Oh my god you guys it’s Brooke! For those of you who are new here (welcome :) ) I am one of the writers, I sign B at the end of my stories and I wrote the fan fiction too. I know it’s been forever since I posted and that’s because I forgot the password/username but I just found it and tomorrow I plan on writing a one shot so if you have any suggestions message me them!!!! Also I’m curious if any of you are still here from when it was always busy? Does anyone remember me? Haha anyways love you guys!
I walked inside the only girl’s pub, and instantly loved the view. Naked men stood in front of me, showing us all their glory. The room was dark, only giving us a bit of a peek at what they offered, but the lights shining from on top of them on blue, green, red and yellow showed a bit more. The music was loud, not letting me hear myself. My best friend walked away from me, leaving me behind standing all alone. I instantly looked around, searching for a nice man to have sex with. I saw a brunette standing at the bar, but he was way too drunk for my liking. He wouldn’t even remember me. I loved when boys remembered the time they had with me.
Walking a bit farther inside, I took a glance around trying to see my best friend. Might as well check on her. I saw her with two boys on her side, flirting at her. I laughed at her slutty side and turned around again, looking for yet the correct man.
Not too far away from me, stood a very muscular back. He had low pants, not letting me see his ass. I raised my eyebrows smirking, and approached this mysterious guy. Did he even work here? I haven’t seen any man with pants since I walked through that door.
Sliding right in front of him, I first saw some very delicious lips. I instantly wanted them on me. On my neck. On my collarbones. My breasts. My stomach. And further down. This man had green eyes, deep green eyes. The blue light hitting his face let me know that little detail. His hair was tossed to the side, little curls at the end of them. I smiled and bit my lip when I looked down at this guy. He had a very toned skin, as if he went to the beach every day.
His hands wrapped around my waist momentarily as he pushed me up against him. I gasped and bit my lip. He definitely worked out. He wouldn’t just get this muscles from working at a stripper club for women, right?
“Do you need something, love?” I groaned internally at his raspy yet soft voice whispered in my ear those five words. “Sex?”
I bit my lip at my non-sexy answer and blushed as the stupidity finally came to my conscience. This guy laughed rather loudly and I smiled to myself. He would definitely remember that answer. “Well, I’m a stripper here, if you’d like I could give you a private show, and who knows, even something more.” He whispered again, as if it was the worst thing in the world. Every woman here knew why we were all here, so why whisper?
“Why are you whispering?” I said back, not even hearing myself. Of course, the music. Why was I acting all stupid today?
This guy smiled and shook his head, taking my hand in his and walking to a secluded area where it said in big bright red letters: ‘ROOMS’. I chuckled to myself as we walked down a hallway were woman stood being kissed by different man, even different woman. I looked around, trying to see if my slutty best friend was already here and when the hallway ended, I saw her in a bed with both men from earlier. Can’t they close the door?
“I’m Harry.” He said, opening the last door. I smiled and looked at the room. A big red bed awaited us, as I began to walk inside the room. I looked around the room, seeing all different kinds of vibrators. Big, small, red, purples, blue, white, the electrical vibrator, the savor condoms, everything a girl would like to have in her own house, was here. ‘Harry’ wrapped his arms around my torso, grabbing both sides of my buttoned up shirt. In a matter of seconds, the shirt was ripped out of my body, leaving some buttons to hang loosely on the shirt and others to go flying across the room, and onto the floor. I gasped and my eyes opened wide. How would I get out of here if he just broke my shirt?
“There are shirts here, don’t worry.” He said, as if he was reading my mind. I leaned back against him, grinding my lower back onto his lower torso. I heard him groan, and he turned me around.
“I’m the stripper. Get on the bed.” I bit my lip looking him up and down and slowly took my pencil skirt off, leaving me in my lingerie underwear. His eyes widened for a second and he bit his lip. Could this guy get any hotter?
I sat on the edge of the bed, turning my head slightly to the side when he began to take his pants down. A V-line stood right in front of me and I had the temptation to just go over to him and lick him as if he was the glory of savors. He smirked when he saw me staring and I quickly turned my head to the other side, showing him that I was not having a hard time with his body. Which I was.
Harry slowly took the brand of his CK boxers and slowly lowered them down his body. They fell to the floor and my eyes were strained on his manhood. His-oh so hard- dick, was standing right up, the tip on his right hip.
I bit my lip and motioned him to come forward with my finger. He obeyed, walking to me until he was right in front of me. I looked up at him, winking before I looked down and licked the side of his shaft. He groaned and his fingers touched my chin. I looked up at him again, noticing the little twinkle in his eyes. “I’m the stripper. Telling you again. Lay down on the bed.”
I rolled my eyes and he pushed me back down, laying my head up to the pillows. I felt him sit in between my opened legs and I got comfortable on the bed.
He slowly kissed up my body, as his fingers played with the waistband of my panties. His tongue licked here and there, leaving a hot and warm sensation on my body. I gathered some of his curls on the top of his hair and he smirked up at me. “Later tonight, you’ll be fisting that hair, so treat well now, and pull it hard later.” He said winking and kissed my belly button.
I bit my lip yet again, seeing him take big breaths. Who is this guy? Is he a virgin or something?
He slowly took my panties off – oh too slow –. His big yet soft fingers touching my legs. I squirmed under him, getting impatient. “Hold on, love.” I groaned and sat up on my elbows. He was kissing my ankles now. I bit my lip as we locked eyes and he smirked. I smiled as he began to kiss further up. Further. Further. And further up until he was kissing and biting my thighs. “Please!” I begged throwing my head back against the pillows. I heard the same laugh from a while back and felt him get closer to my soaking heat. I closed my eyes, waiting for some kind of touch.
“You’re so wet, darling.” His raspy voice whispered. I moaned and arched my back, trying to get closer to him. I suddenly felt something warm on my clit, giving it soft circles, circling around it. It was wet. It was something wet. I raised myself to my eyebrows again and saw this sexy – yet beautiful – man lying on the bed, with his wet tongue on my clit. I moaned as he began to move his strong muscle up and down as if he was writing something. His hands were on either side of my thighs, holding my legs open for him.
“Fuck.” I groaned falling back on the bed. “Oh yes baby!” I took my hands from the headboard and instantly felt his soft hair in my fingertips as I took his curls and fisted them in my hands. He was definitely good at this. I arched my back again, but this time it was in pure pleasure. He was about to make me cum. I began to gasp, not being able to hold my breath in anymore. He kept moving his tongue, when my body began to tremble. All my nerves going crazy over this boy. Over his tongue. Over his sexy body. Over his dick.
I arched my back higher, my bra hugging my breasts tightly. I closed my eyes and felt my body become something else. It was as if it wanted more. My body wanted this boy, like it had never wanted any other man. He was something else for my pussy. He really was good at that.
“God. You’re so sexy, sweetheart.” I took a big breath trying to stop my heart from bursting out of my chest, even though I knew it would never happen.
I finally opened my eyes, and looked at those two green eyes that captured my attention before. “You want me to give you a blow job?” I managed to say, due to my lack of air.
He shook his head no and grabbed my ankles, pulling my body to his kneeling frame. “I want to cum inside your tight pussy, hun.” I nodded and arched my back, taking the strap of my bra under my fingers and unclasped it. I took it off and he quickly cupped my breasts. “You’re so perfect baby. You have a really good body.” I moaned when his fingertips pinched my nipples and he bit his lip. Fuck you for biting your lip.
“Ready for me?” I smiled up at him and nodded. He thrusted into me, not caring about using a condom. I moaned at his size, and arched my back, yet again. His hands came to my back, and he lifted my torso, pulling me to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, as he sat on the bed, with me on top. I though he was going to lay down but when he started thrusting upwards, hitting my g-spot, I forgot about anything else but the pleasure I was feeling. My continuous moans, kept him encouraged since he didn’t stop once. “Fuck baby. You’re really, really tight.” I groaned at his comment and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his around my waist, pushing me down onto his dick. I moaned loudly when he kissed and nibbled at my sweet spot, and thrusted inside me at the same time. This was so hard.
His thrusts began to slow down as I clenched around him. He threw his head back, letting me kiss his exposed neck. “Shit!” screamed, cumming around him. He quickly took control and flipped us over, with me back under him. “FUCK! Suck me now baby please.” I nodded and quickly kneeled in front of him on the bed and began to suck him off.
His big cock was really hard. Still.
I teased his tip with my throat, taking him fully. I moaned around him, giving him some vibrations, making him hiss. “God” I heard him say as I swallowed my own saliva mixed with his pre-cum. I swallowed again, knowing that since his tip was in my throat, he would feel it.
“Fuck baby.” I jumbled with his balls, biting and sucking all over his pack of balls. He groaned fisting my hair, and making me look directly into his eyes. “Swallow.” He said, before I opened my mouth and he began to pump his cock. Not two seconds later, a white substance made its way inside my mouth. His sperm dancing around in my tongue. I swallowed as he had said, and taste his salty yet sweet cum. I fell back on the bed, as he took the space next to me.
“Why’d you became a stripper?” I heard him sigh next to me and he turned his head in my direction.
“I lost my job and until they accept me as a new boss in some company, I can’t do anything else but be a stripper. Nothing gives me more money than this job.” I nodded and sat up, getting dressed.
– – *TWO DAYS LATER* – –
“OMG THE NEW BOSS IS SO SEXY.” I heard some of my co-workers saying as I arrived in my company. I was the vice-president, since I hated to give full orders and couldn’t even think of becoming the boss. Or president.
“Ladies, from now on, Harry Styles will be your boss. You’ll have to do as he says.”
I turned around at the mention of that name, and instantly saw the same curls I had tangled my fingers in only 48 hours ago. The same muscled arms. The same sexy body, was hiding behind a white shirt, as he was wearing a black tux. The same long fingers that had made me cum were in his pockets. The same green eyes, were staring at me, with a raised eyebrow. A smirk on his perfectly soft lips, as he had obviously recognized me.
I smirked at him and walked into my office, swaying my hips more than usual as I knew he was watching.
I absolutely love my new boss.
It was a split instant… I swear, I thought I was alone. Even the thought of his hands on me made my stomach turn. Now, I was pinned against the lockers, at the mercy of a tall blonde football player. His strong hands held me in place, making me shake to my core. “Well, hello, love.” He sneered, making me want to disappear. “I-I… I have somewhere to be…” I muttered under my breath, making him give a dark chuckle. “Oh, I don’t think you’re going anywhere.”
Two Hours Ago:
My friend, Kat was facing me as we stood in the hall, watching people pass. It was just all basic routine. It was like all these blurry faces until I saw him… His curly locks smashed inside of a beanie, his dark shirt and pants and scuffed shoes. I could see the tattoos that covered his skin. Everything about him was new to me.
"Who’s he?" I ask, gesturing to him as he stood at a locker, his eyes scanning fair game.
"N-No, (Y/N), don’t look at him. He’s nothing but a troublemaker." She said, her eyes filled with urgency.
I still never got to hear his name. Something about him and his mystery and airs made me want to know him more, but maybe that was his game.
"P-Please… let me go…" I whimpered quietly. I could feel his thumbs rubbing against my upper arms. "Just relax sweetheart." He cooed, leaning in to start kissing along the nape of my neck. I closed my eyes and started to whimper. "P-Please, stop…" And then, suddenly, out of the clear, blue sky, I heard a lower voice, coming from my left side.
"I suggest you let her go." said the dark voice.
I then opened my eyes to see the guy of mystery from before, glaring at the football player. The tall blonde looked at him with a chuckle. “Oh? Does this… upset you?” He sneered, his hands running along my hips, making me whimper. At that, the mystery man grabbed the blonde by his shirt, pushing him against the opposite wall.
Once he was slammed, the guy slammed his fist in the player’s jaw, making loud impact. I then saw his elbow clashing to his ribcage, making me gasp. Once the player was on the floor, spitting blood, I saw the mystery man come over him. “Next time you lay hands on her… will be your last.”
He then shot up and looked at me before grabbing my hand and walking me away from the player, into a empty classroom. I stood still, scared to even make a move around this guy. “Are you alright?” He asked, his dark voice ringing in my ears. “Y-Yes…” I whispered, looking down. I could tell that he didn’t know how to socialize. “Just, um… watch yourself, okay?” He asked, his hands digging into his pockets.
I nodded quietly and looked down. “Thank you…. for helping me.” I whispered, looking at him. By the look in his eyes, I could see that he never received gratitude before. “S-Sure…” He muttered, looking at me. “I’m (Y/N).” I said, holding my bag to my shoulder. He looked at me, his look was like he was matching my name to my appearance. “Harry.” he said, taking my hand, placing a small kiss on my hand. How could someone like him be a trouble maker?
"Do you need a ride home?" He asked, looking at me. I looked at him, seeing him actually being helpful. "U-Um… yes… I would appreciate that." Whoever this Harry was, maybe there was two sides to him. At of nowhere, I felt his warm hand in mine taking me towards the exit to the parking lot. I looked up at him, then at the countless people staring at him holding my hand. I could even see kat, looking at me like I was completely bonkers for walking near Harry, but he helped me… so I owed him.
"Thank you… again." I giggle quietly as he pulled into my driveway, his silence somewhat ringing in the car. He then looked at the drive. "No one appears to be home." He looked confused at me. "Yeah… my mum works afternoons and nights." He nodded and looked at me. "Do you want some company?" I looked at him and lightly smiled, nodding. "Yes… I would."
Suddenly, this troublemaker was in my home, on my couch, drinking my water. I sat beside him, the question shooting over and over in my mind. “Harry…. why did you save me?” He looked at me, curious of my question. He set down the water and looked down, as if processing. “Well… you needed me… and it seems to me that you need someone to protect you…”
Before I knew it, I found his hand in mine, his fingers interlocking in mine. “I want to be that someone.” He whispered, making me get goosebumps. I looked at him, seeing how sincere he was. I felt safe around him even when I should be frightened. “You can be…” I whisper, looking in his piercing green eyes. Once I said that, I looked at him slowly leaning in, his gaze on my lips.
I sat still as he leaned in, both of our eyes closing as he pressed his lips gently on mine, his hand releasing mine just to touch the side of my neck. I brought my hand to his chest as we slowly start to make out, his tongue slipping inside my lips. I brought my hands to the back of his neck, stroking his brown ringlets that peaked from his beanie. Suddenly, he held my lower back, laying me down slowly on my back.
He was over me in a flash, his dark outer shirt off to show his white undershirt. I pulled at his beanie, dropping it on the floor to feel his curls, making him kiss me harder. He then pulled his lips back to unbutton my sea green blouse, his eyes looking in mine. Once it was off, I raised his white shirt off, revealing his toned upper body and ink along his skin. He brought his finger to my chin, raising it up so he could kiss along my neck.
Suddenly we were bare and laying together, our lips plastered to the other. I held tightly to him before I wrapped my legs around his waist, giving him access to slowly enter me. I gasp against his lips to his size, but adjusted well to him. He then brought his lips to my neck again, sucking on my skin till it grew dark as he moved in me. I held the back of his head, gripping his ringlets as he got deeper and faster.
The room was growing hot, the walls were closing in, and I knew that it was getting close, as was he. His moans and deep breathing against my ear brought me over the edge, making hold tighter to him as he released to me. I did the same, making us both stop moving to just take in the moment. He then slowly pulled out, but stayed over me.
He slowly pressed his lips to my chest, collarbone, neck, chin, then lips. “You’re mine.” He whispered against my jaw. I lifted my head and kissed his soft lips, feeling him smile in the kiss. “You’re safe with me.. I promise.” He whispered before laying beside me. I laid my head on his chest, relaxing to his body heat. I fell asleep to him stroking my back, his sweet hums and the assurance that I was always going to be looked after.-Anonymous
He stood just outside her door, it was three a.m. and he already broken the biggest rule the headmistress had given them. Though he didn’t give a damn anyways. He was in love, like real heart-beating-can’t-live-without-her love. I think the term adults most often gave it was “young love” but it was more than that. Harry dialed her number and waited to hear the buzzing on the other side of the door, within in the first buzz she picked up. “Do you know what time it is Styles?” Harry smiled, he loved when she called him by his last name. “Yes darling.” He replied condescendingly. It was quiet. “Well what?” She whispered with an obvious annoyance, making his smile spread, instead of replying he lightly tapped on the cheap manufactured oak. Waited. “No.” He laughed at this response, “Oh come on Kat let me in.” She sighed and shook her head as she stumbled across the floor. Right before she opened the door she smoothed out her bed head and sighed again. And there he was. In his usual outfit: a t-shirt, tight black jeans, his worn-out white converse and his always present cocky up-to-no-good grin. “Are you gonna invite me in?” He tried to walk past her but she pushed him out, “You can’t. My roommate’s asleep.” He then grabbed her arm and invited her into the hallway. Closing the door behind her she asked again what he wanted? It took Harry a second to respond, in the florescent hallway lights he had never seen someone so beautiful. “Yeah well…I want you to go on an adventure with me Kat.” He smiled and she shook her head, “No I can’t and you can’t either.” Harry now transitioned into his pouty puppy face, “Why not?” “Because Haz it’s not allowed.” His pouty lip grew, but it didn’t phase her. “Harry.” Uh oh, He thought, she resorted to using the first name. “If we leave our hotel rooms then headmistress Thrope will send us on a plane right back to home, with a suspension and a mark on our permanent records.” She said this in just one breath and Harry tried not to chuckle. “Come on. Would I let that happen to you?” He raised his brows up and down goofily when she didn’t respond. Biting her lip, Kathryn went back into her room, slipped on a pair of jeans and her lucky coat and smiled when she saw Harry’s disappointment turn into happiness as she closed the door yet again. “Okay Styles I’m trusting you.” He smiled and extended his hand to hers, their fingers interwove as they walked down the empty hallway and into a night she’d never forget.
The streets were empty and they had no clue what any of the signs said, both Kathryn and Harry failed out of French. A small smile then appeared on Kathryn’s face as she felt Harry’s grip tighten, she looked up at him and he smiled down at her. “So where we going?” Kat asked and Harry started walking in one direction, not changing his path for what seemed like ten minutes, he finally stopped. “Look.” Kathryn’s green eyes followed his pointer finger and saw it. The Eiffel Tower. Like kids in a candy shop they raced over to it. Harry was much quicker and when Kathryn caught up to him he turned and spun her around. “It’s so beautiful.” She whispered as he finally put her down. Harry wanted to tell her that she was more beautiful than it would ever be, but decided that that would’ve been too cheesy, so instead he kept stealing glances at her, looking down at her with the same face she had as she looked up at it. Amazement. “Go stand by it and I’ll take your picture.” Harry suggested and Kathryn quickly ran up to it and held out her hands, smiling. “Beautiful!” He shouted as she ran back towards him. “Where to next?” She giggled as he grabbed her hand again, “You need a beret.” Was all he said.
After practically frolicking across the entire town, Kathryn and Harry sat on a bench without a view, it was now 5:30. The headmistress would be checking rooms in an hour. Kathryn yawned and laid her head heavily on his shoulder, her long dirty blonde hair was peaking out of her red beret and Harry smiled happily. “It’s all over Haz.” Kathryn whispered. “What do you mean its over Kat?” She looked up into his green eyes and saw how concerned he looked. Tears began to well up as she spit out, “You know ‘it’ we only have a few more weeks together and then we’ll both be gone.” Harry frowned and his arm tightened around her, “Kat…” He had nothing really to say. She was right, all these years they’d been just friends and now they we’re stupid idiots because they fell in love at the absolutely worst time. And then it just came out. Those three words that only stupid idiots say. “I love you.” And he did. She was everything to him, he loved the way she laughed and how she shamelessly listened to only the top 40’s, he loved that she could get drunk off of one beer and most of all he loved who he was when he was around her. “I love you too.” She whispered and slowly they looked at each other, her with her puffy eyes and him with his windblown hair and all they could think about was…sex.
Harry quickly hauled a cab and shouted the hotel to our driver as his hand began to rub her knee, then her thigh. Slow teasing circles, her breath began to heighten just from this and he licked his lips as he imagined just how she would look out of those jeans and under his sheets. When the car came to a stop Harry just threw money at him and quickly we ran to Harry’s room. His roommate Zayn was asleep in the bed beside his but Harry assured me that Zayn could sleep through anything. It was 6 a.m. and they had exactly 30 minutes. They both kicked off their shoes and began to kiss. Harry’s hands fiddled with her jeans zipper as his tongue began to move in and out of her mouth. She began to do the same and as his pants fell, she began to teasingly palm his boxers, moving her hand up and down his outline. Moaning began to fall out of his mouth and the kisses moved down to her neck as he lifted the shirt off of her and then removed her bra. He then eagerly grabbed her breasts, and she bit her lip as he squeezed them. Taking his shirt off he pushed her down onto his bed and then towered over her. He leaned down for a slow deep kiss as his hand grabbed the elastic band of her underwear and pulled them down to her ankles. His lips then left hers again and began to kiss her neck, his warm breath engulfing her skin as he moved further down, stopping at each of her nipples and playfully tugging on them with his teeth. “Look at me baby.” He whispered, sticking his index finger inside of her, she tried to look him in the eyes but couldn’t. The feeling made her close them. In and out his finger began to pick up speed as his thumb began to rub slow, agonizingly slow, circles on her clit. She began to moan, feeling herself begin to climax. “You like that baby?” She nodded as she felt Harry’s cock grow. “Damn you’re wet.” He groaned and surprised her with a gentle kiss on the lips. “I want you.” She moaned and he smiled, “What was that?” He asked teasing her with his thumb. “Now.” She almost shouted and he smiled kissing her again as he removed his finger and positioned himself. As he slowly began to go inside of her he noticed her face wince. Quickly he stopped, kissing her lightly, “Am I hurting you?” Kat shook her head though he was rather large. “I’m gonna go really slow okay?” She nodded and kissed him. This time he went inside of her he was much more gentler. Kissing her slowly as he began to go deeper. She felt his lips go into a smile, when her breath began to heighten from his slow thrusts. He began to groan from her tightness and as they progressed he began to get sloppy as he felt himself begin to climax. Quickly he began to suck the sensitive skin on her neck and quickened his thrusts. “I’m gonna cum.” She moaned and finally she did. Harry came shortly after and his body fell onto hers as he tried to get his breath back. Suddenly a knock was at the door and their bodies froze. It was exactly 6:30 a.m.
It was now exactly 5:30 p.m. and Harry and Kathryn sat together, on a flight back to England. As she popped a peanut into her mouth Harry leaned over and whispered into her ear. “Wanna join the mile high club?” They both burst into laughter.
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