Heartbreaker ~ Larry Stylinson {English}

88. In your mind.

~ Pov Louis ~ 

I walk into my room with a towel around my waist. My curtains are drawn and my door is locked. Hesitantly, I stand in front of my full-length mirror. I bite my lower lip as I drop the towel on the floor. I make eye contact with myself. Out of the corner of my eye I see my fingers caressing my lip. Slowly they descend, along my jawline, my neck, my chest, stomach, hips... Until they bump into something hard.

I close my eyes. Imagine him standing behind me. His lips against my neck, rubbing against my skin. My back pressed against his hips, looking for friction. Exploring his one hand on my body, caressing my skin, pulling the ends of my hair. His other hand holding me. A startled sigh leaves my lips as it rises and falls.

"Harry-"

"Shhh, baby..."

I open my eyes, make eye contact with his. His naked body hidden behind mine. I bring my arm to his neck, tousle his hair with my fingers. His intense green eyes stare at me through the mirror, my imagination. He kisses my skin, strokes it with his tongue. I feel something pricking my back and feel it slowly slip down until at some point I feel it inside me. I moan. He covers my mouth by holding his fingers to my lips. I close my eyes, feel him thrust into me. My legs are getting weak.

"I want you to look at me when I fuck you."

I open my eyes again, butterflies race through my stomach when I see him in my neck and feel him sigh. How his hips bump into mine at a brisk rhythm. His hand still guides me, faster and faster. He moans in my ear.

"Harry, I can't take it any longer..."

"Show me then..."

Harry disappears as I feel the pressure on my lower abdomen. I let myself go and moan. I think about the conversation with Marie a few days ago and take out my mobile just before my peak. I press the camera and let it film me as I grab myself back. I can still hear his moaning vaguely in the back of my mind, his touches on my skin. I exceed my limits when I moan his name.After a few seconds I stop the recording and let myself fall exhausted on the bed. I click on 'share' and click on Harry's number, but before I hit send, I switch off my mobile. Maybe sending that video to him isn't such a good idea after all.

~ Pov Harry ~ 

I stop my game when I see that Louis has sent me a message. I frown when I see it's a video. I click it and hear him moan and see him doing things that make me warm. I immediately close the video and call him. It doesn't take long before he picks up.

"Hello?" He sounds exhausted and I can feel the adrenaline rushing through my body.

"Louis, I don't know if you know, but you forwarded me a rather spicy video..." I hear him swear and check something.

"Oh shit! I was sure I didn't hit send. Sorry, I didn't mean-"

"I haven't watched it," I tell him.

"W-What?"

"I didn't watch it. I had this feeling that something wasn't right, so I immediately clicked the video away."

"Really?" He sounds surprised. "Well... You can watch. If you want to..."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes. It was meant for you after all."

I open the video with a smile. Louis' moans echo in my ear and I feel my blood rush to one specific part of the body. "Harry-" It sounds so fucking good when he says it... The video ends after a few seconds. I bring my phone back to my ear.

"Fuck," I sigh as I briefly touch myself. "I wish you were here right now. Because the things I would do to you right now."

I hear him chuckle. "Harry."

"What? I'm serious." I lick my lips for a moment. "But why did you record that, if you don't mind me asking."

He sighs. "Well, remember when you showed me the bet footage?"

I nod, but don't answer. Anger races through my body when I think back to that crazy bet.

"I didn't dare tell you then, but to see you- us like that... I don't know, it did something to me. I thought it was exciting..." I frowned.

"Wait. Are you for real?"

"Yes. I talked to my psychologist about it a few days ago and she said it was normal for me to try to make something good out of my bad memories of cameras."

A small smile forms on my lips, glad he's trying to keep the bad feeling out of it. Something I really should be doing.

"Thank you for telling me this. I'm glad I know."

"Why?"

"Because now I know that I have to fuck you in front of the mirror one of the next times. Then you have all the time to look at us..."

"Harry!"

"What? Wouldn't you like that?" I tease him.

"Actually, I've already imagined it..."

I bite my lip. "I wish I lived in your mind, what a fantastic place it seems to be there."

"Yeah, it's pretty awesome." I laugh out loud with him.

"I hope your fantasies come true soon..."

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Ugh this is so cringe