night shift // l.s.

eighty

minor smut heh

ps I KNOW WHAT HE SAYS IS STEREOTYPICAL BUT ITS JUST A JOKE ITS FOR THE SMUT I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS STONED OK BYE

TODAYS THE DAAAYYYYY

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harry woke the sleeping man beside him by pressing kisses to his neck and shoulder. louis' face scrunched a bit as he stirred but relaxed, rolling over to nuzzle his face in harry's neck. harry cooed softly when louis' arms made their way around his waist to hold onto him.

"babes," harry whispered, gently dragging his fingers along his soon to be husband's bare back. "lou."

louis let out a little groan. harry chuckles and carefully removed one of louis' arms from around him so he could prop himself up on his forearm and stare down at the boy, who was blinking up at him lazily. a small smile broke out on harry's face as he leaned forward to kiss louis' nose.

"good morning, sunshine," he hums.

"mornin'," louis mumbled and rubbed his eyes. harry moved himself down to latch his lips to his neck, smirking to himself as louis began to whine in protest.

"haz," the boy groaned. "you gotta go to zayn's soon."

"i know," harry hums and admired the hickey he placed on him. it wasn't too big but if the collar of louis' shirt wasn't buttoned, it would be noticable. he laid on his back beside the boy and looked at him.

"isn't it bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?" louis pondered teasingly.

"you aren't the bride, though," harry hummed. "you're a groom."

"mm, you're more bride material," louis jokes and rests his hand on harry's chest, turning on his side.

"i am so not a bride," harry gasped.

his fiancé smirked. "definitely the bride."

harry narrowed his eyes at the man. "i am offended you consider me the bride. you're the bottom."

louis' jaw went slack as he sat up. "and?"

"and you're more bride material than i am," harry hums and propped himself up. "you like to wear panties that i pull off of you with my teeth-"

"okay." louis blushes. "not arguing with you over this."

harry smirks as he he watches louis go red. "need i say more, baby?"

louis bit his lip and rose his eyebrows. "i mean.."

harry got up and knelt behind him as he teased him over his interest in what he had to say. he kissed his head before moving to kiss behind his ear, back onto his neck and bit the skin. hearing louis' shaky breath made him continue. "you like when i do that," he hums and snaked a hand up his chest, loosely around his throat. "and that." he lowered his hand down his bare chest to his crotch, giving his slowing boner a squeeze. "definitely like that."

louis gulped and rests his hands back by harry's knees.

"you call me daddy," harry adds and slipped his hand into louis' boxers. louis gasped when harry's cold hand made its way to his hard on. "you ride yourself on me, let me completely destroy you," he hums as he began to stroke the shaft slowly, teasingly. louis whimpered and clenched his jaw.

"'kay, 'kay," louis repeats. "i get it."

harry hummed in his ear as he began to jerk him off. "good, 'cause i can go for hours."

louis whined and gripped the sheets as harry began to talk dirty to him again just because he could while he helped take care of his problem.

harry smirked to himself when it didn't take long for louis to come on his hand. "you're eager today, bride."