Harry Styles // Relax

Harry sighed, looking at his reflection. His fingers traced over the silk lapels of his suit. The pattern made him a bit dizzy when he looked at it for too long. As he reached for the cologne bottle he realized he wasn't quite feeling it tonight. He was exhausted and could have used some R&R, but on days like this his dream-come-true was just a job and it had to be done. He spritzed a bit of the fragrant on his neck, mostly for his own benefit rather than anyone else's.

„Ready?", you asked from the door.

You had been watching him for a while, not wanting to interrupt his concentration. It was minutes to show time and that was usually when he got a little lost in his own head.

He looked over at you, a small smile on his lips.

„Almost.", he replied.

He leaned his head to the side, running his eyes across your body. You saw his Adam's apple move. Your mouth stretched into a smile. He set down the cologne and stretched out a hand, beckoning you with his index.

You walked over to him. As soon as you were close enough, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into him. His hand went into your hair, pulling your head slightly back, giving him better access to your neck. You gave a content sigh when his lips touched your skin, just before his teeth nibbled at it.

„We don't really have time for this, H.", you managed to get out through your already shallow breathing.

„'s always time.", he muttered.

Next thing you knew, his hands were around your thighs and he set you onto the sink. You grinned, wrapping your legs around his waist, running your fingers through his hair. His stylist was gonna kill your for that, but you couldn't care. He went for your lips, but you dodged him and attached yourself to his neck.

„You better not leave a mark.", he grumbled, hands knotting in your shirt.

„I wouldn't dream of it.", you chuckled, slightly pulling at the skin over his collarbone with your teeth.

He groaned.

„I like this suit.", you muttered, running a hand over the fabric.

„Yeah? Thanks."

Harry grabbed your neck and finally pulled you close, pressing his lips to yours.

It wasn't quite the relaxation he had imagined, but it took the edge off just enough. He might even be okay with skipping a few more hours of sleep tonight, if it meant time spent with you.

He couldn't think about it right now though. Time was ticking away and he had a show to do. So, unwillingly, he pulled away, hands still resting on your cheeks.

He sighed. „I wish I could just stay here."

You licked your lips, running your thumb over his bottom lip.

„You and me both, believe me. But hey, I'll be here when you get back."

You gave him a peck and loosened your leg lock around him.

He grinned, stepping away from you.

„You better.", he called over his shoulder as he walked to the door.

And with the way he moved that night, he didn't very much give you a choice.