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Neighbors 5

Hi my friends. What a surprise seeing you here. Okay, actually I’m sorry I haven’t been active. I’ve been going through it and everytime I promise to come back something was always getting in the way, but thankfully I should have more free time in my life soon. That means more stories and I’ll actually finish this little series I love so so much and write more. I really appreciate all the love and support I get from all of you and the community you created. I hope I don’t disappoint, but I’ve been rusty. I won’t promise to make a huge comeback because the past hasn’t been in my favor, but I will say that I’ll try better and not leave you to hang dry. Okay that’s it I love love love you guys hope you like… :)

Summary: y/n has a school assignment and Harry can’t stop himself from fantasizing.

Warning: smut 18+, cum swapping, daddy kink, degradation kink, praise kink (idk how, but they both are here), Jealousy, cheating, age gap (she’s 18), breeding kink, pregnancy kink, mentions of school, pregnancy (she’s not pregnant lol neither is Olivia) fluff, and olivia wilde? (if there’s any more tell me plz)

WordCount:3k+

My phone dings as I finish up getting ready. My friend Sophie texted me reminding me to leave my house soon because I have to return the pregnancy belly for my parenting class. The same damn parenting class that made me too busy to see my Harry for the past week.

I had this pregnancy belly for two days straight. Since I finish most of my classes, I get to leave three classes earlier. Thankfully being a “gifted student” gave me first choice in classes leaving me to be ahead of my other friends. Because of that I have to return to school wearing this horrible sack of 30 pounds.

I walk down the stairs quickly and more carefully because if I run down too fast I’ll probably topple over with the extra weight in my front.

Before I run to the door a familiar figure catches my eye. I slow down to the kitchen island where my dad and Harry are talking. He leaned over the table trying to look at whatever my dad was showing him.

Harry immediately looks at me with wide eyes, whilst my dad laughs and explains to him “ she’s in a parenting class so she’s been wearing that since yesterday”. Harry nods and laughs lightly as he shakes his head and rubs his face with one hand. I smile and wave acknowledging his presence.

My father and Harry continue their conversation while I purposely walk around the kitchen ‘getting water’. My dad shows him the new route they want to build for the country club so they can expand the golf course. I can’t help but smile to myself to see the British man trying so hard not to eye me up and down. His leg bounces up and down and he furrows his brows in fake interest leaning toward my dad as if he is looking at the map, but his eyes bore into me.

I haven’t seen him for a few days because of my project and him visiting Los Angeles for some work. Olivia was with him in LA, but stayed back for one week. So I know he’s a horny as it gets and has been waiting for this for a long time. Plus seeing me in a pregnancy belly and his not so secret breeding kink is makes this so much better.

I walk out to leave after my hefty glass of water partially regretting my decision, because this belly is pressing on my stomach. Stepping into my favorite car my phone pings with a text who I think is from Sophie, but actually turns out to be Harry.

Harry: What made you think you can get away with walking around like that? I’ll make sure that thing is real when I’m done with you.

Harry: do whatever you have to do and go to my house. I better see you naked on my bed.

I decided to not be as bratty, because I know how much of a grump he is when he’s horny so I responded quickly.

Me: what do you mean? I wasn’t doing anything on purpose. I’ll go over to you soon.

I throw my phone onto the seat next to mine and take my usual route to school.

After dropping off the pregnancy belly. I stop by home to drop my car off and walk to the back of my house where I cut through my backyard secretly and make my way through his back door. I take the oddly familiar path I used to take when I was younger. Reliving the time I used to secretly leave my house to get cookies from our old neighbor. Sadly, she moved out to a retirement home in Florida. So my cookie days are over, but I do get a hot man.

I walk through his backyard making my way to the usually unlocked door, where I meet the familiar living room. The moment my feet hit the carpet of his bedroom, I start stripping myself of my clothes. My dress falls to my feet, as I start to unclip my bra, following orders.

I look at the time realizing that Harry wouldn’t be back anytime soon or soon enough because I’m quite impatient horny. I lay back on his comfy bed as I wait for the curly haired man to make his way back.

I stare off into space for a while until the sound of a cough catches my attention. Thankfully the cough came from one handsome man. He looks at me with a smile before walking towards me. I sit back on my elbows and smile, while he burns holes into my body with his staring.

“I love seeing you like this, all ready for me” he continues “you know how much I like you right? How much I care about you?” I nod looking up. He smiles at my reaction and places his palm to my cheek using his thumb to rub my cheek sweetly “good because I need you to remember how much because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t” he say before placing his lips onto mine, keeping his hand on my cheek and his other resting on my hips.

He kisses me so feverishly so deeply that I start to lose air quickly. I pull back to breath but my eyes see his. I barely see anymore green just his pupils. He goes back down while his other hand moves from my hips to my tits grabbing onto them. His fingers play with my nipples pulling a prodding. I moaned loudly, but it was covered by his lips.

Harry pulls back this time to see the pleasure on my face “ look at you baby? So desperate for it. I know you want it so bad” I moan in response

“such pretty tits” he murmurs “can’t wait to see what they look like swollen when you have my baby in you” he says before lowering his mouth on my nipple sucking and teething on it. He doesn’t leave my other boob lonely with his ring cover hands playing and pulling on it.

I moan in pleasure from the stimulation. Harry’s eyes looked up at me as he mouthed on my tits. Watching him on me was too much and I started looking for something to relieve me. When my hips bucked up from Harry sucking too hard. I learned to realize what I can do. My core starts rubbing on his thigh, while he lays on top of me, but before I can do anymore he stands up looking at me disapprovingly “god you’re such a whore rubbing on me because what? Are you feeling achy? You can wait”

I pout at his words looking at him with lust in my eyes. He stands back up at the foot of the bed. I watch as he pulls his shirt off, messing with his perfectly messy hair leaving one curly strand hanging off his forehead. His finger meets the button of his trousers making my eyes stare directly at the hard on he’s rocking.

“You wanna do it baby? Go ahead, take me out” he says. I sit back up and look into his eyes staring at his fully blown pupils. I kiss his lower stomach and smile back up at him. His ring clad hand makes its way to my cheek rubbing my face, I lean into his hand. “ C'mon bunny don’t leave daddy waiting”.

I listen and finally open his trousers and pull in down. I see the outline of his cock and my eyes follow to the tip to see it having a wet spot with precum. I kiss his tip through his boxers causing him to moan. I look up to see Harry furrowing his eyebrows in desperation. “ Please puppy, I need you. You think you can take me in your mouth?”

I nod eagerly while taking him out of his boxers. My eyes widen in surprise as I see how red his poor tip is. I kiss his head again causing him to sigh heavily. I start doing kitten licks on his tip before slowly putting him into my mouth. He groans in satisfaction that he has some sort of relief. I slowly take him in my mouth till he’s close to the back of my throat . I feel his cock slip deeper and deeper. I start to swallow around his cock making him moan. I look up at him to see Harry’s jaw slack and eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. He puts his hold in my hair pushing himself deeper causing me to unintentionally gag and swallow around him in reflex.

“Fuck” he breathes out “ feels so good when you swallow around me, can feel you squeezing around me” the brunette moans.

I do it again, making Harry’s hips jut up, making me gag and cough. He pulls me off his cock and grabs my face by my chin pulling me in “I’m sorry felt so good didn’t mean to. Are you okay baby? I’m so sorry” he said with concern on his face. His other hand tries to soothe me by cupping my face while he runs his thumb up and down my cheek wiping tears off my face.

“It’s fine I’m okay , just wasn’t expecting it. That’s all” I say trying to reassure him. He looks at me almost scared to break me. I don’t know why he freaked out, I know it was an accident. I move his hands off me and kiss his cock that up against his tummy. He looks at me worriedly, but I calm his thoughts downs by saying “ can you fuck my mouth daddy? Don’t have to go too deep just want to feel you in my mouth”

Harry nods, leaning down to kiss me. It was messy. I mean I was already a mess, but he didn’t seem to care. He separates first from the kiss and grabs my face “open” he command. I follow suit with my tongue before he spits in my mouth and draws his cock back into it.

This time he doesn’t go deep in my throat but hits my cheek. His cock was already ti big for my mouth but with the angle he had it, he could see the outline of his cock thrusting in and out of my mouth. Harry slows down a bit while saying “ look at that, a perfect cock slut If you ask me. Can see my cock moving in ur mouth it’s so pretty” he says. Soon after, he angles himself so he can really see the outline of his cock in my mouth. His hand falls on my jaw while this thumb rubs back and forward on the outline of his length on my jaw.

“fuck seeing you like this is gonna make me cum” he says closing his eyes and continuing to rub his cock through my cheek. He looks at me one more time before pulling out of my mouth with a pop.

“I need to taste you baby” he says, but before he can I stop him “ please not right now. I wanna feel you in me so bad” I pleaded with him.

Harry hovers over till my back hits the sheets. His lips find mine while he fist his cock. He rubs his tip on my folds spreading the arousal all over my pussy before he dips his tip into my cunt. Harry doesn’t push further keeping his head in the opening of my cunt making me squeeze around his head for more.

He leans down so close to my face “such a mess” he murmurs “ are you my good girl?” He says index fingers play with my bottom lip. He watches carefully as my lip gets pulled down and bounces up.

“ Yes, I’m your good girl” I say in response. Harry rewards me with thrusting his hips up.

I gasp from the quick action of his cock filling me up. My thighs squeezed around his waist in pleasure and pain. I breathe heavily as Harry does the same right in front of me.

Harry slowly starts to pull out just to thrust with the same force as before. I moan from the sudden pressure in my stomach. My walls swallow his cock every time his hips meet mine.

“ Har-Harry Harry stop” I say as soon as I feel the urge to pee. Harry stops all his movement and stays still hovering over my concern all over his face.

“ what’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did I hurt yo-“ Harry says freaking out

“No-no I’m okay. I just…I…I need to pee” I say lower than a whisper.

A smirk falls onto Harry’s lips as he thrust his hip towards. I gasp at his sudden movement, not expecting it.

His head falls into the crook of my neck as he continues pounding me. My fingers claw at his back as I cry in pleasure.

The knot in my stomach starts to build making me cry out loud “fuck-fuck I’m gonna cum”

“go ahead, let it go show daddy how good he makes you feel” Harry replies

My back arches off the bed while my fingers get tangled in his soft curls. I start feeling something wet and warm go down on my thighs soaking me and Harry’s upper things and cock in me. He continues to fuck me until the coils in my tummy release.

My jaw goes slack and I almost feel out of my body. Everything goes pretty black and I lose myself in the nothingness, but get pulled back when I feel Harry kissing my flushed chest.

“ c’mon baby wanna see those pretty eyes” he coos at me.

I shake my head trying to stay in my state of euphoria, but he starts kissing my eyelids trying to coax me out of the state I was in. When I reluctantly open my eyes I see Harry smiling down at me.

“ You okay, pearl? Can I finish?” He asked. I nod wanting to feel him. He starts thrusting up again. My body moves from the overstimulation, but he calms me down by kissing my chest, neck, and face giving me something to focus on.

Suddenly, my focus shifts from his lips moving all over my body to the pleasure building in my stomach.

“Oh god, daddy, I’m gonna cum-fuck please” I cry out.

“hold it” he says as he raises my leg over his shoulder.

I moan from the new angle his cock hits my g-spot. Feeling my body trying its best to hold my orgasm. I look at Harry above me with his mouth open taking in the pleasure. His eyebrows are furrowed focusing on getting close.

“Daddy please I can’t hold it anymore” I cry out.

His hips start to thrust faster. His hand rests against my face, as his thumb finds its way in my mouth.

“Are you my good girl?” Harry questions.

I nod vigorously trying to do whatever to reach my climate. He smiles at my obedience.

“open your mouth” he orders.

I follow what he says and open my mouth, sticking my tongue out. His thumb pulls my mouth open while he spits in my mouth.

“ don’t swallow yet” he commands as he starts to thrust into me faster. I start to try harder to not cum from his actions. When I feel like I’m to cum I hear him say “swallow”.

I listen to his orders and swallow and open my mouth to show him. I’m met with his approval by his mouth meeting me and kissing me deeply.

“cum for daddy, let it go, wanna feel out milk me dry” he says as he quickened his pace as he places his hand around my throat.

My orgasm comes again and I cry out holding wrist around my neck to keep his hand there. “Cum in me please. Wanna have your baby’s. I Want to be full of you. Please please please” I cry as I reach my high.

Harry follows right after me saying “ fuck said I was gonna breed you and look at you now” he continues “such a little slut, talking cum that doesn’t belong to hers, on the bed me and my wife share. Take my cum baby wanna see you swollen right after this” I start to feel his cum pour into me making my cunt feel full from him. Adding pleasure to my orgasm besides hiss words.

Harry’s hand moves from my neck to next to my head as he dips down to kiss me one more time while he tries to chase both of our orgasms.

After we settled down, he looks for my approval to move leg off of his shoulder. I nod slightly and he gently places my leg back down. I start to squeeze around Harry’s cock not wanting him to leave me yet.

“C’mon need to let me out so I can eat” Harry says.

I stop clenching from confusion, but am met with my clarification when I feel Harry’s tongue licking my puffy clit.

“Daddy no-no-no” I cry.

“ You know the safe word baby you can use it” Harry says knowing I don’t want him to stop. I look at Harry with his face wet from our orgasm. He goes back down licking as much as he can.

“Fuck we taste so good together. You wanna try, baby?” Harry says as he climbs up and leans down to kiss me.

I hum into our messy but sweet kiss. Harry breaks away from the kiss. I open my eyes again to see Harry smiling down at me with eyes he never really gave me before. I smile at him and laugh before trying to meet his lips by raising myself on my elbows, but my attempt fails when he pulls my arms down and over my head kissing me again only stopping when we either laugh or to smile.

Hi! thank your for reading! I'm not sure where I want this story to go or how I want it to go, but I hoped you liked it. the next part should be out in a week or two so keep an eye out. okay see you soon ily,

(ps. if your read this and realized the way the ending goes is different it's because I was trying to make up my mind on how plot lol)

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harryswhorehome-blog · 1 year

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Feeling slightly motivated to write again :)

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harryswhorehome-blog · 1 year

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ahhh same

Dress

Hi Lovelies! I’ve been so excited to write this concept and started it about two weeks ago, but to my luck when I was about to finish it. Some of what I wrote didn’t save so I had to rewrite it lol ( not really lol I cried).This is inspired by Taylors Swift's song dress ( some hidden lyrics). I hope you enjoy it!

Warning: Smut, Daddy kink, praise kink, degrading kink, some angst, and fluff.

Wordcount:6k+

Pairing: best friends to friends with benefits to lovers

Y/n

I take my time to put on any finishing touches for the party tonight. Anticipation hits me when I realize I’ll see Harry there. God, I miss that man so much. We haven’t seen each other for a week straight because of our different schedules. For some people it isn't bad at all and they wouldn't care to see their friend soon, but for me it feels like years since I saw those green eyes and charming smirk. The butterflies in my belly makes it hard for me to do anything.

Our friendship to others might seem odd and I get it. You wouldn’t think a random lady who works in a law firm is best friends with a rockstar, but somehow the odds were in my favor and we met. I was nagged the night I met Harry when my other best friend Sarah said she wanted me to join her at some party her boss was throwing. I knew she was in a band, but it wasn’t said who the singer was, in her words ‘it’s a really private project’ and as much as I love to be nosey, I had a special project of my own. Trying to get over a heartbreak.

At the party, I was feeling a little lost. Sarah was a little occupied by Mitch, which I told her to do because she’s been crushing on the man for weeks and who am I to ruin any chances with her and the guitarist. All alone I sat at the balcony of who I learned was Harry Styles from the band One Direction. If I wasn’t so sad at the time, fifteen year old me would have freaked out. While I was taking a breather a certain British man was too. That's how a beautiful friendship flourish and maybe soon it’ll flourish more.

It was easy to say that me and Harry were attracted to each other when we first met, I can’t deny it and he can’t either. There was just never a right time. When we met I was with a guy named River who was my…rebound. It’s horrible to say I had one and I felt terrible when I realized I led him on, but even though I did that Harry was there and saw the best in me when I was at my worst. This is the reason why I fell for him, making my life more complicated.

Speaking of complications, the reason why I am so excited to see Harry is because…

Flashback five weeks ago.

We’ve been drinking all night. Our traditional wednesday night started out normal, we made dinner, ate, started a movie, and worst of all drank. At the beginning it was all fun, I started making our dinner while waiting for Harry. I made sure not to do any of the important steps without him. Last time I did that, he complained he missed the experience of making dinner with me, even though it’s a weekly occurrence. Our joint playlist was booming throughout my house and the wooden spoon I used to stir the spaghetti sauce was my mic, while I sang to my cat Gato. Yes we named the cat ‘cat’ in spanish, in our defense we saw a kitten on the street and we were both drunk.

“you’re still the one I run to” I elongated the vowel making sure to point at Gato staring at me with confusion. Even though I love my cat he puts on a stink face everytime I sing.

As I was about to sing the other line, a deep voice bellowed through my halls, making the butterflies in my stomach go from zero to a hundred. I turn my head to the man in a comfy cardigan “ The one that I belong to” Harry sings pointing to me.

I run up to the man in excitement and bring the spoon up to his lips as we finish the song ‘you’re still the one’ by Shania Twain. We started to cook and sing together for a while. Either one of us makes little moves to show affection to the other. In reality, I am not one for hugs unless I initiate it, but I can't stop my cheeks from growing red when Harry hugs me from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder. I also can’t help the feeling of warmth running through my body especially where his touch lingers. Giving me a golden tattoo of some sorts. A part of me can remember how his touches feel if I think hard enough.

The first mistake that happened was when our favorite song was playing on the stereo. It was ‘ you are the best thing’ by Ray LaMontagne. Since most of the food was done and we were waiting for the sides to be warmed up, the both of us took it as our chance to dance. My hands found refuge playing with the hair on his nape and his arms were around my waist, basically hugging me as we sway whispering the song to each other. Now this wasn’t something new for us. We always found ourselves in this position and we were both sober too, yet this felt different. There was a certain type of intimacy I couldn’t point my finger on, but I knew it was there and I know Harry felt it too.

I pull my head back from where it was tucked into his chest and I rest my chin on him. My eyes took every part of him in. He looks down at me staring and smiles softly looking at me as if he wanted to remember every feature I had. Soon I let myself get lost in his green eyes. I watch them as we sway, I didn’t even notice I was doing it until the kitchen timer went off. It scared me to like him because there would be a massive loss and hurt once he leaves. I scattered away from him as if he was fire and I went towards the oven, and with oven mitts I prepared our dinner.

For the rest of the dinner we ate and decided not to acknowledge what happened. The thought of liking him ran circles around my head. It made me nervous because I always knew I liked him, it was something that was always in the back of my mind. What scared me the most is the way he reacted, I knew he felt it too. It scared me because once it’s said then we have to deal with the consequences of our feelings. Wanting would be enough for me because at least I can daydream parts of him I want without losing him.

That nervousness caused me to drink and Harry being…Harry, he chose to follow my lead drinking as much. This led to music being played in the background while we lay on my floor drinking, singing, and talking. The drinks had a way to make me think that it’d be fine if we actually acted on our emotions. Harry was on his back humming to some Stevie nicks song. He always looked pretty like this, when he was calm and happy. I turned to lay on my side watching him with a smile on my face. I don’t know how long I was doing it for, but he noticed and smiled back at me. We stared at each other for a while before Harry leaned closer to me and started leaving messy wet kisses all over my face, his hands were cupping my face and I couldn’t stop giggling at his sweet actions.

After a while he stopped and the laughing subsided, I can't put a finger on what made us do it, maybe it was the song or the silence that was a blanket of comfort. All I knew was he leaned forward and so did I and somehow our lips found each other. It was slow and soft, we took our time and I made sure of it. I wanted to remember how his lips felt, how he tasted, the sounds that left his mouth, and the way his hand cupped my face. After we separated my head rested on his chest, my eyes were heavy and Harry’s heart beat felt like a symphony I'd never get tired of. We slowly drifted off to sleep. The one thing I remembered was the words he spoke before I was subdued to sleep “I don’t want you like a best friend Y/n” it was said, so quietly I thought I was dreaming.

The next morning I was on my couch. My head was pounding from the hangover, but what hurt most was waking up to an empty apartment. I remember what we did the night before, but I didn’t think I’d regret it in the morning. A few hours later I texted him and asked where went and if he was okay. All I got was a cold ‘I’m fine’, I decided not to press him for answers since I don’t think I was ready to hear them myself.

Two weeks after Harry texted me, It was weird considering his radio silence. He checked up on me and said he was busy. After our initial text we hung out again and everything seemed fine and normal, until we kissed again and then one thing led to another, suddenly we were shagging. To say it wasn’t a normal occurrence would be a lie, since then he was practically at my house everyday for two weeks.

Now:

After I finished my makeup, I walked over to my dresser and put on my jewelry. It wasn’t anything extravagant, it was what I normally wear when I leave my house. Some gold hoops, a necklace and any rings I see in my eyeline, especially the one that Harry left a few weeks ago and Insist I wear from now on.

I walk towards the long mirror to give myself a once over. I smile to myself, happy with the dress I chose tonight. I got it at some vintage shop with Harry. When I bought it, I tried it on and when I left the dressing room, Harry's initial reaction made me buy it. His smile and blush was the reason my card was inserted into the machine.

Before I left the house I said bye to Gato and walked briskly to the Uber. I knew I was gonna drink tonight. Thankfully the driver wasn’t creepy and had some good music playing. After the 25 minute drive I made my way to Harry’s house. He made it a thing to host Sarah’s birthday there. I walk through the familiar gate to see the happy birthday girl with her boyfriend Mitch.

“ Happy birthday Sarah!” I squealed with excitement, I opened up my arms to hug my close friend. She skips over to me “ Y/n! You’re here!” she exclaims, hugging me tight.

The party was getting bigger and bigger as time went on. I came early, in hopes to find Harry, but as luck has it he is nowhere to be seen. Instead of wistfully looking for him I decided to socialize with other people, rather than looking like a lost puppy.

As fun as it was to talk to other people, I couldn’t help looking around the person I’m having a conversation with, just to be disappointed with seeing no Harry. Being sick of small talk I step out of the middle of the room. Observing the crowd I feel myself giving up on seeing him tonight.

A sigh leaves, disappointed with the lack of my favorite British man. I brought the cup of alcohol to my lips and as I sip the bitter drink, a big hand was placed at the small of my back. My stomach feels like it's doing cartwheels when I realize who it was, which was quick because the scent of tobacco vanille overwhelms my senses.

“Just the girl I wanted to see… tried looking for you everywhere” Harry leans in to whisper.

“ I was trying to find you too. I almost gave up and was gonna settle on seeing tomorrow” I say shakily.

“ I’m happy I saw you then, don’t think I’d last another day without seeing you” he replies with a smirk.

I tried to focus on his words, but my senses were on overload with his hand moving to my waist making me shudder. The feeling of his hand on the small of my back is still there warming my whole body. I turn my head to look at his face and how the low light hits his features make me dizzy. He just looks too good. Even his presence yells when he's the quietest. Harry's warm scent tops it off, making me weak in my knees. Everything calls me towards him and I never felt this attraction before, but I could feel my hands shaking from holding back from him.

“ You okay Y/n/n ?” he questions, fully concerned.

“Huh? Yeah. Sorry was distracted” I say sheepishly, Harry chuckles and shakes his head from my nervousness knowing what's going through my mind.

“ Very flattered, love.” he says quietly as we both watch the crowd, we stand in silence basking each other's presence before Harry ruins it with the words “we should do the cake now, before everyones too drunk to forget the words of happy birthday”, he squeezes my waist with a playful pout on both of our lips before he leaves me.

I walk towards a drunk Sarah attempting to get her near the big table where the cake will be placed, just like me and Harry planned last week. Although she was drunk, it was kind of easy to bring her to the table. Just a little bit of dancing and singing was involved.

Just in time Harry enters with the cakes. I smile at him as he starts to sing happy birthday making the others around him join the singing. He walks towards Sarah carefully, while making eye contact with me. I shoot my eyebrows up telling him ‘focus on where you’re walking’. He disregards my attempts to care for his safety and continues until he places the cake on the table safely, shooting me a subtle, but cocky smirk.

As Harry cuts the cake to give it out to the guest, I feel his gaze on the side of my face making my cheeks warm up. I turn my head towards him and give him an all knowing look and he replies with a wink.

I look away feeling all the blood rush to my face. It’s always moments like this where I realize I love Harry more than a friend. He always finds a way for me not to feel alone or even left out. Although I don’t feel close to alone, he always finds a way to make me comfortable and noticed in a crowd full of people. Our secret moments in a crowded room will always be something special to me.

After the cake part of Sarah’s party, me and Harry make our way back to each other's side. The music was loud and bodies were around us as we danced. A big smile was planted on my face as we enjoyed our time together, occasionally talking to the others around us.

In my tipsy state, I see myself looking at his lips more and more. The soft shade of pink makes me want to attach my lips onto his. Harry’s eyebrows were furrowed focusing on my lips too. I make my way on my tippy toes and Harry leans down to meet me in the middle, but we jumped apart last minute when we heard his name be called behind us.

Our gaze turns to a pretty blonde, which to my surprise Harry walks over and gives a hug too. I stand there awkwardly until he makes his way towards me with the pretty blonde in his arms. My eyes look at her perfect features and when they settle to the arm around her waist I feel my heart start to crack. I know he’s an affectionate person, but from how long I knew him, he only did that with me. I try not to let the upset spread to the expression in my face and I fake a big smile.

“ Y/n this is Natalie” he says with a grin, “ Natalie this is my best friend Y/n”

We greet each other warmly or as warm as I can, Natalie and Harry continue to have a conversation. I listen in as much as I can saying my ‘yeah’ and ‘uh huh’ when needed. The words best friend circle around my head over and over again. I’m sure after all we did, even without talking to each other, he'd mention me more as a best friend or maybe I’m overreacting. It’s hard to really know when Harry looks at her in awe. He laughs at her jokes, putting a hand on her shoulder to steady himself.

I try to hold back tears when the thoughts get too much. Am I just a friend? Natalie is way prettier than me. I see why he’d choose her over me. Why am I only good enough to be the best friend? I snap out of it when I hear an Irish voice behind me. Niall looks at me with a sympathetic smile before placing his arm around my shoulder veering towards Harry asking where the bathroom is. I don’t miss the glare on Harry's eyes when Niall put his arm around me.

“Mate, you’ve been here before. How do you not know” Harry replies

Niall shrugs, I look at him confused because although we are close, we never have been touchy like this. I finally get the memo when his fingers pinches me and as soon as it hits me I take the opportunity to leave.

“ I’ll take you there,” I said hurriedly. Niall stays compliant as I basically grab his wrist and pull him to the direction of the bathroom as fast as I can.

“What’s wrong? You were all sad looking and you're never sad next to lover boy” Niall says concerned.

“Nothing” I say, not wanting to get into it or I’ll start sobbing.

“I know you’re lying c’mon what is it” he says looking worried.

Nialls' concerned expression made me rant to him about everything that happened. The kiss, Harry ghosting me then sleeping with me, and finally him calling me his best friend while he was holding Natalie like he holds me.

“ Awe darling,” he hugs me. “ I know lover boy likes you a lot, trust me. Just talk to him, yeah?”

I nod and we both go back out to the party. This time I wasn’t as alone since Niall stood by my side drinking with me. We both sang and danced together, since he made a statement earlier about making sure I go home with a smile on my face. Me and his time was cut short when a girl started flirting with him. I know he wanted to talk to her alone, but would feel bad if he left me. So I pushed him to flirt with her “ do you really want to die alone Ni, Cause it seems like that's where you're heading if you don’t chat her up” I drunkenly say. He gives me an appreciative hug before making his way to her. On his way towards her, he looks back and gives me a thumbs up and a cheesy smile and I roll my eyes in return and copy his pose.

Alone again and very drunk thanks to the blonde man, I make my way to the kitchen to get another drink. Surprisingly it was a lot more empty than the rest of the house. Humming the song playing to myself I grab another red cup. My head shoots up when I hear a giggle. I try my best not to be nosey, but I look towards the Hallway that leads to the pantry. To my surprise I see Harry cupping Natalie’s face and looking into her eyes like he was about to kiss her.

I thought it hurt when he put his arm around her waist, but seeing him like this was enough to break me. I backed up in shock accidently knocking down a bowl of popcorn behind me. The sound catches their attention and Harry looks at me in shock. I bend down to pick up the mess underneath me. My hands shake as I try to clean up and tears brim my eyes.

Harry runs to my aid on his knees next to me “are you okay darling?” he says worried.

“ I’m fine,” I sniffle looking down hoping my hair covers the tears streaming down my eyes “I didn’t mean to-”

Harry cuts me off “ I don’t care about the popcorn. I care about you. What's wrong?” he cups my face making me look into his eyes. I look at his face taking in his worried expression. I quickly get alarmed when Natalie's hand squeezes his shoulder.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, looking at me.

The embarrassment from crying and watching them almost kiss catches up to me. I stand up quickly away from Harry’s grasp. Hot tears stream down my face as I leave the kitchen basically running to the table where my stuff is. I grab my purse and phone, noting that I’ll text Sarah I wasn't feeling well.

Behind me I choose not to hear Harry calling after me. I walk towards the crowd of people trying to find a way to escape. I choose to leave through Harry’s side door since it’s closest to the gates. The music was loud and the warm bodies started to feel like it was burning me. I try my best to keep my head down so I won't get stopped or cause any attention to go to me. I fight my way to the other side of the crowd, still overwhelmed by everything around me.

I find the hallway that leads me towards the side door. It was still crowded, but not as bad as the main room. I walk as fast as I can and only pause when a warm hand grab’s my wrist. I pull my hand back as hard as I can, since I already knew who it was. I walk away with much more haste than before trying my best to make sure I get to the door, because once I’m finally out it’ll be easier. My plans fail when I hear him call my name loud and clear. I turned around looking at him and suddenly the music wasn’t as loud as I thought it was and the crowded hallway wasn’t as filled.

His anxious and agonized expression is all I can see. Even though he hurts my feelings, I can’t help feeling like everything stops when says my name. I curse my emotions for doing this to me, but I wanted to comfort him. Instead I stand still, not knowing what to do.

“Y/n” he says again, “ What's wrong? One moment we’re okay, then you leave me to go with Niall, and now you’re crying and running away from me when I’m trying to help you. What’s going on we promise to tell each other everything. We’re supposed to be best friends!” he says angrily.

Best friend. I walk towards the brunette man, feeling angry at him and myself for putting us in this situation.

“I don’t want you like a best friend!” I yell at him.

Harry’s mouth opens to say something, but I cut him off “ No! Listen Harry! You told Natalie I was your best friend! I know we haven’t talked about it yet and maybe I got the memo wrong, but you can’t get mad at me, because I’m upset you held her waist and called me ‘best friend’ while you’ve been living in my fucking house and sleeping me. Every. Fucking. Day! Also what’s up with what happened in the kitchen I know we aren’t exclusive, but you’re the last guy that I’d think of who would fuck me then kiss another girl” I rant

To my amazement Harry smiles and walks over to me. He cups my face looking at me astonished “ I wasn’t kissing her, never would. Her contacts were making her eyes red and I was checking.” he says

I back away from him “that doesn’t help anything Harry. I can’t keep doing this if you don’t tell me what we are. I don’t think I can be best friends anymore, it hurts too much”

Harry walks towards me again until my back hits the wall “ do you really need me to spell it out for you? After all of the pining and patience?” his lips meet mine and I melt against it. “ I. Don't. Want. You. Like. A. Best. Friend” he says enunciating each word with a kiss.

“ Har-” this time he cuts me off “ I want all of it. I want to be yours and fucking hell I want you to be mine” He says stroking my cheek

“ Then have me” I whisper back, suddenly feeling arousal pooling in my panties

Harry groans, grabbing my hand leading us towards the side door. Pulling out his keys from his trousers he opens the car leading me to the passenger side. He makes his way to his own side, closing the door and starting the car hurriedly.

“ Harry you can’t just leave your house, you’re hosting a party” I say chuckling a bit, putting my hand on his pausing his movement to put the car in drive.

“don’t worry, Mitch is the other host to the party” he says, pulling out of his spot.

“you’re gonna leave him to host the party?” I say in shock.

“less clean up time for me” He says smirking, kissing the hand that was on his.

His hand rests on my thigh on the drive making me squirm. Once in a while he’ll look at me with a smirk, but after a week of not seeing him and our sudden confession. I need him more than before. I place my hand over his leading it to my needy core.

“ You want me, baby? Huh? Was feeling jealous at the party, now you want me to show you who you belong to? ” Harry says as he pushes my underwear to the side and exposes my core.

“ yes, I’m yours daddy” I whine,” are you mine?” I whisper this time out of fear, too scared to be rejected.

“ You ruined me baby, can’t have anyone else who isn’t you” he says sweetly “You think you can show daddy that I’m yours too? Can you’re needy little pussy hump my hand? Soak me while I drive? I want you to use daddy, know you’ve been needing it” He says playing with my folds. Pinching my lips together.

I comply quickly, grabbing his arm closer to me and bringing his fingers to my clit. He gets the memo and pinches my clit then lowering his fingers to gather my arousal and spread it around. I bring his hand up to taste myself moaning at the sweetness before bringing his hand to those pink lips I love so much, so he can taste me too. He brings his fingers up to his mouth lapping at them.

Watching him suck his fingers clean from my arousal makes me start to drip and throb more

“ Daddy please, need to cum so bad” I cry.

“ Go ahead baby, I’m all yours. Use my hand to make your little pussy feel good. Show daddy how much of a whore you are for me” He says, eyes on the road.

I listen and start using his hand as if it was a pillow. I rock my hips back and forth, soaking his hand. When I decided I wanted more I curl his fingers into my wet hole and fuck myself on it. My clit was being attacked by the inside of his wrist while my cunt was being filled up with two fingers.

The car stops for a red light and although it’s late at night there were a few people going home. A gray car stops at the light next to us causing me to whine and stop riding Harry’s hand. Even though his window is pretty tinted it’s not enough to hide what's happening. I can’t help, but feel awkward even though the thought of someone catching us turns me on. My pussy reacts to my thoughts clenching on the fingers pushing my walls apart.

“Does this turn you on baby? Showing everyone I drive by you being fucked? Such a little attention whore. Go on, show him who your daddy is. Show the lad how good I make you feel” Harry says seductively, noticing my reaction to the situation at hand.

I comply to his order and start fucking myself on his hand staring out at the window to the man who noticed the activities happening in the car. He watches in awe as I moan Harry's name and start pinching my own pebbled nipples in front of him. Both men, the one who’s fingers deep in me and the one watching me groan at the show happening in front of them. The light turns green while I pleasure myself with Harry’s hand. His driving gets more reckless trying his best to make it to my house as fast as he can.

“C’mon make yourself cum. I want to feel you squeeze my hand baby” he groans

My movements become sloppier the closer he was to my house. I desperately try to make myself cum on him. When we turn to my street the ball of tension in my stomach gets too much and I cream all over Harry’s hand. Squeezing his hand with my walls as I moan in pleasure. He then brings his hand to his lips sucking the cum off of them.

Harry moves quickly and silent out of the car and to my side to walk us to my front door. He uses his own set of keys to get us in. My legs were still shaky, so he decided to scoop me up and run up the stairs to my room. My back hits the soft fabric of my comforters and I look up to see Harry stripping himself down. I laugh to myself, happy how tonight turned out.

He smiles at my giggles and brings himself to the bottom of my bed “c’mon pretty baby want to see all of you” he says sweetly.

I turn around so he can undo the zipper. Smiling to myself more when I realized the reasoning behind this dress. I turn to the brunette behind me “ I only got this dress so you could take it off” I whisper with a smile.

He smirks “ take it off? Guess we need to follow through with it my angel” he says kissing me right after.

He pulls the zipper leaving a trail of warmth down my body while Ii feel the heat of his. The dress slowly falls down, leaving me in my underwear. He pulls the strap of my bra down, placing wet kisses on my shoulder. His fingers play with the clasp of my bra while his kisses trail higher to my neck, my body shudders from the cold hitting my chest and his fingers pinching my nipples when he finally takes it off.

I turn around to face him and I meet my lips with his. While I lower my hands to his trousers unbuttoning them. They fall to his feet while he unbuttons his top leaving him in his boxers. I take my time to gape at the view in front of me, feeling all the excitement in my stomach.

“what are you looking at my pretty girl, been dreaming of this huh? Been wondering how a good daddy will make you feel like a baby?” Harry murmurs, making the feeling in my stomach drop to my core.

He walks towards me cupping the side of my face with his one hand. His other resting on my waist. He looks at my features with adoration making me melt into his hand. His grip on my waist slowly slides down until he meets my core. His hand massages my mound making moan and rest my forehead on his chest.

His finger slips into my lace panties and his fingers make their way to my clit rubbing it. When a moan leaves my mouth, he brings the hand on the side of my face to tilt my chin in his direction “look at daddy while he makes you feel good baby” he says looking into my eyes. I follow his directions while he rubs my swollen nub. Harry's fingers lowers to my dripping hole and spreads the arousal to my clit before massaging it. When a whimper leaves my mouth he slowly walks forward until the back of my knees hit the bed and I’m lying down.

He hovers over me kissing my lips and then slowly going down to my neck and chest giving each nipple the same amount of love. kisses trail down my stomach and stops near my mound where he looks me in the eye and kisses my clothed mound. I arch my back at the sight and his hands grasp the side of my underwear pulling it down. He moans looking at me “ fucking hell, can make me cum just by looking at you” as the words fall out of his mouth he pulls his boxers off himself.

My eyes widened at his cock. I know I’ve seen it before, but it’s just so pretty and makes my mouth water. I watch as a bead of precum falls from his red needy tip. He moans when he brings his thumb to wipe it off. I watch the scene in front of me knowing I got wetter from it.

He brings his tip to my soaked folds and starts rubbing it up and down. I squirm and whine from having little to no stimulation. My hips just forwards trying to get more, but his hands hold my hips down and give me a disapproving look. My head falls down to the pillow “ please, Har I need more” I whimper.

“ I know baby, I just want to enjoy my time with you,” He says

I nod letting him take his sweet time, knowing that he’s doing this to not only tease me but himself too. When I hold my squirming as much as I can, praises leaves his mouth. Before I can finally beg again “ are you my good girl, angel” leaves his mouth.

“ yes-yes I am a good gir-” falls out of my mouth eagerly.

My words get cut off with a moan when I feel his cock push my walls. I gasp, not expecting it. He didn’t give me time to warm up to his size because his first thrust was deep into my tummy. He rested his forehead against mine letting us both get used to the pleasure. He lowers his face to kiss me. The kiss was messy, both of us gasping in pleasure and trying to not separate our mouths from each other.

His hips start to rock back and forth pushing against my walls as he enters me. I cry as he bottoms out. I claw at his back when I feel his balls slap my ass. He moans out “ I know baby, It feels good. Daddy makes you feel so good huh?” He puts emphasis on his words when his tip starts to hit my cervix over and over again.

Suddenly I start to feel the knots in my stomach getting close to coming undone “ Fuck! I’m so close daddy” my orgasm was so close I could taste it, but suddenly my moans turn into whines when I start to feel empty again. I cry at the lost of my climax.

“ I know baby, daddy’s sorry. Just want to take you in a different way. I’ll make you feel good again, I promise.” Harry says, “ Can you turn around for me, my sweet girl? Gonna make you feel full again,I promise” he continues while he wipes my tears.

I nod and he assists me while I try to flip over. When we both get in position again he rubs his tip from my hole and gathers the arousal that spreads to my ass. I shiver when I feel his cock near the tight hole “ knew you’d like that. We’ll do that eventually my love” Harry says.

Harry finally sinks his cock into me making an involuntary moan come out of my mouth from how deep he is. This time he doesn’t let me get used to his size. He starts to fuck me hard holding hips to guide me back on his cock when I try to escape. Breathy moans escape his lips while he drives his hips into me, making slapping sounds when it hits my cunt. I moan louder when I feel his thumb running circles around the rim of my tight hole.

I start to shake from how good it feels and I lose all my strength when he hits my G-spot. My body falls forward and Harry catches me holding my waist so he can have leverage to fuck me while I lay. I cry from how good it feels “ Daddy! I’m so close. Can I cum please” I whimper out.

“ Not yet pup, wanna come with you” he says, making me cry into the duvet under me trying to hold my orgasm. I bite into my lip trying to distract me from the cock that's impaling me. His hips start to lose rhythm making the coils in my stomach start to build up. His hand reaches for my clit, rubbing it in circles “ You can come now baby. Want you to cream all over my cock. Making such a mess on my thighs can feel you dripping to my balls. Wanna feel you milk daddys cock like the good girl I know you are.” He says.

His fingers rubbing on the sensitive nerve pushes me over and I start to cum. Harry rides out my orgasm, Fucking me while I clench and squeeze around his cock. I start to feel overstimulated and try to get away from him, but he grounds me.

“God-I’m gonna cum. C’mon milk me for all I’m worth baby” he says, as his hips start to go faster and suddenly I start to scream in pleasure again. His hips stutter again “ Fuck, I’m cumming” He doesn’t stop or slow down as he rides out his own climax as well as mine. His warm cum spills into me and I feel his dick twitching inside me making me moan from overstimulation.

We lay in silence for a while before he pulled out of me making me flinch “ I know angel, I’m sorry” he apologies. I keep my eyes closing taking in the peace and tiredness from our recent activities. I start to feel myself slowly subdued to sleep, but I wake up when I feel a warm hand on my face “c’mon need to clean you up” Harry says. I furrow my eyebrows and keep my eyes close trying to squirm away from his touch, but he has none of it and starts to kiss my face until my eyes squint open “ Hi, There is my pretty girl. Lets go, wanna take care of you” he says and I finally obliged letting him scoop me up and take me to the bathroom.

Harry places me in a warm bath with my favorite lavender scent before placing himself behind me. I rest against his chest relaxing when I feel him kiss my shoulder and massage me. I close my eyes and sigh in contentment knowing I’ll wake up tomorrow morning with him beside me.

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harryswhorehome-blog · 1 year

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Hope you’re doing well!! xx

thanks!!! just busy, but I'm thinking of writing soon! I just need more ideas!

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Need suggestions/ideas to write something new!!!

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I think a plot line would be VERY interesting but whatever you feel comfortable with, we’ll love x

Awe thank you! I was thinking of having an actual plot line <3

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harryswhorehome-blog · 2 years

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I think you should make actual plot for the story! I love the smut but I think the story could go somewhere even if it’s angst and not all fluff

Thats what I was thinking of :)

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harryswhorehome-blog · 2 years

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Quick question! For neighbors do I make an actual plot line or do I just keep it as just smut ( if I make an actual plot because I’m not sure where it’s gonna go you won’t lose any smut or anything ) idk if this made sense but I need your guys opinion

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harryswhorehome-blog · 2 years

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Ahhh I’m happy you love it :))

Neighbors 4

Hiiii! I miss youuuuu! It took me so long to finish this. Please forgive me, I’m still kinda going through it and I lost all my motivation because of the worst depressive episode of my life and I'm trying to recover, but I want to regularly post and be consistent. I hope you like it because I love neighbor Harry sooooo much.

Summary: Y/n and Harry have a fun time at a very important event.

Warnings: smut 18+, daddy kink, degradation kink, praise kink (idk how, but they both are here), Jealousy, some angst, cheating, age gap (she’s 18), fluff, and olivia wilde? (if there’s any more tell me plz)

Word count:3.5k+

After the night of the summer bash, life has been quite smooth. We both haven’t made any moves to give our relationship a title, but I’m quite content with what we’re doing now.

It’s been two weeks since the last party. I only got to see him once during the two weeks since he was busy with Olivia and work. While, I was caught up with keeping a clean image for re-elections.

Today’s exciting though because tonight my family is throwing another dinner party. We haven’t thrown a lot of parties like this since six years ago when my grandad was working to get elected in this town, but re-elections are happening and although it’s a guaranteed win, we can never seem too confident.

Of course the new neighbors are invited. Which is the reason for my excitement since the new neighbors husband and I are fucking. As well as a lot of my grandpas, politician friends and important members of the town are attending, which means I can slowly introduce myself to the political society and maybe find a way to make a name for myself.

I was never one for parties like this because, although everyone says they are friends with my family, there's a certain type of image we have to uphold. This election means a lot to my family. Not only for the reason it keeps them in power, but because if he wins again, he’s gonna let me put insight on how to be better for the community as a whole, not just for the rich.

It took me four hours to get ready. One reason is because I am seeing Harry. Another because I need to keep the clean cut image of the Astor’s. I hum to the music as I do my make up, but come to an abrupt stop when a notification flashes on my phone.

From Harry: Can’t wait to see you :)

I roll my eyes from his use of emoticons, because last week I learned he doesn’t know how to use regular emojis. Although most people would help him I chose not to, because I’m scared he’ll use it like a grandpa and I won’t take him seriously.

From Y/N: Me too! Miss u lots daddy <3

I decided to tease him, since I haven’t seen him for awhile and with that means I haven’t had sex for awhile. Even though I could go back to touching myself it doesn’t feel as good like when he does it. I also have been feeling mischievous tonight and decided to go bare in hopes I can get a quickie before anyone notices I’m gone.

Harry takes his time to respond, making me start to get nervous. I feel the anxiety in my stomach when I see the three dots pop up on my screen and then go away. They go away for a while, making me slightly disappointed. As I was just about to get ready again he texts me.

From Harry: Stop Y/n. Not tonight it’s important for your family and you.

I pout from his response, knowing that he’s lying and would take me whenever he could. I make the choice to leave him on read. Hopefully to make him mad or cause any reaction from him.

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The party started 45 minutes ago and most of the guests have arrived except for the most important one…well most important to me. I find my place on the couch and engage in the conversation with some guy’s son Erick. He’s handsome of course and comes from old money, but that personality is as dull as it gets. I’m better off talking to a literal brick wall, I might even be more entertained.

As I was about to make my excuse to leave, on cue Harry walks in with his hand around his wife’s waist. I can’t help but roll my eyes at the sight in front of me. We make eye contact and Harry’s brow furrows when he sees the guy next to me talking. I smile at him acknowledging his presence and decide to stay with the talking brick wall. If I was gonna talk to him for marketing purposes. Your welcome grandpa. I might as well try to use it to get Harry jealous.

I try to listen to the absurdities that left the young guys mouth, but I couldn’t help eaves dropping every conversation Harry was in. I nodded along humming and agreeing to whatever he said and started getting back into discussion. Suddenly I feel Harry's presence in front of me, making me not pay attention to the man I was ‘talking’ to.

There he was, sat across from me. Basically manspreading with a short glass of brown liquid I assumed was liquor. His wife was nowhere to be seen. A part of me wanted to jump his bones right then and there, but I knew I couldn’t be obvious since this isn’t some party. Everyone was looking for the Astor’s to fail and I’ll be damned if I’m the one who messes it up. With his gaze on me I decided to try my best to ignore it and continue on with ‘marketing’.

My plan to ignore him failed when I saw a pretty blonde next to him chatting him up. I swear I saw red when I realized it was my cousin Diana. Not by blood, but by marriage…so step cousin. I hate this girl with all my being. I literally never hated anyone more. As the dumb blonde man continues speaking about whatever business move he plans to make when his trust fund money was his, I could feel the anger going to my head. Especially when Diana touches his shoulder and I see him give her the smirk he usually gives me.

I couldn’t watch the scene playing out in front of me. He already has a wife. I'm not gonna be a side-side chick, one was enough. As I pretended to listen, I opened my phone nodding along to whatever he was saying and looked through my private camera roll to the video of me running a vibrator to my clit earlier.

Once I found my favorite video I took this morning. I made sure to give it a once over. I see myself on my white duvet, with my head falling back as I run the bullet vibrator past my folds before dipping it in my tight hole. I spread my legs apart wider and bring it to my clit, making sure the vibrations go to where I needed it the most.

I smile to myself and press send. The nerves in my stomach start knowing he’s gonna see what I was doing this morning. When I hear Harry’s notification bell ring, I start to get antsy squirming to see his reaction. Thankfully Erick left because his dad called him to talk to some lawyer he wanted him to intern for, leaving me alone to pretend to be on my phone scrolling. Harry takes his phone out of his pocket and checks the notification, his head tilts confused on why’d I text him.

I bite my bottom lip trying my best to not smile. Harry brings his phone closer to his face, still puzzled on why I sent him a video with no context. The video is basically black until he presses the play button. When I saw his thumb tap his phone, I tried to stop the giggles from leaving my mouth. His eye brows lift in shock and his mouth is agape, but he keeps his usual facade soon after. He doesn’t swipe out of the video like I thought he would, instead he continues to watch it.

My face soon turns red and I get anxious, I didn’t think he’d react like that. He just watches the 3 minute video in the middle of the crowded room, not scared of anyone seeing it or catching him. When the video finishes he looks up to me and smirks before tucking his phone in his suit jacket and continues his conversation with Diana.

Soon enough Diana leaves his side and is soon replaced by some Irish guy named Niall. They talk like they’re best friends, while listening to their conversation I realized that they became a trio of golf buddies with my brother. I sigh in my lack of attention and sink down to my seat, unintentionally spreading my legs wider than I thought. The only reason why I noticed it is because of Harry’s cough making me look his way and see his disapproving glare. I glare back confused until his eyes lower to my bare cunt. I sit up a little and shut my legs quickly forgetting I’m not wearing any underwear.

Harry continues to talk to Niall for a long time, while I sit alone in front of him. I take the time to look at him. He was wearing a suit that fit him like a glove, but as my eyes lowered to his groin I realized that his suit isn’t covering the hard on that’s proudly on display. I know he’s big, any girl knows he's big when he literally cups his groin and lifts before he sits, but the way the fabric of his trouser sits on his center is not very forgiving. I clench my thighs at the thought of his cock and Harry catches me and smirks at my attempt to keep my hormones at bay before ignoring me again. When I caught him staring at my pouting, I spread my legs looking at him with an innocent smile.

His eyes bulge out of his eyes and he silently orders me to close my legs. I don’t listen and tilt my head, I try my best to look lost and confused about what he’s telling me to do. Sadly my teasing ended short when we’re called to be seated at the dinner table.

To my excitement my meddling gave me the chance to fix seating charts. I remember specifically telling my grandpa to make sure that people who know each other sit with people they don’t really know.

I walk my way to the dining room feeling Harry’s presence behind me. When I find my chair I smile to myself when my seating chart works perfectly because me and Harry sit near the end of the table together. Harry looks confused when he sees his name next to mine and his wife’s sitting next to the person right in front of him. I of course had to do it, to make sure there was no suspicion, but it makes me giddy when I see the small smirk when he realizes I sit next to him. Olivia having the opposite reaction sitting next to some old man who reeks of strip club and white collar crimes.

“ I want to thank my grand-daughter Y/n for helping me with planning this party, especially the seating chart to ensure no one is left out and will meet someone new tonight” my grandpa toast as everyone sits down. I try to shrug off the compliment and take a sip of my drink, slightly blushing at the attention given to me. In all honesty his approval means the most to me because that means I can slowly take my own place in the dynasty we have.

Olivia and Harry's heads whip towards me when my grandpa’s toast slipped out of his mouth. Olivia glaring a hole in my head. While Harry is trying to hold back a smile “ you planned this, didn’t you?” he says, hiding his smile with the cup over his mouth. I nod slightly embarrassed that my grandpa outed my secret scheme. Harry sits a little closer to me and whispers “ good girl” , his hot breath sending chills down my spine.

I squirm with arousal as I try to talk to Mr. Bines, also known as the man who I could use as a reference to get into columbia. Talking to him is terrifying because if this one conversion goes well then my future could be set in stone. If it doesn’t, well…I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.

“ You planned this party yourself?” the old man says, I nod yes not trusting my voice. He looks at me with a smile “well your grandpa made a good choice letting you plan this. Tell me, what do you plan to do with your future?”

I take a deep breath before saying “ I’m not sure yet, but I want to major in law” . My words come out shaky. I feel a warm hand with cold rings rest on my knee to stop the shaking. I look to my side to see Harry giving me a warm smile. I smile back and head follow my breathing to how his thumb rubs my leg.

“ Ah, following in the footsteps of your grandfather. What colleges are you looking into?” He questions.

“ I’m actually looking at Columbia University, actually I think my grandpa told me you were an alumni there”

“ I sure was, Actually you know the dean there is a close friend of mine. Why don’t we make a deal? Bring your grandad and your father to the golf course and maybe we could talk about me considering a recommendation for you” he says

I didn’t expect him to say that at all, but I wasn’t gonna complain. A smile lays on my mouth “ you got yourself a deal” I say. The woman next to Mr. Bines started a conversation with me. As she starts to question me on why I want to learn at columbia I feel Harry’s hand slowly move up.

I squirm as I try to pay attention to middle aged women explaining how admissions work. Harry's hand goes closer to my upper thigh and instinctively I shut my thighs, trying to stop him.

My attempt to stop him doesn’t work and as I start to speak his hand separates my legs and he rests his hand on my pussy. His action made me scared to speak and I decided nodding was enough. He doesn’t even try to put pressure or tease me, he just rests his hand there. I start to assume that it’s safe enough to speak “ wow, I didn’t see it like that. I hope whoever looks at my application is having a good day and-” a gasp interrupts my sentence when I feel Harry’s fingers pinch my sensitive clit. My legs clamp shut, but how his hand is positioned doesn’t allow me to, if anything it puts more pressure on me.

“Are you okay Y/n?” she says concerned

I try to close my legs as “ Yeah-yeah sorry I just forgot that I chose those appetizers for tonight” I bring the food to my mouth “ what a nice surprise” I eat another piece of food to shut myself up.

The woman looks at me warily as she continues to speak. Harry’s fingers follow the line of my slit, as he brings a fork to his mouth with his other hand pretending nothing is happening. He even starts to hum along to what Olivia is saying.

His fingers lower to my wet hole and move my arousal around spreading it. I try to move his hand subtly, but he doesn’t give up. I bite my lower lip trying to stop any noise from coming out of my mouth, as I try to think of anything not arousing to make sure I won’t moan out loud.

Harry sees my furrowed brows and my concentrated face. He smirks at my reaction and secretly whispers in my ear “ Don’t make it harder on yourself baby, let me make you cum”, I nod giving into his deep voice and let my legs spread wider.

“ look at you, such a fucking slut you know that? So desperate for me you almost flashed Niall. You’re so fucking in for it now” He say’s as he pets my clit.

I moan in response , but cover it up as a cough. As I let his fingers rub on the puffy nub, he takes his time playing with me. Talking to the people around him as he pinches my clit. I try to buck my hips for more pressure, but he only looks at me sternly and shakes his head no.

“ Be a good girl and let me play with what’s mine, you think you can control this whole situation? Hm?” Harry says condescending, making me shake my head no. When he sees my answer he smiles and says “ that’s my pretty pearl, listening like she should, but you know I need to punish you for not wearing any panties under that dress? Right? Think I fucked you stupid too much and now you think it’s okay to be a slut in front everyone. Maybe I should remind you who you belong to huh?”

I nod and comply with what he says and keep my legs spread. Harry decided to not pay attention to me anymore as his fingers were rubbing my little button. I sit in silence and look at everyone arounds me and feel relieved when everyone is in their own little world, even Harry. He was talking to an old man who sat next to his wife.

“ So how do you feel about the election? Do you think Mr. Astor will win?” The old man say’s

“ Honestly, I think it looks like he has a lot of loyal friends and well…I don’t think I can say much. I'm not very educated in politics, but I’m sure his granddaughter has something to say about it ” The British man says.

I look at everyone with flushed cheeks, not very prepared to talk. My mouth opens with no words coming out, but thankfully the words “ I think he has a pretty good chance Mr.Ruben” leave my mouth.

I soon was rewarded with Harry’s fingers inserting in my wet hole. His fingers pump in and out pushing my walls back. My hand under the table grips his thigh looking for something to hold onto.

“ you Astor’s are quite confident” Olivia comments

“I’d be confident, if I couldn’t be respected” I say to Harry’s wife as his fingers pump in and out of me. Olivia seems to quiet down after my comment.

I quiet down again trying to focus on the feeling of his fingers moving in me. He curls them up hitting my g-spot and it takes everything in me not to moan. I start to move my hips a little bit to help the knot in my stomach untangle. I watch as everyone gets excited and entertained by their conversations paying no attention to me.

“ You like this don’t you? The idea of everyone watching you, catching you being a little whore for me? Huh? Is that what’s getting you off? Or is it the fact that my wifes there in front of you as you ride my hand” Harry whispers, his breath fanning my ear and starting tingles down my spine.

I open my mouth knowing that he’d do something obvious to punish me “a-all of it. I like the idea of all of it” I say breathily.

He smirks as I grind against his hand trying to reach my climax. I can’t help, but clench around his fingers thinking about getting caught. I look to see his wife deeply immersed in a conversation and when I hear Harry start to speak I can’t help, but smirk at how funny this all is. How he’s talking to her as he pleasures me.

I start to feel the knot in my stomach to unravel, “ can I cum daddy? I’ll be good” I whisper to him.

“ I don’t know, baby, I don’t think a girl this messy should cum. Look at you soaking my hand in front of all these important people. Do you think your dear old dad will appreciate his sweet little angel getting finger fucked? Hm?” he says condescendingly.

“no-no , but I’m desperate please I need to so bad”

“ Fine, go ahead cum, want you to cover my hand with your mess, my pearl. Show everyone who you belong to, show my wife whose yours, pretty girl”

With the sweet name and his fingers constantly hitting my g-spot, I came right there in front of everyone. It took everything in me not to moan from pleasure as he rode out my orgasm. While I was cumming his wife looked me in my eye, making me smirk.

Harry bends down pretending he drops his napkin, while he looks me in the eye he sucks the cum of his fingers while looking in my eyes. I stare at him with my mouth open as he sits back up and smiles sheepishly as if he’s embarrassed to drop his napkin.

He shakes me out of my thoughts when his hand rests on my knee as he continues to eat the meal in front of him. I take that as my cue to act normal again. As I eat my main course I can’t help smiling to myself at the thought of what we just did and how much I liked it.

Harry catches me smiling to myself and squeezes my thigh, “ you’re beautiful” he says staring into my eyes. We stay quiet for the whole dinner, both of us pretending it’s just us here.

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Neighbors 4

Summary: Y/n and Harry have a fun time at a very important event.

Word count:3.5k+

After the night of the summer bash, life has been quite smooth. We both haven’t made any moves to give our relationship a title, but I’m quite content with what we’re doing now.

It’s been two weeks since the last party. I only got to see him once during the two weeks since he was busy with Olivia and work. While, I was caught up with keeping a clean image for re-elections.

From Harry: Can’t wait to see you :)

From Y/N: Me too! Miss u lots daddy <3

From Harry: Stop Y/n. Not tonight it’s important for your family and you.

I pout from his response, knowing that he’s lying and would take me whenever he could. I make the choice to leave him on read. Hopefully to make him mad or cause any reaction from him.

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“ Ah, following in the footsteps of your grandfather. What colleges are you looking into?” He questions.

“ I’m actually looking at Columbia University, actually I think my grandpa told me you were an alumni there”

I squirm as I try to pay attention to middle aged women explaining how admissions work. Harry's hand goes closer to my upper thigh and instinctively I shut my thighs, trying to stop him.

“Are you okay Y/n?” she says concerned

“ look at you, such a fucking slut you know that? So desperate for me you almost flashed Niall. You’re so fucking in for it now” He say’s as he pets my clit.

“ So how do you feel about the election? Do you think Mr. Astor will win?” The old man say’s

I soon was rewarded with Harry’s fingers inserting in my wet hole. His fingers pump in and out pushing my walls back. My hand under the table grips his thigh looking for something to hold onto.

“ you Astor’s are quite confident” Olivia comments

“I’d be confident, if I couldn’t be respected” I say to Harry’s wife as his fingers pump in and out of me. Olivia seems to quiet down after my comment.

I open my mouth knowing that he’d do something obvious to punish me “a-all of it. I like the idea of all of it” I say breathily.

I start to feel the knot in my stomach to unravel, “ can I cum daddy? I’ll be good” I whisper to him.

“no-no , but I’m desperate please I need to so bad”

“ Fine, go ahead cum, want you to cover my hand with your mess, my pearl. Show everyone who you belong to, show my wife whose yours, pretty girl”

Harry catches me smiling to myself and squeezes my thigh, “ you’re beautiful” he says staring into my eyes. We stay quiet for the whole dinner, both of us pretending it’s just us here.

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miss whore i miss u :’(

I miss u moreeeee! I feel really bad and I have so much half done blurbs, but I have been going through a really bad episode and have no motivation to do anything. :(

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when is part 4 of neighbors gonna be out

Soon I have been dealing with a lot lately but I have most of it done just need to finish the ending:)

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Hi, sorry to do a little self-promo, but I just wrote a fic basically ab a corruption kink with Harry and I thought you might be interested.

Omg it was amazing!

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Hi just wondering when we’ll be getting part 4 of neighbours! It’s sooo good

I’m thinking by the end of the week :)

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ew not an olivia wilde in your fic she’s such a bad person 😭

I’m not a big fan of hers too, but I only added her to add to the plot :)