callmescoutt

[callmescoutt]

the way he caved so easily to what she asked made her heart race, power pulsing through her as she pushed against his chest so he was flush against the sofa. she could feel her chest all but bouncing as she moved against him, fingertips surrounding his neck gently.

"$25,000. double if you make me squirt again." she teased, her breath coming harder and faster at the mere thought. she waited until she felt him get close to the edge before she tensed hard around him, shaking her head. "don't. i'm not there yet. don't come."

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

her eyes closed as his lips closed around her nipple, the blonde desperately trying to hold in her moans. she tensed around him as he spoke, knowing she was about to feel him moving inside her again.

"your favourite gucci jumper." she stated, knowing she'd never actually take it from him but sounding more sure of herself than she ever had. "and your face between my legs whenever i say."

her hips moved against his to punctuate her words, fingers knotting in his hair and tugging hard to make him look her in the eye.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

scout seemed to consider what he'd said with a slow nod, quickening the pace of her hips for a beat before pausing completely. she took his hands, bringing them to her chest that was still covered by her silk dress, her nipples hard beneath his touch.

"it's going to cost you more than the price of a silk dress if you want to come inside me again." she teased, eyes a little unsure. "i'm not sure you can afford me."

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

"is that a bad thing?" she wondered aloud, though she knew what the answer was going to be as she felt him harden inside of her. she felt more powerful than she had in a long time, especially as she started rocking her hips at a painfully slow pace knowing she had total control.

"look at me, h." she instructed, hands resting on his chest. her thumbs brushed over his nipples lightly, syncing her breaths to his. "the kinks you sing about, are they real?" she asked, head tilting slightly to the left as an idea swelled inside her brain

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

the blonde sighed contently into the kiss harry pressed on her lips, smiling against him before falling back into a seated position. she placed her hand on his thigh when he tried to pull his pants back up, shaking her head and biting her bottom lip gently.

"do you trust me?" she asked quietly, climbing back into his lap as she finally caught her breath. "trust me." she mumbled against harry's lips, taking his length and sliding back onto it slowly and carefully.

"i'm not going to move, i promise." scout whispered, brushing the hair away from harry's forehead as she spoke. "and i promise this will feel better than anything you've ever felt."

she didn't move or tense, simply peppered kisses along his jawline and his neck and let their bodies exist joined together. she'd seen men fall apart from this feeling, even heard of men coming from nothing but the warmth surrounding them.

"i want to feel this every day for the rest of my life," she whispered, hips rising off his and returning back down without her meaning them to

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

scout shook her head as harry spoke, the sight of him starting to fall apart inside of her making it impossible for her to keep herself together. her whole body tightened the second his fingertips touched her clit, her back arching off the couch as her third orgasm crashed into her like a tidal wave

"holy fuck - oh my god, harry." the blonde moaned as she felt him coming inside of her, her whole body shaking at the feeling. she barely waited for him to finish before she pushed on his chest until he was sitting up again, her mouth around his cock in the next second.

her tongue lapped at every inch of his cock, the taste of what come wasn't left inside her flooding her senses. she placed a light kiss to the tip of his cock before meeting his eyes, her heart hammering in her chest

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

scout groaned as she was flipped onto her back, not getting a second to adjust to the new position before harry's hips were slamming down against hers. her nails dug into the skin on his back as he moved, her moans echoing off the walls as she felt herself tighten around him.

she didn't believe that she'd actually had an orgasm from two minutes of being fucked and thankfully, he didn't pause long enough for it to matter. the pressure kept building again, the blondes body moving in perfect sync with harry's before she suddenly pressed a hand against his chest to get him to slow his pace.

"there's something..." she breathed between slow pumps of hips against hers. "something i do when..." the words weren't coming, but she was. her whole body was tensing around him and she knew she was going to make a mess of her couch. "harry," the warning was loud and clear to her, and she prayed he knew what she was saying.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

every nerve ending in scouts body felt like it was on fire as she slid down her best friends length, her eyes falling closed and her lips parted as she fought the desire to come apart right there and then. this is what she'd been missing? how had she gone so many years without this feeling?

by the time she'd adjusted to the feel of him inside her, a smile was tugging at the corner of her lips. she met his eyes with a breathy smile, the straps on her dress falling down her shoulders as she slowly rocked her hips once, twice, three times and then paused.

"you promised you'd fuck me." she whispered, her voice more daring than she'd ever heard it

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

scouts fingers fumbled with the button on his pants as his fingers slipped inside of her with ease, breath hitching in her throat at the feel of his cold rings on her most intimate place. she finally got it undone just as he curled his fingers, pushing against that magic button inside of her.

"oh, fuck-" she moaned, hands slapping down on his chest harder than she meant them to at the feeling. her hips rocked down against his fingers as heat rose inside her, pleasuring building in a way it never had before.

"i don't wanna come like this," the blonde admitted, stilling her hips despite everything inside of her screaming to keep going.

she lifted her hips off his lap just enough to reach down between them to wrap her fingers around his cock, forehead resting against his as she lined him up with where she needed him most.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

she nodded her head wordlessly at both of his questions, though she wasn't entirely sure what he was asking. all she knew was that she needed more of him and she needed it now.

the first feel of his fingers on her clit made her back arch, head falling back as her heavy breaths made her chest rise and fall dramatically. small beads of sweat were already forming on her chest, overwhelmed not coming close to what she was feeling.

"i want to feel you inside me." she whispered, bringing her eyes back to his as she rocked her hips down harder.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

it almost knocked the breath out of her just how easily he lifted her up into his lap, the blonde giving him all the space he needed to work his hand between her legs. the first feel of his fingertips on her underwear made her moan quietly, her manicured fingernails digging into his shoulders as her hips pressed down into the feeling.

"harry," she breathed, her insides aching as she pressed his lips against his harshly. her tongue traced his bottom lip, the feel of his warm tongue on hers for the first time causing another moan to rip from her chest

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

the words were ones she'd longer to hear for years, and now that they were out there she had no idea how to respond. with a shaky breath she nodded her head, promising herself to talk to him about in properly when she wasn't on her knees between his legs. with that in mind she pressed two more wet kisses along the waist of his pants, eyes glazed over as she looked up at him again

"fuck me real good and i'll think about it." it was the first real call out of what was about to happen between them and the air in the room suddenly got thicker.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

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the question lingered in the space between them as harry pulled her up gently, her eyes meeting his with a small smile. she knew the answer, but the last thing she wanted was for this to end. still, he asked her and she was never one to deny her best friend anything.

"you've always been just out of reach, h." the words were tinged with sadness, and she didn't know how to have them not be. "i've never had enough time to..." she trailed off, shaking her head as she leaned to press an open mouth kiss to his belly where it met the top of his pants.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

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scout had to squeeze her legs shut at the sound of the fabric of his shirt ripping, a side of him coming through that she'd never seen before. she'd wondered, but she'd never experienced it first hand.

she would have expected her hands to tremble as they touched his skin, but they didn't. the feel of his fingers helping her undo the buttons making everything feel exactly how it should feel.

"i have a few of your things," she paused as she reached the last button of his shirt. leaning forward to press her lips against one of his extra nipples, she let out a slow breath. "i've never been able to get enough of you, h."

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

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something about the way harry ripped the price tag from her dress had her sucking in a breath, the humour removed from the moment in a heartbeat. she was never one to let someone pay for things for her, especially her pop star best friend who everyone seemed to expect things from. maybe just this once she could let it slide.

she didn't say anything as she pushed his suit jacket down his arms, pressing kisses to his neck as she did so. her hands made their way to his chest, feeling every edge and corner of his body before she reached the bottom of his shirt.

"can i?" she asked, tugging at the hem of his shirt.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

scout shook her head without disconnecting their lips, pressing every part of her as close as possible. her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her skin, a tear dripping onto harry's cheek between them. reluctantly she pulled back, forehead resting on his as she caught her breath.

"i need to tell you something," she whispered, her lips brushing his as she spoke. a beat of silence past before she spoke again, the blonde trying to keep a laugh buried inside her chest. "i was planning on returning this dress, it cost a lot so..."

despite herself, she laughed. she could feel her best friends dick pressing into her thigh and she was pausing to warn him she wanted to return the dress? she squished his cheeks together, eyes meeting his for the first time since their lips touched.

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.

[callmescoutt]

scout nodded into the kiss as harry spoke, knowing this was going to change anything but unable to pull herself away from him. her heart was beating harder than it ever had, the lyrics from the song she'd just heard repeating in her head over and over again.

"tell me to stop and i will." she promised, pulling away from the kiss to lean her forehead against his. her hands pushed under the neck of his shirt, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.

"no one know me like you. no one has ever..." scout breathed, hips rocking down on their own accord. "say stop and we'll stop."

this had fast become scouts favourite tradition. was it a tradition if it had only been done twice before? either way, she loved it. this time around she decided to make an effort rather than just pulling on some sweat pants and a jumper. she pulled on the short silk dress she'd bought just for tonight, left her hair down but curled the ends to give it some volume. once her favourite red lipstick was on her lips she considered herself done, leaving her feet bare as she danced her way into her kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne.

she knew harry didn't knock when he entered her home, but she still screamed and jumped when she turned around and was met with his face. she smacked his chest twice with the hand that wasn't holding the champagne, frowning up at him before laughter slipped from her lips.

"you're an asshole." she laughed, popping open the champagne and placing her mouth over the top to catch what tried to spill out.