Larry fics

Part 2

“Mister Styles, for a word in my office after work, please,” Louis said as he passed by a group of his employees, his hand trailing briefly over Harry's bottom – Of course the action was unseen by the others, Louis always made sure of that.

They couldn't risk being caught – because whilst Louis couldn't exactly be fired from his position, people would still talk and he wanted to avoid that. Both for Harry's and his own sake, because even if Louis liked most of his employees, he knew that kind of information would spread quickly – also outside of the company and such gossip would cast a bad light on pretty much everyone.
He simply didn't want people to talk about how Harry only got the position because he was sleeping with Louis, especially because that just wasn't true. When Harry and him first fucked, Louis wasn't even aware that Harry would end up as his intern, after all, since Liam had dealt with the applications.

Harry nodded a bit and turned to look at Louis for a moment, his eyes holding a gentle glint in them when he met Louis'. “Of course, Sir.”
Louis smirked when he saw the slight blush on Harry's cheeks, that had spread with his touch to his ass, relishing in the fact that even after three months, he could still fluster Harry so easily. It was fun to play with him, when just a few words or one lingering, barely there touch got Harry to blush, to arch into Louis and ask for more – wordlessly, sometimes, begging him at other times.

He couldn't wait until Harry would come to him later.

Timidly, Harry knocked on the glass door of Louis' office before he entered, bowing his head a little bit. “You wanted to talk to me, Sir?” He asked softly, causing Louis to roll his eyes a bit. He just thought it was a bit ridiculous that Harry simply refused to call him Louis at work. Everyone called Louis by his first name and he thought that probably, people were going to be more suspicious because Harry didn't.
But then again, they probably thought that Harry and Louis just didn't like each other, with how often Harry had to come to Louis' office – Though Louis was sure that most of the other employees had figured out what was going on already.

“Come here, darling,” Louis hummed, looking out of his office for a few seconds to make sure that the storey was indeed cleared already – And as far as he was concerned, Harry and him really were the only people there at the time.

Scooting back from the desk a little bit, Louis patted his lap, grinning happily when Harry plopped down on him. He immediately leaned forward and nuzzled his nose into his neck, pressing a few kisses on his skin as he breathed in his smell. Harry always smelled really clean, a bit musky because of his perfume and a little bit of citrus because of the volume shampoo he used. Except for when Harry stayed over at Louis' place, which happened more often than not. Then he smelled like Louis' shampoo and Louis' bodywash and sometimes, if he was feeling cocky, like Louis' perfume as well and Louis really, really loved that, loved leaving his mark on him like this – Even though he didn't really have any right to.

“Still got some work to do, doll,” he muttered between pecks, slowly kissing his way over Harry's jawline and to his lips. “Think you could get under my table and keep my cock warm whilst I'm going through those mails?”

Harry's response was a soft keen, his eyelashes fluttering down and casting shadows over his cheeks before they rested against his skin when Louis finally kissed him on the lips. He was feeling hot and he knew that his face must be flushed, but he was also aware of the fact that both Louis and him knew that it was because of sheer excitement and not because he was embarrassed. He had never thought that those few years Louis was older than him would have such an effect on how good the sex was, but it really wasn't even comparable to anything Harry had ever done with anyone his own age.