harry- mums wedding

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"Wasn't the ceremony just beautiful?" Sophia sighed happily after we were seated at our designated table, and Harry pulled my chair out for me like a gentleman before sitting down to my right.

"Oh, it was absolutely perfect. Can you believe [Y/N] here caught the bouquet? I guess that means you two are next!" Robin winked from his seat next to Anne, causing me to nearly choke on my champagne.

"I, um, we haven't really talked about...that yet," I stammered, relaxing slightly when Harry placed his hand on my knee and squeezed it lightly in reassurance.

I was uncharacteristically nervous being in the presence of so many important people in the boys' lives in such an intimate setting, and I wasn't in the right frame of mind to even think about Harry and I taking the next step in our relationship, much less discuss it with everyone on Jay and Dan's wedding day.

Harry, having sensed my unease at being put on the spot, immediately turned the conversation to the stunning cake and rustic decor, leaving me to take a moment to down the rest of my glass and collect myself. He was so good at reading me and always knew exactly how to make me feel as comfortable as possible while I continued to adjust to life as Harry Styles' girlfriend; like then, when he drew slow circles on my upper thigh as he chatted mildly with the other guests at our table.

After another glass of champagne, some time to loosen up, and safely away from the prying lenses of the ruthless paparazzi toiling around outside the perimeter of the park, I was feeling much more relaxed and finally ready to let loose and have some fun.

But I wasn't the only one.

The waiters were walking around with plates of appetizers and I was deep in animated conversation with Sophia about the floral arrangements Jay designed herself when I felt Harry's fingertips sliding ever so slowly up my thigh.

I attempted to angle my legs away from him so that Harry would get the hint that he needed to calm down, but his nails dug into my skin the moment I tried to move, keeping me in place. Shifting my sight slightly to the right I saw Harry use his free hand to pretend to reach into his pocket, when in actuality he just subtly adjusted the tablecloth so that it was now covering my lap from view of anyone who would happen to walk by.

"...And I never thought tulips and peonies would go together so well but it looks like I was wrong! Oh, Li, you should get some arrangements made for your entryway and I know just the place to get them done," Sophia turned her attention to Liam excitedly, completely oblivious to Harry's actions despite the fact that she was sitting directly next to me.

Harry's hand continued its descent underneath my dress, a shiver running down my spine as his fingers brushed against the dampening silk between my thighs. I fiddled with the bouquet on the table in front of me as I tried to clamp my legs together, but Harry wasn't having it. He quickly balled his hand into a fist to stop me in my tracks and ran his knuckles down my clothed slit, prompting me to bite my lip in order to prevent an unintended moan from escaping my throat.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I hissed into Harry's ear as plates of steamed clams were set before us, and I forced out a strained smile to the waiter as he passed by none the wiser to the fact that Harry was currently a thin piece of fabric away from entering me in the presence of close to one hundred people.

"I have three words for you babe," he whispered before somehow getting the clam meat out with only the use of one hand and tossing it in his mouth, "vibrating cock ring."

My heart started racing uncontrollably, dread seeping into my veins at the knowledge that I was in so much deeper than I'd originally thought. A few months ago I'd convinced Harry to wear a cock ring to the premier of their newest film, and conveniently forgot to mention to him that it vibrated until I turned it on while he was walking the red carpet. He promised he would get revenge but as time went on I completely forgot about it, until now.

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