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IBS is kicking me in the ass both literally and figuratively…

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I can’t recover from this…

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Daddy's Full-Figured Life- Curvy Secret 3.6*

Hello. Back again!!! This is my favorite time of the week.

WARNINGS: smut, curse words, pregnancy, insecurity, crying, age gap, pregnancy symptoms, moodiness, i think that's it. Do not read if you are under 18!

WC: 6355

read the rest of the series here!

You were 16.5 weeks. You and Harry were home from work and sitting down on Zoom to tell Anne and Gemma what you were having. 

The laptop was buzzing and they got on the call. "Hi!" 

They waved and greeted you and Harry. "Hello, loves. How's it going?" Gemma asked. 

"Good," you smiled. "How are you guys?"

"We are great!" Anne said. 

Harry smirked. "Do yeh wanna know the sex of yer grandchildren and nieces or nephews?"

"Yes yes yes!" Gemma clapped. 

First, you stood up and showed them your bump. Anne had tears in her eyes and Gemma squealed. 

Harry kissed your stomach. "There are two baby girls in there."

Anne screamed and Gemma said, "Alright! Girl Power."

You giggled and sat back down. "Thank you both. And Gem, thanks for the package. That was so sweet."

"Oh. Don't fuss about it. Happy to spoil those girls," she smiled. 

You all talked a bit more and when Anne asked if you had names picked out yet, you and Harry looked at each other. 

"What?" she asked. 

"Now yeh can't say anything because we were just toying with the idea," Harry told them both. They nodded. "Stays between us four. Well, six," he said, holding your stomach. They agreed. 

"(Y/N) had the sweetest idea of naming them Dessie and Robyn, but with a 'Y'."

"Oh (Y/N)," Anne gasped and put her hands up to her mouth. 

"That's really sweet, sis," Gemma said. 

You shrugged. "I figured it'd be a nice tribute."

"Now, don't name them that just for us," Anne said. 

"That's what I said!" Harry shouted, nearly knocking the laptop over. 

"No, I'm not," you rubbed your stomach. "It feels right."

Anne hummed and Gemma smiled. 

"We are just so excited! About all of it. And we can't wait to see you guys soon," Anne said. 

"Us either, mum," Harry smiled. "You guys have a good night."

Everyone said goodbye and then Harry gave you a kiss. "So, it's official? The names?"

"I think so," you smiled.

~~~

Then came telling your parents. They were over your house for once, and you set out a charcuterie board for them and then sat down. 

"Ryan couldn't come. He's actually on a job interview right now," your mom told you. 

"Oh. Don't worry about it," you said. "We can tell him later."

"Ok. Good. So…" 

You looked at Harry and he smiled back at you. "We're having two girls!"

Your mom gasped and your dad, who was petting Honey, smiled. "Congratulations, guys!" 

"Thank you!" 

Your mom got up and took various items out of a bag she had. "Ok. Now, I had a feeling, so I bought some tutus and shoes for my granddaughters."

She handed you the bag. "I kept the receipts in case it was different, but I knew. Mother's know."

You thanked her and your dad. 

Then, you leaned forward. "I wanted to ask you guys. How was it with two babies? And I have the added stress of trying to tell them apart because they're both girls. I just hope I'll do good."

Harry kissed your temple and your mom smiled. "You are going to be an amazing mom (Y/N)." 

"Was it hard though?" 

"I mean, yes, babies are hard. But, sometimes your dad took one and I took the other and we calmed you down. You will probably be really tired, but you can do this," your mom was holding onto your hand now.

 "Sometimes you just have to walk away. Let them cry. As long as they aren't in danger, that's ok." 

You nodded. "Ok."

"And me and your dad will be here whenever you need us," she said. Your dad nodded and winked at you. 

"Thanks, mom. Thanks, dad. We love you guys," you said. 

"Love you too, honey."

You finished up lunch, discussed possible names, not letting your secret spill, and then they went home.

~~~

Harry was sitting in the living room, reading Expecting For Older Parents, along with other parenting books. You had gotten up to pee for the umpteenth time. 20 weeks of pregnancy will do that to you. Harry concentrated on the book, marking things, and wearing his glasses. 

You walked back into the living room, holding your bump. You sat down and Harry looked up at you for a second and smiled. When he went back to his book, you stared at him. 

"Hey, Har?" 

"Yes, my love?" He asked, putting the book down. 

"Um, I was wondering, and you can totally say no, but I kind of wanted to do like a pregnancy photoshoot. I don't know though if that's something you'd be up for," you said, biting your lip. "It was just a thought."

Harry smiled at you and took his glasses off. You sat there, biting your lip. "Or… we can just….not," you chuckled nervously. "You know?"

"(Y/N)," he let out a breath. "I think that'd be really adorable." 

"Really?" You asked. "We can even include Honey!" 

"That sounds great, darling," he said. 

"Ok. I'll-I'll set it up and let you know!" You said, getting up off the couch. 

"Ok. Oh! And I wanted to talk to yeh about something," Harry said, grabbing your hand. 

"You want a divorce?" You bit your lip. 

Harry chuckled. "No. God, no!" He kissed your hand. "We should definitely take a babymoon, huh? It might relax yeh a bit."

"Where?"

He shrugged. "Somewhere relaxing and calm. Maybe like an island or beach."

"I have to see if I have enough vacation time," you told him. 

"Ok. We could even just go for a weekend," he said. 

"Ok. When?" 

"Well, if we're flying, we have to do it soon," Harry said. "Yeh can't fly too late into yer pregnancy."

"Oh yeah, Dr. Styles?" You smirked. 

He nodded and smirked. "Yeah." 

"What else do the books say?" You asked. 

Harry patted his lap and you sat next to him on the couch. He shook his head. "On my lap, pup."

"I'm too heavy," you frowned. 

"Stop that. Stop with all of that nonsense," he said. 

You sighed and sat on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. Harry read you a few things. You were curious about giving birth and then he read off a few other things. 

"And the book also says it is safe to have sex all the way up until the birth," he added. 

"Oh. Ok."

Harry kissed your temple. "So, if yeh ever feel like yeh need some help, just let me know."

"You'd still want to have sex with me, even if I look like this or worse?" You asked. 

"Not worse. Never worse," he kissed your cheek. "Yer beautiful, my love. And even more so now."

"Mmm." You then saw something on the page and pointed. 

"Can I admit something?" 

"What's that, pup?" He asked. 

"I'm terrified to give birth," you whispered. 

Harry chuckled, but not in a condescending way. "Well, it’s a little late now for that, hun, huh?"

"Not helping."

"Sorry," he grabbed your hand. "Yer gonna be fine. Yeh are the strongest woman ever and the end result is gonna be two beautiful babies."

"You only say that because you don't have to push them out of your who-ha," you said. 

Harry smiled. "Well, the book does say that a lot of women who have twins get cesarean sections."

"That's just as scary," you said. 

"I'll be there every second," Harry kissed your hand. "Promise."

You rubbed your stomach. "These kids better be the cutest babies ever." 

Harry chuckled. "With genes like these, how could they not?"

You smiled. "Mmm. And their father better be so appreciative of their mother that she forgets the pain of childbirth."

Harry kissed your neck. "I'll show yeh all my loving."

"He better stay up when both of the babies are crying at 3 am and change their diapers," you said. 

"Every night. Hand me a nappy and it'll be clean in no time," he smiled. 

"Mmm."

"(Y/N)," he whispered in your neck. 

"Yes, Har?"

"I want yeh," he kissed your neck. "Now, if that's alright."

You whimpered but nodded. He stood you up and walked you up to the bedroom. 

Harry started to undress and you slipped your sweats and panties off. He was getting fully naked, but you stood there, waiting for him. 

He looked up at you. "Come on, love. Want to ride me?"

You swallowed but nodded. You climbed onto the bed and Harry helped you up. You sat on his cock, but didn't insert it in you yet. 

"Need help with the shirt?" He asked. 

You shook your head. "Can I keep it on?"

"What? Yeh wanna keep it on?"

You nodded. 

"What's wrong, my love?" Harry asked, sitting up and kissing your forehead. 

"I just don't feel pretty. Don't want you to remember me like this," you shrugged. 

Harry tsk'd. "Baby girl. Oh. Yer so pretty. So sexy. Yeh riding me with yer pregnant belly. Fuck. That's-. That's really fucking hot."

You looked away and wiped a tear. 

"Look, pup. If yeh wanna keep yer shirt on, that's fine, but don't do it because yeh think I won't find yeh attractive, cause that's never gonna change," Harry said. 

You nodded and then moved up closer to him, inserting him inside of you. Harry kissed your clothed tummy. "Sorry for the intrusion loves. Mummy's just so pretty. Had to show her some appreciation."

He groaned when you bottomed out on him. "Fuck."

"Don't tell them we're having sex," you whispered. 

"Well, what else is it? They might think it's a hot dog and try to eat it," he said. 

"They don't have any teeth," you said, as you began to bounce. 

"Whatever," he smirked. 

You bounced slightly on him and Harry held onto your hips. "That's it, good girl. Yer pussy was made for daddy, baby."

Harry had sweat on his forehead and you were getting pretty hot yourself. You bit your lip. "Ok. If I take my shirt off, you promise you won't judge?"

Harry shook his head. "Never baby."

You sighed and stopped bouncing for a second as you threw your shirt on the ground. You didn't wear a bra because they were getting too uncomfortable to wear at home. 

When you had all of your clothes off, you saw Harry take a breath in. "Oh, fuck me."

You began to bounce again and Harry had to stop you. "No, no. Stop for a second."

"What? I can put it back on," you pouted. 

"No. Please God no. I just-," he wiped over his eyes. "I will cum right now. I just need to focus. I mean look at yer tits."

Your boobs had gotten bigger in the past few weeks. They felt so heavy and swollen. "They hurt."

"Aww. Do they, baby? Daddy can help with that," Harry reached up and massaged your boobs. 

After about a minute, Harry told you you could move again. After a few more minutes of massaging your breasts, he put his arm behind his head and just stared at you. 

You were whining and gasping and moaning, his cock never failing to make you feel good. He smiled when your mouth hung open. "What?" You asked, out of breath. 

"'M just so lucky," he said. 

You gave him puppy dog eyes as you bounced. 

"Yer so sexy, yeh know that?" Harry's eyes traveled down your body. 

You placed your hands on his chest. "Is this because I'm riding you?"

He chuckled. "No. My wife is a beautiful human. And she needs to know that. Pregnant or not. Having sex with me or not."

"Mmm."

"C'mere and give me a kiss," Harry puckered his lips. 

You chuckled and shook your head as you leaned down to kiss him. A few more minutes and you got too tired, so Harry took over and brought you both to peaceful orgasms. 

~~~

Your 20-week appointment felt like a routine at this point, but this one was important.

"Their organs are forming well. Seems to be no signs of illness, down syndrome, or anything like that. Your babies are healthy, (Y/N)," your doctor said. 

"And your weight gain is only 5 pounds over what we consider average, so everything is going great."

"Really? Wow," you said. "I've been eating so much. I'm surprised."

"Yeah, well. Two babies can do that to you," she smiled. "But, don't be surprised in the last semester if the weight pops up out of nowhere. Between water weight and eating, it will be most present then. And also, your babies will still be growing."

You nodded and rubbed your stomach. "Thank you, doctor."

She left and you got changed.  Harry couldn't come to this one, but you were going to show him the ultrasound as soon as you got home. 

When you left, you had a sudden urge and pulled into Chick-fil-a's parking lot.

~~~

Two weeks later, and you were loving the fall weather, thankful for no more heat. It was time for your maternity shoot. Luckily, Carly took photography classes in college, so of course, you hired her. Well, picked her. She was refusing to take any money. You were doing the photoshoot in your home, so you would be very comfy. 

Harry dressed in a nice button-down shirt and trousers while you wore a comfy, flowy dress. 

You greeted Carly and she set up the backdrop and put some flowers and items behind you. She also set up some pillows for you to lie on. 

"Alright, guys. This is going to be beautiful. If we could just get you on the floor, sitting. (Y/N) maybe you could lay into Harry's chest and both hold your bump, looking down."

You nodded and Harry helped you down to the ground. You got into position and Carly snapped some photos. "Absolutely gorgeous, guys. Now, look up at me and smile."

She snapped some more pictures. Carly suggested one where you stood up and Harry knelt down, him kissing your tummy. He did one over your shirt, and to your dismay, one with your shirt up. 

Then she took some more of you cradling your bump while standing up, some where you were kissing, others where you were laughing and Harry was looking at you like you were his whole world. 

"(Y/N), are you comfortable with showing your bump?" Carly asked. "I have a few ideas." 

"Mmm," you looked at Harry. 

He kissed your temple. "C'mon. It's just me and yer best friend."

"Fine," you nodded and asked Carly what she had in mind. 

She had a little bit of washable paint- pink, of course. She asked you to dip your hands into it and then put them on your stomach and Harry sat behind you. The camera flashed and then the next frame had you and Harry's hands up, stained pink and handprints on your stomach. The camera flashed again. 

After you washed the paint off, you came back to the backdrop. You held up Honey this time and she meowed and purred. There was even one where she had her nose against your bump. 

You let her go and took a few more. This time you changed into a shirt that said, "Momma bear," and Harry wore one that said, "Girl dad."

More pictures were taken and then Carly put the camera down. "What? Camera run out of batteries?" 

"No. You guys are just so cute," she said, wiping her eye. "I can't believe you're going to be a mom."

You got up and hugged her and Harry insisted on taking a picture of the two of you. 

"Thank you for doing this," you said. 

"Yeah. We really appreciate it," Harry hugged her. 

"Oh, anytime guys."

"So, is that it?" You asked. 

Harry and Carly looked at each other and then you. "One more thing, babe. Please."

"Ok. What is it?" 

"Ok. Just yeh now. Just a mini-shoot. And we have a flowy dress that will show off yer bump," Harry pleaded. "Please."

"What's the dress look like?" You asked. 

Harry showed you and you went behind the backdrop and got dressed. When you came back out, Harry and Carly were speechless. 

"Wow," your friend said. 

"Babe," Harry said, breathlessly. 

You cradled your bump and smiled. "Is this ok?" The dress opened in the front, so if you did want to show it off, you could. 

"Yeh look like an angel," your husband said. 

You bit your lip and smiled at Harry, who still stood with his mouth open. You got down on your knees and cradled your bump. Carly snapped some photos. Then, you did ones with your bump showing. 

You went from kneeling to sitting to standing and Carly guided you through all of it. By the end, Harry had to leave the room for a second. 

Carly helped you up and you hugged her and thanked her again. You looked over the photos and asked her how she made you look so beautiful. "That's all you, girl. You're glowing."

You kissed her on the cheek and then went to make sure Harry was ok. You found him in the kitchen, wiping his nose, his eyes bloodshot. 

"Har, you ok?" You asked, walking as fast as you could towards him. 

"Yer so beautiful. God. Sorry. I had to collect myself. It's dumb. 'M sorry. I don't know why I'm crying," he blew his nose. 

You chuckled and wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love yeh so much, my wife," he kissed you. 

"I love that you cried over me," you smiled. 

"Yer just so beautiful. And then I remembered yer gonna be a mum, and I just lost it," he said. 

"And you're going to be a dad," you said. "A DILF, if I may."

He chuckled. "'M trying to be sentimental."

"I know. And I'm being honest," you said. 

Harry chuckled and you both wiped your tears. You both went back out to Carly and Harry wouldn't let her leave until she accepted the check he wrote her. 

You thanked her again, offered her some lunch as well, and then when you finished, she went home. 

~~~

You were sleeping on your body pillow because it was the only way you could get comfortable anymore. Harry wanted you to be comfortable, but he missed the closeness of having you near him. However, whatever you needed or wanted while pregnant, he did. So, when you complained you weren’t comfortable sleeping, Harry had gone out and bought you the biggest pillow he could find. 

But, now a week after your photoshoot, Harry was sitting on the bed next to you. 

He laid a hand on your thigh and you stirred. “Hmm?” 

You turned your head and saw him sitting above you, shirtless, with his curly hair all messed up. “Happy birthday, mama.” 

You smiled and opened your eyes. He leaned down to give you a kiss and you thanked him. 

“I made ya some breakfast,” he said. 

You smiled and sat up in the bed. You looked over at your clock and your eyes got wide. It was 10 am.  “I have to get to work. You have to get to work! I-.” 

“Babe. Babe,” Harry said, calmly. “It’s Saturday.” 

“Oh,” you giggled. “Pregnancy brain.” 

Harry chuckled and kissed your forehead. He then turned and placed a small tray table on your lap. “Some pancakes and syrup with sunny-side-up eggs and toast, for the birthday girl.” 

You clapped and then grabbed onto Harry’s face and kissed him. “Have I told you that I love you?”

“Yeh did, but I never tire of hearing it,” he said. 

“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you, baby daddy,” you said, giving him a big smooch.

When you picked your fork up and put a piece of pancake in your mouth, you hummed. “So good.” 

“Good,” he said, rubbing your back. “Feeling alright today?”

You nodded. “Yes. Just starving,” you said, dunking your toast into your eggs.

“Mmm. Well enjoy. I can make more if yeh some,” he said. 

“Mmm,” you wiped your mouth. “Didn’t you get any?” 

“Yeah. There’s some downstairs,” he said. 

“Well, go get it and come back here and eat it with me,” you said, dancing in the bed because you were happy you had food. 

“Alright,” he chuckled. “Be right back.”

Harry went downstairs and you ate your food. You caressed your stomach and hummed. “26 today. That means we’re closer to you guys being born.” You rubbed your stomach and smiled. 

When Harry came back up, he smiled when he saw you caressing the babies. He sat down next to you on the bed and placed his plate on the edge of your table. “Forgot to say good morning to my girls.” 

He leaned down, put his hand on your belly, and kissed it, which was so rounded and big, you started to waddle. Your belly button became an outie as well. “Good morning, munchkins. It’s mum’s birthday today. Yay! Gonna treat her well, alright?” 

One of them kicked and you smiled. That was the coolest feeling for you. You were going to miss that.

“Look, they’re throwing yeh a dance party,” he said, sitting back up. 

You giggled. “Thank you, babies.” 

Harry hummed. “So, what did yeh want to do today?” 

“Mmm,” you thought. “Sleep.” 

“Yeh can’t just sleep on yer birthday. That’s no fun,” he said. 

“You can when you’re 24 weeks pregnant,” you told him. 

“Mmm,” he narrowed his eyes at you. “What do yeh think yeh get some special privilege because yer carrying our children?” he joked. 

You nodded your head and giggled. Harry kissed you, with syrup and everything on his lips. “M’kay. We can sleep.” 

“Nah. We can do something. I just don’t know what yet,” you said. “Let me finish my food first.” 

Harry nodded as he chewed and shook his fork at you as if to say, “Good idea.”

When you finished eating, you got up to go to the bathroom. When you came back, Harry had the tables cleared away and he couldn’t stop smiling at you. “What?” 

“Yer little waddle is so cute,” he said. 

“Oh my God!” you threw the blanket on your head. “I am never walking again.” 

“Aww, come on, baby,” he began to tickle you. “I said it was cute.” 

You laughed when he tickled you and eventually took the blanket off of your head. You were pouting and Harry kissed your pout, chuckling. “My cute little duckling.” 

“Stooooop,” you whined. 

Harry laughed and then winked at you. “Yeh know I think yer beautiful.” 

“Mmm.” 

“Let’s go downstairs,” he said. “Start our day! Whatever yeh want to do.” 

Harry helped you walk down the stairs, which you did very slowly. When you got to the bottom, you were out of breath. You caught your breath for a few seconds and then took Harry’s hand to walk. He led you to the dining room, where there was a big bouquet of flowers and cards laying under them. 

“For me?” you asked, getting teary-eyed. It wasn’t even that big of a deal, but it seemed like lately, you were crying at everything. 

“Yeah,” Harry chuckled, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your cheek. “Happy birthday, love.”

"Harry, that's so sweet," you cried. 

Harry squeezed you gently and encouraged you to open the cards. One was from him, of course, with a long, sappy note about how much he loves you and how he can't believe by the next birthday, you'll have two children.

You wiped away your tears before opening the next one. This one had "Mom" on the front of it and a bunch of balloons. He signed it from "honey, baby one, baby two, and rainbow baby."

By the end, you were a blubbering mess in Harry's arms. "I love yeh, sweet girl." He kissed your forehead. 

"I love you too," you smiled at him. 

Harry's nostrils flared and you knew something was up. "What?" 

"Well, I haven't even given yeh yer gift yet and yer already emotional. And this for sure gonna make yeh emotional," he said. 

"I'm ready," you said, sitting up, closing your eyes, and holding out your hands. 

Harry chuckled and picked up the gift bag from under the table. He put it in your hands and you opened them. It was quite heavy, so you rested it on the table and then took the tissue paper and such out. 

When you laid it on the table, you looked at Harry with an open mouth. It was a scrapbook, more of a photo album. It started out of group shots with you and Harry, then one where you had beaten him in laser tag when you were a teen. They then turned into family picnics and finally your first photo together. It was taken at one of the game booths at the fair. Harry had his hand on your waist and you threw rings on a bottle. Then, of course, the photo booth pictures. 

It then got into pictures of just the two of you. After your first time, lying in bed, picnic dates, random cute pictures of the two of you. Candid ones of when you were finally public with your relationship and at parties together. 

Then, your engagement. And time in between. Your wedding pictures made you sob. But, you smiled at your honeymoon photos. 

The last few pages were of the cake Harry had made for your rainbow baby, along with the pregnancy tests. Then, it was the night you told him you were pregnant for the second time. Your bump growing. And finally, your ultrasounds and your pregnancy shoot. 

Carly had gotten the pictures developed and Harry wanted to surprise you with them. Of course, you'd get the digital copies and more physical copies to hang around the house. 

At the end, there was a little paper, which read "to be continued…"

You rubbed your thumb over it and sobbed. Happy sobs. Harry smiled because he knew how much you'd like it and kissed your hand. 

When you calmed down, you wiped your nose, and took a deep breath looking up at him. "Har, this is beautiful."

"Yeh like it?" He asked, rubbing your back. 

You nodded, wiping your eyes. "Oh, darling," he pulled you close. "'M glad."

"Thank you," you said, puckering your lips. 

"Yer welcome," Harry said, returning your kiss. 

"When did you do all of this?" You asked. 

"On my lunch breaks, mostly. I just put the maternity shoot in this morning. Carly dropped them off," he said. "Which reminds me." He pulled over another card. "She said Happy birthday, by the way." 

You tsk'd and then opened it. It was a spa gift card. She left a note in there saying that when you were stressed with the babies you two could go for massages together. 

"Remind me to thank her," you said, putting her card down on the table.  

"I will," he kissed your neck. "So, what did yeh want to do the rest of the day?"

"I don't know. I like relaxing," you chuckled. Harry chuckled as well. 

"Ok. Well, would yeh want to go to dinner later, maybe? Dress all pretty?" He asked. 

You nodded. "Ok." 

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," you smiled. 

The rest of the day, you spent it watching your favorite movies and Harry fed you your favorite snacks. 

Some of your family and friends called and facetimed you throughout the day and it really cheered you up. You also wished your brother a happy birthday as well and he told you he got a job.

Harry surprised you with another gift- diamond earrings that he wanted you to wear to dinner. You cried again, of course, and then you went to get ready for the night. 

Your husband dressed in a simple suit. He asked you what color you were wearing, so he could match, but you weren't sure yet. You had to look through your closet. So he just settled on a simple black tie and white shirt. 

You let your curling iron heat up, and started on your make-up. Standing for long periods of time hurt your back, so you wound up sitting on your bed, applying your make-up. 

Harry came in at one point to get his cologne, but you told him to shoo because you wanted the look to be a surprise. He was quick in and out and kissed your head. 

You really wanted to look nice, because you hadn't gotten this dolled up since your wedding. And it was your birthday, so why not?

Luckily, you got the perfect cat eye and sparkly eyeshadow. Your curling iron was finally heated up, so you got the bench that you use in the shower and brought it in front of your mirror. Soon your hair was falling down into curls around your face. 

Your hair and make-up were done and then you had to decide what to wear. You wanted comfy, but nice at the same time. 

You settled for a white dress that you had bought that was oversized to begin with, but now would be a bit short on you because your bump would stick out in it. The dress had ruffled sleeves and came way above your knees. 

You contemplated it for 15 minutes, before you settled on that one. You wanted to wear flats, but something about that dress screamed heels. So you found a low pair of red heels and put them on. Then, added jewelry and were all set to go. 

You grabbed a purse and very slowly, walked to the guest room where Harry was waiting for you.

He was fixing his tie, not looking at you, when you arrived at the door. "Are you ready to go?"

Harry looked up at you and swallowed. "Bloody hell."

You slowly crossed your legs and waited for him to get up. Harry walked over to you quickly, his hands immediately on your hips. 

"So, were you ready to go?" You asked, your hands playing with his tie. You closed your eyes and breathed in. "Wow. You smell good."

Harry chuckled, his hands moving to your butt cheeks. "And yeh look…fuck, baby."

You bit your lip and you both stared into each other's eyes. "What time was our reservation?" You eyed him up and down. 

"No reservation. Was just gonna drop in," he said, his eyes scanning your body. 

"Mmm. Interesting."

"Mmm," he agreed. 

Your lips collided in an instant and he had you against the doorframe, your teeth hitting against each other and your tongues dancing together. 

He lifted your leg up and pulled it towards him. "How are we doing this?"

"I-I don't know, but I want you," you pulled on his shirt. 

"Oh, we're doing this, baby," he growled. 

You bit your lip. "I don't want to ruin my hair."

"Can yeh do doggy?" He whispered. 

You nodded, giving him small eyes. Barely above a whisper, he spoke. "Go on, pup. Get on the bed."

You walked over and stopped, bracing yourself to get on the bed. Harry came behind you, hands under your dress, abd pulled your panties down. 

You yelped and put one of your legs up on the bed, causing your panties to fall on your one ankle. You decided to stay like that. Harry wrapped his arms around you, resting on your stomach. "Sorry my loves. Turn yer heads."

Harry unbuckled himself from his pants and put his cock inside of you. Your mouth hung open as you moaned. Your head rested back on Harry's shoulder, as he pumped himself in you. 

You licked your lips, as your mouth was becoming dry. Harry held onto your stomach and growled as he punctuated his thrusts. He brought his other hand around to grab your chin and bring your lips towards his. Between kisses, he said in a low voice. "Yer so fucking sexy, yeh know that? Yeh drive me insane." 

You whimpered. Harry's scent was driving you insane and his cock was making your head dizzy. "Har," you moaned. 

"Baby girl," he moaned back. 

"I need-. I can't reach," you said, your hand slipping past your thigh. 

He understood what you were saying and opened your legs a bit more. He found your clit and you let out quiet moans. Harry kissed your neck and your mouth turned even more dry. 

Your legs started to shake, and you rested your hands on the bed, and Harry's cock was reaching the deepest part inside of you. His finger on your clit was speeding up and you were coming undone. "I'm gonna cum," you said breathlessly. 

"Cum for me," he whispered in your ear. "Wanna hear yer pretty moans."

You moaned out loud and shook on top of your husband. Your pussy spasming around him, made Harry soon spill into you. By the time you both came down from your highs, you were out of breath. 

Your chests were heaving and Harry kissed you, slowly pulling out. He asked you if you wanted your panties or not. "Yes please. In case, I pee."

Your bladder had not been your friend lately. You had to pee almost every 30 minutes now. Harry smiled and pulled them back up. He told you to go to the bathroom and clean up and then you'd head out. Harry washed his hands as well. 

When you were done, you walked hand in hand to the car and headed to dinner.

~~

Harry had your hand on your thigh the entire car ride. "Aren't yeh gonna be cold, love?"

It was the end of October and the air was getting chilly. "I'll be ok."

"Mmm."

"I didn't hear you complaining earlier about this dress," you smirked. 

He smirked too. "Just looking out for yeh, pup."

 "I know. Thank you."

~

You were at the restaurant in no time. It was one of the fancier places in the city and you were surprised you only waited 15 minutes with no reservation. 

Harry had told you to sit and he did plead with them a bit. "Hi. It's m' wife's birthday and she's very pregnant, so if there's anything available…"

The hostess looked over at you, rubbing your stomach and nodded. "Give us 15 minutes."

"Perfect." Harry smiled and then went to go sit next to you. 

~

Now, you were seated, looking at the menu. Everything sounded so good to you, you honestly wanted to order one of each. 

"I would do anything for mozzarella sticks right now," you rubbed your bump. 

"Anything, huh?" Harry raised his eyebrow. 

You rolled your eyes, but smiled. “Yes, anything.”

“Good to know,” he smiled back.

“Mmm.” 

The waitress came and you ordered drinks- wine for Harry, iced tea for you and you got your mozzarella sticks. 

“Would it be really bad if I ordered the burger and fries?” you asked. 

“No. Why would it be bad?” 

“Because this place is fancy,” you looked around. 

“If they didn’t want yeh to order it, they wouldn’t have it on the menu,” Harry pointed out. 

“True,” you said. 

When the waitress came back with your drinks and appetizer, you ordered a burger, well done, and a large fry. Harry got the steak with potatoes and asparagus. 

When she walked away, Harry put his hands on your thighs and moved them up and down. “What are you doing?” 

“Aren’t yeh cold? Just trying to keep yeh warm,” he said, a twinkle in his eye. 

You shot him a look and he smiled at you. “You’re going to get us kicked out.” 

“Ahh baloney. ‘M sure they’ve seen worse.” He smirked. You shook your head and sipped your iced tea.

You two made small talk as you waited for your food. When it arrived, you literally could have came right there, it looked so good. The burger was cooked just right and you put salt on the fries and your eyes were rolling back in your head at how good they were. Harry enjoyed his food as well. 

At one point, he reached over and tried to take one of your fries. You smacked his hand away and with a full mouth said, “Get your own fries.” 

Harry chuckled and moved his hand back. You put your hand up to your mouth and once you swallowed, you grabbed Harry’s hand with your other one. “I’m sorry. Oh my God! You can have some. I’m being a pig. Please take some.” 

“It’s fine, love.” 

“No, please. I will eat these all if you don’t take some,” you said.

“So? It’s yer birthday. Eat them,” he said. 

“Harry please,” you started to tear up. Oh no, the hormones were in full force today. “Take some. I’ll feel really bad.” 

Once he saw you get upset, he took some fries and put them on his plate. “Thank yeh, lovey. Enjoying yer food?” 

You nodded as you bit into your burger. Harry smiled and said, “Good.” 

You both cleared your plates and you held onto your stomach, wondering if you could eat anymore when a few of the waiters approached the table. They held a small cake and started to sing “Happy Birthday.” 

Harry grabbed your hand as they placed the cake on the table and sang quietly with them. The cake had a big sparkler in it and it was everything you’ve ever wanted.

You had a huge smile on your face and thanked the waiters for bringing it over. After the song was done, they left you two alone. 

“Make a wish,” he said. “Before it runs out.” 

Let’s see. You were married to the man of your dreams, carrying two of his babies, eating at one of the most expensive restaurants in town, living in a beautiful house, with an adorable cat. What more could you want?

You thought about it real quick, decided, and then blew out your candles. It was a pipe dream, but you made it anyway.

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anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach

[serahthoughts]

I’m so happy for them 💖

And i think you should take your time with the writing in the pregnancy phase especially because they wanted it so bad & more pregnancy sex bcuz he always raved about it 🫢

Daddy's Full-Figured Life- Curvy Secret- 3.5*

Hiiii. Idk if I'm going to speed up this pregnancy or not. Cause if I don't it's going to be like 100 chapters, so let me know what y'all think.

WARNINGS:  talks of pregnancy, cursing, a bit of smut, stupid cute fluff, daddrry!, a smidge of angst, age gap, some body insecurity, talks of weight

WC: 5900

Harry had been downstairs feeding Honey, cleaning out her litter box, and then went to the bathroom.

When he came upstairs, he thought he would see you ready to go, putting on earrings or something. But, he heard groaning when he got to the hallway and rushed into the room. "Babe?"

You were lying on the bed, fidgeting with your pants, trying to get them to close. You looked up at him. "Just go without me. Nothing fits."

Harry walked over to you, your bra half off, wearing a pair of Harry's underwear, your hair disheveled, and leaned down. His knees cracked, but he ignored it. "Pup. Yeh want me to go to yer parents house by myself and tell them we're pregnant?" He smirked.

"Yes."

"No, bug. Can't do that," he said.

"But I can't go like this," you said, gesturing to yourself. "My bra doesn't even fit."

"So, go braless," he shrugged.

"I can't go braless to my parents' house, Har," you whined.

"Mmm. Well, let's take a look in the closet, hmm?" He helped you stand up and brought you into your closet and sat you on the chair in there.

Harry kneeled down again and kissed your stomach. You were 14 weeks today, and because you were having twins, you were really popping.

You told him you thought you just looked fatter, but he said, "No. It's a baby bump."

"Alright, munchkins. Let's pick something out that makes mummy feel as pretty as she is, hmm," he said to your stomach.

You smiled at him, as he stood up and turned around to your clothes. "Leggings?" Harry asked.

"Mmm. I tried that, but then my shirts are tight," you said.

"Ok," Harry sighed, moving to the next one. "I guess skirts are out."

"Mmm."

"I guess jumpsuits are out too," Harry hummed.

"Yeah. Will show too much off," you said, rubbing your stomach.

He turned around to you and sighed, not annoyingly, just because. "Bug. I don't know how to tell yeh this, but.... Yer pregnant and yer gonna start showing because the babies are growing inside of yeh, alright? But, that's a good thing. Means everything is going alright."

You were looking down at the ground and nodding your head. "I know."

Harry kissed the top of your head before turning back around. He looked through your closet and smiled when he came across a maxi dress. "Perfect! Flowy, roomy, comfy. I think we have a winner."

"I still don't have a bra," you said.

Harry thought. "Ah! Hold on a second. I'll be right back."

He returned about two minutes later with a big bag. "Remember when we were shopping, for the um, first time, the day it happened, and we bought some things?" he asked. You nodded. "Well, there's two bras in here," he took them out of the bag and held them up. "As well, as some maternity shirts."

A smile lit up your face. "Really?"

"Yeah. I came across this the other day when I was putting away laundry and looked in it and remembered," he said. "Try one on."

He handed you a bra, and it fit perfectly. You were still in a pair of his boxer briefs, but you didn't care. They were comfy. You stood up and kissed him on the lips. "Thank you."

"Oh. Don't thank me. Thank old us for buying these things," he said, holding out the bag. "Now, are we ready to get dressed?"

You nodded and slipped into the maxi dress, along with sandals. You were going to miss Summer and the convenience of easy clothing. However, the heat, while you are pregnant, is not fun. You went to the bathroom and then headed out the door, to your parents' house.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Harry kissed your hand as you caressed your belly in the car. "It's gonna be alright, love."

"I know my mom will be excited. And Ryan, well, I don't know if he'll care either way, but it's dad I'm worried about," you said.

"Oh. He will be thrilled," He said. "Come on. It's his first, well first and second, grandchildren."

"Yeah, but then he'll know we..."

Harry smirked. "We're married. Yeh don't think he knows we already do that?"

"Yeah. But I don't want him thinking about it," you pouted.

Harry just chuckled. "It's going to be great, love."

The drive was short and when Harry stopped the car in front of the house, you let out a sigh and rubbed your stomach.

Harry ran his thumb over your hand and took off his seatbelt. "Come on, bug."

You sighed and took your seatbelt off too. You both got out of the car and Harry sped walked to your door to help you out. He helped you out of your seat and up the walkway to the door.

Harry grabbed your hand and rang the doorbell. Before it opened, you turned to him, and rubbed your stomach. "Can you tell, you think?"

He looked at you. "Yeh look beautiful."

You were going to protest but then the door opened. "(Y/N), Harry! Hi, guys. Come on in," your mom said.

"Sorry we're late," you said, stepping into the house.

"Oh. It's fine. We have the whole day free," she said, giving you both a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

You walked into the living room and sat down. Your mom offered your drinks and you just took a water while Harry got a scotch as usual.

Your dad came into the room and handed Harry the scotch, giving him one of those bro hug/handshake things. He gave you a kiss and a hug and then sat down in the chair.

"So, how's it going, guys?" Your mom asked.

"Good," you nodded. "Work is good right now."

"That's great!" Your mom said, sipping her wine. "I've been really into gardening lately. So, if you need any tomatoes, let me know."

You chuckled. "We will. Where's Ryan?" Your leg was starting to bounce from anxiety. Harry put his hand on your leg and you seemed to calm down.

"He's in his room, playing some game," your dad said. "Ryan!" Your dad got up and called from the stairs. He waited until he got an answer. "Your sister and Harry are here."

You rolled your eyes. Your sister and brother-in-law are here, you wanted to say, but you didn't want to set him off any more.

He came down the stairs. You guessed he still wasn't working. "Hey, Ry!" You got up and hugged him. Harry offered him a handshake.

"Hi! What brings you two here?" He asked.

"Well, that's what we were getting to and we wanted to tell you all at once," you told him, looking at Harry. He nodded and rubbed your back.

You needed to sit down again, so everyone followed suit. Harry kept his hand on your back and rubbed it. Your mom looked anxious now, your brother seemed to just want to get back to his game, and your dad swirled his drink in his cup. "We, um..."

You cleared your throat. "Well, we..."

"Are you guys ok?" Your mom asked.

You closed your eyes and nodded. "Yes."

You let out a breath and Harry kissed your temple. "Go on, love."

You fumbled with your hands. "Mom, dad, Ry. We're pregnant."

You looked up at them and your mom's face lit up. "Oh my God!" She put her hand up to her mouth. "Oh my God. Congratulations!"

She got up to hug the both of you and then you touched your stomach when she pulled away. "How far along are you?"

"14 weeks," you said. "We wanted to make sure it was safe."

She began to cry. "Oh. I'm gonna be a grandma. This is-. Oh, I'm just so happy for you." Your mom was the only one in this room that knew about your previous pregnancy and miscarriage, so she was extra emotional.

Ryan got up to hug you and congratulate you and Harry. "Wow. My sister pregnant, huh? Congrats."

"Thank you, Uncle Ry," you smiled. He smiled back at you and then sat down again.

You turned towards your dad, who was still sitting and not saying anything. "Dad?" He hummed, looking at his glass. "Did you hear me?"

"Mmm."

"You're going to be a grandfather," you said again, rubbing your stomach.

He chuckled and put his drink down, walking out of the room and not saying anything. You sighed and Harry kissed your forehead. Your mom ran her hand through her hair and your brother was already scrolling on his phone.

"I can talk to him, if yeh want," Harry said.

You shook your head. "We should probably just go."

You went to grab your purse and head for the door when your dad walked back out. "Where are you going?"

"Home, dad."

"But, I have to give you something," he said, holding something up in his hand. He guided you to sit back down and Harry was still giving him an angry look.

Your dad sighed. "Your grandmom's last wish before she passed was to have a great-grandchild, but we know that didn't happen."

"However, before she passed, she gave this to me to give to her first great-grandchild."

He handed you a bag and you took out the contents of it. It was a hand-embroidered blanket with All My Love, GG, stitched on it. You ran your hand over the stitching and sniffled. "This is beautiful. Thanks, dad."

"Don't thank me," he said, as you stood up to hug him. "Thank your grandma."

"Thanks, grandmom," you looked up and blinked away tears.

"And congrats, darling," he kissed your cheek. "I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks, dad," you hugged him back. When you pulled away and wiped your tears, you smiled. "It's a shame she didn't make two of those blankets."

"Why's that?"

You looked at your mom and then back to your dad. "We're having twins."

"Oh (Y/N). That's great," he hugged you again.

Your mom clapped. "Oh! I get to buy two of everything! Do we know the genders yet?"

"Not yet," you said. "But, we will let you know when we do."

You got hugs again and then they offered you lunch and you, of course, accepted. You all talked about how you were feeling and your mom shared pregnancy experiences and tips with you and she said that they'd be willing to babysit anytime.

After a few hours, you left and got hugs and congratulations all around again.

Harry and your dad shook hands. "Does this mean I can call yeh dad now?" He smirked.

"No. Definitely not," your dad chuckled.

"Gramps?" Harry smirked again.

"You're pushing your luck, man," your dad lightly hit him on the back.

Harry chuckled. "Alright. I'll see yeh Monday."

"See you then, Harry."

You said goodbye again and left to walk to the car. You got in and had a huge smile on your face.

"See? I told yeh everything would be fine," Harry said.

"Yeah. I knew I married you for a reason," you smirked.

"I can think of a few," he smirked, as he started up the car.

You giggled and Harry drove home.

~~~~~

The next day you went out and did full maternity shopping. Harry was very excited about it, but you were feeling self-conscious when he told you to try it on. You were already a big girl and getting bigger by the day with two babies in you.

"Yeh look so cute," he said, cradling your bump, as you were standing in the maternity section of Target.

"Mmm," you hummed.

Harry gave you a kiss. "Can yeh try these on for me, love?"

"Fine," you rolled your eyes and took the clothes from him. You tried a few on, and they did fit. You were excited for fall clothes because most of them were cute and baggy.

When you came out, you had a small smile on your face and Harry was smiling now. "All good?"

You nodded. "Yeah. They actually all fit."

"Alright, great," he kissed your temple. "And then we have to get a few sizes up for later on, ok?"

You nodded. If everyone went according to plan, and you went the full 40 weeks, you'd be due around the end of February, early March, so you wouldn't really need Summer clothes, mostly Winter.

You picked up a few more clothes, and a bag of Cheetos for later, and made your way up to the registers. Everything was paid for and then you went out to lunch because you were starving and then headed home.

~~

When you got home, Harry read a book that he had been meaning to catch up on and you surfed on your laptop for baby things. "I'm not sure if we're going to have a shower, but might as well make a registry, right?"

"We'll have a shower, pup," he said, holding on to your leg. "Yeh should definitely make one."

"What do you know?" you squinted your eyes at him.

"Nothing," he chuckled. "I just know yer mum, and my mum, and my sister, and our friends. A shower is imminent."

You bit your lip and looked back at your laptop. "So, that means I can put expensive stuff on here and people will buy it for us."

Harry chuckled, closed his book, and put his head on your shoulder. "It's worth a shot. Let's see what they have."

You scrolled through the internet for hours. Harry was going for the more practical things while you were trying to get Disney-themed stuff and fun-themed items.

By the time you were done, you were mentally exhausted. You rubbed your stomach and Harry kissed you. "This is getting so real now," he said.

"I know," you hummed back. You turned your laptop off and placed it on the couch next to you. Harry, of course, lifted up your shirt and kissed your stomach. "Hi, munchkins. It's Papa. We picked out so many nice things for when yeh arrive. And we met grandma and grandpa (Y/O/L/N) yesterday and they are so excited to meet yeh. Oh, and Uncle Ryan. Yer already so loved."

You smiled and nodded. He kissed your stomach again. "Hope yer warm in there. Mumma's taking such good care of yeh." Harry kissed it one last time and then kissed you.

"I love you."

"I love yeh more, darling," he smiled.

~~

You ate dinner, which was chicken caesar salad, soup, and breadsticks, and then you just stayed in for the rest of the night. You were too tired to go out again anywhere, so Harry turned on some golf station and laid on top of you, explaining the game to the babies.

When the game was over, he looked up at you and rested his chin on your stomach. "What are yeh thinking about?"

You ran a hand through his hair. "I was thinking about what our babies are going to grow up to be. Doctors, rock stars, writers, teachers, whatever they want to be, I'll support it."

"Mmm," Harry hummed. "We don't even know what we're having yet."

"Well, I hope they're humans," you smirked.

Harry chuckled. "I mean unless yeh had an affair with a goat, 'm pretty sure they will be."

"You know there was that one time..." you joked.

"Heyyyy!" Harry sat up more.

You giggled. "Kidding. You're the only man for me- human or goat."

He chuckled now and rubbed your noses together. "I better be."

You giggled again. "You are and these are your babies, I promise."

"Of course, they are," he kissed your stomach.

"Half human and half God," you said. "They get the God side from their father."

Harry laughed. "Please. If anything, they're half-royal because their mum is a queen."

"Mmm. Are you trying to seduce me?" you smirked.

"Is it working?" he asked.

"Kind of, except my back really hurts right now," you pouted.

"Aww, love. It's alright," he smiled. "Want me to massage it?"

"It's ok," you whispered. "I'll survive."

"Ok. Just let me know," he said.

"I will."

He rubbed your stomach and you talked more.

"Have you thought of names yet?" you asked.

"Mmmm. Let's see. 'M 42 years old and have wanted kids for most of my life, so yes, I have thought of names," Harry smiled.

You smiled. "Well, what were you thinking?"

"We don't even know the genders yet," he said.

You shrugged. "I'm sure you have both picked out."

Harry smiled. "Well, I've always like Amelia or Mia, but I reckon that could get confusing."

"I mean if you like it, we'd make it work," you said.

Harry shrugged. "I also liked Odella."

You didn't say anything.

"Is that a no?" he smiled.

"Mmmm."

"Alright," Harry laughed. "For boys, I liked Eddie, yeh know cause 'm Harry Edward and it'd be cute. Kind like how Niall did with James."

"Yeah. I like Eddie. That's cute," you said.

"Or Tommy."

"Tommy's cute too," you said.

"What about yeh. What were yer ideas?" Harry asked.

"Well, I had two, that were really both gender neutral, but if they're too sensitive for you, I understand," you said.

"What do yeh mean? What are they?"

You hummed and pushed his hair back. "I was thinking Dessie and Robin, but I like Robin with a "y."

"Yobin?" Harry asked.

You lightly slapped him on the back of his head. "You know what I meant."

Harry smirked and then took your hand. "I... yeah, I like those names."

"I figured," you said, smiling.

"But, don't name our children that just because..."

"Don't name them after their grandfathers?" you asked.

"I mean, only if yeh really want to," he whispered.

"I would want to. If you'd want to," you said.

"Ok. We can put them on the list," he say up and went to go get a notepad and a pen. "Make a yes and no... and a maybe list."

"Alright," you said.

He wrote down the names you already discussed and then you talked about some more.

"And if we think of anymore, the pad will be right here and we can add to it," he said, placing it on the coffee table.

"Sounds great," you said, putting your head on his shoulder.

"Yeh'd really name our kids that, just for me?" Harry asked, putting his hand on your thigh.

"Mmhmm," you nodded, kissing him. "Because I love you and I know I would have loved them."

You saw Harry tear up a bit. "I love yeh. I love yeh so much."

"I love you too. And I'd be honored to have our babies named after two people you really love," you said.

He sniffled and nodded. "Yeah... me too."

You wrapped your arms around his neck. "I didn't mean to make you upset."

"No no," he wiped his eyes. "It's happy tears, promise."

"Ok," you kissed his cheek.

After a few minutes of silence, you turned to look at your husband and smirked.

"What?" He asked.

"My back's feeling better," you bit your lip.

"Mmm," he raised his eyebrows. "Is it?"

"Mmhmm."

"Interesting," he smirked.

"What should we do about it?" You bit your lip.

"Well, you should be a good pup and get on your hands and knees on the bed," Harry said.

You got up, not as fast as you normally would, and walked upstairs to the bedroom slowly. Harry smiled as he saw you make your way up there and gave you plenty of time to settle in. When he got up there, you were just taking off your clothes and left in your bra and underwear. He smiled as you sat on the bed. "Did I tell yeh that yeh look really hot in my underwear?"

"Yeah, right," you said, taking them and your bra off.

"No, yeh do," he said, taking off his clothes.

You didn't believe him, but you said, "Thanks, baby," just to get him to come over to you.

He stood at the edge of the bed and kissed you, while holding onto your stomach. When he pulled away, he said, "Let me know if yer in any pain at all and we'll stop."

You nodded and Harry told you kindly to get on your hands and knees. "Is this position comfortable, pup?"

"Yes," you nodded.

"Good," he smiled. "Want the babies to be comfortable too."

You hummed and looked back at him. Harry, very gently, inserted himself inside of you, and you had a quickie before you both went off to bed.

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16 weeks. 4 whole months of being pregnant. It was Labor Day, ironically, and you were about to tell everyone else that you knew that you were pregnant. Your parents always hosted the Labor Day barbeque and you were heading over there again today. "I am NOT wearing a bathing suit, Har."

He pouted. "Yer not gonna go in the pool with me?"

"Oh yeah. Let the whale get in the pool, all the water will fall out," you rolled your eyes.

"Yeh are not a whale. Yeh look so freaking cute, I can't stand it," he said, twirling you.

"Mmm."

"Pack it anyway," he threw it in your bag. "Yeh might change yer mind."

"It's a maternity bathing suit," you pouted.

"And?"

You pouted. "I'm gonna look ugly."

Harry huffed and then walked up to you, held your face in his hands, and kissed you. "Yeh never ever look ugly and never will."

You whimpered. "Thanks."

"Mmm. Now, let's go before all the good food is gone," Harry said.

You chuckled and took Harry's hand. He grabbed the bag and you headed to the car and then to your parents' house.

~~~~

You arrived as the party was already hopping and right away, you helped your mom in the kitchen. "Just take it easy, honey. I'm fine in here."

"Mom, I'm fine," you said.

After Harry put your stuff down and greeted some people, he came back into the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around your waist, between your boobs and your stomach. "What are yeh doing?"

"Helping mom," you said.

"No. Yer gonna sit down," he said, in a kind voice. "I just don't want yeh exhausting yerself."

"I tried to tell her," your mom said.

"Not listening to yer mom or the love of yer life?" Harry scoffed.

You giggled. "Come on, pup," he whispered. "I'll get yeh some potato salad."

You sighed and put down what you had in front of you. "Fine. But mom, if you need help, please come get me." She waved you off and Harry grabbed your hand and took you outside.

He gave you a kiss and you both filled your plates up. As you went to find a table, you were stopped by Mia. You gave her a hug and asked her where Niall was. He was talking to Mitch about some dumb golf game and she waved him over. Harry put your plates of food down and walked back over to you. "What's up?" Niall asked, holding James in his arms.

You looked at Harry and he nodded, smiling. You looked back at them. "We're pregnant!"

Mia gasped and Niall smiled. "Oh my God!" she said, pulling you in for a hug. "Congratulations! James will finally have someone to play with."

You giggled. "Thank you. And I know. Haha."

Niall congratulated and hugged both of you and Mia hugged Harry. James got excited too and of course, you had to give him hugs. "Baby," you said to him, holding your stomach.

"Baby," he babbled. You all chuckled. And then Mia asked how far along you were. "16 weeks. AND... we're having twins!"

"OH goodness," she said. "That's incredible!"

They hugged you again and then you sat down to eat. You sat with them and started talking about babies and pregnancy. More of your friends, including Mitch and Sarah, Whitney, Carly, and her boyfriend, and others came over to greet you. You decided to tell them all the news at once and everyone fawned over you. Some asked to touch your stomach while other asked what you were having and if you had picked out names.

"We don't know yet. We are going tomorrow to find out," you said. "And we have some names, but nothing set in stone yet. Think we have to see the babies first."

The party was buzzing and your mom came out to join it eventually. There were already talks of a shower looming around, but your mom shushed everyone. "Shh. It's supposed to be a surprise."

You chuckled. "I'll send you the registry tomorrow."

"Thank you," she winked.

After about an hour later, the party went back to normal, but Harry wouldn't leave your side. He kept his hand on your bump, happy that he could do that publicly now. He kept looking over towards the pool though, as you were talking to Carly.

"Babe," you said. "If you want to go in the pool, no one is stopping you."

"Mmm. I don't wanna leave yeh though," he pouted.

You chuckled. "I'll be fine. I promise. And if I need you, I'll come to get you."

"Will yeh join me later though?" he pouted.

"Maybe," you giggled.

"Fine," he humphed and went inside to change into his bathing suit.

You shook your head at him. He was 42 and still loved the pool like a little kid. And he also followed you around like a little lost puppy dog. But, despite yourself, you loved it. Harry came out again five minutes later, put some sunscreen on himself, and then jumped into the pool. Niall was already in there with James and a few other people were hanging out on the side of it.

Harry automatically swam toward James and gave him a raspberry and then swam with him from one end to the other. You did help your mom a little bit, but now since everyone knew, they'd take a tray from you, or offer to help in your place.

You didn't listen until Whitney physically took you to a chair and sat you down. "Now, stay."

As you sat, you were handed a drink from your dad. "Doing alright, sweetie?"

"I'm fine, dad. Thanks," you smiled, taking the drink.

Your dad smiled at you and then looked over at Harry in the pool. "You know, I've never seen him this happy before."

"Oh, please," you rolled your eyes jokingly while sipping your drink.

"No. I'm serious," he said.

You hummed and looked at Harry, who was twirling James around in the pool. You smiled. "Yeah." You touched your stomach. "I don't think I have either."

Your dad patted you on the back and then went back to helping your mom set up the dessert.

At that moment, Harry swam over to the edge of the pool and rested his arms on the edge of it. He looked so damn hot. His hair was wet, his muscles were flexing, and he had a smirk on his face. "Hey, pretty lady!"

You looked around as a joke and then pointed to you as you looked back at Harry. He nodded. "Yeh promised yeh'd join me."

"I said 'maybe'," you reminded him.

Harry pouted. "Pleeaseee. Look James wants yeh to join!" He picked up the one-year-old and made him wave.

You shook your head. "Ok. Maybe I'll sit on the edge."

"Yaaaay!" Harry said, throwing James' arms up in the air.

You shook your head and then went inside to get changed. You had to have a pep talk with yourself for ten minutes to even put the bathing suit on. "Ok," you closed your eyes. "I'll just put it on and then put my cover-up on over it. Yeah. There we go. No sweat, right?"

You got changed and looked at yourself in the mirror before putting on your cover-up. How did Harry want to stay with you? You felt and looked like a killer whale.

You rolled your eyes and put on your flip-flops and your cover-up on. You spread the sunscreen on your skin and added your sunglasses and then grabbed your towel before heading out to the pool.

You sighed and tried to smile as you opened the door to the backyard. Harry stopped what he was doing and turned towards you. "There she is! Mrs. (Y/N) Styles, everybody!"

"Shhh," you told him, putting your finger up to your lips. "Stop, Har. Please."

"What?" he smirked. "Yeh are m' wife and everyone should know that."

"I don't want to draw attention to myself," you said.

"Why's that, bug?" he asked.

"Because I feel like a hippo," you whispered, sitting on the edge of the pool.

"But yeh look gorgeous," he said, rubbing your thighs.

You rolled your eyes. "Please."

"Take that off," he said, pointing to your cover-up. "And come in the pool with me and Jamesyyyy and Niall!"

You rubbed your arm nervously and shook your head.

"Come on, love. No one's judging yeh," Harry said.

You still shook your head. "If yeh don't do it for me, do it for James!" Harry picked him up and put him in front of his face. In a baby voice, he said, "Please auntie (Y/N)! Come in the pool with me."

A smile reached across your face. "Fine."

"Yayyy!" Harry said, picking James' arms up again and then making him clap.

You walked over to the pool steps and took off your cover-up. James was back with Niall and Harry walked over to help you in the pool. "There she is," he smiled.

You wanted to get in as quickly as possible, but Harry was blocking the steps and guiding you in slowly. "Yeh look gorgeous, my love."

You rolled your eyes but thanked him anyway. When you got into the pool, you took it easy. You walked over slowly to James and stayed in the shallow end. James was happy to see you and you spun him around slowly and he laughed and laughed.

Harry was happy to have you in the pool with him and to watch your confidence grow more by the second. Some neighbors that your parents invited came into the pool and Harry saw you tense up. He was over to you in a flash and had a hand on your shoulder. "It's alright. 'M here. Did yeh want to get out?"

You sighed and closed your eyes. "No. I'm just going to go over here."

"Alright. 'M here if yeh need me," he said, kissing your cheek.

You nodded, but then just hung out in the corner and talked to Whitney, who was hanging out by the edge of the pool.

"You ok, girl?" she asked.

You shrugged. "Harry bought this bathing suit for me and tells me I look pretty, but he's my husband, he has to say that."

"What's wrong with it?" Whitney asked.

"I just feel so ugly," you pouted. "And fat. I mean I've always been fat, but this is just... worse. And it's only going to get worse, the farther along I get."

"(Y/N), you're pregnant," she put a hand on your shoulder. "Your body is supposed to change. And you are not ugly."

"Yes, I am," you cried.

"No, you're not. You look amazing!"

"I just feel like everyone is staring at me," you whispered.

"Yeah. Because they're excited for you," she said. "I promise you, no one here is saying anything bad about you, ok?"

You nodded. Harry then swam up to you and wrapped his arms around you again, giving you a raspberry on your neck. "What are yeh girls talking about?"

You tried to give Whitney warning eyes, but she ignored them. "(Y/N) thinks she's ugly and I'm trying to tell her she's not."

You pushed her knee and she shrugged. Harry shook his head. "Yeh gotta stop that, bug."

"You don't think I look like a hippo?" you asked.

"No!" both Whitney and Harry shouted.

"Ok," you whispered.

"I think it's time to dry off and get out of the pool now, hmm?" Harry said.

You nodded and waved bye to Whitney. He helped you up the stairs and then he took you to a secluded spot behind the shed. "Babe. 'm tired of yeh saying yer ugly. Yeh are carrying our children, for Christ's sake. Yer gonna get bigger. Yeh could never be ugly though, ok?" He pushed a piece of wet hair behind your ear. "I need yeh to stop saying that. It's only gonna make yeh more stressed out."

He caressed your stomach. "How are we feeling? Physically?"

"Good," you nodded. "I'm really excited about tomorrow."

"Me too," he smiled. "God, me too!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~

You sat in a hospital gown, your feet kicking back and forth. Harry sat in the chair next to you. They had just taken some blood and tests as well as an ultrasound.

"You don't care, right?" you asked.

"'Course not," Harry responded. "As long as they're healthy, that's all I care."

"Ok, good. Me too," you gave a weak smile.

The doctor came back into the room a few moments later and smiled at you. "They look so healthy and are growing wonderfully. Did we want to know the sexes or are we leaving that for birth?"

You looked at Harry. You actually hadn't thought about that option. "Um..."

Harry smiled. "'M fine with whatever yeh want to do, love."

You looked at the doctor. "I'd really like to know now if that's ok."

The doctor nodded and rolled her chair over to you. She opened up the chart. "Looking at the ultrasound, and the blood tests, from what we can see, it looks like you are having two girls!"

You gasped. "Oh! Oh, that's amazing!" You squeezed Harry's hand.

You heard him sniffle and wipe his nose as he listened to what the doctor had to say. You hoped he was listening because you kind of weren't. You were too busy thinking about the cute little outfits you were going to dress your girls in and how good Harry would be with them and who they'd look more like.

"Now, I'll see you back here in four weeks. Just for a routine check-up, alright?" the doctor said.

"Thank you, doctor," you said, and she asked if you had any more questions before she left. You told her no and she let you get dressed back into your clothes.

You left the doctor's office and got into the car and back home.

~~

When you got home, you made some dinner, to Harry's dismay, but you were feeling great today. And you were humming and singing some song, when you felt it. A kick. "Harry! Oh my God! Come here."

"What? What?" he asked, running down the hallway, half-dressed because he thought something was wrong. "What's wrong?"

You shook your head and put his hand on your stomach. "Watch." You began to sing. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray."

"Whoa!" Harry said, as he felt one of the babies kick, or do some kind of movement. "Bloody hell. Do it again."

You kept singing and each time, one of them would move. Harry laughed through his tears and held onto your stomach. After a few minutes, he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you. "I love yeh. Christ, I love yeh so much."

"I love you too, H," he said.

He leaned down. "And I love my other girls." He kissed your stomach. "So, so much."

You giggled. "You're going to be outnumbered. Even Honey is a girl."

"Well, we'll just have to get another cat, or maybe have more children," he said, standing up.

"Slow down there, tiger," you hummed. "Let's deal with these two first."

Harry smirked. "I've never been happier."

"Me either," you smiled back at him. 

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a/n: WAhhhhh

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And the saga continues

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Lol someone said NZ fans should yell “ we saw that damn story” instead of leave America today 💀💀💀💀

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I knew it 🥲

So happy for them 🎉

Daddy's Full-Figured Life= Curvy Secret 3.3*

Got a short one for you today, but it's important :)

WARNINGS: smut, talks of weight, age gap, talks of pregnancy, talks of pregnancy loss, a bit  of angst, a bit of lying??, i think that's it. 

wc: 4137 

You both seemed to be working overtime when you got back home, due to taking off three weeks for the honeymoon. You had been super-stressed and tired, trying to get done work that piled up over the weeks.

You were still working when Harry arrived home. Even he didn't get done work on time. You heard him coming in the door and he greeted you. You shouted back and apologized for not making dinner.

He didn't say anything and you rubbed your forehead as the computer screen was making your eyes go crazy. But, before Harry uttered a word to you, you saw a bouquet of flowers being lowered in front of your face. You grabbed onto the bottom. "What's this?"

"Flowers," he said.

"No. I know it's flowers. But what for?" you asked, turning around to look at him.

"It's our happy one month of being married slash two years together flowers, but I can also just give my wife flowers anytime I want to," Harry told you.

"Harry," you said, your voice cracking. "That's so sweet." You sat up in your chair to give him a peck. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, my love."

"I'm sorry. I forgot. I didn't get you anything," you pouted.

"Oh, it's alright, babe. We weren't really celebrating. Just thought I'd pick up some flowers cause I know yeh have been stressed lately," he said.

"Mmm," you smelled the flowers. "I've put up with you for two whole years. Damn, I deserve a trophy," you joked.

"Hey, 'm a delight," he smiled.

"You are," you smiled back. "I'm, uh, almost done here. Maybe about 20 minutes and then I'll make something for dinner."

"Don't worry about it. I can make dinner," he said.

"You sure?"

"Yeah," Harry said, rolling up his sleeves. "'M quite capable of making dinner."

"Thank you, baby," you said, giving him a peck again.

"Mmhmm," he hummed, heading into the kitchen and whipping up something.

By the time you were done, Harry was nearly done dinner. He wound up cooking the frozen French bread pizza in the freezer and a caesar salad. You gave him a proper kiss once you were done, and you sat down at the table to eat.

You and him had only had sex one time since you got back and you figured since today was an "anniversary," it would be a good time to do it today.

As he chewed, Harry spoke. "Yeh probably don't want to have sex tonight, right? Are yeh crampy?" Harry always knew your period schedule because he was a good husband and paid attention.

"We can, if you want to. I don't mind," you said, chewing your salad.

"Yeh don't mind having sex with me?" Harry smirked. "I would hope not."

"No, that's not what I meant! Sorry. Today was a long day," you tried to smile at him.

"I know," he smiled, leaning across the table. "'M joking."

"It's getting towards the last day anyway, so we can. I need to take a shower, so we can do it in there," you said.

"Alright," he wiped his mouth with a napkin. "If you're sure."

"Yeah," you smiled. You chuckled. "God, I can't believe we're planning when to have sex now. It used to just be so random."

"This week has been stressful," he said, running his hands down his face. "We had enough sex on our honeymoon to last us a month."

You laughed. "True."

"I guess the magic of Europe didn't work this time, huh?" he asked.

"What?"

He shook his head. "Last time we were there, yeh told me yeh were pregnant. I just thought it'd happen again." Harry picked up the plates that you were done with and walked into the kitchen to place them in the sink. He sighed after.

You got up and went to kiss his back. "How was work today?" You asked, trying to change the subject and maybe get that off of his mind.

"Work was fine. 'M a bit behind on some projects, but I talked to yer dad and he understood. They want to build another stadium here for more shows and stuff, so 'm working on that," he told you.

"That sounds fun!" you said.

"Yeah," he sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Thank you for dinner and for my flowers," you squeezed his arm.

"'Course, love," he smiled and turned around to you, giving you a peck.

"Wanna go shower now?" you asked.

Harry nodded and you both walked to the bathroom. You undressed as Harry heated up the water. You both really just needed the hot water to fall on top of you and get a good cleaning, so you stood there for a few seconds doing that.

After you were clean, Harry grabbed your chin and kissed you. "'M sorry I've been a bad husband."

"What?" you chuckled. "You're not a bad husband. You're the best!"

"Mmm," he hummed. "I've been neglecting yeh."

"H, I get it. We're both really tired," you pecked his lips again. "Would a bad husband buy me flowers and make me a delicious dinner?"

"Mm. I reckon not," he kissed you again.

"Exactly," you whispered.

You both stood there, with your faces connected and your chests rising and falling for about a minute. "I love you."

"I love yeh too," he hummed.

"Did you want to have sex now?"

"Did yeh?" Harry asked, pushing hair behind your ear.

"I always want to have sex with you," you whispered.

"But yer tired," he finished for you.

You nodded and looked up at him with rounded eyes. "Sorry."

"'S ok. Me too, love," he said.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he kissed your lips. "Why don't we dry off and we can snuggle in bed until we fall asleep?"

"That sounds nice," you nodded.

Harry turned around and turned off the water. You stepped out and grabbed both of you towels. You dried off and wrapped them around you. Harry put on a pair of shorts once you got into the bedroom and you slipped on pajama shorts and a tank top.

You cuddled up in bed when you finished getting changed and Harry gave little pecks to your lips. You told him your boobs were sore and he slid his hands under your shirt and rubbed them for you. You hummed and you both kissed until your eyes couldn't stay open anymore.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You and Harry were so glad it's the weekend. You still had your laptop open and a notebook in front of you.

Harry walked by and frowned when he saw you on your computer. "Still working, baby?"

"No. Actually, I'm trying to decide what thank you cards we should get," you said.

"Ah," he said, leaning down next to you now. "I like those," he pointed to the screen.

"Really?! Those were in my top two," you told him.

"Yeah. I like the font," he said.

You chuckled. "Great. Purchasing," you said. You hit add to cart and bought your customized thank you notes.

~~

A few hours later, Harry had finished working out and you were still on your laptop. Harry ran a towel through his hair and came over to you to wrap his hands around you. "What are yeh doing? Weekends are for fun and quality time with me."

You chuckled. "You were working out."

"Yeh could've watched," Harry joked.

You laughed again. "You will be happy to know that according to my new license coming in the mail, my new social security card, mail, passport, bank accounts, credit cards, and social media accounts, I am officially Mrs. (Y/N) Styles."

"Mmmm," he hummed. "That does make me happy."

"I figured," you said, kissing his cheek.

He held you tightly and said in a high voice, "Mine. Forever."

"Yours, baby," you smiled.

"Now, let's not waste this beautiful day," he said. "Let's do something!"

"Ok. What do you want to do?" you asked, shutting your laptop.

"I don't know. I've got a lot of energy now, after my workout," Harry said. "Should wear it off somehow."

"Mmmm. You probably should," you said.

Harry began to kiss your neck and you hummed. You guys were finally getting back to normal. "Yeh smell so pretty."

You giggled. "Thank you, baby."

"I think," he said, sucking on your neck, "that we should have sex."

"Of course you do," you giggled.

"Yeh don't want to?" he asked.

"I didn't say that," you said. "You're just all sweaty from your workout."

"So, we'll do it in the shower," he shrugged, still kissing on your neck.

You shook your head. "There's my husband. Insatiable."

Harry grinned and took off his shirt. "I'll get the water started," he said, as he walked into the bathroom.

~~~~~~~~~

Niall and Mia had delayed James' first birthday party due to the wedding and your honeymoon. They wanted everyone to be there, so it was finally happening and you two were so excited.

Luckily, they opted for an inside party because the weather lately was super hot. You wore a sundress and sandals and Harry opted for shorts and a t-shirt.

You pulled up to Niall and Mia's house and saw that it was decorated with streamers and balloons outside. You rang the doorbell and Niall opened the door. "Hey, lovebirds! Thanks for coming. Come on in."

You stepped inside and saw that it was completely decorated with dinosaur-themed decorations. You put your purse down next to a chair, Niall handed Harry a beer, and you walked into the kitchen to help Mia.

"Hey girl! How was the honeymoon? We missed you guys!" she greeted you with a one-armed hug.

"The honeymoon was amazing, but I am glad to be home. We missed you too. Can I help with anything?" you asked.

You could tell Mia looked stressed. She assigned Niall to look after James and the guests while she was in here getting food ready and whatever else needed to be done. "Oh no, honey. I'm alright. Go enjoy yourself."

"Mia," you said, picking up a bowl. "Tell me what to do."

She sighed happily. "If you could just start taking these appetizer trays out to the guests, I would appreciate it."

"You got it!" You took two trays and walked out to where everyone was. Harry took one from you and set it down on the table. "Thank you," you told him.

"Need any more help?" he asked, putting his beer down.

"Um, I think so. Mia's going crazy in there," you said.

Harry put a hand on your back and walked into the kitchen with you. "Tell me what to do," Harry said.

Mia smiled and hugged both of you for helping. Before you knew it, the party was in full swing and Mia got to sit down and enjoy herself.

You even took James off of their hands for a bit. You sat him on your lap and he was all smiley and giggly when you played peek-a-boo with him. Harry couldn't help but smile next to you as you played with the baby.

"Can you say Aunt (Y/N)?" you asked. James babbled and blew out a spit bubble. You giggled and said it again. "(Y/N)." Nothing. Just a babbling baby.

"How old are you Jamesy?" Harry asked, holding up one finger. James grabbed onto Harry's finger, but also held up one of his own. Harry gasped. "Good job, buddy! Yer one!"

James clapped and that put a smile on your face. You bounced him on your knee when Harry reached his hands out and you gave James to him. "Hey, buddy. Uncle Harry's got yeh. Can yeh say, Uncle Harry?"

"Ha," he said, before babbling again.

"Uncle Harry," your husband encouraged. "Ha-rry."

"Hazza," James said.

Harry gasped and stood up with him. "Oh good job!! Uncle Hazza. Yes!"

Mia told you that he was already saying "dada," "ma," and "dog," and they were trying to teach him more words.

Harry bounced around with James and your stomach fluttered. He was so so good with kids. You ate your pizza because you were literally starving and smiled. Harry walked around with him for a bit, talking to other people. Mia came up next to you and thanked you for your help and handed you a glass of wine.

"I've been so stressed lately," she said. "This party was taking up so much time and James is literally either crawling or walking and falling over everywhere. It's exhausting." She guzzled down her wine and you chuckled nervously.

"Sorry. You know we can always take him off of your hands for you if you need a break," you told her.

"I know. But, you guys were living it up in Europe. You are just married. I don't want to disturb you," Mia waved it off.

"Please. Don't worry about it. We love James. Plus, it's good practice," you said.

She winked at you and you finished eating your pizza. When she went to get another glass of wine for herself, you got up and played some of the games they had set up

with James.

After everyone played games and ate, Niall announced it was time for cake. Harry gave James to Niall and the candles were lit.

Harry came back to your side and put his arm around your waist. "He's too cute."

"I know," you said. "And you're so good with him."

"Ahh. Well, kids seem to love me," he smirked.

"I know," you said again. Harry hummed and you sang 'Happy Birthday' to James, who then proceeded to smash his hand into the cake and get it all over himself and the floor.

James got all cleaned up and Niall hosed down his high chair outside, which had icing all over it. After all of that was cleaned up, you all signed a bear for him with birthday wishes. Then the kids that were there got to hit a pinata. Harry and Mitch held the pinata up as people took swings at it. Niall held James in his arms and he took the tiny bat and hit the pinata a few times. Each time he did it, he giggled and your heart was bursting.

Harry had a big smile on his face too and looked over at you at one point. You held onto your stomach and sighed. Harry was in his element. You don't know why, but children flocked to him.

About an hour later, after the kids got all of the candy out and released their energy, James was fast asleep on Niall's shoulder. People started to leave and you and Harry offered to clean up before you headed out.

When it was all tidied and everything was put away, you thanked Niall and Mia for a great party, kissed James on the head, and headed home.

You made small talk in the car, talking about how Mia seemed really tired and stuff. As soon as you got in the door, Harry locked it and you continued to talk. "And when James grabbed your finger, my heart stopped. That was so cute."

But, Harry was barely listening as he kissed your neck and was pulling your dress up over your head. "And Mia asked if maybe we could babysit soon to give her and Niall a bit of a break."

"Mmhmm," Harry hummed, throwing your dress on the floor and taking off his t-shirt.

Harry was not listening though, as he was too focused on trying to get you into bed to make your own cute little Jameses.

He barely got you to the bedroom, already going down on you in the hallway. You gasped when his mouth attached to your core. "Fuck, Harry. That's good."

He moaned and pulled your legs apart farther to get deeper in. You pulled at his hair and your head fell back onto the wall. Harry kept you there until you were shaking around his head and cumming in his mouth.

When you came down from your high, Harry picked you up and brought you to your bedroom. He laid you down on the bed and took off the rest of his clothes.

Harry kissed down your body and you bit your lip. "'M putting a baby in yeh today (Y/N)."

"Yes, daddy," you gasped when he licked over your belly button and belly.

Harry moaned and sat up, opening your legs. He stuck his cock in and you both gasped at the push. Harry went a few rounds until you both fell asleep.

~~~~

This Summer was a hot one and you guys were trying anything you could to stay cool. You stood in front of the air conditioner as Harry ran to the store to get popsicles, water jugs, and more food.

Honey even seemed hot, so you put her in front of a vent and she purred automatically as she laid down. You wore booty shorts and a t-shirt and waited until Harry came back.

When he got back about 30 minutes later, he wore only shorts that hung off of his hips deliciously.

He started to prep food for the barbeque that you were planning on having and you sat in the kitchen, on the counter, and talked to him, as he did so. "Want me to help with anything?"

"No, no. I got it. Just sit there and look pretty," he smiled at you.

He kept making the food and you passed him spices or condiments that he needed. Then, a few minutes went by and Harry smirked.

"What?" you asked.

"I bought some wine. Figured after we eat, we could get into the hot tub. It hasn't been used all Summer and it looks lonely," he pouted.

You giggled. "Uh, that sounds nice and all, but I- I'm ok. I think I just want to stay inside."

"Aww, c'mon babe. It'll be fun," he raised his eyebrows and smirked.

"Nah."

"Come onnnn," he said, tickling your legs.

"Harry, I said no!" you kind of yelled.

He jumped back and then moved back to making the food. "Oh. Ok. Yeah. That was probably a stupid idea anyway. It's warm out, right?"

"Har," you jumped off the counter and walked over to him. "It's not that I don't want to. It's that I can't."

Harry cocked an eyebrow and turned to you. "What do yeh mean?"

You sighed and pulled at the top of your hair. "I don't want to risk it," you whispered.

"What?" he asked, pulling your face up to him by your chin.

"I don't want to risk it," you said again.

"Risk what?"

"Har... I'm- I'm pregnant," you said, wiping a tear away.

His face lit up and he gasped. "Yeh are?!?" He put his hand up to his mouth and his mouth hung open.

You nodded.

"Oh my God!" He picked you up, twirled you, and smiled "Finally! Fuck. I knew it! I fucking knew it!"

"Yeah. I took a test right before we left Italy," you said.

Harry put you down and his face turned mad. "That was seven weeks ago."

"Yeah," you swallowed, straightening your shirt out.

"Yeh've known for SEVEN WEEKS and haven't told me? What the hell is wrong with yeh, (Y/N)?" he asked, slamming his fist down on the table.

You didn't even say anything. You were shocked that he acted like that. You had been trying to hide it, played it off like you had gotten your period and all, but you knew a hot tub and wine especially were no no's for pregnancy, so you had to tell him. But you thought he'd be happy

You just let out a sob into your hand, ran into the bathroom, slammed the door, and stood in front of the sink. You splashed your face with cold water and cried, but not for long because you suddenly felt the urge to throw up. You ran to the toilet and got sick in there, all while crying into the bowl.

You gripped the edges of the toilet lid and cried as you felt a hand on your back. "'M sorry," Harry said. "I shouldn't have said that."

You didn't answer him. You just kept getting sick. Harry kneeled down behind you and rubbed your back. When you stopped throwing up, you wiped your mouth and just cried over the toilet.

"'M sorry (Y/N). I did not mean that. 'M so sorry," he said, pushing your hair out of your face.

"Do you know how hard this is for me?" was all you said.

"Pregnancy? I know. It's the hardest thing a woman probably goes through," Harry said.

"No, H," you said, sitting back and leaning against the tub, putting your hands on your eyes and crying. Harry sat back with you and rubbed your thigh. He just let you cry until you were willing to talk. "I didn't want to tell you, because, well I think I'm nine or ten weeks, and last time it happened at ten and I didn't want to disappoint you again if it did, so I was going to wait until at least 12 and...."

"Wait, yeh don't know how far along yeh are? Haven't yeh gone to the doctors?" he asked.

"No," your bottom lip started to quiver.

"(Y/N)!"

"I TOLD YOU. I didn't want to do anything until I knew it was safe. I can't go through that again, H. I can't do it," you shook your head, your voice cracking at the end.

Harry pulled you into his chest and rubbed your back. "I love yeh. And I know that probably doesn't help in this situation, but I do. And I know yeh can get through anything because yer a strong, confident, fearless woman."

"And yeh know yeh always have me, right?" He whispered in your ear as he rocked you back and forth.

You nodded and sniffled. "I was afraid to tell you, but I shouldn't have been." You played with a loose thread on Harry's short.

"Why be afraid, hun?"

"I didn't want to disappoint you again," you sobbed.

"Oh, darling," he cooed and kissed your ear over and over. "Yeh could never disappoint me."

"I can't put you through-through that again," you said, starting to hiccup.

"Shhhh," he calmed you down. "It's gonna be alright, sweetheart. Take a deep breath."

You let out a shaky one and got snot on Harry's shoulder, but he didn't care.

"I'm-I'm sorry if I lose them again," you sobbed. "I'm s-sorry."

"No need to apologize, my love. Please. Yer breaking my heart," he said, kissing your temple over and over.

You let out more shaky breaths and Harry rubbed your back. He kissed the top of your head and you started to calm down.

"'M the one who should be sorry," Harry finally said. "Yeh told me yehre pregnant and I acted like a jerk."

You shook your head. "I should have told you-you."

"It's alright," he rubbed your back. "Shhhh."

"Hey," he whispered.

"Mmm?" You whined.

"Hey, look at me," Harry said softly.

You picked your head up, your eyes puffy. "What?"

"We're pregnant," he smiled. "We're pregnant!" He pinched your sides. "And we're staying positive, in every sense of the word, and we're gonna have this baby and they're going to be wonderful and beautiful."

You smiled as best as you could and nodded.

"Please don't be afraid to tell me anything or ask me anything, (Y/N). 'M yer husband. That's what 'm here for, alright sweet one?" he asked.

You nodded again.

"Good," he smiled and reached forward to rub your stomach. "Perfect."

"And we are scheduling a doctor's appointment on Monday," Harry warned.

You nodded. "Yes. I'll call first thing."

"Good," he smiled again. "C'mere," he said, pulling your chin up and kissing you.

"Mmm," you tried to pull away.

"What?"

"I just threw up," you said, covering your mouth.

"So?" he shrugged.

"That's gross," you said, cringing.

"Oh. Just shut up and kiss me," he said, pulling your mouth towards him again. And you kissed for a good five minutes, Harry smiling in between the kiss. When you pulled away, you connected your foreheads and Harry rubbed your stomach, humming.

You wanted to stay wrapped up in Harry's arm forever, but pregnancy got the best of you. "Har."

"Yes, my love?"

"You need to let go," you said.

"Why?" he pouted.

"I have to throw up again," you said.

"Oh!" Harry unwrapped his arms from around you and you kneeled over the toilet.

He stayed with you the whole time and rubbed your back. He asked if you still wanted to do the barbeque and you told him of course, so Harry made the food as you sipped on Ginger Ale and smiled at your baby daddy. 

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a/n: EEEEEEP!!!

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Daddy's Full-Figured Life- Curvy Secret- 3.1

Hi, babies! I am back with part 3- married life! I hope you all enjoy. The honeymoon is going to be a few parts and then it'll get to the good parts hehe.

WARNINGS: basically all smut. Daddy kink, exhibitionism, public sex, f/m receiving oral, maybe some curse words. Please do not read if you are under 18 (and no this isn't here for a hahah right and keep reading thing. I mean it). I think that's it. 

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Harry took your hand through the airport. You were wearing a 'Bride' and 'Groom' caps and you had on a "just married" hoodie.

You were headed to your honeymoon- three weeks of just traveling all throughout Europe, just you and Harry. At least, you hoped. The last time you went, you ran into Caroline, which ruined your whole trip.

That's why you suggested going to Hawaii or some kind of Island, but Harry said you didn't really get to explore Europe last time. So, here you were, showing your passports and getting on a plane.

You received congratulations from many as they saw your hats and some weird stares from others, but you didn't care. All you cared about was your husband, who was sitting next to you on the plane. Your parents gifted you with an upgrade to first class and you were utterly grateful. Instead of three across it was two and you had all the room in the world to spread out.

The stewardess offered you champagne and a meal and you clinked your glass to Harry's and began your trek to Europe once again.

"Off we go, Mrs. Styles," he winked.

"To our honeymoon, Mr. Styles," you giggled.

~~~~~

You were touching down in London quicker than you could take a short nap. Harry grabbed your bags from the overhead compartment and you headed off the plane.

When you got off and waited at baggage claim, Harry kissed your forehead. "This is going to sound completely horrible, but 'm glad Mum and Gemma decided to stay back in America and explore the country a bit. We won't have anyone bothering us this way," he said.

"I love them dearly, H, believe me, but me too," you said. However, you couldn't shake the feeling that you wouldn't be completely alone. Perhaps you could go out with disguises on.

After a few minutes, your bags arrived and you headed outside to find your taxi. You loaded the bags in and got in the car, back to Harry's childhood home.

~~

When the taxi pulled up, you smiled. You got the bags out and headed up toward the door. He unlocked it. "It was really nice of Anne to let us stay here."

"Oh, yeah. Mum doesn't mind," he said, opening the door. "She does mind that yeh still call her Anne and not mum though."

You closed your eyes and stomped your foot lightly. "Rats. I keep forgetting. Sorry."

"'S alright," he said, taking the bags out of your hands and putting them in the spare room. "We are not staying in mum's bed on our honeymoon. We'll stay here."

You giggled. "Sounds good to me."

You sat down on the bed and folded your hands as Harry laid your luggage by the closet. When he walked back to face you, you shrugged. "So.... What now?"

"Mmmm," Harry said, plopping down on the bed. "Bed's pretty comfy. We could... try it out..."

You nodded and pulled him close to you to kiss him. About a minute into your make-out session, your stomach growled. You groaned and Harry put his forehead against yours. "What do yeh want to eat, my bride?"

"I always ruin sexy time with food," you pouted.

Harry kissed your pout. "'S alright. 'M hungry too, actually. The plane food was just alright."

"Yeah. I really only liked the mashed potatoes," you shrugged. Harry nodded in agreement.

"Let's go get something to eat," he said, getting up and holding out his hand. "But, first, we should shower because of the plane and the long travel. Yeh know, hygienic purposes."

"Mmhmm," you smirked. "Sure."

Harry walked you to the bathroom and started up the water. You undressed and so did he and when it got to a temperature you both liked, you hopped in.

You did clean yourselves off because airplanes skeeved you and you needed to get clean, but it ended with Harry kissing you, down your neck, to your breasts, and eventually, kneeling on the shower floor to eat you out. He made your eyes flutter with your orgasm and then you both got cleaned up, dressed, and headed out to dinner.

~~~~~

You walked to dinner, as the restaurant wasn't that far away, and it was a nice May night. You held hands the entire time and Harry rubbed his thumb along your hand. Ever since you got married three days ago, Harry has been the most loving man ever.

You got to the restaurant and Harry pulled out your chair and you sat down. Harry sat across from you and you looked at the menu. "Hey. This time... I won't freak out at you if you want to go on your phone."

Harry chuckled. "Nope. My attention is all on yeh this trip."

You smiled and ran your leg up his. Harry smirked at you as he scanned the menu.

"Don't they have any American food here?" You asked.

Harry chuckled. "This is Britain, love. Yeh might like bangers and mash or the roast dinner. 'M gonna get the fish and chips."

You cringed at the choice and looked over the rest of the menu. "Oh! They have cheeseburgers. I'm gonna get that, well done, and 'chips.'" You smirked at the word. Why couldn't they just call them fries?

Harry nodded. "Some wine?"

"Of course," you nodded.

"M'kay, great." The waitress came and you ordered your food. She smiled as you heard your American accent and then went to put your order in.

Harry held onto your hand as you waited. He had the tendency of playing with your rings lately. She brought back your wine and you sipped it slowly. "Ahhh," you said, as you sat back. "At least this time I can drink."

Harry chuckled. "I can't believe I didn't catch that last time."

"I think you had your suspicions," you said, sipping your wine.

"Mmm," he smirked. "Maybe."

You giggled.

"And maybe yeh won't be drinking wine for long. Not if I have any say in it," Harry smirked.

You swallowed your wine thickly and chuckled nervously as the waitress came back with your food.

You scarfed down your food, starving from the day's travels. "God, I love fries."

"Chips," Harry corrected. You rolled your eyes jokingly.

"Mmmm, fries," you said, with a full mouth.

"Adapt to the culture. It's superior here than in America," Harry smirked.

You shook your head. "You guys have weird names for things."

"Well, at least, there's free healthcare here," he pointed out.

You two talked for a bit as you ate. When you finished, you sat back. "Mmm. That was good."

Harry nodded, agreeing, still working on his fish.

"Har," you said, putting your chin in your hand and your elbow on the table.

"Yes, my love?"

"Do you ever miss it here?" You asked.

He nodded. "Sometimes. Miss m' family more than anything, but 's alright. Got m' life back home. Can facetime them and see them from time to time," he smiled.

"But, I work from home. It wouldn't be that hard to just... pack up and move here," you said.

"But, what 'bout my job and yer family and our friends?" He asked.

You shook your head. "It was just a shot in the dark. Just spitballing."

"Mmm," he raised an eyebrow at you. "We can... discuss this more, but are yeh really considering this?"

You shrugged. "I don't know. You seem really happy here. And it's beautiful here. It wouldn't be completely crazy, would it? You're from here."

"No. Not completely crazy, but surprised is all," he shrugged.

However, your conversation got interrupted by the waitress standing over you at the table. "Hi. Excuse me. We saw your 'Just Married' jacket and we just wanted to give you this bread pudding on the house," she said.

"Oh, wow. Thank you so much," you said, as she placed it on the table.

"Would you two like anything else?" She asked.

Harry shook his head. "No thank yeh. Just the bill, please."

She nodded and got your check out of her apron. "Thank you for dining with us and have a great night."

"Thank you."

Harry got out his wallet and you grabbed your purse. "Uh uh. On me," he said.

You rolled your eyes and put your purse down.

He paid the bill and you couldn't believe that tips weren't encouraged here, but Harry left a little more anyway. "They gave us free dessert," he shrugged.

You nodded and ate the bread pudding. "Now, this is good British food. Another plus."

He smiled as he ate his bread pudding. "Yeah. This is one of the best things about this place."

"Mmhmm."

You finished up your dessert and paid and strolled back to your place in the dark, street lights illuminating the street. Harry held your hand as you walked home slowly.

Not too many people were out, but you had accidentally bumped into a woman walking a dog. "Oh. I'm sorry."

"That's quite alright," she said. She lifted up her head. "Wait, (Y/N)?" The woman asked after you had passed each other.

You turned around. The look on your face was obvious. "Caroline."

"Hi," she said. Harry turned around. "Hey, H."

"Hello."

"Crazy that you two are here again," she said. "How-how was the wedding?"

"Wedding was beautiful. Yeah. Best day of our lives," Harry said, looking at you and you nodded.

"Well, that's great. I saw the pictures of your dress. You looked gorgeous," she said.

"Thank you."

"Well... maybe I'll text you, Harry and we can go for the coffee we never got to last time," she said.

"I don't think so," he shook his head. Your head whipped towards him.

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"We're on our honeymoon and I'd like to spend every minute of that with (Y/N). And you're an ex and we have no reason to associate with yeh anymore since the wedding is over," Harry said. "So, no. We won't be going for coffee."

"Oh... o-ok," she said, switching the dog leash into her other hand, nervously. "Sorry. I, uh..."

"And please don't text me while yer at it. Thank yeh," he said, before turning around, taking your hand, and walking back to your place.

You were so turned on right now. You couldn't believe Harry just scolded her like that. You walked back to the house in silence and Harry seemed mad. He closed the door and slipped his shoes off.

"Babe," you said.

Harry turned around to you with a raised eyebrow.

"I want you so bad right now," you bit your lip.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes. The way you stood up for me back there and told her off," you bit your lip. "It got me turned on."

He blew out a breath. "I guess I was a little mean, huh?"

"No," you shook your head and ran your hands down his chest, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. "Not mean at all. Hot, actually. Defending your wife. On our honeymoon."

Harry stayed quiet, and when you had his shirt fully unbuttoned, you looked at each other and kissed. Your hands rested on Harry's chest and he had his on your butt cheeks.

When Harry pulled away from your mouth, his lips trailed down your neck.

"Take me to the bed, Harry," you said with a shaky breath. "Make love to me."

You heard Harry growl and he picked you up, bridal style. "Never got to carry yeh through the threshold, so we're doing it now," he said, as he brought you to the guest room. You giggled.

Harry placed you down gently on the bed. He kissed your lips and then down your jaw, to your neck, and over your collarbone. "This needs to come off," he said, about your dress, as he placed his hand under it.

You sat up and grabbed the end of your dress. Harry took off his unbuttoned shirt and unzipped his pants. He was left in his underwear as were you.

Harry laid back down and continued kissing where he left off. He moved down to the parts of your breasts that weren't covered by your bra and you whimpered. Your husband then moved down to your stomach and placed light kisses over every inch. When he got to your crotch, he kissed lightly over your panties and down your pussy, seeing the obvious wet stain that was there. But, he ignored it for now and kissed down your legs until he got to your feet. Harry then kissed back up the opposite way until he met your lips again.

"Baby," you whined.

"Yes, pup?"

"Want your cock," you whined.

"Want m' cock, huh? Don't want me to eat yeh out? Ok," he shrugged.

"No no please! Please eat me out," you begged, opening your legs.

"Mmm," he raised an eyebrow. "Take off yer panties."

You put your fingers into your panties and pulled the sticky fabric off of you.

"And this," he said, slapping one of your tits.

You leaned up and unhooked your bra, throwing it on the floor with your other clothes. You laid back down and waited for Harry to do something. "There's my baby." He smiled, as his eyes roamed down your body.

You bit your lip and giggled.

Harry scooted his way down to your core and opened your legs. When he ran a finger up and down your lips, he hummed. "Don't know what's shinier, yer ring or yer pretty pussy."

You smacked him on the back of the head and he looked up at you. "Wha-?" He smirked.

"Just... suck my clit already," you wiggled uncomfortably.

Harry tsk'd. "So needy."

"Harry."

"Alright. Alright," he pulled you closer to him and licked up your pussy, making eye contact with you.

"Mmm," you had a smile on your face as he buried his face into your core.

"This what yeh wanted, pup? Hmm?" He asked.

"Yes, daddy," you threw your head back as he poked his tongue in your hole.

"Mmm. Yeh taste so good," he said, moving his head back and forth, his curls bouncing and his nose just visible.

Your hands gripped his hair, and Harry closed his eyes, as he continued to make out with your core. He was moaning and humming in your pussy as his tongue made you feel out of this world.

When his lips formed an "O" shape and began to suck on your clit, you moaned loudly and pulled on Harry's hair. "Fuck fuck fuck," you said, in a squeak.

Harry hummed and sucked and licked until your legs were shaking around his head. "H, I'm gonna-."

Your eyes crossed as he sucked on your clit really hard. You let out a moan at the same time you came hard on Harry's face. You pulled on his hair and Harry didn't pull his face away until you stopped shaking.

When he picked up his head, his face was soaked and he had a big smile on his face. "Mmm," he said, placing his chin on your stomach. You were trying to catch your breath as Harry drew patterns on your stomach.

"Yeh alright, my love?" he asked.

"Yeah," you sighed. "Just... well, you know what your mouth is capable of. And I feel the results of it. Just catching my breath a bit."

Harry chuckled and licked his lips of you. He moved up your body again and kissed you. You hummed. "I love you."

"I love yeh more, my bride," he smiled.

"Mmmm. I don't know. I can't do that with my tongue," you chuckled.

Harry chuckled. "Well, yeh are still very talented with yer mouth."

"Mmm," you put your arms around his neck and smirked. "Well, maybe we should put it to the test."

"Maybe we should," he said, kissing you.

"Drop your pants, big boy," you smiled.

Harry smirked and sat up, discarding his boxer briefs. He now sat back on the bed, his hands behind him, his cock erect. Eating you out always made him hard.

You licked your lips and brought your hand down to his cock. You stroked it quickly and it made him gasp. "Ahh." Harry bit his lip as you got down and placed kisses on his cock as you jerked it off.

"Mmmm. Your cock is so pretty, daddy," you hummed, kissing the tip.

"Especially when it's choking yeh," he said, putting your hair behind your ear.

"Mmhmm," you hummed. After a minute or so, you put your mouth around his tip and began to suck on it. You moved your head up and down and Harry was a moaning mess under you.

"Fuck baby," he moaned, putting your hair into a ponytail gently as you took him deeper. You opened up your throat as he was about halfway down and you knew you could take it all because you'd done it before.

So, you breathed through your nose and deepthroated him more. You started to gag and Harry moaned. He threw his head back, his mouth ajar, and his eyes closed. "Oh, yer so good to me, pup."

You hummed and then took him all the way down your throat. You gagged and Harry caressed your cheek as your nose hit his pubic bone. You couldn't breathe after a few seconds, so you took your mouth off of his cock, leaving a trail of spit behind. You breathed heavily and Harry took your face in his hands, pulling you up to his face, and giving you a peck. "Good girl. Always make me feel so good, baby."

"Want me to go again?" You asked hoarsely.

Harry shook his head. "No baby. Want your pretty pussy squeezing m' cock. C'mon now, love."

He gave you a few more pecks before he laid back and you climbed on top of him. You lined his cock up with your hole and sunk down slowly, letting out a satisfied sigh. Harry held onto your hips, rubbing over the "H" tattoo. You both moaned as you bottomed out on him. You always felt so full when on top. You whimpered a bit and Harry smiled.

"Have I told yeh how much I love this tattoo?" He asked. "Means yer mine forever. Can never get rid of it or me."

"I could add to it, like 'happiness' or 'hope'," you smirked.

"No no! If anything yeh get 'A, R, R, Y,' alright?" Harry said.

"Yes, daddy."

"That's m' good girl. Feel so tight around me. Why don't yeh start moving, pup?" Harry asked.

You leaned your hands on his chest as you moved your hips up and down. Your tits bounced slightly and Harry put his hand behind his head, admiring his wife. You held onto his chest, squeezing your boobs together as you bounced. You bit your lip and moaned as his cock hit every right spot inside of you.

Harry just kept smiling as his eyes scanned over you as you rode him. As you bounced up and down on him, Harry delivered two swats to your butt cheek and you yelped. "Such a little slut for me, hmmm?"

"Yes, daddy. Only for you," you whined.

"That's right. Good girl. My wife. The only woman I want," he said, swatting your other cheek.

You moaned at his words and at that moment, his cock hit your g-spot, which caused your eyes to roll back in your head. Harry then held onto your butt as he assisted you by moving his hips up and down, moving his cock faster. His knees now bent, slamming into you.

"Har-Har," you moaned.

"I know. Come on, baby. Cum for me," he said.

You bit your lip, as your head bobbed from side to side from the force of his thrusts. He reached forward to rub your clit and your legs started to close as the pressure was becoming way too much. You gasped when you felt that familiar feeling bubbling up in your stomach. "Har, I'm gonna cum."

"Cum for me, love. Come on," he sped up his finger on your clit. You moaned and whimpered above him as you felt yourself come undone. You fell on top of him, your chests connecting as you came on his cock. Harry could feel you squeezing him and closed his eyes to stop himself from cumming.

You caught your breath after you came down from your high and Harry ran his fingers through your hair. He kissed your ear and you took a big breath. Harry was still inside of you but waited until you were ok to do anything. "Alright there, my love?"

You nodded. "I just need a minute to catch my breath."

Harry chuckled and kissed your cheek. "Alright. Yeh just let me know." He rubbed your back and hummed as you dug your head into his shoulder.

After about a minute or so, you picked your head up and kissed him. "Ok. I'm ready."

"Mmm, my bride. Why don't yeh hop off m' cock real quick and I'll take yeh from behind?" he asked. You nodded shyly and repositioned yourself on the bed.

Once you got onto all fours, Harry opened up your cheeks and growled a little as he saw your arousal leaking out. "Fuck. I think yeh get prettier every day."

You giggled and Harry lined his cock up with your hole, pushing in slowly. Your giggle turned into a gasp, as he slowly pushed himself all the way in. You swallowed. Harry grabbed onto your butt cheeks as he moved his cock in and out of you. You were both breathing heavily.

Harry grunted above you as he slammed his cock in you fast. "Daddy," you whined.

"Ye-yes baby?" He asked, in a breathless voice, moving his hair out of his face.

"Feels so good," you said in between each punctuated thrust.

Harry smirked and held onto your hips to pound into you faster. "Yeah, baby?"

"Uh huhhhh," you said, as your head flailed.

He moved his hand from your hip back to your cheek to give it a few spanks. Harry fucked into you for about 5 more minutes before he couldn't hold back anymore. He started to close his eyes and hum. "Baby."

"Yes?" You asked, your eyes fluttering.

"Baby, are yeh gonna cum soon?" He asked.

"Maybe soon."

"M'kay," he breathed in sharply.

"Babe, if you need to cum, just cum. I already did," you told him.

"Mmhmm," he tried to concentrate. He slowed his pace down drastically and you clenched. "Please stop that."

"Why?" You giggled.

Harry spanked one of your cheeks. "Because I said so."

You clenched again. "But don't you want to cum?"

He breathed in a sharp breath and spanked your other cheek. "Stop being a brat."

"Harry, I want you to cum in me," you told him.

"Yeh first, please," he begged and practically whined.

"I'm trying, babe," you bit your lip.

Harry reached down and rubbed your clit again, speeding up his thrusts while doing it. About 20 more times pounding into you and you were clenching around him this time, but for real because you were cumming. You cupped the bedsheets and screamed as your high was too powerful.

Harry closed his eyes and moaned as he finally, finally, came inside of you. He shook as his hot, sticky cum hit your walls. "Fuuuuuuck, (Y/N)."

When you came down from your high, you collapsed on the bed and Harry collapsed on top of you. His cock was still inside of you and you felt it grow softer. "I love yeh so much, beautiful," he said, as he crawled up to your ear and kissed it.

"I love you too, Harry," you smiled.

"My beautiful wife," he said, wrapping his arms around your waist as much as he could and squeezing you tight.

"My handsome husband," you squeezed back.

"Mmm. I'll never get tired of hearing yeh say that," he said, humming in your ear.

You hummed back. "Me either."

He kissed your neck slowly and you closed your eyes. You could lay like this forever in his arms and never get tired of it. You were in sweet wedded bliss and you wanted to stay there forever.

After about five minutes, he kissed down your back until his cock slipped out. "Stay there, baby," he kissed your back. "Gonna get something to clean yeh up."

You turned your head and said, "Like I could move anyway."

Harry chuckled and walked into the guest bathroom. His cock swung as he walked and you smiled as he disappeared into the next room.

When he came back with two towels, he told you to lay on your back. You could barely roll over, but did it anyway. Harry opened your legs for you and wiped in between your legs. You whined at the damp cloth to which Harry cooed, "I know, love. Almost done."

He made sure to get the cum that had fallen onto your stomach and legs before pulling back and wiping himself off. He disregarded the towels in the bathroom when he was done and then came back to you with grabby arms.

Harry chuckled and crawled to you on the bed. He kissed you automatically and wrapped you around himself. When he pulled away from the kiss, he rubbed your noses together and smiled.

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and hummed. His sweaty hair was falling down his face and his dimples were on full display. "How are you so cute?"

He shrugged with a smirk. "Was born that way."

You shook your head and smirked. "Well, lucky for me then, I guess."

"Mmmm," he hummed with a smile.

"So, what are we doing tomorrow?" you asked.

"I was planning on staying right here," he said.

"But, there's so much of London to explore," you pouted.

"There's so much of yeh to explore," Harry said, kissing your chest, right above your breasts.

"Baby," you whined.

"Yes, pup?"

"It's our honeymoon," you pouted.

"Exactly," he kissed your breasts now, trying to distract you.

"I want to go sightseeing without any distractions this time," you told him.

"Ok. Yeah. But, I've got my sight right here," he said, still kissing your breasts.

"Harry!" You whined.

"(Y/N)," he whined back.

"Would you please look at me for a second?"

He stopped kissing you and moved his face back in front of yours again. "Yes, my love?"

"I want to see Buckingham Palace and go to Harrods and the London Eye," you told him.

"Right now?" He asked.

"No, Harry. Not right now!"

"M'kay, good," he smirked.

"Promise me we'll do those things," you said.

"I promise," he said.

"Thank you."

"Anything for yeh, my wife," he kissed you.

"Mmm. And I promise you that we will have sex once a day either before or after we go out for the day, ok big boy?" You asked.

"At least once," he corrected.

"What?"

"Have sex at least once a day," he said again.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "I married a sex addict."

Harry smirked and his nostrils flared. "Not my fault that I have the hottest wife in the world."

"Mmmm," you hummed. "If we go one more time tonight, can we go out all day tomorrow?"

"Mmmmm," he thought. "But, will we still have sex tomorrow?"

You rolled your eyes. "Fine. But you have to buy me a designer purse from Harrods for the feeling I will lose in my legs."

"Deal," he said.

Harry opened your legs again and stuck his cock in you. You both sighed with relief when you were connected again.

"Hey, Har?" You asked.

"Hmmm?" He asked as he moved in a steady rhythm.

"Thank you for defending me back there," you said.

He leaned down to kiss you. "I'd defend yeh anytime, anywhere."

You kissed him back and you both had another orgasm before you fell asleep, wrapped up in each other.

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The next morning Harry made sure you made good on your promise. As you were talking about what time the tube comes, he was barely listening as he opened your legs again and slipped his cock in. You rolled your eyes at his actions but were soon moaning under him. Harry gave you both an orgasm before you had to force him off of the bed to go get dressed.

Just as you were ready to head out the door, Harry grabbed you by your hips and kissed your neck. "No no. Come on now."

Harry pouted and you opened the door, taking his hand and leading him outside. You walked to the tube station, which was only two blocks away, and waited for the next one to arrive. "30 minutes?" Harry whined.

"Well, I was trying to tell you what time they came, but you were too busy putting your cock in me to care," you whispered to him.

"Worth it," he pecked your lips.

"Then, don't complain that we have to wait," you said.

He narrowed his eyes at you, but then rested his hand around your waist as you waited. "Yeh know what we could do in 30 minutes?" he asked after two minutes of waiting.

"Harry, I swear to God, I will push you on the track," you threatened.

Harry gasped. "Yeh'd do that to yer husband when he is just trying to provide yeh with orgasms?"

You smirked and shook your head. "Just keep it in your pants, alright?"

"Fine," he pouted.

The next 27 minutes were torture as Harry stood ridiculously close to you and had his hand rubbing on your hip the entire time. By the end, you were so flustered that you almost missed your stop when you had to get off.

When you did finally arrive, you forgot all about being flustered and got even more excited when you realized you were going to see Buckingham Palace. You took Harry's hand and ran off the tube. You still had to take a taxi to get there, as it was a 15-minute ride. When you did get there, your face lit up. You had always been fascinated with the Royal Family.

Once you saw one of the guards in the big feathery hats, you shrieked. You took a tour of Buckingham Palace and even stopped at a memorial for the Queen. The place was beautiful, more breathtaking than you ever imagined, and it was something you never thought you'd get to see in your lifetime. You watched the changing of the guards, which brought a smile to your face. Harry loved seeing you so excited and happy.

By the time that was done, it was late afternoon, so you stopped somewhere to get lunch. You stopped by this little food truck and Harry did all of the ordering. "Afternoon, mate. Can we get some Minstrels, a Chip Butty, some fruit winders, and a bag of crisps please?"

Once he got all of that, you raised an eyebrow at him. "Wha-? I want yeh to try a bunch of stuff."

You shook your head and smirked. "You're so British. Some of that stuff sounded like another language."

You found a bench to sit on as Harry smirked. "Well, it's British English sooo..."

"Let me try something. I've starving," you said, holding your hands out.

"Well, yeh know you'll like crisps. Uh, A chip butty is basically bread covered in butter, with chips, or fries, in between, and ketchup," Harry said.

"Holy shit. That sounds so good," you said. "Let me have."

Harry chuckled and unwrapped it for you. He handed it to you and when you bit into it, your eyes rolled back into your head. "God, I'm wet. This is so good."

"That gets yeh wet, huh?" he smirked.

You hit him on the shoulder as you ate the sandwich. After a few bites, you realized Harry hadn't eaten. "Want some?" you offered him the sandwich.

"Just a bite," he shrugged and leaned down to take a bite of the sandwich.

Harry made a satisfied "mmm" sound and then ate the Minstrels, which he explained to you were like chocolate candy with a glazed shell.

When you were finished eating, you put the rest of the snacks away in your purse. Harry explained what fruit winders were and you argued back and forth about it. You waited for a taxi to get to the next place.

"So, it's a fruit roll-up," you said.

"Kind of," he shrugged. "But, better."

"How can it be better than a Fruit Roll-up?" you said.

"Just is," he shrugged again.

A few minutes, later your taxi pulled up and you were off to the London Eye for the night.

~~~~

When you got there, you were actually really excited. It was like a full circle moment- being back on a Ferris wheel, although this one was less scary because it was closed in completely.

Harry paid the fee to get on and then he helped you get inside the little oval. Luckily, it was just the two of you and no one else was there to bother you. As the wheel went up, you gasped at how breathtaking the view was. The ride typically took about 30 minutes, allowing everyone enough time to see everything.

You and Harry held hands for a bit as you looked out at the scenery. You could see Big Ben, Harrods, The London Eye, Buckingham Palace, and houses for miles. It was beautiful. Your cart stopped when it was at the top. It wasn't directly in the center, but it was near the top. As nice as it was, the same view over and over again got a little boring.

About ten minutes in, you went to go it on the bench in the middle of the sphere. Harry turned around to you. "Yeh ok, pup?"

"Yeah. Just wanted a break from standing," you shrugged.

Harry kneeled down in front of you and rubbed over your legs. "Well, if m' princess wants to sit down, then so be it."

You playfully rolled your eyes and he smirked. Harry ran his fingers along your skirt-covered legs for a few more minutes and you got antsy. You shivered out of his touch and he pouted.

"That tickles," you said.

"Yeh know what else tickles?" he asked, as he rubbed your noses together and laid his hands on the edge of your panties.

"Harry!" you scolded.

"Wha-?" he asked.

"We're in public!" you took his hands away.

"We're not in public," he scoffed.

"Hello! We're in a glass wheel, where everyone around us can see," you pointed out.

"No one cares. They're not even looking," he said.

"We could get arrested," you told him.

"We're not going to get arrested," he rolled his eyes.

You bit your lip. You were contemplating. The idea of Harry giving you head in this big open space did seem hot, but what if you did get caught or someone caught you?

"I don't know," you shook your head.

"Pleasee," he pouted. "Let me eat your pretty pussy."

You rolled your eyes. "Fine, but the second someone looks over you're stopping."

"M'kay," he said, not even listening anymore, as he hooked his fingers into your panties and pulled them down. "I love it when yeh wear skirts."

"I bet you do," you shook your head.

"Lay back for me, baby," he said.

You did just that, resting on your elbows. Harry moved in more, opening your legs and licking his lips. He kissed up and down your legs for a bit before attaching his mouth to your core. You sighed happily and he smiled up at you as he licked into your pussy. You grabbed onto Harry's hair and pulled as he slobbered all over your core. "Fuck. This is so hot, baby."

You tried to answer, but you could only moan. You did agree it was hot and all of your worries about getting caught completely went away. You had your eyes closed and Harry focused on your clit as he stuck two fingers inside of you. "Oh God!"

"Feel good, baby?" he asked in your core.

"Mmmhmm," you said, your heart rate, speeding up. You both lost your balance a bit as the eye moved your wheel. You were now at the very top.

Harry curled his fingers inside of you when he regained his balance and sucked your clit between his lips, pulling it. You yelled so loud, you were glad no one could hear you. You saw Harry smirk between your legs.

His fingers sped up and you were so wet now that his mouth was making suction noises so loudly. You're legs started to shake and you opened your eyes. You happened to look across at the sphere next to you and a man dropped his jaw when he looked out the window. All he could see was Harry's curls and your mouth hanging open, but he knew what was happening.

"Harry. Someone's looking," you said, trying to get him to stop.

"Good. Let them look," he mumbled in your core.

"It's a guy," you said.

"Ok. He can't see anything," Harry said, as he sucked harshly on your clit again.

"Oh my God," your head fell back. You completely forgot about anyone even looking at you at that moment.

He chuckled in your core. After about two more minutes of him licking and sucking and you were shaking around him. The wheel moved again and you were one peg down. "Har, I'm gonna cum."

"Mmm. Cum for me, babe," he said muffled.

You yanked on his hair once again as you shook on his mouth. Your orgasm hit you hard and you just realized you had nothing to clean it up with. You moaned loudly as you came and Harry licked up every ounce you gave him and he hummed, tasting you.

Harry pulled away once you stopped cumming and he smiled, seeing the cum drip from you. "Such a pretty pussy for a naughty girl." He tsk'd and then stood up. Harry helped you up and you gasped.

"Me? You're the one who wanted to let the whole London neighborhood see my cooch," you said.

"It was one guy and he didn't see anything," Harry rolled his eyes. "Yeh can't tell me yeh didn't enjoy that."

"I never said thaatttt," you looked away from him, shyly. Harry chuckled and The Eye started moving, causing you both to lower and lower.

Right before you stepped off, you squeezed Harry's hand. "My underwear!"

"I got 'em," he said, tapping his pocket.

You shook your head. You were about to get off and out of line when you banged into someone. It was the guy who caught you. "Oh, uh, erm, uh, excuse me," he said.

You bit your lip and Harry chuckled when he passed. "We gave him a ride he'll never forget."

~~~

You hit Harry's chest as you walked back out onto the London streets. You both decided you were tired from walking, so you went back to the house and ordered takeaway, and watched a movie.

Your eyes were about to close by the end, but Harry grabbed your leg and you startled awake, looking over at him.

"Hmm?"

"Yeh wanna-?" he moved his head to the side, to imply it, but not say it.

"You seriously have a problem," you giggled.

"I do not!"

"You do!" you said, sitting up.

"Yeh know, one day, I'm gonna be old and not be able to get it up anymore and yer gonna miss this," he said, pointing to his body.

"One day you're gonna be old?" you smirked.

"Yeh know what? Never mind brat," he said, pulling the covers over him and closing his eyes.

"Fine," you shrugged. You got up to change into your pajamas, undressing completely in front of him. He opened his eyes when he heard you move off the bed. You made a show of it and put on a skimpy pair of underwear and one of his shirts. You stretched, allowing him to see the edge of your butt cheeks. You walked back to the bed, got under the covers, and sighed as you closed your eyes.

"Yeh know what?" Harry sighed, pulling the covers off of him.

You didn't say anything.

"I'll be mad later. Let's have sex now," he said, rolling next to you.

As Harry pulled your panties down, you rolled your eyes. "When we get back home, I'm signing you up for sex addiction workshops."

"M'kay. Will yeh come with me?"

"Sure, baby," you gasped, as he slipped into you.

"Yay," he hummed, content inside of you.

And you had sweet, soft sex until you both fell asleep, ready to start the next day of adventures.

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a/n: hehehe he's so whipped for her

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BREAKING NEWS!

I am no longer a piece of shit and finished my chapters! Woohooo!!

In the editing process for No Judgment, so that will be up on Tumblr/Wattpad on Monday.

As usual, Curvy Secret- PART 3- will drop on wattpad on Thursday and Tumblr on Friday.

Should I reveal the title for CS part 3? Or have y'all be surprised? 👀

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She ready!!

I went from 4400 to 6700 and most of it was smut again 🤣🤣 i have a problem

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No More Secrets, Daddy- Curvy Secret 2.13*

hiiiii. We are this close to their wedding! I'm so excited! 

WARNINGS: cute fluff, smut, spanking, cursing, pet names, dominant harry, talks of weight, age gap, I think that's it. Please do not read if you are under 18

wc: 4583

read the rest of the series here

BEGINNING OF MAY

Harry had been really stressed out at work. You loved your job and Harry loved his too, but he was currently working on two projects while helping you with last minute wedding stuff, all while overthinking.

After going two rounds, you both fell asleep in your bed. You were cuddled up against each other, you just in a shirt and Harry in his pajama pants.

But, about halfway through the night, Harry sat up, his head in his hands. He blew out a breath and then went to go put on a shirt and shoes, taking his wallet and phone with him.

~~~~

You woke up about two hours later. When you turned to the side of the bed, you jolted up when you realized Harry was missing. "Harry?!"

You got up out of bed, thinking maybe he was in the bathroom or something. "Babe?" You asked, as you opened the door.

"Harry!" You said down the hallway. "Where are you?"

You checked every room, ran up and down the stairs twice, but Harry was no where to be found. You checked out back and then out front, but he wasn't there.

You went inside to put some pants on, sat on the edge of the bed, and dialed Harry's number. It rang three time before he picked up.

"Hi, babe."

You let out a sigh of relief at his voice, but were still a bit mad.

"HARRY EDWARD STYLES, where the fuck are you? It's 4am," you said, your voice shaky.

He let out a breath. "'M sorry. I couldn't sleep. Took a walk, got some fresh air. I should have left a note though, I reckon."

"You scared me half to death, H."

"'M so sorry," he said, sounding sad.

"Are you ok though?" You asked, suddenly worried.

"Yeah. I am now."

"Come home, please. And we can talk about it if you want," you picked at the comforter.

"'M walking back now. 'M sorry. I love yeh," Harry said, as you heard him walking back.

"I love you too. Just get home soon."

"Be there in 30," he said, before hanging up.

~~

You waited by the door for Harry to walk in. The second he walked in the door you hugged him. He pulled you up so you could wrap your legs around him, and you both let out big sighs. "'M sorry. I shouldn't have just left."

"No, it's ok. I'm just glad you're ok," you said, kissing his cheek.

When you pulled apart and looked at his face, you saw his eyes were glassy. "Will you tell me what's up?"

He nodded and walked you back to bed before taking his shoes off and laying down with you. "I didn't mean for yeh to lose sleep."

"I can't sleep without you next to me," you said, running your fingers through his hair.

He smiled with all of his teeth showing. "'M so glad to hear yeh say that."

You raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?"

"Well, part of the reason I was up was because of work, but... also because I was just over thinking," he said.

"About what, baby?" You asked.

"That you'd leave me," Harry had nearly whispered.

"H," you sighed.

"I know. I know. It's... stupid, but I had a nightmare about it and then it just took over all of my thoughts. I had to get out and just take a walk. Let the fresh air hit my face," he said.

You kissed his forehead multiple times. "I'm sorry you had a nightmare. But just know in real life that that will NEVER happen, ok?"

"And I know words can just be pointless at times, especially since you were promised before and she left you, but I swear. Even if I annoy the shit out of you, you are stuck with me until your last breath. And then, we can annoy each other as ghosts."

Harry chuckled and kissed your lips once. "'M sorry I doubted yeh in my dream."

You giggled. "I forgive you."

"Good," he smiled.

"Maybe take the day off tomorrow," you suggested.

"'M saving my days for the honeymoon," he pouted.

"So, take a sick day," you shrugged.

"I don't know," he said, laying back on the bed.

You picked up your phone and then put it down when you were done. "I texted my dad. It's done. Now, go back to sleep."

"Yeh know, sometimes being with the bosses daughter helps," Harry said.

"It has it's pros and cons," you smirked.

He chuckled and kissed you again. "Thank yeh."

"Of course, baby."

You snuggled into each other again and gave each other one more kiss. "I love you and I'll never ever leave."

"I love yeh so much. 'M gonna super glue yeh to me, just in case," he chuckled.

"Good night, Ted Bundy," you joked.

"Good night," he chuckled. You both went back to sleep until you had to get up for work.

~~~~~~

LATER THAT MONTH

The jitters were kicking in. When you logged off your computer for work, a huge smile grew on your face. You were going to be at your rehearsal dinner in a few hours.

Harry was allowed out early too because your dad was leaving early and even let him keep the vacation day.

You curled your hair, put on the perfect amount of make-up that would match your baby pink dress, and got changed into your outfit just as Harry got home.

He came into the bedroom and wrapped his arms around your waist and gave you a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hello, my beautiful bride."

You giggled. "Hi, groom."

"Yeh look gorgeous," he said, kissing your neck. "And yeh smell gorgeous."

"Thank you," you grabbed onto his hands and then kissed his cheek. "But you need to get ready, so we can go."

Harry tsk'd. "They won't go anywhere. We are the bride and groom after all."

His hand roamed down your body to your hip and then under your dress.

"We can have fun after," you tapped his cheek. "Go put your smelly butt in that shower and get dressed."

He groaned and you chuckled. As Harry got ready, you went through the box to make sure you had all of the decorations, favors, and gifts for the bridal party.

You had a checklist and everything was getting crossed off one by one.

Since men didn't have much to do, Harry was out in seconds. His hair and teeth were brushed and he was getting into his suit.

When he was in the closet tying his shoes, you stood on the outside of it. "Come on, slow poke. We're gonna be late."

"'M making sure I look nice," he said as he stood up. Harry straightened his tie and then asked you, "How do I look?"

He had on a suit with a black shirt and white tie. His shoes were shiny and his curls sat perfectly on his head. You bit your lip as you took him in. He smirked when he saw the look on your face and then cleared his throat.

"You look... so handsome," you said.

"Handsome enough for us to be late?" He asked, straightening his tie.

"No," you said, grabbing your purse and sticking your tongue out.

Harry narrowed his eyes at you and you smiled at him.

"Can you take this box, please?" You asked him.

"'Course," he said, picking up the box and taking it outside.

You locked the door and walked to the car together. You unlocked the car and Harry put the box in the backseat.

When you both got into the car, you smiled.

"What?" He asked.

"You sure you want to be stuck with me forever? You know, me who turned down sex and made you carry a heavy box and who is a stickler for a schedule," you said.

Harry picked up your hand and kissed it. "Yes, because I know yeh will cave in when we get home." He smirked. "And I'll carry anything for yeh yeh need. And I need some who is on time because sometimes I can get distracted by my beautiful fiancee." He smirked.

You smiled and shook your head. "You would think I was the older one in this relationship."

Harry smiled as he started the car and pulled out of the driveway. He grabbed onto your hand and held it the entire drive over.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

You got out of the car and headed into the venue. Harry carried the big box and you headed inside-slowly because you were in heels and Harry had the box.

When you arrived inside, the men in charge of the hall greeted you. No one was there yet because you wanted to get there early. You grabbed the box from Harry, and thankfully there was no event at the hall between now and your wedding, so you could decorate a bit. You put the favors with the seating numbers on them on the table in the vestibule.

Harry helped you and you were done in no time. You also put some decorations up, including a banner reading "Mr. and Mrs. Styles." You planned out where everything would be- the photobooth, the DJ, the food, etc.

By the time, you had put everything where it needed to be and planned everything out, your bridal party and minister were arriving. You and Harry hugged everyone and then got started. You were going to practice with the ceremony first and then go out to dinner. The couple who ran the hall helped to line everyone up, and even gave you fake flowers to hold.

Your bridesmaids were all partnered up with a groomsmen- your MOH, Whitney would be walking by herself since your dad was walking you down, but they would walk together at the end, Niall and Mia, Gemma and her husband, Mitch and Sarah, Gemma's son and Carly. It worked out perfectly. Harry stood at the front with the minister and you led the back of the line. The men stood at the front too, but would be in that order when processing out.

Oh, did you mention James is the ring bearer and Honey is the flower girl? Niall and Mia are in charge of them, bless their souls, and lead the line to the front.

Your mom and Anne were there also, but off to the side, watching. They even finished up the rest of the decorating you had to do, because they're moms and of course, they did.

The speakers the owners had could play your music just fine for now and you didn't want the traditional wedding theme. You picked "Lover" by Taylor Swift, because it was one of the most romantic songs ever, in your opinion.

You wanted to pace it out to have your bridal party walk down at the right time. Then, when it was your turn, you wanted the song to sing, "Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?" and so on.

So far, everything was going great. It was a few beats behind, but when you explained where you wanted to walk out at, the couple who owned the hall made sure to pace it out exactly. It was only about a 5 second delay and then you walked out at just the right time.

Harry let out a deep breath and you smiled. You took your dad's arm and he smiled at you and winked as you walked down the fake aisle. You paced it correctly and the minister explained like your dad gives you off to Harry, you can hug or hand shake or whatever you like and then he gets in line with the rest of them.

"That was great timing, guys. Thanks everyone," you said.

They all chuckled and Harry grabbed onto your waist as the minister talked through what you have to do. "Now, since it's not in a church, there won't be communion or anything like that, but you have requested a reading?"

"Yes," you said. "Um, Niall's going to read a poem."

"I've been practicing for a month," he said, pulling the paper out of his pocket.

"He has," Mia rolled her eyes. "Reads it to James every night before putting him to bed."

You and Harry both laughed.

The minister went on with the usual stuff telling you what to say here and what to do there. "And then, it'll be exchanging of the rings and the vows. Now, I understand you have written your own vows?"

"Yes," Harry smiled at you.

"Great. Did you want to practice them now or wait?"

"No!" you both shouted.

"Sorry," you said. "We want them to be a surprise."

"That's fine," the minister said. "We can just give you a mock-up of the original vows." He handed you two pieces of paper and you each grabbed the rings from Whitney and your dad.

Harry went first. "Ok. Picture me saying m' actual vows to yeh, but with a lot more tears than this."

You giggled and rubbed his hand. He said his vows and then it was your turn. After the vows were done, you pretended to exchange rings. And then it was time for Niall's poem. The minister did the closing remarks. You asked to run through it one more time, minus the entry. You did and everything went smoothly. Your mom dropped off Honey to your house before meeting back at the restaurant.

After you were all done, and the hall was set up, you headed to dinner, which was a five-minute drive from the hall. It was a beautiful Italian restaurant that you've been dying to try. Everyone piled into the long table in the back. Harry pulled your chair out before sitting down next to you. He grabbed onto your hand and didn't let go the whole night.

Everyone loved the food and the conversation was flowing. Harry drew attention to himself when he stood up and tapped his champagne glass. "Hi everyone." He waited for them to all quiet down. "The rehearsal went great. A-list actors, yeh all are." Everyone laughed. "Thanks for coming everyone. This just made it so much more real. We cannot wait to celebrate with all of yeh on Saturday. Thank yeh."

They all clapped as Harry held up his glass and toasted. You stood up and said a speech. "First off, we love you all and thank you all for agreeing to be a part of our special day. That rehearsal went flawlessly and I apologize in advance if I was or am a bridezilla at any point." They all laughed. "Enjoy the food and let's get our wedding on!"

They toasted again and then dessert came out. When you sat down, Harry kissed your hand. "How's my beautiful bride doing? Have enough to eat?"

"Oh, I've had plenty to eat," you said, clutching your stomach.

"Good," he said, kissing it a few more times.

"How about you? How are you?" you asked.

"I am... amazing. Got everyone I love with me. 'M a day and a half from marrying the love of m' life. Couldn't be happier right now," Harry smiled.

You laid your head on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love yeh more, pup."

"Um, I think you're wrong," you said, playing with the rings on his hands.

"No. 'M never wrong. Plus, it's true," he said.

You rolled your eyes, playfully. "Ok."

"Did yeh just roll yer eyes at me?" he asked.

Your mom, who was sitting across from you, laughed. "You guys are already fighting like an old married couple."

"You got the old part right," you poked Harry in the stomach, jokingly.

"Hey!" he said, pinching your hip.

You giggled and he pulled you closer to him. You lifted your head up and Harry whispered in your ear. "Yer gonna get it when we get home."

You bit your lip and just kept a straight face as you took a forkful of cake. Harry shook his head and pulled your chin closer to him to kiss you, even with a mouth full of food.

When everyone finished, you gave them all one last gift- flasks for the guys, minus Gemma's son, he got a mug and the bridesmaids all got Bath and Body Works lotion. Everyone went home with full bellies and smiles on their faces.

~~~~~

When Harry pulled into the driveway, a comfortable silence fell between the two of you. You held hands as you unlocked the door and then stepped inside.

As you took your shoes off and Harry put the keys in the bowl by the door, you turned around to face each other. Harry held onto your hips and you rested your hands on his chest. "Yer lucky 'm so wrapped up in this wedding bliss."

"Why?" you bit your lip.

"Cause yeh called me old and rolled yer eyes at me," he said.

"Well, I didn't lie," you said. "And I rolled my eyes at you because it's so cute how obsessed with me you are that you can't admit that I love you more than you love me."

"So, yer still calling me old?" he said, in nearly a whisper and with a smirk on his face.

"I'm not. Your age is and the little gray hairs on the side of your head are," you giggled, before trying to run away.

"Oh no yeh don't!" Harry said, before running to pull you back into him. He gave you a raspberry on your neck as he put his arms around your waist and swayed you back and forth. "I was going to be nice, gentle, let yeh cum as many times as yeh wanted, but yer still being a bloody brat, so wedding bliss or not, you need to be taught a lesson."

You bit your lip. "Why? Cause you're old?"

Harry let go of your waist and took your arm, dragging you to the couch. He bent you over, lifted up your dress, and pulled down your underwear. He gave you three hard spanks to each cheek. You haven't had a good spanking in a while, aside from the daily one you get from him every morning, but they're just light and playful.

Harry spanked you hard again and this time you let out a moan. "Calling me old," he tsk'd while playing with your cheeks and spreading them. "Yer the one who's marrying this old man."

You bit your lip. "Don't you know I'm just with you for the money?" you joked.

He spanked you twice again, hard. "Oh, so yer not with me for m' cock?"

"Mmm," you thought, jokingly. "I've had better."

That got you really hard spanks. "Like hell yeh have."

You giggled and that made Harry pull you up by your neck to look back at him. "Hate to bruise up this body and make it all red before the wedding, but m' fiancee wants to act like a brat, so she's gonna be treated like one."

"Yes, daddy," You said through a strained voice. "Please teach me a lesson."

Harry smirked as he looked at your fucked out state. "Yer such a fucking slut."

When you swallowed with his hand on your throat, he smiled again. "Such a shame this dress is so pretty."

"No! Don't rip it please!" you begged.

"Hmm," he hummed. "Then, take it off and QUICKLY!"

Harry removed himself from you, so you could get undressed quickly and then when you were just in your bra, he smirked, and grabbed your hand. He led you upstairs to the bedroom. When you arrived Harry sat down on the bed and you stood in front of him.

"Well... what are yeh standing over there for?" he asked.

You walked closer to him and he let you stand in between his legs. "Bra off."

You unhooked your bra and threw it on the floor. "Aren't you going to take off your clothes?"

"I wasn't the one being a brat now, was I?" he asked.

You shook your head and pouted.

"Plus, who wants to see this old man's body anyway?" he challenged you, raising an eyebrow.

"I do," you kneeled down on your knees right in front of him. "I love this body."

"Mmmm."

"Can I make it up to you?" you pouted, rubbing over his bulge.

"Mmm. Tempting. But 'm not done with yeh yet," Harry said. "Up."

You got up and Harry moved back on the bed. He patted his lap and you went to sit on it. "Lay down."

You laid down, face first, your nipples resting against the cold comforter. "Yeh want everyone to see how much of a brat yeh were, hmm?"

"Yes, daddy, please," you said.

He pushed your head down onto the comforter. "Shut up."

You swallowed. Harry's hand traced down your back until it got to your ass cheek. He slapped it hard four times and you moaned out. He did the same to the other cheek.

"Shame yer gonna be all red and sore for the wedding," he said, spanking you again.

"I deserve it, daddy," you said in a strained voice.

This made Harry smile. He pulled you up by your neck to his mouth and kissed you. "Good girl."

He made out with you for a bit and then subtly stuck two fingers inside of you. You gasped, separating your kiss.

Harry finger fucked you and you moaned and gasped on top of him. "Yer not allowed to cum."

You whined and your face was stained with mascara. "Please."

"No."

"Please." You begged.

"No," Harry said. "Brats don't cum."

"I'm sorry," you begged.

"Too late," Harry pulled his fingers out of you and spanked your cheeks again.

You whined and just took the punishment he was giving you. He spanked you until your butt was so red that it looked like the McDonald's logo.

You were breathing heavily by the time Harry was done. He stopped spanking you and sat back, looking at your marked skin.

You turned your head to the side to see what he was doing. "Har?"

He rubbed over your cheek. "'M sorry. Are yeh ok?"

"What?" You sat up. "Of course, I'm ok."

"Sorry. It was just really red and I didn't know if yeh were in pain or not," he rubbed your skin.

"Babe," you went to sit on his lap. "Babe, I'm fine. You know I would tell you if it was too much. I like the sting a bit."

He smirked at that and you kissed his lips. "I love yeh, my bride."

"I love you too, old man," you giggled.

Harry took you by your waist and shook his head. "I've had enough of this."

You bit your lip, but before you could do anything, Harry dropped you onto the bed and walked away. "Wh-? Where are you going?"

"Getting ready for bed since 'm so old," he said, going to the bathroom.

You pouted and walked to him in the bathroom. You asked for his shirt because you hate being naked just standing there. When he turned around and held you by your hips, you knew he wasn't mad anymore.

"I'm sorry," you pouted. "You know I'm only joking."

"Mmm."

"Do you still want to marry me?" You whispered.

Harry shook his head, turned you around, and sat you on the sink. "Course I still want to marry yeh. Always do. Always will." He pecked your lips tenderly.

"Me too," you said, running your hands through his hair. "And I love your grays."

"Alright now," he kissed your wrist. "That's enough now."

You giggled.

"I wanted to dye them though before the wedding, but 'm afraid I'll mess up," he said.

"You're not dying it because of me, are you? I feel so bad now," you said.

"No no, darling. This is my decision. Have to look as good as my beautiful bride," he said, rubbing your noses together.

"You look better," you assured him.

"Mmm. Thanks, pup."

"But I can help you with dying if you really want to," you said.

"Really?" He asked. "That would be awesome!"

"Yes! I just can't sit like this anymore. I did take a beating earlier," you said, hopping off the counter.

Harry furrowed his brow and pouted. "It's ok," you told him. "I'm ok. Go get the dye."

He went to get the bag of hair dye and handed it to you. "The lady in the store told me this was m' color. I hope she's right."

You opened the bag and saw the box of dye and a piece of paper. "Seems like she wanted to know if it was the right color too." You held up the receipt with her phone number on it and raised an eyebrow.

Harry rolled his eyes and threw the receipt in the trash. "Yeah. Well, she won't know."

"Sit on the toilet for me. I will prep everything," you said.

He sat down and watched as you mixed everything, set a towel on his lap and around his neck, and hummed as you did so.

"How do yeh know how to do all of this?" He asked.

"Remember when I was like 17 and I dyed my hair pink? Me and Whitney spent hours in the bathroom dying each other's hair," you laughed.

"I remember that color," Harry said, as you began to apply the dye. "Yer dad was pissed."

"I know," you giggled. "Thank God it was Summertime or I would have been more dead. Hold still," you said.

"I thought it accentuated your cheekbones," Harry said, holding onto your hips.

You blushed. "Thanks."

"Yer dad on the other hand was looking up boarding schools," Harry laughed.

"He did!?"

"Yeah, but I talked him out of it," he said.

"Well, thank you. You're my hero," you smirked.

"Mmhmm."

"Do you want the whole head dyed or just... the grays?" You whispered the last part.

He pinched your hips. "Will it match the front?"

"Yeah," you looked at the box. "This is your color."

"Then, just the front's fine."

"Ok. Then, you're all done," you said, washing your hands. "You have to sit for twenty minutes and let it dry."

He nodded and set a timer on his phone. "Thanks, love."

The time went by and Harry got impatient so at 19 minutes he got up to kiss you. When the timer went off, he pulled away and smirked. "So, I don't look old anymore. Want to bang now?"

You laughed at his lingo. "Seems like the hair dye made your vocabulary change as well."

He laughed. "Is that a no?"

"I didn't say that."

This whole time he was walking you back to the bed. Your ankles hit the bottom of the bed and you fell back on to the bed. "I thought I was a brat."

"Mmm. Well, yeh did help me with the hair dye and yeh apologized, so I forgive yeh," he said.

You giggled. "You just want to have sex."

"'Course I do," he kissed your neck.

"But you can't leave marks on my neck. Just the places that will be covered," you said.

"Mkay. And yeh have to tell me what yer dress looks like so I know," he smiled.

"Uh uh. You know the covered spots," you said.

Harry groaned and kissed down your body. He undressed and you took off his shirt. Harry opened your legs and sunk into you, making you let out a satisfied sigh. 

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No More Secrets, Daddy- Curvy Secret 2.10*

HIIIIIII. 

Ok, so this is the Disney Chapter and I really love it. I am sorry this is later than usual, but with the holidays and all, I just got to proofreading today. enjoy!

WARNINGS: basically just Disney and smut. pegging if you blink, public sex, age gap, talks of weight, unprotected sex, talks of toys, dirty talk, daddy/mommy kink, curse words, rude woman, i think that's it. 

wc: 6,000

be sure to read the rest of the series here

"Great. It looks like you have a lot of experience and the degree we are looking and would be a great fit for our team!" the woman interviewing you over Zoom said.

You clapped your hands together. "Thank you so much. To work for Target would be a dream and I can't thank you enough for talking to me today."

"Oh. No problem! We are interviewing a few more candidates, so we will let you know in a few days and get you started," she said.

"Thank you so much!... I do have to be honest with you. I am going on vacation for my birthday tomorrow, so I might not be able to start right away, if I get hired that is," you bit your lip.

"That's fine," the interviewer said. "And happy birthday!"

"Thank you," you smiled.

"We like to give our employees at least a week before they start to get everything in order anyway," she told you.

"Great!! This all sounds right up my alley," you said.

She smiled. "We are glad to have met with you. We will be in touch soon."

"Thank you. Have a good rest of your day."

"You too," she said, before hanging up the video chat.

You sighed when you closed your laptop and then smiled. You couldn't wait to possibly have a job you would enjoy.

You spent the rest of the day packing. You went to Disney World once before when you were six, but didn't remember most of the trip, so this one was going to be one to remember.

Harry got home, fed Honey, and then got undressed from his work clothes before he started kissing your neck. "Come on, we have to pack," you giggled.

"Just kissing yeh," he said, before licking your neck.

"It's never just kissing with you. Kissing turns to feeling or fondling. Fondling turns to fingering, fingering turns to oral, and then the next thing I know my hips are dying because you have my legs pulled so far up to my head," you said.

"What can I say? When I have a hot fiancee, I want to be in her all the time," he said against your neck. "Come on, baby. Just a quickie."

"Fine, a quickie, but then we have to pack," you told him, turning around to kiss him.

"Mmmhmm. Sure. Sure," he said, as he pushed you onto the bed and climbed on top of you.

What was supposed to be a quickie turned out to be 40 minutes and two orgasms. Harry was too spent to pack, but he said he loved watching you and reminded you to bring your lingerie and toys. What the hell was he planning?

~~~~

5:00 am came too early the next morning. Your alarm sounded and you rolled over to cuddle into Harry, but the bed was empty.

He came bursting into the door with a full tray of food and your luggage. "Happy birthday, baby!! Let's eat breakfast and then head to Disney World!"

You giggled as you sat up and Harry placed the tray on your lap. "Thanks, H. This looks delicious."

There was French toast, eggs, breakfast potatoes, bacon, and orange juice. Harry had a plate for himself as well. "Only the best for m' girl."

You hummed and exchanged a kiss filled with food. You made small talk as you ate. "How early did you get up to make this?"

"Like 4 I think," he shrugged.

"You're going to be so tired," you pouted.

"Worth it," he said, smiling.

"I love you."

"I love yeh more," he said, giving you a kiss on your cheek.

When you finished breakfast, you went to get changed but Harry suggested birthday sex.

"Babe, we have to get to the airport. I don't wanna miss Mickey," you said.

"Mickey will be there tomorrow," he said, grabbing your hips and kissing your lips.

"But it's my birthday and I want to see Mickey," you pouted.

"But birthday sex," he pouted.

"We'll have plenty of time for that," you tapped him on the cheek. "Come on."

You changed into your Monster's Inc. shirt and shorts and had your bags ready to go.

Harry styled a Mickey Mouse shirt with cargo shorts, a button down short-sleeved shirt, and loafers.

He packed all of the bags into the rental car and you headed to the airport.

~~~~~

You made it in plenty of time and somehow, between the numerous bags you had, Harry still managed to hold your hand.

He rubbed the top of it as you waited to board.

"Why do we have so many bags?" You asked.

"Yeh know, the toys and things," he said, but then he caught someone glancing at him, so he added. "For the kids."

You had to hold back your laughter as Harry pulled his sunglasses down onto his face and smiled at the woman in front of you.

In no time, you were boarding the plane and starting your journey to Disney. You went to turn to the right, but Harry pulled you to the other side. "Har! Where-?"

"Yeh thought I was gonna make yeh sit coach on yer 25th birthday? Hmm?" He asked. "Here we are."

"First class?" You asked, as you stood up, blocking the aisle.

"Mmhmm. Hand me yer bag, baby," he gestured to you as you stood dumbfounded.

He chuckled and he took the bag off your shoulder and put it in the overhead compartment with his.

Harry took your hand and sat you down in your seats. "Har. I can't believe this."

He smiled and kissed your hand. "Happy birthday, (Y/N)."

You giggled and thanked him. However, first class or not, you still had your anxiety over flying so you popped two pills to help you calm down. Harry held your hand as you took off and the nervous jitters turned into excited ones.

As the flight attendants came around, they gave you your lunch and Harry requested drinks for you. "And the birthday girl would like...?"

"A strawberry daiquiri please," you told the flight attendant and she nodded and put your orders in.

You bounced in your seat as you ate your chicken and potatoes. The flight attendant came back with both your drinks and wished you a happy birthday before leaving again.

When your dinner was finished, you requested another drink and they brought you another daiquiri.

About 30 minutes passed and you were definitely calm now. Harry was looking out the window and you bit your lip as you looked at his side-profile. You were tipsy. Mixing two drinks with your pills was not a good mix and you were definitely feeling it.

You ran your hand up and down Harry's thigh and he looked at you and winked. He looked back out the window for a bit. You leaned over and bit his ear.

This time he chuckled and put a hand on your legs. "Whatcha doin', pup?"

"You're really hot," you bit your lip.

He laughed and gave you a kiss on your lips. "Thanks, baby. Yeh are too."

"Mmm."

The alcohol was playing with your mind and you got an idea in your mind. You leaned over to him and whispered, "Meet me in the bathroom."

You hiccuped and then walked to the bathroom, waiting for Harry.

He came into the tight space a few minutes later and locked the door. "Fancy meeting yeh here."

You pulled him close to you and kissed him deeply. When you pulled away, your hands went down to his zipper and your hands rested there. "I have a question."

"What's that, pup?"

"Have you ever been a part of the mile-high club? Because I haven't."

"Mile-high club? Hmm? Believe that's one 'm not a member of," he smirked.

"Would you like to join?" You asked as you unzipped his shorts.

He nodded as he kissed you again and you hummed as you took his cock out and stroked it. Harry moaned and rested his forehead against yours. "Fuck baby."

"Need you, daddy," you pouted as you stroked him.

"Yeah? Want some birthday sex?" He smiled as he kissed you.

"Please daddy. I've been a good girl," you pouted.

"I know yeh have, petal. Jump on the sink," he said, after he laid a few paper towels down.

You did as he told you and spread your legs. Harry reached under your skirt and pulled your panties down. "This is why yeh wore a skirt, huh? Knew yeh were gonna get fucked?"

You bit your lip and nodded your head as Harry sunk his cock all the way into you. You let out a moan and he covered your mouth with his hand. "Gotta be quiet, baby. Don't wanna get in trouble."

You nodded and wrapped your arms around Harry's neck. He pulled out and then back in and your mouth hung open. There was something so dirty, literally and metaphorically, about having sex in an airplane bathroom. Anyone could catch you or hear you and the thought of that made you both more riled up.

If the sink was not anchored to the plane floor, it definitely would have moved across the room. There wasn't much room to move, but Harry wrapped your legs around his waist and made it work. "Harry," you gasped.

"I know baby. Feels good, right?" He asked, leaning down to kiss you.

You nodded. "So good."

There was a knock on the door and your eyes got wide. "Occupied. Gonna be a while," Harry said.

The person walked away and he continued his thrusts in you. "Yer so damn tight around me. Never want to leave."

"Don't leave. Stay in me forever, daddy," you begged.

Harry growled. "Yer such a whore."

"Mmhmm," you giggled.

Harry felt his release coming soon, so he reached down to rub your clit. You yelped and Harry put his finger up to his lips to remind you to keep quiet.

"Sorry, daddy," you whispered.

"Need yeh to cum for me, baby. Cum on my cock."

Your leg started to shake, from an orgasm or from holding it in an awkward position, you didn't know.

His two fingers circled your clit and you gasped. A few minutes later and you were cumming around his cock. You squeezing him caused Harry to cum inside of you. "Shit."

When your orgasms both subsided, Harry pulled out, his cock softening. He found your panties and put them back on you and then kissed you.

"I probably just got three stds in here," you joked.

"Worth it," he chuckled.

"You won't be saying that when your cock is itching from herpes," you joked.

"I think we'll be fine. Hmm?" He kissed you. "Let's get back before they suspect us."

Harry grabbed your hand and then unlocked the door. He led you back to your seat and everyone was staring at you. As you sat back down, you bit your lip and Harry smirked. "I think they suspect us."

Harry just chuckled and kissed your forehead.

~~~~~

You both fell asleep on the plane and then woke up in Disney World.

Harry took your bags from the overhead and you walked into the airport to fetch your checked ones. After about 20 minutes, you found them and headed onto the bus to your hotel.

"You never did tell me where we are staying," you said.

"You'll see," he said, kissing your forehead.

"We said no more secrets," you reminded him.

"It's not a secret. It's a surprise," he loaded all of your bags onto the bus and smirked.

You folded your arms as you sat in the bus seat and Harry held onto your thigh, tapping a beat to some song.

~~~~~~~~~~

The bus pulled up to the Grand Floridian, the most expensive hotel in all of Disney World. You admired the view as you figured it'd be gone soon once the bus pulled away, but then Harry surprised you.

He stood up and grabbed his bags. "Yeh coming, pup?"

"We're- we're staying here?" You asked.

"Yep! Surprise," he smirked.

"Harry, this is too much," you said.

"All passengers staying at the Grand Floridian, please exit now," the driver said.

Harry grabbed your bag and beckoned you over with his hand. "Come on. We'll discuss this outside."

You walked off the bus and in front of the hotel, folding your arms.

"Are yeh mad?" He asked.

"No.... I don't know," you said. "I mean it's the Grand Floridian, but we're trying to save money for the wedding."

He kissed your forehead and hummed. "Told yeh, pup. We're alright with all that. Don't worry."

You pouted.

"Why don't we go inside and see the hotel and then we can discuss it in the room," Harry offered.

You nodded. You found a bell boy to take your bags up to the room and stepped into the lobby.

"Wow," you said, looking around the hotel. "This place is amazing."

He smiled at you and squeezed your hand. "So, all is forgiven?"

"Yes," you squeezed back. "In fact, this earns you a sloppy blow job."

A rich, snobby woman walked by with her family and gave you a dirty look. "This is a family establishment."

"Ok?" You said, pulling Harry by his shorts band and unzipping them. "And we're family."

She gasped and you and Harry cracked up as she walked away. "God, I love yeh," he said, rubbing his nose against yours.

You zipped his shorts back up. "Love you more."

"Mmm," he hummed and then gave you a kiss. "Happy birthday, baby."

"Thank you, babe. Now, can we go see Mickey?"

"Yes," Harry chuckled. "Let's get up to the room, change, take a shower or whatever and then we'll go see Mickey."

You kissed his cheek and drug him to the front desk so you could get your room assignment, a birthday pin, and even engaged pins.

You were giddy as you went up to the room and got changed to go to the parks. After you took a shower together and got dressed, Harry pulled you in by your hips. "So, how about that sloppy blow job now?"

You giggled. "We just did it on the plane. Let's go to the parks first and then when we come back, I'll give you one."

"Mmm," he raised an eyebrow at you and gave you a spank. "Yer lucky it's your birthday or I'd be forcing yeh on yer knees."

"Lucky for me then," you giggled. "Can we go to the Magic Kingdom now?"

Harry looked at his watch. "Actually yes."

You smiled at him and walked out to the buses to go to your favorite park.

The ride wasn't super long and soon enough you were scanning your magic bands and heading into the park.

~~~~

As you walked into the park with your skirt, Ariel shirt, tennis shoes, and mini backpack, a smile crept onto your face.

When you saw Cinderella's castle, you nearly burst into tears. Harry smiled and loved seeing you so excited.

"The first thing we have to do is buy ears!" You said, dragging him into the nearest store.

While you were in there, you did buy ears, but also found a few other things to buy. Harry got Star Wars ears and you got Toy Story.

You walked out hand in hand and you smiled at Harry. "You know, I've never actually seen one Star Wars movie."

He gasped. "What? In the nearly one and half years we've been together, yeh've never told me that!"

You shrugged. "Never had the opportunity to bring it up before."

"When we get home, we are sitting down and watching them," Harry said.

"Yes, sir," you giggled.

"Mmm. What did yeh want to do next?" He asked.

"Pirates of the Caribbean!"

"Alright. Let's go!" Harry said, as you dragged him around the park.

That was only a 15 minutes wait, so you did the rides around it including Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, and the Tiki Room.

You were running around the Magic Kingdom, going on rides and buying souvenirs. It was the best birthday ever.

"I do not want to do Small World. That ride gives me nightmares," you said.

"Good. Me either," Harry chuckled.

You waited in line for Space Mountain. When you first went you were too little to go on it, so now you were riding it for the first time, but you didn't know how fast it was.

When you got off you declared that as your favorite ride in the park. You were pulling him towards the Buzz Lightyear space ranger spin, when he pulled back on your hand.

You looked back and Harry had his hand on his head, rubbing it. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah. I, uh, sorry, was a bit dizzy for a second. I'm fine. I'm fine," he said.

You pouted and kissed him. "Sorry. I forget you're an old man sometimes." You giggled.

"Hey," he kissed you back. "Yer marrying the old man."

You giggled again. "I know. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Mmmm," he smirked.

"Do you want to stop and eat or sit down for a bit?"

"Actually," he looked at his watch. "We have a reservation."

"What? Where?" You asked.

He just smirked and now pulled you through the park. When you stopped in front of Cinderella's castle and Harry talked to the woman at the podium, you gasped. She noticed your birthday and engaged pins and made sure it was a dinner to remember.

When you walked up the stairs, you kissed him on his cheek. "How did you get a reservation on such short notice?"

"I've been planning this longer than yeh knew," he said.

You shook your head and Harry pulled out your chair and you sat down. The waitress came and took your order and offered you a free drink since it was your birthday.

When they came back with your food, Cinderella and a few other princesses walked out. You gasped and immediately ran away from the table to get in line.

Harry chuckled and watched you wait in line. When you got to Cinderella, your face lit up. She noticed your pins and wished you a happy birthday.

"So, you found your prince?" She asked.

"I did. We're getting married in May," you told her.

"Oo. So soon. Is your prince here?" Cinderella asked.

"Yes. He's right over there," you pointed to Harry, who smiled. You waved him over and he got up to meet her. His hand went around your waist and he greeted Cinderella.

"Such a beautiful prince and princess. Congrats on your engagement," she said.

"Thank you."

"Would you like to take a picture?" She asked.

You nodded and the photographer snapped some pictures of you and showcased your ring. When you finished, Harry insisted that you take solo photos with her and the princesses.

By the time you were done, you had such a huge smile on your face. You went back to your food and talked a mile a minute about the princesses.

Harry smiled and grabbed your hand. "Sorry. I'm talking too much. But I can't believe we're here. And you did all of this for my birthday. All I did was take you to an arcade and-."

But Harry picked up your hands and kissed them. "That was the best birthday of m' life. Honestly. I had so much fun. And this is yer 25th birthday. It has to be special, especially since next year, yeh know, it might not just be two of us."

"Yeah," you smiled, looking down at your food. "You're right."

"And seeing how happy yeh were just now with all the princesses, that is the best gift. I love seeing yeh happy," Harry added.

You smiled at him and finished up your food. When dessert came out, they gave you an extra dish since it was your birthday. You were so stuffed by the end that you debated sleeping there.

~~~

When you got back to the hotel, there was a big balloon display and cupcakes in your room. Harry picked up a candle and a match and lit it. He walked to you and held it up. He sang Happy Birthday in a quiet voice and then hummed. "Make a wish, baby."

"Why? They've already come true," you said before blowing them out.

Harry took a piece of icing and dabbed it on your nose. He pulled you in for a kiss and the icing got on him as well. You giggled and wiped it off of you.

"I'm kind of full, but we can split a cupcake," you offered.

"Ok. Yeah," he said, pulling one in half.

"Thank you for all of this, baby. You are too good to me," you said.

He handed you your half. "'S because I love yeh. Yer welcome."

"I love you so much," you kissed him and then you ate your cupcake together.

~~~~~~

The next day you went to Animal Kingdom and Disney Springs, having another nice dinner. You shopped in some designer stores, looking at price tags and cringing.

"Yeh gonna get one, love?" He asked.

"No. Too expensive," you said.

"Which one do you want?" He asked, as he came up behind you.

"Har, I'm fine. Really."

"It'll be yer birthday present," he kissed your temple. "Tell me."

"I really like these two," you gave in.

Harry decided and picked one without even looking at the tag. He went up to the counter and purchased your first designer bag. You couldn't stop kissing him as you walked through the shops.

When you got back to your hotel, you sat down on the bed and admired your purse. "Thanks for the bag."

"'Course, hun," he smiled. "Enjoy." He took off his shirt and his shoes.

As he sat on the bed next to you, you climbed on his lap and giggled. "Hi," he said.

"Hi, daddy."

"Mmm. Hi, baby. What's up?" He asked.

You ran your hand over his chest. "I promised you a sloppy blow job and have yet to make good on it."

"Mmm. Well, I have some time now," he smirked.

You began to take his belt off. "Me too."

Harry laid back onto the bed and you undid his pants. Soon enough, them and his underwear were down and around his ankles. You knelt on the bed in your dress and jerked him off until he was fully hard, which didn't take long because he was usually semi-hard around you.

When you licked up his cock, he moaned and grabbed onto your hair. "You're so good to me, daddy. Now, I'm gonna give you a present."

"Yeah, baby? Want m' cock down your throat?"

"Mmmhmm," you moaned as you licked his tip. "I want to choke on it and have it bruise my throat."

"Fuck," he moaned. "Well, get to it then, hmm?"

You looked up at him as you took him down your throat and hummed. You spit on it, promising it to be sloppy, and opened up your throat to take him all the way.

You gagged and your eyes watered, but you didn't mind. No matter how many times you took him down your throat, you would gag because the man had a huge cock and you never got used to it. But you loved it and it made you wet instantly.

"Fuck, baby. That's it. Choke on daddy's cock. Good girl," Harry said, pulling your hair.

You moaned and delivered the sloppiest blow job you've ever given. It had Harry moaning loud and shaking, which made you smile.

About 10 minutes later, Harry gripped the comforter. "Shit. 'M gonna cum."

You took your mouth off his cock for a second and hummed. "Cum in my mouth, daddy." You went back to tugging and slurping on him.

About a minute later, Harry closed his eyes and pushed your head down further onto his cock as he came down your throat.

He kept you on him until every last drop came out. You showed him the cum on your tongue before swallowing and then he pulled you up for a kiss. "Yeh're so fucking dirty and I love it."

You giggled, wiping cum off the side of your mouth. "I love when you cum down my throat, daddy. You taste so good." You said in a strained voice.

He shook his head and kissed you again. "Dirty girl."

"Mmm," you hummed. Then you smirked.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Well... there's one ride I haven't ridden since we've gotten here," you looked up at him and bit your lip.

"One day, yer gonna kill me, yeh know that?" He asked.

You giggled. "Sorry. I'll just go take a shower."

"No no," Harry stopped you. "I didn't say that day would be today. Hop on."

You clapped and crawled onto the bed again. Harry took your panties off and spanked your ass cheeks before you rode him. You kept your dress and Mickey ears on and Harry thought you were the prettiest thing he's ever seen as you rode his cock.

When you both came and you fell off of him, you giggled. "Think that's my favorite ride of all."

"It better be," he said, spanking you again before you both fell asleep.

~~~~

The following day was Hollywood Studios and you were super excited for Toy Story land. You beat Harry's butt in Midway Mania and fangirled over meeting Buzz.

Harry, however, loved Star Wars land and you surprised him when you knew who Kylo Ren was. You snapped a photo of the two of them together.

When Harry came back to your side, he said, "Thought yeh never watched Star Wars."

"I haven't. But I have brother and dad, you might know them, who love Star Wars and learned some things along the way," you said.

"Mmm. Well, have yeh ever seen Princess Leia in that tiny brown bikini?" He asked.

"No."

"I'll have to show yeh and maybe get yeh a replica," he smirked.

"Me and tiny don't go together," you said.

"Yeh'd look so fucking hot, (Y/N). God, 'm getting hard just thinking 'bout it," he told you.

You slapped him on his chest and carried on with the rest of the park. Tower of Terror was Harry's favorite ride and Rock 'n Roller Coaster was your fave. Once he got off of that, Harry had to sit down.

"Maybe no more roller coasters," you said, holding onto his leg.

"No. No. 'M fine. Just have to find my footing," he assured you.

You kissed him and he kissed you back. You offered him some of your water and he felt better.

You went to the rest of the park and very much enjoyed yourselves.

~~~~

The next day was a rest day. You slept in late, went to the pool, ate hotel food, shopped in their gift shop, and then went back to your room to watch a movie before Harry's hand rested on your ass and you climbed on top of him, going for multiple rounds of sex.

The next morning you got a knock on your door from a hotel staffer. Harry answered it and apparently someone sent a noise complaint. He thanked the man and closed the door.

Harry threw the notice in the trash. "Tonight, 'm fucking yeh so hard the entire hotel will hear us."

You giggled as you got changed into your outfit for the day- A Marie from the Aristocats skirt with suspenders and an Olaf shirt.

"Fuck the noise complaint. That's bullshit," he said, sitting down on the bed with just his pajamas pants on.

You came up behind and kissed his shoulders. "Don't worry about it, baby. I'm enjoying it."

"Yeah," he chuckled. "Bet yeh are."

"Can we go drink around the world now?" You asked.

Yep, you were going to Epcot today!

"Yes. Let me get changed. Sorry," he got up and put on a Guardians of the Galaxy shirt and shorts. "Let's go!"

You hopped onto the bus and headed to Epcot.

You did some of the rides in the beginning and shopped a bit, but you were both more excited for the countries. When you got to the United Kingdom, Harry acted like it was his home.

He asked you to take pictures of him at every possible location. You ate British food and bought a lot of souvenirs. You were having a lot of fun and were certainly enjoying drinking around the world.

When you got to the second to the last country and downed your drink, you were feeling a bit tipsy. Harry had chatted up a vendor after buying something and you started to get handsy.

You squeezed his butt and giggled and Harry said goodbye to the vendor. When you got to a not so populated place, Harry pulled you aside. "What are yeh doing, baby?"

"Mmm," you rubbed over his chest. "Let's have sex."

"Here?!?"

"Yes," you played with his cross necklaces. "I'm horny, daddy."

"Yer drunk, baby," he chuckled.

"Mmmm. If we have sex now, I can fuck you when we get back," you offered.

He looked around and made sure no one heard. "That would cause a lot of noise."

"Mmhmm," you said, unbuttoning his shorts.

Harry took you to a deserted attraction, where no one was, and he fucked you until you weren't just tipsy, but cock drunk as well.

After you both came, he cleaned you up, and drug you back to the park like nothing dirty just happened.

You walked around the countries a bit more and went on one more ride before you decided to head home.

When you got back to the hotel, Harry took his shoes off and you undressed quickly, finding the strap on in your bag and putting it on.

When you turned around and Harry saw you, he drooled. "Fuck, baby."

"Get undressed now and get on your hands and knees on the bed," you told him.

Harry did as you told him and you gasped as you climbed onto the bed. "You got your pretty plug in today, baby. Feeling a bit subby?"

"Mmm, a bit," he said. "Felt kind of empty mostly."

"Aww poor baby. Well, I'll take good care of you, baby boy," you said as you took his plug out.

You squirted some lube onto his hole and he moaned as you moved it around. When you stuck the tip of your fake cock in, Harry let out a deep breath. "Be loud for me, ok baby?"

"Yes, mommy," he said, as you sunk further into him. "God dammit. That's good."

The mommy struck you a bit, more than you would have liked, but you stuck it out for Harry.

You held onto his cheeks and spread them as you pushed the dildo in further. "Feel ok, good boy?"

"Mmhmm. Feels good," he said, gripping the headboard.

"Good. I'm gonna start moving now, ok?" You asked.

"Yes, mommy. Please fuck me. Please," he said.

You grabbed onto his hips and he moaned, screaming out and hitting the wall on purpose. "So good."

You rammed into him fast, watching him come undone thrust by thrust. At one point, you shifted positions and had him on top riding you. You loved seeing his face as the fake cock entered him further. He loved it. "Love your cock, mommy. Feels so good in my tight arse."

As he bounced on you, his cock bounced too, and it was getting very hard. "You gonna cum for me soon?"

"Mmhmm," he said, swallowing. "Real soon."

"Keep bouncing, baby. Want you to get there," you encouraged.

Soon enough Harry was gripping your shoulders and cumming, shaking as he did so. You grabbed his cock and stroked it as he came down from his high. "Good boy. I'm proud of you."

"Thank you, mommy," he said, smiling. "Felt good."

"Mmm. I'm sure, pretty boy. Now, let's get you cleaned up, ok?"

You took both a shower and laughed about how low you were and if you'd get another complaint tomorrow.

~~~~

The next day was your last day in the parks before you headed back home. You did, in fact, get another noise complaint, and was asked to meet down at the front desk.

The woman who scolded you when you first arrived was the one there and you were not surprised.

"Sir. These two are loud and have crazy sex every night, disturbing me and my family. I demand they are kicked out," she said.

"We're leaving tomorrow anyway," Harry rolled his eyes.

"Can't you do anything?" She asked the receptionist. "Last night, I believe they switched roles. He kept calling her mommy, which is very disturbing."

"She is very good at it. What can I say? I'm loud when I get fucked," Harry shrugged.

She scoffed. "That is uncalled for."

"You should see my cock. It's really nice. Really gets him going," you chimed in.

The woman was so freaked out that she walked away. You and Harry couldn't stop laughing. You did apologize to the woman at the desk, but she found it funny and gave you a food voucher.

You and Harry headed off to the Magic Kingdom again, doing last minute shopping and character meet and greets.

You were in line for Mickey and were practically bouncing in line. When it got to be your turn, you ran to hug him and Harry chuckled. He saw your pins and wanted to see your ring. Mickey joked to Harry that you were engaged to him and Harry chuckled. "Guess that means Minnie is available, huh?"

Mickey shook his head and his arms and let you back into Harry's arms. You were all decked out in Mickey gear, so no wonder he was playing it up. You took a few pictures with him and the smile didn't leave your face the rest of the day.

You found a store with a bunch of glassware in it and found two champagne flutes with Cinderella and Prince Charming on them. "We have to get these for the wedding!"

Harry agreed and you asked to have them shipped back home as you didn't want them broken.

You went on a few more rides and then used your food voucher for a nice meal in the park. You were sad to be going, but happy for the memories.

You went back to the hotel and actually went straight to bed, since your flight was early the next day.

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In the midst of getting ready to leave and packing, you almost didn't see your phone ringing on the bed. Harry handed it to you and you thanked him.

"Hello?" you answered it.

"Hi, is this (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?"

"Yes, it is. Who's calling?" you asked.

"Hi, this is Elaine from Target corporations. We are calling about the job you interviewed for," she said.

You took in a deep breath and sat on the bed. "Yes?"

"We would like to congratulate you and welcome you to the team because you got the job!"

"Oh my God! Really?! Thank you so much."

"Thank you (Y/N). Our HR department will contact you with all of the necessary next steps," she told you.

"Thank you so much. Oh my goodness. I will get that all back to you as soon as possible," you told her.

You hung up the phone and squealed, throwing it on the bed. "I got the job!"

Harry's eyes widened and he came over to hug you. "That's great, baby. Congrats! 'M so proud of yeh."

"Thank you! Now let's get packing, so I can go home and sign that paperwork."

You packed up, headed to your bus, got to the airport, checked your email and read everything over, got on to the plane, and then back home.

A nice vacation and a job offering. The universe was suddenly on your side again. 

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a/n: heheheheeh. I will wrap some things up in the next chapter and then there will be a time jump :). Hope you enjoyed. please be sure to reblog if you liked

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