Selectively Mute - Omega!Louis, Alpha!Harry, mpreg (#wattys2016)

Chapter Twenty-Two

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It was a couple of weeks later when Louis stopped breathing.

Louis was in Harry's bedroom, as usual, sat on the floor, leaning back against the bed, between his legs. His own legs were pulled up to his chest, notebook resting against his thighs. Harry watched him: how elegant he was when writing something down perfectly, how elegant he was when he chewed the end of his pencil perfectly, how elegant he looked when his eyebrows furrowed in concentration so perfectly.

Harry lifted his hand and sifted his fingers through Louis' hair, slightly tugging on it. Louis mewled high in his throat, looking up at him, right in the eyes.

Harry couldn't hold it back any longer, Louis was just too elegant and perfect.

He used the hand still in Louis' hair to tug his head back further, then quickly leaned down and smacked his mouth against his.

And Louis stopped breathing.

Harry pulled back and looked down at him. It took a moment of the Omega staring up at the Alpha to breathe again, then he did something neither of them expected.

Louis growled and clambered up on his knees, somehow making to straddling Harry's thighs. He grabbed Harry's hair and brought their faces together again, lips colliding. Harry's arms snaked around his waist, pulling him tightly to him.

Their tongues battled for dominance, but of course Harry won, slanting his head harshly against his.

They pulled apart by a knock on the door, Louis scrambling back onto the floor at Harry's feet and picking up his homework again, feigning concentration. Harry thread his fingers from one hand into his hair, messaging his scalp comfortingly, Louis purring beneath him and eyes slanting shut.

"Come in," Harry called, watching his little Omega fondly.

The door cracked open and Niall peeked in his head. He took a step forward, but froze when he saw the scene in front of him. He quickly mumbled apologies, turning to walk out the door again, but Harry called him back.

"Niall, what would you like?"

"Um, I was just going to ask for some help with the homework," his whispered, averting his eyes.

"Louis?" Harry asked with a tug of his hand.

Louis moaned, his head following the tugs of Harry's hand, thighs spreading slightly, unconsciously.

Oh, God, he thought, this can't be happening.

Niall gasped and his eyes flickered to Louis, then looked up at Harry warily. He watched as Harry breathed in deeply through his nose and growled low in his throat.

Niall took that as his chance to flee.

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