You Sunshine, You Temptress

12

Louis is restless, since he woke up he feels the transformation that is about to take place tonight. Even Harry's first kiss after getting up didn't calm him that much, despite being so tender and loving. Harry has been watching him confused all day since and has already expressed that he doesn't know how to help him. But Louis already knows this feeling of restlessness, he's been doing it with every full moon since he was 16 when he presented as an Omega and thus his first transformation was imminent. The other wolves are also tense, noisy and cannot rest for a moment. Louis knows it's stressing Harry out too, he can feel Harry wanting to protect him from anything bad or of his own mood today. He even can smell the protectiveness on him. His scent grows a little bit more almost every day and so Louis is drawn a little more to him every day.

Harry has just followed him back from the kitchen to his room and pulls him into his arms.

"Lou- I think I need some time to myself. Don't take it the wrong way, but you're all driving me crazy with your pacing," Harry says, looking at him pleadingly, begging in his eyes not to be angry.

"I understand. Just go. Besides, I already have a guilty conscience. I can see how you've been kneading your hands nervously all day, go and relax!" he replies but can't resist reaching up for a kiss.

Louis can't believe they've finally gotten to that stage of their relationship. And he has made it a point to discuss it with him tomorrow and ask Harry if they are a couple. Since last night Louis has been on cloud nine and if it weren't for a full moon, his thoughts would be only Harry, Harry, Harry.

Harry leans down and meets him halfway, their mouths crashing hungrily together. His face is in Harry's big hands and he feels safe, his Omega almost melting in the caress of his lips and the big hand on his lower back. The kisses have gotten bolder since this morning, more wilder. This time Louis is letting Harry take the lead, not wanting to overstep his boundaries again, but at that moment their tongues are playing wildly with each other and Harry's hips are pushing forward to rub against his groin, it doesn't seem like it's going too fast for him this time. Harry kisses him like there's no tomorrow, they panting in each other's mouths. Louis wants more and snuggles even closer to him, a soft whimper escapes him as Harry strokes his hand very lightly over his ass. But Harry breaks the kiss and looks at him with dark green heated eyes, "Let's put that off for another day when you're done with your transformation. You shouldn't be distracted when..." he hints and pulls Louis close to his cock with both hands on each ass cheek.

And oh god, he can feel Harry's erection, Louis can't help but moan. "That's so not fair, love!" he wails, standing on his tiptoes and pulling Harry's face back to him. He sees Harry blush and his features go from horny to soft. "What did you just call me?" he asks shyly and Louis' brain can hardly understand the change in mood between the two, his whole body and senses are screaming for more and are full of lust. But then Louis begins to realize what Harry means and his mouth forms into an O. "I guess I called you love," he whispers, sinking into Harry's eyes, which look at him like he's the best thing that has ever happened to him. He likes this new version of Harry so much, who has feelings for him, he's never felt so seen and understood. "I like it when you call me that...buttercup." he says shyly and Louis can't help but smile at him. "I like your name for me, too," he admits, slowly running his hand through Harry's thick curls.

But in Louis' body this unpleasant restlessness is getting ready again, he squirms in Harry's embrace and is internally annoyed by it. He would much rather do other things with Harry, but he grins at Louis and is just about to push him away to get away from the pack when Louis pounces on him again. "Kiss me one more time - so that I can bear it until tonight without you," and Harry didn't need to be told twice. His lips meet his quickly. Harry's smell of fir and some Alpha just oozes out of him and sends a shiver down his spine. Louis loves him completely and how soft his lips feel, he will never get enough of it, so it's no wonder he's disappointed when Harry finally pushes him away. He watches Harry pick up his pouch and tie it around his waist, always with him when he leaves the house. Harry comes to him one more time, rubs his thumb across his cheek, "See you tonight, I can't wait to see you as a wolf," and smiles lovingly at him. When he's at the door, he turns back to him and breathes a "Bye, buttercup" and Louis answers him with a soft "Take care, love". Then he listens to Harry's steps on the stairs and when the front door audibly slams, Louis' unrest begins to wash over him completely again.