Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences

Like mother like son

"So everything's alright between you guys?" Anne asked you and Harry as the three of you started getting ready for dinner.

"Everything's perfect mum" Harry spoke, slight annoyance in his voice.

Harry's a little bit annoyed at the moment because Anne just got done showing you baby pictures of Harry.

You have to admit, your favourite one was the picture of Harry wearing his mum's bra.

You chuckled at the thought.

"What are you laughing at love?" Harry asked you, snaking his arms around you from behind.

"Nothing" you answered.

"Well, let's get started!" Anne cheered as she set the plates onto the dining table.

The three of you sat down and started random conversations.

"So...I'm sure the two of you has had sex by now. Correct?" Anne asked, causing Harry to choke on his food.

"Mum" Harry groaned.

"I'm just asking. As your mother I need to know if you're getting your special....pleasure....." Anne said.

Harry's cheeks were red and he looked absolutely adorable.

"I remember when harry was first born Y/ N, he was so small" Anne smiled.

"I bet" you offered a smile back.

"Well duh I was small...I was a baby" Harry said.

"Oh I wasn't talking about the size of your body. Your little penis was just the most adorable thi-"

"MUM!" Harry yelled.

You started giggling as Harry scolded his mother.

"Oh, sorry dear. Anyway, I know you guys are staying for one night, but Harry, if you don't mind please keep your hands to yourself. I don't want any baby making noises in my house tonight" Anne chuckled.

"Hey! Why are you telling me to keep my hands to myself? How do you know it's not Y/ N?" Harry asked seeming insulted.

"Because, Y/ N is a perfect little angel. And I've raised you son....I know you're very....cheeky" his mother replied.

You let out a small laugh.

Their mother-son relationship was so cute.

Anne then got up to go get a few napkins.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself" Harry whispered into your ear.

"Very much, yes" you laughed.

"Mmm....well....I'd like to see you enjoy this" Harry said.

Huh?

What was he talking about?

Harry suddenly placed his hand onto your thigh as Anne came back to the table.

"So, Y/ n, tell me. How's your family doing? I haven't seen them in a while" Anne asked.

"Oh they're great, they actually-"

You were talking until you felt Harry's hand go up your leg more, slowly sliding under your dress.

"Um.....they um...." You stuttered.

Harry smirked.

"They?......." Anne asked.

"They just g-got back from a t-trip" you finished.

"Oh, that's very nice" Anne complimented as you gave the annoyed face to Harry.

Harry chuckled and slid his hand closer to your center, moving the lace underwear out of the way.

"Well how's your job going? I know you've been working in that hectic office building" Anne asked yet another question.

You loved Anne to death, but right now you wished she would stop asking you questions since harry was being too playful.

"It's okay, we've been very busy lately with the holidays coming up and all" you simply answered with a bright smile.

You reached for your drink and Harry suddenly pushed a finger inside of you.

"Oh" you gasped, causing the liquid to go flying down your throat and making you cough in a very horrendous manner.

"Oh my god, Y/ N are you okay?" Anne asked getting up to get you some water.

"Yea babe...what happened?" Harry grinned, patting your back.

You squinted your eyes at him as Anne brought the water to you.

You gulped it down thanking Anne as Harry laughed.

"Uh mum...I think Y/ N and I are going to start getting ready for bed" Harry said getting up and helping you out of your seat.

"Okay kids. Hope you enjoyed dinner" Anne smiled.

"Yes, thank you so much for everything" you thanked Harry's kind mother.

She gave you a bright smile as a quiet you're welcome.

You took the time to really look at Anne's face.

Jesus.

She's beautiful.

Harry looked just like her.

Long chocolatey hair.

Deep, deep dimples.

Gorgeous green eyes.

Like mother like son.

"Come on baby, let's start going upstairs", Harry said. He brought his lips to your ear as he slid his hands down to your bum, "Then we can enjoy a nice...steamy...hot round of sex" he grinned.

"Steamy hot round of what Harold?" Anne asked eyeing harry.

"Tea mother. Tea" Harry quickly corrected himself.