#dunkirk era

"As you all know, we have the wonderful and talented Mr. Harry Styles here with us tonight!" James reintroduces his guests and the audience claps and cheers, especially for Harry.

"Y/N. Are you ready?" One of the crew asks. I nod, "Oh, yes." She nods and gives a thumbs up to some people.

This is going to be so fun. I've known James for years and everyone knows that Harry and I are friends, but what they really don't know is that we're actually together.

We agreed to keep our relationship as private as we could, for now. I'm honesty surprised we have been able to, It's more intimate for us that way, but Harry has been acting.. weird? I don't know. He's asking if I'd ever want to go public and I'm not really opposed to it.

But anyway, I've asked James to keep it a secret that I'm coming on the show, so I've been labeled as the surprise guest for weeks now, so Harry is going to be put on the spot, and we're going to have to pretend that we're strictly 'just friends'.

"As you all know, I like to play a little game.." The crowd starts to cheer, "What? I haven't even told you the game yet!" James laughs, "We'll, since you all know what I'm about to say next, Harry." He motions for him to get to come over to him.

Harry gets up and pulls his suit jacket down as he walks over to him, "Yes, James." He lays an arm around his shoulder. James looks at him with a smile and starts to laugh, "Are you ready to either spill your guts or fill your guts?"

Harry covers his face and laughs, "Oh god. I knew it."

James laughs and motions to the table, "Why don't you go and have a seat over there, but don't touch anything!" Harry walks over to the table and has a seat.

"Now, Harry. You know how this game works correct?" James walks over and sits down across from Harry.

"The title is uh, pretty explanatory, James." Harry chuckles.

"Right, right. Of course it is." James rolls his eyes exaggeratedly and reads his cards, "Oh wait. One more thing before we get started."

"Okay." Harry nods.

"I won't be doing this challenge with you." James stands up and laughs, "Everybody, if you would please give a wonderful round of applause for the very talented and very beautiful Y/N Y/L/N!"

James claps and turns to welcome me onto the stage.

I walk out smiling as I wave my hands to the crowd. I walk over to give James a hug, "Hello, hello." He kisses my cheek, "Hello there, love. How are you?"

I nod, "I'm good, how are you?" He smiles, "I'm great. You look amazing by the way." I smile and wave to the crowd again.

Harry looks at James, "Now I see why you wouldn't tell me who the surprise guest was." He smiles and shakes his head.

I smile and walk over to greet Harry, keeping it very professional. He kisses my cheek, "Hello, darling." I walk around to take my seat and Harry gets up and helps me push my chair in.

"What a gentleman, yeah?" James motions towards Harry. Harry bats the air and pretends to be shy.

That man is not shy around me, let me tell you.

"Okay." I look down at the table and make a face, "Harry? You want to go first?" He shakes his head quickly while smiling, "No, all you."

I roll my eyes, "Fine." I bite my lip and tap my fingers on the table, anticipating Harry's first question for me.

"Y/N."

"Harry."

"On your phone.." he smirks and the crowd "oohs", "Calm down, I didn't even ask the question yet." He laughs and looks at me, "On your phone, what is the last thing you google searched?"

He leans back in his seat and watches me as I think.

I shake my head, "I don't.. I don't know."

Then it hits me, "Oh. Oh no. I can't- nope. It's embarrassing, we'll not.. no." I laugh and can feel my cheeks getting red.

"Y/N? Is it that bad?" James asks leaning in. I shake my head, "Not really.. just like.. personal?" I shrug, "Oh god that's not-" I look down at the glass in front of me, "What the hell is this James?"

Harry wags his finger at me, "Naughty, naughty." I roll my eyes and look at James, "Y/N.. that is blended up fish with plain yogurt."

I gag and shake my head, "I was-" I laugh and cover my face, I lean back and hold my arms out, "Vibrators. I was looking up vibrators. A girl has needs, people."

The crowd cheers for me as I look over at Harry and his brow cocks up as he smirks.

He clears his throat and looks up, "Definitely didn't expect that." He laughs, "Go." He nods towards me and I shake my head with a smile, "hmm."

"Y/N, what are you going to ask Harry?" James asks walking over and sitting down.

"Are there any songs on any of your albums that are about me?" I rest my elbows on the table, knowing damn well there is because he told me himself.

The crowd 'Oohs' again and Harry shakes his head laughing, "Yeah, actually there's track.." he mumbles into his napkin, "On the-" he mumbles into his napkin again, "Album."

He shakes his head and tucks the fabric into his shirt. I laugh and clap my hands together, "You don't have to eat that. You can just tell us."

He looks up at me, to the crowd, at James then back at me, "Bull Penis.. sounds.. delightful." Harry shakes his head, "Can I just tell you one?"

I look at James and he looks at Harry shocked, "So there's more than one?"

Harry cuts a piece of the disgusting food off and locks eyes with me as he pulls it off with his teeth, "That's disgusting." He says leaning over to spit it into the garbage can.

He takes the napkin and wipes off his mouth, tongue and teeth. The crowd absolutely loses it with laughter. Harry turns to the crowd, "It's really not that complicated to figure out." He laughs.

I shrug, "Wow. Looks like I'll have to give your albums another listen." I smile and shake my head, "I'm nervous for the next one."

He laughs and nods towards me, "Rank my Movies." I lean my head back, "Damn it, Harry." I shake my head and spin the table, slowly looking at my options, "My policeman, Don't Worry Darling, and Dunkirk."

James scoffs and laughs, "My god that was fast."

Harry nods, "I honestly didn't expect you to answer." He laughs and claps for me, "Thank you."

I shrug, "I'm not eating bird saliva, sorry."

"Okay, y/n, you get the final question and Harry, you get the final spill or fill." James taps the table, "Let's do this. Drum roll please.."

The crowd drums their legs and I smirk slightly.

"Is it true, Mr. Styles." I lean forward a bit, "About what the magazines say?"

He leans in, "What do they say exactly?"

"That there's a possible future Mrs. Styles floating around with you?"

Harry's smirk turns into a slow smile as he quickly picks up on what I'm asking. He gives me a look and I nod and smile, "Go on. Tell us or enjoy those delicious-" I lean over and pick up the the card, "grasshoppers in ghost pepper sauce."

He look at the crowd and looks over at James, "I will say.." he picks up the napkin, "You know.." he laughs and shakes his head, "These grasshoppers don't look half bad."

I hide my smile behind my hands and watch as he teases everyone.

"So Harry." James says, "Is it spill or fill?"

Harry stares at the plate and then his eyes glance up at me. I nod once and my heart starts pounding.

"Spill."

The crowd goes absolutely insane and James leans in, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Alright, alright, alright." He waves his hand to get the crowd to quiet down.

I look over at the crowd and lean back in my seat, "Spill your guts, Styles." I smirk, "We're all dying to know."

He sighs, "I've had a girlfriend for four, going on five years now." James mouth drops and he looks over at me, "What?"

I laugh and shrug.

The crowd loses it again and Harry laughs and shakes his head, "You'll know who she is soon enough and that's all I'm giving you!" Harry stands up and throws the napkin down, "That's all I'm giving you." He walks away and turns around laughing.

God I love his laugh and smile.

I'm so in love with this man, it's insane.

"Wow." James covers his mouth, "What on earth, y/n. You just got Harry to-" he stands up and walks over to him, "Come on, you have to tell us one thing. Do we know her?"

He smiles and nods, "Mhm."

"Wow. Unbelievable! There you have it ladies and gentleman. Mr. Harry styles and Y/N Y/L/N!"

I walk over and stand on the other side of James. I smile and wave to the crowd when they suddenly gasp and start screaming.

"What's going on?" I look at James and he quickly turns around and gasps with a smile, "Oh my god."

I turn around to see Harry down on one knee. I cover my mouth and my eyes instantly well up with tears, "Harry."

"It's y/n!?" James yells, "Oh. my. god." He gets the crowd to quiet down and he holds his card over his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes now, too.

I look back down at Harry and he smiles, "Y/N, you stuck by me these past, almost five years and I am forever grateful for you. You kept me going and stayed with me through the highs and lows of making music. I want you to be the one who continues to do that for me in ever single thing for the rest of my life. Will you please, do me the honor in marrying me?"

I don't even have to think about my answer, "Yes. Yes. Yes!" He hugs me as he stands up, lifting me off the ground. He spins me around and sets me down, immediately taking my hand to slide the ring on.

"What did we just witness here today? Magic. Absolute magic!" James hugs us both and congratulates us.

"What a way to end the show. They really had us going there for a while, didn't they?" He claps and thanks the crowd, "Goodnight!"

We walk backstage and I look up at Harry, "I had no idea you were going to do this, I thought we just talked about confirming that we were dating."

"We just did." He leans down and kisses me, "Now if you don't mind. I want to take my new fiancée and fuck her in my dressing room."

My cheeks get hot as Harry lays a hand on my back.

James stops us and congratulates us again.

"Thanks, mate." Harry pats his shoulder, "We're off to celebrate."

"Don't break anything please." James laughs with a sigh as we practically run into Harry's dressing room.

He shuts and locks the door, peeling my dress from my body. He shrugs off his plaid jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt, "You just got so much sexier, Mrs. Styles."

He throws his shirt down and pushes his body against mine. His lips attack my lips before they quickly move down my neck.

He lifts me up and takes me over to the couch, setting me down and getting on his knees between mine.

He leans up and kisses down my chest. His hands kneading my boobs. I moan as he sucks and leaves a little trail of bite marks down to where he takes one of my nipple into his mouth.

I moan and arch my back as he holds it between his teeth and flicks it with his tongue.

"Harry." I moan tangling my fingers in his hair. He switches and does the same to my other boob, only this time he takes a hand and slides it down to my pussy.

His fingers slide up and down my slit teasingly.

"You're so fucking wet, baby. Fuck." He groans kissing and leaning another trail of bite marks down my stomach.

He slips two fingers in and I gasp, pulling his hair tighter. He moan as my action and kisses down my one thigh.

His fingers move in and out and I can hear how wet I am.

"You hear that baby? You hear how soaked you are for me?" He looks up at me and I look down at him, nodding as my eyes roll back, "Ye- yes, baby." I grip the couch and arch my back.

"I'm going to devour you. You're so fucking- Mm." He groans and dives in, licking and sucking my clit as he fucks me with his gorgeous hands.

I moan loudly and struggle to keep it together.

I can feel the pressure. I can feel myself getting ready to cum.

He quickly slips in another finger and curls them upward as he thrust them in and out.

I brings my arm up by my head and dig my nails into the back of the couch, "oh fuck!"

"That was fucking hot, sweetheart." He pulls out and lifts his hand up, liquid drips off and onto the floor. I smile shyly and shake my head.

"Don't be shy baby. You squirted all over me. I love when you do that to me." He smiles and goes right back to eating me out.

His tongue fucks my pussy. His nose rubs against my clit. His fingers squeeze my thighs. He sends me into absolute bliss, "H-ha-" I arch my back and my legs shake against his body.

He continues to eat me out until I'm panting.

"You taste so fucking good. Fuck. I can't get enough of my fiancée and her delicious fucking pussy." He goes back down and the pleasuring sensation makes my mind go blank.

All I can do is moan.

He pulls away and come up, his lips wet with my slick. He kisses me and I wrap an arm around his neck.

"Did that feel good, baby?" He kisses down my neck slowly, "Are you okay?" I nod and smile, "That was amazing."

He smile and kisses back up to my lips, "Want to continue?"

"Please." I whimper, "I need you."

He stands up and take the rest of his clothes off, gently positioning me on the couch, "You're so beautiful when you're fucked."

I smile and bite my lip as he pushes my leg up slowly, "You're so fucking-" He moans as he slips the head of his cock in, "Fucking amazing."

He pushes the rest of the way in, moaning as his hips hit my body. He reaches down and grabs my chin, his thumb running over my lips before I open and take his thumb in my mouth.

I grab his wrist and suck while I keep my eyes on his.

He starts to thrusts and my eyes flutter shut. My lips part as I let out a loud moan. He groans and slides his hand down to my throat.

My boobs bounce with each of his thrusts and I whimper as his hand tightens around my neck, "I love you so- fucking.. much." He leans down and kisses me, his hand still around my neck.

I moan quietly into his mouth and grab his hair, pulling as I feel myself about to cum again. I don't even had to say anything for Harry to know.

"Cum again baby, I know you can do it." He whispers into my ear, "I want to feel you cum as I fuck that tight little cunt of yours."

I moan and arch my back, "f-fuck." I whimper pulling his hair harder.

He moans and slips and arm under my back, holding me to him as he continues fucking me. I cling to him as much as I can, clenching around his cock as I cum again.

"Fuck, I want to cum so bad." He moans, "I-I." He lets out a loud moan and buries his face into my neck, "Fuck, y/n. You feel so, so good."

He continues to praise me, "You're taking me so, so well, baby."

"You feel so good around my cock."

"I love it when you cum for me."

I dig my nails into his back and practically scream out his name.

"That's it baby, let the studio know that you feel good."

He groans as I drag my nails up his back, "Fuck."

His thrusts get sloppy and he pushes as deep inside of me as he can go, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He pants, "Y/N?" He asks brushing hair out of my face.

"I'm still here." I smile and look at him. My eyes are heavy and my brain feels fuzzy. "You fucked me good, baby." I lay a hand on his cheek as he kisses me, "I love you so much."

He smiles and kisses my forehead as he slowly pulls out. I wince slightly as he lays my leg down, "Sorry."

I shake my head, "No. no. That's a good kind of pain." He smirks slightly and kisses my hip, "We'll go home and I'll run you a bath, give you some time to recover before we celebrate again." He winks.

I shake my head, "I'm giving you a blow job in the car on the way home."

He smirks and nods, "Fair enough."

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You can find part two here

“Yeah, that works, it’s for right now right?”

She nods, “Yes it is, it’s with Dr. Styles. He’s very good.” She scratches her top lip to try and hide her smile.

I nod once, “Okay. Yeah that’s fine.”

“Okay I’ll get you all checked in. You can have a seat. The nurse will be with you shortly.”

I walk over and sit down in the waiting area. I scan the room, observing the plaques with the doctors pictures on them with their names engraved on a shiny gold plate under them.

Harry Styles M.D

I tilt my head and stare at his picture, shocked how just good looking he is. Now I understand why the receptionist fought to keep herself composed.

“Y/N.” The nurse calls as the door opens. I stand up and walk with her back to the room.

“You’re just here for a check up on your ankle correct?” She sits down at the computer and scans her badge.

“Yes that’s right.” I step up and sit down on the table, “I think it’s pretty much healed, I just need to have one final exam before I get signed off to go back to work, I guess.”

She nods, “Sounds about right.”

We go over my chart and she takes my vitals, “Okay. Dr. Styles will be in shortly.”

“Thank you.” I say as she leaves and I let out a sigh. I bounce my leg, anxious about meeting this doctor. He’s very attractive and I’ve never been one to not embarrass myself in front of someone like that.

I run a hand through my hair and take a deep breathe, trying to calm my nervousness, “Shit.” I whisper quietly.

There’s a knock on the door and my heart skips a beat as the door slowly opens.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Styles, you must be y/n.”

Oh fuck.

“Y-yeah.. yes. Hi.” I sit up straighter and smile up at him. He extends his hand out and I lay my hand in his and something, I don’t know what exactly, but something happens.

He lets go of my hand and walks over to the computer, scanning himself into it.

“You’re here for..” his eyes move over the screen as he clicks, “a check up on your ankle?” He look over at me and I nod, “Yes. My ankle.”

He leans back and crosses his arms, “What did you do to it?”

I scratch the side of my jeans as I laugh slightly, “I was Um.. I was walking my dog and there was another dog and she got excited and some how the leash got wrapped around my ankle and then she tripped me and..” I extend my ankle out slightly, “Somehow it fractured.”

He smiles slightly, “Gotta love dogs, right?” He chuckles and goes back to looking at the computer. My eyes can up and down his body. His black pants and that polka dot button up sit absolutely perfect on his body.

His face is, perfect. I don’t know how to explain it other than beautiful, along with his hair, not a strand is out of place.

“Your X-rays show that it wasn’t a truly bad fracture.”

His voice startles me a bit and I jump slightly, “Yeah it was just a hairline or something like that.”

He nods, “Exactly that, yes. Now, your new scans look perfect, but I just want to do a quick exam to make sure that you don’t have any pain, is that okay?”

I nod and smile, “Whatever you need to do.”

He smiles and nods, “Okay. Go ahead and take your sneaker off.” He stands up and goes to the sink to wash his hands. As I kick my shoe off, my eyes trail back to him.

He’s like a work of art.

He turns around as he dries his hands, “Go ahead and lay back for me.” He tosses the towel in the garbage and walks over to move the pillow for me.

He looks down and smiles, “Good?”

I nod, “Good.”

“Okay. Sorry if my hands are cold. I’m just going to roll your pant leg up a tad bit.”

I nod and my eyes dart across the spots on the ceiling panels. I can feel my heart beating faster the more he touches me.

His hands are soft and delicate as he scoops my ankle into his hands.

“Any pain here?” His fingers press down.

I shake my head, “Nope.”

“Good. Any here?” He looks up at me as he presses down on a new spot and I shake my head.

“How about here?” His fingers press circles, “Any pain?”

I can’t form words so I shake my head.

He smiles, “Well, y/n.” He sets my ankle down gently and lays a hand on my skin, “Looks like I can sign off on your going back to work.”

He walks over to the computer and starts to type.

“Good.” I spit out as I sit up, “That’s good. Thank you.”

He nods, “No problem.” He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth as he types. My eyes keep finding their way over to him even though I am fighting for my life to not embarrass myself.

A part of me feels better when I see him do it too.

“Okay. Let me.. um.” He laughs and nervousness coats his words, “I’ll go grab your paper.” He quickly leaves the room and I cover my mouth, “Oh fuck.”

I close my eyes and lay a hand on my forehead.

Fuck him on the exam table.

My eyes snap open and I shake my head, trying to rid the nasty thoughts that are forming my brain.

The door opens and he steps in, closing it behind him.

“Here is your, um, excuse for work, y/n.” He hands over the paper and he’s shaking slightly. I pretend not to notice and I grab the paper, “Thank you, Dr. Styles.”

I look up at him slowly and his eyes scan over my face.

Kiss him. He wants it too.

I sigh and step down off the table, “I- um, I guess..” I nervously bend down to put my sneaker back on and I hear Harry shuffle back and lean against the counter.

I turn around and bite my lip at the sight of his bulge growing in his pants, and suddenly I need him.

“S-sorry.” He closes his eyes and presses his lips together, “This.. I never had this happen before .. god I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” I whisper.

“This is so wrong.” He shakes his head, cursing quietly.

I walk over to him, not fully sure of how this will go, “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

He stares at me a few seconds before his hand slowly falls down off his crotch and grabs the side of my head, pulling me to him. His lips connect with mine and his bulging cock is pressing into my thigh.

“We have..” he kisses me, “you can’t make a sound.” His breathe is rapid on my lips and I nod, “Not a sound.”

He lifts me up and sets me back down onto the exam table and he positions his hips perfectly between my knees. His hands slide down from my neck to my waist and he pulls me to the edge.

He grinds his bulge into me and I gasp at the sudden pressure.

He lays his head on my shoulder and turns it to kiss my neck, “You’re so beautiful.” I bite my lip and tilt my head listening to him speak, “Touching you felt intoxicating.”

He leans back and starts to unbutton his shirt, “I knew I had to have you.”

“I need you.” I whisper as I grab him by his open shirt and pull him to me. I wrap my legs around his waist and an arm around his neck. My lips attack his and his hands grip my hips, rocking into my crotch.

I moan quietly and he lays a hand over my mouth, “We have to be very sneaky about this, love.”

I nod and bite my lip as he takes his hand away. He starts to unbutton my leans and I kick my other sneaker off. I lift myself up as he pulls my jeans down my legs. A groan escapes his lips as his eyes stay focused on my lace covered panties.

“May I?” He whispers, gesturing towards me. I nod and smile, “Please.”

He hooks his beautiful hands into the band of my panties and slowly pulls them down, “Fuck.” He curses lowly, “You look exquisite.”

I spread my legs after he takes off my panties and I watch him. He reaches out and places his hands on my knees, “Scoot down for me.” He winks and I move down to the end of the table.

He kneels down on the step and slides his hands down my thighs, parting my folds with his thumbs. He licks his lips and leans in, his tongue swirling around my pussy.

I cover my mouth and tilt my head back. I try to lay as still as I possibly can because the paper under me is loud as all hell. He pulls me closer to him and continues attacking my pussy with his tongue.

I fight to hold back my moans and press my hand harder against my mouth, “Mm.”

Harry pops his head up and smirks slightly. He raises his eye brows, “You good?” I smile and nod as my chest rises and falls fast. He stands up and looks around, “Come here.” He holds his hand out and I get down and grab his hand.

He sits down in the chair without arm rests and grabs my hips as I straddle him. He guides me as I settle back down onto his cock. I lean down, laying my head on his shoulder as my chest presses against his.

“Gotta make this quick, love.” He whispers as he brushes my hair with his fingers. He grabs a fist full and turns my head, his lips kiss my skin as I lift and sink back down onto him.

I squeeze his shoulders and I lean up, my hair still in his grasp. I tilt my head back and my lips part. Harry rubs my cheek with his thumb and slides it over my lips.

I open my mouth and take his thumb between my teeth, giving him a smirk before sucking on it. He gasps and his brows furrow as he moans. I lay a hand over his mouth and wrap my arm around his neck.

I work at getting into a fast pace and staying in the rhythm. Harry’s moans are muffled by my hand and I focus on keeping his thumb in my mouth because all I want to do is scream his name.

His hand grips my hair tighter and his head tilts back.

I tilt my head back and close my eyes right as I clench around him. I gasp and bite my lip hard as my body tenses on his. I can feel his cock twitch and by the time I realize what’s happening, it’s too late.

He lets go of my hair and smooths it, giving me smile before pulling me in for a kiss.

“That was..” he shakes his head and smiles, “You are definitely a patient I will not forget.”

I shrug, “You definitely won’t be a doctor that I forget.” I lift myself off of him and he points, “There’s towels in there.”

I lift open the cupboard door and grab a towel for me and one for Harry. I clean up and walk over to grab my clothes, “So.. um.”

I honestly don’t even know what to say. Harry pulls his jeans up and buttons them. He smiles as he does his belt back up, “I hope to see you again.”

I smile and fix my shirt, “Yeah, yeah. I’d like that.” I slip my shoes on and fix my hair. Harry walks over as he buttons up his shirt and looks down at me, “I’ll get your number off your chart and text you.”

He gives me a quick kiss, “I gotta go. See you later.”

I smile and gather some composure before I open the door and walk out to the desk.

“Hi. Checking out?”

I nod, “Yes I am, y/n y/l/n.”

She nods, “You saw, Dr. Styles correct?”

Now I’m the one fighting to keep it together, “Yes I did.” I bite down hard on the inside of my lip as she types, “Looks like you’re good to go, do you have any questions?”

I shake my head, “Nope. Thank you.”

I walk out to my car and sit down, shocked as to what I just did. I laugh and cover my face, “Oh my god, y/n.” I can’t help but sit there and keep laughing.

My phone dings and I pick it up,

Hey, it’s Harry.

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