You woke up with a gasp. You were confused as to what was happening as your eyes tried adjusting to the dark room, but when you heard Harry hum against your neck it all came back to you.
You were in his bed. In his arms. In a relationship, officially, with this man.
The very thought caused you to grin ear to ear and well, maybe what he was doing was playing a part in it also. His large, warm hand was groping your left breast gently as he spooned you under the covers, neither of you having bothered putting clothes back on. In fact, you couldn't even remember how you'd fallen asleep. What time was it, anyway? It was still dark "You should know,..." your breath caught a bit as he dragged his wet lips up and down your throat before lapping at that perfect spot in the crook of your neck "I'm really not a morning person"
"It's not morning" he mumbled between kisses "It's the middle of the night"
You giggled silently at his wise ass remark "And why are you waking me up in the middle of the night, Harry?"
"Because I can" he bit your earlobe, his tone changing slightly. "Because now whenever I wake up hard and wanting, thinking about you, I can actually have you. And I'll have you again. And you'll take it, like a good girl that you are, aren't you baby sweetheart?"
"Fuck" you hissed under your breath as he pressed himself against your ass and you could feel just how hard it was, that coupled with the tone of his voice immediately got you wet "Where's all this stamina coming from? You're wiping the floor with guys my age" you couldn't help but tell him that. You knew it'd stroke his ego, but it was true. None of the men you'd been with, all of which were considerably younger, were even close to his sexual drive.
"You're with a real man now, sweetheart" he groaned groping your ass harshly "You'll find I'm quite insatiable, especially when it comes to you" he raised your left leg, resting it over his knee as he positioned himself just right behind you and guided himself through your folds "So perfect for me, my good girl. Look how ready you are for daddy already. Doesn't take much to get you going, does it? Always needing to be filled up nice and snug, aren't you?"
"Oh my fucking God" you threw your head back getting even closer to him and he snaked his hand up your torso and around your throat, squeezing slightly as he used you as leverage while he pushed himself into you. It still wasn't a fluid motion, and you didn't think it'll ever be, but that moment when he pushed past your barriers and got the thickest part of himself inside you made your breath catch and not because of his hand around your neck. He wasn't choking you, but the possessiveness of the act was doing unspeakable things to you "You're so big" you whined "I never think you're gonna fit, but then you do and oh, fuck" you were rambling and you could hear the silent chuckle deep in his chest
"How can I sleep when I could be fucking you instead?" he pushed further in "When you're right here, in my arms, in my bed, finally. Woke up and for a split second I forgot that you're all mine now, princess. The rush I felt when I remembered went straight to my cock" he moaned when you pushed back onto him, helping him set a steady pace. Not too fast, not too slow but definitely intense "If it were up to me, I'd never let you leave this bed. Want to fuck you all day long tomorrow. And the next day. You're not going anywhere this weekend. Gonna bury myself deep inside of you whenever I see fit. Don't want you wearing anything around the house but this t-shirt that's barely covering that perfect arse of yours. Want you smelling like sex, like us" he nuzzled your neck again as he sped up a little, his hand leaving your throat and grabbing your breast, tweaking your bud with his thumb
"So good, daddy" you moaned, arching your back "Want you inside me all the time. Fill me up. Want to be full of you. Want to feel you deep, so deep. Want to feel you in my tummy"
"Fuck, you're such a filthy little thing, aren't you. Asking me to go deeper, want me to wreck this pretty pussy of yours, don't you sweetheart? Want me to make sure you can't walk tomorrow? You're not going anywhere, anyway. Might as well" he grunted as he pounded into you mercilessly, holding you by your hipbone now, his fingers sinking into your skin so harshly that you knew he'd leave bruises.
"Yes, yes, fuck me good, daddy. Wish you'd never stop" you cried out and before you knew it he flipped you onto your stomach,and trapped you beneath his rock hard body. He didn't crush you, but he did rest some of his weight on you and it felt absolutely delicious. He pressed you deeper and deeper into the mattress with every thrust "Yes, oh God, just like that. Please!"
"Love it when you beg daddy to fuck you, baby" he brought all your hair to the side, ghosting his wet mouth over the shell of your ear "You're so close already, I can feel your little pussy fluttering around me. Feels so good, sweet girl. I can feel my cock hitting your womb like this. Like that? Like me deep, don't you?"
"Yes, yes" your voice muffled "Oh God, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come hard, daddy!"
"You're gonna come, and then you're gonna fall right to sleep with me still inside of you. And when I get hard again I'm gonna wake you right back up" he thrust his hot tongue in your ear at that and you cried out, spasming around him, your body convulsing the best it could while being pinned down deliciously.
He chased his own release, then, and as promised, you fell asleep feeling his cum slowly drip between the two of you as he pulled you to your sides with a contented sigh, making sure not to slip out.
And sure enough, he woke you up once more right before dawn. You were barely awake, and so was he, as he lazily moved inside you. No words were spoken as he kept a slow pace, sneaking his hand to your front and working your clit with a feather-like touch. You were all sticky from previously, the room smelled of sex and sleep and you didn't even open your eyes the whole time. You cried out when you came, somehow not having expected your orgasm to hit you that hard, it all felt like a fever dream. He buried his head in your neck and bit down on your shoulder when he followed, but made no move to remove himself once more, and you couldn't imagine anything more perfect.
*
You were woken up with sweet pecks all over the side of your face and the smell of Harry's aftershave jolted you awake more than anything else. You didn't open your eyes, opting to bury your face in the pillow, mumbling "I thought I told you I'm not a morning person"
He chuckled lightly "It's noon. C'mon. Get up, sweetheart. I'm getting lonely" he whined playfully and you couldn't help but open one eye to peak at him
"Wow. Stooping to cheap tearjerkers now"
He grinned "But it's true. C'mon. I made you coffee. A fresh pot. The one I originally made went stale waiting for you to wake up already"
You rolled your eyes and turned on your other side, away from him "Five more minutes"
"Y/N, don't make me pull this duvet off of you! If I do then you really won't be getting out of bed anytime soon" he warned
"Is that supposed to be a threat?"
At that he yanked the covers off of you, you were quick to grab at them but just barely, and now your ass was hit with the cold harsh reality of this morning-slash-noon "Harry!" you squealed playfully but the humor was short lived when you felt his palm land on your behind in one swift motion "Ow!" you jumped away from his touch but he caught your ankle and dragged you towards the edge of the bed
"Fuck, you need a shower, princess. You're all sticky still" he groaned as he flipped you over, exposing you to him thoroughly "I know another way I could rid you of that mess between your thighs, though" he added, huskily
"Oh my God! Ok, fine, I'll get up! Please, I still feel like I need to sleep for at least another day to fully recover"
He chuckled and you could see his chest inflate, his ego threatening to burst free "Alright, I'll take pity on you this once" he leaned over, his arms on each side of your face and bent to kiss you
"No! Morning breath!" you turned your head to the side and managed to wiggle your way underneath him and into the en suite leaving behind an amused Harry
After your shower you made your way into the kitchen where he was standing at the island, on his laptop, those same glasses back on his face and, although you were deliciously sore you couldn't be immune to that image.
"What did you do with my clothes?" you huffed, strutting inside in that same t-shirt he gave you to wear to bed, your hands on your hips
"I told you I want you wearing nothing but that this weekend, didn't I?" he looked at you over the rim of his glasses and gestured for you to go over and hop on the counter
You did as instructed and no sooner did you hop on next to his laptop that he framed your jaw and brought you in for a proper kiss "Don't like you denying me kisses" he muttered as he pulled away just slightly, his lips still hovering over you
"I hadn't brushed my teeth yet!"
"Were you serious about that?" he furrowed his brows, pulling further back "I couldn't give a single fuck about that, Y/N. Do you, really?"
"No, I don't" you lowered your gaze a little, feeling silly for having fretted about something like that "I'm sorry"
He smiled "There's nothing to be sorry for. Just wanna kiss my girlfriend. C'mere"
Your lips clashed against his and you both couldn't stop smiling in order to kiss properly "I like how that sounds" you whispered between kisses
"Mmm. You're telling me?" he raised his eyebrows looking at you from underneath his long lashes. His eyes looked extra green that morning, or was it the thick black frame of his glasses that was making them pop? Either way, he looked too good to be true. Clean shaven, which you weren't against, as long as you got to see the scruff back in a short while, his hair was still disheveled but looked effortlessly amazing, and he'd put back on his shorts and t-shirt. Which reminded you-
"How about you at least give me those panties you stole, again. Have they even dried? Why'd you have to keep them in your pocket, you deranged man?" you palmed his pockets and finally found what you were looking for, but it was not lost on you that he was already getting hard just by kissing you
"You found them way too quickly" he teased "I think you should search some more, who knows what else you might find in there"
You barked out a laugh. "Are you always like this?"
"Like what?" he toyed with the hem of your t-shirt, acting all innocent
"Is sex really on your mind constantly? Never met someone quite as horny" you raised an eyebrow, swatting his hand away
"It is when you're around... Or away, for that matter" he grinned devilishly and you laughed again, shaking your head in mock disdain
You made to hop off the counter and maybe extricate yourself somehow so that you could put on said panties, but he kept you in place "Where do you think you're going?"
"Wanna put these on, if you must know"
He creased his brows "Tsk. We talked about this"
"No, you talked about this. I want to place a barrier between myself and the place where you eat"
"Now there's a concept" he groaned, leaning into you and you scoffed incredulously
"Don't even go there! C'mon. I was promised coffee"
His shoulders sagged in defeat as he let you hop off the counter "Why do I get the feeling that we got this the other way around. You're supposed to be the young, eager one. Or are you tired of me already?" he pouted playfully
You squinted your eyes at him and couldn't help but notice a tinge of vulnerability in his own. Was this why he'd fucked you countless times already in the short timespan you'd been there? Was he afraid you were going to grow tired of him, did he feel like he had to prove his stamina to you somehow?
"I'll show you young and eager" you whispered menacingly, never leaving his eyes as you sank to your knees in front of him. His eyes widened as he watched you use your panties to tie your hair up in a messy bun, the t-shirt hunched up around your waist, putting on a proper show for him
You yanked his shorts down his legs without warning, gasping when his cock sprang free, hitting his navel with how hard he was already "Fuck. How can I ever grow tired of you? Look at you" you stared at his manhood, and still wondered how in hell he ever got it to fit inside you. He was massive. You'd probably never get over it. He hissed when you grabbed his shaft running your palm over his tip and spreading his precum all over "Fuck, you're hard as steel. How is it even possible?" you'd meant that mainly for yourself but you knew Harry had a praise kink, you'd figured that out early on and you weren't going to keep quiet especially since you meant every word "I can barely walk. And here you are, unscathed at full mast" you took him inside your wanting mouth, moaning at the feeling of having his heavy, velvety smooth cock in your mouth, swiping your tongue around his tip before pulling back "C'mon. Feed me, daddy. Haven't had anything to break my fast yet. Want it to be your hot cum shooting down my throat"
"Fuck" he groaned loudly, tugging at the nape of your neck, burying his fingers in your tied up hair there "When'd you get so vocal all of a sudden, hm?"
"I have my moments" you shrugged "Want you to shut me up now, though" you opened your mouth wide and stuck your tongue out waiting for him to fuck it properly and he didn't miss a beat. He thrust past your lips and kept a slow rhythm at first, but when you grabbed his ass and urged him deeper he wasn't hesitant to deliver.
You gagged around him, trying your best to breathe through your nose but that only made him lose his mind and fuck your mouth even harsher. The sounds he was making were absolute bliss, and you could feel yourself drip down your thighs, it was a massive turn-on getting him off like this. You moaned as you felt him get closer and closer and knew that'd tip him off the edge, and when he came, you made sure you took him as deep as possible so that he could shoot right down your throat and avoid having him overspill in your mouth like the previous time. You'd meant to take him fully, to bury your nose in his navel but it was simply not possible. You doubted it was humanly possible for anyone to manage such a feat, but you were determined to try your best every time anyway.
He pulled out, letting out a laughter under his breath "Fuck me... You're too good at this for your own good"
You smirked, licking your lips and he helped you up, kissing you thoroughly as soon as you were standing on your shaky legs "I love it" you spoke against his lips, kissing him some more "Love everything you do to me"
He groaned, pulling you in closer but you pulled away "Gotta give me some actual food now, if you want me to work up my energy"
"Thought you weren't a breakfast kinda girl"
"I am when I'm fucked halfway into my grave"
He chuckled "Alright. Fair's fair. I'll throw something together. Gotta make a fresh pot of coffee for the third time this morning, though"
"I'll make the coffee" you offered with a final peck as you pulled away and went searching in his cabinets
You caught him staring as you turned around, and surprisingly, he wasn't ogling your ass that had been briefly on display as you reached for the ground coffee "What?"
He shook his head, giving you a lopsided smile "Just... wish you hadn't found the coffee right away. Like seeing you here, in my kitchen"
You couldn't help the blush that was spreading over your cheeks as you returned the smile and went on to make coffee as promised while he looked for stuff in his fridge. You eyed what ingredients he was pulling out and realized he was probably going to make an omelette.
He cracked the eggs open into a bowl and stared at them for a long moment "Y/N?"
"Hm?"
He finally glued his eyes away from the bowl. "Do I need to run out to the pharmacy?"
"Why? What's wrong?"
He gave you a pointed look "Do I need to get you a Plan B?"
"Oh" you stammered "Oh, no. It's fine. I'm... on the pill. And I'm clean. I, uhm. I..." he tilted his head to the side waiting for you to get the words out "I've always used a condom on top of that"
He nodded, searching your face "'m sorry. Should've discussed this properly beforehand. Pretty reckless that we didn't, I never skip protection. I mean, besides my ex wife. And that was a long time ago"
"Ok, so we're good" you perked up, trying to lighten the mood "It's fine. I would've said something had it not been. And I trust you, I knew you weren't going to skip it had there been any... issues"
"Still pretty irresponsible" he muttered under his breath as he resumed whisking the eggs in the bowl and you poured the fresh coffee into two mugs, taking your time to do so
"Do you... not trust me?" you asked, your voice small
"Of course I do"
"Then why is this an issue?"
"It's not. I'm just... thinking"
"What about?"
He inhaled audibly "I'm thinking about what Emily might have done in that situation, and how I hope she never has to feel like she has to make a decision like that in the heat of the moment" he looked at you then, and he looked apologetic for having brought that up
"Hey, that's a legit concern. I'm sure she's very capable of making good decisions, though. She's too much like you not to. By the way" you remembered, "What's she doing for her birthday?"
"Her birthday? Why'd you ask?"
You gave him a look "Well, isn't it today?"
Harry's brows furrowed as he poured the wicked, seasoned eggs into a heated pan "No. Not for another 4 months, it isn't" he searched for a spatula then turned to look at you "Hey. Are you alright?" he smiled, his brows furrowed in confusion "You look like you've seen a ghost"
"I didn't but I probably will after I kill my idiot brother" you muttered
He sighed exasperatedly "Did he mistook her birthday for today? ... What a piece of work"
You cleared your throat "Something like that"
"Speaking of work..." he glanced at you as he flipped the omelette. Your stomach was churning, it smelled amazing. You couldn't remember the last time you'd been actually salivating over scrambled eggs "I wanna run something by you"
"Shoot"
He turned off the stove and placed the pan to the side "I was going to leave tomorrow. For California"
"Oh?"
"I have a client there, and she requested I'd go work for this project on site. She's renovating her mansion. I also did the previous design. She wants a whole new approach. She's vacationing in Europe and wants me to go in while she's gone and rethink the whole thing"
"Wow. That sounds like a lot of thinking to be thought"
He smiled and went to grab some plates. "I was uhm... Wondering if maybe you'd want to come along" when he didn't hear you reply he turned around with the pan in his hands. You'd sat down at the table, having placed the plates on their respective mats "Y/N? Did you hear me?"
You looked up at him and then back to your plate as he poured half the omelette onto it and then the rest onto his "Yeah"
He dropped the plate into the sink and then sat next to you at the table, bringing cutlery along "So, what do you say?"
"I mean... I got my work..."
"But you can work remote. The timezone difference is just one hour. I think you'd like it there" when you didn't look up at him and kept staring at your plate he added "You can say no, it's totally fine. It just... doesn't feel right to go away when..." he reached out and grabbed your hand gently "When we only just began, you know?"
You looked at him then, and you realized he was waiting for you to say something, but words just weren't coming out, your mouth closing and opening several times with no result. The fact that your brother had lied about the money you lent him was still fresh in your mind and now to have Harry land this huge proposition on you... You felt overwhelmed
"Hey. 'M'sorry. You don't have to make up your mind right away" he kissed your hand with a smile on his face but you could tell he was disappointed that you hadn't shown any enthusiasm at his invitation "Dig in, it's getting cold"
And you should've said something, anything to explain your momentary inability to form a coherent phrase. But you were too afraid to. So you just gave him a small smile and began eating your omelette, your appetite suddenly gone.
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A/N: mainly smut, a bit of plot if you squint. sorry not sorry😅
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