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Realms of Desire

Spolis of War

Cold. Damp. Bleak. That's how life had been for the last year. He was tired as his boots stomped through the mud. His uniform was soaked from the heavy rain and his fingers trembled from the chill in the air. He hated that he'd not seen the sun in days. He could bare the days when he could see the sun.
Harry looked down at the ground he walked on. Mud mixed with oil from trucks and blood from the battle the night before. Harry's heart sunk when he thought of the men that lost their lives. He inhaled deeply and pushed the thought to the back of his mind. He couldn't think about it. That's not how you won a war. Honor the men by keeping your mind on the fight that was raging around you.
Harry looked up when he felt warmth on his face. The sun was starting to peek through the clouds; he smiled brightly. The men around him were smiling as well. He never realized how much a small thing like sunshine could mean until that moment. The men around him started to chat quietly. Harry even began to join in on the light banter. Then he noticed that there were people emerging from their homes to see them marching down the road. He noticed their Captain speaking to a few townsmen up the road. Suddenly, every man stopped marching. The fell out of their formation and started to chatter.
"We're staying here tonight." Liam, a man Harry had come to know very well, stated. Harry nodded slowly. He was sick of trudging through the mud, looking for another fight. Harry's head snapped around quickly when he heard his name being called from a house a few meters away. Harry's heart stopped when he saw a girl come down a flight of steps.
"HARRY!" She cried again. She held her skirt out of the mud as she ran down the walkway of the home.
"Piper?" He was shocked seeing her coming toward him.
"Harry." She sobbed as she landed in his arms. Harry held Piper tightly as she hugged him as hard as she could. Piper cried into his neck. He couldn't believe she was in his arms. Piper backed out of the hug and held his face in her hands. "Harry." She whimpered, stroking his dirt caked cheeks. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She asked with worry as she slid her hands to the back of his head to stroke the extra short hair.
"I'm fine. Pi. I'm fine." He responded, trying not to touch her. His hands were filthy and he didn't want to dirty her porcelain skin. "My hands are dirty, love." Harry murmured seeing Piper's displeasure with the lack of contact.
"I don't care." She gripped his wrists and brought his hands up to her face. He cupped her cheeks tenderly. She turned her head to kiss the palm of his hands. Harry couldn't help but rest his forehead against Piper's.
"STYLES!" The captain shouted. Harry quickly separated from Piper, pushing her behind him slightly. Piper refused to let go of Harry's arm. The captain approached Harry and Piper, his eyes cold and set on Harry. "Styles." The Captain spoke almost gently. "Is that your girl?" He asked, motioning to Piper's small frame hiding behind Harry.
Harry gave a single nod, "Yes sir." The Captain looked over Piper's red, puffy eyes and swollen lips, both caused by crying over Harry.
"Captain, sir." Piper moved from behind Harry a bit. Harry tried to stop her but she had always done what she wanted. "Can I take care of him? Please?" Piper's bottom lip quivered. The Captain looked back at Harry's worried face. "I can take in some more of your men as well. I don't mind." Piper glanced back at Harry. "But let me take care of my soldier." Piper pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
"I'll let him be in your care." The Captain smiled warmly at her. "But he must help with the camp first." The Captain added. Piper nodded quickly then hugged the Captain. He laughed and gave her a tight squeeze. "Styles, camp." The Captain instructed. Harry nodded and pulled Piper back from the Captain.
"Go inside and stay there until I come, do you hear me?" Harry spoke to Piper sternly. Piper stared at him with a blank expression. "Don't argue. Get in the house and stay there, Pi." Harry's tone was one that Piper had never heard before. She nodded and brushed her thumb over his cheek one more time. "Go." Harry commanded. Piper hustled back into the house like Harry had asked. He sighed when she was out of sight.


"That's quite the girl you've got there, Harry." Liam stated with a smirk as they tried to set up a tent. Harry nodded but didn't speak. "When you say she's your girl, are you..." Liam tried to search for the words.
"I'm going to marry her when I get back." Harry answered flatly. Liam nodded with a smile. "She's a good woman." Harry told Liam with a light in his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me about her? Anyone about her?" Liam asked with a genuine curiosity. Harry lifted his head to see that Piper was outside of the house. Harry groaned and dropped the rod in his hand. He knew he was about to get into trouble but he didn't care.
"PIPER!" Harry called out to her. She turned her head and smiled. "IN THE HOUSE!" Harry demanded. Piper ignored him. "PI! NOW!" Harry shouted once again. Piper sighed heavily and did as she was told. Harry picked up the tent rod again, grumbling under his breath, "She drives me insane."
"The good ones are supposed to." Liam laughed as they tried to set up the tent again.


"STYLES!" The Captain called out to him. Harry turned and stood at attention, not knowing what his commanding officer wanted. The Captain approached him with a smile. "At ease, son." The Captain stated. Harry relaxed and waited for the Captain to speak. "I'm afraid your girl is going to chew her hand off." The Captain pointed to Piper's window. She was leaning against the window frame, staring out in Harry's direction, biting her fingernails. "Go."
"Actually, sir, can I ask something?" Harry's voice trembled.
"Go ahead." The Captain replied. Harry looked toward Piper's frame in the window. "I can speak with the town's Reverend. Make him push it through for you." The Captain said with a caring tone.
"I can't leave her not knowing if I ever would or not. I may not come back." Harry stated sadly.
The Captain nodded, "I'll get on it, son. Go talk to her. Get her ready."

Harry knocked on the door to Piper's home. He smiled at her when she opened the door. She grabbed him by his dirty uniform and pulled him into the house. She slammed the door behind him and locked it. Piper wasted no time, meshing her lips to Harry's in a passionate and loving but sad kiss. Piper started to cry into the kiss.
"I need to talk to you, love." Harry murmured, gently separating their lips. Piper stared at him with nervous eyes.
"YES!" Piper nearly shouted. She grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him off. When they reached the door to her bedroom, Harry chuckled and stopped her.
"No, Pi. No. That's not..." He sighed when he saw the look of shame in her eyes. Harry pulled her close and ran his fingers through her hair. "I love you. I want to. But before I left I said I wanted to do it right the next time." Piper dropped her eyes from Harry's still feeling embarrassed. Harry lifted her chin with a single finger. "I love you, Pi." He kissed her lips tenderly. "But I wanna do things the right way." He stated.
"Right and you're going to tell me that you wanna talk because the Captain is out there setting up a little wedding for us before you have to leave town." Piper grunted in anger. Harry smirked trying not to laugh. "Harry?"
"Marry me. I don't wanna wait anymore. I don't know when this war is going to be over and I want to get off that train when the time comes and be coming back to my wife." Harry muttered to her. Piper covered her mouth in shock. "Do you have friends here?" Harry asked of Piper. She nodded quickly. "Pick out a dress and go get them." Harry instructed.
"Harry." Piper breathed.
He looked at her with fearful eyes, "You still want me, don't you? You've not met someone else?"
Piper shook her head quickly, "Of course I haven't. I only love you. I can only ever be with you."
"Get a dress and go get ready. The Captain said that he'd have it arranged soon. I need you to be ready, love." Harry instructed her. Piper nodded her head swiftly. Harry smiled and kissed her lips sweetly. "Go on. I'll make myself scarce for a half hour." Harry left Piper standing at the bedroom door.


Harry carried Piper over the threshold of the doorway to the house. They'd been married for two hours. The rest of the men and the townspeople decided to throw a party for them. But they'd reached the point where they just wanted to be alone. Piper giggled as Harry carried her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed carefully before running back to the front door. He shut it quickly but softly. He didn't want the whole platoon to know that he was so eager to be with his new wife. Harry locked the door just to be sure they wouldn't be interrupted. Harry speedily made his way back to the bedroom.
When Harry entered the bedroom, he was shocked to see Piper, lying on the bed with her dress off. She was only wearing her undergarments and she was posed seductively on the pillows. She smiled at Harry seeing his jaw drop to the floor. Piper sat up and beckoned Harry toward her. He slowly made his way over, pulling the blind on the window so none of the men outside could see in. Piper grinned at the gesture. Piper reached up to Harry's dress greens and started unbuttoning his jacket. Piper's hands moved with a slow and steady motion. Harry smoothed his hands over her shoulders and down her arms. He didn't want to undress her completely yet. He didn't want to make her nervous. They'd only made love one other time and had been over a year since then. Harry just took his time caressing her skin, loving her with his touch. Piper carefully removed Harry's jacket and hung it on the back of her vanity chair.
Piper's throat jumped with nervousness as she unbuckled Harry's belt and unbuttoned his trousers. With a slow hand, Piper pulled Harry's shirt from his trousers and began to unbutton it. She smiled when she saw the plain white shirt underneath. She loved the way he looked in just a plain t-shirt. Piper stripped Harry of his button down shirt and put it on top of his jacket. She bit her lip when Harry kicked his boots off toward the end of the bed and removed his trousers in a smooth motion. Piper's heart began to race when Harry lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. For a reason unknown to her, the sight of Harry in his underwear with dog tags and a cross around his neck made her weak in the knees and in a place she didn't dare say.
Piper placed her hands on Harry's shoulders and pressed her forehead to his. Harry wound his arms around her torso. Slowly, he unhooked her bra; he dragged the straps down her arms in the most sensual way he knew how. Piper was beginning to tremble from the nerves as Harry let her bra fall to the floor. Harry pulled Piper into his arms again, letting her bare chest rest on his. He was instantly in love with the way she felt against him. It'd been so long that he'd forgotten how she felt. Harry skimmed his fingers down the soft, warm flesh of her back before backing her up to the bed. Harry put his arm around Piper's waist tightly to ease her down on the bed. Harry could tell that she was as nervous as she was the first time they'd made love. Harry knelt between her legs, smoothing his hands up her thighs, toward the waist of her underwear. Harry hooked his fingers into the waist of the garment and gently pulled them down her legs. Piper was even more nervous. Yes, it was what she wanted when he'd first come into the house but this was different. Now, she was his wife. She needed the night to be perfect. Piper bit her lip when Harry threw her underwear to the ground and gazed at her with loving eyes.
"You're beautiful." Harry whispered, loving that he was seeing his bride the way God intended him to. Harry leaned forward, pressing his fists into the bed on either side of Piper. She took his face in her hands and kissed him passionately. She couldn't wait to feel him the way she did the night before he left for the war. Harry then maneuvered out of his underwear quickly. His thighs were throbbing from the need to be inside her. He kicked his underwear off the bed, earning a giggle from Piper. When Harry dropped his hips though, the room was silent. The sexual, sensual tension in the room was driving them both insane. Harry shifted his body so he was closer to Piper. She chewed on her lip again, wanting him to be inside her. "I promise, I'll be gentle." Harry murmured against his wife's cheek.
"Make love to me." She whispered, placing her hands on his hips, bringing him in even closer. Harry slowly moved his hips forward. Both of them moaned at the sensation of Harry gliding into her soaked heat. His jaw dropped and he struggled for breath when he'd pushed inside all the way. Piper gazed up at him with flushed cheeks and swollen lips.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked out of concern. Piper nodded and placed her hands on Harry's hips again. She had the strangest bit of excitement in her. To be underneath Harry in a loving and passionate moment was something she'd wanted for a long time. Harry began to thrust slowly.
Piper pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and squeezed her eyes closed. Little whimpers began escaping from her even though she was trying her hardest not to let them go. Harry peered down at her with worried eyes. When Piper felt Harry's eyes on her, she opened her own. She smiled up at him for a brief moment. She couldn't contain the emotions that she was feeling. The intense feeling Harry was causing between her legs was making everything else around her blurry. All she could see was Harry. He pressed his forehead to hers and gazed into her eyes. Piper wound her arms around Harry's neck, splaying her hands over his back. She felt like she was trying to hold onto some sanity with the way the he was plunging into her.
Harry lowered his lips to Piper's, not wanting to lose any part of the romance. He kissed her deeply, letting his tongue explore every corner of her mouth. He placed his hand on her neck gently while the other was still pressed into the bed, keeping him balanced. He wanted to feel every texture her body had to offer him. Piper whimpered again, this time it was half way to a moan. She was starting to feel the pressure inside, the one that meant Harry was doing everything right. Piper held onto Harry tighter, breathing heavily against his lips. Harry smiled into her wet, broken kisses. He backed away to see her beautiful face contorting with pleasure. Piper dug her nails into Harry's back slightly as every muscle inside her wrapped around Harry, begging him not to leave. She moaned at the sensation of her gripping womanhood. Harry did as well. Harry grinned at Piper and pressed his cheek to hers.
Piper's fell like wet noodles from Harry's neck. She gripped the sheets tightly. His gentle thrusts had become quick and steady. Piper was reeling from the way Harry made every part of her body light up. He kissed her lips, her neck, her breasts and his fingers danced over her thighs and bum as often as they could. She lifted her head from the bed and caught Harry's lips with hers. She was trying to keep herself from moaning to loudly. Neither of them wanted the men outside to know. Harry gasped a bit when Piper's insides clenched around him again, harder than the time before. Piper was shocked by it as well with the way she ripped her mouth from Harry's and twisted the sheets in her fists. Harry slowed his thrusts and waited for Piper to calm.
He kissed her lips tenderly, "I love you, Piper."
"I love you, Harry." She whispered back.
Harry beamed down at her before slowly working his hips forward. His thrusts were long and deep. Making sure to touch the deepest parts of Piper's insides. She squealed quietly, trying to hold in the waves of emotions washing over her. Piper tried to wind her arms around Harry again but he stopped her. He laced their fingers and held her hands to the bed. He continued to fill Piper with his length slowly. He swirled his hips and dove deep to make her writhe. Piper's senses were heightened. She felt the cold tingle of Harry's dog-tags hanging from his chest and resting between her breasts. Harry's rhythmic and unrelenting lunges into her slicked center were making her nearly convulse with pleasure. Piper kept her eyes on Harry's as she felt the twinge in her thighs and the tremble in her fingers. Harry groaned when he felt Piper's body coat him with more velvety nectar. He knew that she was about to hit that moment of ecstasy he'd been pushing her toward. Harry's dipping, lunging movements were making Piper come further and further undone. She tighten her grip on Harry's hand and began to pant. She could feel the tension begin to take over. Her back arched off the bed and she released a feral, frantic cry of euphoria. Harry's stomach dropped at the sound of her; he couldn't believe what it did to him. Without any warning, Harry let out a moan that could've shook the house as he surrendered to his intense climax.
Piper and Harry were a flurry of kisses and touches that were meant to soothe the other as their bodies were racked with waves of bliss. Both of them were trembling, holding each other for the sense of stability. Harry turned their bodies so they were laying face to face on their sides. Harry ran his hands through her sweat drenched hair while she stroked his biceps with feather like gentleness. They were panting and completely lost in each other. For the time, Harry was forgetting about the horrors that surrounded him everyday since he'd left home. Piper was trying to forget that in the morning he would have to go again, that he may walk out the door and never return to their bed.
"I promise I'm coming home to you, Pi." Harry whispered, his voice a little shaky.
"Don't make promises you can't keep." She whimpered.
Harry smiled, trying to lift her heart, "You said that when I told you I would marry you." Piper broke into a smile but couldn't stop herself from crying. "I love you, Mrs. Styles. Nothing is going to keep me from coming home." He whispered to her.

Notes

I definitely want to turn this into a full blown story. I actually got cheeky and started drafting some other parts of it. Let me know what you guys think about making this a full length after one of the other stories is done. Lord knows we don't have long before Always is finished. :)

Peace&Love.

Comments

@Kammy.
Oh hush you do fine my friend but I’m glad you like it

I love you...jesus this was sooo good... you write Harry so well...whyyyy can't I write him like this??

@LizzyM101
Aw thanks love. I don’t know why I even thought of it but I’m glad you like it

Good chapter about Niall and Harry steamy

@Kammy.
You da real mvp, girl. ❤️