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meetmymouth · 4 years

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Harry and you visiting your family and haven’t seen each other in a while. And nearly faints when you walk into your bedroom freshly showered in his hoodie and can’t help but immediately get hard. But he refuses to fuck you in your childhood home with your parents right down the hall and walls thin as paper. You catch onto his neediness and decide to tease him a little bit. Maybe when you’re in the kitchen you brush his crotch with your ass then going oopsie sorry love. Or stroking his thigh while watching a movie with your mum, bending down in front of him, wearing his fav shorts or putting your boobs on display for him to drool. Please just give us some needy/horny Harry girl, i’m desperate 😫

warnings: dirty talk, smut-ish, not proofread as usual lmao

Harry’s fucked.

He’s completely, and utterly, fucked.

Though he wishes he was fucked literally, he’s just left with an aching boner and it’s almost as if his heart is beating at the tip of his cock.

Since Harry was on a break, your parents offered for you both to come and stay with them for a bit at their country house in Suffolk, and you jumped at the offer since Harry’s been stressed about the cancelled tour dates and everything going on business wise.

It was a beautiful house with large windows and a spacious kitchen and the garden was to die for. It had only been two days but you spent most of your days in the back garden munching on strawberries and reading together. It was bliss. It was, indeed, until you decided to tease Harry.

He loved having sex. He loved having you whenever and wherever but before you guys arrived, he told you he wouldn’t fuck you at your parents’ house and especially not in a room with barbie stickers decorating the walls. And you agreed.

But now, seeing you bent over as you pet the family cat, Harry regrets that decision.

You’re wearing an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts and when you bend over, the underside of your butt cheeks are visible and Harry just wants to reach and slap those juicy cheeks just to hear you gasp. But he can’t. He can’t, because he knows your parents could walk out anytime and the last thing he wants is for your mum to see your boyfriend play with your butt.

He groans when you reach and scratch where he wants to place his hands, and then you turn to him, just to give him a smug smile and Harry rolls his eyes.

He’s hard. Fuck, he’s so fucking hard in his joggers and he has to think about stuff like his grandma, his mum making breakfast or the time when he fell on stage and was so embarrassed just to make the raging boner go away. It kinda works. Kinda.

Now you’re all in the kitchen chatting as you and your mum prepares the chicken and Harry’s just having a heated conversation about Packers.

“I just don’t think he’s in a good shape, I don’t think they’ll score anything with that clown still on the team, you know?” Your dad shakes his head and adjusts his glasses as Harry nods.

He takes the carrot from your hands and starts munching on it, and his eyes widen when you reach and touch his cock over the joggers.

He knows no one can see what your hand’s been up to though since you both are standing at the kitchen island while your parents are on the other side of it. He turns to you and gives you a glare but you just shrug and continue palming him through the joggers. You smirk, because he’s hard.

He whispers your name and you shake your head, “What, babe?”

Both your parents look up at that and Harry wants to cry.

He’s so fucking hard and you just keep palming at his cock and now your parents are looking at his stupid face.

“Uh, just- could you get me some water, love?” He clears his throat and you smile at him all sweet as if you weren’t just touching his cock with your parents still in the room.

Once he takes the glass from your hand, he gives you another glare as he drinks and you send him a wink.

It’s nighttime now and you’re in the garden, and he’s got his laptop on his lap as he replies to some urgent emails and you’re sat next to him on the spacious sofa. Your dad’s already in bed and your mum’s watering the plants and you’re just humming as you highlighted another quote in your book.

He clears his throat when he feels your hand on his knee, right behind the laptop, and you look up from your book, “Alright?”

“Stop.”

“Stop what,” you raise your eyebrows.

He just rolls his eyes and keeps typing away on his laptop.

But you don’t stop.

Instead, you check that your mum’s not looking and then squeeze his knee just to get his attention. When he looks at you, you’ve got your fingers in your mouth as you swirl them around your fingers and Harry shifts, feeling his cock wake up at the sight.

“Stop it, stop, just stop,” he reaches for your hand.

You grab his hand and bring it to your left boob and his palm touches your hard nipple since you’re not wearing a bra.

“God, stop it.”

“What? She’s not looking.”

“She might. Stop. I can’t fuck you,” he whispers and you roll your eyes, then let go of his hand.

“Then I’ll fuck myself on this sofa,” you whisper back and lick your lips, your hand travelling to the front of your shorts.

Harry hears the water stop and he gulps, his eyes looking for your mother.

“Alright, I’m off to bed. See you guys in the morning. Love you both,” she starts walking towards you and you make a show of scratching the side of your thigh.

"Night night, darlings,” she squeezes Harry’s shoulder and then she’s gone.

You sigh and Harry watches as you start rubbing yourself over your shorts. He can see a tiny dark spot on there letting him know how wet you are and he lets out a groan, then shuts the lid of his laptop and places it on the table in front of him.

“You’re a fucking tease, y’know that?”

“I’m just having fun.”

You start rubbing circles and Harry has to adjust his cock because he’s once again hard. “I just- fuck. Should we?”

“Hm?”

“Should we... y’know... fuck? I’m so fucking hard, baby, I need you so bad.”

“You made me promise though,” you mumble as your eyes close, taking in the pleasure your fingers have been giving you.

“Fuck. Stop touching yourself, then! I’m so hard I just need- just need to get inside that pretty cunt, please baby. Let’s go upstairs.”

“No.”

“God,” he shakes his head and wipes his forehead, cringing when he feels how sweaty he is. “Just need something, please. Something small. Just touch me, please?”

You smile and place your hand on his head, ruffling his hair. “I am.”

“Fuck, no. Touch my cock. Please, I just need t’cum, angel, please.”

“Hmm... you gonna be a good boy then?”

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dailytomlinson · 4 years

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It was the morning after our staff Christmas party that I got on the horn to Louis Tomlinson.

While the entire office was munching on bacon and egg rolls and chugging coffee to revive themselves, I was in the studio, eagerly awaiting a call from the UK to chat to my favourite member of One Direction (yep, you read that correctly).

You see, unlike most folks who occasionally whack on ‘What Makes You Beautiful’ during road trip karaoke or follow Harry Styles on Instagram to stay up to date with his dazzling wardrobe, I have been a true 1D stan since day dot: X Factor.

As soon as the band was pieced together, punters began choosing their faves, most of them picking Harry and don’t get me wrong, he’s an absolute lord (I’ve literally travelled to another country to see Harry live, I’ve had his album(s) on repeat since their release and I have tons of his merch), but I was instantly enchanted by the quiet, brooding, eldest member of the band and as their popularity skyrocketed, so, too, did my love for Louis.

I guess it’s a combination of his sleek style, his dreamy eyes plus the fact that he’s sassy (his public feuds have rightfully earned him the name ‘Sass Master of Doncaster’) and also has a ‘yuge heart and loves his fans unconditionally.

So naturally when the band went on hiatus, I followed Louis’ career like a hawk and, my fellow Louis stans, our time has finally come ‘coz 2020 is going to be THE year of Louis Tomlinson.

Let me repeat that louder for the people in the back:

2020 is going to be THE year of Louis Tomlinson.

The excitement in his voice is palpable as he discusses his debut studio album Walls which drops on January 31, 2020.

“I’m quite big on lyrics, it’s important for me to be honest and real and, at times, vulnerable,” he says of the album.

“My fans already know a lot about me but hopefully I can bring them an album that shows them another side.”

This ~other side~ includes personal yarns and tales from Louis’ life as he explains that he draws inspiration “from my life events.”

“There were times in the past where I tried to write in a fictional sense, and there are a couple of songs on the album like that, but mostly I find it easier to write autobiographically.”

He adds, “Things happen to you and sometimes it might seem mundane but it makes you feel a certain way and it’s worth writing about.”

If you haven’t already listened to his latest singles, first of all what the heck is wrong with you? Second of all, go give them a listen and you’ll know exactly what he means by writing autobiographically.

He says his newest single ‘Don’t Let It Break Your Heart’ is “something that I’m definitely really proud of.”

“It’s a song trying to invoke hope, it’s about seeing the glass as half full as opposed to half empty and no matter what life throws at you, don’t let it break your heart.”

I then point out that he has a lot of positive, inspirational, anthemic bops under his belt and I ask if this is intentional.

“I think so,” he responds. “You always want to write lyrics that are relatable and inspiring, and I think songs like the song I did with Steve [Aoki] ‘Just Hold On’, it’s got the same kind of vibe of hope. I think it’s a pretty cool topic.”

He then talks me through my personal favourite, ‘We Made It.’

“It’s kind of about two things because we started out with just the title and what it meant to me in that moment was me picturing our first show of the tour and all the hard work it took me to get there and with the fans, it’s a collective, we made it here together, and that’s how the song started out,” he says.

Directioners will be happy to know that Louis doesn’t shy away from name-dropping his bandmates and when I ask him to talk me through the best moments from the past decade, he literally lists three 1D-centric mems.

“When we first got put together as a band, that was a magical moment,” he says.

“We didn’t know each other that well and we went through that whole journey together, so that was pretty special.”

“When we played Madison Square Gardens in New York, that was a pretty memorable one. All of our families came down to watch.”

And finally, “We were lucky enough to play at the Olympics which was definitely one of the proudest moments I’ve ever had, definitely.”

Speaking of performing with 1D, Louis’ forthcoming trip to Australia will be his first without his bandmates and he is, as he put it, “proper excited to come back.”

“The gigs [in Oz] are always incredible and also for any Brit, it’s the ultimate dream to travel to Australia.”

But punters who have been lucky enough to see a One Direction show in their lifetime should expect a very, very different vibe from Tomlinson now that he’s flying solo (~obviously~).

“It’s not going to be a massive production with any gimmicks, it’s just going to be pretty straightforward. Just a good live show focusing on music and hopefully we’ll have a good night.”

Going from touring with his besties to being on the road by himself (and the backing band, of course) is bound to be a huge adjustment that Louis plans on easing into.

“I like creating normality [on the road], I just like to be sat with mates chatting, listening to music and then head out onto stage.”

He also gave me this lil tidbit about his travelling style, which should come as no surprise to the die-hards.

“I’m notoriously a really bad packer, I always leave with not enough clothes and not enough things that I need.”

But while he’s often short a pair of sneakers or a sweater or two, he always makes sure to pack the essentials.

“I like to take tea bags with me on tour. You can’t get a good cup of tea everywhere so it’s important to travel with your own.”

Which prompts me to ask about his thoughts on our tea Down Under.

“It’s good, yeah! It’s good,” he assures me.

So now that we’ve discussed what 2020 will look like for him (including starting his sophomore album in the second half of the year!), along with his highlights from the last decade, I’m eager to know what his plans are for the next decade.

Brace yourselves for the response…

“Fucking hell, I’m not that good at thinking far ahead,” he immediately quips. Legit, there’s nothing I love more than when celebs drop an F word in an interview. It shows that they’re not doing the super-polished, media-trained thing and they’re happy just being themselves.

Frankly, if Louis didn’t swear in the interview, I would’ve been convinced that he’d been abducted by aliens and replaced with a cyborg. But you’ll be happy to know that in our nine-minute convo, he swore a grand total of three times which is a great score, IMO.

But anyway, back to the question at hand.

“Hopefully still making music, still making albums. My intention is to get better as a songwriter with every album, so hopefully still making music and still touring.”

We wrap up our good old chinwag with a message to his fans, particularly the Aussies who he’ll finally be treating to his angel voice when he plays the Big Top in Sydney and the Palais Theatre in Melbourne in April.

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louistomlinsoncouk · 4 years

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