Sparks || l.s mpreg

Chapter five

Isla was growing. She was smiling and reacting to things. And Harry wasn't ready for any of it, even if Isla's only two months old now, it felt like she was turning at least a year old now. Today was his birthday, and he currently lay on his side in the bed, feeling comforted in Louis' arms that were wrapped around his waist and back snug against his warm chest. He didn't want to get out of bed yet. It would be impossible to leave his arms -- and surely he wouldn't do it willingly. Louis breathed softly against his neck, his snores sounding through the room. He felt something hard start to press against his bum, and he furrowed his eyebrows because he surely didn't feel that before. He experimentally wiggled his bum against the bulge and surely enough -- it was exactly what he thought it was. Louis grunted, tightening his hold on Harry and the younger boy bit his lip. They couldn't do anything, especially because Isla was in the room with him right now. "Isn't this a great way to wake up." Louis groggily said, despite just waking up. Harry giggled, feeling Louis start to kiss at his neck. He moaned softly as Louis began to grind against him, his cock right against the crevice of his arse. "Lou, we can't." Harry whispered quietly. 

Louis groaned, nibbling on the hickey he'd just formed "Why not?"

"I-Isla." Is all he could manage out. Louis smirked and slipped his hands down Harry's shorts. "Then let's take it to the bathroom." He mumbled. Harry bit back a moan when Louis went to put two fingers in front of his mouth, urging him to suck on them, and that's all it took for Harry to usher them to the bathroom. Their tongues tangle together as Louis shuts the door behind him, pushing Harry up against the counter. The younger boy moans, Louis' hand snaking under his thighs to lift him up onto the bathroom counter. He easily pulls his pajama shorts off the undergarment falling down his long leg, and Louis feels himself grow even tighter in his boxers. "You're so pretty." Louis whispered, his lips hovering over Harry's. Harry hummed, grabbing Louis again and smashing their lips together. Their lips move against one another frantically, Louis trailed his fingers over every inch of Harry's body until he settles back on the boy's thighs. "You think you'll be up for it?" Louis asked. They hadn't fucked in a long time, mostly quick handjob's or blowies in the shower, and if they were lucky enough, a rimming. But it was Harry's birthday and Louis figured, why not gift him with the package deal, right? 

Harry only nodded, letting his hands rest on Louis' chest. Louis had a little bit of hair there, and Harry absolutely loved of Louis' body hair. Especially his stubble. He dropped down to his knees and spread Harry's thigh's further apart, meeting eye to eye with his puckered hole. His mouth ghosted over the entrance and Harry whined desperately, just wanting Louis to get on with it already. "Please." Louis smirked and pressed his thumb against the pink hole before spreading it and diving immediately in. Harry moaned, throwing his head back against the wall as Louis licked him out quickly, not even wasting a second. Spit ran down his chin while he ate Harry out, but he knew Harry liked it messy, so it didn't really bother him. Harry's thighs clenched tightly against his head, and he could barely breath between the boy's legs, but honestly, that's what just made it even better. Harry continued to moan, going as far as moving his hips up to try and get Louis' tongue to dive even further. And Louis didn't really have that much time on his hands to be slow, but he enjoyed teasing Harry, and the way he'd get all worked up. 

With one last lick, he spat over his hole and stuck a finger inside, causing Harry's breath to hitch. "Shit." Louis curled his finger's deep and that's all it took for Harry's back to arch and come to spill over his chest. Once he calmed down a little, Louis went in for another kiss, licking into his mouth. Harry moaned softly, wrapping his arms around Louis' neck and feeling his stubble that was a little slick with spit. They snogged for a moment on before Louis bent the younger boy over the counter and fucked him thoroughly. Harry made a mental note for later to buy some more condoms from the drug store, but for now the birth control pills would have to do. After taking a shower, they changed into their clothes and Harry went to check Isla's diaper and prepare a bottle. He had started school about a month ago, and Clarise and Anne were altering between babysitting her, and since Harry wouldn't be there to nurse her, he had to make bottles for her. But he refused to use baby formula -- Louis didn't know why, but he didn't question it. He guessed it might be because Harry felt disconnected using it, but who knows.