etc. // hs

flashback #2!!!! *

*Norah's POV*

"Baby," a deep voice cooed in my ear, making me stir in my very deep sleep. "I'm gonna put my dick in you, alright? I'm hard as fuck."

I smashed my face into the pillow and moaned as his tip brushed my entrance, my hips bucking a second later when he slid easily into my warm body.

"Oh baby," he groaned lowly, his teeth sinking into my shoulder slightly as his hips began moving against mine. "Shit, you feel so good wrapped around me, Nor."

"Harder," I begged, my voice thick with sleep and need. "Harry, please."

He quickly obliged and pushed deeper into me, forcing a small scream from my dry lips and causing my nails to dig into the sheets around me.

"Say my name, baby," he pleaded weakly as my legs began to shake. "I wanna hear you scream it, angel."

"Oh my god, Harry," I whimpered, my back arching into his hard chest as his arms held my quivering body to his warm one. "Harry, shit!"

He groaned near my ear and gave one last hard thrust before spilling into me. His deep moans of pleasure soon turned to chuckling as he held me while I finished coming, my legs shaking and my eyes watering until I could finally catch my breath.

"Good morning, princess," he grinned when our breathing returned to normal. His voice was so deep and husky with sleep it made me want to just crawl right back on him and go at it all day long. Unfortunately, the president was expecting us for brunch.

"I'm so sleepy," I whined when Harry sat up at the edge of the bed like he was about to get up. "I don't want to get up yet."

"You don't have to go, angel face," he laughed lightly as he dragged some boxers up his long legs. "I'll go to brunch and you stay here and sleep, okay? I'll bring you back something."

"Thank you," I smiled sweetly, my cheeks growing pink as he leaned down and pecked my cheek.

"I'm getting in the shower," he announced, stretching his ample arms above his head. "Care to join?"

"Nope."

"Aw come on, baby," he pleaded playfully. "I'll wash your belly for you."

"You just want me to get in because we always make out when we showed together," I squinted up at him, my hand holding the sheet over my naked body as he tried to cop a feel and I slapped him away. "Hey! Watch it, Styles."

"You're a Styles now too, baby," he reminded me with a smirk. "And don't you forget it."

I let out a dramatic sigh and flopped back onto the plushy mattress. "I'm going back to sleep."

"I love you, baby!" He called with a laugh as I heard the shower door slide open.

I grumbled something unintelligible and rolled over, then fell asleep to the sound of his very off-key singing.

*

When Harry got back I was already awake so after a huge lunch and solid hour of making out, we changed into our bathing suits and jumped right off our back porch into the warm, clear water.

"Shit! I think a fish just bit my ass," Harry exclaimed with wide eyes, his hands reaching around to feel his butt.

I snorted at him and he flicked water at me, his brow set in anger.

"Aw baby," I giggled as I stood in front of him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry, I'll kiss it and make it better."

"My ass is a work of art," he rolled his eyes. "Only very exclusive persons get to touch this masterpiece, alright?"