#sin hours

harry holds his phone with one hand and combs your hair with the other, watching as you slowly pull down his sweatpants and underwear. “please..”

“look at you.. you’re dripping for me already” you smile and rub your thumb over his tip slowly, watching him shift as he begged you to do something through his body motions. you look up at him, licking up his cock to the tip. 

“fuck yes, you’re so fucking gorgeous” he moaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head as you slowly take him into your mouth. your hand pumps his cock slowly as you bob your head. you move your eyes to look directly into the camera, making sure to give future harry some teasing as well. 

your eyes train back on harry’s hazy eyes, his mouth ajar as pretty moans fall off his pink lips. harry’s fingers desperately gripped your hair, whimpering your name as your hand caresses his balls, gagging around him. 

you pick your head up, harry holding your chin and rubbing your swollen lips. “you’re so beautiful, absolutely stunning” you smile, pumping him slowly in your hand as you slowly kiss him, harry setting up his phone so he didn’t have to hold it anymore. he pushed up your shirt, twisting your nipples in between his fingers. 

harry smirked as he felt your moan against his lips, your nails digging into his thigh as your hand slows down around his cock. “do you want me to stop? or are you close?” your hand slightly squeezes his cock and he gasps, holding your chin. you keep eye contact with him as you pick up the pace of your hand. “i can tell, oh my, look at you. you are so desperate to cum, aren’t you? you want me to give you permission, huh?” harry nods frantically, begging with his eyes to cum. “no no, my sweet, you need to use your words” 

“please, baby, please let me cum. let me paint those pretty tits of yours, please” you smile as his words, leaning back and jerking his cock, harry holding your hair and thrusting his hips up, letting out a moan as his cum spurts into your chest. “fuck.. fuck.. yesss..” he hisses, watching you as you smile at him. your tongue cleans him up, then taking some of his cum on your chest onto your fingers, looking into the camera as you suck on your fingers. 

you hold onto his thighs as you stand up, wiping your chest and pulling your shirt down. harry pulls up his underwear and sweatpants, holding out his hand. you take it, sitting on his lap and laying your head on his shoulder. your finger traced down his nose, over his lips and he pretends to bite your finger, making you both laugh. “i’m gonna miss you” 

“i know, i’m gonna miss you more. you’ll come visit me though, right?” he mumbles, kissing the pads of your fingers. he looks at you, massaging his thumb into your palm. 

“of course, i’ll visit you whenever i can, i just don’t want you to leave” you kiss his neck a couple of times, snuggling tighter into him. his hands rub your back, kissing your nose and cheek. 

“i love you”

“i love you more, harry” you peck his lips, snuggling into his chest.

you pick up some food at a drive thru, harry texting you a couple times asking why you left and how he wished he could see you more, and that he’d be over when they were finished for the day. you kicked your shoes off and changed into pajama shorts and one of harry’s shirts with no bra, laying on the couch and re-watching ‘friends’ 

hours past, and you were on season 3 episode 2 when harry knocked on the door. you had nearly fallen asleep with the empty food bag on the coffee table. you shot up, quickly running to throw your garbage away. the door slams closed, harry just letting himself in. 

“oh please, won’t you come-” harry doesn’t let you finish, he grabs your face and kisses you, grabbing your waist and putting you on top of the counter. 

“i couldn’t stop thinking about you before you got to the shoot, and when you left, you were racing through my mind even more. you’re so fucking addicting, yn. and might i add..” harry’s fingers find his way into your underwear, making you gasp. “fucking sexy when you’re jealous”

your fingers gripped the hair at the back of his head and moan into his mouth as his thumb slowly rubs your clit. harry pushes down your shorts and underwear, tossing them behind him as he puts his middle and ring fingers into your mouth. you look into his eyes as he pumps them slowly, ripping them away and kissing you as he slides his fingers into you. 

“fuck harry” you gasp, holding onto his biceps as he fucks you fast with his fingers. his thumb quickly rubs your clit back and forth, leaving hickies all around your neck and collarbone. “harry.. i need to..”

“nuh uh, i want you to cum around me, sweetheart” he pulls you off the counter, sliding off his shirt and pushing down his pants, kicking them behind him with your shorts and taking off your shirt as well. you spit in your hand, pumping his cock a bit before he roughly bent you over the cold counter. your nipples hardened against the granite, moaning as harry thrusts his cock into you. “no one could ever compare to you, princess, no one”

harry held your chin up, making you make eye contact with him as he roughly thrusted into your. “fuck harry, i’m sorry for being j-jealous, fuck” you gasp, letting out a moan and shaking your legs as harry hit your g-spot. harry stopped, turning you around and picking you up. he kisses you roughly, pushing you over the arm of the couch. 

harry’s hands gripped your hips tightly as he pounded into you, loud moans and grunts coming from yours and harry’s mouths. harry’s fingers rub your clit in a fast circle, your legs trembling around him. you clench around harry as you cum, scratching down his chest as you squirm. he slowly moves his hips, making you twitch. 

“i’m not done with you yet, princess, i’m gonna show you you’re the only one i want, tell me when you’re ready, okay?”

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you woke up the next morning- it was basically afternoon considering it was noon- in harry’s arms. your bodies were stuck together, a night of endless sex. harry had come over at 9, and the two of you didn’t stop until nearly 11. 

you kiss harry’s nose, peeling his arm off of you and taking the covers off, going to get up but you hiss in pain. harry immediately shot up, rubbing his eyes. “what’s wrong?” he asked in his morning voice. 

“erm, had a bit of a rough night last night, and now i can’t walk” you blush, harry laughing and falling back agains the bed. you fall back in bed with him, hitting his bicep. “it’s not funny, styles. it’s your fault”

“well, it’s both of our faults. but it’s more my fault ‘cause i fucked you so hard” you blush, leaning forward and kissing him softly. “good morning princess”

“morning harry. can you.. uhm.. help me shower?” he smiles, kissing your forehead and getting up. he nods, heading towards the bathroom to start the shower. 

“so..” he placed his fists next to your hips, hovering over you and looking at you with hooded eyes. “who’s mine?”

“hm.. i think it’s me” you wrap your arms around his neck, twirling his curls around your fingers. “and who is mine?”

“why, i believe it’s me, miss yn” he smiles, leaning down and kissing you passionately. “i love you, darling”

“you’re mine, and only mine, understood?” you nod, jeff leaning his seat back and slowly pulling your dress up, kneading your ass in his hands. “you’re so fucking annoying, flirting with david like that right in front of me” he mumbled against your lips. his large hands gave your ass a hard spank, making you moan into his lips. 

your fingers fumble with his jeans, impatiently pushing them down as well as his underwear. jeff looked into your eyes as he spit in his hand, pumping his cock a bit before you slid down on his cock. “fuuck jeff”

“could david fill you up like this, huh?” he bit your neck, gripping your hips and roughly bouncing your hips. your fingers hold onto his hair, kissing him hungrily. you moan into his mouth as the tip of his cock his your spot repeatedly. “you feel so good, so fucking good”

you lean back against the steering wing, careful not to honk the horn accidentally. jeff’s hands slid up and down your body as you bounced your hips. “i..”

“you what? you need to ask, remember?” 

“please.. please, jeff. please let me cum” his hand wrapped around your throat again, squeezing slightly. 

“you’re allowed. come on, let me hear those pretty moans” your fingers rub your clit, letting out a string of moans as you cum around jeff. he lifts you up, cumming on your stomach with low groans falling off his lips. you lean your head back, catching your breath. jeff cleans you up with napkins, kissing you again. “just remember what i said, hm?” he held your chin, pressing his forehead against yours. 

“come on then” you smile, excusing yourself and taron putting his coat over his crotch, the both of you heading upstairs to the last bathroom in the hallway. he locks the door behind him, throwing his coat on the floor and wrapping his hand around his throat as he kisses you. 

taron backs you up against the toilet and sits you down, tilting your chin up. your hand rub over his bulge, taron’s fingers combing through your hair as he watches you unbutton and unzip his pants. “come on, sweet, please do something”

“as you wish, my love” you pull down his underwear, kissing up from the base of his cock to the tip. he was aching red, leaking pre-cum, and it made your mouth water. you lower your head down onto his cock, taron moaning. 

“fuck, yeah just like that. such a good girl” he pushes the hat off of your head, pulling your hair into a make shift pony tail. “can i take over, beautiful?”

you nod, taron holding your jaw open as he thrusts into your mouth. your eyes flutter closed with tears forming. you tapped on his thighs, taron pulling away and letting you catch your breath. 

“you’re so perfect, fuck” he wiped his thumb over your lips, moaning softly as you jerk his cock. “i.. i.. fuck, darling” you put your mouth around his cock again, bobbing your head as he tosses his head back, his cum painting your tongue. 

“so quick.. the quickest you’ve ever came, my love” you lick your mouth, taron standing you up and giving you a kiss. 

it was at the part where eggsy was in the tent with clara, and he has to get the tracker inside of her. your smile quickly drops, crossing your legs together. they fall onto the bed and eggsy puts the finger tracker on, and you decided to push your hand into your underwear too.

you rub your clit, watching his hand and moaning as you think of taron. your other hand pushes up under your shirt, massaging your breast in your hand. your back arches a bit off the bed, moaning taron’s name. 

“now what do we have here?” you shriek, covering your face as you roll over on your stomach. “oh, darling, if you were going to tell me you were going to touch yourself to me, i would’ve stayed on the phone” 

“taron.. please..” you mumble into your hands, taron turning off the tv. he fell on the bed, pushing you onto your back and hovering over you. he took your hands off your face, revealing your red heated cheeks. “no don’t look at me”

“darling, do you think i haven’t see you do that before?” he teased, kissing you up and down your neck and jaw. 

“you said you weren’t going to be home until 7 weeks, taron! you lied to me. i thought we said no lying” 

“well.. i just thought lying would acceptable this time because i wanted to surprise you. and in return, i got a surprise as well” you groan, hiding your face again. taron’s laughs, kissing your neck a couple times. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry” he nudged his nose with yours, looking at you in your eyes. “did you finish?”

“n-no” 

“can i finish for you?” he asked softly, and your leg twitched a bit. 

“please” taron smiled, taking the glasses off his face and turning back to the loud tv, where eggsy and whiskey were stuck at the ski slope. you turned the tv off, focusing on taron falling in between your legs. he pushed your underwear down, kissing your thighs as he looks up at you. your fingers comb through his hair, moaning as his tongue licks a stripe up your folds. 

“fuck, darling, i’ve missed you” he moaned, sliding his two fingers in and fucking you slowly. you arch your back, rolling your hips against his tongue as he wraps an arm around your thigh. 

“t... taron... fuck” your thighs shake around his head, body jolting as you cum on his tongue. “jesus.. fuck i’ve missed you” he picked his head up and wiped his mouth, kissing you softly. “i haven’t seen you in nearly 2 months, and i just came in 5 minutes. i really.. fucking.. missed you” you pull up your underwear, taron taking off his clothes and laying next to you. 

taron’s fingers softly tuck loose hair behind your ear, watching you with soft eyes. “i really did miss coming home to you. all i go to the hotel room and see is a new hand towel animal on my bed” you laugh, your head falling into his chest. 

“i missed you more, taron. how long are you here?”

“actually.. we finished. so i’m all yours until a new movie” you shoot up, straddling his waist and kissing him all over his face. “okay, okay, i’m guessing you’re very upset about it” 

“god i love you, i love you, i love you” you mumble in between kisses.