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Roommate!Harry fingering YN while she reads to him*

warnings: fingering, smut, dirty talk, squirting, unprotected sex, breeding kiki, dumbification

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YN was sitting in the center of her and Harry’s bed, reading a new book she’d picked up recently, it was called ‘Mourning wood’ and she was really enjoying. Just as she’d gotten to the New Year’s Eve part, where they ended up fucking all night. She was starting to get hot and bothered as the scene progressed.

As soon as she was going to turn the page, she looks up to see Harry entering their bedroom with a sly smile on his face. He could see from the door how she was clenching her thighs together and knew exactly what was happening.

YN gives him a small smile and looks back down at her book to continue, but he starts to climb onto the bed, slipping behind YN and starting to rub her shoulders.

“Read to me, love” he says, and she furrows her eyebrows? his request a bit odd, but she does so anyways.

Starting to read, she feels his hands slowly start moving down her body. They stop at her belly, rubbing soft circles all over, making YN relax into him as she continues.

Turning the page, YN continues to read the smut scene to Harry as he keeps rubbing her body. He takes the opportunity to slide his hands underneath her shirt, groaning when he finds her breasts bare. He palms them softly, knowing they are so sensitive on her. He tweaks them gently, pulling softly and letting them go before moving his hands down to her panties.

He slips his hand under, hissing when his fingers reach the wet warmth that sits between her soft folds. He rubs a finger up them slowly, stopping to rub gentle circles at her throbbing clit. She moans as she stops reading, but Harry doesn’t want that.

“Keep reading, baby” he warns, leaning down to suck marks onto her neck, her head falling back against his shoulder. She takes a deep breath and continues, trying not to stutter too much. He takes a finger and slides it down to her clenching hole, smirking against her neck when he lets out a loud moan in between words.

Sinking his finger into her hole, he instantly crooks it upward so that it can graze her g-spot, catching her off guard and she drops her book onto the bed, spreading her legs. Harry reaches around her and grabs the book, moving it out the way, continuing to pound his fingers into her and she leans back against him, letting him abuse her hole.

“You like that, baby? Does it feel good? Do my fingers feel nice in your tight little hole, baby?” he whispers in her ear, nipping it gently.

She can only nod, her hips bucking against his hand and making his palm rub against her clit. She’s moaning loudly, her hole clenching around his fingers.

“Fuck, Daddy. Just like that” she moans, grabbing his wrist as he just keeps pounding her, whispering dirty things in her ear.

He can feel her clenching around him, knowing she’s close. “Are you gonna cum, baby? I know, I can feel you squeezing me. All you have to do is cum, hm? Then Daddy’s gonna fill you up, give you his babies. You want that, baby?” he asks, and all she can do is nod.

Chuckling directly into her ear, Harry grits his teeth. “My dumb little baby. Cant even get her words out. All she can do is cum. Is that all you’re good for, honey?” he asks, and she nods, making him laugh condescendingly. “Only good for taking things up your little hole. Can barely think on your own, hm? Well that’s okay, baby. Daddy’s gonna give you just what you need. Gonna fuck you so deep you’ll have no choice but to fill that dumb brain of yours with thoughts of me” he says, and that sends her over the edge.

“Daddy, I’m cumming!” she yells, clenching around him. Her eyes roll back, and she squirts all over his hand, soaking her panties and the bed beneath her. Harry’s in her ear, encouraging her every step of the way. “Just like that, baby. Cum for Daddy and he’ll give you what you need”

He keeps his fingers deep inside of her until she comes down, trying to catch her breath. Before she can even move, he’s shoving her forward and pushing her head into the bed.

He yanks her panties down and quickly pulls his cock out of his boxers. Giving her no warning, he slides all the way into her, making her eyes roll back as he grazes her g-spot. He gives her time to adjust, and when her hole relaxes around him, he pulls all the way out until just his tip is at her entrance.

Taking her completely by surprise, he slams even deeper than he was before, making her scream out. He does it over and over, his speed picking up with each thrust.

She’s babbling wordlessly, her jaw dropped as drool leaks from her open mouth.

“Aw, does that feel good, baby?” he asks, but she can’t respond. “I know, just my little cockdrunk whore aren’t you? Nothing in that dumb little brain of yours” he grunts, going impossibly harder.

Her slick is leaking all over the bed, her thighs sticky with her first release and the cream that coats his cock with each thrust.

“Fuck, baby. You’re just creaming all over me” he moans, eyes shutting as pleasure wracks through his body with each clench of her cunt.

That sends her over the edge, a silent scream on her face as she clenches so tight around him he can barely move. He has to hold still so that he doesn’t explode inside her just yet. He needs her to cum one more time, her cunt needs to milk the cum from his throbbing shaft. He flips her over so that she his on her back, leaning down to slip back inside of her.

In this position, he’s ramming her g-spot with every thrust, and she’s unable to do anything but moan and clench her eyes shut. The only sounds filing the room are the sounds of their skin colliding with each thrust and their moans. They’re both so close, his cock twitching and her hole quivering around his cock.

He thrusts two more times, and she cums unexpectedly, throwing him over the edge as well. He’s groaning in her ear, the stimulation to her cunt making her scream with every thrust, and when he buries himself to the hilt as his cum starts shooting from his tip, she’s unable to stop shaking.

Once he’s down, he’s pulling out gently, the both of them letting out small whines at the loss of contact between them. He spreads her legs further, looking down to her abused hole and seeing his copious amounts of cum escaping the hole.

His cock twitches as he gets hard once more, and YN can see the action from the corner of her eye. They both know it’s going to be a long night.

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dying

CEO!Harry Styles x reader*

Warnings: smut, wet dream, unprotected sex, somnophilia, clit stimulation, dirty talk, degradation, praise kink, daddy kink, overstimulation, squirting, creampie, fingering, cockwarming, choking

Harry was asleep, having the best slumber of his life before he had to go back to work with a plethora of annoying, incompetent employees. Suddenly, he’s awoken by the sound of something rubbing his flaccid cock. He lets out a soft moan, thrusting his pelvis toward the feeling. As his cock hardens, he starts to open his eyes.

Once Harry cracks his eyes open, the first thing he sees is the back of YN’s head. Confused, he looks down to where his cock is still being stimulated.

“Fuck”

He looks down and sees his wife’s bare ass grinding on his cock. After a few seconds of him becoming fully awake, he hears her soft moans and calls of his name. He smiles and leans over her, ready to confront, only to find that her eyes are closed and her breathing is slow and even. Those are both very clear indicators that she’s still asleep. He looks at the clock, seeing that he has a few more hours until he has to be ready for work.

Harry smirks, ready to take advantage of the opportunity. He starts kissing down her neck, smiling smugly when he gets a high pitched moan out of her. He ducks his head down and sucks softly on her sweet spot, and she moans even louder, shifting her body slightly toward him.

He decides to take the opportunity and reach down, dragging a finger through her dripping folds, his cock getting impossibly harder at the feeling of her wetness. Dragging his finger up slowly, he starts to gently rub around her clit. her hips bucking at the sensation. She stirs, but only slightly, and he grabs his painfully hard cock, the angry red tip leaking precum down his thick shaft. He strokes a few times, rubbing over the head gently, hissing at the sensitivity.

Harry angles his cock downward, running his shaft through her slit, and YN moans when his head catches her clit lightly. It takes everything in him not to blow his load all over her lower lips right then. After a few seconds, Harry can finally proceed. He slowly slides his cock into her, whining softly as he bottoms out. He rubs her clit, making sure there’s no discomfort. Harry is surprised YN hasn’t awoken yet, but that changes very soon. The second he slowly pulls out and thrusts back into her tight hole and instantly catching her g-spot, her eyes are shooting open and she’s moaning out loud, bucking her hips slowly.

“Have a good dream?” Harry says teasingly, gradually picking up the pace on her clit.

“You have-FUCK- no idea”, she says, breath hitching.

Harry can feel her clenching around him and smirks. “Is my baby gonna cum? Are you gonna cum all over daddy’s cock? Make a mess on me?” and she nods her head, shamelessly moaning with her eyes screwed shut. “Yes daddy, please let me cum” she whines desperately.

“Go on, baby. Cum all over daddy’s cock like a good little slut”, he says, speeding up his hand and adding a little more pressure. On his command, YN instantly grips the sheets, hips stilling and legs shaking, screaming loudly. Harry feels something drip onto his hand and groans, cock twitching.

“Fuck, baby. You squirted for me. Did that feel good?” He says changing the speed and force of his thrusts, turning brutal. YN can only babble wordlessly, nodding her head and reaching behind her to stop his intrusion, sensitive from her first orgasm not a minute earlier.

“Aw, is my dumb little baby too sensitive? Is my cock too much for your tiny little hole?” He coos with faux sympathy, laughing rudely when she nods her head frantically. He only slams into her g-spot harder, feeling her clench around him again. He moans into her ear, his cock twitching wildly.

“Fuck, baby. i’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fill your tight little hole with my cum, you’ll be so full that you can feel me for days. I cant wait to see you swell with my load. Do you want that baby?” She can only nod, the pleasure too much for her. She clenches around him tightly, her cunt squeezing his cock.

“Awww poor baby. Are you gonna cum again for daddy? Cmon sweet girl. Soak my cock one more time for daddy” he encourages, rubbing her clit harder and bringing his free hand up to tweak her nipples.

All she can do is shake her head, trying to get away and whining, “Daddy please no. Cant, it’s too sensitive” But all he does is move his hand upward to come around her neck, squeezing the sides just enough that she feels floaty, her hand coming up to grip his wrist.

“You can and you fucking will. The only way you can get my cum is if you squeeze that pretty little cunt around me. You know that, baby. Don’t you want me to make you a mommy?” he asks sweetly.

“Yes, please daddy. Please make me a mommy” she begs, shaking all over. He kisses her neck gently, coaxing her orgasm out of her.

“Cmon baby, you can do it. Daddy’s got you. Let it go for me, sweet girl. Let it all out for Daddy” he coos gently into her ear, slowing down his thrusts. At that she whines loudly, squirting heavily on his cock and all over the bed. The feeling and the sound triggers his orgasm, and he buries himself to the hilt, head in her neck, and moans loudly while emptying his load into her.

As they catch their breaths, he peppers soft kisses all over her neck, knowing that was a lot for her. As her breathing evens out once again, he can see her drifting back to sleep, so he tries to pull his cock from her. She jolts awake and whines, pulling him back into her. “No, Daddy. Please stay inside” she says, on the verge of tears.

“Of course, baby. Whatever you need” not even two minutes later, they’re both asleep, as close as ever.

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Two hours later, Harry is up and ready for his day. He hops in his Range Rover and starts his drive to work. On the way, he gets a call from his wife, asking him about his schedule. She was very pleased to know he only had one morning meeting and a few documents to sign. YN starts her day, formulating her plan while she showers. She uses his favorite soap of hers and uses a body scrub. After her shower, she moisturizes her body and puts on her best lingerie set, and decides on a low cut bodycon dress and some black strappy heels. She throws on a light wash blue jean jacket and grabs the keys to her white range rover, almost identical to her husband’s black one. She goes to the grocery store, getting some snacks and his favorite wine, and then goes to grab Chinese food, his favorite. As she arrives to his office, she she realizes she definitely needs help carrying these things up so she calls Harry’s best friend and business partner, Niall. Niall happily obliges, knowing that if Harry’s happy, then everyone’s happy. Entering the building and making small talk, heads turn their way because everyone knows that Niall’s temper is just as bad as Harry’s.

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When Niall and YN get out the elevator, they see Jasmine sitting at the desk on her phone. When she hears the elevator ding, she quickly unbuttons the top of her blouse and smiles, but her smile quickly drops when she sees YN carrying a bag of food and Niall next to her with wine and grocery bags.

“Oh hello, do you have an appointment with Mr. Styles? Are you his client or something?” she asks, turning back to the computer to see if she’d missed it.

“No actually, this is a surprise visit for Harry” YN says with a sweet smile. Jasmine’s smile turns into a scowl at the use of his first name. “Oh, are you a friend?” she asks rudely.

“Something like that”, YN says with a smile as Niall laughs. “I didn’t know anyone was in the office or I would have gotten you some food as well” YN says.

Jasmine smiles at her but can’t help but be insecure at the beautiful woman. “Oh no, I’ve already eaten. Thank you,” she says with a genuine smile. “Also, I believe Mr. Styles locked his office. Would you like to sit out on one of the sofas until he returns?”

“No thank you, I have a key” YN says and Jasmine’s heart speeds up. Why does this woman have a key to his office? She doesn’t have time to ask because she and Niall are already in and closing the door. From the window she can see them setting food and wine up, but she only sees 2 plates and cups. Is Niall not staying? As Niall leaves, Jasmine deflates even more. She can see YN relaxing and waiting for Harry to come back up. One thing she knows is Harry hates surprises in his office from the day she relaxed in his office a week ago.

When she hears the elevator ding once again, she smirks, thinking of his reaction when he sees someone in his office. She can’t wait to see this.

“Hi, Mr. Styles, how was the meeting?” she asks annoyingly.

“Hello” he says and keeps walking. He stops when he hears a voice from his office, ready to pounce. “WHO THE FUCK IS IN MY OFFICE?!” he yells, storming over. Jasmine smirks in victory, but it immediately drops when she sees Harry stop scowling and a huge smile spread on his face. He rushes into the office, slamming the door open as YN stands out of the chair she was sitting in. She sees Harry grab her and kiss her hard, YN’s hand coming up to grip his hair tightly. She hears a moan as Harry bites her lip, tugging gently. Jasmine’s jaw drops in shock and she leans backwards. As if that wasn’t bad enough, YN giggles and Harry walks away toward the door. When Harry comes out, he stands in front of Jasmine’s desk. “You might want to go on lunch for a little bit, Jasmine” he says and she almost choked on her breath.

“Yes, sir. What time should I come back?” she asks, on the verge of tears. “Give me an hour” he says, turning back to his wife. She smirks, closing the blinds. Harry turns back to Jasmine. “Actually, make that 2” he says with a groan. Jasmine quickly gathers her belongings and practically sprints toward the elevator. As she waits, she hears a giggle and then a high pitched moan, and she sighs wishing the elevator would hurry up.

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When Jasmine returns to the office 2 hours later, she feels a lot better than when she left. She can only hope they are done. She doesn’t hear anything, so she knocks on his door. When she doesn’t get a reply, she pushes the door open gently. “Mr. Styles?” she says with a smile. When she opens the door, she is shocked to see Mr. Styles with YN pinned against the office window, one hand over her mouth and the other furiously rubbing her clit. When Harry hears the door, he doesn’t stop, but turns and yells at her to get out. Jasmine backpedaled quickly and ran out sitting at her desk. Before she can find her headphones, she hears a loud groan from Harry, and a scream from YN telling him to fill her up. Jasmine gags, shoving her headphones in and blasting music. She sees a shadow go past her, and she looks up to see Harry and YN heading to the elevator, clothed. She sees them making out while waiting for the elevator. Jasmine internally screams when he hears them exchange ‘I love you’s. When Harry walks back toward his office, she was fed up and she speaks up. “Don’t you think your wife would frown upon that, Mr. Styles?” she asks boldly. Harry stops and turns to her abruptly, scaring Jasmine. “How about you mind your fucking business before I fire you. And for the record, that is my wife. Don’t let her hear you say that or you’ll surely be out the door before you can blink” he says and strolls back into his office. Jasmine is heartbroken. THAT’S his wife? She’s certainly no competition. That doesn’t mean she can’t try.