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Now I need y/n to hump a pillow but Harry walked in on her but stay quiet

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She had been so turned on all day. Maybe it was because she was nearing her monthly, or maybe it was because Harry hadn’t been home all fucking day to take care of her.

She fucked herself in the bed, in the shower, even used a shower head and it still was not the same as when Harry fucked her. She needed something more than this.

She laid in her bed, playing on her phone with a pillow between her legs as she scrolled mindlessly. She tried so hard to take her mind off of being so turned on all day, but it wasn’t working.

She let out a whine, throwing her phone to the side in defeat. A sigh left her lips as she adjusted her hips, the pillow suddenly hitting against her clit. She let out a soft breath at the sudden feeling.

To contemplate, she didn’t know what to think. Was it the pillow, or was she still so turned on that it just felt good when she moved?

Her eyes bored into the pillow, blinking hard. She looked up at the cracked door, listening to see if Harry had came home yet. She didn’t really know how long it was gonna be till he came home.

Adjusting her hips, she rolled onto her back and placing the pillow between her spread legs. Fucking a pillow? Definitely about to get checked off her list of things she never thought she would do.

Her eyes fluttered shut, her hips started to rock against the pillow as her hands had a tight grip against the cushion to put some force onto her clit.

A moan spilled past her lips, toes curled as she started to hump the pillow slowly. Her clit throbbed, feeling her arousal starting to make a mess in her underwear.

“Oh, harry,” She whined out, pinching her eyes shut tightly, “P-Please, keep fucking me—“ She gulped out, lips parted as she rutted against the cushion harder.

She thought she was alone. She thought she was gonna be able to get away with this, but Harry had came home a few minutes after she started.

Harry didn’t know she was needy. He had no idea. She hadn’t texted him anything dirty today, but she also knew that he was in meetings all day and not to disturb him.

He came in quietly, given it was late and he didn’t know if his lover was even awake at this time. He tiptoed up the stairs quietly, a sigh leaving past his lips as he brushed his curls out of his face.

Sounds of moans bellowed through the hallway, Harry’s brow perking up in curiosity. He approached the bedroom door, peaking through it and his jaw slowly dropped as he saw his girl fucking her pillow.

“Just like that! Fuck!” She whined out. At this point, she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she had stripped naked and was on top of the pillow.

Her hips ground against the pillow, her fingers playing with her nipples. Pinching. Flicking. Rubbing. She cried out in pleasure as the cushion rubbed against her clit in ways that she needed.

Harry pressed his forehead against the door frame, his stomach started to twist as he watched his girl get herself off on a pillow. He couldn’t help but watch. Was it weird? No. He didn’t think so. She watched him do almost the exact same thing, and the ending result was her riding his cock until he was blinded by his orgasm.

This wasn’t any different.

He felt his cock twitch in his pants, his fingers rested against the doorknob as she spilled out moans, groans, cusses and even spilling his own name out of her mouth.

“I’m cumming! Fuck me!” She whined out, her body tensing as her fingers met the inside of her mouth. She started to suck her fingers feverishly, riding her orgasm out into the pillow.

Harry’s cheeks were red with arousal. He was so turned on, watching her fuck herself. Her fingers in her mouth while she flicked at her nipples.

He blinked hard, taking a step back from the door before going back downstairs. He didn’t know how to approach her after that, but he was definitely going to bring it up later tonight before he decides to drill her into the bed.