My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

New experiences

HARRY'S P.O.V.

"Are you okay?" I asked Louis as I approached him on the bed.

It was nine in the evening and after Niall went home and Zayn and Liam went out on a date night to forget about the mess here for a while, I went to take a shower and Louis was waiting for me in his room. He was now staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head without even acknowledging me. I sighed and climbed onto the bed straddling him after positioning myself on his lap. His eyes slowly wandered towards me, but he continued to say nothing.

"Talk to me." I asked. I saw his chest rising as he inhaled deeply and exhaled.

"I'm so fucking scared that anything happens to you, you have no idea how much actually." Louis said staring at me intensely. My gaze softened and I leaned over and placed my lips on his.

"You don't have to. As long as you're with me I'm safe." I murmured against his lips.

He raised his head so he was kissing me properly now. My lips moved automatically with his, I didn't know how he did it but every time he touched me or his soft lips touched my skin I was like I was dreaming and each time I got butterflies in my stomach just like the first time. I couldn't even express my love for the man beneath me even if I tried. I opened my mouth slightly and Louis took that as his cue to slide his tongue past my lips exploring my mouth, his hands roaming from the nape of my neck down to my waist. I completely focused on his tongue in my mouth and a moan in the back of my throat erupted when his tongue touched mine. I leaned back slightly so our noses touched, my body almost exploding with fireworks.

"Didn't you want to come back at me with something?" I whispered seductively and I could literally see Louis' eyes darken just at that simple sentence. I could feel his breathing increasing on my face and his dick growing beneath me, his hands on my waist tightened.

"Fuck. Do you really want to do this?" He gasped and instead of answering him verbally I grinded against him so he could feel my hard dick.

"Does this answer your question?" Louis groaned at this and bucked up his hips hard what made me moan deeply.

He got up abruptly from his lying position with me in his lap and scooted over to the edge of the bed. He pulled my hair back so my head tilted to the side exposing my neck and I hissed at the sting on my scalp. He nibbled on the skin of my neck sucking a love bite on my sweet spot. I closed my eyes only feeling his touch as he traced his tongue over the sensitive skin leaving a wet trail. I searched blindly for his hair and tangled my fingers in it. His tongue came close to my ear and I felt his breath tickling my earlobe and he bit down on it gently.

"Do you want to be punished so badly?" He whispered hotly and I bit my cheek to keep from moaning just at his words. My dick grew incredibly harder and I wasn't sure how much longer I could last when he continued like that and he knew exactly what he was doing to me right now. "Do you want me to spank that pretty ass of yours? You want me to mark you with my handprints?" He gave me no chance to reply as he grabbed my ass and I whimpered, dropping my head on his shoulder as I pressed my hips against him trying to get some sort of contact, but he simply grabbed my ass even harder, his short nails digging into my skin that was covered only by my boxers.

What I didn't expect was that his hands came up to my crack and he grabbed the fabric under his fingers and tore it apart with one movement. Cold air hit my hole and I clenched around nothing. His finger found my hole and he pushed it inside of me dryly. I cried out biting his shoulder hard as he pushed his finger further until he couldn't anymore. As soon as he had entered me, his finger disappeared again.

"Stand up." He demanded and with trembling legs I stood in front of him.

He pulled my boxers down to my ankles- my dick was slapping against my stomach- before grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him. I bit my lower lip as I watched his face that screamed dominance and desire before he bent me over his lap. I could feel his hard on pressing against my lower abdomen inside his boxers, but I couldn't think any longer about it when I received the first slap on my right cheek and a stinging pain shot through my body. I arched my back and just like last time I moaned at the tingling sensation lingering on my skin.