A Handcuffed Christmas

21

Louis had gone back to his old ways. He was cranky and sassy but only when he talked to Harry. If he talked to him that was. Harry had spent two days being mostly ignored by the person stuck to him by a fluffy pink handcuff. It infuriated him. He had no idea why Louis was acting like he did because of one stupid kiss but he was about to find out.

They got up and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. So far Louis hadn't even said good morning. He was in a mood, he could tell. They stepped out of their boxers and Louis turned his back to him and put the water on.
"Louis? Why are you acting like a child? Talk to me." Harry said to Louis' back.

Louis just snorted. He didn't answer him. That made Harry really fucking angry. He spun him around and pressed him against the wall holding his cuffed hand over his head in a firm grip.
"What the fuck, Harry! Let go of me."

"Not until you tell me why you're being so fucking rude!" Harry replied angrily and glared at him.

Louis drew in a sharp breath and stared back. Harry expected to see anger displayed on his face but he saw something totally different. Lust?

He couldn't move. He hadn't realized how intimate this position would be. He had just acted out of anger. They were naked and wet and their bodies were pressed against each other. He could feel himself grow and let out a gasp. Louis' eyes turned dark and suddenly their lips crashed.

He had no idea who initiated it but he couldn't care less at the moment. Louis was kissing him eagerly. He gasped again and Louis slipped his tongue inside his mouth and grabbed his ass with his free hand. Harry moaned which made Louis moan as well.

His head was spinning and he was painfully hard. Suddenly Louis spun them around and pressed him against the cold tiles. They broke free from the kiss and Harry stared into Louis' eyes for a moment. He stopped breathing when Louis got down on his knees.

Louis looked up at him and he nodded his head and that was all Louis needed before he started to blow him. Harry moaned out loud and stared at Louis in awe. His head and stomach were in a turmoil. He couldn't grasp this. Louis Tomlinson was on his knees giving him a blowjob and he was doing a fantastic job at it.

It didn't take long before he had that old familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach and he moaned out a warning. Louis just took him deeper and he shot his load into his mouth. He watched as Louis swallowed with his eyes closed.

His knees were weak. When he saw that Louis was still hard he gestured for him to get up and got down on his knees for him instead. He didn't have to do much work before Louis came with his head thrown back. Harry swallowed and got up. Louis opened his eyes and they stared at each other in silence. Then Louis started to laugh and Harry followed.
"That was unexpected but fucking nice." Louis finally said.

"Yeah." Harry agreed.