Larry Stylinson | Fanfics

Harder

Written by: NeonLights

Summary:

So Harry always is gentle with Louis but Louis just wants it rough

Work Text:

„Oh Harry that's so good!" I moaned as Harry hits the bundle of nerves everytime he thrusts into me carefully. I caressed over Harry's biceps, which kind of turned me on. Harry is gentle during sex and I loved it, but I definitely wanted it harder. Even if it's just for once.

„Mmmh, Lou bear..", Harry moaned while kissing just below my ear. My weak spot. I bowed my head lightly, so Harry had better access. After a few more thrusts, we both came, Harry right inside me, which sent me over the edge aswell, and I came inbetweent our bodies, making them feel all sticky.

I caressed Harrys chest as we both lay down on our shared bed.

„I love you." Harry whispered into my ear.

„I love you too."

* * *

When we had lunch, I barely touched my food. I was a victim of my own mind again. I just had to think about my sex life with Harry. I really loved the sex we had. He was gentle and really soft and all cute. But I really would love to be fucked hard. And I mean really hard. Like not being able to walk properly the next day. Sigh, I just wanted it so bad. But every time I asked Harry to go a little deeper, harder, faster he just kissed my neck, increased his speed a bit but it's not really a big difference. I needed to have a plan. Like how could I make Harry angry and then seduce him and have sex then. Angry sex. Just the thought of it made me groan. The way he would look at me while fucking me hard and mercyless. The way he would dig his nails into my skin. The way he would tell me what a bad boy I was. Fuck. I'm aroused.

„Woah there Loueh, stop thinking 'bout Harreh. I heard you last night so I think you shouldn't be aroused again!" Zayn exclaimed.

„Sssh, shut up Idiot!" I looked around the dinning hall, but luckily there was no one looking into our direction so I guess nobody heard anything. Zayn just smirked cheekily and I glared at him.

When I looked up again I saw Harry's confused face. It seemed like he's confused about the fact how Zayn and I looked at each other. Like if he thought that there might be some secret between us...

Heeey... THAT'S IT!

I'm gonna make Harry jealous, angry.. or whatever. I'm gonna have angry sex. Yep, there's no way out. Tomorrow's our day off, so I would spend the rest of the day making him jealous.

As the day went by I had Harry annoyed and pissed. I smirked to myself as I dressed myself for the concert later that night. I planned to ignore Harry during the whole concert and gaying on Zayn instead. The rest of the night I went all pissy and bitchy at Harry. I knew he hated that so I used it for my own advantage.

As soon as we were in our hotel room he grabbed my wrist.

„What the fuck was that?" He asked, obviously pissed.

„What?" i asked innocently.

„Oh don't act like that. You know what I mean."

„Nope, sorry." I shrugged and he pushed me against the wall.

„You fucking are mine!" he almost yelled while ripping off my shirt.

I watched him innocently while he continued taking off my clothes violently.

He didn't stop murmuring about how much he hates Zayn now and how he's going to make me feel that I'm only his. I smiled on the inside but on the outside I just looked slightly confused and innocent.