Larry smut

Look What You've Done To Me

⚠️by 𝙛𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚21 on ao3

⚠️summary:

“Seriously, babe.” Louis struggled to keep his voice unaffected but he was starting to go dizzy from the pleasure already. “You’re acting like I was a cam boy or a rent boy or summat.” He pushed his bum purposely against Harry’s crotch. “Not my fault I’m one of the most wanked over dicks in London.”

A growl ripped its way from Harry’s throat and directly into Louis’ ear. “You,” he said with his lips against the shell of Louis’ ear, “have been naughty. And you’re not even sorry.”

“Yeah?” Louis pushed his bum against Harry’s dick again and then once more for good measure. “And what?”

“And you need to be punished.”

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Or, the one where Harry finds an old nude of Louis' on a porn site, gets jealous and much smut and kink (and fluff!!) ensues.

⚠️words: 5662

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Harry wasn’t a jealous person per se.

If you wanted to achieve something, you worked for it. There was no sense in coveting what other people had or envying trivial things like their possessions or the lot they were handed in life. It was all about being grateful for what you had and making the most out of your life. Harry prided himself on being very Zen; it was probably the yoga and meditation he often practiced.

“Mate, did you see this one?!”

Harry refrained from rolling his eyes at his oldest and dearest friend. He was trying to be interested but there was only so much one man could take.

“It’s nice,” he said, absent-mindedly running his finger around the rim of his half-finished Cosmo.

“You didn’t even look!”

Harry sighed deeply and met his friend’s gaze. Nick was sitting across from him in the cramped booth, bouncing up and down and shoving his phone in Harry’s face. He was logged into a well-known porn website—“classy porn, Harold!”—and had been showing Harry various nudes for the past half hour.

It wasn’t that Harry didn’t appreciate porn. He was a young man once, after all. He spent many nights (and mornings, afternoons, anytime, really) locked in his room watching all the porn he could find and wanking until his hand was sore. But he had grown up and his hormones had calmed down. And he had a wonderful boyfriend who was just as insatiable as him and way better than any porno. If anything, they watched porn together. He was much more for erotic literature now, anyway.

“This is the most popular one,” Nick rambled. “It’s an old one, probably been here more than five years now. Still, it’s dead nice. The best dick I’ve ever seen—”

Nick was still going on but Harry couldn’t hear him anymore. His entire body was frozen as his brain properly registered what he was seeing. It was a nice dick. It was perfect. It was long, thick, uncut and curved just right.

It was his boyfriend’s dick. It was Louis’ dick.

He’d recognize it anywhere. It was the same one he’d been touching and sucking and worshipping for the past three years. Three years and not once had his boyfriend mentioned that his dick was out there, on the internet, for the entire world to see. And wank over.