|Mar 06 - 16 hours ago -|
There’s a lot! Anything else you’d like in it? It’ll help me find the right one(:
I’m going to go read these now☺️Lol thank youuuuu -Nina XxI’ve read all of those besides like 2 lol ~ Styles
Still looking out for fanfic recommendations!!
Wattpad/Tumblr they can even be your stories!!
Yeah I want to read some too :3- Nina Xx
~ Styles xxxxxxxx
|Mar 04 - 2 days ago -|
Seven months. For seven months I had been working alongside Harry as his teacher’s aid. While some days had been tedious or frustrating, I have to admit I’ve loved every single one.
Today had been one of the slow ones, unfortunately.
“Hey, baby.” I heard a deep voice echo off the walls of the small study room I was occupying at the campus library. Tonight we were going to be grading a test all the students had taken this past week.
“Hi.” I sighed out, already tired and stressed from the fifty plus I had burned through waiting for him to arrive.
“Uh oh, what’s wrong?” Harry chuckled softly as he sat in the chair beside me, looking down at the paper in front of me tattooed in red ink. Another failure.
“Over half of all the ones I’ve done so far have gotten below thirty percent!” I tried to keep my voice low, not to disturb the rooms on both sides of ours. “It’s such simple concepts as well, I just don’t get how some people could do so horribly, Harry. It was open book.”
He tilted his head back and barked out a laugh before slapping his hand over his mouth. “They’re stupid sophomores, Y/n, don’t get too upset. It’s the simplest maths class in the entire university, what do you expect?” He began to rub his hand over the top of my back.
“Something better than this, obviously. I took the problems from the box they used, Haz! I-I.. It just pisses me off, okay? It’s like I’m giving them a free grade here, an easy out, and they fuck it all up.” I shake my head quickly to rid myself of the onset rage. “How have you put up with them for as long as you have?”
“Well.. I used to be like you and get a bit upset when they did things like this. I knew they couldn’t all be that empty headed.” He shrugged his thin shoulders before his arm draped over mine.
“And now? What do you do now?” I asked him desperately, looking for a solution to take away from the feeling of personal failure. As soon as the smirk graced his cherry red lips I knew it wouldn’t be anything to help me with this.
“Now I just push all that to the back of my mind and fuck you as hard as I can to fight the urge to slam their heads against their desks every day.” He uses his hand on the edge of my arm to pull me closer to him, to which I immediately groaned and pushed him away.
“God, Harry. I don’t know why I could ever expect you to actually act like a professional for once. I’m feeling horrible about this, and you make a joke of our sex life?” My eyes roll at him before the pen is back in my hands and crossing more wrong answers out.
From the corner of my eye I can see him stand and leave the room. Good riddance. No help to me anyways. Ever since our little snag with Niall my first day, me and Harry have been keeping our relationship a little more discreet. As in no more public sex , period.
I lost all the need for adventure and thrill after he took me home and made love to me the night of our first date. It was so amazing I had never craved for anything else but that. While his sexual appetite was not so easily soothed with only slow sweet sex like mine, we still had it my way very often.
There were times when we got a little..kinky of course, we had started out that way, but those were reserved for when I decided Harry had been a good boy. Which surprisingly, wasn’t very often.
It had been twenty minutes before my beanpole of a boyfriend finally came back. I was just about ready to chew him out for leaving me to do this alone when I saw he didn’t come empty handed.
“What’s all that?” I point the end of my pen at the brown paper bag in his hand and the drink tray in the other.
“Just some stuff to help you relax, babe.” He set the cardboard tray in front of me and told me the one on the left was mine. As I pulled the plastic lid off the paper cup, the sweet smell of Jasmine Tea filled my nostrils. My favorite and only tea I will ever drink. A very happy smile found residence on my face and soft sigh left my lips.
“Thank you, I really needed this.”
“Trust me, I know. Your forehead was doing that wrinkle thing it does when you need to chill the fuck out. It’s your tell tale sign.” I didn’t even give him the honor of glancing at him, too enthralled in my hot drink to even reply. “Also got other stuff to help ease some tension as well.”
I waved him off and closed my eyes to try and sink further into relaxation. I completely ignored his presence when the rustling bag, metal clinking, and soft swearing filled the room.
“Y/n, are you ready?” I heard from somewhere behind me.
“Hmm?” I hummed confused. “For what, Haz?” Thats when I felt it.
There was a silk cloth draped and tied over my face before I could open my eyes properly.
“Harry Styles, what the fuck do you think you’re doing!” I nearly screeched as I tried to find the table to set my drink down.
“Shhh, don’t want to get caught, Y/n.” I dropped my jaw in surprise at his words. My mistake. The second my lips parted a rubber ball gag was shoved in my mouth to fill the space.
I screamed and tried to claw it with one hand when my drink was taken and both hands found each other in the palm of one of his.
“Tisk tisk tisk. Naughty girl trying to stop the present Daddy is so graciously giving to her. This is for you, baby girl. This is Daddy helping you relieve stress.” My breathing increases drastically once my hands had been bound in silk similar to that on my face. My senses were already in hyper mode as Harry lifted me from the seat and laid me down on the floor. “Stay here, baby. Daddy’s going to lock the door and make sure no one interrupts us.”
I found myself praying that we wouldn’t get caught. I couldn’t live through the embarrassment a second time, even after half a year since the first time. I must have been very lost in my thoughts because I felt my whole body jolt in shock when I felt his hands making quick work of pulling my pants and panties down to my knees. After he took off my shoes, they were tugged the rest of the way off my body, leaving me bare and exposed to this man.
“Such a beauty, Y/n. How did I ever get so lucky of being assigned to have you work for me?” His warm touch travelled between the knees I was trying to keep pressed together. “You know how I feel about being denied, baby. Don’t make Daddy angry.” He growled lowly as he shoved both of my legs far and wide. “There we go.”
His hands roamed the expanse of my naked thighs, drifting closer to my core, but never touching. It was a game he often played with me. See how long he can drag out the torture, how wet he can make me before I cry and beg him to touch me. I tried to make as much noise as I could around the rubber to let him know I’m already there.
His rumbling laugh informed me that my message was received. I suppose the two fingers shoved inside of me were a good signal as well.
“Always so wet for me, baby girl. Always so ready for me.” His thumb was pressed into my clit and my back arched. I preened at the sensation and rocked down into him so he wouldn’t stop. “Don’t worry, there’s more. I wouldn’t risk all of this just to finger fuck you.”
Harry pulled his hand from my dripping heat and pushed my arms above my head. He shoved my shirt up to my armpits and pulled my bra over my tits as well. They hung out and were pressed down due to the bra still half over them. His hands brushed my nipples lightly, hardening them so quickly I was a little flustered.
“There we go, exactly how I want you.” He drug his fingertips over my stomach before I felt his touch disappear altogether. I couldn’t stop the displeased whine even if I tried. “I know, Y/n. But you need to wait a second, Daddy needs to get ready, too.”
With those words the room was filled with the clanking of his belt becoming undone and his zipper being pulled down. I panted in agony for what felt like an eternity before I felt the hard tip of his leaking cock press against me. An animalistic moan was muffled into the gag when he slowly pushed the head into me.
“Fuck!” He whispered out in a low moan. “So warm.” My walls were being stretched beautifully around his thick girth. I had grown slightly accustomed to the feel of his dick but never the initial stretch we went through every time. He was simply too big to get used to.
A few shallow thrusts later and he was buried fully within me. I brought my bound hands up to where I thought his chest might be, and knowing his preferences, I was right. My arms soon found a way around his neck and he hid his face in mine.
I had honestly been expecting him to ram into me at any moment, but when his thrusts remained slow and deep, I knew what he was doing. The thought alone made me let out a moan. “I’m gonna make love to you on this floor, Y/n. We’re gonna do it your way, okay?” He made his point by pulling out and pushing back in a little quicker but still how I like it.
I felt myself nod without thought and my vision was regained. “I’m gonna uncuff you and uh, stuff so we can do it for real. But you have to be good and quiet, Y/n.” I searched his eyes and nodded again. My hands were the second thing to be freed and then the gag was removed. His slightly chapped lips met my own and his thrusts began again.
“I love you so much, Harry.” I moaned softly into his mouth. My hips rolled up into him, synchronizing our movements further.
“Fuck, I love you, too.”
I bit my lip to hold in the noises threatening to escape once he brushed my g-spot repeatedly. “H-harry..Gonna cum. Shit, I’m gonna cum.”
His forehead is laid on mine as our eyes lock, him silently giving me the permission I needed to release. The soft gasp that left my lips and the constriction of my walls must have been the pushed he needed as well. I could feel the wet warmth of Harry’s orgasms filling me, loving the jittery sensation it left me with.
“Jesus, Y/n.” His mouth perked up into a sated smile as he pulled out of me, his breath still lost. I couldn’t find the words to voice my thoughts, so a sigh was all I could give him. “Better?”
I sat up and watched him retrieve a pack of baby wipes from his bag and clean himself quickly before his pants were back on. “So much.” I nodded tiredly as he began to wipe the mess from my body as well. “What, um..what happened? You changed like half way through.”
“What?” He looked up at me, confused.
“You had me gagged on a library floor, Harry. You were calling yourself ‘Daddy’ and getting all brooding and controlling. And then all of a sudden it wasn’t just sex anymore.” I shrugged as I fixed my bra and shirt.
“Oh.” His face lit up in realization before continuing his clean up mission. “Well that stuff was just to get you naked and ready. I knew you wouldn’t have done it if had just say ‘Let’s fuck on the floor so you won’t lose your mind.’” He patted my hip to tell me to lift my ass so he could bring my panties all the way up.
“Clearly I wouldn’t have.”
“Yeah, right. So then, after I got you into position and stuff, I made it about you. Did what you liked. I had already said it was about you, Y/n.”
I had no real response so I stood and pulled my jeans up before sliding my shoes on my feet. He then wiped down the gag and returned everything to the bag.
“I probably could have waited until we got home and just left you with the tea, but that’s not my style.” I heard him call from the other side of the room, seeing as I was back in my original spot, packing up the tests.
“No it’s really not, is it?” I crinkled my nose at him and laughed. “Such a horny pig, Harry. A horny exhibitionist pig.” I laughed even harder when I saw the pout that he was sporting when he came over to me.
“Heeey! I’m not a pig.” I kissed the pout from his lip and pat his cheek.
“Sure, Haz. ‘Course you’re not.”
His tongue shot out of his mouth at me and I nipped at it playfully before I found it in my mouth moments later.
After a few more brief but steamy kisses, we excused ourselves from the library and began the short journey to our shared apartment, de-stressed and ready to spend the rest of the night cuddled up and thanking fate for intertwining our lives together.
There it is! They finally have actual sex!
I don’t like this very much, but after starting over completely so many times, this was the the best of them.
- dirtyxtalkxwithxonedirection xx
Yes I have not too long ago :) she’s thinking of a part 3 and maybe another story so idk right now but it is a possibility!!!!
~ Styles x
|Mar 03 - 3 days ago -|
It doesn’t bother me at all! here it is x - Vera :)
Day 7 Afternoon part 2 (weekend)
"Come in," Paul says from the other side of the door Louis’ just knocked on.
With the six of us we are welcomed in his hotelroom on the floor above us. He called for a meeting about thirty minutes ago so Liam informed us about it while we were still laying in Louis’ bed. It’s a bit odd to meet Paul right after what happened this weekend, although he doesn’t even have the slightest idea what’s going on a floor beneath his.
"Ah, welcome guys. Have a seat."
He smiles warmly and gestures to the sofa where we’re supposed to sit down. I raise an eyebrow at the couch that can barely hold four people where he wants the six of us to sit. Harry has caught up with my confused look and takes my hand before sitting down and pulling me on his lap. I wince slightly when my bum lands on his hard thighs, a little sore from not so long ago.
Harry chuckles at my reaction and I playfully swat his arm, but he doesn’t budge and keeps it wrapped around my waist.
"Poor you." he whispers cheekily and I giggle.
"Watch out, I’ve seen you in worse states than mine." I whisper back, smirking at him. My insides flutter when I notice that his playful side has returned and just the feeling of his warm body behind me causes me to relax. He’s getting better already.
"Okay guys, sorry for disturbing you but we had a slight change in plans for the upcoming week so I was just going to run through them okay?" Paul says, handing out sheets of paper with schedules on them.
"Tomorrow we’ll leave this hotel and get on the bus to continue the tour. You will have evening shows every day of the week and also two afternoon shows on tuesday and thursday. Tuesday night we’ll leave right after the concert so we’ll arrive in the morning on the next stop. Same routine for thursday and on saturday morning we’ll take the plane and fly to Europe. Clear so far?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.
"What’s different?" Liam asks curiously.
"Just the times we’re leaving for the next city have changed and the flight is earlier than planned. That’s it." Paul explains.
The boys nod and all I can do is nod along. It’s all fine with me, really.
"Then, when we’re in Europe, you’ll be having lots more interviews and photoshoots than here in the UK so I trust Amy to keep an eye on the schedule and make sure you get there on time." Paul continues, looking directly at me, "I’ll hand you the information for them somewhere this week so it’s your job as a personal assistant to make sure everything goes well."
"Okay." I say, letting him know that I heard and understood him.
A few smaller things are being discussed and not even 15 minutes later we’re excused from Paul’s room. As soon as the door closes behind us, I sigh deeply. Even though Paul didn’t know anything of our activities, there still was some tension between us and now that we’ve left the room it can be released.
"Well, that was odd." Liam mumbles, also exhaling deeply. We walk to the elevators, ready to go back to our floor.
"Pfff, tell me something." Niall says, running a hand through his hair.
"I didn’t expect it to go about our schedule, I was more prepared for a lecture about what we’ve been doing." Louis says.
Harry gniffles. “So tense, I thought he could see it from our faces.”
It feels so comfortable with them around that you’d almost forget Louis and Niall are actually in power.
I giggle along with their chuckles while we enter the elevator. Liam reaches out to push the button to the floor below this one, but Louis stops him.
"We’re going out to eat before finishing our weekend." he says, pushing the button that leads to the main floor instead. Harry and I share a surprised look before my gaze slides down his torso.
His sweatpants and t-shirt are looking like he just got out of bed, but then I realize we all probably look the same. They aren’t the most appropriate clothes for dinner, considering their status, but it should do.
"Where we’re going?" I ask, curious if they have a special place in mind.
"There’s a small cafe down the block, they have the best pizzas according to the guy behind the desk in the lobby." Niall says with the biggest smile in ages. I guess they had a good talk about food together.
Harry chuckles, wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me into his frame. I happily lean my head in the crook of his neck to inhale his scent.
Right before we step out of the elevator, I place a kiss on his neck, untangling myself from his embrace. After all, we’re still in a public area and we wouldn’t want paparazzi to take pictures of us being intimate.
We walk out of the hotel and quickly reach the cafe Niall was recommended. The friendly waiter guides us to a booth in the back and we settle, me next to Louis and - of course - Harry, the others on the other side.
After ordering our drinks and pizzas, a rather awkward silence downs on our table. What do you talk about when you’re in a situation like ours?
The weather? No. News? Mwah. Everything that happened in the last 42 hours? No thanks. Although it’ll be discussed later, I don’t doubt it.
"Well this is awkward," Louis mumbles, looking at us individually. "You can talk, you know that right?"
"Yeah, but everything I think of saying is somehow related to this." Liam says slightly frustrated, motioning with his hand at the last word.
Niall chuckles. “It’s actually pretty funny how caught up we are in all this. There’s barely room for normal stuff like games and going out.”
The others chuckle and nod, agreeing with Niall. Now that I think off it, it’s been a while since I’ve been out. At least, it feels a long time ago.
"I just think it’s such a big deal right now because it’s so new to all of us. I mean, it’s only been a week so yes, it’s very exciting and all but I think it’ll get normal soon. Just a part of the daily routine." Liam says. He’s been putting lots of thought into this, apparently.
"I hope so, or I’ll might in physical trouble." I say, smiling wickedly afterwards. They laugh, catching up with my joke. Yeah, I was actually a little funny.
"Oh well, if the need is high, we could always use the ice cubes again." Harry says, causing another round of laughter from our booth.
"At least they worked." Zayn says.
Soon, dinner arrived and we happily ate it, relaxing before we made our way back to the appartment again.
We awkwardly stand in the middle of the kitchen, surrounding the counter so we can all look at each other. I find my eyes on Niall, who wiggles his eyebrows. I can’t surpress a laugh at his expression and somehow everyone is eyeing each other suspiciously, almost as if we’re checking each other out.
And I can’t deny I’m not checking them out. I mean, one look at each of them is enough to have my stomach knot together at their sexiness and apparently they feel the same thing.
Niall shuffles closer to me, placing a hand on my lower back. I smile at him and see his head’s inching closer. Without thinking I lean in slowly until our lips brush and part for a slow, hungry kiss. His fingertips gently travel up and down my spine, but everything goes so slow and sensual that I’d completely forgotten about the others in the room.
Niall’s heavenly lips leave mine and he just smiles at me before saying: “Come with me to the bedroom, yeah?”
I nod and he guides me out of the kitchen towards the largest bedroom of the appartement. Harry’s.
He lays me down on the large bed, crawling onto it next to me. He lays on his side, stomach pressed against my body as he wraps an arm around my waist before bending down to kiss me again.
"I just love your kisses so much." he whispers in between two of them. I giggle, causing our mouths to disconnect.
"What?" he asks indignantly, a huge smile on his face.
"Then we should kiss." you say with a playful shrug of your shoulders. He grins before leaning in again and rolling on top of you so he can rest between your legs while kissing you.
"Move over." another voice says, which I recognize as Louis’. My eyes widen when I see him standing next to the bed with Harry. Well, standing.
Harry is being pushed onto the bed next to me and Louis point at him sternly. “Stay there and don’t move a muscle.”
Harry nods, breathing heavily through his nose. Louis leaves the room, but my attention is diverted back to Niall when he wraps his long fingers around my breast and squeezes it. I moan, my nipples hardening under his touch.
"I’m not going to make this very long, so take off your clothes, love." he says, rolling off me to take off his own clothing. I don’t hesitate in obeying him, getting rid of my clothes quickly. I relax back on the sheets, glancing at Harry quickly. He’s laying on his back, chest heaving quite rapidly. Apart from turning his head to eye me and Niall, he remains still, obeying completely to Louis’ commands.
Something about Harry being so submissive is sparking my excitement. Whatever he does or is told to do, whether he’s submissive or playing dominant, it’s turning me on, no matter what.
Harry just turns me on.
Two hands on my hips bring me back and Niall pulls me down the bed, until my behind is just resting on the matress. With a naughty smirk he grabs my knees and brings them to my chest, exposing me completely to him.
"You look so hot, Amy." he says, before ducking down and plunging his tongue inside, causing me to moan loudly.
It circles and licks all around my heat, before dipping in and curling up in an attempt to touch my g-spot. He groans, sending vibrations through my core, when he just can’t reach it.
Niall stands up and leaves me breathless, my high so very close that I almost forget how to breath. He smiles excitedly, stroking himself a few times before he sinks in.
Lube is unnecessary because I’m wet enough so he bottoms out smoothly.
"How flexible are you?" he asks, keeping himself steadily buried inside as he leans forward, his upperbody pressing against my legs on my chest. "Flexible enough for a kiss in this position?"
I lean up, connecting our lips briefly to show him I can handle that. “Of course.”
He starts rocking his hips in quick but short motions, remaining deep inside me with every thrust. Perfectly angled as he’s touching my g-spot almost constantly.
I can’t help the moans slipping from my lips while he works me up, not even startled by the door opening again and Louis entering the room with Zayn and Liam trailing behind him. For a second they’re surprised but soon recover and the looks in their eyes are lustful.
"You, get him undressed." Louis says, pointing at Zayn before motioning towards Harry. "And you’re going to undress me and yourself."
The last command was thrown at Liam, who blushes slightly when our eyes meet shortly.
But Niall’s rhythm changes, going a little faster as before and suddenly I realize how close I am.
"Fuck Niall, I’m gonna come!" I moan, tangling my fingers in his hair to pull his mouth to mine in a lustful kiss. I feel his hand sliding between my legs and the rough surface of his thumb on my clit has me moaning his name loudly when I tumble over the edge.
He doesn’t still as I’m riding out my high, instead he goes slow and deep, touching completely different spots than before. It results in something I haven’t experienced before as my legs tremble against my chest with my new high approaching quickly.
"Ni- shit!..I’m gon- gonna come again…" I says in gasps, my voice faltering everytime Niall bottoms out. He grunts lowly, before pulling out all of a sudden and lapping at my heat with his tongue before I even missed him there. With a few flicks of his tongue on my clit I’m crying out again, the feeling overwhelming me.
When Niall allows me a moment to breath, I feel my core clenching involuntarily. And I thought the sex was getting too cliché, too boring…
IKR it’s amazing!! Hopefully Vera updates soon ;) lol
Thank you love! How about now? ;) - Vera xx
|Mar 02 - 4 days ago -|