Harlett or Hendall?

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H A R R Y 🔫

The date had been going extremely well. I had taken Scarlett to The Peppermill Restaurant and Fireside Lounge. It was a decent place, had excellent drinks and food, the atmosphere was fantastic, I felt like Scarlett was really enjoying herself. That was good, because she truly deserved it, after all the shit I put her through. We had just had dinner and were now hanging around the bar. Dinner was lovely to be honest, Scarlett was really talkative tonight, which helped because I was nervous as fuck about this whole 'first date' thing.

She talked mostly about her old memories and her worst first dates, telling me about how this was the best date she'd ever been on. I thought she was saying that just to make me feel better, but she actually reassured me that it was the truth. She even got me to open up a little about my backstory, even though there wasn't much. But I did tell her about how her father was the one who taught me to shave, and how to develop my talent to charm practically any girl. It made her happy, listening to how well her father and I bonded. I suppose if he were still alive, she assumed he would be happy she met me.

That was what went on throughout the whole of dinner. After that, Scarlett suggested we hang around the bar, mainly because she wanted to drink and dance. I said go for it, I was driving tonight so I didn't drink any alcohol, plus alcohol made me do some really fucked up shit whenever I consumed it.

I relaxed on my bar stool, my back against the counter with my elbows perched on it. My eyes were locked onto Scarlett's figure, which was dancing drunkenly on the dance floor. There was no doubt that the way she was dancing would be considered provocative and certainly attracted many gazes, mostly from males. But nobody approached her, already knowing that I had claimed her just by keeping my eyes locked onto her. I was that powerful. I rarely came here often though, sometimes just to visit an old friend who worked as a bartender here.

A lazy smile tugged at my lips at the sight of Scarlett dancing. It wasn't amusing; it was fucking hot. The way her hips swayed rhythmically to the beat of the music had my head spinning. Her hands moved in the air as she threw her head back, living in the moment.

I knew she was doing all of this to tease me, just to get back at me for what I did that time I first touched her. I had to admit she was doing a fine job at just that. Throughout the whole night, she'd always make eye contact with those alluring dark irises of hers. She teased me with gentle and coy touches, driving me insane every time her hand would 'accidentally' brush against my crotch. Her being drunk helped her to be confident and extra sexy tonight, which obviously helped her with her malicious plan to arouse me and leave me fucking hard after that. I knew what her intentions were, and I should know to catch her out on them, but I was losing my self-control.

"A Black Russian babe, extra vodka too," A woman right beside me spoke up loudly, as if she was trying to get my attention while ordering.

I snapped my head towards her, my eyes unconsciously glancing at her, before darting back up to meet her gaze. She was Hispanic, with long dark hair, strong brows and seductive irises. Her thick lips curved into a smirk when she noticed me staring at me, twisting her curvy figure to face me. My eyes only gazed at hers for a few seconds, before flitting back to Scarlett, who was now dancing with a curly-haired girl. They seemed to be having fun, in a non-lesbian way, so I decided not to intervene and just continue watching Scarlett.

"I've never seen you here before," The woman beside me spoke, a thick Cuban accent lacing with her tone.

My gaze flitted to her once again, before returning to Scarlett. "That's 'cause I don't come here often," I responded dryly, uninterested already in the conversation.

She continued to talk to me, even though I barely responded to her. I only noticed the close proximity of our bodies when her hand landed on my thigh suddenly. Immediately, I snapped my gaze towards hers, watching how she smirked and batted her lashes at me. The more she tried to flirt with me, the more she was making it obvious what her intentions were, the more I wanted to barf. Sure she was hot, obviously not as beautiful as Scarlett, but her flirting techniques made her seem way too annoying and persistent. She couldn't take the hint every time I cut her off, or pushed her away.

It was getting to a point where I was literally going to snap at her and tell her I wasn't interested. But that was something the old me would've done. The old me would've called her a whore and turned her down immediately, but the new me knew that that would be unbelievably rude and a dick thing to do. Before I could even open my mouth to say anything, I saw out the corner of my eye, Scarlett approaching us.

I felt an odd mixture of relief and fear, relief because I was happy she was making an appearance so this needy woman would leave me alone. Fear because she might think I was flirting back with her. I was caught completely off-guard when she walked right up to me, the emotions on her face indescribable, and pressed her lips to mine. I responded my gripping her hips, pushing myself off the counter slightly to kiss her back.

She pulled back with a cheeky grin, licking her lips before she realized someone was watching us. Scarlett snapped her head towards the Hispanic woman, whose name I believe was Amelia, and cocked an eyebrow at her challengingly. The look on both of their faces made me want to laugh. The way Scarlett was analyzing Amelia was amusing, making me nuzzle my face into the crook of Scarlett's neck to hide my smile.

"Sorry, hon. But he's taken," Scarlett apologized, pursing her lips sympathetically at Amelia, who just stood there with her mouth agape.

"Right, sorry," she stuttered awkwardly, obviously fearful of how possessive Scarlett seemed at the moment.

"Bye bye now," Scarlett waved her off with a fake smile, making me chuckle deeply once again, pressing my lips together to suppress the loudest chuckle yet. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, baby," I grinned, watching her pout adorably before shrugging. "I think that was a bit harsh." To be honest I didn't even think that.

"Harsh? Oh please, she knew you were staring at me. Yet she ignored that," Scarlett scoffed, rolling her gorgeous eyes as I chuckled again.

"God you're so fucking hot when you get possessive over me," I said breathlessly, watching a sultry smirk stretch across her lips.

"Well, you know how much it turns me on when you're possessive like that," she murmured lowly, her vodka/mint scented breath hitting my lips. It smelt intoxicating, as strange of a mixture as it was.

"Scar," I breathed when her palm brushed against my crotch for what seemed like the hundredth time today. "Enough teasing, baby," I pleaded gently, my hands resting low on her hips as she stood in between my legs.

"Bad boys don't get rewards, they get punishments," she smirked playfully at me, her words reminding me of how similar they were to what I said when I left her all aroused and soaking wet.

"But haven't I been a good boy all evening?" I pouted at her, watching her eyes darken at my words. Then suddenly, she burst out laughing. "What?" my features slackened as I watched her double over.

"That was weird."

"What was?" I furrowed my brows, causing her to giggle again. This was what alcohol did to her; it made her horny, whiny and fucking weird all at once. But I loved it.

"'Good boy'," she said deliriously, adding in air quotes. "That's so kinky," she laughed, making my cheeks redden slightly. I thought she'd be into that kind of thing, apparently not.

"Shut up," I grumbled, making her cackle even more.

"Now now, don't speak like that to your mommy," she scolded playfully, pouting her perfect lips and furrowing her dark brows. Then her serious expression vaporized and she started laughing again.

"God you're awful," I groaned, bringing my hand up to literally face-palm myself when she made another kinky joke.

"What did you say?" she questioned seriously all of a sudden, her playful queer demeanor vanishing in an instant, replaced by a dominating seductive one that frankly scared me and made me hard a little.

"I said, you're awful," I repeated slowly, a bold smirk planting on my face after my words. My lips parted when she grabbed my crotch all of a sudden, giving it a surprising squeeze as she leaned closer.

"Hmm I don't like the sound of that," she shook her head slightly, rubbing my hardening member through my tight jeans, agonizingly slow. It was dark here at the lounge, the only light source were these neon lights that illuminated the entire place exquisitely. Her hand was slightly hidden in an awkward way, in this place people barely noticed us, doing the same sort of intimate activities anyways.

"Maybe you should try re-phrasing that," she suggested, her tongue poking out to pull her bottom lip back into her mouth, before allowing her teeth to sink into it.

The sight of the action alone made me moan a little, surprised with how the smallest things she did had the greatest effects on me. My grip on her hips tightened immediately when I gave up and pushed my lips against hers. She reacted my roping her arms around my shoulders, pressing her lips firmer against mine with her fingers lacing with my curls. My tongue dove through her parted lips, colliding with her own, feeling my body flush with heat as I did so.

I didn't care at all that we were in public and I was practically sucking her face off, all I wanted to do right now was to strip her down and take her right there on the counter. But obviously that would've been too extreme; plus I wanted our first time to be special, and frankly not on a cold counter. My hand smoothened down her thighs, dipping under her dress slightly. She groaned lightly in protest against my lips, her hands moving to pull mine back up to settle them on her hips.

I smirked into the kiss, moving my hands around her to squeeze her glorious ass. A squeal left her lips, which was stifled by the kiss when I did that, causing her to break it to glare at me playfully with flushed cheeks and a timid smile. A grin appeared on my face at the sight of hers, causing me to lift my hand up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, circling back to cradle her cheek.

Her hand was still moving against my crotch, the palm of it rolling against the large bulge that had formed there repeatedly in a very slow pace. I was hard to a point my c.ock was practically suffocating in my tight jeans. My hips were twitching to buck into her hand, desperate for her touch. I needed her; I needed her to touch me. I trusted her now, which meant I knew she wouldn't try anything while being intimate with me.

My lips met hers in a slow sensual kiss once more, my tongue dipping into her mouth, sliding against her own tongue before pulling out, leaving a short firm peck on her lips.

"Baby," I murmured huskily, my eyes rolling to the back of my head when I felt her warm wet lips travel along my jawline.

"Hmm?" she hummed in reply, pushing her palm firmer against me, causing me to grunt in pleasure.

"I need you," I murmured lowly into her ear, watching her pull back to gaze at me with her coconut-brown eyes glinting mischievously.

"Let's go," she responded sharply, her hand leaving my crotch to grasp my own, entwining our fingers as she tugged me along.

I quickly bid my friend goodbye as she dragged me through the exit. We moved hurriedly, getting into the car swiftly and speeding off. There again, her hand palmed me while I was driving. I wasn't sure how I kept control of the car while she continuously moved that damned hand of hers on me. Once we had arrived at The Organization, we literally speed-walked towards the warehouse.

My hands dug into my pockets for the keys to the apartment, quickly locating them before pulling them out and sliding it into the lock. As soon as we were inside, I had Scarlett up against the wall. A gasp fell from her perfect lips at the sudden movement, her hands coming up to cup my cheeks firmly, pulling my face to kiss my lips.

I pushed my tongue deeper into her mouth, my hands messily grabbing at her waist while I relished the feeling of her soft lips against mine, and her warm tongue dancing with my own. My hands left her hips momentarily to tug the blazer I had on, off. Removing it harshly and quickly as I still had my lips locked with hers, my hands dove to tug the bottom of her dress upwards, to allow my hands to grip her thighs.

I lifted her up, using my hips to pin her against the wall as she interlocked her ankles behind my back. She moaned softly against my lips when I pressed my bulge against her clothed core. My hips automatically started to rock, grinding against her as my lips moved in sync with hers. The feeling was absolutely pleasuring, small grunts were leaving my lips every time I rubbed my hardening c.ock against her damp s.ex, through the increasingly annoying restraints we both had on.

My c.ock was in desperate need of attention, and dry humping wasn't exactly going to help it. Wrapping my arms around her torso, I held her to me, walking down the hallway blindly as we resumed our kissing. Scarlett broke the kiss for a breath of air, giving me the opportunity to attach my lips to her neck. Her fingers tugged on the baby curls near my neck, before moving to unwrap the bandana that was around my head. My hair immediately fell forwards, before she ran her nimble fingers through the strands, pushing them back before tugging on them every time my teeth grazed her skin.

Her back met the bedroom door, my feet moving forwards to push her against it, causing it to fly open. I laid her on the bed gently, kicking my shoes off as I watched her stare up at me with a lustful look in her eyes. I ducked down slightly to unstrap her golden shoes off before tossing them away. The rough palms of my hands slid up the outer side of her legs, pushing her dress further upwards to reveal her pure white lacey panties.

My tongue poked out to lick my lips at the sight of the damp spot between her legs, my eyes flitting up to meet her shy gaze. A smirk curved into my lips as I allowed my fingers to gently brush against the wet part of her panties, causing her to mewl softly. The sound made me grow harder than I already was. My body moved forwards to hover over her petite frame, staring into her stunning irises with lust and adoration as I ducked down to join our lips another time.

The kiss was hot and messy, swollen lips pressing against one another's, warm wet tongues pushing and fighting for dominance, all while our hands explored each other's bodies. I could feel her small hands fisting my t-shirt, signaling that she wanted it off. I moved back until I was kneeling between her legs, my hands gripping the material of my shirt before yanking it off. The force caused my curls to flop back onto my forehead, making me automatically push it off, running my fingers through my curls.

Scarlett watched me as if she was mesmerized by my actions, white teeth sinking into the pink flesh of her lower lip as she gazed at me with hooded eyes. When I came back down to kiss her, I was caught off-guard when she suddenly flipped us over, taking over the dominant position. There was a flash of worry crossing her features as she sat on top of me, her teeth still tugging at her lip. She leaned forwards, her palms settling on either side of my head, her irresistible ass pushing up high into the air as she gazed at me curiously.

"Do you trust me?" she asked me, her question surprising me a little. I gazed back at her intensely, licking my lips before answering.

"Yes."

"Good, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or vulnerable," she explained, a small smile growing on her lips as her hand came up to cradle my cheek. "I just want to make you feel good."

"Okay," I sighed, nodding my head slightly, causing her to smile reassuringly at me, looking absolutely gorgeous while she did so.

She pulled away, straightening her back until all her weight was sitting right on top of my throbbing cock. She moved between my legs, her hands coming down on the waistline of my jeans, her fingers working slowly on unbuckling my belt. Everything she did was tortuously slow, but out of care. It was like she was trying to kill me. Once she had somehow managed to get my jeans off, with the greatest difficulty, she moved back to her previous position, sitting right on top of my aching cock.

A groan left my lips when she moved her hips slightly, grinding down on my cock ever so slightly, with just our underwear as a barrier between us. I was able to feel the heat of her core radiating through her panties and searing through my boxers. Her eyes fluttered close when she moved her hips again; tantalizingly steady as if she had all the time in the world. My hand gripped the bottom of her dress, indicating that I wanted it off, which she understood immediately.

Her arm moved up to reach the back of her dress, the sound of a zipper moving filling up the room momentarily before it stopped. She settled for removing the dress by tugging it over her head, and as she did so, she revealed her absolutely flawless body inch by inch. My lust-filled eyes studied her beautiful body slowly, lingering around her breasts that looked gorgeous and perky in her matching ivory bra.

"Fuck baby, you're so beautiful," I breathed, my large hands caressing her hips, my thumbs drawing circles into her hipbone.

Scarlett blushed modestly, averting her gaze as a shy smile replaced her alluring smirk. There she was. My shy innocent baby with her timid gazes and pretty smiles. The alcohol must've been wearing off. I was ripped away from my thoughts again when she moved her hips again, causing me to inhale sharply at the feeling of it. Her lips met mine once again, but only for a short while until she trailed her lips along my jaw, leaving soft wet kisses along the bone.

Her sex was still brushing against mine every time she moved, shredding my self-control little by little. Did she really have to tease this much? Now I know what it felt like for her when I left her aroused like that. It probably sucked. I could only pray and hope she's kind enough to not leave me like that, I don't think I would be able to handle it.

Her lips travelled along my neck and to my collarbones. There she sucked and nipped at the bronzed tattooed skin, leaving a dull ache before her tongue lapped at it to soothe it. My hands absentmindedly landed on her ass, squeezing the flesh every time I felt her teeth graze my skin. I put pressure on her ass, bringing her down to grind on me, causing soft moans to tumble from her sweet lips.

"Harry," she moaned breathlessly against my chest, her eyes fluttering close as her fingernails grazed the skin of my chest lightly.

She resumed her actions, her lips leaving hot moist kisses down the expanse of my torso. The wet heat of her tongue and lips on my chest had me breathing heavily with flushed cheeks, my hands fisting the sheets as she left open-mouthed kisses on my torso. Her warms hands glided down my midriff, feeling my taunt ab muscles as her mouth inched closer to the waistband of my boxers. Dark brown eyes flitted up to meet mine, an alluring smirk dipping into her pink lips as she lowered her head.

"Tell me what you want Harry," she told me lowly, her voice dripping with lust as she toyed with the waistband of my boxers.

"Jesus Christ, Scar," I shuddered, when she ducked her head down to allow her nose to playfully brush against soft bristles of the faint hairline, that led to my package in my boxers. "Baby, please."

"Please, what?" she teased, her hand crawling up my chest to let her thumb brush against my extra pecks, earning another shudder from me.

"Oh fuck. Touch me, taste me, suck me off, do something; anything," I groaned in exasperation, my hand coming up to grasp her chin firmly. She smiled again, that seductive one that had my cock hard for her.

"Your wish is my command."

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-I mighttttttt double-update cuz of the cliffhanger ahah! I couldn't help but update cuz it's 2016 y'all plus I'm gonna die next week so there won't be anymore updates for some time(probably).

-if you guys ever get bored or something I have a new book up filled with random shit such as quotes, rants, song lyrics, playlists and etc. I put up a rant there about my view on the whole Hendall drama if you wanna check that out☺️

-thank you to everyone on wattpad for all the support and love I've received throughout the year! wattpad is like my escape and I'm so thankful for wonderful people like you 🤗💗

Until we meet again...

~T