BUTTERFLY EFFECT🦋 (L.S.) [finished]

CHAPTER 19

Little drops were creating a rythmic minimalistic music when slapping against Louis' umbrella. It was transparent, and he could look up in the sky and pretended it was raining right into his forehead without getting wet.

A sappy Sunday as no other, he thought, walking through the empy and damp streets, no one in sight. November weather was never easy, always cold and windy, raining sideways, no matter what you did you always ended up wet.

He noticed some beautiful bright pink flowers coming out of some lady's garden, so little and velvety, reborn with the rain, and snapped some pictures with his phone. Harry's hobby was rubbing off on him apparently.

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'This is not working Harry...'

'Yeah, no shit mister!'

'Hey don't get mad at me!'

'HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO A DUET IF YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME??'

'DON'T YELL AT ME!'

The two boys were sweaty, clothes sticking to their bodies. They had been rehearsing... well, trying to rehearse what they were supposed to be dancing in a month and a half at the Christmas function.

Harry was about to start screaming again, letting out his frustration at the poor blond boy, shaking in his spot, when he heard some familiar steps down the hallway.

'I'm sorry, let's take five, okay?'

'S'fine.' Niall threw himself at the floor, hands covering his face.

'Hey baby I'm wet!' Louis let out, laughing, but it was too late. Harry had already jumped into his arms, wrapping his legs around his waist and was kissing him, the boy moaning in surprise at the shower of affection.

'So am I.' Harry lifted a brow, smiling at Louis, so relieved to be in his arms.

'Oh you little shit...' The boys laughed, sharing some more kisses and cuddles when Louis noticed Niall on the floor of the room, his hands covering his face but peeking through his fingers.

'Oi, I didn't wanna interrupt anything... I'll just go get my training done and let you work.'

Harry tightened his grip against the lad, not wanting him to leave for anything in the world when an idea crossed his head.

'Actually... maybe you could help us? There's lots of lifting, you're gonna get some training in, don't worry.'

'You are aware that I can't dance for shit, right babe?' Louis giggled.

'That's not true Lou, please?'

He gave in, walking further into the room, dropping his bag and getting barefoot while still carrying Harry, who whinned when he finally had to get off to allow Louis to take of his jacket.

Harry turned on the music Carmen, from Bizet, the strings dragging the notes seductively through the speakers.

'This should be erotic...' Harry said, starting to move his feet, tugging from his shirt, teasing, before finally taking it off.

Niall was kind of lost, same face expression as Louis. Both of them looking at the gorgeous curly boy, dancing around the room, all his muscles flexing at every move, his shoulder blades ready to birth wings, his eyes filled with lust.

Louis was starting to feel really hot, taking off his sweatshirt along with his T-shirt, Harry coming from behind pulling at his joggers, leaving him with only his underwear. Harry hugged him, held his head in his hands, making the hairs at the nape of Louis' neck filled with goosebumps.

'See? How he's not afraid? How bad he wants it yet he controls himself?'

Harry was speaking to Niall, getting in front of Louis, his back to his chest. The blue eyed boy reacted instinctively, placing his hands firmly at Harry's waist, burying his face in his neck.

'Lou you're gonna throw me up in the air, I'll jump, you just gonna impulse me up.' He nodded and followed Harry's lead.

Harry made a deep plié, putting his hands on top of Louis' at his waist, catching impulse, jumping at the same time Louis pushed him up. Harry put his arms up gracefully at the same time he did a perfect split, he almost touched the ceiling with his fingertips, realizing he was way higher than intended, feeling the rough landing already, when two strong arms caught him, not letting his poor knees take the whole impact, instead he was comfortable sitting in Louis's grip, bridal style.

'Confidence. Trust.' Louis said, locking eyes with Harry, who was looking up at him with doe eyes. He carried Harry to where Niall was, putting him delicately on his feet.

'It's okay, touch him, feel him, feel us.' Louis guided one of Niall's hands between Harry's shoulder blades, the other to his hip, trapping the green eyed boy between them.

The music intensified, their heartbeats pulsing into the three boys' ears, their skin burning when it came into contact with each other, breathes getting heavier.

Niall and Harry started improving around Louis, dancing around, discovering their slippery skin. Louis throwing and catching the both of them when Harry jumped at him and started kissing his neck, Niall coming from behind, putting a hand between his and Harry's crotches, that had been getting kind of hard, now definetely hardening at the other's boy touch.

Louis moaned in Harry's mouth when Niall bit his neck. Harry noticing got off of Louis' embrace, fire as a warning in his look. He started eating Niall's mouth, bitting his bottom lip, hard, intented as a punishment but making the boy tremble and feel like he was in heaven. Louis started palming Harry through his tight ballet pants, pushing his own hard groin against his beautiful round bum.

'Baby are you okay, are we going too far, is Niall okay?' Louis muttered into Harry's ear.

'Yeah, you okay?' Louis responded by groaning tightening his grip around Harry's cock over his pants.

Harry eyed Niall's boner, explicitly showing through the fine ballet leggings, shifting his feet, totally struggling not to touch himself. He moved a hand to the boy's crotch, only stopping a centimeter before touching him, noticing the heat coming out from it.

'Do you want this?' Harry asked, Niall nodded, gulping and not being able to look away from Harry's plump lips. 'How bad?' Niall pushed his hips so his crotch was finally in Harry's hand, getting shivers down his spine.

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Don't kill me! More soon!
Happy Valentine's day!!!
Love,
Leo x