Privileged Murder

Thirty Four

1st January 12:00 (midday)

< Louis' POV >

I rolled over and slowly opened my eyes, being hit by the rays of scorching sunshine coming in through the window - seeing as it was pitch black when we came up here I probably didn't even realise the curtains were even open - I blinked slowly and looked down to see Harry still sprawled out over the majority of the bed looking blissfully fucked out from the night previous and he couldn't look more gorgeous if he tried. Crawling over him lightly so he wouldn't wake up, pulling the sheets away from his lower body and slowly sinking underneath them.

Smirking as I blew lightly over his crotch, Harry stirring in his sleep making me still all movements until his breathing returned to normal, once I was sure I licked up the underside of his cock. Already half hard so I didn't really have to work too much, I took him into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with the first movement.

Harry definitely should've woken up at that.

But he didn't, I continued the movements with the bobbing of my head until I removed him from my mouth completely and began jerking him off slowly, feeling him come to full hardness in my hand. After suckling on the tip of his cock for a few moments I felt a hand come into contact on the back of my head and forcing me all the way down.

A mumbled grown came from above in the bed and a fucked out voice moaned out "Fuck Lou" as he quickly came down my throat. I swallowed and kissed up and down his thighs, getting closer and closer to his hole when the duvet was lifted and he looked down at me "Can I get woken up like that every morning?"

"Hmm... If I feel like it" I crawled up his body and planted a leg on either side of his hips, straddling him with ease "You up for that idea then?"

He hummed slowly before looking back at me "One day, even if it takes twenty years, I want to wake up with you bouncing on my dick"

I released all the air left in my lungs as I let out a very shocked noise and an expression on my face to match "You serious?"

"Fuck yeah" I smirked down at him and he blushed "That would be so fucking hot"

"But you don't bottom?" He just huffed "Plus I think you enjoy being my slut a little too much to be able to top"

He laughed out a "Yeah maybe... but your arse was made to get absolutely pounded at least once" I got off of him and pulled on a pair of boxers and Harry's red shirt "I'm gonna go take a shower. You having one?"

"Nah, I'll grab one later before we leave" I walked back over to the bed and kissed him hard "I'll go make us breakfast" He smiled and I made my way downstairs catching Niall already up and arguing with Lottie at the bottom of the staircase, my hangover was too sensitive for this shit "What the fuck do you two think you're shouting about?"

Lottie turned to me "I don't know! Why don't you ask the criminal here?"

"Fucking lay off Lottie" Bad choice Niall, really bad choice

"Don't you dare fucking swear at me you piece of shit"

Niall looked offended but I knew it was fake "Oh so you can swear at me but I can't swear at you?"

I got in between them "You" pointing at Niall "Don't fucking swear at my sister. And you" pointing at Lottie "Calm down and explain to me rationally what the fuck is going on"