All About Larry (Smut And Oneshots) [18+] (Reupload)

With My Love ✔️

Harry fell back on the mattress with a low thud and a delighted laugh leaved was pulled from him.

Louis didn't look that amused. He looked like a predator with his blown out pupils, with a circle of dark blue around them, matching the stone on Harry's engagement ring. It's not something not ordinary, Louis's has his with an emerald to match his fiancée's beautiful eyes as well.

The droopy smile on Harry's face, washed with the slight drunken stater lust and wine of their dinner date, and the deep flush made Louis wonder how Harry is so real and so existing. And he is so his.

"Are you gonna stare me all night?" Harry teased, now propped back against the pillows, hair fallen back like a fucking halo, and a dimple popping with bunny teeth biting the lower lip hard.

At this point Louis is frozen in awe.
So beautiful. Again so his. Unbelievable.

Louis is naked, Harry is not. Yet Louis feels like he just wrapped up many blankets on himself in scorching sun. Harry needs to be naked like him is the only thought that stays still in his mind.

Louis got onto the bed, straddling his fiancée's spread thighs. He fisted the shirt and tore it apart. Literally. Harry gasped and arched his back unconsciously. He did expect Louis to act crazy after all the teasing, but this was not expected.

Because the last thing Harry could think was Louis tearing apart a very expensive and a very fav shirt of them both.

"Louis! You animal! That cost me more than a mon-" the scolding was cut off by a very biting kiss. The teeth clashed and the tongue that opened its way in Harry's mouth forcefully definitely brought the fit of giggles out.

Louis's hand was holding Harry's back of the neck in a iron hold, pulling him closer second by second. His other hand busied itself to open the buttons and zipper of the jeans that Harry wore.

"So beautiful my love." He whispered after pulling away, both of his hands cupping his baby's jaw and now leaving sweet pecks on the lips and tip of his nose. Harry whined in the back of his throat and stared right back at Louis.

Louis smiled at the response, moving down to leave a trail of light kisses from the jaw to down the neck. "Such a beautiful boy." He praised, earning a soft moan, almost a sigh.

Louis went up the neck and grazed his teeth on the shell of Harry's ear. "How pretty you look like this, my good boy."

Harry bit his lip, digging his teeth hard in his lip, a few seconds away from bleeding. He trying his best to not to moan at the slightly deep and rasp voice that definitely was making his heart beat crazy.

Louis bit on the earlobe, letting his teeth graze back down on the neck again, digging them onto the junction between Harry's neck and shoulder.

Harry yelped a moan, and arched a little. Louis let his teeth explore and scratch more down, grazing the beautiful art work of the swallow tattoos and collarbones, scaterring bitemarks there.

Harry was breathing heavily, his hand finding silky hair to not lose his mind already.

Louis moved down, his hand now palming Harry through the boxers and why the unbuttoned jeans were still there?

Louis pulled the waistband, and Harry raised his hips to help. Louis pulled the jeans in swift to the ankles, thankful to Harry for not wearing his regular skinnies. Harry moaned softly when Louis sucked a huge purple bruise on his throat.

Louis let his hand also pull Harry's boxers down and let the poor cock breath. He stopped working on marking his lover, and let himself have a look finally, sitting back on his heels, no more in a touch with Harry, and surely it was a sight.