Larry Stylinson Oneshots

Welcome to The Traphouse: Part Five

Author : jaerie

Summary : One house, five YouTubers, and the unexpected results.

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Autopilot.  Instinct.  Whatever you wanted to call it.  That was what took over as Louis’ brain ceased to function properly as he stood at the door and had tunnel visions to Harry’s naked body.  

They’d been skirting around it for weeks leading up to something that made Louis a new brand of excited. At least that’s what Louis thought things were building up to.  And now Harry was naked on his bed confirming all of his suspicions.  

It was new for Louis to have such strong feelings for a man and yet he didn’t fight it nor did he want to.  Seeing Harry’s naked body again cemented a few things for him that had been swimming around his head.  It hadn’t been Harry’s body he was jealous of every time he saw Harry suited up in his ballet outfits, it was that he was attracted to that body instead.  

He reached behind his head and grabbed a fistful of his tshirt, pulling it up and over his head.  His shorts fell from his hips easily and it felt like a sign that he had chosen not to wear any underwear that morning.  

“Oh fuck,” Louis knew his voice wavered in the middle as he crawled up onto the bed, so nervous for what was about to happen.  They were both naked now, schlongs out and everything, and Louis was closing the space between them.  

Louis was confident with many things in his life but sex had never been one of them.  It felt foreign to be the one initiating things and here he was just going for it.  He gripped the back of Harry’s neck, fingers inching their way into his hair.  There was an extended moment of eye contact that said so much and exposed so little and yet suddenly it felt like they were on the same page.  Their lips met in an overly firm and possessive first kiss and immediately they lost all control.  

It was messy and sloppy and still the best kiss of Louis’ life.  He’d never experienced such passion in his life from anyone, even from himself.  Harry ended up below him and they both let out involuntary moans when Louis settled his hips down and their bare cocks touched for the first time.  The contact was warmer than Louis expected it to be, a heat he should have expected.  

“Oh fuck!” Harry moaned and came almost immediately after Louis reached his hand down to wrap around both of them.  It took Louis a few seconds before he followed, both of them panting and staring at each other.  

It was then that the reality started to settle in.  He’d just gotten off with his roommate, with someone who was essentially a business partner in what they’d all set out to do in this house.  This wasn’t jerking off in the same room with Liam when they were horny 14 year olds watching racy movies, this was two grown young adults acting without thinking of the consequences.  

But Harry had been the one naked on his bed.  Harry had to have thought all this through.  

He blinked and then looked beside Harry’s head to see a picture of Harry printed on a blanket that definitely wasn’t Louis’.  

“Is this yours?” Louis asked as he smoothed the wrinkles out over the image.  

“Um,” Harry swallowed and looked nervous.  “I, um.  It was a prank.’’ 

Louis’ face fell as he stared at Harry’s for a moment and then finally took a second to glance around the room.  He jumped when he thought someone was standing behind him only to realize it was a life size cardboard cutout of Harry.  And another one.  And another one.  The whole room was filled with cardboard cutouts of Harry’s face and full body.  He then noticed the pillows that matched the blanket they’d been lying on.