Larry stylinson smut (a/b/o, vampire)

I'm Asking You Please, Don't Talk Dirty To Me

Ao3: larry_hiatus

Summary:

Harry's best friend Louis is a nice, well-mannered omega, at least when it comes to sex talk. He has always been closed off and quiet... until Harry hears how Louis talks during his heat. Now, it's all Harry can think about before his upcoming rut...

Notes: Since every verse is different, I want to explain that in this particular fic, both alphas and omegas can take rut/heat suppressants, and then when they take them regularly, they go through their rut/heat about four times per year. Also, knotting is not bonding.

Work Text:

"Moving is exhausting."

Louis blew gently across his mug of herbal tea, before letting the hot liquid touch his lips. He gave a small content sigh as he felt the warmth curl into his system, as if he had a heated blanket wrapped around his insides. He couldn't think of any drink he loved more than tea, which is why he was so willing to follow his friends to the local café down the street from their apartment building to get a cuppa after moving Harry into his flat.

He glanced up at the dark haired boy sitting across from him who had just spoken.

"How could you be exhausted, Zayn?" Liam asked from Zayn's left. "You barely helped with anything."

"I did too help!" Zayn protested, stirring sugar into his cup. Louis watched the spoon spin around and around, mesmerized by the way the drink swirled into a whirlpool. There was something comforting about it, like the spiraling was lulling him into a state of calm. "I told you guys where to put things."

On the other side of Zayn, Niall shook his head. "I don't know, mate. I'm going to have to agree with Liam on this one." Zayn frowned, taking a drink, and turned his gaze to Louis.

"What do you think, Roomie? I helped, right?"

Louis set down his own drink, but kept his hands cupped around it, liking the way the heat radiated off of the mug and into his palms. "I'm staying out of this one," he said with a giggle. In reality, the others were right. Zayn didn't really help much, but Louis had already known that the boy wouldn't be of much assistance. Louis tended to do all of the housework around their flat, not that he minded. He enjoyed having a place to clean and someone to look after, even if it was just a friend. Zayn said it was his omega side, although Louis was more convinced that he just liked to keep busy, and a neat home was a happy home.

"It's not like any of you helped when I moved in with Louis last year," Zayn huffed, folding his arms across his chest.

"We didn't even know you back then!" Harry exclaimed with a laugh, but Zayn just grumbled in reply.

"You know," Liam began, ruffling Zayn's hair affectionately. "You're pretty moody for a beta." Zayn scoffed.

"I'm no more moody than Niall! Harry, am I moodier than Niall?" Harry chuckled in a way that tugged at the corners of Louis' mouth, as if there were marionette strings on his lips, and Harry was the puppeteer. He took another sip of tea to hide his smile.

"Anyway," Harry said, roundly ignoring Zayn's question. "Thank you guys for helping me move. All of you. I appreciate it."

"No problem, mate," Niall spoke. "We're happy to help."

"Yeah," Liam agreed. "And I think you'll like the place better than the Alpha Den." The Alpha Den was an alphas only apartment complex across town where Harry and Liam had previously lived. Louis didn't like his friends living there because as an omega, he wasn't even allowed to visit. They were lucky to be let in to help Harry move his things, but it did take some convincing with security.