the blanket, pulling it away from my body. I couldn't help but notice my hardened member. Running my hands over my face once more still shocked by my actions.

Meeting a girl was always a big thing for me. My confidence level is minuscule, which can also be the reason why I'm still a virgin stuck having heated fantasies with women who couldn't possibly feel the same.

Slowly getting out of my damp bed, the uneasy feeling on my lower region was absolutely dreadful because of the tight confines of my briefs. Shaking my head in disappointment, women shouldn't be thought of sexual beings that roam the earth. They should be seen as delicate butterflies, fluttering there silk like wings throughout the world avoiding the monstrosities the world must hold.

But yet, the images of her body flows through my mind, causing my manhood to ache even more. Her beautiful widen thighs around my torso. I just can't handle it, walking out of my room and straight into the bathroom.

Swiping my shower curtain to the side and twisting the knobs before jumping in. Goose bumps littered my skin as the cold water rinses off the thin layer of sweat off my body.

The cool water drops dripping down my nose as I force myself to ignore the tainted images flooding through my mind. Grabbing the washcloth and rinsing myself I was finally done.

I wrapped a towel around my waste and shake out my hair. Tugging on a pair of jeans and pulling a white shirt over my head while leaving the bathroom. Going over to my nightstand to retrieve my glasses, I wouldnt know what to do with myself if I left these things on the nightstand. I would feel lost, I wouldnt feel like myself. These glasses work as a disguise, shielding away my insecurities. Even though my lens are poked out, I still feel as though my soul is being blocked from the unnatural and artifcial colors of the world.