blue eyes like blue skies<3 ~l.s

chapter 12

Louis was caught off guard, to say the least. He looked into Harry's pleading eyes, his boyfriend gazing at him expectantly. "I... not like that, love," Louis answered hesitantly, brushing his knuckles against Harry's cheek. "Not fuck you. Not quick and rough sex that's over before you know it."

Harry nodded slowly with a confused look on his face, not understanding what Louis meant.

"If you're completely sure you're ready, sweetheart, then I'd be more than happy to take my time with you," Louis went on. The confused look on Harry's face grew more severe- the thought of prolonging sex sounded downright painful to him. He only wanted to show Louis he trusted him, help make Louis feel good and prove how much he loved him by letting Louis fuck him. To Harry, sex had always been one-sided and usually relatively painful. He loved Louis so much, he was willing to go through that again, if Louis wanted to have sex with him, too.

"I'm sure you're pretty tired right now, and I don't want to keep you up all night," Louis said. "But if you're sure you want to, we can make love right now, darling."

Harry nodded hesitantly, still a bit confused as to why Louis expects it would take so long. It's always been considerably quick for Harry in the past. Even his very first time, Derek enthusiastically fucked him for about ten minutes until he had finished and jerked Harry off afterwards.

"I'd take the time to make sure you're completely prepared, baby," Louis told him. "Are you sure you're okay with staying awake a while longer?"

Harry nodded immediately. If that's all Louis was worried about, they'd be fine. It only took Harry a minute or two to get fingered open in the past; he'd be fine.

"Alright, sweetheart. Lay down for me," Louis told him, getting slightly distracted by kissing his boyfriend some more. He pet is hand up and down Harry's side, soothing his heavy breathing.

He turned away, rummaging around for a bottle of lube in his drawer. He faced Harry again and, keeping his scarf in place, peeled off Harry's slightly damp t shirt from his body. He did the same for himself and took off the rest of his clothes. Harry's breath hitched in his throat, taking in Louis' uninhibited body for the first time, reaching out to run his hand over his thick thighs.

Louis smiled down at him lovingly, bending to peck his lips before removing his boxer briefs. Louis kissed down his chest, thumbing at his nipples, causing Harry to shiver. "You're so beautiful, my angel, always so beautiful."

Louis traveled further down Harry's body, pressing kisses into Harry's soft tummy and gently biting bruises into his hips. He carefully nudged Harry's legs apart, kissing at the crease of his thighs. He finally planted a kiss onto the head of his dick, licking up the precome and closing his mouth around his tip, sucking lightly.

Harry was nearly seeing stars. He'd done this for his old boyfriend, but never knew what it felt like on the receiving end. He gazed down at Louis now, his pretty eyelashes fanning across his cheeks as he set to work on bringing Harry to full hardness. It didn't take long- it had been nearly a year since anyone touched him there. Louis was a sight, taking Harry further and further down, his thin lips stretched around Harry. Louis looked up at him as his nose touched the hairs below Harry's tummy. His hand was gently squeezing his hip, running his thumb over the love bite he just put there.

Harry felt his stomach tightening; he knew he was coming close. He thought of how much he disliked it when Derek came in or around his mouth and made sure to get Louis' attention.

"Lou- don't. 'M really close," he groaned out. Louis pulled off, swiping his thumb over his slit to collect his precome one last time. Harry gazed at him, completely overwhelmed.