It had just turned 1am and Harry was so tired, it was clear that all he wanted to do was relax. As he dragged our suitcases away from the tour bus and up our garden path, we shouted our goodbyes to the remainder of the One Direction guys on the bus. Touring the UK had taken a lot out of all of us, Harry and I in particular. He fiddled with the lock in the darkness, turning the lights of our house on as we stumbled inside.

Dropping the bags in the hallway, Harry broke the silence. "Go upstairs and change, I'll make the tea."

He stroked my arm and I smiled, pecking his lips. "Thank you babe. We'll sort the bags out in the morning?"

"Perfect. I'll be up in a few." He said, walking over to the kettle and filling it with water as I kicked off my shoes and nodded, making my way upstairs.

I entered our room, taking in the welcoming spectacle that was the bed that hadn't been slept in for just over a month. A pain shot up my back and to my neck and I winced, stopping dead in my tracks. I inhaled sharply, internally telling myself to get a grip as I wandered over towards the window that overlooked the back garden. I pulled the curtain to the side, my eyes consuming the beautiful sight of the bright stars glistening in the pitch black sky. My gaze drifted to the Jacuzzi that was nestled in the back left corner of our garden. I smiled to myself, an idea quickly forming in my head.

I pushed myself away from the windowsill and almost flew down the stairs in excitement. Making my way down the hallway, I unbuckled my belt, letting my denim shorts drop to the carpet as I reached the entrance to the kitchen.

Slipping past Harry, I chuckled to myself lightly as I pulled my t-shirt from my body and let it fall to the floor. I slid open the patio doors, flicking the garden lights on and moving towards the Jacuzzi, using every last ounce of energy in my body to move the cover back and set it in place as I watched water quickly condensate into steam before it vanished into the night air. I pressed a few buttons in a rehearsed fashion, the action having the desired effect as the water bubbled away and, feeling a cool breeze hit my shoulders, I climbed the three small steps, immersing my body in the heated liquid.

I made myself comfortable and saw a figure making its way towards the Jacuzzi. I smirked to myself, closing my eyes; I knew that it wouldn't take him long. "Were you planning on telling me you were out here?" His voice was deep and husky as he rested his frame on the faux-wooden fixture, his hands gently dipping into the water.

I kept my eyes closed, my lips moving only ever so slightly. "I left you clues. I figured you'd find me anyway."

"I definitely found you. And now I'm thinking I might join you." His voice was low and I let my eyes open slightly to see him pulling his shirt from his body, followed by his shorts as they dropped to the floor and he began to submerge his body in the water as I had done moments previously.

My eyes drifted shut again and I felt the water swish as Harry made himself comfortable and, apart from a soft, mechanical whirring, it was silent. I rolled my shoulders in conjunction with one of the most powerful jets and let out a barely audible moan.

However, it was obviously loud enough for Harry to hear, as he pushed himself across the Jacuzzi and, to my surprise, rested his body just above mine, his hands reaching for my thighs instantly. My eyes flashed open quickly, the contact of his skin on mine grabbing my attention. He parted my knees slightly and stood up, pushing himself closer between my legs. He had cornered me, rendering me unable to move and quite literally at his disposal. "Hi." His voice was raspy and his green eyes connected with my brown ones.

“Hey.” I replied, my voice already breathy as I took in the sight in front of me.

“You have no idea how good you look right now.” Harry leant down, his warm breath tickling my ear. “So hot. And wet.” He ran a finger down my jawline, trailing it across my lips before he tentatively slipped it into my mouth, testing to see if I was willing to play the game. I sucked gently, my teeth grazing the underside and my tongue circling the tip of his finger as it left my mouth.

“Hot and wet, yeah?” I played back, biting my lip as my arms rose around his neck.

He answered, though the word caught in his throat. “Definitely.”

Harry’s mouth smashed into mine, passion growing with every movement of our lips and tongues. He deepened our kiss and grinded his hips into mine roughly, bringing the realisation that all of his clothes had disappeared long ago.

“Why are your clothes still on? As much as I love you in black lace, it would look so much better if it was on the floor right now.” I laughed against his lips, his hand moving to pull the waistband of the lace down my legs. I raised my hips slightly, allowing the fabric to fall from my body. Harry’s hands quickly went to work on my bra and he unhooked the clips at the back with two fingers. I wrapped my legs around his waist, our bare skin touching again as I slipped out of my bra.

He breathed out my name as we embraced each other, Harry gently pushing me down to increase his hold over me. Our hands ran down each other’s backs and I felt him hard against my thigh. He chuckled against my neck, leaving his mark on my skin. The power of the water pounding into my back combined with Harry’s touch on my body made me throw my head back, pleasure building with every moment that passed.

A moan escaped my mouth as his hands travelled all over my body and he teased my entrance. I was growing impatient and he could tell, teasing me even more so. “Are you ready?” He spoke and I groaned. Even the tone of his voice was turning me on right now and he knew that.

“Yes, you bloody tease, come onnnnn.” I replied, annoyance evident in my voice as his hand cupped my face and he looked me straight in the eyes. He used his knees to part my legs more, entering me painfully slowly, my eyes slipping half-shut with desire. A soft whine was pulled from my throat as Harry started to thrust his hips back and forth, his pace still slow though I begged for more. “Harry. Harry… Faster. Harder.”

Smirking, he slowed down even more and I groaned, dragging my red fingernails down his back. “I’m in control. Not you.” Moments after the words left his mouth, his pace quickened significantly and my gasps got louder with each time he pounded into my core. One hand gripped my waist tightly, the other moving up to my breasts as he kneaded them, initiating intense pleasure to override the welcomed pain that his roughness was causing.

A low groan built in his throat and I could tell that he was trying to hold back. “Oh my god, Harry, I-…” The pressure had started to become too much for me and I moved my hips to meet his thrusts, my chest thumping as my heart rate sped up and my actions becoming sloppy as I came close. “I-I’m so close. Let me get you there, I-ahh.” I could barely form a sentence as Harry’s thrusts continued, relentless in a quick pace.

“It’s okay, love, I’m almost there.” Our hips were moving in sync now, Harry supporting my frame with his toned, tattooed arms.

“Fuck.” I didn’t want to hit my peak without Harry, it was always better when we came together. I tensed my muscles, knowing that it would bring him closer too.

“Don’t hold back. Let go.” A strangled moan wracked Harry’s body and I began to tremble, my orgasm taking over my body as one last rock of our hips pulled Harry to his peak too. I arched my back with the little strength I had left, Harry spilling into me as my body went limp. Obscenities left our mouths as we started to come down from our highs and Harry pulled out of me gently. I sighed at the loss of contact and he reversed our positions, pulling me on top of him in the water so I could relax as he supported me.

I looked up at him as our chests heaved in unison, a soft smile playing on my lips. He spoke up when he realised I was so focused on him. We exchanged ‘I love you’s’ and we remained silent for a moment, our breathing slowing down to its usual speed. “You won’t sleep with chlorine in your hair.” He made the point I usually did every time we had finished in the Jacuzzi.

“Very true.” I paused for a moment and bit my lip before I spoke again. “Round 2 in the shower?” I winked at my boyfriend and he chuckled, cradling my body as he lifted us both out of the water.

“You bet. I’m still in control though.” He smirked and I moaned, the very thought of being dominated by Harry again made pleasure course through my veins.

Notes

Hiya!

Just a liiiiitle thing I started last night and finished this evening!

Needed a break from my current Harry Stykes fic, Save Me From Myself! You can find it here on Mibba if you are interested! >Save Me From Myself

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