Why Can’t I Be So Lucky. But I’m Happy For Her

the new harry photo is giving "i just fucked my wife/girlfriend behind stage and now she's being cheeky by taking a photo of me re-buttoning my trousers".

Side eye - mean dom!h

I will proofread it and add details tomorrow, I hope you guys will enjoy it for now! I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes, I'm tired hehe.

Don't mind her, she's tiny ok 🤏🏻

Jenny was on the stage finishing her show.

Unlike any other day, Harry decided to stay under the stage where they had a small lounge area until it was time for him to perform.

It was just him and his girl, who was wearing the tiniest dress he had ever seen. He was the one who bought it for her, he wasn't so sure why he was acting surprise, but the boner inside his pants knew very well what they needed: a quick fuck.

They were sitting on the couch when Harry began squeezed her thigh, his hand sneaking under her dress, meeting her bare pussy.

"Looks like someone is ready? Why aren’t you wearing your underwear? You know I don't Ike the thought of others seeing the cunt that belongs to me." He said, meeting her clit with his thumb, making slow movements around the little nub.

"I knew you would want to have a quickie," she said, closing her eyes and feeling her breathing becoming uneven, being well aware someone could walk in at any time.

"Oh you knew that I would? It looks like you are the one so desperately to be fucked all the time that you find it better to walk around bare like that." He took his thumb off of her clit, undoing his pants, throwing the fabric of his trousers on the floor, alongside with his boxers. "Is that what you want? Having me bending you at random times of the day and giving you my cock until you can't walk?"

He held her hips and manhandled her body, putting hee on her knees on the couch, back turning to him as he straddles her backside, rubbing his cock against the fabric of her dress. "We need to be quick, though, I have a job, can't keep fucking you any time you want, needy little thing."

Harry lifted her dress, watching her ass on display for him, he slapped her cheeks twice, leaving the mark of his hands on her soft skin, laughing as she whined.

"Please sir, I want you now," she begged, looking back at him with her beautiful Bambi eyes.

"Always get what you want, spoiled brat." He positioned his cock on her hole, pushing it all in one go, moaning as her warm walls welcome his hard cock. "Fuck, such a good pussy ya' have," he said, beginning his thrusts, giving her no time to adjusting.

Jenny only had two more songs left.

Y/n hold onto the higher part of the couch for support as Harry worked himself inside of her. She could cry by the pleasure feeling growing on her body, she loved being fucked fast and raw.

She loved how Harry knew what he wanted from her, so he just took it.

Loved how his lips were on her neck, giving the skin hickey visible enough for the whole crew to know exactly what they were doing.

"Don't stop, please," she said, bringing her hand to her clit and messaging it, bringing herself close to her climax. "You are so big, filling me up so good."

"Yeah? Treating my little slut right?" He asked, slamming his hips against her. "When we get to the hotel I'm gonna fuck you again, gonna take you on the balcony so everybody can see who owns you."

He slapped her ass again, his ringless fingers feeling weird on her skin. She enjoyed the feeling of the cold metals against the burning marks.

She moved her finger faster, knowing that Harry was also close to his orgasm. Harry harshly took her hand away, replacing her fingers with his own, while picking his pace.

His balls were ready to release all of him inside her cunt. He worked himself in and out until he felt his lower belly burn with a well known feeling. Ropes of his cum left the tip of his cocky, painting the walls of her pussy while Y/n cummed on his cock.

Harry didn’t have to warn her about her noises, his smart girl already knew she must kept herself for him and only him. Harry continues fucking her until he was sure she had milked all of his seed.

He carefully pulled out of her, watching the white cum dripping down her legs right to the leather couch. He kissed Y/n's cheek, and fixed her dress, helping the girl in a sitting position.

"I need to go now, but you stay here, alright?" He said while putting on his pants, giving her a side eye. "When I come back I'll clean you, but you need to keep my cum inside, ok? Gonna do tha? be my best girl?" He asked, finished his trouser and kneeling in front of her.

"Im gonna give you my cock again later, you just need to be good to me while I'm working, I might even buy you another one of those pretty shoes you like, how does that sound?"

"Sounds good, H," she said, feeling light-headed.

"Yeah? Good, now take a nap, you gonna need rest for when I fuck your pussy tonight." He kissed her nose innocently. "Bye, love you.'

"Love you too, H." Was the last thing she said before closing her eyes.

Can’t wait to see it tonight

Harry’s band rehearsing Adore You at Coachella - 15/04

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recordstore!harry fucking yn in the back room with people in the store 👀

exhibition kink + humiliation kink possibly?

Property of Harry Edward Styles

(this is part of the recordstore!harry verse, but can be read as standalone) Part 1 | Part 2

word count: 1.7k

See, normally you would’ve gone right up to Harry and greeted him, but when you entered the record store and saw that he was busy helping a customer, you just made eye contact with him to let him know you’d arrived and went on to browse through your regular sections.

Coming back to this place still seemed so surreal at times. You couldn’t get over the fact that you’d come here regularly when you were in high school just to sneak peeks at the curly dimpled guy you fancied that worked here, trying to impress him by looking at the records you thought he’d be into, and now… now, you’d been dating for the past 8 months!

All those years back, you’d have never thought he’d even spare you a second glance, let alone pursue you the way he did. When you walked back into the store after that tinder date stood you up, it had been a good few years since you’d last seen him. Needless to say, the cute curly dimpled guy you fancied had turned into this beefy, lanky long haired tattooed rockstar, and had it not been for that same dimpled smirk and unmistakable green eyes you wouldn’t even had recognized him. But what had been even more surprising was the fact that he’d recognized you- you! You’d had no idea that he’d even ever known who you were!

“Chase Atlantic, huh? They’re good” a male voice snapped you after your reverie. You looked to your right only to be taken aback by how close this guy was hovering over you and at your confused look he gestured towards the record you were holding.

“Oh, yeah. They are”

“What else are you into? You look like an Arctic Monkeys kinda gal” he reached over you, unnecessarily so if you may add, to grab their vinyl.

“Uhm. Sure”

“Compliant little thing, aren’t you?” the guy hummed amusedly

You stammered, trying to put some distance between the two of you, and your eyes scanned the store in search for Harry but you heard him before you saw him

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t harass the store patrons, mate, especially if they happen to be my girlfriend”

You knew that tone of Harry’s all too well, and you hoped this guy didn’t have a smart remark at the ready, otherwise this could turn messy. You knew that from previous experience. Harry was, uhm… the possessive type, to put it mildly.

“Hey, absolutely!” the guy stepped back from between the two of you “No hard feelings, mate”

Harry just stared down at him until he removed himself completely from your proximity and you could then even hear his hurried footsteps towards the exit followed by the door chime.

“Was that absolutely necessary?” you sighed

Harry’s furrowed brows turned into a genuine scowl at that “What, and let him hit on you right under my nose?”

“It’s not like it’s written on my forehead that I’m property of Harry Edward Styles, you know”

He just stared at you, a slow smirk playing on his lips while he slowly chewed on his gum, and you knew that look all too well. That little devil inside your boyfriend was cooking up something, and seeing that evil twinkle in his eye gave you the shivers. In all the right ways.

“Come with me out the back for a smoke?”

“What? No, Harry, just tend to the customers so you can lock up and we can leave for the movies, we’re gonna miss the opening credits!” you whined

“That guy got me all riled up, gotta blow off some steam, yeah? I just need a quick drag. Coming or not?”

“Don’t you want me to keep an eye on the customers while you’re out?”

“No” he huffed impatiently

“…Fine.”

You followed Harry out the back corridor but before he could push the emergency exit door open, he pulled you in the storage room, making you yelp. He pulled the curtain in place which served as a makeshift separator from the store, reminding you of the instance when he’d broken the door that used to be there. It had been back when you’d had your first fight over the phone and he was working. You’d found out a long while after, when you saw the curtain for the first time with your own eyes. He never got to replacing it, apparently, so the raggedy curtain was still in place.

“You can’t smoke in here, your dad is going to kill you!”

He shrugged “Ok” his smirk widening “How about you get on down on your pretty knees for me then, darling?”

Your eyes widened “What? Shh, keep your voice down! There’s people in the store, Harry!”

“Oh, I’m well aware” he raised an eyebrow, leaning over to your earlobe “Don’t act like you don’t like this, sweetheart. You never came as hard and fast as you did back at the dorm when Meriam walked in on us. Who knew the sweet, innocent Y/N could turn into such a dirty little exhibitionist?”

“Shut up, I am not!”

He chuckled lowly “Oh yes, you are. Want me to check and see just how wet you are right now?” You squirmed and under his intense gaze, sank to your knees “’s what I thought” he smirked, making quick work of his belt

From your vantage point, you realized the curtain wasn’t even reaching all the way down to the floor, you could actually see the shadows of some of the customers walking about the store on the carpeted floor, and for some reason, you realized, Harry was absolutely right. It did turn you on. Why was this turning you on?!

But you were once again snapped out of your own train of thought when Harry tilted your chin upwards and brought his hard, leaky cock to your lips. “Let’s not miss those opening credits, hm?” there was a tinge of humor in his voice, but otherwise you recognized the distinctive strained quality it got every time he was turned on

You’d forgotten all about the movie and frankly you were already thinking of how you could convince him to skip it entirely. But for now, you had more important matters at hand. As soon as you put your mouth on him, he hissed loudly and you wondered if people could hear him. Surely they could, right? Even with the quiet music through the speakers, you could still hear people chatting, could hear their footsteps, could hear everything as clearly as if you were out there.

“Good girl” he cooed, his lust filled gaze never leaving your eyes “Better not gag, wouldn’t want the customers to hear” he smirked, his breathing getting labored.

Just then he pushed in a bit more harshly, and you tried your very best not to, but you still gagged and he pulled away, letting you recover. Hopefully it hadn’t been too loud but you still shot him a look to which he just shrugged, chewing his gum languidly “Wanna try that again? I know you can do better for me, love. C’mon. Stick that pretty pink tongue out”

The whispering only made it sound filthier. You inhaled a few times, readying yourself and then complied, and he slipped past your lips and right down your throat, holding your head for a couple seconds, then pulling back out “Taking it all like a champ. My little cockslut, aren’t you?” he nodded expectantly and you nodded in return earning a light chuckle while he fisted himself, pumping harshly. You could hear the sloppy friction of skin on skin and the mere idea that people on the other side could just glance over and spot your knees on the floor in front of his standing legs under the curtain and know exactly what was going on, was making it very difficult for you to hold in your moans “Yes you are. Came in here looking all innocent with those big doe eyes, but only I know how to coax all this nasty shit out of you, don’t I? Compliant little thing…” he spat the last phrase, quoting the guy from earlier, and you were surprised that he’d caught that, but then again- of course he had, that’s what had gotten him into such a mood in the first place.

You couldn’t help it anymore, you just had to feel some kind of relief, so you snaked your hand underneath your skirt and rubbed yourself over your panties- he was right- you were drenched, and the fact that if anyone were to peek they’d see exactly what you were doing with your hand made you even needier. Part of you wished someone was secretly watching the whole thing whilst pretending to look at vinyl records. You wondered if they were turned on by it.

“Oh fuck, look at you” he whispered harshly between his teeth “Better make sure you come, Y/N, because right after I cum all over your pretty face we’re getting out of here, right? Gonna see if branding you as mine is going to help deter all the poor souls that would ever dream of coming near you again”

“Fuck” you gasped a little louder than intended, your fingers pushing past your panties and into your desperate pussy and you watched Harry clench his teeth and tighten his jaw as his pumps got quicker and quicker. Just as you felt the first rope of his cum hit your face, you moved your wet fingers to your clit, rubbing furiously and coming quicker than you ever had before, still spasming when he finally brought his tip back to your lips to smear it all around and have you have a taste as well.

“Store closes in five!” you were almost startled by his loud voice and looked up to him to see his dimpled smile and glassed over eyes “Fuck, you’re gorgeous…” he whispered, more to himself than you, it seemed. “Gonna close up and then I’ll bring you some wet tissues, ok love?” he helped you to your shaky feet and before you could even properly distance yourself from the curtain he pulled it aside, making you scurry backwards and behind some shelves, lest someone actually saw the state you were in. He winked back at you before he walked off and you were left wondering how the hell had you just done all that, and most importantly, why you couldn’t wait to do it again soon.

Part 1 | Part 2

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THE PIC EVEN HAS A CURTAIN IN THE BACK ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, i chose it after i wrote it! ☠️

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He sounds so good

Harry Styles singing Lately

no fuck off

Wish he’d bring the long hair back

Such a tease and so sexy

Harry’s exceptionally fabulous hip pop A.M Triple Ho 2.12.15

I like this look

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