Larry Stylinson - One Shots (boyxboy)

[23] What Do Bad Boys Get?

It's just smut, really. The title says it all and it's not an AU.

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"Oh, fuck! Louis!" Harry moaned loudly as his boyfriend moved his three fingers in him, touching his sweet spot. "Please, please fuck me! Lou! There, again!"

Louis just smirked as he pulled his fingers out, earning a whine from Harry, "You're giving me different signals, Harold. Want me to finger you until you come so hard and beg me to stop? Or do you want me to fuck deep into you? Moaning my name so loud that everyone else in the hotel can hear? Huh? Whatcha want?" Harry just whimpered, making Louis growl.

"Tell me, Harry. What do you want from me, baby?" He whispered in his ear, after flipping him over, that he was laying on his back now, his green eyes glossy and the pink and swollen lips parted.

"Fuck me. Please, please, fuck me... Daddy."

Louis gasped and he leaned closer, hovering over Harry as he puts his weight on his forearms. The blue eyed boy pressed his lips fully to Harry's, moving them slowly, but hotly as he rubbed his jeans covered length against Harry's bare one. Harry hissed at the rough fabric rubbing against his dick, but he didn't say anything, didn't want to upset Louis.

"Okay. Okay, baby," Louis whispered into Harry's mouth, before he pulled away and stripped out of his jeans and boxers.

Louis coated himself in lube and had to stop himself from just gwtting himself off, while looking at the always so strong, but now so small seeming and destroyed Harry.

"Lou- Da-Daddy! Hurry up, please!" Harry looked at Louis with his wide green eyes and Louis moaned.

"Yeah, yeah, 'M ready."

Louis moved back between Harry's legs as he pushed in the head of his cock, making the younger boy gripping the sheets tight and his knuckles turning white. Harry shut his eyes tightly and small pants came out of his parted, wet lips, as Louis bottomed out.

"Feel so good, baby. So tight and hot. Love you, very much. Y'look so beautiful." Louis soothed Harry as he left small kisses all over his shoulders and chest and biceps. Louis sucked lightly love bites onto Harry's soft and toned skin, as he heard Harry whimper.

"Do-don't leave marks, got interview tomorrow."

Louis growled and shook his head, "Fuck, don't care." He hissed as he bit down harshly on Harry's shoulder, making Harry ache his back off of the mattress.

Then someone sees the mark, who cares? Harry's 21 he can sleep with someone if he wants and they can leave as many marks as they fucking want.

"M-move, daddy, please," Harry croaked out and Louis, finally, pulled out a bit, to thrust into his boyfriend again. They both moaned loudly at the friction, but Louis wanted Harry to feel more. He had to find his prostate.

"Ngh! Louis, harder, Jesus! Please!" Harry groaned, as he wrapped his arms around Louis to pull him down, into a hot kiss. The kiss was more a mess of tongue and teeth, but they couldn't care less.

The new angle changed something and as Louis thrusted into Harry again, he cried out a 'daddy!' into Louis' parted mouth. Louis pulled out nearly completely and drove into Harry in a faster and harder pace, making both boys scream in pleasure.

Louis hit Harry's prostate dead on and Harry didn't have any strength to hold himself up anymore, so he let himself fall back on the bed again. The man took Harry's legs and put them over his shoulder and, oh, this was even better. He could pound into Harry even deeper and Harry let out a long and raspy moan, making Louis shudder.