Song: Sunflower, Vol. 6, Harry Styles

In which Harry has a day full of sunflowers and teasing.

{smut warning}

"And these are sunflowers, pretty aren't they? Just like you," Harry cooed to the small girl currently held in his strong arms.

Annie gazed up at the tall flowers, wonder clear in her small emerald eyes, the same look reflected in Harry's matching orbs as he watched his daughter in adoration. She reached a chubby hand up to the bight yellow petals, and Harry helped by lifting her up a tiny bit more so she could stroke them softly.

Some pollen must've got caught on Annie's hand, as when she retracted her hand from the sunflower, her little face scrunched up before letting out the cutest sneeze Harry had possibly ever seen.

"Oh my little sunflower, bless you!" Harry said giggling, his spare hand coming up to gently wipe at her tiny nose. She copied Harry's giggles then, laughing at herself and the funny noise she had just made.

Your heart contracted lovingly in your chest as you watched them, snapping a few pictures on your phone to capture the moment forever. From the day Annie was born, she had had Harry wrapped around her little pinky, and he more than willingly allowed it to happen. She was a daddy's girl through and through that was for sure.

Harry spotted you then, turning his head to gaze at you with so much love and happiness on his gorgeous face, that your breath hitched in your throat. He always looked at you like that, practically from the moment you had met, but it still never failed to cause a reaction.

However, today, that look was a bit different. As had been the norm for the past few weeks, whenever Harry looked at you there was such a clear shine of lust in those peridot eyes it made a shiver run down your spine.

Harry had returned from LA three weeks ago, having been out there for some press work and label meetings that he couldn't avoid. Ever since you had fallen pregnant with Annie, he had put his music career on the back burner. At first you'd been worried, insisting that he didn't have to do that for you, but he would only ever reply with one simple answer, "I'm a dad now, that will always come first no matter what."

However, to him, it had seemed like the most natural and right thing to do. Harry loved music, always had and always will, but something shifted in his universe when you'd shown him that little stick confirming your biggest dreams of having a family together had finally come true.

But of course, duty still called sometimes, which was something you were used too, having been with Harry for as long as you had now. However, for your daughter, this was something she was certainly not used too.

Annie had been completely hyper and excitable ever since Harry's return. Her sleep schedule had gone out of the window; she wanted Harry to do everything and anything, and would cry whenever you tried to get involved. You didn't mind of course as you knew she still loved you with all her little heart, but you also understood that feeling of when Harry was finally back home and safe and the excitement and neediness that brought with it.

This, however, did mean that you and Harry hadn't had a moment of alone time since he had returned, which also meant that the sexual tension and horniness when you were around each other was undoubtably off the charts.

So when he looked over at you, his eyes wanting you more than any melody, you weren't sure how long you could stand this temporary celibacy.

But that look was only the start.

Throughout the rest of the day Harry mercilessly increased his teasing. A soft tug on the tip of your ponytail, reminding you of the way he would pull your hair back when he fucked you from behind. A languid stroke of his pointer finger down your warm neck and collarbones, exposed by the tiny vest top you were wearing. Purposefully wearing those teeny tiny yellow swim shorts that showcased his wonderful manhood when he splashed around with Annie in the pool.

But the final straw, was when he had come up flush behind you as you washed up the plates from dinner, pressing his now semi-hard erection into your bum, wandering hands gripping your waist to spin you around roughly in his arms and pin you against the side of the counter.

Harry pressed hot open-mouthed kisses to your neck as he rolled his hips against yours, the cotton fabric of your short shorts and his very thin swim trunks providing the perfect amount of friction to leave you wanting more.

A breathless moan of his name escaped your lips as he continued his movements, before suddenly he was pulling away from you completely, whispering, "Keep that sweet in your memory for later darling," as he sauntered away, a smug smile on his face.

You were left utterly tongue-tied, your mouth opening and closing in shock as you heard Annie's giggles and Harry's laughter as he carried on attempting to calm her down ready for her bedtime.

♥

A little while later you were stood in the kitchen again, getting a glass of water when you heard Harry's soft footsteps finally pad down the stairs.

"Our little sunflower is down love, took about four go's of her favourite story -" you cut him off by taking the couple of strides that separated you to crash your lips to his, your hands coming up to find their place wound tightly in his curls.

A muffled grunt left his lips, and you took the opportunity to pry your tongue into his mouth, pulling him impossibly closer as you did so. Harry reacted instantly, circling his arms around your back and lifting you off the floor slightly.

Harry twirled you around as you kissed in the kitchen, as though it was your own private dance floor. You pulled away breathlessly to look into Harry's wanton eyes, "I couldn't want you anymore than I do right now H, please," you weren't sure what you were pleading for, but it lighted something hungry in Harry's eyes.

"Couldn't want you any more either my darling, c'mon lets go to bed," he slid you down his body as your feet touched the floor, and grabbed your hand to lead you from the kitchen, a swiftness and eagerness to both of your steps.

Before you knew it you were both stood in front of the mirror of your shared ensuite bathroom. It was silent, as Harry gazed at you in the mirror. Even though your eyes looked extremely tired from Annie's messy sleep schedule, and you had a mouth full of toothpaste, and your neat ponytail was now halfway down your head, Harry couldn't help but think to himself, she will always be the death of me.

The silence that rested between you both as you continued to brush your teeth reminded Harry of that feeling when you first have sex with someone new; a teenage giddiness combined with a tinge of nervousness, shared shy glances and silly smiles making up for lack of words.

Harry thought back to when you'd first met. He had seen you across the room before speaking to you, but that didn't matter, as from that moment he has always had your face hung up high in the gallery of his mind; you were like his favourite piece of art, the book he would never tire of reading and the perfect melody he would never get out of his head.

He sat back against the soft pillows of your bed now, and watched as you walked out of the bathroom dressed only in an oversized faded One Direction t-shirt and soft lacy panties; Harry thought you'd never looked more beautiful.

And he told you so as you slipped under the covers, "You're so beautiful Y/N."

His soft words took you off guard, leaving you tongue-tied for the second time tonight. Instead of speaking, you responded by smoothly rolling on top of your husband, settling back to straddle his glorious thighs.

Harry sucked in a breath at your movements, the instant contact between his growing erection and your warm core - separated only by your thin panties and his underwear - made his heart rate quicken and his pupils dilate in desire.

"You're killing me darling," Harry murmured as his finger toyed with the lace on your hip, "Mmm, sunflowers, my favourite."

You smiled at him then, as he gazed down at the small pattern of sunflowers on your panties, feigning innocence before slowly rolling your hips against his while trailing your fingernails along his naked chest and broad shoulders, goosebumps dotting Harry's skin in their wake.

His head snapped up at your actions, a low hum developing in this throat, "Don't wanna make you feel bad for teasing me all day H, but I knew my directioner t-shirt would do the trick."

Harry laughed throatily at that, tipping his head back and exposing his veined neck. You quickly took your opportunity and began to place soft kisses along the expanse of sensitive skin, "Oh baby...I've been trying hard not to act like a complete fool around you, but now I don't think I'll be able to contain myself."

You joined in with his laughter then, before your breath caught in your throat when Harry slipped his cool hands under your t-shirt and began to stroke his thumbs over your now hardened nipples. All playfulness had left his gaze now as he stared up at you, lust the only clear emotion in his dark green eyes, "How about we take this off?"

A vigorous nod was all you managed in response, and without any further ado Harry was lifting the hem and pulling your shirt from your body in a flash and throwing it across the room.

"Harry!" You giggled at his dramatic antics, and he responded with one of his blinding grins, deep dimples and all.

He leant back then, eyes shining as he scanned every inch of your body that was now displayed to him. You squirmed a little under his gaze, attempting to cover yourself up slightly by leaning your palms on his firm pecs, your arms partially covering your breasts.

Since having Annie, which was coming up to nine months ago now, your body had changed a lot, and you definitely weren't as toned and young in body as before - but you were more than okay with that, as your attention had been solely focused on your little bundle of joy and not the numbers on the scales. But being under such scrutiny as Harry looked at your body on show, you felt a creeping of shyness and insecurity.

But when he finally tore his eyes away from your body and locked eyes with you, any worries or doubts of not being sexy enough were soon completely washed away. The look in Harry's eyes sent a shiver down your spine; his pupils were complete blown out in lust, with just a slither of green ringing them, as he stared up at you in utter wonderment, like you were the most gorgeous thing he'd ever laid his eyes on. Which, in his mind, you were.

Your eyes welled up slightly, "Harry..."

"I love you so much Y/N, I didn't think it was possible but you get more beautiful every day."

Your heart swelled to an impossible size as you stared at the wondrous man beneath you, reaching a record of being tongue-tied three times in a single day because of this pure-hearted man you got to call yours.

Deciding - yet again - that words were no use at this point, you leant down to connect your lips with his own. It started out as a soft peck, but almost straight away, your horny feelings took control and you were making out like a pair of teenagers in the back of a car.

Harry's hands were everywhere; it was like he couldn't decide what part of you he wanted to touch the most, but of course you knew he could touch you wherever he liked for the rest of your lives. You were his, and he was yours irrevocably.

You continued to grind against each other, and you were sure Harry must've felt the dampness between your thighs because soon he was bringing his hand down to slip his finger into your panties to rub slow circles against your clit. Even thought it had been a while since you'd been in this steamy a position, it was like no time had passed since Harry could still read your body without you even having to say anything.

"Fuck, H," you panted as he began to alternate between circling your clit, and dipping his fingers into the wetness at the opening of your core.

"You gonna let me inside baby?" Harry asked, his voice thick with arousal. You hadn't realised it but you'd been squeezing your thighs together unconsciously from the pleasure you were feeling.

You made quick work to change that by spreading your thighs open, "Yes, yes, yes!"

As soon as he got access Harry was pushing two fingers into you, all the way up to his knuckles and you moaned at the feeling of him hitting your g-spot. He continued to pump in and out, the odd grunt and low moan leaving his lips; your pleasure was his pleasure after all.

You felt embarrassed at how quickly you already felt your orgasm building, but god you'd missed having Harry like this. Clenching around his fingers to try and prolong the inevitable, he took this as encouragement, knowing you must be close from the way your thighs quivered around him and your hands gripped his shoulders so hard he was sure fingernail marks would be left. The thought made his dick harden even more.

And then when Harry began to swipe his thumb over your clit, you knew you were a goner. The combination of his long fingers filling you rhythmically and the soft motions of his thumb-pad rubbing your most sensitive area has a loud moan of his name leaving your lips as your first orgasm crashed through you.

Harry purred encouragements in your ear as you rode out your high on his slick fingers, "That's it love, look so pretty when you cum all over my fingers."

You tried to steady your panting as he slowed his movements. A quiet whine left your lips when he finally pulled out, the loss of his fingers only making you want him even more. Your eyelids fluttered slightly and met his impossibly dark green ones, and you found yourself trapped in his gaze when he brought his fingers up to his lips to suck sweetly on your wetness left there.

You titled your head to look up at the ceiling, "Fuck Harry, you're gonna be the death of me."

He gave you a cheeky, knowing smile at that, "Said the same thing about you to myself earlier darling."

A hum left your lips at the sweet notion of how similar your minds were, before it was quickly overtaken by lust as a twitch of Harry's cock reminded you of how much you wanted him inside of you, and now.

Harry must've seen the change in your feelings as it washed over your face. A smirk graced his features before his plump lips opened in a silent moan as you took his length in your hand, and began to slowly pump your hand around him.

You ran your thumb over the tip of his cock, swiping the pre-cum around his head, similar to the way he had touched your clit just a few moments ago. Harry shivered at your touch.

As you started to shuffle back, in preparation to take him into your mouth, Harry's hands on your arms stopped you. You looked up at him in confusion.

He gave you a wandering head-shake before explaining, "No teasing tonight, don't think I can take it...riled myself up more than I realised today."

A soft giggle left your lips at his confession, still pleased to know how much you affected him in this way. And to be honest, you were practically aching for him even so soon after your orgasm, that you didn't mind skipping some foreplay.

Instead, you came back up and settled comfortable on his lap again. You were both eye level now and after sharing one longing look you were kissing him again, completely enveloped by the feeling of his body against yours as he gripped your back to bring you not only closer to him, but up slightly so that when he loosened his grip, you sank straight down onto his awaiting length.

You both moaned at the feeling of finally being joined in the most intimate way after what felt like years of being apart. He stretched your walls in the most perfect way; it was as though your bodies were made for each other.

It took you both a minute of just enjoying the feeling of Harry being inside you as your breathing tried to calm down before you began to grind your hips against his, needing some movement.

"Fuck Y/N, you feel so good," Harry panted out, his breath mingling with yours, your slightly clammy foreheads pressed together as he held you so tightly against him that you were practically one person.

You continued to move against him, Harry now beginning to move his own hips as well. The feeling was unbelievable, but you couldn't help but need more.

Harry groaned when you slipped off of him to readjust your position to straddle him on your knees. You were now able to bounce up and down on his cock, and as soon as Harry realised what you were going to do, he thrust his own hips up to meet yours.

"Harry!" you moaned in shock and pleasure at the harsh meeting of your hips and how you could practically feel him in your stomach.

"Shh darling, don't wanna wake anyone up do we?"

You shook your head vigorously and bit down on your lip to try and stifle the noises coming from your mouth. But Harry was persistent; he met your hips with a slam every time and you knew he was trying to test you, as your moans lighted something deep inside of him.

Another loud cry of his name left your lips and Harry smirked, he loved how you just couldn't stop the declarations of ecstasy that he caused from leaving your lips, "Use me, love."

You knew what he meant instantly, and was quick to lean forward and wrap your teeth around the muscly flesh of where his neck met his shoulder. It was something you'd done before when trying to keep quiet as you fucked, and it worked a treat as it kept you quiet, and Harry had once admitted to enjoy the prickle of pain your teeth would leave on his skin.

This worked for a while, until Harry chose that moment to make one swift movement so that in a flash you ended up beneath him and he was pounding into you yet again, ever harder now from his vantage point.

"I can't," you spluttered out, that knot of pleasure was building in your lower stomach again all too soon.

"Yes you can baby, let go," and that was all it took for you to come undone once more. The feeling was indescribable; your back arched and toes curled as Harry captured your lips in a kiss to keep your loud cries at bay.

But you could tell he was also struggling to stay quiet, as the feeling of you withering below him from pleasure caused him to follow suit not too long after, coming hard with a shout of your name.

"Harry!" You giggled at his noisiness, swotting him on the side of his ribs as he rested his curly head into the soft, pillowy skin of your breasts.

He rose his head then, with disheveled curls and a dazed grin that made your heart stop in your chest. Harry's glassy eyes looked at you with all the love in the world as he joined in with your hushed laughter, "Whoops."

Once you had both settled down from your highs, you both laid there in a satisfied silence, stroking Harry's soft curls and scratching his scalp ever so slightly until sleep took you under.

♥

You woke up to dappled light breaking thought the curtains and the sound of Harry's soft singing travelling up from the kitchen.

Stretching out and looking around the room, your eyes soon landed on the beautiful vase of sunflowers that now stood on your bedside table. Oh Harry, you thought as your heart swelled in your chest.

Sitting up in bed and bringing the covers with you to hold up over your chest, you touched the yellow petals gently, admiring the way they looked in the morning sunlight. Harry was so thoughtful and cheeky, as you knew this must have some connection to the sunflowers on your panties last night.

Sliding out of bed you slipped on some soft shorts and the worn One Direction t-shirt which had been so unceremoniously discarded the night before, the memories coming back in full force. Even just thinking about it made your abdomen tighten in desire and a giddy smile to cross your face.

You strolled down the stairs and the beautiful melody of Harry's voice became clearer with every step. He was singing something you didn't recognise.

"My sunflower...couldn't want you any more, kiss in the kitchen like it's a dance floor - oh! Morning my love!"

Annie gurgled happily in her highchair at the sight of you, "Mamama!"

You and Harry gasped at her mumblings, as it was one of the first times she had mumbled something close to an actual word, "That's it babygirl! Mama!" You cooed as you approached her and lifted her out by her chubby underarms.

You swung her around in your arms continuing to sing her praises before pulling her into your chest and giving her a big kiss and morning snuggle.

Harry came over then, a huge grin plastered on his face as he took in your appearance. He leant down to whisper into your ear, "Gonna be the death of me in that," before placing a kiss at the point where your jaw met your neck. Your skin burst into goosebumps from the sensation of his soft lips and slight stubble tickling your skin.

You smirking in knowing, "Thank you for the flowers, H."

"Me and my little sunflower here went and picked them for you this morning," he said as he tickled Annie softly. She smiled up at her dad in complete adoration.

At the mention of sunflowers you remembered the song he'd been singing just before, "Was that a new song you were singing honey?"

Harry nodded, "Came to me when I woke up so just started jotting some stuff down...a song for my beautiful little sunflowers."

He wrapped his tattooed arms around both you and Annie then, cuddling you both into his chest and you hoped that you would feel this loved and safe for the rest of your lives.

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so this one is inspired by one of harry's lovely songs and it was actually a suggestion from @CaathyX as I asked for some feedback on my last song fic and she really enjoyed it and said why dont I try writing with a harry song in mind so here we are!! 

so a huge thanks to her for being one of the nicest people I know on here and for always giving me such lovely comments on my writing, lots of love <3 (((she also has a harry fic published which is literally AMAZING so go and give it a read)))

obviously the song has a lot of repeated lyrics/phrases so for a lot of this one shot there aren't many mentioned for a while, basically during the whole smut scene lol, but I tried to get them in there the best I could :)) I also put my little twist on it as im pretty sure sunflower vol 6 is more of a song about a past relationship but I quite like how this turned out so I hope you do too!

also it's led on quite nicely in a way from the last one even though that was completely unintentional hahaha

massive thank you for all the love you guys continue to show all my books, keep commenting, reading and voting it means so much to me!! you're all lovely little sunflowers :)

lots of love

kait xxx