||smut warning||
It was Harry's first time visiting your parents house. He'd met your family briefly at your birthday party but never for long enough to get to know them, so this was the first time everyone was together properly.
You decided to go and visit your parents for the weekend as you hadn't seen them for a while, and after only being there for one night so far your parents had both already taken a shine to Harry but how could they not?
That morning, you and Harry came downstairs for breakfast together. Your family were sat at the table, both of you joined them, sitting on chairs opposite.
Harry began talking , making them laugh like he always would. Green eyes sparkling as he told a story. Through one set of laughter you felt something on your leg, his hand, rubbing up your knee, across the top then around the inner part of your thigh. What was he doing? His conversation continued as if nothing was happening, but under the table he slowly began to stir up underneath your silk dressing gown, feeling your bare skin and edging towards your pyjama shorts. You gulped, your heart racing but keeping as still as you could and staring right at him, feeling his every move and watching every expression on his face. Still, he never let go of eye contact with your family through all this. Carrying on, he began to rub his fingers in circles through your pyjama shorts , your body stiffened and you sat up straight, focussing on keeping quiet. You steadied your breathing, your hand on top of his until you couldn't take it anymore.
You shot up from the table "I'm getting a drink, want one Harry?" you said digging your nails into his hand. He nodded quickly, getting up from the table and following behind you into the kitchen.
You shut the door and right away he smacked his lips against yours but you pulled away.
"What on earth were you doing in there Harry?" you said angrily but trying to keep your voice quiet so your parents weren't to hear.
"Ugh baby" Harry groaned, his eyes staring at you "You just look so fucking good in that robe I couldn't help it" He twiddled with the belt of your silk robe, it was the first time you'd worn it since he'd bought it for you, and you now began to think maybe you should've waited until your family wasn't around to put it on for the first time.
"You, you can't just do that when my parents are right in the room... at the exact same table opposite us!" you said still in a hushed anger. "It's not even a 'sexy' dressing gown Harry, can't you contain yourself?"
"Not one bit" Harry spoke , kissing you again. He lifted you up onto the kitchen counter as you giggled when he kissed your neck more. He felt his hands down the slopes of your shoulders and behind your back, tracing his fingers in circles around your shoulder blades, moving slowly again towards your thighs.
"Stop Haz" you said playfully, turning his face away from your neck. He smiled and you both sighed. You wanted him just as bad as he wanted you, but you couldn't, not with your parents right in the other room. He lifted you down from the counter and you embraced him once more.
You both turned and walked back into the other room, where your parents told you they were going shopping for food.
"You're free to come if you like" your mum said with a smile.
You looked up at Harry, both of you thinking the same thing.
"No thank you, I think we'll stay here and watch a movie together" Harry smiled back, as your parents nodded, leaving to go and get ready to go out.
Twenty minutes later, you and Harry were sat snuggling on the couch as you heard the front door close. They were gone.
Immediately Harry kissed you, sitting up to get in a better position.
"You have no idea how much I've wanted this babe" he said already breathless, barely letting go between kisses. He felt over your breasts through your robe making you let out a slight moan, he grabbed hold of your pyjama shorts and pulled them off, you began to undo your robe "Keep it on" he whispered.
You arched your back and let out a louder moan as he began to rub his fingers around your clit, the way he knew always made you moan the most. Feeling your body squirm under his palm, he carried on.
"Fuck" you let out as he curled his finger inside of you, pumping it in and out slowly getting faster and faster. You felt yourself getting hotter and hotter as he continued, your eyes began to blur as he thrusted his finger more. Another finger entered you "oh- Harry... i-" you groaned before he began rubbing his fingers on your clit again with his other hand. You felt your stomach tighten as you heart raced, waves of pleasure making your hips buck, unable to control any of your sounds or movements.
"Harry - I'm gonna... cu..." you started, feeling your breaths flutter, gripping your hand in his curls as he got faster and faster rubbing you in figures of eight and shoving his fingers even deeper inside of you.
"Scream my name y/n , I want everyone to know it's me that makes you feel this way" Harry insisted. You were so close, you felt your body tense up as you quivered, one hand gripping tighter into the couch, the other getting even tighter into his hair
"Harry! Fuck! oh, oh - I- Harry!" you gasped, as he kept going, allowing you to ride out your orgasm.
He grinned as you sat for a second catching your breath. But you weren't done yet.
"Your turn" you announced before ripping off his t-shirt and biting his neck, leaving red bruises on his collarbones. He groaned as you felt over his pants, whilst he began to stiffen, he bit his bottom lip. You tucked your hand into his pants as you began to rub up and down him, he twitched and buried his head into the corner of your neck, kissing it softly through his groans . You took of his pants and boxers and continued rubbing, he pulled your head down gently as you began to suck his member
"shit y/n" he breathed out, pushing you back down again as you continued to slowly move your head up and down.
You continued, looking up a few times to look at his face as you moved quicker up his shaft, feeling with each touch his legs jerk and his stomach tense, he continued gripping onto your hair tighter and tighter the faster you got as he moaned, letting you know how good you were doing.
It was then when he moved you off him and brought himself on top of you, you felt thousands of tingles rush throughout your body as you were aroused again. He laid you on your back before opening your legs and thrusting himself deep into you. You whispered how good he felt on top of you as you ground into him the more he went deeper into you. Your chest flushed against his bare tattoos as you felt your core getting warmer again. He swiped his tongue against your lips and into your mouth. You let out more moans the longer it lasted. You wrapped your arms around his back unable to keep yourself steady the more waves of pleasure passed over you both.
"You sound so fucking good for me baby, keep on sounding this good for me" You'd both found your rhythm as you tried your hardest not to scream whilst his cock shifted up and down inside of you taking away your breaths. "oh god!" you moaned feeling your tension build getting close. He moaned over the top of you clearly close too. Your fingernails dug into his back making scratches appear but that was nothing as with each wave of pleasure were more moans when you breathed each other in holding tight.
"Harry! i-" You screamed out even louder
"Come all over me baby!" he calls out and within a matter of seconds you come, your eyes squeezed shut, everything tense until you let go. "fucking hell y/n!" he cried carrying on whilst even more pleasure hit you as you came multiple times. "so fucking good... i'm gonna-" You kiss him over and over feeling his face , encouraging him to cum "cum for me gorgeous" you whisper behind his ear , your hands behind his neck holding on firmly as you can, bodies still wrapped around each other keeping up the fast pace until he finally he let out a loud moan and cums inside you, kissing you passionately again before collapsing into your arms.
You sit together looking up at his face, glossy and glistening, his hair drenched and curly with sweat as you move it out of his deep eyes still cloudy and adjusting. Looking at him makes you remember how much you love him, how much you are in love with him, knowing you make him look this way with his damp skin and perfectly heavy breathing, and how he can make you look the same. Even though his head was still in a haze, he still looked just as gorgeous as ever, and it made you realise how there was no one else you'd rather spend this time with than him, he was all you ever wanted.
You both cuddled back up onto the sofa, a blanket covering you, your legs intertwined and hair a mess. Harry sighed as he rubbed his finger across your forehead kissing you gently.
"You mean so much to me, you know that beautiful" he whispered "I love you"
"I love you more"
