Different (6) (Patreon)

Author's note: hello everyone, just wanted to come up here and thank you all for the incredible and consistent support. I'm supposed to start posting the five monthly chapters tomorrow, but I already finished this one and thought it would be best to share it with all of you. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think in the comments. 

DISCLAIMER: SMUT

She walked upstairs with a stripped towel tightly wrapped around her body. Harry could still sense that she was still cold. They stopped outside her bedroom One in front of the other, but neither of them said anything to the other. They just looked into each other’s eyes as they tried to decipher what the other wanted without having to utter a single word.

“Are you going to sleep? She pushed a strand of her wet hair behind her ear.

He shook his head, too nervous and scared to say anything that could mess up what they had. She proceeded to open the door and gestured for him to follow her in, and so he silently did.

“Have you ever been with a girl, Harry? Y/N bluntly asked as she dropped her towel, allowing it to pool around her feet. He simply shook his head after sitting by the edge of the bed. “Have you ever touched one?” She slightly pushed him further into the bed with one hand on his chest.

“N-no” he shut his eyes wanting to smack himself for stuttering at such an inappropriate time. Although, Y/N found it very adorable and charming. She placed one of her legs on either side of him. Essentially, straddling him. Harry leaned back on his arms for leverage, even though they felt like noodles.

“Why not?

“J-just never had the chance” He shrugged, “I-I guess”. She wasted no time in connecting their lips.

He could never get used to the sensation of her lips against his. It was all too satisfying. It was urgent, hungry, and desperate. He could feel his heart rate increase by the second. It was as if they only had a few seconds to show each other how much they meant to one another. It was everything and more than Harry had imagined. Harry felt like she washed over him like a heatwave. His entire body tingled from just having her that close. She pushed his chest back until his back was pressed against the mattress.

Y/N pulled away from him momentarily. She left open-mouthed kisses on his jaw and neck. The tender brush of her plump lips against his skin left a burning path.

Harry built up the courage to touch her, and so he gripped her hips as she continued her abuse of his neck.

“Are you okay?” She asked him when she reached his collarbone. She kissed the tip of his nose in reassurance.

“Yeh” he breathlessly said, staring at her. Harry wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, enjoying her touch and kisses. Her hair was still wet, and it kept dripping water over their chest. His hands softly caressed her body. They came upon the strings of her bikini top. He fiddled with them not wanting to go any further without her consent.

“Take it off,” Y/N said between kisses

“Sure?” She bit her lip, nodding vigorously. Harry exhaled as his trembling hands reached out behind her and tried his best to unknot it. He sighed loudly and pulled his hands away, completely defeated and frustrated with himself. Y/N threw her head back and released a whole hearty laugh, provoking Harry one too. The entire scene was comical, but it was enough to relax Harry and made him feel more comfortable.

“I’ll help you” She reached back and easily untangled the mess that he had created. He inhaled one last time, preparing himself to get a glimpse of her naked breasts. Y/N pushed her hair back and finally tore her top off.

There she was, exposed to his eyes only. It was a privilege for him. Her body was a temple, and she was allowing him to glimpse it. They were perfect. Her breasts were incredibly smooth, slightly paler than the rest of her skin and a tiny mole sat on the upper outer half of her right breast. It was peculiar but he found it irresistible. Her skin screamed to be touched and loved on.

“Touch me, H” she whimpered, looking straight into his eyes with hooded eyes. Her smaller hands gripped his wrists and brought them up to her breast, encouraging him to have his way with her.

“Is this alright?” He ached for her, but he only wanted to make her feel good before anything else. Her cheeks had gotten slightly rosy, her hair was half-dried, and she had her lip tucked between her teeth.

“Just like that” Y/N breathed as her hands continued gripping his wrist. He filled himself with courage and leaned in. A small whimper left her lips as he kissed the newly exposed skin. Her soft moans only encouraged him to continue worshiping her body. That was until a different sensation ran through him when she moved her hips against his.

“Oh fuck” his whole composure was out of the window. She confidently smiled, satisfied with his reaction. She wasn’t going to miss the opportunity. Therefore, she began moving her hips in circles and back and forth. They moaned enjoying the friction against one another.

Harry gripped her hips tighter. His body felt hot like it was on fire. She pushed her hair back and pressed her hands against his chest for support. Her eyes were slightly shut, and her mouth slightly opened as she enjoyed the way she was making them feel. The thought of only the thin material of their bathing suits separating them from having sex was driving Harry crazy. He had never felt his pants tighter. It was even starting to hurt, but it was so worth it.

He ran a hand through his hair, slightly frustrated. He wanted more. He wanted to ravage her. The rhythm that she had kept was incredibly slow, but it was delicious. He could tell that she was coming undone, by how flushed she was and the grip she had on his chest.

“So fuckin’ beautiful” he grunted as he caressed her thighs. She leaned down and kissed his neck, slightly changing the position and causing Harry to come undone. She followed shortly after, giving him the opportunity to gawk at her.

Y/N rolled off him and lay beside him as she tried to catch her breath. Harry couldn’t believe it. He had just had dry sex with her, and he still craved her badly. He wanted more of her. He was excessively addicted to her.

None of them said anything for a few minutes, but they shared a comfortable silence. That was until she turned her body to her side and faced him. He turned his head towards her and caught her smiling.

She softly pecked his lips and pushed some of his hair back.

“Do you think this might work?” She rolled her body over his again, in search of some warmth. She laid her head in the crook of his neck and places a soft kiss on his jaw.

“I do” she responded, “You don’t?”

“I think…’ he paused for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. “I think it’s up to us. We just got to work for it” She agreed, slightly nodding. “I am willing to. If I get to be with you at the end of the day”.

“You are one of a kind, Harry Styles” she whispered after kissing him.

“Where are you going?” He asked, watching her get up from bed still very topless.

“Shower” she smiled, opening the bathroom door. “I would ask you to join me, but I know you won’t” She pouted, crossing her arms across her chest only making her breast more prominent. “Eyes up here, Styles”.

“Y-yeah” Y/N didn’t feel rejected, but it was still weird for her to get a no. Either way, she disappeared into the bathroom and took a ridiculously hot shower.

Meanwhile, he wrapped a towel around his hips and sat by the end of the bed, but not after checking the comforter for any wet spots. He could hear her signing which warmed his heart. It was cute. She came out, dripping water on the hardwood floors. She was never good at drying herself. Her cheeks were red, giving him flashbacks from earlier.

“Are you taking a shower? She asked, making her way into her closet. “Go ahead. I’ll just look for some clothes” Harry then walked into the already steamy bathroom. The shower was huge, enough to fit twenty people if she wanted. He took off his bathing suit and stepped in. He decided to take a cold shower instead. His mind kept drifting to the memory of her moving her hips.

“Babe?” She startled him, walking into the bathroom. He kept his back turned towards her. The pet name made him smile and feel giddy as if he were back in middle school, holding hands for the very first time.

“I found a plain t-shirt and some shorts. I hope they work. I’ll leave them on the counter” Her sweet voice echoed, over the running water.

“Alright”

“Cute ass” He heard her giggle and then heard the door shut. Harry chuckled and tried his best not to feel ashamed or embarrassed by his nakedness. He spent a few more minutes overanalyzing everything that had come out of his mouth before closing the faucet and heading out. He dressed in what she had left for him and went out to meet her, yet she was nowhere to be seen.

“Hi” she smiled as she shuffled into the bedroom in her slippers and holding a glass of icy water. She wore a shirt too big for her body and height. It was black with the logo of a famous back stamped on it. “Would you like some?” Y/N offered him some of the water that she had just gone to fetch. He drank the entire glass without hesitation. She pouted, “We were meant to share it”.

“I’ll go get you some more” He smiled at her, but not before gripping her chin and pulling her into a soft kiss.

“It’s okay. Let’s just go to bed” Harry waited until she got under the covers on her preferred side of the bed before getting in. She shut the lights as he tried to get comfortable. The sky was lighter, and the sun was starting to rise. The sheets were cold, making him quietly groan with satisfaction. There was no better feeling. He heard her moving around, followed by a click.

“What?” He whispered, watching the lightness of the sky disappear behind the automated curtains that quietly descended. He heard her move and instantly felt her soft, warm legs against his. He could smell the scent of her coconut and vanilla shampoo.

“Goodnight” she whispered after tangling herself with him.

“Goodnight” he whispered back, but not before giving her forehead a kiss.

For the first time, he felt genuinely content with the direction that his life was heading, and it was all thanks to her.