*This one is for you S.👑*

Marlene

I was upset.

It had been a day and Ollie didn't even let me give him a good night kiss. He just wanted Harry. What had I done to my baby to piss him off? To make matters worse I had to make dinner for my family who had agreed to come over.

I sipped my hot chocolate and sighed, I was not in the mood for this shit today.

Harry came into the kitchen with his phone pressed to his chest. "Love, my sister wants to talk to you." Oh, you mean the sister that thinks I'm a home wrecker? Yeah, no thanks.

"What?"

"She wants to talk to you." He handed me the phone so I quickly chugged the hot chocolate before answering.

"Hello?"

"Marlene it's Gemma, sorry if this is weird but I wanted to personally invite you to come to England for Christmas with the family." My eyes widened. "You are part of our family now and I think it would be lovely if you all came, and I promise this was my idea I haven't told Harry yet because I wanted to know what you thought."

I looked at Harry who seemed to be a bit weirded out that I was talking to his sister. "Of course, I've never been to England and I can tell Harry misses home." His eyes widened.

"Great, well we can't wait to see you guys, we'll talk soon." I agreed, handing him the phone, getting another cup of hot chocolate. He spoke for a minute and then hung up looking at me.

"See we can spend Christmas in England." I nodded sipping my mug. He looked at me and sighed walking over to put his arms around my shoulders. "He's just going through an 'I want my daddy' phase, you go through that all the time." He tried to joke. "It will pass, okay?" I nodded. "Why don't you go try again?" I gave him a quick peck and walked over to Oliver who was crashing his little plastic cars into each other.

I sat down and he looked over at me. "Hi cutie, can mama play?" He looked at me and shook his head. "No?"

"Go go go!" He pouted crossing his arms. I knew it shouldn't affect me the way it did but it did. I stood up and walked back to the kitchen to cook dinner.

"Marlene-"

"Can you get him ready, my parents are almost here?" I stopped him before he tried to be helpful again.

*

I opened the door and the first person I saw was Victoria smiling at me. "Marley!" She ran up and hugged me.

"Vicky, I missed you so much! Oh gosh, your hair is so long now." She nodded. I saw my mom and took a deep breath going up to her and hugging her. She hugged me back and rubbed my back gently. "Hi mom, I missed you."

"I missed you too, you look so beautiful." I laughed awkwardly helping her in. My dad looked a bit stiff when he hugged me and so did Jeffery.

As Harry came in and began saying hi to everyone I pulled Jeff aside. "I'm sorry for not telling you and I know you're still mad at me but I'm having a mental breakdown as we speak because my son won't hug me so if you could just be a little nice that would be appreciated." He looked at me for a few seconds before pulling me in for a hug.

I sighed hugging him back. "I forgive you, and I'm sorry I overreacted-"

"No, I underreacted. I should have told you and I'm sorry but it was nothing personal." He nodded. "Love you."

"Love you, but please never lie to me again." He put his pinky up and I hooked it to his.

"Deal." We walked into the kitchen and I knew I was in for a long conversation with my parents on why we decided to elope. Obviously, they weren't mad enough to deny coming over unless this was their way of kicking me out of the family?

I wasn't one to really care about my mother's opinion but I knew Harry would be disappointed in me if I said fuck it and stopped talking to her. Not that I could ever stop talking to my mom all together, I did love her, she's my mom. I just wish we shared the same views. Although in some ways we did, until I met Harry I never wanted to be married. But maybe I did and I just didn't like the men she wanted me to marry.

I think that whole saying people say about doing the opposite to get a rise out of your parents is true. Although I loved Harry with all my heart, he wasn't ideal because he wasn't a religious man or rich, and he had a child out of wedlock. But he was perfect in my eyes.

I tried to listen to what she wanted from me for years but if I'm honest it's exhausting as hell to find what she wanted. The closest thing was Shane and we all know why I cut that off. "Marlene?" I looked up and noticed my mom was looking at me. "I asked you if you had a bib for the baby?" I nodded telling her I would get it.

I walked towards Ollie's room and walked into his closet where he had a few cute big boy bibs that said 'my grandpa is the best.'

Yes, I was trying to cushion the blow with Oliver.

I heard my mom walk in and as I turned she looked at me for a long minute. "You're upset with me," I stated

"No, I'm not anymore, it's your life Marlene. I just wish you would understand that I don't mean to be the way I am, I just want what's best for you. When I had to hear from Harry that you two were married, I knew that it was my own fault you didn't invite me or even let me know."

I sat down on the rocking chair and looked down. "I knew how you would react to me not wanting a big wedding, I guess I wanted to elope so you wouldn't be upset but that's stupid." I shook my head. "I just wish you could be more open on my views." She sighed. "See you're already getting upset with me."

"I'm not Marlene, I just- why couldn't you just be normal. Why couldn't you just marry Shane and go to church and have your own children." I stared at her.

"Because that's not who I am, I'm not you, I'm sorry if that breaks your heart but you need to accept me for who I am and my life. I've had sex, I've been drunk, I've smoked, I've been pierced. But I also have a degree and have a wonderful husband, and have a job and love my son even when he's been ignoring me for no apparent reason. I'm not perfect mom, but I'm trying and if you can't accept that, then that's that."

She stood there for a while and sat down in front of me. "Where are you pierced?" My eyes widened.

"What?"

"You heard me, you want me to be open, I need you, to be honest."

Hi god, it's me, Marlene, I need you to kill me now, please.

"My ears, my belly button- although I took that out." I had to be honest. "And my nipples." She tilted her head to the side as if she just heard that I killed twelve puppies.

"Marlene-"

"I'm being honest." She shook her head. "I never did hardcore drugs, I smoked pot in college. The hardest thing I drink is wine." She looked uncomfortable. "I had a cyst in my ovary recently." She listened carefully as I told her what had been going on.

We spoke for a while and it felt nice to know she was actually listening instead of just shutting me down. Before I knew it Harry walked in with Ollie asleep in his arms and smiled. "Sorry, it's his bedtime." I looked at my watch and my eyes widened.

"We missed dinner." My mom chuckled standing with me. This was nice.

And strange.

*

I slept well that entire week knowing that my mom and I had spoken. Of course, my dad forgave me right away and even smiled at the photos that were taken on the boat.

In the morning I woke up refreshed knowing that I was on good terms with not only my family but also Harry's.

Again very strange.

I rolled onto my side and smiled at how Harry was sprawled out on the bed. He was shirtless and had the sheet covering his bottom half. I was about to reach over and kiss him when I heard Ollie calling for his dad through the baby monitor. I stood up and walked over to his bedroom and when he saw me he looked away.

"Ollie, are you still mad at me?" He held his ducky close and laid back down. I sighed walking back to the bedroom where I laid down next to Harry and cuddled up to him.

"Why are you awake so early on a Saturday?" He mumbled, his accent sounding a little stronger when he spoke half asleep.

"Ollie is awake and would rather lay in bed and wait for you than give me cuddles." He sighed getting up and walking out of the room. A minute later he came back with Ollie and sat beside me.

"Oliver, why are you mad at mumma?" Being only a year and a few months old, he didn't know how to respond. "Ollie, do you want mumma to have a baby?" I smiled but he just looked at me weird.

That's when it hit me, my cousin Clara said that when she had her son, her daughter began getting fussy before she even knew she was pregnant. Maybe Ollie knows were trying to have a baby, or at least he feels it.

"That's it, he probably feels all of our attention on trying to have a baby." Harry gave me a weird look so I picked up Ollie and looked at him. "Honey you know you're my cutie patootie and I would never stop loving you. You are my first baby, and you'll always be my baby okay?" I kissed his cheek and he giggled.

"Mama!" I hugged him and for the first time all week he actually hugged me back. "I wuv yoooouu!" He sang.

I sniffled making Harry chuckle. "I love you too baby."

*

Sadly I ended up getting my period a few days after that and I'm not gonna lie, I cried. Harry told me we would just have to try again and this time really commit to fucking.

So the long weekend of Thanksgiving vacation we decided to leave for a few days. My mom even suggested that after Thanksgiving dinner, we could leave Oliver with her, but we weren't exactly sure about that yet.

Right now we were still in the office after it closed and Harry was finishing up a few last minute things before he shut off his computer. I cleaned up my desk making sure to clear out any of my snacks, I really didn't need any ants. I walked over to his office and Harry was turned trying to file some stuff. He looked so hot when he was concentrating.

And those glasses did something to me.

He noticed me standing there and smiled at me. "I promise I'm already done, I'm just cleaning up." He stood shutting off his computer.

Now that my period had ended, and we were alone, why not make the best of the time we have. I walked in closing the door behind me and locking it.

"Mr. Styles, I was wondering if I could speak to you?" Almost immediately Harry knew what I was doing and sat down on his chair.

I walked over and sat down on his desk unbuttoning the top buttons of my blouse and crossing my legs. "Miss Holt, I don't think my wife would like you sitting on my desk like that," I smirked getting up and straddling his lap instead. "Well, that's not any better." He joked right before slapping my ass.

Hard.

I gasped biting my lip. "No games I want you to fuck me against this desk." Again he spanked me hard and I couldn't help but whimper.

"First of all you don't tell daddy what to do, so get on your knees." I nodded dropping down to kneel in front of him. I slipped off my shirt and pulled my breasts out of my bra so he could see them on display how he liked. Kneeling in front of him I began unbuckling his pants. "Little faster, you want daddy inside of you, don't you?" I nodded quickly pulling off his belt.

When his cock came to view I didn't even hesitate to put him into my mouth. I used my saliva to make it easier to glide myself down his cock down my throat and then back up.

The pace seemed to not be good enough for Harry because he immediately grabbed my hair in his hand to hold it like a ponytail. His other hand held himself, pushing his cock down my mouth faster.

He began fucking my mouth and I honestly had never been more turned on. "You've loved being my little office slut since I got this job huh baby." He pulled me away and I gasped for air quickly nodding.

"Yes sir," I said completely out of breath.

Harry

I was beyond nervous to call her a slut or be assertive but to see how turned on she was made it all better. I stood her up and lifted her onto the desk before pushing her back. Her head came off the desk so I went around and pushed myself back into her warm mouth. I thrust harder watching as her hand came down to play with herself between her legs. The sounds of her gagging made my dick twitch.

Knowing she was feeling frustrated I grabbed her hips and pulled her back to the edge of the desk. I ripped her panties off and looked down at how wet she was.

"Please do something?" She was practically crying in frustration. Taking a hold of my cock I rubbed it up against her slit causing goosebumps to form on her body. She was going to cum without me even being inside of her. I pushed in feeling her walls wrapped around me, my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Oh god, your cock is so fucking good!" She gasped. "Fuck!"

I pushed her legs wide open and she quickly held her legs there so I could hold her waist and begin fucking her against the desk. The sound of the desk scraping against the floor could be heard as it moved from how hard I was thrusting. I prayed we really were alone in this office because I couldn't get Marlene to shut up until I put my fingers into her mouth. I felt her clenching around me and knew she was holding back her orgasm. "Cum for me." She began shaking as her pussy squirted all over my chest and desk.

Almost simultaneously I came inside of her thrusting into her roughly. She gasped reaching out for me to hold onto something. I bent down feeling her sweaty body against mine and heard her crying.

Immediately I felt a sick feeling inside of me until she wrapped her arms around me. "I love you so much, baby." She kissed my neck and shoulders.

"You okay?" I pulled away to look at her face. She had such a beautiful glow to her after I fucked her like that; every single time. I pressed my lips to her cheek and then her forehead. She giggled as I kissed every inch of her face. "I should pull out now." She pouted. "As much as I like being buried deep inside of you, we should get going." She nodded still holding onto me. The look she was giving me made my heart feel all warm inside.

God, I love her so much.

*

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k