When lockdown gets a little too much for you Harry surprises you in more ways than one.

{smut time besties}

It had been about a month now since you and Harry had retuned from Rome, but with all the chaos going on in the world at the moment, your trip already felt a million years ago.

Life had turned pretty boring and repetitive again; staying inside as much as possible, working virtually, missing your family and friends, and ultimately feeling pretty down because of a certain global pandemic that was running rampant through your lives.

Maybe it was because you'd managed to get a taste of what life was like before this whole shitstorm while in Italy, but in recent weeks you'd been feeling quite low. But you knew it was a normal way to feel; everyone you'd spoken to through Zoom or FaceTime had agreed - life was pretty bleak at the moment, so you couldn't beat yourself up for feeling this way.

There was one bright silver lining in your life right now though, and that was Harry.

Knowing how it felt to be cooped up from his countless hours spent on tour buses and in hotel rooms, he'd made sure to keep your days filled with as much excitement and variation as possible.

For example, when you'd said that you really missed going bar-hopping, he'd transformed a handful of rooms in your large home into different 'bars' and you'd gone on a mini pub crawl together, and ended up being absolutely hammered by the end of it. Or another time, when Harry had surprised you with a glamorous stay-at-home date night after you'd mentioned wanting to dress up and feel pretty. Of course, he'd made it very clear that you looked pretty every day, but he still understood what you were missing.

Those were just a couple of examples of how attentive Harry had been, since for one of the first times, you were busier with work than he was. Since he couldn't tour, do interviews, photoshoots or even go to the recoding studio, he was quite content just spending some time whenever he felt like it messing around in his home studio without any deadlines or pressure.

You on the other hand had been bogged down by work; they'd upped your workload since half of your colleagues weren't pulling their weight while you all worked from home which caused you to not only be stressed out, but also increasingly frustrated by your lazy co-workers.

Fortunately, this weekend you'd already booked off Friday and Monday for some plans that had now been cancelled, and even though you were disappointed they couldn't go ahead, the extra two days off work was looking pretty appealing right now.

The weather was glorious for the UK at the minute too, so you and Harry planned to just spend some quality time together relaxing in the sun.

You woke up on Friday morning to a wonderful combination of dappled sunshine hitting your face, the glorious smell of croissants and orange juice and a beautiful curly-headed, green-eyed man kissing you awake.

"Mmm," you hummed against Harry's lips, stretching your hands up to twist in his hair to pull him closer to you. His cheeks were warm, suggesting that he'd just gotten back from a run.

Despite your attempts to pull him back into bed with you, he'd managed to overpower you and lean back to gaze at you with an amused smirk, "C'mon darling it's breakfast time," he chirped, walking away to grab the tray of delicacies he'd left on your chest of drawers.

Your stomach rumbled in delight as he neared, only just realising how hungry you actually were, which wasn't surprising since usually you'd be up and done with breakfast by this time on a work day.

"Thank you so much H," you said as he placed the tray over your lap and sat down on the edge of the bed as you started tucking in.

"So," he started, and you peered up at him around a flakey bite of warm croissant to be met with his gleaming eyes and huge dimpled grin which you knew all too well - this was Harry's 'I've got something planned face', "Have got a little surprise arriving today."

You swallowed and smiled up at him in elation, he truly was the best, "What is it?" You asked eagerly.

"I'll give you a hint - when you get dressed put a bikini on under whatever you're wearing," his eyes danced with cheekiness and you instantly had a good idea at what the surprise was.

"You didn't?!"

"I did," he said in a sing-song voice, clearly very pleased with himself.

"Oh H," you sighed, voice thick with appreciation.

You and Harry had been toying with the idea of getting a hot tub for a while now, but never got round to actually ordering one. There was a spot on your patio that needed filling and since life was pretty dull at the moment, Harry had obviously thought now was the best time to get one - and you couldn't agree more.

"It's coming at the perfect time too - I thought we could have an at-home spa weekend!" He explained gleefully, and you secretly knew this was definitely also for his enjoyment as there was no denying that Harry loved to have a pamper.

"Sounds absolutely perfect Harry," you replied with the same enthusiasm, before leaning over your tray to kiss him softly, before mumbling against his lips, "Love you so much."

"Love you too baby."

♥

A few hours later, after you'd finished your breakfast and slipped into a bikini and short summer dress, the intercom for the gate finally rang.

You and Harry turned to each other with matching huge grins as you let out a little squeal of excitement, the pair of you almost running to open the gate.

And then before you knew it, your hot tub was fully installed and looking painfully inviting in the leafy, secluded area of your patio.

While Harry had been helping the delivery men to set it up, you'd stayed in the kitchen to prepared some raspberry mojitos for you both to drink as you lounged in the warm bubbly water. That was something else you'd both been enjoying during lockdown; turning into professional cocktail makers (it was safe to say not all of them turned out nice though).

Slipping your sunglasses up to push you hair back, you held a drink in each hand and carefully made your way out to Harry, who was testing out all the new lights and features on the hot tub.

"Here you go baby," you announced your arrival and passed Harry one of the glasses.

"Ooh, thanks my love," he took a long sip and his eyes widened before smacking his lips in satisfaction, "That's amazing!"

You gave him a confident smirk before placing your drink down on the thick edge of the hot tub and pulling your dress over your head, discarding it on the nearby loungers. Climbing up the two steps and swinging your leg around, you instantly let out a moan when your toes submerged at how blissful the water was.

Sinking all the way into the water with a content sigh, you leaned back to look for Harry, "Well come on then, get in!"

"I will, was just enjoying watching you though," Harry admitted with a smirk, winking at you as he unbuttoned his loose linen shirt and started to climb in to join you.

Once he was also submerged, making a similar noise of pleasure that you had, he leaned towards you and placed two hands either side of your thighs and coming in close, "You're a goddess, I hope you know that."

Your cheeks flamed at his words as you reached up to grab his neck and pull him in for a long, slow kiss that said everything you wanted it too.

Sitting back now, Harry grabbed his drink and you mirrored his movements, "Cheers darling."

"Cheers, H," you responded, clicking your glasses together and taking a long sip of the refreshing drink.

For a while, you both laughed and messed around as you tried out each seat in the hot tub, deciding on what was your preferred spot, choosing the colour of the lights and mostly just enjoying your new toy.

But soon enough, once you'd both settled in your favourite seats, Harry turned to you, "I meant to ask, have you done much writing lately?"

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, what did he mean by writing? "What do you mean H?"

"You know," he began, somewhat shyly, "On Wattpad."

Your mouth opened into a silent 'oh' when the penny dropped, completely forgetting for a moment the mortifying thing that had happened while you were away in Italy.

A small chuckle left your lips, "Oh yeah of course, forgot you know about that now..." you shot Harry a playful glare.

He just responded with that signature cheeky grin, "So fucking glad I do."

You splashed a small amount of water in his direction as he just laughed at the embarrassment he knew was still lingering, "I've not done any recently actually."

"You've been busy with work though to be fair."

"Mhm, exactly. Although I did log on the other day just to check my notifications and stuff," you felt heat rise to your cheeks again at fact you were actually having this conversation with Harry after practically vowing that he would never find out. But part of you couldn't help the warmth in your heart at his open and interested expression as you spoke. Maybe him finding out wasn't such a bad thing, "And there was this one new account who I've not interacted with before, but they literally spammed my books."

Harry's eyebrows raised slightly, as something you couldn't name flickered in his eyes, but it was gone before you had a chance to dwell on it, "Oh really? Well that's really nice though right?"

"Oh yeah for sure it was so lovely of them," you said, swishing the bubbles around with your fingers as you spoke, "Just a little out of nowhere since I'm not all that active anymore."

"Hmm," Harry just hummed slightly in acknowledgement.

"Hopefully some inspiration will strike me soon, as I do really miss it sometimes, especially when I'm stressed; it's such a good outlet."

You watched then as an idea overcame Harry's features, "How about I give you some inspiration?" He asked suggestively.

Instantly catching onto what he was implying, you bit your lip to try and repress your grin as he started moving towards you through the bubbles to sit next to you, "Suppose that could work."

Harry smirked quickly at you, eyes hooded with lust as he moved to start kissing your neck, his hands hot, even under the warm water, as they trailed across your thigh and made a pathway up your stomach and breasts, "This enough?"

You sighed as Harry started to gently stroke your breast through your thin bikini top, "Hmm, no definitely not."

He fingers moved then and began untying the ties that held your bikini to your body. A pleased hum left his lips as he managed to remove it fully, and you watched with shallow breaths as it floated away behind Harry.

Without a second to spare, he was back to groping your breasts under the water; massaging and pinching while still peppering kisses around the skin that was out of the water until you were squirming and murmuring his name breathlessly.

"What about now?" His voice was impossibly deep and teasing as he spoke directly into your ear, nibbling your sensitive lobe soon after as a shiver raked down your spine despite the warmth of the bubbles.

"N-no," was all you managed this time with a small shake of your head.

Straight away Harry moved his hand down to your aching core, instantly pushing under the waistband of your bikini bottoms and circling your clit with one long finger. A gasped moan left your parted lips at the feeling.

"How about now?" His voice was husky and deeper still as he pulled back to connect your gazes, emerald eyes burning with desire.

You shook your head rapidly now, the possibility of forming words suddenly gone as he teasingly dipped a finger into your waiting entrance and your back arched into him.

"What do you want baby?"

"You, Harry, always you," you managed to pant out in reply, all too aware of how quickly the both of you had become aroused.

He answered by pressing his lips to yours in a firm kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth which you gladly accepted. Harry's hands began to push you swimsuit bottoms down, just as yours simultaneously started to hook into the waistband of his swim shorts.

The water started sloshing against the sides as Harry parted from you lips and swiftly flipped you around so that you were seated on his lap. Both of your remaining pieces of wet clothing had been removed by now and had joined your bikini top in floating around the water.

All you could think about was how glad you were that the hot tub had been put in a very secluded part of your patio, as what was happening now certainly wouldn't have been hidden, had it not been for the privacy of the trees and bushes surrounding your property.

Harry gripped your hips tightly as he angled himself to push in to you, "Always hoped we'd fuck in here," he mumbled into your ear.

"Please H," you said breathlessly, finding all the build up way too much to handle.

And with your plea, Harry slid your hips straight onto his dick, all the way until his balls were flush with your ass and the both of your were letting out a joint moan.

Harry began thrusting slowly, being careful of the waves he was creating in the water, but you didn't mind as the slow pace was driving you crazy. You began to bounce slowly on his hard cock, making Harry moan your name as the friction started to build.

Eventually, you were begging for more, "Faster H, please."

But Harry knew if he did change his pace, the majority of the water would go over the side and onto your patio soon, so choosing another tactic, eager to get you reaching your high soon, he pulled out of you and flipped you around so your back was facing him and your elbows were leaning on the edge of the hot tub.

You let out a noise of surprise at his quick movements, but when he slid straight back into your slick entrance, you had no complaints.

Harry continued to thrust slowly, and you were confused at why he hadn't changed the pace leading to a whine coming from your lips.

"Just wait baby, you'll see," he murmured, voice smooth and thick like honey as he continued to languidly pump in and out.

You pressed your hips back against him, hoping that would pressure him to move faster, but then when he was moving your hips slightly to the left and the jet of the hot tub was pressing right over your clit, you knew why he'd been stalling.

"Fucking hell Harry!" You cried out in bliss, the combination of the powerful jet stimulating your clit and his deep thrusts, which had now gained some speed, meant your orgasm was suddenly speeding upon you.

"Thought you'd like that darling," Harry said, and you could hear the smirk in his voice as he continued to leisurely move his hips into yours.

"Holy shit, so, so, good," you mumbled, words blurring together as one of the most intense feelings you'd ever had began to coil tight in your lower stomach, your knuckles turning white as they gripped the edge of the hot tub.

And then Harry was pushing you even closer to the jet, resulting in an almost pornographic moan leaving your lips. He let out his own deep cry at your pleasure, hips increasing their speed, but stuttering every now and then, signalling that his own high was coming soon.

The pulsating water against your most sensitive area was very quickly becoming too much, your body literally spasming slightly from how much stimulation you were receiving, and Harry could most certainly tell.

"Oh my god Y/N, that's it baby, cum all over me," he panted out, hands now framing yours on the edge of the hot tub as he pounded into you, completely disregarding the water sloshing over the edge.

With a couple more thrusts you were coming hard; shockwaves ran through your body as you experienced one of the strongest orgasms you'd ever had, moans and cries left your lips as your body shook against Harry's chest.

As you clenched around him, he too came with a cry of your name, tumbling over the edge, hips stuttering into you a few more times to help you ride out one of the longest orgasms you'd ever experienced, and the feeling only helped Harry experience one of his best orgasms too.

Eventually you both came back down to earth and had practically fallen away from the jet, the help of Harry's hands around your waist as he twisted you back to face him being your only lifeline.

You sank back into the seat, completely blissed out, "Holy shit H," was all you managed as you both giggled, cuddling up to each other as the water settled around you.

"That was so sexy baby, you're fucking incredible," Harry said as he pushed his sweaty hair back from his face.

Smiling into his neck, you placed a chaste kiss there, "Think I've definitely got some inspiration now."

Harry laughed loudly, stretching his head back as he did so, "Your readers better thank me for the smut they're gonna get," he said teasingly, hand stroking patterns across your back.

"You wouldn't mind if I actually wrote something like this up?" You asked, wanting to make sure you understood what he was saying.

"Nah, they have no idea it's actually real so why not? Maybe just add in calling me 'daddy' or something though."

Now it was your turn to laugh loudly, "Never knew you had such a daddy kink H."

A rosy hue spread across his cheeks, "No I'm not saying that, just funny init."

"Yeah, yeah," you said giggling, "C'mere then daddy," you said wiggling your eyebrows as you turned his cheek towards your face.

"You're such a minx, I'll put you back over the jet if you're not careful," he replied in a warning tone but with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"No!" you squealed as Harry gripped your hips and placed you onto his lap, finally meeting your smiling lips with a firm, loving kiss.

♥

It was late evening now, and you and Harry were sat up in bed both just scrolling away on your laptops. You'd started writing a new one shot and Harry was eagerly helping whenever you needed it.

The situation was so surreal; the man you'd crushed on for all these years, now being not only your boyfriend, but also your Wattpad editor? How this had happened still baffled you and made a blush rise to your cheeks.

As you were typing though, you were vaguely aware of Harry angling his computer away from you ever so slightly. At first you thought nothing of it, but when his typing stilled and all he was doing was slowly scrolling on the mousepad, you curiosity peaked.

"Whatcha doing on there H?" You asked casually.

He jumped slightly, clearly having been very engrossed in whatever he was doing, "Uh, n-nothing love."

"Hmm," you said with a suspicious smile, but didn't push any further.

Ever so slyly, you closed your own laptop and stretched your arms above your head, using the movement to cock your head to the side and just about catch a glimpse of a very familiar screen lighting up Harry's computer.

And then the penny dropped.

"Oh my fucking god you're HarryLovesY/N!" You cried in disbelief.

Harry's reaction was instant, he shut his laptop incredibly fast and looked to you with wide eyes like a deer caught in headlights, "N-no! Am not!" But his tone held no conviction.

"You so are!" You laughed, clutching your stomach.

Harry put his laptop on the floor and flipped over onto his belly so he could hide his face in the pillows, "Baby..." his embarrassed whine was muffled but you still heard it.

Once you had calmed down from your laughing fit, you also flipped over and began snuggling your head into the crook of Harry's shoulder, "Harry..." you sang out, "C'mon sweet cheeks it's not embarrassing!"

"'Tis," was his grumbly response.

You stifled your laughter and attempted to push up under his shoulder to try and turn him around. But Harry, clocking onto what you were trying to do, made himself a dead weight.

Eventually after some coaxing, he finally turned on his side to face you, the red tinge to his cheeks still present, "You weren't meant to find out," he pouted.

"Oh H, now you know how it feels," you said with a giggle as he finally cracked a smile.

"Just wanted to read your writing, you write so well and I knew you'd never show me all of it," he explained sheepishly.

Your heart burst as the sweet admission, was this man really real? "You're so cute Harry," you mumbled, snuggling into him and pressing a kiss to his temple, "Maybe pick a less conspicuous username next time though."

Harry laughed loudly now, "Yeah not exactly subtle is it," he agreed with a face palm.

"No not at all," you confirmed with a laugh as he then wrapped his arm around your waist, "How about this, you delete your account, just to be on the safe side, and I'll give you completely free access to my account whenever you want?"

Harry's face lit up at your suggestion, before nodding eagerly, "Yes please, I'd really like that."

"But you have to promise not to tease me or anything," you added sternly.

"No, no, of course not baby," Harry's wide eyes were serious and you couldn't help but let your facade slip and giggle at how earnest he was being.

"Okay then," you said softly, gazing up at him lovingly, "I love you so much Harry, thank you for being so amazing through all of this, don't know what I'd do without you," you admitted, stroking his curls.

His eyes softened and filled with adoration at your words, "Don't ever need to thank me darling, I plan to be by your side for the rest of my life so you better get used to it."

You couldn't help the tears of joy that filled your eyes at his words, "There's nothing better I could think of having to get used to," you told him, smiling up at him.

"I love you more than you know Y/N," Harry whispered against your lips, and you responding by kissing him with all the love you had, "Goodnight my love."

"Goodnight HarryLovesY/N."

And with one finally deep belly laugh from Harry, you both settled down to drift off to sleep in the safest place you'd ever known: Harry's warm embrace.

guys imagine Harry having Wattpad HAHAHAHAHAHA 

hope this one brought a smile to your face as it definitely did for me while writing lmao

also oof to the sexy hot tub time *fans self* even though in real life you'd probs get a UTI :/ 

anyway hope you enjoyed, I know you guys really enjoyed the part one to this so I hope part two has lived up for you all!!

thanks for all the reads and love you guys show this book, it means so much to me :))

hope you're all well & love you all loads,

kait xxx