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With his thumb stroking her temple, his touch remained gentle despite the friction and heat between them. "Good girl..." He murmured, his voice strained but sweet as he tried to keep as quiet as he could.

He had to be, considering all the people milling about. Doing this backstage wasn’t the smartest idea, but he’d never claim to be a genius. The moment she had pawed at him through his gym shorts when he’d returned from his jog through the stadium, he’d been a goner.

Harry would have liked to say he behaved himself in his dressing rooms considering he knew it was definitely risky and 100% unprofessional, but having Y/N alongside him on a tour had turned him into a little bit of a whore.

Feeling her gag slightly as she took him deeper, his hips twitched involuntarily and moved up without his permission, making him curse under his breath. His digits tightened in her hair briefly before relaxing again, removing his grip to stroke the locks he’d pulled a little bit. 

It hadn’t been on purpose, but her hot mouth felt so good that he hadn’t been able to help it. 

"Shit-M’sorry, baby." He whispered, trying to soothe any discomfort she might feel from taking too much, too fast. She wasn’t going to complain, but he didn’t like it. His other hand reached down to cup her cheek tenderly, peering down at her with a strained smile. "Just breathe through your nose, yeah? Don’t force too much in. M’happy just like this." 

Y/N didn’t protest, humming around him as he guided her head slowly up and down his length, being careful not to push too far, too fast. Knowing his girlfriend, she’d take it- she wanted to take it- but he didn’t want to hurt her. “I know y’want to take it all, but it’s a bit too much for you yet. You’ll get it eventually, but I… fuck, I don’t want you hurting yourself.” 

Even if it did feel fucking incredible to have her throat contracting around his dick, he knew she was discouraged by how much she could take. 

Personally, he loved any part of her mouth on him and he could cum just from her kissing on the tip, but she was determined.

The sound of her pulling back was obscene- wet, slick, and making his cock twitch with the damn sight of her. A thin string of saliva connected her swollen, puffy lips to his tip, glistening before finally breaking and falling onto his thigh before running her pursed mouth across the ruddy head of his prick. With her chin wet, her lips flushed and pouty, she looked thoroughly wrecked and so fucking gorgeous albeit seemingly frustratingly denied.

The pout? Fuck. That pout. So pretty with her swollen, wet lips and the softness he could still feel.

His hand moved from his side to brush away the stray saliva at the corner of her mouth, his thumb lingering on her lower lip.

"You good, baby?"

He was being a bit of a shit, really, because he knew what she wanted, but it wasn’t something he was giving her right now. In fact, it was probably one of the few things he denied her of. Pushing her down to take all of him was what she wanted, but he wasn’t going to do that when she wasn’t nearly close to that. 

Especially backstage, where anyone could fucking hear.

She didn’t answer with words, just that familiar wounded, stubborn little glare that made his lips twitch up and his cock throb against her mouth. Y/N had no idea how much he loved it when she got like this, a little bratty and spoiled in a way he’d only enjoyed with her. Her eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, and looking so unfairly used even though she’d only gotten a half of him down. 

Fuck, he was pathetic for her.

A slight huff pushed past her lips before she leaned forward again, but Harry’s hand returning to her hair stopped her with the lightest grip.

"None of that, now," he murmured, barely able to hold back the chuckle that wanted to escape. “Speak t’me.”

“I just want to take it all. It’s pissing me off.” She definitely meant it too, based on the way she was looking at him. “It’s okay if I choke a little.”

His eyes darkened at the grumbling, his hand tightening in her hair before he caught himself. "Baby... you know that's not what I want." He leaned forward, his voice low and gentle despite the light scolding in his tone. "I don't want you choking too much, I don't want you hurting yourself. Don’t want t’bruise your poor throat, especially not before a show. Slowly is better. Trust me, it feels fucking amazing just like this." His thumb brushed over her cheek, his other hand loosely carding through her hair.

He’d never thought he’d have someone pouting about wanting to deepthroat him, but it was a common occurrence now. 

Y/N loved his cock. She’d about salivated over it the first time she’d felt him through his trousers and whenever she could get her hands, mouth, or cunt on it, she did. It had shocked him at first, experiencing just how much she truly enjoyed sex with him, but he’d become a bit spoiled now.

It was ironic, really. Harry had actually been a bit nervous about her seeing him at first considering the fact that the relationships he’d had in the past had reacted along the lines of nerves and being unsure if they wanted to take it, but she’d been eager to get her hands on it. 

If you asked him, they were a perfect match. 

“I know.” She whispered, leaning her cheek into his hand. “I just want to make you feel good.”

"You always make me feel good." He promised, his thumb stroking over the apple of her cheek. "You have no idea how good you make me feel, sweetheart. You could jus' kiss it and I’d be a goner." He wanted to kiss that pout right off her face, knowing she was genuinely frustrated but it boiled down to the fact she wanted to please him. He’d never even hinted at her trying to take it all, but it had become her goal. 

The inability to take it all wasn't a lack of skill, it was genuinely biology- him being a bit too much for her mouth. 

That didn’t mean he wouldn’t let her try, eventually.

"But I love that you want to try. You take as much as you can without hurting, hm? Anything you give me will make me happy."

The shift was instant. The tiny smile on her face was sweet and determined, recognizing his permission to keep trying, and she very much did. Leaning back in, her pout wrapped back around the leaking tip of his cock, humming softly as she peered up at him with renewed vigor. Her tongue swirled messily over the slit, tasting the pre-cum with another soft hum of satisfaction, sucking wetly with little shame at the filthy noise it brought into the air.

It was arguably Harry’s favorite visual. One would think it would be the adoring crowd looking at him that he was going to face in a few hours, and that was one of them, but this image was above that. Her cheeks flushed, eyelashes fluttering, and swollen mouth wrapped around his cock, there was nothing prettier than watching her be so pleased with herself while pleasing him. 

“Gentle this time, m’love. Slow. Take a little more.”

Her eyelashes fluttered at his low voice as he gave his instruction, her pupils blown and locked onto his. She took him a little deeper without rushing, her lips pursing as she tried to relax her throat the way he'd taught her. It was a lot for her and he knew that it upset her that she couldn’t take him all the way, but she had done far better than anyone else ever had. Working on it for months, he’d been training her for it to make her happy and feel accomplished… but he would never complain if she got to take it all, either. Even taking this much was incredible. Her mouth was fucking heaven wrapped around him.

Bobbing her head a little as she moved a little further down, a whine escaped around his cock that vibrated through his length.

"Shit, that’s a good girl." He praised, his hand sliding back to cradle the base of her skull, fingers spreading wide. Nails gently scratched over her scalp, soothing both her and himself to keep his hips from bucking up into the slick heat of her mouth. "That's perfect. Just like that. You can get messy with it, baby. Y’know how I like it."

She took him a fraction deeper, throat opening slightly around him, and he hissed through clenched teeth. The wet, sloppy sounds increased as she leaned into it more confidently, tongue working the underside of his shaft. Pre-cum leaked more freely, mixing with her saliva and dribbling down his length, dripping onto her chin and smearing onto his sack, but there was no attempts to keep it clean. She looked so fucking pretty like that - mouth full, eyes glassy, spit coating his cock.

"That's it... fuck, sweetheart." His hips barely moved, just a tiny twitch.

Her mouth was a mess and he fucking loved it.

The wet noises filled the room as she pulled back until only the tip was inside, sucking fully and hollowing out her cheeks. She released it with a wet plop, licking up some of the spit that had dribbled from her mouth and down the length of him before taking a shuddering breath and diving back down, taking him deeper than she had before. 

“Oh, fuck.”

He felt her gag slightly, a cough vibrating around his length making him hiss as his stomach jumped from the way it had his dick pulsing, but he watched her. She wasn’t too far gone yet, wasn’t hurting herself, so he didn’t stop her. “Y’alright? I know it’s big, baby. So much for that little throat to take, you’ve got t’be careful.” 

She paused, breathing through her nose before giving him a hum that sounded a lot like ‘mmm-hm’ before pushing herself a bit further. Her throat convulsed slightly around the head of his cock again, and he felt the back of her mouth open up to take a little more. It was a tight fit, and he could feel the pressure building in his balls as she slowly took more and more of him, and drooling over the rest of his cock as her mouth watered. 

The sight of her struggling to fit him all in her mouth was both stupidly hot and troubling, making his heart rate pick up. He knew she was pushing herself to make him happy, and that alone was a huge turn-on, but he also knew his girl was very stubborn and she wanted to take it all more than anything. So fucking sweet, but so fucking stubborn.  

It wasn’t going to happen today, though. It was too much too soon, and his balls felt so full that it was uncomfortable. They were wet with her spit, heavy with the need to empty into her perfect throat, and he couldn’t hold on much longer. 

“That’s enough. D-Don’t take any more. Y’have to be quiet, m’love. Gonna make me fuckin’ cum.” 

The noises she was making, choking a little and sputtering on him on her own volition would capture the attention of anyone who paid too much attention walking by and he knew that. “Where do y’want it, hm? Want it on your face? Down that throat? Show me where.”

Her eyes were swimming with unshed tears as she looked up at him, pupils blown, her cheeks flushed, and saliva dripping freely down her chin onto his thighs in a messy web of strings that had him taking a shaky breath himself. She looked completely wrecked and yet completely focused, determined to push further. 

She made a sound - a frustrated whine against his cock - and shook her head. She wanted more. 

"Greedy fuckin’ thing, you're already at your limit," he warned, his voice rough. “It’s too big for that throat yet. You’ll… You’ll get more next time, fuck.” He cursed, head falling back as she added her hand cupping his sac. 

She was trying to get him to thrust up into her mouth, but he knew better than that.

Fingers tightening in her hair, he grit his teeth as he looked down at her with his jaw tight. “I said no. Don’t be a brat. You’be taken more than anyone else ever has. M’not letting you hurt yourself for this. You’re making progress.” He pulled her up and off of him, ignoring how his cock twitched it fell against his stomach. The devastated look on her face only made it worse. 

Never had he had a person be so completely determined to take it all. He’d be lucky if they took half, and she’d beat them all. Her infatuation with his dick was to his benefit, but she had no patience. 

“But H-“

“But nothing. Tell me where you want my cum so I can lick that cute little pussy up after. M’getting impatient. Know it’s dripping onto my rug right now. We’ll work on you taking more at home, but you’ve been edging me too long.” He caressed the back of her scalp, allowing her tongue to glide up the length of him despite her glaring at him. 

“Want it in my mouth.” 

“That’s my girl.” He praised, guiding the tip back into her mouth. The suction was back immediately, but he controlled how much she took- her free reign was done. “Such a sweet girl, just wants t’make me feel good. So determined and s-stubborn.” Tripping over words as he guided her mouth up and down a more manageable bit of him, he wrapped his other hand around the base and stroked in time with her mouth. “My poor baby’s a cockslut. Love it so much, but you need to be patient.” 

Maybe it had been the edging from her insisting on taking more and making him hold off his orgasm, but seeing her heated eyes staring at him, feeling her drooling down his shaft and onto his fingers, the vibration of her whine did him in. 

“Oh, there it is baby, take it. Take it, take it, don’t waste a drop.”

His hips barely moved but his cock jumped against her tongue, ropes of hot cum spilling right out onto it as the heat washed over him.

Y/N took it eagerly like she always did, her tongue working to catch every drop, her teary eyes looking up to his. The sounds were filthy, wet, sloppy, desperate, and he couldn’t get enough. So much so that he didn’t manage to bite back the deep, mangled groan he let out into the dressing room, head falling back as his balls emptied right onto her tongue.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck.” With his control back, he allowed himself to rock against her tongue, gently thrusting into her mouth as his thighs trembled and he watched her eyes water a little more as he went a little deeper than intended only to draw out pleased noise from her.

"Sorry, m’sweet girl. Got carried away. Just swallow it all for me, baby." His fingers held through her hair, gently holding her in place as the last spurts dribbled onto her tongue and she did as he asked, as his cock twitched inside her mouth.

"That's what I needed. Thank you. M’so lucky to have such a stubborn girl." He laughed breathlessly, voice wrecked and raspy as he stroked over her scalp, admiring the view in front of him. Y/N was the most beautiful thing in the world, but seeing her pleased with herself like this was one of his favorites. "Such a good girl for me. Took me so well." 

She pulled off with a wet pop, lips swollen and shiny, cum leaking from the corner of her mouth that he quickly wiped away with his thumb, bringing it back to her tongue. “Clean it up, hm?”

Y/N didn’t miss a beat, doing what he said and licked the pad of his finger up before resting her face on his thigh with the pout returning. “I could have taken more.”

"Could’ve, shouldn't." He corrected, his now wet thumb brushing her cheek as he regarded her with amusement. "You were gagging pretty hard on it, sweetheart. Not gonna let you hurt yourself. Especially when you have to talk to people comin’ to the show tonight. As much as I love that rasp it gives you, I don’t want you too sore and having to push through it." He knew she'd just try again next time, harder, deeper, determined to beat her previous record like it was some personal challenge. 

And he was definitely going to have to deal with that later. Alone, without potential ears hearing her gag on it and him growl the way he wanted to when he felt her choke.

"You did good though." He conceded, tilting her chin up to look at him. “So proud of you, even if you were a bit of a brat. I definitely wasn’t as quiet as I should’ve been, and that’s all your fault.”

Reaching for the box of tissues on the side table, he pulled one out and gently dabbed at her chin, wiping away the saliva and cum that had dribbled down. His touch was as tender as it was thorough, wiping beneath her jaw, around her swollen lips and down to her chin, smoothing away the mess with an almost clinical care.

"There we go. Pretties girl in the world." He murmured with a smile as she turned her face to kiss his thigh. “Sweet, too. I meant it when I said no one’s ever been so good to me. I love how eager you are, but I’m satisfied with what we do now. I know you can take it all, but remember how it took a few tries for you to take it all in that cute little pussy?” 

It had taken a few weeks to get to that point. Even now, it wasn’t every time that he got all the way in and despite her being a self described ‘size queen’, he refused to let her do too much. 

“Yeah, but that was easier.” Climbing up in his lap, she settled herself in it and stroked his chin, admiring the stubble there. “I can’t help that I love it so much. You’re my dream man. Even without the singing and dancing, which I love, you’re just perfect and I want to give you as much as you give me.” Her lips pursed as she kissed the tip of his nose before laying her weight on top of him, which he took to easily.