Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Wrestling

Harry laid on top of you, holding your hands down.

You lifted your hips up, meeting his.

"Easy there tiger" he grinned at you.

You pushed him back so he was laying on his back and you quickly got on top of him, holding him down.

"How does it feel?" You asked.

"How does what feel?" He raised his eyebrows up.

"To be trapped.....how does it feel."

"Well....I'm trapped by you....and I have to admit....I like it...." he winked.

He suddenly flipped you guys, causing the two of you to fall out of the bed and land onto the floor.

Some how he managed for you to still be on top of him.

"How did you do that?" You asked, puzzled.

"I'm just smarter than you kitten" he answered.

You rolled your eyes and pulled his hair slightly.

"Well I'm stronger than you" you snapped back.

You always loved wrestling with harry.

You guys always gave each other sexy, sarcastic attitude.

You were flipped under Harry in a matter of seconds.

Harry growled at you, like a tiger staring at his prey.

"Who's the tiger now?" You asked.

"Still you" he answered.

"Good. So I guess that means I'm still stronger than you" you teased.

"You wanna take that back baby girl?" Harry asked.

You shook your head.

His lips trailed down your neck, skimming along the smooth skin above your breasts.

He moved his fingers down into your shorts, tugging on the lace underwear you had on.

"You still don't want to take that back?" Harry growled.

He sounded so sexy....

So intimidating....

You shook your head again, eager to what was to come.

He bit down on your neck, not holding anything back.

"Harry...." You moaned, arching your back.

He blew air onto the now burning skin and gave it a small lick, followed by a kiss.

"You're being punished....You don't talk to daddy like that" he whispered seductively.

"What's my punishment?" You dared to ask.

He smirked.

He got up lifting you up with him and hovered over you on the bed.

"I can show you better than I can tell you" he grinned.

"Enlighten me then" you begged.

He brought his lips back to your ear.

"I rather not..." he chuckled and raised off the bed to leave the room.

Huh?

"Wait...where are you going?" You asked.

He turned around to look at you and just grinned and continued to walk off.

Dammit.

He got you all turned on for nothing.

"Ugh!! Harry!!" You complained throwing a pillow out the bedroom door, hoping it would hit him, even though you know he was downstairs by now.

The echo of Harry laughing filled your ears.

Ugh.

He drives you crazy.