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Louis opens the front door and steps inside. After closing the door, he drops his keys in the little ceramic plate on the table by the door. He smiles at the plate. It is blue on one side and green on the other side. Two frogs sit on top of it on a lily pad. Harry had found it one weekend when he was shopping and had insisted that it was perfect for their entry table. Louis had agreed like he usually does and now it sits there for everyone who enters their house to see.There comes a soft bark from inside the house and then there’s the telltale sound of Clifford bouncing down the corridor. The labradoodle crashes against Louis’ legs, almost knocking him off balance.“Alright, alright! Easy there, Cliff. It’s only me, no need to get all excited.”Louis continues through the corridor which leads to the living room Clifford trailing right at his heels. Before entering the living room he takes a left turn and goes into the kitchen. He opens the cupboard where the glasses are while he’s unbuttoning his jacket with one hand. Turning on the faucet he waits for the water to turn cold before he fills his glass. He downs the water and places the used glass in the dishwasher. With a sigh he leans his back against the counter.He left the party through the front entrance while Harry took the back exit. They’re still not allowed to be seen by the public at the same place, at the same time, and it fucking hurts. There’s nothing Louis would want more than to hold Harry’s hand while they’re in the public. Maybe someday in the future, but for now it is what it is. After over ten years of this facade and always leaving separately, they are used to it. Before Louis can hear the front door open, Clifford is off and heading back down the hall. Louis hears Harry talking softly to their dog, cooing sweet words, before his footsteps echo through the corridor. Then there he is. The beautiful, gorgeous Harry.“Hi, Lou. You got home alright?” Harry says and steps into the kitchen. Clifford is right behind him.“Yeah. Pete took it literally when I said I’d like to get home as fast as possible,” Louis chuckles. “May have broken a few speeding laws.”Harry laughs with Louis and closes the gap between them. Stepping between Louis’ spread legs, he folds himself against Louis’ chest and places his head on his shoulder. His arms wrap around Louis’ waist under his jacket.“Missed you today,” Harry whispers. Louis lifts his arms around Harry and connects them behind the small of his back. Turning his head a little, he places a tender kiss on Harry’s temple.“I missed you too. Hated that I couldn’t come back here before the party, but then again if I had seen you then, neither of us would’ve made it.”Harry giggles at that and lifts his head. Tracing Louis’ collarbone with his index finger, he catches Louis’ eyes through his lashes.“Oh, yeah? Well, if I’d known you’d look like this, I agree, we definitely wouldn’t’ve made it.”Louis lifts his left eyebrow at the words. “So, good thing we didn’t see each other then.” He leans in and gives Harry a kiss. It’s a soft hello kiss. Nothing more than a pair of lips pressing against another for a moment and then it’s over. They’ve shared thousands, maybe even millions of these, but it never gets old.Harry hums contentedly and takes a step back. “I think I’m going to go to bed. You coming?”“Yeah, I’ll be right there. I’ll just let Clifford outside for a while. He probably needs one last wee for the night. Maybe have a smoke.”“Okay. See you in a little bit.” Harry leans in for another kiss and then makes his way to the stairs. ************* It takes forever for Clifford to finally wee. After giving Clifford his bedtime bone for the night and making sure he is settled down in his bed, Louis goes upstairs to the bedroom. Harry is standing in front of the mirror bare feet and looking frustrated.“What’s wrong, love?” Louis immediately asks, worry etched on his brow. He hopes Harry hasn’t been standing there being critical of his body. That has happened before. “I can’t reach the zipper,” he says and pouts. Louis is momentarily shocked. Then he starts to laugh. “Don’t laugh at me. I need your help.” Harry pouts even harder.Louis tries to calm himself down, but little bouts of giggles still erupt from him.“Lou, c’moon! It’s not that funny!”“Oh, baby. I’m sorry. Just thought those giant arms could reach just about anything.”“Well, they can but I can’t bend them at the right angle and I think there might be some fabric stuck to the zipper. Will you please help me?”Louis goes closer and kisses Harry’s protruding bottom lip. Couple of kisses in and the pout is a distant memory.“Here, turn around,” Louis says and Harry turns to face the mirror. Louis places his hands on Harry’s waist and gives it a gentle squeeze. He looks over Harry’s shoulder and finds his eyes on the mirror. “Did I mention how beautiful you look?”“Yes, you did. Glad you liked it,” Harry says with a smile.“This colour on you is just exquisite. But I’m sure that even with a potato sack on, you would be the most gorgeous person in the room.”“Give it a rest, sweetheart. You already have me in your bedroom, there’s no need to wax poetic about me,” Harry says while rolling his eyes, but there’s a light blush on his cheeks.“You, shush. You deserve to know how lovely,” a kiss on the shoulder, “gorgeous,” kiss on the other shoulder, “and beautiful you are,” a kiss on the nape of Harry’s neck, “every single day.”“You’re such a sap,” Harry whispers fondly.“Only with and for you. Now, let me help you get out of this thing.”Louis lifts his hands and gently starts to unzip the garment. He goes slowly and places tender kisses for every inch that is revealed of Harry’s back.“What are you doing, Lou?” Harry questions breathlessly.“Helping you undress. Isn’t that what you asked me to do?”“The kissing wasn’t part of the deal.”“Are you sure? I thought kissing you is included in every deal we ever make together.” Just to prove a point, Louis kisses the space between Harry’s shoulderplates.“Yeah, okay. You’re right, you can kiss me whenever.”“That’s what I thought. So I’m allowed to continue?” Louis cocks his eyebrow and looks at Harry through the mirror.“Please,” Harry says through an exhale.The zipper is half way undone and Louis resumes his task. He deliberately lets his fingertips travel down Harry’s spine following the zipper. When he gets to the end at the waistline, he follows the exposed skin with his fingers up to Harry’s shoulders. He places his hands under the fabric and pushes it down Harry’s arms. The top half of the dress drops to Harry’s waist and Louis looks again in the mirror. He finds Harry looking at him with dark green eyes and his breathing heavy. Louis moves his hands slowly down Harry’s arms and removes the dress from his wrists. He gives a gentle squeeze to Harry’s fingers and then trails back up to his biceps.“You truly are a masterpiece, my love. Can’t believe my luck sometimes. How of all the people in the world, you chose me, I’ll never understand,” Louis says with a small shake of his head. The truth is, he really doesn’t get why all those years ago, Harry had decided that Louis is good enough for him. He’s tried his best to prove over the years that he’d do anything for this man, tried to be worthy of someone like Harry.“I’m the lucky one, Lou. With everything that’s still going on, I don’t think I’d be sane if it wasn’t for you.” The honesty laced in Harry’s voice knocks the breath out of Louis. It’s funny how after so many years, their love only keeps on growing even with the obstacles thrown their way. Harry is still the one Louis wants to spend the rest of his life with.Louis steps a bit closer to Harry and kisses the spot behind Harry’s ear.“Let me show you how much I love you,” he softly whispers in his ear.Another breathless please comes from Harry and Louis trails his hands from Harry's biceps to his shoulders and down to his chest. He gently brushes his nipples and Harry’s breath hitches. Louis goes back up to his shoulders and down the sides to Harry’s waist. There’s still a little bit of the zipper left and he goes back to it. When he releases the garment, it flows down Harry’s legs and pools down at his ankles. That’s not where Louis is looking at though. No, he’s staring at Harry’s bum that is covered with delicate red fabric.“These new?” he asks and softly caresses Harry’s hips that are covered by red seamless panties.“Yes, I didn’t want anything to mess with the dress’ silhouette so had to buy these.”Louis connects his hands on Harry's tummy and steps right behind him. Harry’s hands come to cover his and Louis tightens his hold. He gives the younger man’s shoulder another kiss.“They look lovely on you. Red really is your colour.”“It’s your favourite,” Harry whispers.“Mhm,” another kiss to the junction where Harry’s shoulder and neck meet, “although, green is also very much appreciated,” a kiss behind Harry’s ear, “not to mention the… what was it? Louis blue?” he whispers in Harry’s ear and watches as a light shiver goes through Harry.“What can I say? That’s my favourite colour,” Harry answers with a smile. They lock their eyes through the mirror and just stare at each other for a while.Harry pats Louis’ hands and lets his arms fall to his sides. Louis softly squeezes his boy and caresses his abdomen and sides. He lets go of Harry and takes off his jacket. He walks over to the chair next to the mirror and places the jacket on it. Next he takes off his sneakers and kicks them under the chair. He can feel Harry’s eyes on him and turns to look at the younger man.“You are breathtaking,” Harry then says and Louis is speechless for a second. Harry usually doesn’t comment on Louis’ looks. It’s not that Harry doesn’t ever say how good Louis looks but he’s more concerned to make sure that Louis knows how he sees him as a person. He’s always saying how gentle and loving Louis is. How he takes care of Harry and his siblings. How much he appreciates the man Louis has grown to be.“Please, love. You’re making me blush,” Louis says with a self deprecating laugh. Truth is, Louis is blushing and the smirk on Harry’s face let’s Louis know that he’s seen it.“Only speaking my truth. And the truth of your Louies,” Harry says while shrugging his shoulders.“Oh, you’ve been on Twitter, darling?” Louis asks. “Comment how hot I looked with your secret burner account?” He lifts his eyebrows and gazes at Harry.“Of course,” Harry scoffs. “You should know that your fans are going crazy over your photos. So I had to claim you as mine, even if no one will ever know those tweets are from me.”“Oh, I’m yours, am I?”“Since you were eighteen,” Harry says with a straight face but quickly erupts in giggles.Louis rolls his eyes but can’t help but laugh with Harry. He is right after all. He’s been Harry’s practically since they met. Starting out as friends but soon enough realising that it was more than friendship. It was home.“That’s right, my love,” Louis says quietly, “always yours.”Harry’s face melts into a soft smile.“And I’m yours, sweetheart,” he counters. God, they really are two sappy fools in love.Louis walks back to Harry and places his hands on his neck. With his thumbs he caresses Harry’s jaw and looks into the emerald eyes. His gaze flips down to Harry’s lips and back up to his eyes.“Can I kiss you, darling?”Harry answers by leaning into Louis and attaching his lips to Louis’. It’s a soft kiss filled with love and adoration. Their lips move in a familiar way, years of practice does that, yet still the yearning that they both have for each other is evident.Louis moves his left hand down to Harry’s waist and his right hand shifts to the back of Harry’s neck. Harry lifts his hands to Louis’ cheeks and they deepen the kiss. Louis traces Harry’s lower lip with his tongue asking permission to enter and Harry opens up easily. The slide of their tongues against one another lights the fire in Louis’ gut. Fuck, how come even after all this time Harry has the power to make him burn? Others had said that their love wouldn’t last but they proved them wrong. It hasn’t always been easy but they’ve made it. Louis is forever grateful that they grew up and learned from their mistakes together.But now isn’t the time to go down the memory lane. Now is the time to show Harry how much he loves him.Louis pulls away from the kiss only to give a kiss to the side of Harry’s mouth and then his cheek. He trails light kisses on his jaw and when he gets under his jaw hinge he sucks a love bite there. Harry’s breath hitches and his fingers tangle into Louis’ hair. He tilts his head to give Louis better access and Louis takes full advantage of it. He kisses Harry’s neck and from time to time nips it with his teeth. Not too hard that it would leave a mark but just to remind Harry of the possibility.Louis lifts his head and looks at Harry. He trails his hands to his hips and slowly starts to peel the panties off of Harry. His semi hard cock is a sight to behold. It’s chubbing up to its full potential, just slightly curving to the right. It’s not as thick as Louis’ but it’s longer. Whenever it’s in Louis he feels so full and satisfied.Louis licks his lips and lowers himself onto his knees on the floor. He taps Harry’s right ankle to give him a silent order to lift his foot so he can take the panties off. Harry places his hands on Louis’ shoulders so he won’t topple over and obediently lifts first his right foot and then his left. Louis tosses the lingerie towards the chair and caresses Harry’s shins. He gently kisses Harry’s left thigh while trailing his fingertips up his legs. A shiver goes through Harry and Louis smirks against his skin. He lifts his gaze up to Harry who is already looking down at him.“This is a sight I’ll never get tired of,” Harry chuckles.“Yeah? You like seeing me on me knees for you?” Louis asks and bites Harry’s tiger tattoo.“Fuck,” Harry breathes, “I do. But I don’t appreciate you biting me.”“Aah, but I have a lot of proof that you in fact do appreciate it. You forget that I have years of experience on pleasuring you,” Louis says and bites Harry again.A moan escapes from Harry’s lips and he throws his head back in pleasure. Louis soothes the sting with his tongue. He then switches to the other thigh and does the same thing there. Harry’s hands travel up to his hair and give it a slight tug.Louis kisses up to Harry’s hip carefully avoiding his rapidly filling cock. He sucks love bites every once in a while across his hips and tummy. His hands trail up and down Harry’s thighs leaving behind goosebumps.Louis is still wearing his tank top and dress pants. There’s something about the fact that Harry is naked in front of him while he’s fully clothed. He holds the power right now. The power of giving Harry everything he wants and deserves. The power to let Harry know that it’s Harry’s pleasure what matters tonight.With that thought Louis traces his tongue over the laurel tattoos. He lowers his head just to nuzzle his nose against the crease where Harry’s thigh meets his groin. He inhales the smell there that is a mix of Harry’s fancy shower gel, sweat and what is inherently just Harry.“Fuck, you smell so good, baby,” he says and nips the crease with his teeth.“Louis, please,” Harry whines.Louis takes another breath of his favourite person before he turns his head to give a kiss to the base of Harry’s cock. He trails kisses up the shaft and gives a kitten lick at the precome gathering there on the tip. Harry’s breath hitches at the contact. Louis takes Harry’s dick in his hand and twirls his tongue on the tip. More precome bubbles through and Louis is eager to lick all of the salty liquid.“Taste so good too, my love,” he says and gives the tip another lick. He pulls the foreskin down and takes the head into his mouth. He suckels it lightly while his hand pumps the shaft. Harry’s moans are the only thing to be heard in the otherwise silent bedroom.Louis lets go of Harry’s cock and raises from his kneeling position. Harry is quick to pull him into a searing kiss. He licks inside Louis’ mouth to get a taste of himself.
Dirty minx.
While they kiss, Louis guides Harry towards the king size bed. When the backs of Harry’s legs hit the mattress, Louis gently lowers him on it, never breaking the kiss.He brings his right knee next to Harry’s thigh on the mattress and leans his upper body on his right elbow so he won’t crush Harry. His left hand traces nonsensical patterns on Harry’s torso. He starts with his neck and over his collarbone where the slightly smaller swallow tattoo is. He circles his index finger around Harry’s right nipple with a feather light touch a few times and then continues his exploration. It’s not that he hasn’t explored Harry’s skin before, in fact he’s done it countless times, not only with his fingers but his tongue too. It always riles Harry up though, so he never gets tired of doing that. And the fact that he can’t get enough of his boy, his soft skin and hard muscles.Louis lets his fingernails scratch lightly Harry’s stomach and feels his abs fluttering under his touch. He breaks the kiss to take a deep breath. He leans his forehead against Harry’s cheek and closes his eyes.“The things you do to me, darling,” Louis whispers with a small shake of his head. “Can’t get enough of you.”Harry circles his arms around Louis’ torso and slides his hands up and down his back.“I love you, Lou,” Harry breathes and turns his head slightly to give a kiss to Louis’ temple. Louis lifts his head and looks Harry deep in the eyes.“Love you more, Haz,” he says and connects their lips again.Louis begins his exploration once more but Harry stops him by gripping his wrist.“It’s not fair that you’re still wearing your clothes while I’m naked,” Harry pouts and whines.“You’re right, darling. Let’s get me kit off,” Louis says and lifts himself off the bed. Harry’s upper body follows him and he’s quick to grab Louis’ waist only to pull him between his spread legs.“Let me,” Harry whispers.Harry looks up to Louis while he guides his hands up and down on Louis’ sides. He slides them to Louis’ back and gets him closer. He places soft kisses on Louis’ stomach and caresses his back. Harry tugs the tank top from Louis’ trousers and slides his warm hands under the top. He slowly lifts the shirt while kissing the exposed tan skin. Louis just stares at him and lets his fingers tangle in Harry’s hair.Harry gets the tank top up to Louis’ armpits and Louis is quick to pull it off of him and toss it across the floor. Harry’s hands wander to the belt and he gets to work on it. He catches Louis’ eyes and without breaking eye contact he slowly undoes the belt. His deft fingers quickly open the button and excruciatingly slowly unzips the zipper. He lets go of the trousers and they fall to the ground.Louis steps from them and kicks them to the side. He’s now standing in front of Harry wearing only his white CK briefs. His bulge is on Harry’s eye level and Harry flicks his gaze to it. He leans to nuzzle his nose against Louis’ cock. His hands go to Louis’ bum and he squeezes it. Louis can’t help the moan that escapes from his mouth.When he lowers his face he can see Harry smirking.“Oi, what are you smiling about?” he questions while tucking a wayward curl behind Harry’s ear.“Just… love your bum,” Harry answers and squeezes it again, a cheek heavy in each palm.“It’s not a squeeze toy, darling,” Louis says with a raised eyebrow.“But you do sometimes squeal when I grab it,” Harry says and starts giggling. He buries his head to Louis’ groin and the vibrations from the giggling send an electric current through Louis.“Yeah, because you usually do it when I’m not paying attention,” Louis rolls his eyes.“Well, if it’s right in front of me, I’m gonna grab it. It is your greatest ass et after all.” Harry can barely talk because he is laughing so hard at his own pun.“You’re lucky I love you as much as I do or you’d be sleeping on the couch tonight,” Louis says and crosses his arms.“Nah, you’re too horny right now to do so. Nothing to do with love.” And as if to prove a point Harry places his right hand on Louis’ clothed cock and rubs it. Louis throws his head back and closes his eyes.“Fuck,” he hisses and steps away from Harry so he can pull his pants off. His cock springs free and curves up to his stomach. He can see Harry looking at it and visibly swallowing. Louis lifts one side of his mouth into a smirk while circling his hand on his cock and giving it a few tugs to take the edge off.“Like what you see, darling?” he asks amused.Harry licks his lips and nods. All the joking from before is forgotten and the electricity between them is almost tangible.“Lie back, my love,” Louis whispers softly. Harry scoots himself back and turns so his head lies comfortably on a pillow. He lifts his lower body and gets the duvet off from under him.Louis closes the gap between him and the bed and just looks at his beautiful angel. His milky skin against the dark grey sheet glows under the soft light that comes from the bedside lamp. His black tattoos littered across that gorgeous body. The body that is somehow both soft and hard at the same time. The muscles that slightly quiver with anticipation and arousal. His forest green eyes that grow darker when he gazes at Louis' naked form.“Louis, please. Do something.”Louis gets on the bed and slides to Harry’s side. He brings his lips to Harry’s and kisses him. Harry opens his mouth and Louis is quick to slide his tongue inside. The feeling when their tongues touch is always electrifying. Nothing in this world has the same effect on Louis and somedays all he wants to do is kiss Harry until their lips are numb and they are breathless.But tonight Louis wants to do so much more so he pries his lips away from Harry’s and starts to kiss his way down to his chest. He traces the swallows with his tongue and sucks a mark on Harry’s left collarbone. Harry is breathing heavily and small moans are escaping from him. He has closed his eyes and he’s lifted his arms so he can grab the headboard.Louis continues his journey and gets to Harry’s left nipple. He licks it and blows on it. Harry’s back lifts from the bed and Louis attaches his lips on the raised bud. He twirls his tongue on it before he sucks on it. Louis raises his left hand to Harry’s right nipple to give it some attention too. He pinches it at the same time he gently bites the other one. “Ahh, Lou! Feels so good,” Harry breaths.Louis tugs at the nipple and then lets go of it with a loud smacking sound. He starts kissing towards Harry’s armpit and nuzzles his nose against it. The light smell of sweat and Harry’s deodorant is almost intoxicating. Louis takes a deep breath and Harry giggles.“Damn it, Louis. That tickles!” Harry says through his laughter.“Sorry, love. You just smell so good, I can’t help it.” Louis flattens his tongue out and licks the armpit. He trails kisses up Harry’s arm and lightly bites his bicep. He soothes the sting with his tongue and lifts his head so he can see his boy.Harry looks fucked out even though Louis hasn’t done anything but touch and kiss him. He’s always so responsive and Louis really can’t get enough of him.He kisses his way back to Harry’s chest and lifts his left leg to slot it between Harry’s legs. He rubs his thigh against Harry’s cock and that elicits a groan from the man.“So beautiful, my love,” Louis murmurs to Harry’s skin. He traces Harry’s ribs with his fingers while he lowers himself so he can kiss his moth tattoo. He outlines the tattoo with his tongue and sucks a small mark on its left wing.Harry untangles his fingers from the headboard and cups Louis’ cheek with his right hand. Louis lifts his head and rests his chin on Harry’s abs.“Come here, sweetheart,” Harry says and tugs Louis’ hair behind his ear. He puckers his lips demanding a kiss and who is Louis to deny his lover’s request? He pulls himself up and puts his hands next to Harry’s head. He ducks down to slot their mouths together and his tongue slips between Harry’s parted lips. The kiss is full of heat and passion. Louis sucks Harry’s tongue into his mouth and then slides his own tongue against it.He swallows every sound Harry makes. The sounds he makes because of Louis. Louis is a bit proud that he can make the man beneath him so desperate for him. Louis sucks Harry’s bottom lip between his own and gives it a gentle bite. He detaches himself from the addictive mouth and takes a deep breath. He hovers over Harry and gazes down to his eyes. The black pupils have almost swallowed the green in them, only a sliver of the emerald is present.“What do you want, darling?” Louis asks while looking down at Harry. “I’ll give you anything you want.”“Make love to me, Lou. Want you inside of me,” Harry answers easily and brushes Louis’ fringe away from his sweaty forehead. Louis ducks down to give Harry a peck on the lips.“Alright, my love. You want my fingers first?”“Fuck, yes,” Harry nods and stretches his arm towards the bedside table. He fumbles with the drawer and Louis places his hand on top of Harry’s. Harry turns his head to Louis with his eyebrows furrowed.“Let me,” Louis whispers and gets off the bed. Harry retracts his arm and watches Louis retrieve their lube bottle.“We seem to be a little low. Should buy some more next time we go shopping,” Louis ponders while getting back to the bed and putting the lube next to Harry’s right hip.“Well, there’s a bottle in almost every room of the house so maybe we just replace it with one of those,” Harry says with a smirk.“Yeah, but what if we do that and then the next time we want to have sex in the room where we’ve taken the bottle from and there’s none, then what Harry? I know you and the whining that will come from that isn’t worth it, believe me,” Louis answers with a smirk of his own.Harry just stares at Louis with wide eyes before he squints his eyes and starts to pout.“I don’t whine,” Harry whines.“Of course you don’t, love,” Louis chuckles and rolls his eyes with all the affection he has for this boy. He lays down to Harry’s left side and kisses his pouting lower lip. He then kisses his chin and down to his neck. His left hand trails down Harry’s torso to his dick. He takes it in his hand and tugs it a few times. Harry throws his head back against the pillow and a high keening noise comes from his mouth.Louis lets go of Harry’s cock and lifts himself up to his knees. He taps Harry’s thigh so he would spread his legs to make room for Louis. Harry obeys and Louis situates himself between the long legs. He circles Harry’s ankles and gives them a light squeeze before he lets his hands travel up to Harry’s thighs. He goes up and down them just admiring the expanse of the milky skin under his hands.Harry bends his knees and parts his legs wider so that they fall onto the bed. Louis’ fingertips dance across the sensitive skin on Harry’s inner thighs. Harry is writhing under his touch and Louis is mesmerised. He lets his hands travel up to Harry’s groin and to his V-line that is more pronounced than ever thanks to Harry’s current vigorous workout regime.Louis smooths his hands back down to Harry’s thighs and circles them under Harry’s bum. He gives his cheeks a squeeze and then parts them. Harry’s pink hole looks inviting and Louis isn’t one to turn down the invite.He grabs the lube and coats his fingers with it. He rubs his fingers together to warm the clear liquid before he circles his middle finger around Harry’s rim. Harry clenches his cheeks at the contact and Louis lifts his free hand to draw soothing circles on Harry’s belly.“Relax, darling,” he whispers and slowly pushes his fingertip into Harry’s hole. Harry’s breath hitches and a loud moan can be heard. Louis pauses his movements and flicks his eyes up to Harry. He’s breathing heavily and pinching his own nipples. Louis has to grab his own cock at the sight and give it a firm squeeze at the base so he won’t come right then and there.He brings his gaze back down between Harry’s legs and pushes his finger further in. He sets on a slow pace and twists his finger. Small oh ’s and ah ’s come from Harry and soon he’s asking for another finger. Louis adds his index finger and looks for Harry’s prostate. It doesn’t take long before Harry arches his back off the bed and throws his arms over his head to grab the headboard again.“Fuck, Lou! Right there! Oh oh oh!” Harry wails.Louis continues to tease the bundle of nerves. It’s always such a sight to see when Harry lets go and gives into the pleasure. His eyes closed, flushed cheeks and pink parted lips are etched into Louis’ brain. Forget the seven wonders of the world, this is what Louis longs to see every day for eternity.Harry’s voice snaps him back from his thoughts. “Lou, stop, please. I’m gonna come.”Louis stops his hand and allows Harry to catch his breath for a minute.“Do you want a third one?” he asks Harry.“No, want you inside,” Harry answers while panting.“Alright, darling. Lay on your side for me,” Louis says as he searches for the bottle of lube once again. He finds it behind him. He grabs it and coats his cock generously with lube, though the amount left in the bottle is dangerously low for next time. They’ll definitely need to go shopping.Harry rolls to his left side and Louis lays down behind him. He slides his left arm under Harry’s head so that Harry can lay it on his bicep. With his right hand he continues to jerk himself.Harry turns his head and Louis knows he wants a kiss. So he wipes his hand clean on his thigh and places his palm on Harry’s cheek. He swipes his tongue against Harry’s lips and is rewarded by them opening. He slips his tongue inside and kisses Harry deeply for a while. They don't part until they’re already desperate for air.With a final peck Louis taps Harry’s thigh and Harry lifts his leg to give Louis an easier access. Louis takes a hold of his cock and slides it all over Harry’s crack. The head of his dick catches on Harry’s rim and Harry apparently can’t stand it anymore.“Stop teasing, Louis,” he huffs and lifts his leg more with the help of his hand.Louis kisses his shoulder. “Yes, my love.”He lines his cock at Harry’s entrance and slowly pushes through the tight muscle. He has to stop with only the head of his dick in because the feeling is so overwhelming. He buries his face into the short curls at the back of Harry’s head and takes a calming breath.“You can move, sweetheart,” Harry coaxes but Louis can’t.“Just… I need a moment,” he breathes into the curls. Harry lowers his leg and grabs Louis’ hand that’s found its way to Harry’s tummy. He interlaces their fingers and gives an ensuring squeeze.“Too much? Want to stop and do something else?”“No, you’re just so tight and perfect and hot that I’m quite close to coming,” Louis says with a small shake of his head.“Okay, take your time,” Harry chuckles.After a few calming breaths Louis feels ready to continue. He pushes a bit further in before he pulls back a little. While slowly thrusting his cock in and out, he lowers their joined hands to Harry’s cock to make sure he stays hard.When Louis is all the way in, he pauses. He continues to stroke Harry and lets him adjust.“You alright, darling?” he questions.“Mhm… you feel so good. Love your cock,” Harry answers with a sigh. His eyes are closed and he untangles his fingers from Louis’ just to lift his arm up and bury his fingers in Louis’ hair. He turns his head and Louis seals their lips together.It’s Harry who breaks the kiss. “Please, Lou. Move. Wanna feel you move.”Louis gives his answer by rolling his hips. He lets go of Harry’s cock and wraps his arm around Harry’s waist. He starts to fuck Harry with a slow pace.No, scratch that. This is not fucking, this is love making. This is about showing Harry how much Louis loves him. How much he desires Harry. How hot and bothered he gets when he’s around Harry. Because let's face it, even after 13 years he’s so gone for this boy, that he’s been ruined for anyone else. He really tried to let Harry go at one point but at the end it was Harry who wasn’t willing to go. They found each other again and swore to work together as a team. Even with the shadows that were still lurking in the corners of their lives, their future together was now looking bright. One day there would no longer be past demons trying to control them.“Fuck, you feel so amazing around me, H, so tight” Louis pants against Harry’s ear while continuing the torturously slow pace. Louis lowers his lips and starts mouthing on Harry’s neck. Harry tightens his grip on Louis’ hair and moans.“Lou, can you lift my leg? The angle is just a bit oooo-,” Harry’s speech gets cut off when Louis grabs his thigh to lift it and Louis’ cock finally hits Harry’s prostate. “Yes, that’s it! Keep going, sweetheart, make me come!” Harry babbles. Louis picks up his pace and rolls his hips faster against Harry’s bum. Skin slapping against skin, deep moans and panting breaths are the only sounds in the dimly lit bedroom.“I’m really close,” Louis says breathlessly. “Can you come on my cock alone or do you want my hand?”“Hand, please, need it,” Harry pants.Louis lets go of Harry’s leg and lifts his hand to his face. He licks his palm before he takes a hold of Harry’s cock. He gives it a few light tugs before he gathers the precome from the tip to ease the glide. Louis matches his hand to the pace of his hips and attaches his mouth back to the point where Harry’s neck and shoulder meet. He sucks the skin into his mouth and nibbles it with his teeth.Harry’s grip on Louis’ hair only gets tighter and if Louis wasn’t so focused on chasing his orgasm he’d probably slap Harry’s hand away. Now it only enhances the experience.“Lou, please, I’m so close, fuck, fuck, fuck! Kiss me!” Harry chants. Louis detaches his mouth and gets only a moment to admire the bruise that is starting to blossom on the skin before Harry’s mouth is claiming his. It’s more of them panting into each other’s mouths than it is a kiss but it’s so hot that Louis is ready to burst.Louis moves his hand from Harry’s shaft to his cock head. He rubs his palm against it and then starts to tease the slit with his thumb. Rest of his hand curls around the head. This is the way that Harry likes it and it doesn’t take very long before Harry is screaming and shooting his come all over Louis’ hand.Harry’s hole is clenching around Louis’ cock and after a couple of hard thrusts Louis is coming inside Harry too. He stills his hips and rests his forehead on Harry’s shoulder trying to catch his breath. Harry’s grip on his hair slackens and his arm drops to the bed.“Wow, that was…,” Harry starts to say but has to stop to take a breath.“Amazing,” Louis finishes for him. “Quite easily one of the best ever,” he continues.Harry hums in an agreement and nuzzles his head against Louis’ bicep.Louis goes to pull out but is stopped by Harry’s hand landing on his bum in protest.“Stay. Want to feel you close to me,” Harry says, eyes shut.“But you’ll be sore tomorrow. And I need to get you cleaned,” Louis tries but Harry isn’t having it. He turns his head to Louis and opens his eyes. The green is back and Harry’s gaze is determined.“I’ll be sore anyways and don’t care how filthy I am. You just stay right here, sweetheart,” Harry says and leans up to catch Louis’ lips for a gentle kiss.“Okay, my love,” Louis says against Harry’s lips. “Get comfortable and we’ll sleep. I love you,” he says and gives Harry one more light kiss.“Love you,” Harry mumbles and lets his head fall back to Louis’ arm so he can use it as a pillow. Louis kisses Harry’s shoulder before he hooks his chin on it. One more peck to Harry’s cheek and he closes his eyes while listening to Harry's breathing.Louis’ mind travels back to that dance floor earlier in the night. How absolutely breathtaking and gorgeous Harry had looked. The feeling of complete and utter love he’d felt in that moment is back here in this bedroom. Their bedroom, where they have their designated sides of the bed. Where they share nights and lazy mornings. Where they love each other with the scars the years have caused and the scars that they gave to each other. Where they’ve learned to forgive themselves and to one another. Where they can simply be Louis and Harry.Louis opens his eyes when he hears that Harry’s breathing has evened out and he’s fallen asleep. Even though Harry says he’s fine with being covered in come and sweat all night, Louis knows better. He carefully pulls out his soft cock from Harry’s hole and silently winces from the oversensitivity. Next he slides his arm from under Harry’s head and then he rolls off the bed. He walks into the ensuite and takes two washcloths from under the sink. He wets one with warm water and runs it under his arms and over his groin before he wipes his dick clean. He throws the cloth to the hamper and wets the other cloth and then returns to the bedroom. Harry is still laying on his side and Louis tries not to disturb him more than necessary. He wipes Harry’s belly clean and gently cleans his cock and bum. On his way back to the bathroom he gathers the clothes from the floor and places them on the chair by the mirror. He picks up their underwear and takes them to the bathroom where he puts them in the hamper before he brushes his teeth.After Louis has turned off the bathroom light with a soft click he goes back to bed. Harry hasn’t moved so it’s easy for Louis to assume his favourite sleeping position, the big spoon. It shouldn’t work because Harry is a bit taller than him, but for them it’s perfect.Louis drags the duvet from the foot of the bed and covers them with it. He flicks off the bedside lamp before he slides his left arm back under Harry’s neck and circles Harry’s waist with his right arm. He tugs Harry closer and kisses his neck. Harry sighs in his sleep and Louis can’t help but grin. He can feel the love coming from Harry even when he is sleeping and he can only hope that he has done enough so Harry can also feel his love all day, every day.It’s times like these that Louis realises there’s nowhere else that he’d rather be.