heavenly hell //larry smut (boyxboy)

Happenings (Part 2)

Hello!!! It's me! i'm back!!!
With the final chapter (probably)

I also edited the previous chapter, or at least the ending of it so you might wanna check it out..
but let's get right into it!

here's the horny closure for everyone.
Hope you enjoy 😉

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Louis' POV

As I was about to fully back off, turn around and run away screaming if it wasn't for the hand that suddenly found it's way to the back of my neck. Or the air that I didn't I had still left I'm ne getting knocked out of my lungs. Or the soft, plush lips that crashed back into mine with enough pressure to get their point across but soft enough to feel lovingly and kinds.

This was it. From this moment on there was no turning back anymore and i surely didnt want to. The second our lips connected again I felt like i was flying on a fairyfloss cloud through the sky. My world was finally complete with something that before I didn't even know i was missing.

This was the final moment that I realized, I didn't just have a crush on my best friend, no, I loved him from the bottom of my heart and with every fiber in my body.

Harrys POV

It was magical. That was the only word that could nearly capture the essence of this kiss. Our lips molded together like two puzzle pieces that had longed to be together for thousands of years. I wasn't expecting this to happen, but i also wasn't complaning.

Slowly the kiss became a little more passionate, and sloppier, until we eventually had to come up for air, but our longing lips could not go long without each other. Like magnets they seemed to attract each other. There were no words spoken, wo words needed. Only nosy breaths hitting skin, huffs and sighs.

We picked our bodies up, pressing as close to each other as possible his one hand tangled in my locks where I can feel a soft pull, his other pressed flat onto my chest.
This was when I even realised we were still in the bathroom.
With one hand on Louis' waist pulling him even closer I grabbed the lube from the bathroom cabinet with the other. "Bold babe." I felt my cheeks flush with red at the pet name.

I looked at him with big questioning eyes. "No no I don't mind." With a smirk he picked me up, so that I was sitting on the sink, sloppily making out with him. "But first we have to actually make it to the bedroom." He said in a breathing break, "I don't want our first time to be in the same place as i wash my D-"

"Uh-yeah-I-uh-" he cut me off with a passionate kiss. He hoisted me off the counter so I had no other choice but to wrap my legs around him. Both hissing as our middle parts came in contact for the first time. It wasn't really the first time, but it never happened in this context and with both of us being at least half-hard. Tangled up like this and still engulfed in a heated kiss he quickly carried me towards his bedroom.

We a few difficulties and bumps into a wall here and there, we made it to the room, and when we finally got there, Louis pushed me up against the wall, kissing me even deeper, wrapping our tongues together. A sharp breath escaping my lips when i felt pressed tightly into the wall. Louis was still in the lead and he guided us closwer to his bed.

He pushed me onto the bed, and wrapped his hands in my hair. I still had my legs wrapped around him pulling him as close as possible, and felt his hardening length press against mine as we grinded together horizontally on the soft matress. A moan pressing it's way from his mouth into mine and back. He pushed himself up both hands pressed into the matress next to my head. Looking down at me he said, "I...Are you really okay with this? We can stop if you're uncomfortable or anything... I mean.. this is kinda weird, isn't it? Not that I find this weird, i mean I'm okay with it if you are.. are you?" He looked more and more unsure with every word. So I sat up and I was gazing into his bright blue eyes and then replied, "Hey! You're rambling" he chuckles softly. "It's okay. Don't worry. If it's weird, that doesn't mean it's bad, or wrong... It's only weird if we make it that. I'm ready, I want this too. I've waited for so long" The last sentence was more of quiet mumble, not really daring to confess my feelings yet which is kind of ironic given the situation they're currently in. But I quickly started to move my hands to the seam of his pants fondeling his jeans button open, and tug down his black skinnies, giving him anunsure look through half-shut eyes and thick lashes. Showing him it's ok to reconsider.