#backstage pants

I reveled in the silence of his now empty dressing room for a few moments. I felt my fingers brush over my lips, still able to feel his lips on mine and taste his mint lip balm. I grabbed my drink and walked out to stand off to the side of the stage and watch him.

I watched him sing and dance to his songs, playfully flirting with people in the crowd as he did. I knew he loved seeing me dance, so when ‘Kiwi’ came on, I made sure to put a lot of effort in dancing when he glanced my way. I smiled as he bit his lip and watched me, his lingering gaze sending a familiar heat flooding through my body.

As the concert ended, the crowd went wild as he stepped off stage. The cheers and noise went from deafening to drowned as he grabbed my hips and kissed me roughly. His hands grabbed at whatever part of my body they could as we walked back to his dressing room.

“What are you doing?” I heaved, watching him close the door and lock it.

“I couldn’t wait until we got back to the hotel tonight. I need you. Now.” Harry groaned as he pushed me against the door. “The second the lights went down, the first thought I had was getting your lips on mine.” He muttered and kissed me roughly. A dominating kiss of tongue and teeth while his arms wrapped around my waist and his hands grabbed my ass.

“I affect you that much?” I murmured.

“This dress and how perfectly it hugs all your curves. Your hips moving the way they were. Everything about you tonight had me wishing you were out there with me, dancing on me.” He groaned as he started pulling me almost impossibly closer and his hips started grinding against me slowly.

“We really should get back to the hotel, baby.” I whispered as his lips went to the crook of my neck.

“Here. Now.” He growled, his voice low and husky. He walked us back to the couch in the room, his body falling against it, leaving me standing.

“Take the dress off.” He purred and looked up at me. His eyes were like stained glass, every light, no matter how dim, reflecting in them. He knew I could never say ‘no’ to those eyes in moments like this, so I turned and felt his fingers trail up my back. He swiftly unzipped my nearly skin-tight dress and pulled it down. The heat from earlier that had dulled slightly grew into a full-strength fire as he kissed the small of my back, his hands resting on my hips. I stepped out of the dress and turned to face him, his eyes lighting up as I stood nearly bare in front of him.

“You are so divine.” Harry murmured as he kissed my stomach. His fingers started dragging over my skin before he reached up and unhooked my bra.

“You’re awfully handsy tonight.” I chuckled as his hands roamed over my body. His lips kissed over my stomach and now bare chest, his teeth nipping my skin softly.

“I can’t help myself. You’re just so fucking gorgeous.” He cooed before standing up and facing me.

“And now, you’re overdressed.” I chuckled and kissed him as my fingers went to the few buttons that were done on his shirt. The thin article of clothing fell away, revealing his chest and arms full of tattoos. I traced my fingers over the large butterfly on his chest and smile at him.

“If you keep touching me there, I won’t be able to control myself much longer, love.” Harry whispered, his accent thick. I looked him in the eyes and kept tracing over his chest, biting my lip and smirking.

I let out a small yelp as he smacked my rear and pulled me in for a deep, dominating kiss. I smiled as he pushed me against the wall before stripping his pants, letting his hard cock spring free. I wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked him slowly as I kissed him.

And then I felt myself pinned to the wall by him. His chest heaved, and he bit his lip as he looked me over. He ran his hands over my body, each brush of his fingers over my skin sent shivers down my spine. I felt him grab my ass and lift me up, my back against the wall as my legs immediately wrapping around his waist.

“I’m so happy to have you here, love.” Harry purred against my lips. I felt him guide himself into my entrance, both of us letting out a relieved sigh as hours of tension were finally being released.

Harry slowly started to move his hips and thrusting gently, moaning against my lips. I moaned as my back arched and my chest pressed against his. He pinned my hands above my head as he pumped his hips harder, each thrust punctuated by a deep groan.

“Feels so good, Har…” I panted before his lips covered mine. One of his hands wrapped gently around my neck while his other hand kept my hands pinned above my head and against the wall.

The light pressure of his hand around my neck and the quickening pace of his hips was a new level of euphoric. Harry was acting animalistic and it was pure bliss. I felt my body shaking against his and muffled moans escaped my lips as he stayed steady. His lips found their way to what part of my neck wasn’t covered by his hand. I gasped as he nipped and kissed my neck, his fingers applying even more pressure.

“So beautiful, love.” He whispered and nipped at my skin. His hips started moving faster and harder as his rhythm faded and his thrusts became erratic.

“So close, baby. Need to…” I panted as my body writhed against his. I felt him moan against my ear, his hand applying more pressure to my neck.

“Me too. Me…” He purred before his body stilled, his cock twitching inside me as he emptied himself. His body trembled, and he began to gently thrust again.

“You wanna cum for me, love?” Harry whispered in my ear. His breath was hot against my skin and that was all the push I needed.

I felt my body shake against his, loud moans filling the room. My body fell against his and he carried me to the couch, setting me down gently. I smiled up at him weakly and received a hazy smile in return before he kissed my forehead. I watched as he changed into a plain white V-neck ad a pair of sweats and then handed me a change of clothes.