Irresistible (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

34: A Little Hint Of Tummy

(A/N: someone posted these pics on Instagram and I was inspired to write about them. Enjoy.)

"Is this alright?"

"Yes," I giggle in an attempt to suppress the new tingling feeling vibrating through my toes.

This really does feel good.

"You sure, don't want to take this too fast."

"That's impossible." I scoot down into a more comfortable position looking up at him.

If you had told me we would end up like this tonight I wouldn't have believed you, but here we are.

"You like this?" His voice suddenly much deeper. I peel my eyes open from their restful state, tearing myself away from the bliss of just laying back and let his hands rub over my skin.

"Harry," I whine longingly as he presses on a very particular spot that has my whole body cringe with pleasure.

"I mean the pressure love," he whispers over to me. "Can you handle it?"

I can tell what he's trying to do here, after the last few days I've finally just let go and allowed him to have his way. It's nice not always questioning and worrying. Those things are still on my mind but I try not to linger on them... it's still a work in progress.

So now I guess you can say we are official.

Goodness that sounds weird.

But here we are sat on Harry's couch watching the Late Late Show with James Corden as Harry rubs my feet.

It was his punishment actually. Everyday since Thanksgiving he's been set on getting out and exercising. Said he needed to work off all the holiday weight to which I said he didn't need to do. I mean has he seen himself?

Sure he has a little hint of a tummy sometimes but I love it. It's cute as it presses against his shirt. Makes him more human as ridiculous as that sounds. Has his busting arms muscles and perfect hair and magical lips the boy can have a little tum tum stick out. It's precious and adorable and I love him even more for it...wait what?

Love?

I shake my head to try and rid myself of the thought.

It's far to early for all that isn't it?

I love his little tummy, that's it. Not him... but it's a part of him...

I need to stop this, that tummy was the reason he had me out and exercising all day.

Today he had the bright idea that we walk miles along the beach as our athletic activity. I was worried we'd get spotted but there was barely anyone about and you want to know why? Because it began to rain halfway through our walk.

So there I was huffing and puffing, my legs aching from walking along the sand and then suddenly drenched due to the rain pouring from the sky.

Now I grew up in New York so I'm no stranger to rain but I never voluntarily walked through it without any protection. Well it must be a thing in the UK because Harry had no problem just strolling through as if it wasn't there.

About a mile from his house I just couldn't go on so I hopped on his back and he carried me the rest of the way.

Harry was more than happy about my defeat. He had been offering over and over the whole time we were out but I didn't think getting caught on camera mounted on Harry's back would be a very good thing.

Couldn't talk ourselves out of that one too easily could we?

"Oh," my upper body pulses forward as Harry kneads one spot on the pad of my foot sending a jolt right between my legs.