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harry-styles-obsessed · 1 year ago

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Silent treatment

You all seem to love the smut sooo I decided why not get ✨extra✨ smutty and give you something else(; MINORS DNI

Synopsis: Harry’s a billionaire. He’s been working 24/7 not giving you any attention like you often experience with him… one day he comes home and expects you to be all lovey dovey only to learn that you’re ignoring him… one way or another he’ll have to get your attention and earn it.

Trigger warnings: dominant harry, slight aggression, oral fem receiving, fingering, spanking, p in v, C word, edging, denial, orgasm control, degrading, kinda mean! Harry just general smutty things

©️Please do not copy or translate my work

“I’m home” his voice was loud and clear as it echoed around the silent home, usually there would be music playing or the tv on but there was nothing… only silence… “baby?” He questioned looking around “sweetheart where are you?” He checked the living room, kitchen, bathroom before headed upstairs checking all of upstairs before finding you in your and his shared bedroom “there you are my love,” he spoke with a smile gazing at you. You laid on the bed wearing a silk robe that barely covered your nude body— he stared at you, watching you read the story, him watching as your fingertips began turning the pages little by little and soon he was noticing that you were blatantly ignoring him. His brows furrowed slightly “earth to y/n?” He wore a black button up shirt that was unbuttoned at the top and black trousers to match it, his hands soon resting on his hips “alright what’s going on?” He questioned watching as your eyes eventually moved to look at him, only earning an eye roll from you before you looked back at your book.

He slowly walked closer to you before stopping just beside the bed staring down at you “you know I can get you to talk… and when I make you talk… force you to talk to me I won’t stop.” His words were menacing, underlined with a certain dangerous tone but you still continued to ignore him. He was never aggressive with you, even in bed he was rarely aggressive or even vicious but that all changed rather suddenly. He perched on the edge of the bed as he stared at you, before slowly tracing his fingertip from your exposed thigh and up to the inner seam of the nightgown that barely covered you, before with his free hand he snatched the book from you making your lips part your brows furrowing as you grew slightly annoyed before trying to snatch the book back with a few huffs and grunts only for him to toss the book onto the floor, his hand then effortlessly grabbing onto both your wrists and pinning your wrists down above your head a small gasp coming from your mouth and he stared down at you with a small smirk

“Now will you tell me what’s earned me the treatment of being ignored?” He questioned raising his brows watching as you just stared at him silently yet some excitement lingered in your eyes showing you liked where this was going, but at the same time you had no clue what he was going to do to you. You felt his free hand trace shapes into your inner thigh a shaky breath coming from you as he kept his eyes on you, before his finger trailed to your aching heat that was gradually growing wetter and wetter just from the thoughts spiralling round your head. He slowly dipped his fingertip in between your pussy lips using his index finger and thumb to slowly part them as he gazed down at you watching as you wriggled slightly a small whine coming from your lips “oh… that’s what makes you weak?” He mused with a evident smirk before he hummed still keeping a hold of your wrists not allowing you to move as he soon thrusted his long slender finger into your tight cunt, the gruelling and punishing pace of his finger thrusting in and out of you constantly at such a perfect angle making his finger touch against your G-spot over and over again, watching your reactions— all of them— the way you threw your head back and panted struggling to stay quiet as moans and whines came from you.

Soon he slipped in a second finger as he curled both fingers deep within your tight heat, your hips jolting weakly as eventually you couldn’t help but cry out his name his thumb drawing slow circles against your clit forcing your hips to buck over and over, the pleasure forcing the sounds and cries from you as you moaned his name. “There we go… not so quiet after all hm? Told you, you couldn’t stay quiet. I know how to make you tick.” His lips curled upwards in a small grin as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. The pace of his fingers and the delicate curl of his fingers that drove you utterly insane had your walls clenching down around his fingers over and over again, and upon hearing your moans and whines grow louder and the way your walls massaged his fingers and twitched against them he didn’t stop- no- he continued going

“You want to cum, hm?” He cooed to you watching as you nodded “oh yeah? Yeah I’m sure you do darling… do you think you deserve to cum?” He continued thrusting his fingers in and out of you keeping up the quick pace watching as you nodded pathetically before he without much warning pulled his fingers from your drenched hole. “Well, I beg to differ sweetheart. Only good girls get to cum.” He spoke simply as you whined and whimpered, your thighs trembling ever so slightly.

“If you talk to me I’ll let you cum.” He spoke teasingly and you whimpered “why, were you giving me the silent treatment, hm?” He asked softly but he had a pretty good idea. “Is it because you’re a fucking slut in need of a good fucking?” His words made you whimper and you nodded your head over and over again “oh is that so you naughty girl” he chuckled softly “please- please need to cum.. need to feel good… please Harry… please..” he tutted slightly as he stared at you before he slowly let go of your hands but your wrists remained weakly laid against the pillow, before he slowly leaned in closer to you “no.” He spoke softly as he shook his head, denying you of it before he stood up from the bed analysing you- studying all of you before he smirked slightly

“Roll over. Onto your tummy.” He demanded, watching as you just remained still and he stared at you unimpressed “three, two–“ and finally you obeyed rolling onto your tummy. He then knelt down onto the bed his large hands slowly stroking over your ass cheeks slowly and gently “you want my attention…. Is that your issue? Needy for my attention and love?” He spoke watching you nod and he hummed “use your words.” He demanded. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” You cried out and he smiled “right…” he trailed off hands continuing to stroke against your ass cheeks gently, the silence deafening as he remained silent for a few moments before finally bringing his hand down against your ass cheek smacking your ass hard, the harshness of it leaving a very visible red handprint as you whimpered Harry doing the exact same thing again in the same exact place making you moan “oh my pretty girl likes being spanked does she? Oh of course you do. Such a dirty pathetic slut.”

You moaned heavily as he continued to slap your ass multiple times, before he aimed his hits from where your asscheek met your thigh- slapping against the little crease watching as you jumped, only for a moan and cry to leave your lips, Harry chuckling softly “oh such a good girl hm?” His light spanks continued raining down against your skin until your ass was almost bright red. He smoothed his hands against the marks against your ass and smiled listening to you whimper as he soothed the stinging skin, but that didn’t last long as without much warning he pulled you so your hips were dangling off of the edge of the bed, and he easily flipped you around so you were now looking at him “harry please I need to cum. Please.. I can’t take it anymore..” you moaned out desperately.

“Y/n… I want you to beg me… beg me and maybe I’ll let you cum this time.” He spoke and you nodded fervently “don’t stop begging.” He spoke simply before his lips and tongue attached to your clit, beginning to suck the bud in between his lips suckling against it as he flicked his tongue against the bundle of nerves watching as your hips twitched desperately a cry leaving your lips as you panted “please! Please! I want to cum! Please! I’ll be a good girl for you! Please!” You began begging over and over again, mindlessly, not thinking straight as the pleasure overwhelmed your head your breathing heavy as you squeezed your eyes shut your walls clenching around nothing as he continued to lather his tongue all over your hungry pussy. As his tongue continued teasing against your clit, he lifted his head stopping the pleasure making you cry out “shhh…. Y/n reach down. Fuck yourself with your fingers.” Harry demanded and as if a puppeteer was controlling your hand you dipped your hand down to your aching pussy. He watched as your fingers began thrusting deep within your cunt over and over again your hips jerking as your moans grew louder, he just watched as you toyed with yourself, his hand drawing circles into your clit as you continued moaning desperately. You were a mess for him and Harry loved it… he loved how messy you were for him and as your moans grew louder and he watched your pussy clenched around your fingers he quickly grabbed your wrist forcing it to halt, stopping your movement

“How badly do you need to cum?” He spoke teasingly, and you whimpered “so bad please… please… I’ll let you do anything… please!” Harry’s cock twitched in his pants and he clenched his jaw slightly before humming “good response.” He then pulled your hand from your pussy and instead replaced it with his own, his long fingers pumping in and out of you at a merciless pace as his tongue and lips began toying with your clit as screams of euphoria began leaving your lips, your sensitive clit even more sensitive from him toying with it his movement remaining fast as your body reacted to each feeling “c’mon.. c’mon… cum on my fingers… c’mon… cum right fucking now” he demanded watching you come undone right beneath him, your jaw slackening as you tilted your head back your breathing heavy as a sharp moan left your lips your hips bucking into his mouth as he fucked you through your orgasm a slight bead of sweat on your forehead as you panted your eyes rolled back into the back of your head your breathing fast as you tried to calm yourself down.

Harry’s fingers eventually halted but he didn’t pull them out only curling them slowly into you over and over again constantly playing with you “you want my cock?” He asked you knowing how fuzzy your hearing was, but still you nodded desperately and he chuckled “oh my pathetic sweet darling…” he hummed out “so needy for my cock. Want me to fucking overstimulate you hm? Until you’re screaming… until you’re messy? Yeah? Oh I’ll do that just for you.” He hummed out the lewd words only turning you on further, hearing the sound of material hitting the floor before feeling his hard cock press just between your thighs, the tip of his cock teasing against your pussy lips before he began edging himself in, letting out a low groan as he began slowly fucking into you, little by little until his hips were pressed against yours, rocking lightly against you as you moaned in pleasure his moans and groans soft as he lowered his head down taking your nipple between his lips as he swirled his tongue around it, nipping at it gently as your hips bucked into his. He was ravenous for you.

Soon he had kissed you deeply just as he picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of you at a merciless pace your lips parted against his as you groaned into his mouth, crying out in pleasure, Harry taking that as his chance as he slipped his tongue into your mouth— the both of you making out as he fucked you long and hard. Eventually he pulled back from the kiss, leaving a gentle but long line of saliva trailing from both your lips before it snapped and faded away as he leaned his head back, his thrusts grew harder and faster the sound of skin hitting against skin and lewd sounds echoing around the room being the only thing heard before eventually his hips jolted as you both orgasmed, his thrusts being slightly sloppy as he moaned before he kissed you again deeply keeping his lips pressed against yours as he breathed heavily, before finally pulling back “fuck… such a good girl… fucking hell… knows how to make me feel good hm…” he began trailing kisses against your neck, remaining inside of you as he just laid against your naked body, both of you nude and sweaty as he gripped onto you, his kissing soothing and loving his breathing slowly calming down before he let out a soft hum “I love you so much… but don’t ever ignore me again…” he chuckled out softly “or do… I quite liked this.” He spoke with a small smirk and you smiled lazily, leaning up to kiss his lips “I love you too…”

You both stayed in that position for a while, Harry allowing your tight pussy to massage his cock in the best ways. He could’ve stayed with you like this forever… in fact he intended to. When he fucked you like this he knew you weren’t just made for him but your body was made for him too.. maybe he was far too possessive but you were all his and he wouldn’t ever get bored of fucking you ruthlessly over and over.

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crimsonreveriie · 14 days ago

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Chapter 3

Bear with me because this chapter is a 1000 more words than the first two 🫣

It was a good challenge trying to write so much, but I hope you all enjoy some more of Chris and Leo <3

(I still have some more ideas brewing for this storyline as well... xoxo)

I don’t usually check my phone first thing in the morning, but I couldn’t help myself. There was a text from Leo:

"Hope you’re not too sore today, toy. We’ve been talking… and since this is our last night, we’d hate to let an invitation like yours go to waste."

Heat flushed my cheeks, and I instinctively shied away from my phone, as if he were right there, staring me down. I quickly typed back:

'Sore, but not nearly enough to take that off the table."

I didn’t hear from him for the rest of the day. I went about my morning classes, then stopped at a small café to get some homework done. But as I sat there, my mind wandered. The dull ache deep inside me made me press my thighs together.

I need to focus, I have a test in a few days.

Concentric vs. eccentric muscle contraction.

Cock.

One accelerates and shortens.

Need cock.

The other decelerates and lengthens.

I need to cum.

When standing and lengthening the leg at a 90-degree angle…

I need his hands on me.

Is it concentric contraction at the hip flexors?

I wasn’t retaining a single word. Frustrated, I snapped my book shut and rushed home for a cold shower, hoping to clear my head. Maybe cleaning up around the house would help.

I ended up deep-cleaning my entire house, lost in the motions, oblivious to everything, even the time. It wasn’t until I checked my phone that I realized it was already past six. I should probably shower and make dinner.

I turned the water on, letting it warm up as I grabbed a towel and stripped bare. The moment the steam curled around me, heat pooled in my stomach. My fingers trailed lower, teasing, but it wasn’t enough. I needed them. Both of them. Without them, or at least my vibrator, it was pointless. With a frustrated sigh, I gave up and rinsed off.

I flipped the shower curtain open, but before I could scream, a hand covered my mouth.

Both Leo and Chris stood there, towering over my small wet, naked body.

I tried to fight Leo’s grasp on my mouth, but before I could even process it, Chris’s hands were on me, holding my arms in a firm grip. My pulse pounded as he turned me around, pressing me to my knees in front of him.

I looked up, Chris’s gaze burned through his mask, his presence electric. I barely had time to react before Leo crouched behind me, his free hand snaking around my waist then sliding the other from my mouth to my throat.

"Your moans drove us wild," Leo murmured, his lips ghosting my ear. "We almost ripped the curtain down, but we know how easy you spook."

Chris’s fingers worked his belt open, pulling the leather free with an agonizing slowness. When he finally unzipped, my breath caught, his thick length stood right in front of me, erasing all other thoughts.

Then, a soft buzz filled the air.

Leo shifted behind me, dragging the vibrator between my legs, pressing it against my aching clit. The sensation shot through me like lightning. My head fell back against his shoulder as a desperate moan ripped from my throat, my entire body trembling from the pleasure I’d been craving for days.

"I know how much you’ve missed this little slut," Leo mused.

I was already so close to exploding, but as I stared up at Leo, a new desire took hold… I wanted to taste him. I realized then that I’d never had them like that before, and the thought sent a thrill through me. But I wanted to play first.

I knew I wouldn’t win, but that didn’t stop me from trying. I pushed against Leo’s grip, twisting and struggling to break free. His arms were strong, but I managed to shove him off just enough to slip away. I barely made it a few steps before I lost my balance, hitting the floor hard. Still, I scrambled to my feet, desperate to escape.

My freedom was short-lived. A sharp tug at my hair yanked me backward, a firm hand curling into the strands, forcing my head up. My breath hitched as I found myself caught between them again, Chris behind me, his grip unrelenting, and Leo right in front of me, watching with a knowing smirk.

Leo’s smirk was pure amusement as he tipped my chin up with a firm grip, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Feisty tonight, aren’t you?" His voice was a deep purr, sending a shiver down my spine.

Chris’s fingers in my hair tightened, keeping me locked between them. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck, his chest rising and falling steadily, like he had all the time in the world.

"You can run," Chris murmured, voice low and edged with hunger. "But you can’t hide from us, sweetheart."

Leo’s thumb brushed over my parted lips, dragging down my chin before pressing against the soft curve of my bottom lip. "She wants to play," he mused, glancing over my shoulder at Chris. "Should we let her?"

Chris let out a quiet chuckle. "I think she’s forgotten how this works."

My breath hitched as Leo’s grip shifted, his fingers ghosting down my throat. The ache between my legs was unbearable now, the anticipation coiling tighter and tighter with every second.

"Since you’re feeling brave tonight," Leo continued, his hand trailing lower, teasing my breasts, "why don’t you show us how badly you want us?"

Chris’s grip on my hair loosened just enough for me to move, but I didn’t run this time. My pride burned at the challenge in Leo’s eyes, daring me to make the next move.

So I did.

Slowly, I sank back to my knees, looking up at them with deliberate, heavy-lidded eyes. My fingers traced over Leo’s waistband before tugging at his belt, watching as his smirk deepened.

"That’s more like it," he murmured, his voice thick with approval.

Behind me, Chris let out a quiet, pleased hum. "Good girl."

I took Leo’s cock into my mouth, working him slowly, my head bobbing up and down his length.

This time, Chris knelt behind me, pressing the vibrator against my clit. A muffled moan vibrated through my throat, and Leo tightened his grip on the back of my head, holding me in place.

They wanted me to focus on them while I came? I didn’t think I’d survive this.

I kept working Leo, my release building fast, the pleasure overwhelming. Just as I was teetering on the edge, Leo grabbed both sides of my head, stilling me. My gaze flicked up to meet him, his cock still heavy on my tongue.

Then it hit me. The orgasm I’d been chasing for days crashed over me like a tidal wave. My body tensed, a desperate squeal escaping as the pleasure turned into something almost unbearable. But the moment it became too much, I tried to pull away.

They didn’t let me. Their hands held me firm, keeping me right where they wanted until the aftershocks finally faded, leaving me shaking between them.

Leo took hold of my head, guiding me as he slowly thrust in and out of my mouth. He set the pace, controlling me, but then let me take over. I worked him eagerly, taking him almost to the base, gagging and drooling as he filled my throat.

Meanwhile, Chris still had the vibrator pressed against my clit, sending sharp waves of pleasure through me. His hands roamed over my body, groping my ass, feeling how drenched I was. A sharp smack landed on my cheek, making me jolt, the sting only adding to the overwhelming sensations.

His fingers, slick with my arousal, trailed lower, teasing before pressing against my ass. He played for a moment, circling, before slipping a finger inside, stretching me slowly.

I hadn’t stopped moaning since my first release, but when he pushed deeper, I cried out, my body trembling. He moved his finger in and out with deliberate slowness, working me open, while the relentless vibrations against my clit sent me spiraling toward another orgasm.

This one hit even faster than the last, crashing over me in hot, pulsing waves. My mind blanked, drowning in pleasure, my body nothing but sensation. I barely registered Leo’s grip tightening, his cock pulsing against my tongue, until I felt the hot stickiness spill down my throat.

I swallowed every drop without thinking, too lost in my own high. At this point, I really was their little cumdump… used, wrecked, and completely at their mercy.

In my haze of bliss, I barely registered the moment Leo pulled out of my mouth, his hand tightening around my throat.

"You can’t leave Chris out," he murmured, his voice teasing. "Show him what a good girl you were for me."

Before I could fully process the shift, Chris was in front of me. Leo, still in control, trailed the vibrator over my skin, toying with me, pushing me closer to the edge. A sharp jolt of pleasure tore through me, another release crashing over me before I could catch my breath.

This orgasm merged with the last, overwhelming me in a relentless wave. My body trembled, my head dropping as the pleasure wrung me dry. I barely had the strength to shift away from the vibrator, a weak attempt at escape.

"We know how badly you’ve wanted this… and now you finally have it," Leo mocked, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

But he wouldn’t let me go. Neither of them would. They held me firmly in place, refusing to grant me relief as my body spiraled into overstimulation.

Chris tightened his grip in my hair, tilting my head up until my gaze met his. My eyes were heavy-lidded, hazy with exhaustion and pleasure, while the remnants of my time with Leo had shown on my lips and trailing down my throat.

Leo’s hands found my ass again, teasing, pressing, pushing me further. Another wave of release crashed over me, then another, my body trembling under their relentless touch. They held me there, unwavering, driving me deeper into the pleasure until I was completely undone.

Chris looked down at me, smirking. "Come on now, you were such a good girl for Leo. What happened?"

Leo chuckled, running a hand over my trembling body. "Maybe she just needs a little motivation."

Chris tilted his head. "You’re right. She’s so drunk off cumming, I think she forgot all about us."

He lifted my chin and gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth open. "Here, let me remind you," he said with malice before pushing his cock into my mouth.

"Hmmhg, gha, ple..." I tried to speak, but he was already sliding deeper down my throat.

"What was that, little slut? 'God, please?'" Chris mocked with an amused smirk.

"We are the only gods you worship now, dear," Leo whispered into my ear.

A shiver ran down my spine. I gagged around Chris' length, my eyes brimming with tears just as another orgasm crashed over me. He didn’t relent, even when I couldn’t focus on him. Chris began thrusting faster and faster, and I couldn’t keep up. My body convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure tore through me.

Chris pulled out of my mouth and gripped my hair again, angling my head to look up at him. He was pumping himself and I could tell he wanted to cum all over me. The only thought in my head was them. I instinctively opened my mouth with my tongue out.

With satisfaction, Leo said, "There it is, good girl, you are our cum dump now."

Those words pushed me over the edge again. I grabbed above Chris's knees to steady myself while I rode out another orgasm. I was moaning and shaking when I felt his hot cum coat my face. It landed on my tongue and my breasts. I swallowed again, wanting to be a good girl for them.

"That's it, just like that… You're ours now, aren't you?" Leo mused.

Chris responded, "So perfect and obedient for us."

Leo stood, and now both of them were towering over my small, weak body. I was defenseless. Evidence of my arousal leaked from me, creating a mess where I sat, struggling to compose myself again.

"Chris, I feel like you were a destructive child and never learned how to take care of your toys," Leo said bluntly.

I saw Chris awkwardly stare at Leo before blurting out, "Uhm… I don’t know."

"Your toys, man. You’ve got to take care of them if you want them to last, let me show you. Go run a bath," Leo said firmly.

I felt my body being lifted off the ground, Leo holding me effortlessly in his arms. His body felt so warm against mine. He carried me back to my bedroom and gently laid me down on the bed, like I was a delicate porcelain doll that might break. He brushed the hair from my face and said, "Chris is running you a bath; it seems like you got a little messy again."

There was a brief silence before he grabbed my face, his gaze intense. "I’d keep an eye on the mail," he continued. "See if anything worthwhile shows up."

His thumb brushed my cheek softly before he turned to leave the room. I heard their voices bickering down the hall, Leo calling Chris a brute. The conversation lingered for a minute, but I was too wrapped up in the aftershocks of blissful pleasure to focus. Their voices slowly faded, eventually drifting out the door.

Once they were gone, I got up and made my way to the bath, letting the warmth of the water embrace me.

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