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H&M Home

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[gottaluvharry]

Break Down

Charles Leclerc x Female Reader

Summary: You’re on your period and Charles makes you cry

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Everything about today had sucked so far. You woke up on your period, Charles had to go to the factory so you had to go without seeing him, your cramps were amping up, you dropped your coffee and chattered your favorite mug, and now you forgot that you were supposed to make pasta for dinner so you didn’t have any of the ingredients at home and it was too late to go to the store. As Charles walked in the door, you heard the sound of his keys being set down and his shoes coming off. You knew he was in a bad mood just because he’d didn’t call for you like he usually does the second he comes in the door. As he rounds the corner to the living room of your shared apartment he sees you laying on the couch under a blanket with your favorite show on the tv.

“Hi baby” you say, sitting up slightly. “Hi” he says shortly. “Did you make pasta yet” he asks, making your stomach drop. “No I forgot to go to the store to get the ingredients, I’m sorry I’ll make it tomorrow I promise”

Charles wasn’t mad at you, truly, he was just in a bad mood all together. He sighed loudly and rubbed his hand down his face and turned away from you, he knew he had to stop himself before he did something he would regret. You just felt so horrible and you were so emotional that you weren’t even surprised to feel the tears slip down your cheeks. The sound of you sniffling behind him caused him to turn back around, his heart breaking at the sight of you crying in front of him.

“Amour” he coos, getting down into he knees in front of you and running his hands your hair. “Why are you crying?” You look down at your hands, not being able to meet his eye. “I just feel bad b-because you were working all d-day and I should’ve at least made d-dinner for you and I h-hate disappointing you and I really hate it when you’re m-mad at me and I got my period a-and my cramps hurt and I just-“ your ramble was cut short by a particularly uncontrollable sob. You didn’t know what had come over you but the singular question he asked you caused a pandora’s box of emotions to bust open. “Oh baby, I am not mad at you or disappointed” he said as he pulled your head into his neck. “I am sorry I made it seem that way I am just tired” All you could do was nod your head in the crook of his neck, still crying and gripping his shirt with your fists. He pulls away from you and guides your head up to look at him “I love you, and I’m sorry you’re hurting” he says as he puts his hand over where you hurt, adding pressure to hopefully help relieve some of your pain. “Let’s just go get in bed, yeah?” You nod your head and let him carry you to your room, happy that your boyfriend is always there for you when you break down rather than running away.

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This is so me, when I cry about one thing it almost always leads to me crying about a million other things:)

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[bits-and-babs]

14 - Joel Miller. Joel begging is such a nice thought :)

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pairings: Joel Miller x f!Reader

word count: 1k

warnings: very vague reference to suicide (character canon), use of a sex toy (m receiving), overstimulation, reference to spoilt orgasms, oral (m receiving).

summary: you punish Joel for going through your stuff.

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Creaking on its hinges as you push it open, the door to the entrance of your home is the only sound throughout the house as you enter. It’s oddly silent, differing from the months-long tradition of returning to the twang of gently plucked guitar strings floating downstairs.

“Joel?” You call, arching your brow as you kick off your snow-caked walking boots and leave them on the decking outside. It’s still freezing cold in Jackson; Joel always complaining about your freezing cold feet pressing against him as you cradle each other in an attempt to swindle more body heat.

No sound returns your call, and you begin to ascend the stairs quietly, your gun in hand. Multiple horrid scenarios flash through your mind. Had someone entered the house and attacked him? Had the grief for Sarah consumed him again, leading him to the gun storage locker in your shared bedroom?

Despite your dreadful assumptions, much to your relief, you find Joel sitting on the bed. His back faces you, and he’s hunched over something that has captured his undivided attention.

“Joel! You scared me!” You huff, releasing the handle of your gun and letting the weapon settle in its holster. Joel, however, nearly jumps out of his skin, attempting to shove something back into your bedside table subtly. You notice.

“Jesus-“ he scoffs, rubbing at the back of his neck awkwardly, “You’re home early!”

“What were you looking at?” You query, rounding the bed with a quizzical expression. Joel’s eyes seem to find everything but your own, the flush to his sun-bludgeoned cheeks telling you everything you need to know.

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to go snooping?” You muse, enjoying the caught-red-handed flush to his face.

“Where did you find them?” He asks, avoiding your question and peering at the bedside cabinet once again.

“A shop in the city,” you hum, reaching into the drawer and picking out the vibrator he had no doubt been eyeing before you stumbled across his curious frisk of your bedside. “Couldn’t help but pick a few up.”

Pushing down on the button, you watch as Joel stares at the rumbling sex toy in your palm. His gaze flicks tentatively between the silicone and your expression.

“Now,” you pause, a smirk playing on your lips as you click the button again to amp the speed of the vibrations up, “What are we to do about your trespassing?”

✰

Joel Miller is a man who completely devotes himself to total control. He credited the twenty years of his survival to being in complete authority of every situation he found himself in, passing judgement as and when he saw fit.

Authority wasn’t something Joel was willing to surrender to just anyone— which is why you appreciate his absolute faith in you.

His fingers grasp onto the bed frame with a white-knuckle grip, glueing his palms to the wood as you had requested. He groans out loudly and tilts his head back, at the mercy of the vibrator that you trace up the frenulum of his twitching cock.

Cum drools from the ruddy head, dripping down onto his soft abdomen and shining beneath the golden light of the lampshade resting on the bedside cabinet.

“You’re making a mess,” you hum softly, pushing the juddering silicon toy against the head of his dick. Joel, despite the shattering overstimulation you’d subjected him to for the past hour, rocked his hips up against the vibrator with a haggard breath of despair. “I can clean it up with my tongue if you’d like?”

“Oh fuck,” he gasps, eyes rolling back when he tucks his face into the curve of his bicep in an attempt to conceal his embarrassment.

“It’s okay,” you whisper, cupping his balls gently in your free palm. Joel’s body trembles at the simple touch, desperate to cum. “It’s okay, Joel.”

“Oh shi- Please!” He breaks down, choking on the words that spill from his lips, “Please, I need to- fuckin’, please let me cum!”

“That what you want?” You smile sweetly, watching his eyelids flutter as you press the button once again, the intensity of the vibrations at their peak as you rub the toy back and forth across the glossy tip of his cock.

“Yes!” He gasps loudly, jutting his hips up into the sensation as he chases the impending threat of his orgasm. It’s overwhelming him, rocking through his muscles yet failing to hit the summit. Joel slams his fist against the bed frame, spitting curses through his gritted teeth.

“Have you learnt your lesson not to go snooping through my things?” You smirk, watching as Joel’s abdomen flexes desperately against the building sensation of bliss.

“Darlin’!” He calls you desperately, begging you to give him what he needs.

“Or will you do this more often?” You ask despite his frustrated growl of your name. Studying his wet lashes and the flush of his face, you continue to tease him, “Digging through my things in the hope I punish you like this again?”

“Fuckin’- Please!” Joel surrenders himself to you wholly, begging in a cracked voice. “Baby, please, I can’t do this anymore- I need to- oh fuck, that’s it-!”

He practically stops breathing altogether when you slide the vibrator down the length of his twitching, swollen cock and take the head into your mouth. It doesn’t take much at all. One, two, three swirls of the tip of your tongue against the velvety skin, and Joel lets out the most anguished moan. He finishes in your mouth, cum pumping down your throat and coating your tongue as you swallow him down over and over, the spend leaking down your chin. The vibrator seems to keep it going and going, his body trembling with the sheer force of his ecstasy.

“Hoh- fuck-“ Joel gasps loudly, sucking oxygen into his lungs when he looks down at you. Even in his practically delirious state, he wipes the cum from your chin in an act of service, a feeble attempt to take control once again.

“You liked that more than you’re letting on,” you muse.

“No, I didn’t.”

Ellie’s right. He’s a shitty liar.

END

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[anonymoushouseplantfan]

Gotta confess I'm quite shocked with the documentary. When they left I was expecting them to bash RF, but to actually release such personal footage, and SO much personal content, I was shook. I read on a sugar blog that they (the sugars) have h&m personal content for the next 3 years now (to make gifs etc). It was absolute overload. Like it's one thing to reminisce personal stuff in interview etc but to give out personal videos and pics to everyone, was just, too shocking for me. THAT I wasn't expecting from them at all. Did you see that statement their team had to release officially after the release that Sussexes never asked for privacy? Lol https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.yahoo.com/amphtml/lifestyle/meghan-markle-prince-harry-release-150000871.html

I saw that. I was expecting behind-the-scenes content, but I was expecting attractive content, like the pics they took during their last engagements (FrogCott kitchen, getting ready for Commonwealth Day, etc..). Those were very nice.

But those were the only nice ones. Everything else looked like iPhone home movies (which they probably were) of unkempt people lounging around someone else’s expensive house (which what most of them were, I guess).They knew they were going to sell these, so why didn’t they make more of an effort? Did they spend all the Netflix money on drugs?

[hotforharrysheart]

Wembley Worship

It was going to be a big weekend; London was crawling with fans. Yes, the Wembley shows were going to be two of Harry’s biggest performances of 2022. The family was in and just as amped as ever. Pride was in abundance and the love was especially thick. Anne, Darren, Gemma and Michael stayed the night before with you and Harry. You all had enjoyed a nice catered in dinner at home and they had left this morning to go to brunch, do a little shopping and then Gemma had some new furniture she wanted to show Anne while she was in town. It was just as well; Harry had requested to spend the day at home relaxing before the show. You had volunteered to go with the group thinking maybe he wanted some alone time to gather his thoughts and mentally prepare.

“Fuck no!” Harry said to you while you brushed your teeth.

“Ok, I just thought maybe you would like some alone time, I don’t want you to be afraid to say so, because I can tag along with the others,” you say through the foam in your mouth.

“No, need ya ‘ere wi’ me. Said I wan’ed ta relax…ya keep me calm,” he says putting his arms around your waist after you’ve have a chance to rinse. “Don’ ya ‘no ya are my home…my happiest place, jus’ wanna take it easy wi’ you taday, m’kay?”

“I think that sounds nice,” you say turning around to put your arms around his neck, “do you have anything you’d like to do today?”

“Besides, you…,” he says waggling his brows, “Maybe a nice bath…watchin’ ya get ready always relaxes me.”

“Really?” you say drawing your head back.

“I mean…sounds crazy, bu’ yeah, like, watchin’ ya go through ya routine an’ all,” he says shrugging and looking to one side slightly shy, “S’a beaut’ful thin’ ta watch, babe, YOU are a beau’iful thin’ to watch. Makes me happy.”

“Well… ok, maybe you can help me. Gonna take a bath, shave and lotion, make-up, hair, clothes…”

He starts shaking his head, “Nope, no clothes on relaxing day…,” he says opening your robe and kissing your shoulder.

“Gotta get dressed sometime, H,” you say giggling but stretching your neck to give him better access.

He starts waving his hand, “Way…way…way…later….”

“Ya skin’s s’soft,” he says, hand trailing down your neck and then down your body, fingers lightly moving down between your breasts to cup you.

“Mmmm…love your hands. Love the way they feel on my skin,” your hands running down his shoulders to his biceps. “Love the way they feel inside me,” you tell him.

He kisses back up your neck to your lips.

He pulls back to look in your eyes and he smirks. “Know ya do. Know ya love ‘em on your bum an’ ya tits too.”

“Yes,” you say breathily.

“Fucks sake baby, ya s’wet. Gettin’ ma fingers all wet.”

“It’s what you do to me, H.”

“Tell ya wha’s gonna happen: ‘m gonna eat my cunt an’ taste ma honey an’ then, ‘m gonna get in the bath wi’ ya an’ wash ya hair an’ massage ya tits an’ then, we gon’ eat some brekkie an’ cuddle wi’ ya in our bed an’ then watch ya get ready. How’s tha’ sound?”

“Jesus, H, the things you say to me,” you tell him kissing him.

“Know how much ya like it.”

“Mmmm…I love it. Makes me so wet.”

“Mmmm…can feel ya drippin’ on ma fingers. Need ta taste ya honey an’ need ta taste it now,” he says picking you up and sitting you on the vanity. He grabs the vanity stool and pulls it over and pushes your legs apart, pulling you up to the edge. “‘Member when I ate ya honey when I shaved ma pussy bare?”

You nod.

“An’ now ya bare all tha time because it feels s’good, righ’?”

“Yes,” you say breathily.

His hands slide up your body to fully push the robe off your shoulders, hands sliding to your breasts, and fingers pinching your nipples, hard.

“Ahhhh! Mmmm, fuck! Do it again!”

He smirks, his fingers circling your nipples and then pinching them hard again.

“Ahhhh! Ahhh! Mmm, mmm,” you say, panting.

“S’ responsive ta me. Always ‘ave been. Love tha’,” he says, hands sliding down to your thighs, fingers gently sliding down your slit.

You whimper. “Harry….please..”

“Love it when ya beg fo’ me,” he rasps as he kisses your inner thigh. His kisses move up your thigh to your slit and he softly kisses down your slit.

You’re whimpering above him.

“Eyes on me, love.”

“Yes!” You shriek as he licks a hard slow stripe up your slit from hole to clit. “Fuck! Harry!”

He smirks and sucks your clit into his mouth.

Your back arches and your hands grip the edge of the vanity, but you never take your eyes off of the gorgeous man in between your thighs. You smile. You’re so happy to have him.

He pops off and pushes your thighs further apart, smirking up at you, his mouth and chin wet with your honey.

“Ya s’pink an’ swollen baby. Think ya like ma mouth sucking on ya, yeah? Ya ready to cum fo’ me?”

“Fuck! Yes! Make me cum, Harry!”

He bends his head to you once more, mouth sucking your clit in his mouth, middle and ring fingers at your entrance, sliding in and curling his fingers to find your spot.

You’re panting above him and your eyes roll back into your head as he rhythmically rubs your g spot. You’re gonna cum and cum hard. You pulse around his fingers and then your legs try to close as your orgasm bursts through your body and your back arches as you scream his name as you cum, panting and body jerking as he works you through it.

He’s kissing the inside of your thighs, “Good girl, always do s’good fo’ me.”

You shiver on an aftershock of pleasure, “M-ahh,” you shake all over.

“Shhh…aww, baby,” he smirks up at you thoroughly enjoying that he can get you there every time, without fail, “Ya cold?” He’s running his hands up and down the sides of your thighs.

You nod still a little shaky.

“Lemme getcha in a warm bath, yeah?” he says standing and kissing your forehead.

“But today is supposed to be YOUR relax day, and you are taking care of me,” you say on a shiver.

“’M doin’ exactly wha’ I wanna do taday, you are exactly wha’ I wanna do right now, trust me.”

He steps over to the huge bathtub and reaches across to the faucet on the wall and starts the water. He claps his hands together and rubs them together, “Sooo, whaddya need, bath salts or bubbles? Cream for shavin’, razor, soap, shampoo, conditioner…,” he ticks them off as he either collects them or finds them already by the tub.

Just then you hear Alexa announce someone at the door. You look at his face as it falls. “Could it be a fan?” You ask, seeing his crestfallen face.

“Hang on,” he says and runs to get the tablet to see who it is. “Looks like a delivery.” He picks up his phone and calls the speaker to tell them to leave it at the door. “Be right back, babe,” he leans over to give you a smacking kiss.

While he runs downs stairs in nothing but a pair of joggers, you silently hope there isn’t some stupid tabloid close by to catch a shot of him. You opt for some lavender bath salts hoping the scent will help you both relax. You slip in the bath and settle back against a folded towel.

Harry pops his head around the door frame and says, “Gotta s’prise for ya, ya ready?”

You sit up taller in the bath with big eyes. “Yeah, show me!”

He comes walking in carrying a huge vase full of lavender-, blue- and lilac-colored Hydrangeas as well as a paper wrapped bottle of…something…looks like wine.

“Oh Harry, did you do this?”

“Nope, but I bet we can guess who…” he says smiling ear to ear.

“Open the card, open the card!” you chant as he sets the vase on the vanity.

“OK, OK…patience grass’opper,” he quips and you can’t help a crazy giggle.

“All the best on your biggest night yet. Love to you both, Ron, Helen, Bennett and Thomasina”

“Oh, H, that’s the sweetest thing ever. Oh how I wish they could be here,” you say and wipe a tear away, “Miss them and our cottage so much…”

“Yeah, me too, love. Look s’a bottle of red from Camel Valley Vinyard,” he says pointing out the label on the bottle, “I’ll run put it in ta chill, we can hav’ a glass later. Wan’ anythin’ while I’m downstairs?”

“Bottle of water would be nice, thank you.”

He runs the bottle downstairs and comes back with a bottle of water for you to share. He wastes no time undressing and hopping in the tub and settling behind you. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you in close.

You roll your head toward the flowers and sigh. “I love them so much, Harry. They are proof good people still exist and come into your life at just the right time. I have a feeling we will know them for a long time to come.”

“Yeah, they are the best, I trust ‘em wi’ our life at the cottage. An’ tha’ says a lot since tha’s our special place.”

“Should ask them to a show soon,” you suggest running your fingers back and forth along his arm.

You sit up and turn long enough to kiss him. “I need to shave my legs, wanna help?”

He nods his head and smiles softly like he hasn’t a care in the world. Who could imagine he was about to play his first solo performance for close to a hundred thousand adoring fans in just a few hours.

You slip to the other side of the tub and pull one leg up over the side of the tub. It’s unintentionally erotic.

Harry sits up and gulps.

You grab the shave cream and start to squeeze a dollop out, but Harry pushes his hand out before you’ve had a chance to put it in your own hand.

“Wanna do it,” he says meeting your gaze.

He takes the cream and runs it up and down your leg until it’s totally covered. Then he sits back and fixes his eyes on you as you run the razor up your leg. You shiver and pull the plug on the water and let out a bit before turning on a small stream of hot to heat up the water.

“Can I do the other?” he says as you finish and smooth your hands over your skin looking for spots you might’ve missed.

“Sure,” you say without hesitation.

“Not worried?” he says cocking his head to one side.

You look at him admiringly and simply say, “Not in the least…I know you’ll be gentle.”

He returns the soft smile, knowing so much is being said although on the surface it seems you are simply talking about shaving.

He scoots forward as you throw your other leg up on the side of the tub. He kisses the inside of your ankle and the tip of your wet big toe. You let out a small giggle in response, and he runs his finger up the bottom of your foot. That makes you jerk your foot back and shake your head. He spreads the cream on your leg and starts to run the razor up your leg. He’s focused and concentrating so hard to make sure he does it right, but also safely. He has the most tender touch, but you can hardly focus on his hand because his face is so expressive. You reach out and run your fingers through the curl that has flopped over in his eye. “Needed ta clip it, forgot, was distracted…” he says smirking and making a show of scoping out your tits.

When he gets to your knee he’s kinda flustered…he’s moving the razor and looking at the joint like it’s a new discovery. “Let me do it,” you say and stretch your leg out straight flattening he joint to where you can run over it in three quick swipes.

“Whew, tha’s kinna delicate.”

You finish up and even shave your underarms while he watches.

He takes the sponge and dips it in the warm water. “C’mere,” he says, in his most persuasive voice.

You smile and move back to sitting against his chest.

He pulls the lever and lets most of the water out and you shiver. He runs your arms to warm you up and then turns the warm water to full blast. “Ya look s’pretty all naked in tha tub,” he says, looking down your body.

You shiver and giggle.

Once the tub is filled, he picks the sponge back up and rubs it along your neck and over your shoulders and collarbone. “Gotta make sure ya clean,” he says, voice low and raspy by your ear.

You shiver again but it’s not because of the water temperature.

He moves the sponge over your breasts, down your stomach and to your thighs.

The sponge is so soft and the water is so warm and the feel of him pressed against your back…it’s all very sensual. You lean your head back on his shoulder and turn your face and kiss his neck.

He turns his head and then his lips are on yours and you just enjoy kissing each other for a while.

“Here sit up an’ I’ll wash ya hair.”

You smile. This is by far one of your favorite parts of taking a bath with him.

“Love washin’ ya hair,” he says softly.

“I love it too,” you groan.

He massages the shampoo in your hair and grabs the handheld to gently rinse it before applying the conditioner into the ends of your hair and rinses again.

“Is it my turn yet?”

He laughs his breathy little laugh and says, “yeah, ‘m all yours.” He moves towards you and you have to move up to your knees to reach the handheld and the top of his head.

“You’re so tall,” you say, giggling.

He can’t even answer he’s so mesmerized by the way your breasts move as you massage his scalp. He can’t resist the urge to cup your them, his fingers circling your nipples.

You gasp at the touch.

“Wan’ ma mouth on ‘em,” he whispers as he bends his head to suck on your nipple.

You nearly drop the handheld as he latches on and swirls his tongue against your sensitive skin. You place it back on the stand and he pulls you flush against him, his face buried against your breast. He pops off and kisses up your wet skin. “Wan’ ya…wan’ ya s’bad. D’ya wan’ me?”

You press your lips to his in a passionate kiss and grab his hand and place it on your pussy so he can feel how wet you are.

He leans his head back, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply as if he’s just touched something magical. “Always s’slick, s’ready fo’ me, baby…always.”

You run your fingers through his damp hair, “Harry, don’t you know that my body will always respond to you, I was made for you…my body recognizes yours. God, I ache for you and wanna please you – that’s what makes me happy.” You cup his cheeks… “Right now, I want something from you.”

His gaze is intense and passionate…needy, “Anythin’, babe, anythin’…” he says turning his head to kiss your palm.

“I…I want my mouth on you, just like you did for me earlier,” you ask biting your bottom lip.

“Wait, ya sure?”

You put your finger over his mouth. “I’m in love with you, H, I wanna please you in all ways and right now I wanna see ya surrender to me the only way you do when I have my mouth on you,” you say with a coy smile, “doesn’t it feel good?”

“Jesus, fuck, babe,” he’s shaking his head and reaching for you, “feels incredible…so good.” He pulls your head toward him for a kiss. He’s gentle and insistent, taking his time to savor you. A moan slips from your mouth and into his and he returns it with a tangle of his tongue and a groan from his chest.

You run your hand down his chest stopping to finger his cross necklace as it dangles. His chest is so hard from hours of working out. At the moment it’s covered in goosebumps as your nail circles his nipple. You break the kiss long enough to just look down at his crinkled areola and pointed nipple. He shifts in the tub and his beautiful big cock pops up. You continue to circle his nipples, “Good?” you ask.

“Straight ta ma cock, look…” he trails off while you both look down to the bathwater.

“Sit up on the towel for me.”

He slides up on the folded towel, knees spread and you kneeling between them. You take a moment to pull him down for a kiss and then work your nails down the insides of his thighs. “You’re so strong Harry, your body,” you say eyes running up and down his long body perched on the edge of the tub. You look up to see him just watching you look him over. You grin and bite your bottom lip shy that you’ve been caught oogling him. You lean forward and kiss his sternum and smile as you place your warm wet hand on his hard cock.

“Hold my hair?” you ask.

He sweeps your hair with his hands and holds it in a ponytail with one and leans back with propped on the other. His head leans to the side as he watches you lick your lips and swallow. “I love ya, ‘no tha’?”

You smile at him and say, “I know, Harry, and I love you as well.” You lean forward and place a gentle closed mouth kiss on the head of his penis, never taking your eyes off his. You can feel the blood surge in your fist and see the pearl of cum leak from his tip. You flip your tongue out to lap up the bead that slides down the rosy colored skin of his head. When you pull your tongue back in your mouth you moan and he sucks in a deep breath. “Taste so good,” you comment. And he does, slightly salty, earthy and clean. The blood surges through that vein on the bottom of his cock again as he watches you swallow. He's hard as steel, but with a velvet covering, as you move your fist up and down slightly the skin gives way and rolls with your squeeze. You make a show of flicking your tongue out to take a long lick up the underside. He groans and his eyes roll back in his head for a moment, but you know they’ll be back on you soon enough…if Harry likes anything during sex, it’s to watch you and for you to watch him. You lick and kiss all around the rim of his head paying close attention to that little spot on the underside that is so sensitive. His grasp on your hair gets tighter and you know he’s ready for more. Taking his cock in as far as you can, you slide back pulling your hand over the part you can’t fit in your mouth. He makes a guttural sound, and you repeat your actions this time going just a little farther down him than before. You set a slow pace attempting to take a little more of him each time.

He pulls on your hair and says, “Don’t choke, babe…”

You push just a little farther and then pull off and pump your fist squeezing tight. Then you go back for it and pick up the pace going deeper and staying longer, pushing him to hit the back of your throat.

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ,” he groans, “Jus’ be careful baby.”

You answer him with a look through your lashes as you go down on him again and again and again. You reach down and cup his balls and he rolls his head back and chokes out a rather loud groan that echoes of the marble tile. You moan and pop off, “Feel good?” you say massaging his balls gently.

“Babe…” is all he manages before you pop him back in your mouth and suck hard, hollowing your cheeks.

“FUCK! Please…” he’s groaning, you know he’s close. It doesn’t take long before you can feel the tightest tug as he fists your ponytail, losing a bit of control. “Cumming!” is all he says, it’s just a one-word warning because he’s reached his holding ability. His thighs shaking, he bucks slightly causing you to gag a moment and then you taste the warmth of him cumming down your throat. When you pull of you are breathing heavily and he seems concerned that you are laboring. “My god, babe, y’ok?”

You smile and nod your head wiping your bottom lip with the back of your hand, “Yeah, just forgot to breath through my nose,” you chuckle slightly. “Was it good?”

“Fuck’s sake…c’mere…” he trails pulling you up onto his lap. He’s kissing you deeply and rubbing your knees.

You shiver and he sets you on your feet outside the bath before crawling out himself and grabbing a couple of warm towels for you both.

Just as you lean forward and twist your hair into the towel turban style, Alexa announces again that someone is at the door.

“Christ almighty!” he mutters. You wince at the disruption of your little bubble of time, but this time you know it’s a delivery because you have been expecting something about this time.

“My turn,” you say, “I’ll go…” You head toward the bathroom door to grab your robe when he grabs you by the waist.

“Uhhh, no, I’ll check who it is first, Jesus babe.”

You start to bite your fingers as you hear him tell the delivery person to leave it at the door. “Another fuckin’ delivery,” he spits out looking over at you. “Why’re ya bitin’ ya fingers?”

“Well, it’s my delivery, it’s a surprise for later…” you rush out guiltily, “It was last minute, so I had to have it delivered.”

“I’m sorry. I know you didn’t want any more interruptions today. I should’ve planned better.”

He comes over and hugs you. “No, baby, s’ok. Wha’s the surprise fo’? Me?”

You giggle. “Yes, and no I’m not showing you! It’s a surprise! I’ll go get it.”

You move to go to the door and he grabs your arm and pulls you back.

“Mine!”

“Harry!” You shriek, giggling.

He’s already at the door before his name is out of your mouth.

He’s giggling as he grabs the box and brings it back inside, handing it to you. “For you, my darling,” he says, handing you the box.

“Thank you. I promise it’ll be worth the wait.”

He grins. “Wan’ some food?”

You nod, “Yes! I’m starved!”

He laughs his breathy little laugh. “Ya wan’ ya usual from our brunch place?”

“Yes! Mmmm…crepes and bacon, thank you!” You say kissing him. “I’m gonna unpack this upstairs. Be right back.”

“K, love.”

You head upstairs to the walk in and open the box and smile as you see the Gucci logo. It’s extravagant but so, so beautiful. You open the box to find a silk chemise white with red hearts and a matching short robe. It’s perfect for his first sold out Wembley concert. It still blows your mind that 90,000 people are coming to Wembley to see him perform! It’s hard to wrap your mind around it. You’re so incredibly proud of him and everything he’s achieved and he’s only three albums in! You always knew he was gonna be a legend. You tuck your surprise away so he can’t find it and head back downstairs.

Brunch is delivered and you’re mostly eating instead of talking. “Didn’t realize how hungry I was,” you say taking another bite.

“I know…god, everything is so good from there.”

You finish eating and cleaning up after your much needed food. You’re stark naked in the kitchen, loading up the dishwasher when he wraps his arms around you from behind.

“Love seein’ ya all naked an’ domestic,” he says, smirking as he cups your breast.

You giggle. “Maybe that’s your next album title…just think of the cover possibilities,” you say, giggling at your own joke.

He laughs his breathy little laugh. “I like it…Harry Styles…Naked an’ Domestic. Need to find a laundry basket to cover my junk though.”

You laugh hard at that. “Oh my god…you ironing with the iron covering you,” you can hardly get it out for laughing, “or you behind a plant watering it!” Tears are streaming down your face you’re laughing so hard.

“I could have fun wi’ tha’,” he says giggling along with you. “Ya almost done? Thought we could call Ron an’ Helen an’ thank them fo’ tha flowers.”

“Oh, I’d love that!” You say, turning around.

He looks down your naked body. “Gonna hafta put some clothes on though,” he says, sticking his bottom lip out in a pout.

“I promise I’ll take them off as soon as we’re done chatting, yeah?” You say, smacking a kiss to his mouth.

“Hmmm…better take advantage while I got ya naked right now then, don’ ya think?” He says, as he kisses you and his fingers slide down between you.

You moan into his mouth and grip his shoulders hard.

He breaks the kiss and smiles down at you. “Let’s go call the Chapmans yeah?”

You smile back. “Yes, let’s.”

Ron and Helen were happy to hear from you and you were just excited to see Bennett and Thomasina through the FaceTime call. Harry thanked them profusely for the flowers and wine and for taking care of the cottage. He let them know that you were definitely coming to stay after the Dublin concert and they assured him that everything would be ready.

After saying your good-byes and passing along virtual hugs and kisses the screen goes black and, unfortunately, for some reason, you feel terribly emotional. You duck your head trying to keep things light not wanting to burden Harry with your emotions on his big day. However, he’s to perceptive to your emotions to not pick up on your feelings despite your winning smile and efforts to keep upbeat.

“Aww, love, I miss ‘em too,” he says pulling you into his lap.

“I’m fine,” you whisper with a forced smile picking at the end of your robe tie.

He pulls your face toward him, “Don’ hide from me, ‘cause ya can’, know ya too well.”

“I’m just missing the bubble we have there, I mean, I’m so proud of you and the life we’ve made together here, wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just miss the peace and plainness of it sometimes,” you say running your fists under your eyes. “But, like I said, I wouldn’t trade anything about our lives, I guess, maybe I’m a little nervous about the Pandora’s Box that is about to be our life traveling and working on the road. I don’t know what that looks like and I don’t know what scares me more, being in the way or getting lost.”

“Promise ya not ever gonna be in tha way…an’ ya can never be lost from me… s’not possible. It’s like this,” he says shifting you more toward him, “I can’t lose ma leg, or ma arm…an’… an’ survive. Ya jus’ can’ get lost from me… I wouldn’t survive, no’ a minute. Wouldn’t wanna do this, no’ anymore… wi’out ya, understand? An’ yeah, it kinna scares me too…I mean, wha’ if ya change ya mind about all this,” he says spinning his finger around. “Tha’s where we jus’ have ta trust an’ talk an’ face things tagether. Ya can’ hide what’s goin’ on ya head, ’kay?”

You meet his eyes, tears streaming down your face and nod your head. “I love you and believe in us.”

He leans his forehead to yours and places a gentle kiss to your lips. “Me too.”

“How about I make you some peppermint tea and you can come watch me get ready,” you whisper between gentle kisses.

“I’d love that, but ya hop on upstairs an’ I’ll make tha tea, you want a cuppa?”

You nod, “Yeah, I need ta prep my voice too, I have some screaming to do!”

You run upstairs and start to blow dry your hair. You’re flipped over when his bare feet come into view. When you flip back upright he’s leaning against the vanity counter smiling.

He makes a big to-do about fishing though your hair to get to your face, “Are ya in there, love? Ohp, there she is!”

You can’t help but think of the other times he exclaims those words, “There she is,” usually in the midst of an orgasm. You can’t help but squeeze your thighs together at the thought. While your hair cools down, you reach for the lotion, to which Harry claims is his job. He makes handy and handsy work of massaging lotion into the skin of your legs, arms, shoulders, back, breasts and tummy. It’s the sweetest torture of slow foreplay. Does he have any idea what having his hands on you does to you?

He plops himself down on the vanity bench when you’re ready to apply some light make-up highlights. You crawl onto the vanity counter and sit cross-legged and apply light brushes of blush and a natural color on your eyelids. Harry sips his tea and settles in watching your every move and chatting about anything and nothing. He giggles at the faces you make when you apply a little mascara, mocking you and rubbing your knee, in fact, he always has a hand somewhere on your body. You find yourself calmed and grounded by his touch. Maybe he feels that too and that’s helping him relax? He helps you run a brush through your hair and you opt to leave it straight because the forecast is light rain.

You dress in a Gucci specialty for the occasion. Your mini-skirt overalls match Harry’s outfit for the night and you match it with white knee socks that have red hearts and lace ruffles at the top. Harry proudly ties your matching red velvet Gucci Addidas’ shoes. You grab a white ruffle hair tie and pull it on your wrist for that moment when the hair on your neck stands up from his voice and the sensation sends shivers down your back. The time arrives for you to head to the venue so he can get dressed himself and begin to prepare to perform.

In the car on the way, you can’t help but think of all the fans who have spent the day waiting in line or meeting with friends to costume up for the concert they’ve waited so long for. When you get closer, the lines are astounding. “Harry, they worship you. You’re gonna make so many people happy tonight, I’m so proud of that. You’re so good to them and so good for them.” You squeeze his hand and lay your head on his shoulder. “I love you so much,” you whisper into the skin on his neck.

***Backstage, after the show***

“Do you need a shower?”

“No, had one already,” he says, kissing your head.

“Are you tired?”

“Depends.”

“On what?”

“On whether whatever ya have planned is good enough ta stay up fo’.”

You pull back to meet his eyes. “Oh, I definitely think you’ll want to be up for it,” you say, hand palming his cock.

He groans. “No’ tired.”

You giggle. “Good.”

You get home and as soon as you’re in the door he’s kissing you, tongue tangling with yours, hands pulling up your skirt to feel your silky panties. He groans as he pushes them to the side and his fingers touch your pussy. “Ya s’wet.”

“Mmmm…been wet all night,” you say in between kisses. “Let’s go upstairs, baby.”

He dives back in for another kiss, hands on your bum pulling you flush to him. “Feel wha’ ya do to me.”

You moan as you feel how hard he is.

“Wanna be inside ya. Wanted ta be inside ya all damn day,” he says against your lips.

“Let’s go upstairs. Have me any way you want me.”

“Fuck’s sake woman,” he says, as he pulls away so you can go to your bedroom.

“I’ll be right back,” you tell him as you go to the walk in and change into your silk chemise. You take your bra off but change into some red velvet panties held together with silver, metal, heart-shaped rings on the sides and leave your stockings on. You slip the robe on and walk out of the closet and slowly untie the robe as you get closer to him on the bed. You see him swallow, mouth slightly open. You turn around and drop the robe off your shoulders letting it fall to the floor, lifting your hair up and peering at him over your shoulder, lip between your teeth. You turn back around to face him, slowly pulling the hem of the chemise up so he can see your barely there velvet panties. It’s a delicious tease for you both.

“C’mere,” he says, voice deep and raspy and so turned on.

You move to stand in front of him and he gently places his hands on your sides, his eyes glassy. “You ok? What’s wrong?”

“Nothin’. I jus’…tonight was a lot an’… I love ya s’much an’… I…I’m jus’… happy,” he says, face buried in your tummy.

You smile, hands running through his hair, and you move to straddle him. “You deserve this, H. You’ve worked hard and people recognize that. And as for us…we were meant to be together. It happened exactly when it was supposed to and I love you so, so much,” you say, hands moving to his cheeks and kissing him, thumbs wiping away his tears.

He smiles up at you. “Now lemme look at my surprise,” he says, hands moving up your sides to your breasts and back down to the hem. “It’s beautiful, you’re beautiful bu’ I wanna see ya body righ’ now,” he says, fingers pulling up the chemise and pulling it off. He rolls you over onto your back. “Ya said something earlier. Ya said they worship me,” looking into your eyes, “they worship me, bu’ I worship you. Ya fascinate me, know tha’?” he says running his knuckle across your cheekbone. “S’like the way ya ma best friend, the way ya take care of me, ma family, cope with my….crazy world an’ then give me ya’self here…surrender…,” he mutters running his lips along yours, “ya s’open ta me, an’…I love bein’ able ta jus’ lose m’self in ya…love ya taste, an’ smell and softness.”

Now you have tears, “Oh Harry…please….”

“An’ tha’…tha’ righ’ there, tha’ sound, I hear the longin’ in ya voice an’ it jus’…jus’ kills me. I wan’ ya ta crawl up here, on our bed, an’ I wanna watch ya use that toy ya got in Paris,” he leans down to whisper in your ear, “Am I a creep ‘cause I wanna watch ya fuck yaself wi’ tha’ toy before ya take me?”

You grin sheepishly and shake your head, “You could never be a creep, Harry, I’m just surprised you don’t wanna skip straight to fucking.”

“Don’ know how much it fuckin’ turns me on ta see ya in our bed touchin’ yaself, an’ then ta watch ya cum, Jesus fuckin’ Christ.

“Okay…kiss me first?” you ask feeling needy.

He leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips eyes open and focused on yours. When he pulls back, you reach up to grab his neck. “More…” you beg and pull at his neck while he smirks.

“More kisses…?” he says dimple on full display.

You nod coyly, “Lots more, please.”

He cups your cheek and leans down with a slant in his aim. He licks the corner of your mouth first, then a drags a relaxed stipe across the seam of your lips and you open for him. Your eyes flutter shut the minute his tongue dips in. You pull your mouth up trying to take his deeper, silently begging for him to take the kiss deeper. He tastes minty and smells clean and soapy. You feel needy and squirm trying to get to him. He closes the kiss with a slurp of his tongue, “Everywhere… taste so fuckin’ good everywhere,” he murmurs absentmindedly. He dives in for another kiss tangling his tongue and holding your face still with his thumb on one side and fingers on the other side of your face. He seems to be a man on a mission, and you are open to receiving him. He pulls away with your lip between his teeth. You whimper at the sensation and follow his mouth. Your hips wiggle and you buck up slightly from the wet sensation of the kissing. When he pulls away it’s only long enough to kiss down your neck. “Ya ready, love?”

You nod panting breathlessly, “Yes, I’m aching.”

“Lemme take these pretty panties off first, yeah?” He stands and reaches down for the waistband. When he pulls them down, he can see the outline of the metal hearts indented on your skin on each side. The sight causes him to stop for a moment to trace the indention with his forefinger, “so pretty, I love these.”

You shiver and raise your head to look down at his finger on your hip, you drop your head back, close your eyes and groan with a smile. “Tickles.”

When you look up, he’s looking at the wet spot on the gusset of your panties. His eyes meet yours and he slowly brings them to his nose and inhales deeply, “Mine.”

“Yes, yours,” you say with a nod.

“Go on, baby, lemme see ya,” he says nodding his head toward the headboard.

You crawl up to the headboard and situate the pillows so that you are in a comfortable position. Harry walks over to the bedside table and pulls out the pink toy you bought in Paris for your boudoir photoshoot. Just the sight of it sends tingles to your core and you squeeze your thighs together and let out a light moan, that captures his attention. “Tell me wha’ jus’ went through ya mind.”

You pull your knees up and sway them to one side. “Thought about the first time I used that and how I imagined it was you… came so hard,” you say softly.

He palms his cock, pressing hard for a little relief. “I wanna see it.” He places the toy on the pillows next to you and lays down across the foot of the bed, head propped on his hand.

You close your eyes and dig your head into the pillows.

“Eyes on me, babe, I wan’ ya ta watch me watch ya, yeah?”

You look into his eyes and run your hands across your tummy, then up to your breasts. You cup them tightly and let out a held breath while he gasps and looks on.

“Pinch ‘em,” he rasps.

You do as he asks and pinch your nipples tightly and arch your back. It’s hard not to want to close your eyes, but the sight of him staring at you is irresistible. The tighter you pinch the shallower your breaths come. You can’t help when one knee falls to the side leaving your pussy partially open to his view.

“Wider.”

You gently lay the other knee on the soft duvet and your bare pussy is open to the cool air and his hot stare. Your hips involuntarily buck up slightly.

“Pretty.”

You run one hand down your tummy. Once you reach the top of your mound you stop and raise your eyebrows to him. He simply lifts his chin, and you continue. There’s an unspoken exchange of neediness and permission. You gently run your middle finger down the seam of your pussy, eyes never leaving his.

“Open them for me.” He says raising up slightly propped on his elbow.

Using your forefinger and middle finger you run them between from clit to drippy hole. You can’t help the flutter of your eyes and the deep inhale and high-pitched moan. “Harry, so wet.”

“Show me.”

You pull your fingers up and show him the shiny wetness on the pads of your fingers. You pull them up to your mouth and suck the wetness off. He falls forward on the bed, “Jesus Fuckin’ Christ!”

“Circle ya clit like I do.”

You run those fingers down to gather some wetness before you circle your clit. You use your other hand the pull the skin taunt on your mound pulling the hood back as you circle your clit a little faster.

Harry is fidgeting his fingers in the duvet, like he’s itching to touch.

“Wanna touch?” you ask.

“So bad, bu’ I wanna watch first, wanna watch ya make yaself cum on tha’ toy.”

You spread your legs wider the arousal turning you inside out. Because you want to keep your eyes on his you lay your head to the side and your chin resting against your shoulder. He cocks his head to one side scrutinizing the look on your face.

“Ya ok, baby?”

“Yeah, it’s just so intense watching you watch and seeing your cock twitch.”

He smiles a tender smile, “Turn the toy on.”

You grab the toy and flip the switch on to the lowest setting and run it down your tummy to the top of your mound. “Harry, it’s not gonna take long, my heart’s racing.”

“S’ok.”

The toy touches just the hood of your clit and your knee jumps and your toes curl.

Harry is noticing all the changes in your body. The goosebumps that run down the insides of your thighs. He can’t stand it; he moves up closer to you where he can run his hand down the inside of your thigh, “Don’t stop, babe.”

You flip the switch up a notch and run circles around the little hard pearl, a drop of wetness runs down your body.

He leaves his hand on the inside of your thigh and runs his eyes up to where you are biting your bottom lip.

“Don’t hold back, love. Wanna hear ya… this s’our home an’ our bed an’ I wanna hear ya pleasure.”

You whimper out a moan, “Feels so good.”

He’s has turned onto his tummy and is grinding his pelvis into the mattress. He reaches out and touches your wetness, "Put it here.”

You run the toy down to your hole, the lips of your sex hugging the pink toy.

“Christ.”

“Ahh… Mmm…,” you moan out as you run the toy around the circle of your entrance and he pulls his hand back as he feels the toy touch his finger.

Finally, you slowly begin to push the toy inside. Harry’s eyes never leave the sight before. He licks his lips when you stop and hold it there having pushed it in as deep as it can go.

“S’it good?”

“Yeah, but not warm like you,” you whisper.

You pull it out and push it back in and he groans loudly and grinds his hips that much more. He pushes himself up just a bit to kiss your leg. “Don’t stop, love.”

You begin to pump the toy in and out in short strokes. Then you run your hand in circles causing the toy to stroke your g-spot gently on every round. You can’t help the loud intake of breath.

“Ya find it?”

You nod your head and he says, “Can ya just hold it on our spot?”

You aim the toy for the spot and hold it there. You can feel your arousal filling up like a balloon that will burst and, truthfully, you aren’t sure what you are gonna do when the damn breaks.

“Harry it’s so much, I’m full…” you cry out pulling your knees up to the point where your heels are touching your bottom.

“Don’t stop, please, god, I wan’ all of ya, wan’ ya just like this.”

You curl your body upwards so you can see the toy deep inside you. He’s gripping the duvet tightly, like he’s hanging on for dear life.

You slow down, not stopping but slowing down so you can just hang in the moment. Savor it. You’re in a place where time stops and it’s just you and Harry and this love, this deep, intense passion that’s holding you both in its special clutch. The intimacy of him watching you orgasm from your own hand so very sensual and erotic. It may be your hand on your body, but he’s the one in control. With the glimpse of his eyes he can make you cum or hold you off all in the little space of your king-size bed.

You start to circle again and the intermittent stroke over your g-spot is felt from your clit to your hard nipples. You’re gonna cum soon and you’re gonna gush when you do.

“Harry, I need to cum, and I can’t….I…I..can’t stop it!”

“Cum sweet’eart, cum.”

The only sounds in the room are his pants, your whine and the sound of your wetness slurping in the pink vibrating toy.

“No..No…no, it’s…,” you knees start shaking wildly and the wetness is rolling down your bum and to the duvet below, “the bed…the bed!” You shriek and worry your bottom lip.

“Fuck tha bed, babe, cum, please don’ hold it, cum, my love.”

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,” the words get fast and faster and higher in pitch - you’re struggling to keep your eyes on his.

Then he leans forward and kisses your knee and that’s all it takes. The contracting of your tummy and the flexing of your hips pulse hard as you feel the orgasm all the way to your toes that are curled into the bedding. You can’t help the wetness that’s flowing out around the toy and onto the duvet. “Sorry, sorry, sorry…” you chant feeling guilty for the wet spot you’re making on your bed.

“Don’t be, I love ya an’ I love this, need it, need it all from ya. Can ya take me now, need ta fuck ya… please, baby… held on as long as I can.” he pleads.

You pull the toy out nodding your head so ready for the warmth of his body.

He sits up and grabs you and pulls you to him at the foot of the bed. “C’mere,” he says and turns you on to your tummy. “This ok?”

You answer by reaching behind you and pulling him close. He grabs your other hand and threads his fingers in yours.

Spreading your legs, you open yourself to him as he kisses below your ear.

“Love ya so much, love watchin’ ya cum, so god damned sexy an’ all mine,” He whispers as he thrusts inside you from behind.

You both groan as he holds himself there… stiff and deep. “So fuckin’ tight, babe, ya still cummin’?”

You nod and whimper.

“Aww, babe, lemme in, yeah?”

You pull your knee up on one side and that opens you up a little more for him to push those last few inches.

Bottoming out he pants, “Gimme a second…”

You both hold still. You can feel his warm breath on your cheek.

“Thank you, love, thank you fo’ lettin’ me in.”

Moving slow and deep he places open-mouthed kisses to your shoulder and neck, finally licking the shell of your ear.

“Can ya cum again?”

“It’s not really stopped,” you say panting with a furrowed brow.

“Come on baby, let’s cum tagether.”

His moves get sloppier and sloppier but no less erotic as he circles his hips the same way he does on stage. You love the feel of his weight on you, intensifying the pressure on your tummy.

“Touch ya clit.”

You reach down and rub soft circles on your clit and begin to pulse on his cock. He stills deep inside, letting out a groan you can feel on your back. You’re both shaking and pulsing as he lies stiff on your body.

“Jesus, babe, fuck, fuck, fuck…”

“Hahhh….Harry!”

He collapses on you and pulls you both to your sides so his weight isn’t on you. The room filled with the sounds of your breathing and the earthy smell of sex.

“Ya ok?” he asks.

You whine softly and smile, “I’m so ok.”

He snuggles in close to you and kisses your neck as you both catch your breath. “Lemme get everythin’ cleaned up.”

“Harry…no. It’s not fair. You just spent hours jumping around on stage…shouldn’t hafta do this too.”

“Stop it. Wan’ ta. Like takin’ care of ya,” he says, kissing your cheek.

You smile. “Thank you,” you say softly.

He tightens his hand on your tummy and you turn your face to his and he kisses you softly.

You sigh as he pulls away.

“Can ya scooch to the end of the bed fo’ me?”

You nod and move to the edge of the bed.

He goes to the bathroom and gets a warm washcloth and gently cleans you up, pressing a warm kiss to your knee as you smile shyly down at him.

You get up and sit on the soft velvet chair and just watch him move around the bed and bite your lip. You feel so incredibly lucky to find a man as good as he is.

He’s got the old sheets off and in the hamper and then he’s putting a new set on the bed. He comes back to where you’re at and picks you up carrying you to the bed and laying you down in the center of the bed, crawling in next to you and leaning his head on his hand and looking into your eyes. “Listen, I got waterproof mattress pads fo’ us. I don' wanna hear ya say ya sorry in our bed fo’ tha way ya body responds, because I'm no’ sorry, no’ at all.”

“I just…it’s messy and you might not want me ruining a really spendy mattress,” you say, scrunching your nose up.

"Buy a new mattress every damn day if I have ta, don' ever wan' ya ta stop the way ya cum fo’ me."

“Ok. I feel better if there’s a mattress pad. Thank you.”

He smiles and kisses you. “Ya welcome. Love ya.”

You smile. “Love you too.”

He pushes you to lay on your back and then his hands are moving over your skin as he moves to hover over you, and your legs open so he can move between them.

You sigh and feel the goosebumps pop up on your skin as he moves his fingers down the planes of your body, over your shoulders and down your arms to your collarbones and the valley of your breasts, fingers circling your nipples before his warm hands slide to your tummy. “Ya s’beautiful. Know I say it all tha time, bu’ s’true.” He meets your eyes. “The way ya respond ta me…s’jus’ unreal. Ya s’soft an’ I love ya curves,” he says, licking his lips as his hands cup your breasts, mouth placing kisses to your skin. “Love these tits,” he says, kissing a blazing trail up to your neck. “Ya smell s’ good…drives me crazy.”

You gasp as his hands squeeze your breasts and then move down, down, down your body to your inner thighs.

“Tha way ya get s’wet fo’ me…mmm,” he says as his hand cups you. “An’ the way we fit tagether. Ya take me s’well. Like ya were made fo’ me an’, Jesus fucking Christ, tha way ya taste…” he says as he moves his hand down further and his lips kiss the top of your clit, tongue poking out for just a taste.

You moan and lick your lips. “Harry…” you say, softly, your hands flexing on the fresh sheets.

“Gettin’ wet again love?”

You nod as you meet his eyes.

He moves his hands down your inner thighs to your calves. “Ya jus…ya perfect fo’ me. I always liked ya an’ I wanted ya bu’ I never dreamed it’d be like this.” He kisses your knee in front of him. “Never knew…wha’ we could be.”

“Me either,” you tell him, as he moves to hover over you and presses his lips to yours.

#Wembley worship #original content #harry smut #harry styles smut #harry styles fanfiction

[the-empress-7]

Does anyone remember the stories that came out that H&M were supposed to move in to the apartment 1 that was the former residence of the Duke and Duchess of Gloucester?

Now that they’ve complained about how Nottingham cottage was so small, could it be a possibility that that was planted by Meghan?

https://www.harpersbazaar.com/celebrity/latest/a20636755/prince-harry-meghan-markle-kensington-palace-apartment-1/

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-6240755/amp/Harry-Meghan-Kensington-Palace-apartment-1-4-million-renovation.html

https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/harry-meghan-set-become-neighbours-12499373.amp

https://www.vogue.com/article/all-about-prince-harry-and-meghan-markles-new-home-at-kensington-palace/amp

YEP. She desperately wanted the same size apartment as the then Cambridges at KP.

[saintmeghanmarkle]

Which came first Serena's plans or the Markles? Have H & M headed home to their kids yet? by u/QuesoFresca

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Last week, I flew to NYC for AddeConf23 on Monday 6/19 (a red-eye flight that departed from SFO at 9 pm and landed in NYC at 6 am). and flew back on 6/23. I was scheduled to given a client-facing 8 minute presentation on Aurora on Day 2 of AddeConf23.

I was stressed that 3-day weekend prior to flight a variety of reasons:

I needed to revise AddeConf script.

I hadn't actually sat down to memorize my presentation yet.

We had decided to keep the July 14 release date for Aurora at Ruchir's behest. This meant that we needed to perform the staging cutover to Aurora on Tuesday evening. This would be the first time we did the cutover in staging for shared AMP with all its services.

I needed to complete my self-review, upward review for Kaichen and peer evaluations for Denise and Scott.

I was trying to design/run processlist load tests for Aurora as well as make + merge enhancements to the DbTrafficReplicationResource that Scott had wrote.

By Monday, I was scrambling. I had managed to finish self/upward reviews, revised the script, and was trying to finish up running the processlist load tests. I barely had time to pack, rush to the gym with Janie, and Lyft to my flight at 6:30 pm.

The stress did not abate as the week progressed.

Tuesday

I landed in NYC in the morning at around ~6 am on Tuesday, made it to the hotel, and managed to nap for a 3-4 hours. (I had only been able to sleep for <2 hours on the flight). I began memorizing my script on Tuesday after the nap and before the cutover scheduled for 7:30 pm. However, the timing was all wrong:

We needed to wait for the deployment to finish first, which wasn't until 11 pm.

At 11 pm, ADIA was deployed and generated replication lag that obstructed the cutover. Ultimately, we decided at around midnight to try to cutover again at 9 am ET.

Wednesday

I didn't fall asleep right away and ended up being sleep deprived because I had to wake up early for the cutover. We finished the cutover by 11 am -- luckily without any major hitches.

This was my main day to memorize my AddeConf presentation and I spent my day accordingly. I actually went back to my hotel room to nap for a few hours before returning to the office in the evening to practice more.

Thursday

I could not fall asleep all night and ended up maybe get 1 hour of sleep (if that) by 7 am. I tossed and turned all night. We had to check in at 8 am and meet at the mezzanine area for AV check at 8:20 am. So I ended up just getting up to get some early practice in and hopefully head after the check ins for a nap.

I discovered I had forgotten to by a belt. I had to by it on my way back to my hotel for my nap at around 9 am.

The presentation was at 3:50 pm. Denise also insisted we do the cutover retro from 2:30 pm to 3 pm.

Luckily, I managed to get a couple hours of sleep after the check-ins/buying the belt and the retro.

Reflection

The stress and anxiety of the presentation clung to me all week. I couldn't even walk to the office carefree, listening to music/podcasts as I usually did. Instead, I practiced my presentation under my breath.

Wednesday night/Thursday morning was terrible. I tossed and turned all night, ate too much trying to sleep, and felt that awful pressure in my head that I had felt in college (and convinced me that I had an issue that could only be solved by eating more). Walking back from the office at 9 am with that pressure in my head and all my various concerns/worries (needing to buy a belt from H&M, hoping I would be able to fall asleep for a couple hours, needing to pick up some food e.g. a bagel from Zucker's, the impending presentation later in the afternoon, the retro at 2:30 pm) was dreadful.

I hadn't felt that way in a long time. It's reminiscent of my college days in Princeton doing school work, studying for exams, or even at home (e.g. the night before the MCAT). But this experience and this week reminded me how easy normal, day-to-day life is. Wake up early for a meeting? Do a PR review? Do a cutover? Wake up early on a weekend to go on a run? All of these things are a walk in the park compared to waking up early to give a presentation to the entire company + clients with basically NO sleep the night prior.

This shocking experience has reset my perspective on what's tractable in work/personal life and increased my tolerance for "true" stress and anxiety. For example, I now feel more motivated to wake up early and fix my sleeping schedule. On Friday 6/23, I wasn't able to sleep that well and ended up waking early (around 7 am) and went walking to LaFayette to buy Suprême croissants for Janie. But I wasn't miserable. I was elated. That walk, free from the stresses a presentation, felt amazing and liberating. On Sunday, I woke up at 8 am to participate in the Summer Scamper 5k run with Cindy, John, and Janie despite only getting 4-5 hours of sleep the previous night. I got a PR (21:14) and had a really great time.

Moving forward, I hope to maintain this refreshed outlook and move forward with greater enthusiasm for productivity, mornings, and life.

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What parenting tips do you think H&amp;M are going to share during their Archewell "Parenting Summit" in NYC? by u/RBXChas

What parenting tips do you think H&M are going to share during their Archewell "Parenting Summit" in NYC? My predictions:Have an attorney on speed dial to draft a watertight NDA.Make nannies an offer they can't refuse.Have paparazzi on speed dial so you are seen purchasing milkshakes for your children.Go to Germany and make loud comments about all the parenting you've done, but don't rush home just yet-- spend a week in Portugal first, then return home (sigh) to pick up kids from preschool because spending time with your kids is important, so the nannies don't pick them up.Realize your nephew is about to take exams for Eton, concoct something about fancy kindergarten entrance exams.Something about potty training because you read in a book somewhere that kids have to learn to use the toilet.What else? post link: https://ift.tt/TCHOZes author: RBXChas submitted: October 06, 2023 at 02:24PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

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