Tarry's P.O.V:

I walked into Harry's flat, using the key he gave me, and made sure the the door was closed behind me.

"HARRY! I'M HOME!" I yelled, like I always did. Harry came stumbling to the door and slurred out to me, "Heyy Tarwyyy. Youwww hereeee."

I sighed. He was shit faced drunk again. I grabbed his arm and dragged him into his bedroom, laying him on his bed. Before I left the room, Harry grabbed my wrist and pulled me onto his stomach, so I'm straddling his waist.

He grabs my waist and starts to shift me back and forth against my will.

"Harry! Lemme go! Now!" I say sternly. Yet I fail at sounding stern because he keeps moving me back and forth and the pleasure starts to radiate through my body, to my core and I moan against my will.

He moans after me and I grimace because I'm being forced into this but I like it.

He starts to lift his hips when he shifts me back and the pleasure starts to fire up so I'm feeling more pleasure.

I grab his hands on my hips and step off and quickly strip off my pants but keep my thong on. Harry pulls his jeans off so he's just in his boxers and t-shirt. I sit a bit lower on his waist so I can place my hands on him.

I start to palm him through his boxers and every time he moans, I feel more pleasure and I soon replace my hand with my crotch.

I start to rub back and forth again and we both turn into moaning messes. I start to moan louder and move faster.

He starts to meet my rubbing again and at this time, we're dry humping each other.

I feel myself start to build up and he moans, making the buildup build faster.

His hands reach between my lags and start to rub circle and I quicken and move faster. He slows down as he finds his release, clutching the sheets in his fists.

I soon follow after him and ride out my high until I finally collapse on his chest, exhausted and drift to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~

The next morning!

I groan and stretch before rolling out of bed and stepping into the shower. I wash my hair and shave before I wash my body.

I step out of the shower and walk into Harry's closet with both of our clothes in it and pick out an outfit for relaxing .

I walk into the bathroom and put some deodorant and body spray on before walking out of Harry's room and into the kitchen.

Harry's sitting at the island, drinking tea with his head in his hands. I ignore him and go to pour myself some of the tea. I grab an english muffin and pop it in the toaster and get the butter out while I wait for it to finish.

When the muffin pops out, I put the butter on and sit down at the island next to Harry and he looks at me.

"What happened last night?" He asks wincing when I don't answer.

Its awkward until I say, "You forced me into humping you Harry." and his eyes widened.

"I'm sorry Tarry! I shouldn't have touched the beer! It'll never happen again! Promise!" He says in desperation.

"Better not fucker. I don't wanna be forced into it, I want to do it." I say and put my plate in the sink before leaving the kitchen and walking into the living room.

"I fucking messed this up!" I hear Harry yell.

The fuck you did I think.

Notes

This is for Tarry!!

Hey Tarry!!!!!!!!!!!

Next one coming soon!!

Thanks guys!

~Kat_Styles