7: Louis

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LOUIS POV

Louis didn't do anything at first, not sure of how to respond to the feeling. All he knew was that Harry's mouth was heavenly, and it was the only thing he wanted to taste for the rest of his life. Eventually he moved his lips as well, trying to match Harry's movements. Harry placed his hand on Louis cheek and pulled it softly down his neck and comfortingly over his arm as well.

"You taste good." Harry mumbled into Louis' mouth. 

"You do too." Louis pushed Harry into the back of the closet before straddling his lap. Harry just looked at him with a surprised expression and placed his huge hands on Louis' tiny waist. The adrenaline boosted his confidence a bit so he started to grind himself into Harry, to which he groaned and leaned his head back. Louis kissed on Harry's lower lip, tugging at it with his teeth and running his tongue over the rough skin of it. 

"God, Louis." Harry's breath hitched when Louis rested his right hand over his crotch. 

"Okay?"

"More than. I thought you said you'd never kissed a boy?" Harry moaned again and pressed into Louis' touch. 

"You seem the type to have a kink for innocent boys." Louis said in an almost whisper.

"Fuck." Harry slowly slid his hands underneath the thin fabric of Louis shirt and meeting his eyes for confirmation. Louis nodded so Harry's fingers continued to travel around the smaller boy's chest and over his nipples. Harry pinched and played with them, making Louis' back arch into the feeling. 

"Is seven minutes enough for me to give you a blowjob?" Louis said in between shaky breaths. 

"Well considering we've already been in this closet for four of those, probably not." Harry reasoned. 

"Next time then." Louis moaned into his ear. Harry was gripping Louis' thighs to keep him straddled on his lap while Louis proceeded to grind their clothed crotches together. He tugged on the back of Harry's hair while pressing his lips passionately to every area of open and exposed skin. 

"Time's up mofos!" Niall yelled from outside the closet door much louder than necessary. Louis pulled away from Harry's lips breathlessly. 

"Kay Niall, we're coming." Harry mumbled halfheartedly. The boys just stared at each other for a few moments. 

"I still hate you and your snarky attitude." Louis said before planting a final kiss to Harry's lips.

"I still hate you and your snarky attitude." Harry mimicked back in a high voice.

"I'm fully convinced you never graduated kindergarten." Louis rolled off of him and pushed the white door open. 

"Yeah, well, this changes absolutely nothing. You're still an asshole and I hate you." Harry snapped.

"Aw, I could say the same to you." Louis blew him a kiss before leaving the room to go back to their friends. 

"So how'd it go boys?" Ava asked when they plopped down in their original spots. 

"Horrible."

"Awful." They both said at the same time. 

"I don't think that hickey was there earlier, Harry." Ed pointed to his neck to which Harry slapped a hand over the sensitive skin.

"Just cause I kissed him doesn't mean I don't hate him." Harry rolled his eyes and Louis whacked the back of his head. 

"Your dynamic is weird." Ava commented before returning to the game. "So who's turn is it?"

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