Louis's POV:
August 19th.
Aka official finger day: Get fingered or finger someone else—Well according to google it is at least. But either way, I was totally going to participate in it, one way or another.
Today the lads and I have to attend the Nokia Launch in London and I just hoped it wasn't boring like some of the other things Simon had made us go to.
"Lou, hurry up, the car will be here in 10 minutes" I hear Harry call out from behind the door.
"I'll be out in a second, babe" I call back.
Harry and I have officially been dating for around 6 months now and although we have to hide our relationship from the public, I couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend than him.
I throw on a pair of tan jeans and a white shirt that has 2 buttons on the top. I look in the mirror and fix my hair, but as I'm doing so I notice something is missing from the fit.
I walk over to my closet and look around. Finding what I'm looking for I go back in front of the mirror and put on the brown expanders, "Perfect!"
I meet Harry downstairs and see him dressed in dark blue jeans, a polka-doted shirt, and a light brown sweater, "Finally, you take forever to get ready. The car is already here" Harry rushes out.
I quickly get on my shoes and follow Harry out the door to the car.
The other lads are already waiting inside the car for us and they all have to move over a seat when we get in.
"Okay, now that everyone is here I'll read the schedule management gave me," Liam informs us, "when we get there we have to take photographs in front of the Nokia sign, after that we have an interview, then we end the day with a meet and greet with fans"
"Sounds good, can we get food after" Niall asks, making us all give him a look, "Hey! Don't judge me. Food is life"
We laugh as Niall glares at us, just as the car pulls up to the Nokia place.
The photographs take around 30 minutes before we are being called into the interview room.
"Hello, boys, it's a pleasure to meet you guys" the interviewer greets us.
He looks to be around 37 years old and has dark hair and nicely trimmed facial hair.
I sit down beside Zayn on the bench-like area and Harry sits down beside me. I smile to myself at this, loving when he can be next to me in an interview.
"Okay, why don't you tell me about how you first learned about Nokia?" The man asks.
Questions like these are asked for the next 10 minutes and the lads and I have no problems answering any of them.
Though I can say it is starting to get a bit boring and I would rather be home fulfilling the August 19th finger thing.
Mmh, maybe I don't have to be home to do it. I think as Zayn begins to answer another question.
Everyone is either looking at Zayn or at the interviewer so I smirk to myself before slowly putting my hand behind Harry's back.
My hands trail down the back of Harry's pants, and I can see his eyes widen and his mouth makes an O-like shape.
I stop and wait for his face to go back to a neutral expression before continuing.
"I just want to see the house" Harry answers whatever the question was.
I smile gleefully before reaching farther down until I reach his perky little hole. I know he's probably still loose from last night so I carefully stick my middle finger in and begin to finger him.
I can feel Harry tighten around me as he tries not to make it obvious on what is happening.
Just as I'm about to add a second finger, Zayn elbows me and whispers for me to knock it off.
"Cock-block" I whisper back.
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The rest of the day I can feel Harry's eyes on me and I smirk at him every chance I got.
I know he's wondering what the whole interview finger thing was and trust me I was definitely going to tell him, or I guess in other words show him.
As soon as we got home I walked up to my bedroom, not saying a word the Harry. I hear him following me and as soon as we are both inside my bedroom and close the door and pull him into a fierce kiss.
He pulls back from the kiss a few seconds later and looks at me panting, "Shit, Louis, what has gotten into you today? I mean not that I mind, but I want to know"
I smirk and run my hands through his hair, "Well... I found out today was official finger day, which means either I need to get fingered or I need to finger someone, and well you know I can't get enough of your sweet tight hole" I whisper into his ear.
I feel him shiver slightly at my words and before he can say anything I push him down on the bed.
Harry fumbles with his pants buckle trying to get them undone as fast as he can, I don't move at all as I watch him get the off.
"Aren't you going to get undressed too?" He asks as he throws his jeans on the floor.
I climb up on the bed and hover over him, "Not this time, this time is all about you, Love. Now, I'm going to finger you, but only finger you" Harry whines at this, wanting more than that, "Shhh, don't be so needy, baby. As I was saying I'm only going to finger you, and I want you to come on just them, okay?"
He nods before answering verbally, "Okay"
I reach over and grab the lube off of the bedside table and pore some on three of my fingers.
I circle one of them around his hole, teasing him, "Louis, please" he whines.
I finally push it in and start to move it around, watching as he squirms in pleasure, "Good boy, look at you already hard and wanting more for me"
"Fuck" he whispers, closing his eyes as I hit his prostate.
I add another finger and shortly after that I add the third one.
I move my fingers in and out fast and hard, knowing he loves it when I don't go easy on his hole.
"Oh, god, please" he moans.
I can tell he's getting close so I stop thrusting my fingers inside of him and begin to rub his prostate dead on.
He throws his head back and moans loudly, clenching around my fingers, "Louis, please, please, please"
"What do you want, Love?" I ask.
"Please, make me cum"
I smirk before thrusting my fingers again, hitting his sweet spot each time. His legs are shaking and his eyes are scrunched up in pleasure.
"Cum, Harry, cum for me" I whisper.
This seems to do it for him and he reaches his high, shooting white all over his chest.
"Holy shit," he huffs out as he catches his breath.
"You okay?" I ask him.
"Mmh, more than okay," he says, giving me a smile, "Hey, Lou?"
"Yeah?"
"I think you should participate in finger day every year," he says giving me a lop-sided grin.
