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drudyslut · 4 months

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— warnings: smut! 18+ aggressive!rafe, slightly bimbo!reader, semi public sex, almost getting caught, fingering, hair pulling, face fucking (my fav shit oops), slapping, choking, degrading, praise, unprotected sex.

— note: this was a request for kook king!football player!rafe x kook queen!bimbo cheerleader!reader from @oceandriveab and i accidentally posted it before writing anything, so here’s this😈 i’m ferallllll for football player!rafe 😮‍💨

❥ mine — r.c

“touchdown, rafe cameron!”

the announcers voice booms through the speakers, the crowd is screaming, cheering your boyfriends name loudly!

you have a wide smile on your face, rafe had scored the game winning touchdown, and you knew that meant he’d be in an extra good mood tonight.

the sound of the football coaches voice fills your ears, and you see players rushing the field. you drop your poms by your feet, rushing to the field yourself, in search of rafe.

“rafe!!” you shout, finding him mid field, his teammates, students, coaches, and other cheerleaders surrounding him.

he finds your eyes through the sea of people surrounding him, politely excusing himself and pushing himself out of the sea of bodies, taking long strides toward you.

you throw your hands up in the air, squealing in excitement when he reaches you, “you did it baby! game winning touchdown, you secured our spot in the playoffs!”

rafe wraps one arm tightly around your waist, his free hand gripping his helmet by his side as he lifts you up off the ground. you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, cupping his cheeks with your hands and placing hundreds of kisses to his face, landing one on his lips before he sets you back onto your feet.

you lift yourself onto your toes, your lips brushing against his ear as you whisper, “so, you wanna hurry and get outta here? don’t bother showering”

rafe glances down at you, an amused smirk on his lips. he brings his bottom lip between his teeth, releasing it quickly and opening his mouth to speak before he’s approached by a reporter.

“rafe! good game tonight, tell us about your strategy for game nights”

rafe smiles softly, turning to face you, dipping his head down to whisper in your ear, “go wait for me by the locker rooms, this’ll only take a second baby”

you giggle, bringing your own bottom lip between your teeth and nodding your head.

quickly turning on your heels you rush toward the sidelines to gather your stuff before making your way toward the locker rooms. you pull your phone out of your cheer bag, opening instagram and scrolling through the endless posts about tonight’s game.

you stand and scroll for about ten minutes when you finally hear rafe’s voice, “hey baby, ready to go home?”

you stared at your boyfriend in awe, he looked so sexy, black face paint smeared under his eyes, hair messy from sweat and his helmet, and his goddamn football pants, squeezing him in all the right places, making you ache.

you needed him, and you didn’t think you could wait the fifteen minutes it took to get back home.

“baby… i- i don’t think i can wait until we get home.. i need you now..” you say softly, batting your lashes innocently at him.

he narrows his eyes, cocking his head to the side in question before it finally hits him what you’re hinting at.

he exhales deeply, “fuck, you wanna fuck here? where?”

you bite at your bottom lip, eyes darkened over in lust as you grab his hand and pull him into the locker room. it was empty, everyone else having left by now.

you pull him toward the showers, reaching inside and turning one on before dropping his hand and pulling your cheer top over your head.

rafe sucks in a sharp breath, his eyes scanning the length of your body, “fuck baby. you look so fucking sexy”

“stop talking, show me how sexy you think i am baby”

he quickly drops his bag and his helmet on the ground, stepping toward you and wrapping his hand around your throat, pulling your lips into his.

you moan into his mouth, allowing him to slip his tongue inside. he tightens his grip on your throat, pushing your back into a wall, his lips never leaving yours.

he pulls himself back, his lips swollen and red as his eyes search your face for any signs of wanting to stop and go home instead.

your hands fly to his football pants, quickly undoing the button and pulling them down his legs. you bite at your bottom lip when you see his bulge pressed tightly against his briefs, “someone’s excited, isn’t he?” you tease.

rafe growls when your small hand palms him through his briefs, gently rubbing at his hard cock.

he pushes your hands away, pulling his jersey and pads off of his upper body, tossing them to the floor as well. he quickly moves his hands to your ass, gripping tightly at the flesh before he slowly pulls the zipper down and making your skirt fall to the floor.

his eyes scan your entire body, making your panties grow wetter under his intense gaze. you take advantage of his eyes on you, slowly moving your hands to the back of your bra and unclasping it, letting the straps fall from your shoulders slowly until the lace material hits the ground.

you move to your panties next, slowly sliding them down your legs until you’re completely naked for him. you turn your body so your back was facing him, slowly bending yourself down to gather your clothes from the floor, giving him a perfect view of your soaked pussy.

a loud squeal is pulled from you when rafe aggressively grabs at your arms, pulling you into the hot shower. he throws you into the shower wall, a dark look in his eyes as he watches you squirm from his touch, “such a fucking slut, wanting to be fucked by your boyfriend in a semi public place? you get off on knowing anyone of my teammates, any of my coaches, or any of your girls could walk in on us at anytime?”

you try and answer him, but you’re so turned on, brain short circuiting as you take in his perfect body, his hard, thick cock staring at you, begging to be touched, “i-i.. y-yes?” you answer weakly.

rafe chuckles, his hand flying to your throat again and squeezing lightly. he uses his grip on your throat to push you onto the cold shower floor, your knees already starting to hurt from the hard ground below you.

“go on, be a good fucking girl, suck my cock”

you quickly obey, softly grasping his cock in your hands and pumping him slowly. you smirk to yourself when you hear him groan, glancing up and seeing his head thrown back in pleasure as you worked his cock with your hands.

you lick at his tip, tasting the precum that had leaked from him and humming in satisfaction, “taste so good daddy”

a low growl emits from rafe’s throat, his hands flying to the back of your head. he grips your hair between his fingers, shoving his cock down your throat without warning.

you begin gagging around him, his swollen head hitting the back of your throat repeatedly as he harshly thrusts himself into your mouth. the grip on your hair tightens, shoving himself as deep as he could and stilling inside you.

he takes his free hand and begins stroking at your cheek softly before pulling back and landing a harsh smack to the skin. his hand makes it way to your throat, fingertips running over the bulge from where his dick sat, “so goddamn pretty with your throat full of my cock. could stay like this forever baby girl”

he harshly pulls your head back, making himself slip from your mouth with a pop, strings of spit pulling from your mouth. you begin gasping for air, your eyes glued on rafe, lashes fluttering.

“up and turn. gonna fuck this pussy so good you won’t be able to walk tomorrow”

you quickly rise to your feet, your knees red and sore from being on the ground so long but you push the thought to the back of your mind. you turn and face the wall, pressing your hands firmly against the cold tile.

rafe wraps an arm around your waist, his fingers instantly finding your clit and rubbing sloppy circles around it. a soft whimper falls from your lips, pushing your ass out further, chasing more of his touch.

rafe cups your pussy, his palm pressed firmly against your clit while he ran his thick fingers through your folds, teasing at your entrance.

he shoves his middle finger inside you, slowly thrusting it while applying more pressure to your clit with his palm.

“awe, my girls already clenching around my finger, can’t wait to fuck this sweet pussy, fill you up with my cum. you want that baby?”

you whine, your hips bucking forward when he shoves another finger inside your sopping cunt. your head goes back, landing on his toned chest, eyes squeezed shut as you focused on the pleasure, your orgasm fluttering.

rafe slows the pace of his fingers, completely stilling them inside you. his free hand grips at your damp hair, pulling your head back and into an uncomfortable position, forcing your eyes on him, “s’not nice to ignore me baby, answer the question”

“yes! rafe please! want to be filled with your cum, please!” you beg, tears streaming down your face, mixing with the now lukewarm water streaming from the shower head.

rafe tuts, thrusting his fingers once, curving them slightly to toy with the spongey sweet spot inside you that has your cunt tightly clenching at his fingers, pulling them in deeper, “i don’t know baby… doesn’t seem like you really want it…”

he begins to slowly pull his fingers from inside you, but your hand flys to his, keeping his hand in place, keeping his fingers buried inside you, “rafe, please! need you so fucking bad”

you hear him chuckle, removing your hand from his wrist. he begins thrusting his fingers quickly, the squelching sounds of your pussy and your moans bouncing off the shower walls.

you feel your belly tightening, your orgasm threatening to burst from you when the sound of the locker room door opens. rafe’s free hand flys to your mouth, muffling your moans.

“cameron? you still here?”

rafe sighs when he hears his coaches voice, but he doesn’t stop his fingers, pushing them slowly in and out of you, an amused smirk on his lips when he feels you bite down on his palm to keep yourself from moaning.

“uh, yeah, just wanted a quick shower before i headed out”

his coaches footsteps approaching makes your heart begin to thump rapidly in your chest, the thrill of possibly being caught making you grow wetter.

“hell of a game you had tonight, i expect that type of energy from you in the playoffs”

rafe clears his throat, “thank you coach, you know i’ll give my all in that playoff game, don’t you worry”

your eyes roll into the back of your skull, chest tightening when rafe curves his fingers again, toying at your gspot. cocky son of a bitch was getting off on this, was enjoying making you squirm when his coach was only a few feet away.

“i know you will son. alright, well i’m headed out, see you at practice tomorrow. ten am sharp, don’t be late!”

“yes sir”

his coaches footsteps recede, the sound of the door closing making rafe drop his hand from your mouth, “i knew you were a fucking slut, fuck that was hot. i think you got more turned on at the idea of him catching us, didn’t you baby?”

rafe’s words followed by the slow and sensual thrusts of his fingers send you flying over the edge, your orgasm bursting from you in leg shaking euphoria.

rafe’s fingers fuck you through your high before slowly pulling them from you. he brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking your arousal from them, a satisfied groan falling from him when he tastes you on his tongue.

he wastes no time grasping his thick cock in his hand, pumping himself a few times before he begins sliding his thick head through your folds.

you squirm, pushing your ass out further, his tip pushing into you slightly, before he pulls it back out.

“rafe!” you whine, your pussy aching to be stretched by his thick cock.

you gasp loudly, your hands slightly sliding down the wall when he shoves himself inside you, his cock stretching you out, making you walls tightly squeeze him.

“fuck, feels so good baby, so fucking wet and tight. don’t think i’ll last long if you keep squeezin’ me like that”

you’re moaning loudly, your tits bouncing with each snap of rafe’s hips. he wraps an arm around your waist, fingertips dragging down your bare stomach to your clit. he rubs slow circles around your puffy, sensitive clit, pulling more whines and whimpers from you.

you throw your head back, back arched as you begin moving your hips in sync with his, meeting each of his thrusts, pushing him further inside you.

“shit! ‘m gonna cum baby!” rafe groans, his fingers sloppily rubbing at your clit while he continues his harsh thrusts.

he runs his hand up your body, wrapping it around your throat and pulling your back flush into his front. he captures your lips in a sloppy kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth when you moan.

you feel his thrusts growing sloppy, your walls tightly clenching around him, trying to milk him dry. he breaks the kiss, his face burying into the crook of your neck as his dick twitches, his hot cum filling you up.

his teeth nip at the skin of your neck, raspy curses and groans falling from his lips as he continues fucking into you, trying to help you reach your second orgasm of the night.

“c’mon baby, cum all over daddy’s cock, let me have it”

“fuck fuck fuck, rafe! ‘m cumming!”

the band snaps, your second orgasm rushing from you and soaking rafe’s cock.

you fall limp, his arms the only thing keeping you upright. he chuckles, placing a soft kiss to your neck and slowly pulling himself from inside you.

“took me so well baby, did such a good job. c’mon let’s get you home and in bed, okay?”

you slowly nod your head, exhaustion hitting you hard, “i love you, rafe” you breathe out, voice soft and weak as you try and catch your breath.

he quickly turns off the shower, grabbing the two of you some towels from a shelf and wrapping yours around your body, “i love you too sweet girl, now let’s get you home”

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champagnexowishes · 2 months

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“Where did you go to school?”

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alovember · 9 days

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Wendy and Bebe anddd send post

#south park #south park fanart #college au #wendy testaburger #bebe stevens #sp bendy #bendy sp #benefits of cheerleading include picking up ur gf #ahhhhlovember

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lesbianslvt666 · 10 months

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do you think you could do something with dina? i never see anything dina related nd it sucks💔💔

You are so correct my love.

Volleyball Player!Dina x cheerleader!Reader

Reader is the cheerleader for the opposite team, but you were cheering Dina on the low.

The match was getting harder, sweat was running down Dinas spine, dark hair traped in a pretty ponytail, one you did for her.

-Your relationship with Dina wasn’t official, however, you were exclusive to one another.

-You met through a friend in common, Jesse was your childhood best friend, who was best friends with Ellie, who was friends with Dina.

-The four of you were always together outside of school grounds, but Dina and you just hit it off like no other.

-When you first met her you thought she was hot but as you two started to getting to know each other feelings flew out of your chest.

-You couldn’t resist how much you loved her, but you didn’t wanted to ruin the good thing you had going on with her and the friend group.

-Until you kissed her.

-And she got you screaming her name and coming on her mouth that same night.

-And thats how the situationship got to be.

Today was particularly hotter than other days.

The court was filled with tension, you wanted your team to win, but you were rooting for Dina.

They had 5 minutes left to end it and it seemed like your team was gonna win for a second, proudness washed over you.

But you caught Dinas eyes, desperation clouding her features and you wanted to make her feel good.

She looked you up and down, your very short skirt riding up your thighs and your orange crop tight on your tits.

She was devouring you.

Her team lost.

And after the final cheer you ran to the bathroom, -there you found Dina.

She took you by the wrist and flush you to her body, both sweaty, tired bodies eager to be together as much as possible.

“I am ver sad right now pretty” her voice sounded demanding and tired.

“Would you help me with that baby?” Her hands resting on your waist.

“Yes Dina, fuck…” her pretty lips latched to you neck, marking you, sucking and licking repeatedly and hurried.

“This one” she said pointing to the mark of her nibbled. “This one is for that girl, Joslyn?” You face puzzled. “My teammate?” Your eyebrows furrow. “Yeah that bitch.” She said giving you a spank on your left cheek.

“She was eyeing you the whole time, and you didn’t stopped her” her hand that was on your ass squeezed hard and moved your cheek up and down in desperation.

“This, this is mine okay?” Your eyes closed, and she took that opportunity to kiss you.

Heating mouths crashing with passion, wet sticky saliva mixing when your tongues licked each other.

“Yes, fuck Dina yes…” she giggled at that, “shit baby, too eager” she said when your hands traveled to her boobs.

“Maybe we should take this to my place?” You asked her with doe eyes. You didn’t need to do much to convince her, you had her in her knees already.

Muak this was hurried and kinda messy cause i am at work lol <3

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goldenbuckyyy · 1 year

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FOOL’S GOLD

Summary: A series of events between you and Harry during your situationship.

Pairings: Harry Styles x fem!Reader (Situationship)

Word count: 2kish

Warnings: Slight smut, but mostly just fun and fluff!!

A/N: Just wanted to write something a little fun. Inspired by: “Fool’s Gold” by One Direction.

All mistakes are my own. Please do not repost or translate my fics on any other site nor this one.

I appreciate any likes, reblogs, messages, and interactions.

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That one time you went to your favorite bar in town with your new boyfriend. You immediately see Harry with his frat brothers.

Your phone pings.

H: Who the hell is that? 😡

Y: lol. That would be my boyfriend, opps. It’s been a while.

H: he’s not good enough for you

Drew, your new boyfriend, had gone to get you two some more drinks when you felt the softest touch against your open back. Goosebumps erupt over your unclothed skin and you slightly smirk to yourself, tossing your hair back, and peering up at this well known person.

Harry’s hovering over you, smiling drunkenly, and he squeezes your hip. He bends down to hover his mouth over your ear. His pretty pink lips slightly touch your skin.

“Come home with me,” he whispers into your ear and you place a warm hand on his shoulder.

“I have a boyfriend now,” you say, trying not to show an interest in his demand.

“Text me when you dump his ass,” he says with a chuckle as he kisses your cheek sloppily and leaves your space to return to his frat brothers.

You roll your eyes at his comment and proceed to smile at Drew when he returns with drinks in his hands.

“What’d Harry want?” He asks with wonder, his big brown eyes half open from his buzz.

“Just buggin’. No worries,” you reply as you reach for your drink as you reach up to kiss his lips quickly.

•••

Then you broke up with your boyfriend because he ended up being a dick.

Y: i'm breaking up with my boyfriend. Can i come over after? 🥺

H: baby, you don’t even gotta ask me. I’m at chick fil a. Want your usual?

Y: yes ❤️ add me a cookie pls, I’m sad.

H: anything for youuuuu

You waited for Harry in his private room, presidential perks, and you scroll aimlessly on Twitter.

You hear the bedroom door open and Harry strolls in with a smile on his face. You smile back, tossing your phone to the side, and you rush to help him with the food.

“Got you a strawberry milkshake, too.”

You cheer and you both fumble back into the bed. Separating the food between you two and he puts Netflix on his TV.

“Greys?” He asks with a mouthful of fries, peering over at you, and you nod eagerly. Sipping on your milkshake and pulling Harry’s favorite blanket over your legs. It’s an orange blanket his mom knitted him the summer he got a full ride to UT. He told you she cried for days and he always tears up thinking about it.

You look at him with a small smile and he lazily kisses your cheek.

••

When you manage to be at the gym at the same time as him.

H: POV: you’re me and you’re looking at your hot ass sneaky link

Y: come and spot me instead of talking to every other girl here

H: don’t be jealous

Y: as if

You walk out of the gym, wiping away the sweat from your forehead, and hastily drinking from your lavender hydroflask.

Or what Harry calls ‘your emotional support hydroflask’

You’re walking back to your sorority house when you hear someone whistling behind you.

You hold onto your gym bag as you turn around on your heel and see Harry running up to you.

He wraps his arms around your waist, twirling you, and you laugh loudly as you swat his arms.

“Gross!! You’re all sweaty!!” You giggle out as he sets you down and you check him out without shame.

He’s standing in front of you wearing bright purple tiny little nike shorts, a white cut off shirt showing all his muscles in their glory, white Nike long socks, and his signature neon green adidas. Only him.

“You look hot,” you state as a smirk crosses his lips and he reaches for your hand.

“You too, baby.”

••

When you see him putting his phone number in another girls phone

Y: why are you even bothering? She couldn’t beat me on her best day.

H: you don’t gotta tell me what i already know

You feel jealous.

Of course you’re jealous. You’re watching Harry input his phone number into a pretty brunette's phone.

That night when you’re laying next to his naked body, you reach for his phone. Unlocking it with his password, you turn around to face the wall.

“What was that girl's name? The one from the gym?”

“What?” Harry asks you, still winding down from his post orgasm haze.

“The girl that put her number in your phone,” you reply as you go into his contact list.

“Oh, umm, I think it was Angie. Why?”

You search for her name as he slides his arms around you, pulling you into him, and he’s watching you now.

You click the name ‘Angie 💖’ on his phone and delete the contact.

“Heeeyyyy,” he teases you and pinches your thigh.

You lock his phone and turn your body around to hug him.

“You weren’t even going to text her.”

“I know,” he hums into your neck as he falls asleep.

••

You posted a very revealing pic of you at the beach.

H: delete that pic right now.

H: you look too fucking good. I can’t have anybody trying to steal you from me

Y: don’t worry. I’m all yours 🫶🏻

You smirk at your phone as you look down at your tiny yellow bikini and settle back into your beach chair.

“What are you smirking at?” Your best friend, Emily, asks you from the chair next to you. Peering at you over her white sun glasses.

“No one.”

•••

When he needs to make sure you’re going to his game.

H: You're coming to my game, right?

Y: Duh. I am head cheerleader. Remember?

H: did you take my jersey?

Y: *sends pic of yourself wearing his jersey in your panties*

H: holy fuck, can’t wait to fuck you after I score the winning touchdown

That night he fucks into you slow and hard as you wear his jersey.

“Get on top,” he begs as he grinds his hips into yours, squeezing the flesh around your hips.

“Okay,” you whisper back as you let out a whimper when he pulls out of you. He flops onto his back, watching you intently as you straddle his waist, aligning yourself with his throbbing dick, and letting yourself slide down onto him.

“Ohhhhhh fuckkkk,” he moans out, throwing his head back in pleasure, and you start moving slowly on top of him.

Reveling in the sight of seeing him completely vulnerable underneath you and letting you take control.

Something about this moment makes your heart thug and you hope this isn’t what you think it is.

••

He brands you.

Y: you literally fucking branded me

H: ??? 😏

Y: you know what I’m talking about

Y: *sends pic of your chest in a lilac lace bra and you’re covering in hickies*

H: oohhhhh that. Gotta brand what’s mine, obviously

•••

When he’s at the club and sees your ex.

H: I’m at rooftop Louie’s. I see your ex. Want me to punch him?

Y: yes.

Y: come over instead. Bring Taco Bell

*not even 30 seconds later*

H: ON MY WAY 🏃🏽‍♂️

You hear a knock on your door not even 15 minutes later and there’s Harry standing with a bag full of Taco Bell.

“Hi,” he says with a smile, wearing a cap backwards, but his curls are peeking out.

“Hi,” you reply with a bigger one. “There’s a change of clothes for you on the dresser.”

“God, you’re the best.”

•••

When he’s studying after practice.

H: I’m studying at the library. Bring me coffee? 🥺 From the place I like by your dorm. My treat

Y: whats in it for me?

H: I’ll do that thing you like tonight

Y: 🤝 don’t gotta tell me twice

You walk into the university library with two iced vanilla oatmilk lattes. You try to be as quiet as possible as you walk to his favorite study spot.

He instantly hears you due to the iced drinks and he peers up at you with a smile.

“Gimme,” he whispers as he reaches out for his drink with sweater paws. Wearing his favorite orange sweater and sweats. He looks so comfy.

You sit across from him, sliding his coffee to him, and then you start unpacking your notes from your backpack.

“What are you doing?” He questions as he sips his latte.

“Studying with you,” you say with a question look and a look of fondness slips over his expression.

“Really?”

“Of course.”

•••

When you were out with your friends at Lot 26.

H: come over pls. Need u 🍑

Y: im at lot 26.

H: call me when you need me to pick you up, I’ll buy us tacos

Y: okay can’t wait 🫶🏻

“Harry!!!” You yell at him as you stumble into his GMC truck’s passenger side.

“Careful, baby.” He says as he grips onto your arm for support as you giggle loudly.

He reaches over you, strapping you in, and kisses your lips.

“Missed you,” he says with a smile.

“Me too,” you say without hestitsiton.

“Tacos?” He asks as he starts to drive off.

“Tacos,” you reply as you turn to look at him.

As you watch him drive, you think you might be falling in love with him.

•••

When he meets someone that he really likes.

H: i think i like this girl. Should i go for it?

Y: you’re cheating on me??? Okay, might as well block my number now

H: stfu. I think you’d like her

Y: i won’t

H: well, you’re gonna meet her tonight

You roll your eyes at your annoyance at seeing Harry out with the girl he likes and you try your very best to ignore them.

Her name is Sarah.

And she’s gorgeous. She’s tall, so very fucking tall, long curly brown hair, big brown eyes, and olive colored skin.

They look unreal together and it makes you feel insecure.

You drown the rest of your drink when you see them coming towards you.

Her bright smile catches your attention and you try your best to mimic it back.

“Hi!” You greet them as Harry kisses you cheek.

“Y/N, this is Sarah. Sarah this is Y/N,” Harry introduces you to each other and you shake her slender hand in your own.

“Y/N! It’s so nice to finally meet you. Harry has told me so much about you,” she gushes at you.

“Has he?” You ask with an eyebrow raise.

“Of course!! Auntie Anne says he can’t shut up about you!”

“Auntie Anne?” You ask in confusion as you look at them both and Harry’s chuckling at your reaction.

Sarah looks confused, “Harry did tell you he’s my cousin, right? My mom wanted me to come check out UT especially since H comes here.”

Instant relief floods your body and you watch Harry looking at you with a teasing smirk.

“Of course he did! So how are you liking UT?”

You can’t help but smiling dumbly at Harry as his cousin starts rambling about how much she actually loves it here.

•••

When he heard your laugh in a crowded bar

H: Are you at Joeys?

Y: Are you stalking me?

H: I heard your laugh

•••

When he swore he wasn’t jealous when you bumped into each other at a frat party. You were with someone else.

H: Who's the guy?

Y: None of your business. Are you jealous?

H: You wish

H: I’m not the jealous type.

That night when he’s pounding into you from behind, gripping onto your hair, he asks, “Who the hell was that guy?”

“Just a friend,” you moan out as you hitch your leg over the bed.

He slows down for a second, reaches over you, and kisses your neck, “I’m your friend.”

“My only friend.”

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