Interesting

I really like this

Happy 28th Birthday Harry!

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This is funny 😄

This is literally today’s energy

“Thank tou for listening to the album, you are getting kicked out” is exactly the vibe of the door today

This so good, I’m sweating

can you write about seatbelt ;) (car shiz)

ngl, i forgot all about this but I saw a video on tiktok about Harry driving and ya know... the gears started turning... so- also not proofread but-

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Late night drives were your favorite. Especially when Harry was the one driving. You hadn't been able to see each other in a few weeks due to your conflicting schedules, so when Harry found out that both of you were off tomorrow, he couldn't wait much longer.

It was around 1AM when your phone rang. You were already asleep but when you saw his name on your screen, you immediately picked up the phone.

"What are you doing, baby?" He rasped and you smiled, your eyes still shut.

You loved when he called you baby. It was just something about the way he said it that warmed you from the inside out every single time.

"I was asleep, Harry," you huffed, rolling over on your back and tossing your arm over your eyes, "I worked a double today."

"Aww," He cooed and you could hear the sound of his car's engine in the background. For a moment, you thought you were hallucinating. That is until he spoke up again, "I was hoping to see you tonight, but if you're too tired..."

Your eyes shot open and you turned your head to look at the window. Lights casted through the glass and over your room as Harry pulled into your driveway.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Come see me, darling."

You were out of bed in record time. You grabbed your hoodie from the foot of your bed and slipped on your shoes at the front door, making sure to lock the door on your way out.

He got out the moment he saw you, meeting you halfway with a huge smile on his face. You threw your arms around him and his arms circled your waist, lifting you off of your feet as he buried his face into your neck.

"I missed you so much," He mumbled, inhaling your scent.

"I missed you more," You said as he gently sat you down on your feet.

"Ride with me?"

You didn't even have to say anything. He grabbed your hand and opened the car door for you. Once you were in, he leaned down and pecked your lips, a look of adornment on his face as he stared at you.

He drove around aimlessly for the next thirty minutes. You talked and he listened, he talked and you listened. You just enjoyed each other’s company. Eventually, you ran out of things to talk about but the silence was comfortable. You always felt comfortable around Harry.

He pulled into an empty parking lot and turned off the engine. You took in your surroundings, shaking your head, and chuckled when you noticed his horrible parking.

"You've been driving for years and you still don't know how to park," You teased, turning to face him.

"It's been a long day," He sighed, leaning all the way back in his seat.

You hummed and nodded, "I get it."

He turned his head and stared at you, his eyes raking over your body and lingering on your thighs. You were just in your pajama shorts and the only thing you were wearing underneath your hoodie was a thin tank top. When Harry said he was outside, the last thing you was worried about was changing your clothes.

"I really did miss you," He said, his hand reaching across the center console and resting on your thigh.

You rolled your eyes and smiled, "Did you really?

The feeling of his thumb tracing circles on your skin sent a chill up your spine, “Of course I did. Did you miss me?”

You tilted your head to the side, feeling his hand slide higher and higher. It wasn’t long until his fingers were brushing against your cunt. As if it was a natural instinct, your clit throbbed.

“Spread your legs for me,” He whispered and you did, leaning back into the seat and spreading your legs as much as you could.

You looked over at him and he was already staring at you. His hand slid into your pajama shorts and in between your folds, his mouth falling open when he felt how wet you were.

“Yeah you missed me,” he murmured, confirming the question he asked just a few moments ago.

He leaned closer, his lips brushing over your as his fingers rubbed up and down your slit. You unzipped your hoodie, suddenly feeling too hot in this small car. Harry’s head nudged your and his lips attached to your neck.

“So fucking tight,” He groaned as he slid his finger into your cunt.

Your back arched off of the seat, chest heaving. In one swift movement, Harry wrapped his arm underneath your body and lifted you. He sat back in his seat, pulling you over the center console with him until you were straddling his waist.

He kissed you immediately. Your head was starting to spin due to everything happening so quickly but you were eager and willing, kissing him back with just as much passion. Lips, teeth, tongue, and spit swapped and clashing as his hands roamed aimlessly.

He snaked his hand under your shirt and cupped your tit, pinching your nipple. You moaned, breaking away from the kiss and leaning back against the steering wheel. He followed your movements, sitting up pulling the top of your tank top down roughly. The straps broke and your frowned, grabbing ahold of his throat just as he went to suck your nipple.

“This was new,” you pouted, feeling his pulse quicken underneath your fingertips.

“Oh boohoo,” He huffed, his hands grabbing your waist and assisting you in moving your hips, “Want me to buy you another one?”

“Yeah,” You moaned at the feeling of his cock growing hard beneath you. You began to grind your hips a little faster, the ragged fabric of his jeans rubbing against your clothed clit in just the right way,

“I’ll buy you another one, baby,” He smiled, reaching up and gently pulling your hands off of his neck before leaning forward and successfully sucking your nipple between his lips.

His hands snaked around your waist and into your shorts. He grabbed both of your asscheeks roughly, spreading them apart as he continued to move your hips for you. You were dripping, surely you were leaving a wet spot on his sweat pants.

His tongue lapped at your nipple eagerly as he pulled you tighter against his body. One of his fingers slid into your pussy from behind and just as quickly, he pulled it out, gliding your juices over your asshole and he bit down on your nipple.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, feeling his finger slide past your rim.

“I missed that fucking voice so much,” he groaned loudly, licking up your neck, “Let me hear you.” He slid another finger into your asshole, causing you to moan loudly. He chuckled, “That’s it.”

Stars peaked in the corners of your eyes as the knot in your tummy tightened, “Harry,” you whimpered, your head falling forward onto his shoulder as he worked your hips faster.

He moaned in your ear, moving his fingers in your ass in a circular motion, “There we go, you feel so good wrapped around my fingers. You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you? Answer me, baby.”

“Yes,” You whined, fisting the front of his shirt as heat raced through your veins, “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

Your body froze and so did his fingers. Your clit throbbed erratically and your holes clenched. For a moment, you even stopped breathing and it wasn’t until he pumped his fingers twice that you caved, crying out and squirting all over his lap.

He let out a raspy chuckle, gently kissing your jaw as he slowly slid his fingers out of you. He fumbled around a bit until he found the handle on the side of the seat. He pulled you with him as he leaned the seat back further before reaching underneath you and pulling his cock from his sweats.

He stroked himself a few times, using his other hand to pull your shorts to the side, “Can I fuck you, darling?”

The cool metal of his cock piercing instantly cooling the heated skin as he glided the tip of his cock between your folds.

You nodded, biting your lip when he teased your entrance.

“Hm?” He nipped at your jaw, “What did you say?”

“Yes,” you panted, moving your hips in an attempt to get him to slide inside of you.

He slapped your ass, instantly rubbing over the sting, “Yes, what?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good fucking girl.”

Before you could respond, he was sliding inside of you. You hissed as he stretched you out, it’d been a week since the last time he was inside of you and you knew it would take you a moment to adjust to his size again but you were needy. You didn’t want to wait.

“Please,” You begged, placing your hands firmly on his chest as you lifted your hips, “Please fuck me.”

He moaned, his hands finding your waist once again and pulling you down onto his cock. It didn’t take long to get a steady pace, but when he did, he ran with it. You could hardly catch your breath as you fucked him. Your hands snaked into his hair and pulled at the roots. He hissed, his hips jerking up and hitting your g-spot.

“Again,” He demanded, and you obeyed.

He cursed, the feeling sending a shock straight to his cock. You could feel his cock piercing against your walls and you could hardly stop the moans from falling from your lips. Your hips were starting to hurt from how hard Harry was gripping onto them but you didn’t care.

One particularly hard pull on Harry’s hair had him halting all movement. He stared up at you with raised eyebrows and dilated pupils. Sweat graced his forehead as he reached up and grabbed the seatbelt, “Give me your hands.”

He didn’t give you a chance to respond before he was grabbing your wrists and bringing your hands so that they were visible to him. He wrapped the seatbelt around your wrists once, twice, three times until they were slowly becoming numb.

“I can’t cum until I felt that tight little pussy clench on my cock and if you keep pulling on my fucking hair-” He trailed off, lifting his hips quickly and catching you off guard. You fell forward on his chest, your hands hovered over your heads now that the seatbelt had locked.

He slapped your ass again before sliding his finger inside of your hole. He was relentless, driving his hips up into you with no remorse. Incoherent words and stuttered moans erupted from your throat.

You balled your hands into fists and pulled on the seatbelt, wanting so badly to touch something, to steady yourself. Harry noticed and he snorted, his lips brushing against yours, “You alright?”

“I’m fine,” you huffed, a lazy smile pulling at your lips, “You alright?”

“I’m great, baby,” He moaned, his hand coming up and tightly grasping your throat, “Just fucking great.”

He squeezed the sides of your throat, nearly cutting off your breathing as your clit slapped against his pelvis with every thrust.

“Holy fuck-” You gasped, feeling your body start to tingle as he repeatedly slammed against your g-spot. It was getting harder to breathe and you were becoming lightheaded. Still, you decided to move your hips along with him, wanting him to cum just as much as he wanted you to.

It was a challenge, not having the use of your hands but that didn’t stop you. Your cunt clenched around his cock tightly. All it took was four more thrusts before you were screaming his name. You came with a sharp breath, your head falling against his and kissing him deeply as he twitched inside of you.

“Please cum, daddy,” You whispered against his lips.

With a strained moan, his eyes fluttered shut and he released. Short, hot spurts of cum coated your walls graciously as his hands fell to your body. He rubbed his hands up and down your sides, massaging the flesh and kissing you slowly.

After a few minutes, you spoke up, “Don’t wanna ruin the moment but… I can’t feel my hands.”

He cackled and reached up, unwrapping the seatbelt from around your wrists and bringing your wrists to his lips. He kissed the bruised flesh, his eyes staying locked on yours as he smiled, “Wasn’t that fun?”

Enjoyed this so much. A must read.

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my brain straight thought about him edging you and all you want is for him to finally just fvck you and then he say what is in the video 😭😭

EDGING

A/N: you asked for it and im serving it. get ready for the juice!

WARNING: adult content, edging... bc he is just obsessed with it.

WORD COUNT: 2.1K

He is still wearing his light blue shiny shirt.

And nothing else

You’re lying across the king sized bed of the hotel room you share, only your lacy thong covering your soaking wet pussy that’s throbbing for him, a pained whimper slips through your trembling lips when he steps closer to the bed and wraps a hand around his rock hard cock, staring down at you with greedy, dark eyes. This is not the soft Harry who likes to cuddle you every night, who brings breakfast to bed just to see you smile first thing in the morning, who always surprises you with little gifts to brighten your day.

No, this version of him is dominant, demanding and in full control of you. Just how you like him.

He came off the stage extra cheeky tonight and judging from the way how he could barely keep his hands off of you at the venue, you knew things would get heated pretty fast as soon as you’re alone.

“What do you want, baby?” he murmurs, a sly smirk on his lips as he gives himself a few slow, but sturdy pumps.

“Harry, please!” you moan, your thighs shutting closed to create some friction at least. He’s been taking his sweet time with you, he stripped out of your dress as if you were a gift to be unwrapped, made you stand against the wall as he sank to his knees, biting into your ass cheeks, his hands coming to tease between your legs that were shaking from excitement. Then he threw you to the bed, like an absolute cave man and made you watch him strip from his light blue pants and underwear, leaving him only in his shiny shirt, because you told him before the show how much you liked it.

His chest is rising and falling in a steady rhythm, some of his post concert sweat is still glistening on his warm skin and you’re dying to touch him, but you know if you don’t do what he tells you, you won’t get what you want.

“Keep them open, baby. Want to see how desperate you are for me,” he warns you, a hand coming to push your knees apart so he sees your wet cunt. “Touch yourself, let me see just how wet you are.”

Your hand moves down your chest and stomach until you reach the elastic of your underwear, but before you could reach under the fabric, he speaks up.

“No, over the thong. Want to see it drenched.”

Another whimper falls from your lips as you press your fingers against your clit, finally feeling your nerves reacting to a touch, but it’s not the one you desire the most. You move your two fingers up and down, pressing the lacy fabric into your cunt, between the lips as it soaks up your arousal.

“Does it feel good? Or do you want something else, baby?” he hums, cocking his head to the side as he keeps stroking himself lazily.

“Feels good, but I want you!” you breathe out as you try to get yourself closer to relief, but your body is working against you. It only wants Harry and you can’t blame yourself.

“Yeah? You want this?” he asks glancing down at his throbbing dick. Your voice dies in your throat so you only nod, but it’s not enough for him. “I want to hear you, baby. Beg for it.”

You moan at his words, your thighs twitching to close again, but you remember what he said about wanting them open so you force yourself to obey.

“Please!” is all you manage to get out. Harry steps closer to the bed, his hand letting go of his cock before moving to grab your wrist and pushing it away from you. With one swift movement, he rips the last piece of clothing, making you gasp from the sudden pinching you feel as the fabric gives up around your body, and he throws it to the side without batting an eye. It’s not the first piece he has ruined and surely not the last one either.

He places a knee to the edge of the bed, leaning over your shaking form, his cock springing freely with each movement he makes and the way his tongue slides across his lips gives you shivers.

“You know just one please is never enough for me,” he warns, his voice low and raspy after tonight’s show and you could come just from his words at this point.

“Fuck, Harry! Just… Ugh!”

It’s torture, how his fingertips tap on your clit a few times before drawing a few slow circles, teasing and playing with you.

“Just what, huh? You want my cock? Does your pussy want to be properly fucked?”

“Yes!” you cry out, your whole body on fire. He grabs the base of his cock, brings his hips closer, just enough that he can drag the tip across your lips, pushing a tiny bit into your hole, but pulling back right away. “Harry!” you moan almost as if you were in pain, but in a sense, you are. Every second that passes without him inside you is a painful one and you want him to end your misery.

“I told you, I want to hear you. You ask nicely, you get it. Stop being a brat and use your words.”

Fucking hell, this man will be the death of you.

“Harry, please! I need you to fuck me, need your cock inside me, please! I’m begging!”

The smirk on his face is so smug, so confident, you love it even if he is making you suffer. You’d do anything for him and he knows exactly just how much power he holds over you.

“See? That wasn’t so bad,” he chuckles, dragging the tip across you once again, tapping it a few times on your clit, smearing your wetness all over him and you as well. He pushes himself against your hole again, just the very end of the tip entering you, but doesn’t move, only watches you through lustful eyes as you fall apart for him.

“Harry! Fuck me, please!” you cry out, one hand coming flat against his toned stomach as he moves a bit closer, hovering over you. Running your hands up his chest, his neck, you lace your fingers through his hair and pull him down for a needy kiss that he returns gladly. His lips are sucking and tugging on yours, tongue invading your mouth, melting together with yours as his cock is still not inside you.

“Love it when you are so desperate for me, baby,” he growls, positioning his hips so his cock slips between your lips and he moves a little, slipping between them, the tip pushing against your clit over and over again.

He keeps this up, his head moving to the crook of your neck, marking you up as always so you already know you’ll have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow, but now you just want to feel him everywhere.

Then he pulls back, lining his cock up with you and you’re sure he’ll finally give you what you want, but just as you feel the tip entering you again… he pulls back. You gasp, tugging on his hair a little harder as he smirks down at you, so pleased with himself.

“Harry…” you breathe out, but he just chuckles, enjoying the game.

“Edging,” he then murmurs and with one swift movement, he thrusts inside you.

He fills you up fast and so perfectly, you’re convinced you were made for each other. He doesn’t give you time to adjust to him, starts moving rapidly, slamming his hips against yours mercilessly, pounding into you just how you like it. One hand comes to your thigh and he urges you to lock his waist with your legs, you’re more than happy to obey, allowing his cock to bury deeper into you.

“So needy for me, yeah? Who fucks you the best, baby? Let me hear it from you,” he groans into your neck, wet lips brushing against the spot he sucked on earlier.

“You, Harry! Only you!”

“That’s right. You’re mine,” he growls before biting into the soft skin, making you gasp from the sensation.

He is pounding into you so hard, you keep sliding further up on the bed until your head reaches the headboard. He stops for a moment, turning the two of you around so you’re on top, one hand on his chest, the other holding onto the headboard and you barely get situated before his hands grab onto your hips and he starts thrusting up into you, doing the job himself instead of making you ride him.

“Fuck! You’re so good, Harry! I’m so close!”

“Want to cum, baby? You think you deserve it?” he teases you, a few curls sticking to his sweaty forehead, his whole body glistening in the dim lighting.

“Yes! Please, let me cum!” you beg, your eyes meeting his and an animalistic growl erupts from his chest. He pushes himself up into a sitting position, wrapping his arms around you, caging you in them as one of his hands comes to your lower back, guiding you, hinting that he wants you to finish it.

“Ride my cock and make yourself cum, Y/N. Come on, I want to see you using me.”

“Fuck,” you gasp as you start moving your hips, arms clinging onto his broad shoulders. His face is buried in your neck and chest, kissing you wherever he can reach. Though you love the shirt on him, you want to feel him fully naked, so you tug at the fabric and he is quick to rid himself from it, his naked, toned arms wrapping back around you as you relentlessly ride him, feeling your orgasm building up and nearing.

“My girl is using my cock so well, look at that. You like it? You like my cock?”

“I love it,” you nod eagerly and craning your neck you capture his lips just when you feel the end nearing. “Can I cum? Please, Harry, I want to cum so badly!” you beg to him against his parted lips, your breathing mixing together.

“Yes. Do it! Cum all over my cock, baby!”

That’s all you need to explode, pleasure washing over your entire body like a tsunami and you scream his name, your walls tightening around him which brings him over the edge as well. He cums inside you, filling you up so well you’re sure it’s gonna be dripping out of you very soon. He is gasping and panting against your chest, his breathing warming your already heated skin.

You stay like that coming off your high, his hands gently rubbing your thighs, ass, hips and back, lips peppering soft kisses onto your collarbones. When he moves the two of you, laying you to the bed you grunt as he slips out of you, leaving you so empty, already aching to feel him inside you again even though you’re completely ruined at this point.

“I’ll take care of you, baby,” he mumbles, kissing your lips softly before getting up from the bed and disappearing in the bathroom. He returns with a damp towel and he carefully cleans you up, but you don’t miss the smug grin on his face when he sees just how good he fucked you, his semen dripping out of your now sensitive cunt.

“Like what you see?” you chuckle tiredly.

“I sure do. Love to see my girl full of me.”

“And you’re full of yourself,” you scoff, but reach for him to pull him down for another kiss. “I have to get up to pee, but I’m so tired.”

“We also should have a shower,” he smiles, pecking the tip of your nose. He reaches under you and easily picks you up into his arms bridal style and you have no idea how he has the energy to carry you to the bathroom after a show and the way he just fucked you. You stood at the backstage the whole time and only rode him at the end and you’re still completely sent.

He carefully sets you down to the toilet and you do your business without a care as he starts the water in the shower, grabbing two towels for you. When you’re finished, he helps you into the spacious walk in shower so you don’t slip and then insists to soap and wash you, taking good care of you. And just like that, he is back to caring boyfriend mode.

And you just love all versions of him.

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srilankansunshine: Happy Birthday to one of the coolest person ever!! Sooo blessed to have you in my life!! Love you H @harrystyles

no fuck off

IMPORTANT!!

i’m left heartbroken and disgusted by the events that take place in this world. it leaves me questioning the existence of beings. what hurts me more is seeing how quiet this community is on the issue. you have platforms with a 1,000+ followers and willingly choose to stay silent.

please educate yourselves and take a look at what’s happening in palestine. i have friends with families who are fighting for their lives right now. these people have been fighting oppression for decades. use your privilege for something. use your platform for something. please i’m begging you. just because it isn’t directly effecting you doesn’t give you the excuse of staying silent.

a reminder that if you choose to stay silent in the face of oppression, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.

here are some resources:

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educate yourself some more

watch this video to donate to palestine (3hrs)

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Love this song

‘i can’t get you off my mind….i won’t even try’

ugh, fine. just crush my dream for you, dory!!

sorry😬