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Pure Seduction

Harry Styles!! pt 2

The gym Harry trained in was grand and the room sectioned off for sports training was even larger. Machines all over the place, a large ring in the middle of the room; punching bags and speed bags here and there. A dim light was cast over the area giving it a serious and dreary feel.
Harry had insisted you come with him today and since you wanted to spend more time with him you consented.
Harry had been training harder and harder since finals were coming and the season was coming to a close. It was funny to think that The Sound followed the exact schedule of the pro’s season, but come to think of it the fights Harry goes into are just as bad as the big time ones, if not worse.
You had come dressed in your athletic wear wanting to pass the time as he trained. You went over to stretch before you started your yoga and watched as Harry jumped into the ring with his coach.
Mitch was shouting things at Harry as he began to bounce on his feet hitting the air as though it was his opponent.
Left hit, right hit, duck, feign, repeat.
You eyes were wide with wonder as you watched him move gracefully and with ease, as though this was embedded in his mind and it controlled his body. It brought butterflies to your body as you watched him go back and fourth, thinking how intriguing it was to see such a lethal man in action.
You grabbed a mat down from the wall and began to do some of the yoga posses you had googled previously the night before. Trying to catch some of his gracefulness you went into downward dog and held there for a moment before slowly moving out to cobra.
Your back made a disturbing cracking sound and Harry who had stopped for a moment heard and turned to you. He surveyed your body in its current position and smirked to himself. After muttering a few words to Coach he jumped out from the ring and made his way over to you; you flowed somewhat nicely to a sitting position and looked up at him.
You patted the ground in front of you and he obliged by sitting down. You two hadn’t been there for a half an hour and he was already a sweaty mess. Your hands combed back a few curls that had fallen in front of his face and you made a show of wiping your hands on your shirt.
His loud laughter made its way to your ears and he hauled you up with him as he stood.
“What are you doing?” You asked as he dragged you along side of him. “Will you stop dragging me please?” He let go of your hands and you thanked him.
“I am teaching you some moves love. Don’t give me that look,” he smiled as the look on your face spoke your inner thoughts.
“Harry we both know that this is going to fail. Epically might I add.”
“No it won’t, I don’t except failure and I won’t have my girlfriend accept it either.” A rough and lingering kiss was pressed to your lips
. You raised your eyebrows in question as he bent down and got close to your ear.
“I’m just showing those two guys who couldn’t stop staring at your arse who you belong to.” So that was his aim; you were surprised though by his words and gazed behind you, locking eyes with two men who looked like they could build some more muscle.
“Who said I belong to you exactly?” You couldn’t contain the sass that had subconsciously made its way into your voice.
“You belong to me as well as yourself. I’m not that greedy.” You whacked his arms and grabbed the hand held out for you as he helped you into the ring. You felt tougher already standing up here.
“It’s a lot bigger then it looks from down there.” You said to no one in particular. You reached out and touched the thick ropes, the coarse feeling caressing your hands.
“Alright Y/N give me your hands I have to wrap them,” you held out your hands as Harry wrapped up your hands to match his. When that was finished he wasted no time jumping into his lesson.
“First you must measure up your opponent. Look for any weaknesses they have and target them. You are fighting this is not going to be nice,” his voice was deep and forceful. You nodded diligently as he continued on.
“Second you must have confidence. Your body is a weapon and if taken care of and used properly it can be very lethal.”
He sounded so strong talking about the thing he loved to do. You didn’t know half of what he was saying but you still took it all in. You wanted to be open minded and impress him.
“Lastly, you can’t let your opponent get inside your head. Half of what they say is to get a rise out of you and you’ve got to brush it off. Alright now that that’s out of the way let us begin.” He grinned mischievously and turned you around so his chest was flush against your back.
“You hold your hands like this,” he made your hands into the proper fist and showed you how to hold your arms.

He got off task and started to kiss up your neck making you giggle and moan when he started to suck lightly on your sweet spot. Once he felt he made a reasonable mark he moved to be in front of you.
“I like my marks on you.” You shock your head, wanting to get the show on the road.
“Continuing on if we may! I want to hit you already,” you said through laughter.
“Always wonderful to know my lovely girlfriend wants to hit me.” Yes, you took the spot on his bed.
“Hey you brought me here, let’s do this. I’m in the zone Harry.” He shook his head playfully and narrowed his eyes.
“Alright I’ll coach you and tell you what to do,” he said as he braced himself.
“Hit me as much as you want love.” He winced as he said so and you didn’t waste a moment before throwing punches at his arms, only to have him block each one.
Soon you tired and he grabbed you up in his arms.
“Not bad for a beginner; some of those punches were rough. Let’s go get our stuff and go home.” He helped you down from the ring and unraveled the tape from both sets of your hands.
You got your things together faster then Harry and stood waiting for him next to the ring, only to be approached by one of the two guys from earlier. His had light blond hair with dark brown eyes and he looked as scrawny as you had thought.
“Did it hurt?” His cocky voice came off nasally and you internally blanched. Putting on a strong front you decided to speak up rather then ignore him.
“If this is going where I think it’s going save yourself the humiliation. I’m here with someone.”
“Oh please, I bet you live for this.” You were appalled that this asshole had the audacity to say that.
“Excuse me but you can go now.” You were hoping Harry would come out soon; if this guy wouldn’t take the hint and leave soon you were going to start screaming.
“I don’t think so.” He grabbed your arm and you did the first thing that came into your head. Your fist made contact with his face just as Harry was coming out of the locker room. His face registered surprise but when he saw who you had hit it turned to anger.
“The fuck happened?!” You waved him off and walked out of the gym, Harry trailing behind you fuming.
“Y/N what happened?” He yelled.
“I punched him Harry, he was a complete asshole and the first thing that came to mind was to punch him.” You were shocked you did that since you were not one for violence but it just happened. Harry stayed quiet for a few moments before he started to laugh.
“You didn’t see the look on your face after you punched him. I think you were more surprised then he was. I’m glad you stood up for yourself when I wasn’t around, but just know that won’t be happening too often.” You were glad Harry wasn’t angry, because when he was it was near impossible to deal with him.
“I like when you’re around,” you muttered.
“And I like being around.”

Notes

~~~SYN ROZE
Might continue..

Comments

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Great Sequal!!! XD

Hazeleyes13 Hazeleyes13
10/11/17

Plz do a foursome with all the guys

Please write some more soon. Your a great writer

@Anon
P would love to help!