Drabbles 29.9.12
Where was he? It was pathetic; Louis left his boyfriend two seconds alone and Harry was already missing. His orbs scanned the crowd fleetingly. But even after ten minutes the curls hadn't popped out and he sighed. Unbelievable, he couldn't last without him for half an hour. Louis' hands were trembling, desperate to touch any part of Harry's body. Just to hold him close, to maybe hear his laugh, pathetic. Finally he spotted him together with a lady, of course with a lady. Harry was the ladies' man after all, but he was much more than that: he was Louis's man.
A warm feeling spread in the Doncaster boy's stomach, he always felt proud seeing his lover making a good impression. In swift strides he crossed the room, adjusting his suit and pressing past celebrities, until he could lay a hand onto the curly flirt's hip. Harry didn't even turn to look at him, but he saw a huge smile spread instantly. "Fergy, this is my uh Louis", he introduced his boyfriend and Louis couldn't help but smirk. "Hello Louis, you enjoying yourself? A bit overwhelming the whole awards are", she greeted and he flashed her his teeth. "Yeah it's crazy here. Mind if I steal Harry? The boys and I are leaving now. It was lovely to meet you", he smoothly added and she nodded.
"So that's what you call it now?", Harry chuckled into the older guy's ear as soon as they had put some people in between them and the singer. "Shush Haz, we really are leaving", he answered laughing. Harry could be so dirty minded sometimes. "What? I'm in a mood. You know how badly I've wanted to kiss your neck all evening long?", he hushed and Louis' hairs at the back of his neck stood up. "I know baby, come on the others are already in the car."
They joined their band mates and got dropped off at home. "See ya", Harry bid, taking Louis' hand as they got out of the car. The corners of his mouth rose higher at the feeling of curly's hand in his. He let Harry unlock their flat and entered it with a content sigh. They stripped off their coats and suits until both were only left in their trousers . "You looked great", he complimented, letting his eyes roam the built torso and fixated on the V-lines before searching for the sparkling green eyes. Harry turned around and beamed, taking off his clothes and crawling into bed in just his boxers. Louis grinned, copying the motion and crept in next to the warm body. Immediately he was pushed into the pillows as lips crashed into his. A moan slipped and he wove his fingers into the curls, dragging them towards his face.
The younger boy let a palm slide over his chest and down to his stomach, rubbing patterns over it. His tongue tapped Harry's bottom lip and was immediately granted access. Lazily his smooth tongue roamed what was already his and his thumb caressed Harry's cheek. Their movements were slow and passionate: they had all the time of the world. Gently his boyfriend detached his lips but the contact wasn't lost as instantly he felt his throat being showered with kisses.
"Hazza?", he hummed and a mhyeah? sounded against his skin. "We broke the picture yesterday", he chuckled and was rewarded by green flashing eyes. "It was hot at least, I never really liked it anyway", he replied going back to licking Louis' collarbone. "I must say I like our sex life even if we can't seem to not break something. You're on a streak lately", he mocked and the kissing stopped for a second. "You're wild too. But I like cuddling", Harry slurred and nestled his head in the crook of his neck. "Mhnn", he purred, softly threading his fingers through his man's hair. The feeling that surrounded him was indescribable. He only had that when he was around the sweet boy.
Automatically his arm slithered to Harry's waist and held his body close. "I love you Lou", the words left the boy's lips effortlessly and he kissed him with such passion and lust that Louis was left breathless. "Love you too babycakes", he whispered, giving curly's lips a little nibble. Harry buried his face into Louis' neck and rapped his arms around him. Their legs tangled up and they both were rocked to sleep by the other's heartbeat. With Louis' hand still playing with the brown curls, neither of them would have had it any other way as their eyelids fluttered close.
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