#I wanna make doughnuts so bad but I had ice cream today so i must resist the urge

[eclecticl33]

Forcing myself to eat food that's good for my body when I get the munchies

[atlafan]

Take it Slow - Part Eighty-Eight

a/n: okay this is my first shot at a harry:y/n fic, and it will be multiple parts. y/n had a bad experience with an ex over a year ago, and finally accepts her coworker and good friend Niall’s invitation to go on a blind date with his friend Harry.

Warnings: Fluff and Smut. (bum stuff right away)

Masterpost (all previous parts can be found in the masterpost)

While Harry was cleaning up in the shower, you got out the special box. You lay the towel out on the bed, a new one that you and Harry had picked out together. It seemed silly, but sometimes when he was extremely shy, he would pull it out and that’s how you knew he wanted you in that way.

“All clean.” He beams when he walks out of the bathroom.

“Baby, we’ll have to use the plug for a bit after I use my fingers. We haven’t done this in awhile, and I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“Alright, angel.”

Harry helps you out of the rest of your clothes, and you both kiss for a bit while laying down. He sucks on one of your nipples while he fingers you. Harry always liked taking care of you first before you took care of him in this way. He made sure to make you come twice before he let you get between his legs.

You got plenty of lube around his hole and on your fingers. You suckled his tip while you just lightly played with the area around his hole, just to get him relaxed. Then you slipped your fingers inside, curling them up the way he does to you. He gasps when you graze his prostate. You love the way his cock twitches from it.

“Fuck, baby.” His head rolls back as he moans. He whimpers when you retract your fingers.

“Just getting the plug ready, doll.” You smile.

You grab the plug and get it lubed up before slowly and carefully inserting it.

“Wanna sixty-nine while we wait?” He asks, blushing.

“Ooo, I like where your head’s at tonight.” You giggle.

You climb up his body and turn around. He grabs at your ass to pull you closer. You wrap your lips around his throbbing cock as he licks into you. You groan against him which causes his hips to buck up. You take him further down your throat. You were being sloppy with him. You had spit and precome dripping down your chin. He was being just as sloppy with you. You could hear him slurping on you, and it was driving you nuts. You swallow around him when you feel your legs start to shake. You release on his tongue.

“Pull off babe, I wanna wait to come.”

You get off of him and slowly take the plug out. You stand up and put the strap on. You turn around as you stroke the lube onto the dildo. You didn’t like when he’d watch you do this part, for whatever reason. You get back on the bed and spread his legs apart.

“Ready for me, honey?”

“Mhm.” He smiles and hooks his legs under his arms for you.

“God, you looks so beautiful Harry.”

He gasps as you start to push the tip of the dildo in. He clenches, only for a second, and then relaxes. You slowly push inside him and he sighs.

“How’s that feel?” You rest your hands on his knees.

“Good, you can move now.”

You nod and start to rock in and out of him. You close your eyes and try to concentrate for a moment. You try to remember where his special spot is. When you hear him let out a throaty moan your eyes snap open.

“Right there, babe, shit.” He groans. His body had a nice layer of sweat on it now.

“Yeah? I’m hitting good?”

“So good, sooo fucking good.”

You use one of your hands to pump his cock up and down as you continue to his rub up against his prostate. He starts panting, you knew he was close. His eyes glaze over, he was fully gone. You had him screaming and crying out when he came. You pointed his dick towards your stomach how he likes. You give him a second to catch his breath before you pull out of him. You get the strap off and climb onto his chest. You rest on him, planting kisses on his neck.

“You did so good, Harry. You’re always so good.”

He strokes the back of your head and plays with your hair.

“I never thought in my wildest dreams I’d ever like somethin’ like that, but Jesus, that feels good. And you looks so fuckin’ sexy doin’ it.”

“I do?”

“You have no idea.” He kisses the top of your head. “I love you.”

“I love you too, so much.” You give him a little squeeze and get up. “M’gonna start the bath.”

He watches you get up and strut into the bathroom. You call for him once it’s all set.

“I wanna sit behind you.” He says as he gets in.

“Okay baby.”

You get in and sit in front of him. He holds you close, and you lean your head against his shoulder. You look up at him and he kisses you. You can’t help but moan into the kiss when you feel his tongue swipe across your bottom lip. His hand slips between your legs and starts ribbing your clit in small circles.

“Aren’t you tired?” You say against his lips.

“Never too tired for this.”

His fingers slip inside you while his thumb stays on your clit. He hooks his other arm under one of your legs to get in deeper. You clutch the rim of the tub as you grit your teeth.

“Ngh, Harry.” You groan.

“Like when my fingers get nice and deep?” He says into your ear.

“Yes.”

He nibbles on your earlobe as he rubs up against that spongy spot. You grind your hips into his hand. Your head rolls back hard against him. You thought you were going to slip under the water. Your chest was heaving, what the fuck was he doing to you?

“Harry!” You cry out as you come undone.

“C’mere.”

You turn around and straddle him. You wrap your arms arouns his shoulders and hide your face in the crook of his neck. His hands go to your back and press you further against him. You sit there for awhile just holding each other. It was soft and tender, and what you both needed. You always give each other exactly what you needed.

//

Just because you had Monday off, didn’t mean that Harry had Monday off. This was a really big weekend for last minute senior photos.

“Wanna come to work with me today?” He asks as he rolls over, snuggling up to you.

“Hmmm.” You give him a playful smile.

“You kid bring Buster, hang out at the park.”

“That would be nice. I do have some school work to do though.”

“So bring your laptop, you can work up in my office.”

“Alright, you’ve sold me.”

You both get up and take a quick shower. You pack both your lunches, and get Buster leashed up. Harry drives you both to the studio.

“Y/N! What a nice surprise.” Isaac smiles, and hands Harry his coffee.

“Mind gettin’ her one?”

“Not at all!” Isaac stands up.

“Harry.” You scold him. “I can go get my own coffee.” You assure Isaac.

“I don’t mind, Y/N, it’s part of my job.” He smiles.

“But you don’t work for me.” You take Buster’s leash off. “Hang with Uncle Isaac while I go next door, baby.”

Buster goes to his little dog bed behind Isaac’s desk.

“Where’s Mariah?” You ask.

“She asked to come in at noon today.” Harry shrugs. “I’ll be up in the office before my first appointment.”

You nod and head out the door the the coffee shop. You get yourself an iced coffee, and a few doughnuts, and head back in.

“I’m so glad it’s air conditioned in here.” You say to Isaac. “Doughnut?”

“Sure!” He looks in the bag. “Ooo, Boston Cream, you know these are Seth’s favorite?” He takes one and bites into it.

“Mine too! Something he and I bonded over early on in our friendship. Once a week we’d go to Dunkin’, and get one. It was like our Friday tradition.”

“Aww, that’s so cute. We’ve begun a Friday tradition of our own.”

“And what might that be?”

“I go to his place and we cook dinner together.” He swoons. “Then we watch a movie together on his couch, and he keeps an arm around me the whole time. I’ve noticed he really likes touch.” You nod. “Suppose I didn’t need to tell you that.”

“Oh, Isaac, I love when you tell me these things. It just reaffirms that I did the right thing by setting the both of you up. I like knowing he’s treating you right. What’s your favorite thing to make with him so far?”

“We made chicken parm once, oh my god, you should’ve seen him pound on that chicken with the mallet.”

You burst out laughing, and so does he. You stifle when a teenage boy his mother walk in. You step aside so they can check in with Isaac.

“Hi, you must be Benjamin.”

“Yeah.” He says shyly.

“Let me tell Harry you’re here.” Isaac presses a button on his desk phone. “Harry? Benjamin’s here.” He hangs up. “He’ll be down in a moment, please have a seat. May I get either of you anything?”

“Oh no, we’re all set.” The mother smiles and the two sit down.

“Think I’m gonna head up to his office now. Buster, come on baby.” He yips and heads up the stairs with you.

When you walk into Harry’s office he was just locking the top drawer in his desk. He shoves the keys in his pocket. You kiss each other and out he goes. You set your laptop up on his desk and get to work on your school assignments. Buster sits on the little love-seat Harry has in his office. You loved the way he’s slowly decorated it. There were a few pictures of you on his desk. That stupid one you hate of you wearing pj’s on Christmas morning, a picture of the two of you from his birthday, and the picture of the three of you (you, him, and Buster) from Castle Island. He also had a separate picture of Buster from when he was a puppy.

“Alright, Benjamin, we’re gonna head across the street.”

“Okay.” His mother stands up with him.

“Comin; with, mum?”

“Well sure, I have to make sure he-“

“You know, in my experience,” He pulls her aside, turning on the charm. “It’s a lot more fun for the kids when the parent doesn’t hang around. This is a special day for them, you know?”

“It’s just-“

“I promise, he’ll smile and the pictures will be beautiful. He seems a little tense though, so I’d like to try it with just me and him, yeah?” She blinks at him. “You can hang here with my pal Isaac.” He smiles and she nods.

He nods over to Benjamin and they both outside.

“You can, uh, call me Ben.”

“Alright, Ben it is.”

Harry looks around to see where he wants to start first.

“Sit down there, against that tree. The shade’s perfect.”

Ben does as he says.

“Does your mum do that a lot?” Ben sighs and nods. “A lot of you have overprotective parents, so I’ve noticed.” He chuckles.

“I know she means well, but she’s so far up my ass sometimes…I can’t wait to go away to college next year.”

“Where do yeh wanna go?”

“Not sure yet…I just wanna go away somewhere that she has to call first and can’t just drop in.”

Harry laughs and nods. This loosens Ben up a bit and Harry’s able to get some beautiful shots of him. You come downstairs to use the bathroom, and the mother looks at you funny. You shrug it off as you head to the toilet.

“Who is that woman? Does she work here too?”

“Her?” Isaac giggles. “No, no. She just has the day off from work. She’s Harry’s girlfriend. She’s doing some of her grad work up in his office.”

“Oh, I see.”

“She’s really something. Harry’s head over heels for her. I’ve known him a few years, never seen him so in love.”

They both look at you as you go back up the stairs. Ben and Harry come back into the studio after an hour or so outside.

“This one’s all set, he did great. Now, just make sure to give your information to Isaac. Once I send you the edited photos, all you have to do is email us which one you want in your yearbook and we’ll send it to your school.”

“Do we get to see-“

“Showed him a couple, don’t worry. Nice meetin’ yeh Ben.” He smiles. “I’m startin’ to book out in June for graduation photos, so if you like what you see afterwards, feel free to come see me again.”

Harry heads up to his office to load the photos onto his computer before his next client shows up.

“Hi baby.” He says.

“Oh hi!” You turn to look at him. “Here, I’ll go sit over there.” You get up and sit with Buster.

“Thanks.” He takes the SD card out of his camera, and slides it into his computer.

You watch as he creates a new folder for Ben and loads all the pictures in. He swivels around in the chair to look at you.

“What?”

“Kinda like the way yeh look hangin’ out here.”

“Well don’t get to used to it. S’just for today.”

“I know…is it weird that sometimes I wished we worked together?”

“Not really, although I think we’d get on each other’s nerves.” You laugh.

“What makes yeh say that?”

“Well…now we have have our separate spaces, and we’re able to miss each other all day, and then we get home and we’re able to talk about our days. If we worked together, there wouldn’t be much to talk about, would there?”

“Not true, you work with Niall and you’re able to talk to him.”

“Yeah, but I don’t live with him. When we hang out outside of work we’re catching up.”

“Guess that makes sense.”

“I can’t quit my job, Harry.”

“Woah, that’s not what I was gettin’ at.” He puts his hands up in defense. “I’d never ask you to do that. I know how much you love it.”

“I mean, I love doing all the freelance stuff for you. I really enjoy keeping your website and social media updated.”

“Speakin’ of that.”

He unlocks the top drawer in desk very carefully, and snatches an envelope form it. He locks it up quickly.

“Here.”

“What’s this?” You gasp when you open it and see cash. “Harry, what the hell is this?”

“We’ve started makin’ money off the ads you suggested we do on Facebook. I’ve wanted to pay yeh for the work you’ve been doin’ for awhile, but I needed to wait to make sure everything else was all set. You deserve to be paid for your work. Gotta pay yeh under the table of course.”

“I know you don’t expect me to keep this.” You try to hand it back to him, but he doesn’t take it. “Harry, come on, this is stupid.”

“You’ve been workin’ for me, Y/N. You’ve earned that.”

“No.” You shake your head. “I do all these things because I love you and want to help you how I can. I don’t want this money. I’d rather you put it towards something else.”

“Like what?”

“Well…we could put it towards our shared bank account and let it just pay our rent? Or save it for a rainy day. Oh! We could use it towards a vacation at some point.”

Or towards the wedding. He thinks to himself.

“Alright, towards a vacation sounds good. I’ll just keep it all in an envelope, like a nest egg.”

“Okay.”

He takes it and puts it in the safe under his desk.

“I do appreciate you wanting to pay me though, that means a lot.”

//

Mariah comes in at noon, and works with a client right away. You and Harry head across the street with Buster to eat your lunches.

“It’s so nice out today.” You toss Buster a carrot. “Not humid for once.”

“Mm, I know. I felt bad for some of the kids this summer. Can only edit out so much sweat from the pictures.”

You laugh and nearly choke on your food.

“I did mine right before school started, weather was similar to this.”

“Your pictures were beautiful.”

“Did I show them to you?”

“No…I, uh, creeped on your Facebook one time cause I was curious.” He blushes.

“That’s cute.” You giggle. “My Sean had done them for me. He had graduated a year earlier, but he had his own photography business. I had known him since middle school, it was fun to work with him.”

“Your hair was so cute, with your little bangs.”

“I’d cut my hair like that again in an instant, but it’s so hard to keep up with. And my forehead broke out really bad all the time. It just wasn’t worth it after awhile.”

“We didn’t get to do stuff like that at my school. We had to get our pictures taken by the school photographer, and we had to be in uniform.”

“I’m sorry, did you say uniform?”

“Yeah, a lot of the schools require uniforms over there.”

“Please tell me you have a picture.”

He chuckles and scrolls through his phone to see if he has one. He scrolls really far back on his Facebook.

“Ah! Here’s one.”

“Look at you! You’re a fetus!”

“Quit it.”

“And your hair is so curly! And the glasses! Jesus, you were cute.”

“Oi, I’m still cute.” He snatches his phone back from you.

“Yes, very cute.” You kiss his cheek. “But that’s like an innocent sort of cute, you know? Like, adorable.”

“I bet the boys were knockin’ down your door after you posted those pictures.”

“Yeah right.” You scoff. “I wasn’t exactly the cool girl, Harry. I wasn’t all that popular, and I had a small group of friends. I actually bounced around from group to group since I did theater and played sports.”

“M’little actress.” He kisses your nose. “I remember you mentioning you didn’t date much in high school.”

“I really didn’t. I had my first kiss at fourteen and didn’t kiss anyone again until I was seventeen. I had guy friends, and boys that I liked, but they just never liked me back…”

“Idiots.”

“Oh stop.” You nudge him. “I was very shy back then. I didn’t become outgoing until college, where I felt like I could just be myself, you know?” He nods. “Plus, the girls just became my people and my life just got more fun.”

“Yeah, I feel like I really could find myself in uni. Way less judgement. And since I didn’t have to wear a uniform anymore, I could really experiment with my look.”

“You have an array of clothes, I love it.”

“And that’s one of the things I love about you. You just let me be myself. You never look at me funny.”

“Why would I? Wear whatever makes you comfortable.”

He hooks an arm over your shoulders and pulls you into him. He kisses the top of your head and you both watch Buster run around and play.

//

It was the perfect day off. You loved seeing Harry in action. He was so wonderful with his clients. His last client of the day was a newborn shoot. It was Harry’s old friend that you had run into at the market months ago. You think you remember her name being Lydia. They had wrapped up and Harry was holding the baby while catching up with his friend. You were talking with Isaac as he finished up his work for the day. You couldn’t help but be amazed at how naturally Harry could hold the baby. You had seen it several times before, but something about this was different.

He hands the baby back to his mother, and out she goes. Harry goes up to his office to grab his things, and he comes back down. He locks the door and out to his car you go.

“Didja have a nice day?” He asks.

“It was great! Buster sure likes that park.”

“It’ll be tough once the winter comes, he’ll miss it I bet.”

“God, I’m not looking forward to waking up on those cold mornings to bring him out.”

“So I’ll do it.” He shrugs.

“Don’t be silly.” You rest your hand on his thigh. “I enjoy my time with him in the morning.”

“You know while he was sick he whined all day while you were sleepin’. Thought he’d like spendin’ some extra time with me.”

“Gee, I wonder where he gets missing me so much from.” You laugh.

“I do not whine or whimper when I miss you.” A smile grows on his lips. “I just get grumpy and take it out on my coworkers.” You burst out laughing.

“It’s a wonder they don’t hate me then.”

Harry laughs and continues the drive home. You both make vegan BLT’s for dinner and settle in on the balcony. Buster was a good boy and ate his dinner, so you gave him a little treat.

“Baby?”

“Hm?”

“Could we watch Glee tonight?”

“Of course!”

It was the middle of the second season. It was the…Justin Bieber episode.

“God.” Harry groans. “Please tell me you weren’t a fan of that idiot.”

“Not at all.” You snort. “He’s a fucking douchebag, I didn’t fall under the spell. A couple of my friends did though, it was super annoying.”

“Were you obsessed with any celebrities back then?”

“Oh, yeah! Zac Efron was the first boy I ever loved.” You both giggle.

“He certainly was the one to make that hair styles cool.”

“Exactly! You know, some weeks they really missed the mark with the songs, and other weeks it was like holy shit that was breath taking.”

“Mm, yeah, I agree. You know I’ve started to make a playlist of my favorites.”

“Really?! I wonder how it compares to mine.”

“Let’s see.”

You both take your phones out and go to your Spotify playlists. There was quite a bit of overlap, but a few songs that you didn’t agree on.

“How do you not like Like a Prayer?!”

“S’not that I don’t like it, I just don’t need it on my playlist.”

“But it’s one of their best songs!”

“I’m savin’ room for the other seasons! I haven’t even heard half the songs you have on yours yet.”

“Okay fine, you got me there. At least we can agree on Total Eclipse of the Heart.”

“The first time I listened to that with headphones in? Chills.”

“I’m really glad you’ve gotten so into it. Is there a show you like that we haven’t watched yet?”

“I really like the older seasons of Top Gear…I think those guys are funny.”

“Maybe I could watch it with you sometime.”

“Sure.” He puts his arm around you and you snuggle in closer as the episode goes on.

//

It was 3AM and Harry hadn’t been able to fall asleep yet. The day was getting closer and closer and he was getting more nervous and anxious. He was excited of course, he knew you were going to say yes, how could you not? But he was scared something might go wrong, or that something could get ruined. He was putting so much work in to surprise you, while also having to play it cool around you.

He turns over on his side and looks at you. You were on your side facing him, lips parted, soft snores coming from you. He never really got to see you when you were in a deep sleep. As always, he thought you were the cutest thing in the world. He watches as your eyebrows furrow and your hand reaches out for him. You sigh once it rests on his hip. He inches closer to you and gets his leg between yours.

“Mm, Harry?” You say without opening your eyes.

“Go back to sleep, angel.” He says softly as he strokes your cheek.

“You can’t sleep?”

“Havin’ a little trouble tonight, I’m afraid.”

“Mm, my poor baby.”

You roll onto your back and pull him onto you. Your eyes were still closed, but you start stroking his head and scratching his scalp. He nestles into your chest. He could feel his eyes starting to droop, but you hadn’t work a shirt to bed, and being in between your breasts like this was making another part of his body perk up. You could feel it against your hip.

“Harry.” You sigh.

“M’not doin’ it on purpose.” He groans. “Sorry.”

“Well, it’s clearly not going away…you can just stick it in if you want.”

“What?”

“We’ve done that before.”

“Not when we’re tryin’ t’sleep though.”

“Baby, I’m so tired, go ahead, if it’ll help you sleep.”

“The second I stick it in, I’m gonna need to fuck you.” Your eyes snap open and you look down at him.

“Okay, so then fuck me.”

“I feel really bad, you’re gonna be tired for work, and-“

“The sooner you fuck me the sooner we can both cuddle and go to sleep.”

Harry dips lower under the blankets and gets his head between your legs. You weren’t expecting him to go down on you, but you weren’t complaining. His tongue felt really good on you right now. He had your toes curling right away. You and Harry had been together for almost a year and something you noticed in all that time is that he always sticks his tongue up inside you first. He loved to suck and nibble on your clit, but he loved to get his tongue up inside you. Again, you weren’t complaining.

Your head thrashes against your pillow and your hands run through his hair.

“Need to see you!” You gasp as he sucks on you.

He rips the blankets away and looks up at you. You mouth falls open as you look down at him. Your eyes screw shut when he makes you come.

“Jesus.” You breathe.

He kisses up your body and slides inside you. You moan as he starts to rock in and out of you. You pucker your lips so he’ll kiss you. Your tongue slides into his mouth and he groans into you. He reaches for both your hands rests them on the pillow. You squeeze his as he thrusts in and out. God, you loved when he made love to you like this.

“Harry.” You moan as he starts to hit your g-spot.

“I love you, Y/N, fuck, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby.” You squeeze his hands again. “Please, fill me up.”

“Yeah? You want my come?”

“Need it.”

That was enough for him. Just as you feel your release coming, his hot come shoots inside you. He collapses on top of you and kisses your neck. He lets you get up to use the bathroom, and then you snuggle into his chest. You had successfully worn him out, and you were both back to sleep in no time.