#(and i love being called normal for being clearly insane ily guys)

[icharchivist]

also in my defense

i think i'm most normal for someone in my situation, why is he haunting me like this

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[traveller-lover-dreamer]

Just Friends

So, I made this to cheer up my friend @the-quackson-claxon and I hope you will all enjoy it (especially you Kyli, ily)

Pairing : Harry Holland X Reader

Words: 2308

Warnings: it’s a smut so sex (kinda kinky), alcohol and ya know it’s sex so don’t read it if you aren’t comfortable with it

You smiled to Harry as his gaze caught yours while he was taking a sip from his beer.

You had been friends with him for over a year now. You always wished you guys would be more than friends but no, Harry had clearly friendzoned you a while ago. You guys had been at a party and one of his friends, Harrison, had told Harry to kiss you but Harry had refused, saying you were like a sister to him. It had hurt at first but then you had seen it has a challenge. A challenge to show him you were clearly not his sister.

Tonight, you were wearing your favourite black dress that was showing a bit too much of your cleavage. But every time you saw Harry’s eyes looking at your exposed skin, you knew it was worth it.

You had also put your red lipstick, the one that made you feel like you could conquer the world.

Harry looked away as he said something to his twin brother, who was sitting with an arm around a lovely brown-haired girl. Sam’s eyes darted to you for a split second before going back to Harry. That’s how you knew they were talking about you.

The pub you were in right now was crowded and you were sitting with some friends. Harry was in a booth on the other side of the pub but his gaze always found yours. In the distance, you swore it was shining from lust but maybe it was just an impression.

As you finished your glass of vodka and cranberry juice, you felt as if tonight was the night. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe you had found the courage in the way Harry had been looking at you all night, but you were going to tell him about your feelings.

You got up from your seat, telling your friends you were going to see Harry, before walking towards him. The moment you started moving in his direction, he raised his head, looking at you with an intensity you had never seen before. His eyes dipped down your frame before going back to your face as you stopped next to him.

“Hey, darling”, he said.

You smiled a half-smile before answering:

“Hey, handsome, can I sit with you?”

He nodded his head slowly, careful not to look down your cleavage again.

You sat next to him, as close as possible. Your thighs were touching and you felt him tensing as you flicked your hair off your shoulder, revealing the skin of your neck. He was staring at you as you were looking at the table.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, visibly struggling to keep a normal voice.

If you had been in Harry’s head, you would have been surprised to see he was dying to touch you right now, to kiss your neck and feel your lips against his, especially as you were wearing that red lipstick that drove him insane… But he didn’t move an inch, knowing you were only friends.

“Came here with Emily and Lana”, you answered as you looked over at your friends.

Finally, Harry’s eyes left you and you finally were able to breathe correctly.

“Oh, right.” He chuckled. “You look good.”

Your heart skipped a bit. Had he really said that?

You turned your head to look at him and you swore his eyes darted to your lips before going to your eyes.

“Thanks”, you answered.

The tension between the two of you was palpable.

“How’s it going with Liam?” he suddenly asked.

Liam was a boy you had been on a date with once or twice, but he wasn’t Harry so you had stopped seeing him a couple of weeks ago.

“It’s over”, you told him. “He wasn’t really my type.”

Harry slowly nodded before saying:

“And what’s your type?”

You wanted to say it was him, but you remembered what he had said at the party and you felt the confidence you had gained with the alcohol fading away.

Your eyes caught his as he was looking up from your cleavage and suddenly, you were very aware that your thighs were touching and you felt overwhelmed with the proximity.

“I don’t know”, you whispered as you looked at his lips.

Dear God did he look good tonight.

“Do you wanna go somewhere else?” he said with a low voice.

Your breath got caught up in your throat and you couldn’t think straight for a moment. You nodded your head, smiling to him, knowing you wouldn’t be able to from any coherent words right now.

Harry said something to Sam before turning to you. You smiled what you hoped was a sexy smile as you got up. Harry followed you through the pub and out the doors.

“We can go to my place, if you want”, you suggested.

“Yes, that is a good idea.”

You walked to your apartment talking about the project he had been working on the last time you had seen him. Every step made you feel a bit dizzier. Was it the fact you were going home with Harry or because of the alcohol swimming through your veins, you weren’t quite sure. But the feeling was awesome.

Soon enough you arrived home. You unlocked the door and went in, Harry beside you.

It was dark inside and when you closed the door, you couldn’t see in front of you anymore.

“Let me just find the light switch”, you said softly.

But Harry had something else in mind. You felt a hand on your arm and you stopped moving, frozen in the moment. Harry’s hand went up your arm, caressing your skin, and his fingertips grazed the skin of your neck. His hand finally stopped as he held your chin with it and suddenly, his lips were on yours.

He tasted of beer, his lips softer than anything you had ever touched. You put your hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating fast. He deepened the kiss as his tongue brushed against your lips, asking for entrance. You opened your mouth to let it in and soon enough your tongues were dancing together.

You felt hot as his hands pushed you gently against the door. Before you knew it, he had grabbed you by the thighs and your legs were now circling his waist. Your hands found their way to his neck and you moaned as he bit your lips. His hips grinded into you as his lips left your mouth to explore the skin of your neck he had so desperately wanted to touch earlier.

“We should get to the bedroom”, you whispered.

Harry immediately turned around, carrying you to your bedroom. He had come to your apartment a couple of times before, so he knew his way around. He threw you on the bed before taking his shirt off. Thanks to the neon light in the street beside your window, you could admire the view.

He climbed in the bed next to you, his lips finding yours again. The kiss was rough and passionate and you felt heat building up at your core.

You rolled on top of him, never breaking the kiss. You bit his lower lip before grinding your hips. You could feel his erection through the fabric of his pants and you moaned again.

Harry’s hands found their way under your dress and soon he was trying to take it off. You sat up, helping him to get it over your head, before crashing your lips against his as he threw it somewhere in the room. He grabbed your butt in his hands, squeezing it.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for so long”, he whispered in between kisses as you tugged at his hair.

He pushed you off of him and started to undo his belt. You watched as he undid it.

“I hope you don’t mind being tied up”, he said with a low husky voice.

The tone in his voice sent shivers down your spine.

“I love it”, you answered as he indicated you to move you closer to your headboard.

He tied you up, before kissing you again, softer this time. One of his hands caressed your naked skin before going down your stomach and to your core. He moved your panties to the side to slide one finger over your folds before starting to play with your clit. You moaned into the kiss as he started to move his finger faster.

You moaned Harry’s name when he started kissing your neck. He stopped moving and looked at you.

“Next time you moan, call me daddy”, he ordered.

And on that note he slid two fingers in your already wet pussy and started fingering you. It wasn’t long before you moaned again, the word daddy feeling good in your mouth.

Harry moved fast and you already felt as if you were about to come.

“I’m gonna come”, you said as Harry left hickies all over your boobs.

You hadn’t been wearing any bra and when his tongue circled your nipple, you lost in. You moaned again, saying Harry’s name this time as juice dripped out of your pussy.

“I told you to call me daddy”, he said with an angry voice as he stopped fingering you to take off his pants.

He took off his boxers at the same time, tossing them at the end of your bed before positioning himself at your entrance. Without a warning he thrust inside of you and began going back and forth quickly. He seemed mad, as if he wanted to punish you from saying his name. But the feeling was awesome and you weren’t going to complain.

“Daddy, harder”, you pleaded as you felt another orgasm building up.

Harry did as you wished and you saw stars as another wave of pleasure hit you. You stayed in your high for almost a minute, reaching cloud nine as Harry pumped in and out of you.

Suddenly, Harry pulled out and you whined, wanting to feel him inside of you again.

“Lay on your belly”, he ordered.

You obeyed, struggling to turn around because of your tied-up hands. Once you were on your stomach though, Harry put his dick back inside of your cunt and started fucking you from behind. This position felt even better than before and you moaned louder than before. He grunted as he felt your walls clenching around him again, knowing he wouldn’t be able to last long if he continued like that.

He started going slower, trying to control himself, and he kissed the back of your neck. He wanted the moment to last forever, he didn’t want to come already. So he took his time to regain control over himself. When he did, he started going faster again and he pulled at your hair.

Your hands pulled at his belt as you moaned again. You felt dizzy from all the pleasure but it definitely was the best thing you had ever felt.

When Harry came close to his own orgasm again, he pulled out. This time, he didn’t say a word as he made you turn so you were laying on your back. He kissed you slowly, savouring the taste of your lips. He then started going down your frame, kissing all the way down to your core.

You had thought being fucked by him was good but it was nothing compared to his talent with his tongue. He ate you out as if his life depended on it, starting to finger you when you moaned his name. Maybe he had forgotten that you were supposed to call him daddy, or maybe he liked it when you said his name, and this time it didn’t make him stop. He only started going faster, his fingers playing with the bundle of nerves that was your g-spot, his tongue circling your clit in an everlasting dance. Soon enough you reached another high and when you came, he licked all your juice. His fingers left your pussy as he used his arms to hover over you, positioning himself at your entrance.

This time, he entered you slowly, and you felt his dick filling every single inch of you in a way nobody had ever done before. When he was all inside of you, he started going back out, slowly, and it felt amazing. But you wanted him to go faster, you wanted to feel him pumping in and out of you.

“Faster, Daddy”, you whispered as he cupped your cheek in a lovingly manner.

You turned your head and took his thumb in your mouth. You sucked on it and it sent shivers down his spine. He started going faster, his movements becoming sloppier as he got closer to his high. His hand left your cheek to circle your neck and he started to choke you softly as he finally reached his high. His grip on your neck got tighter as he came inside of you, his dick twitching in you.

He let himself fall on the bed, beside of you, as you both tried to catch your breath. You stayed there in silence for a moment, before he propped himself up on his elbows to look at you.  

“We should have done that ages ago”, he softly said.

You could only agree with him.

“I’ve been dying to do this ever since I met you”, you replied.

His eyes softened as he looked at your lips. He leaned in and kissed you softly before pulling away.

“I’m so in love with you, you have no idea”, he whispered as he looked away.

“Harry”, you whispered softly.

You reached for his cheek with one of your hands, turning his face so he looked back at you.

“I’m in love with you too.”