Muse

I'm sorry if I say I need ya

"Shit, Harreh," Zayn huffed, flipping them over so he had Harry from behind, pounding into him while he groaned, "fuck you feel good." He pulled out, forcing a whine out of the younger lad, forcing his legs further apart with his knee and slapping his arse sharply, "slut," he mocked, spitting on Harry's hole, causing the younger lad to groan as he rubbed to fingers over his now wet opening, clenching around air as Harry whimpered, "need more?" He teased, as Harry's legs began to shake and he cried out, nodding quickly, "ask for it then, go on." He laughed mockingly as Harry immediately began to beg, "Zayn please, please, give me something-need to come..." He slurred, trying to rut back on Zayns fingers still circling his hole
Zayn brought one strong Hand under his stomach and turned him back over swiftly, "come sit on my face then," he smirked in his heavy accent, and Harry scrambled to do what he said, only to be met by a slap on his arse again, causing him to yelp, "other way behbs," Zayn instructed, "suck me while I eat you out." Harry moaned at his dirty mouth quickly adjusting himself and leaning down, taking Zayn immediately and sending vibrations through him as Zayn's tongue entered him, thrusting at an unrelenting pace. Harry lost it when he added a finger, spilling and Zayn gave a relieved grunt, coming into his mouth, Harry popping off just as the door burst open and Louis walked in on his phone, texting, jumping when he looked up. He met Harry's eyes, the younger boy knew he must looked wrecked, his lips puffy, wild hair disheveled and green eyes slightly glazed over. He drank Louis in, looking deliciously scruffy, his eyes beautiful and also completely pissed off, looking so hot in his anger, Harry's cock gave a feeble twitch as he turned on his heel and left the room as quickly as he came in, Harry sighing and leaning back into Zayn's ready arms, feeling them wrap around him.
"Zaynie?" He said gently, waiting for the dark haired boy's grunt of response, "I needed that." He whispered against his bare chest, knowing he would understand the unspoken thank you.
Zayn tightened his arms around him in response, "me too," he admitted, but didn't elaborate and the two lay beside each other in silence for a while until Zayn's phone buzzed with an incoming call from his mum and he left with a kiss to Harry's forehead.
Harry rolled over and got up with some difficulty, Zayn was never gentle, to say the least, but he was easy, uncomlicated sex and he was used to it so the burn afterwards didn't bother him the way it used to. He pulled on a t shirt and slipped on clean briefs and a pair of tight black jeans, feeling mildly confused. Louis had looked so upset to see them together. He and Louis had always been close, but they had only recently started fucking after a late night truth or dare session had them admit to their sexual tendencies. Harry had been surprised that Louis admitted to being fully gay, he knew Liam and Zayn were both bi, Niall was fully straight and he himself was unlabeled, but he had never realized Louis was into guys. It made sense, in hindsight, seeing as Louis kept his sex life much more private than the others, never showing off the girls he came home with, often going to other places to get what he needed. The two had lived together a while and much as he hated to admit it, he had harbored feelings for the sassy, outspoken lad since the band had gotten together, always assuming he was straight.

Flashback
"C'mon Hazza, let it go." Louis groaned as he swiped a chip from Harry's takeout box. The two were sitting on opposite ends of the couch holding their controllers in front of the TV, legs intertwined. The boys had left twenty minutes ago, only Niall was still there, passed out after one too many beers in their guest room.
"No," the green eyes boy said, hurt, leaning forward to pull his controller out of his hand, tossing them both to the floor, "you knew I was queer, why didn't you tell me about you?" He demanded, slightly less inhibited than usual, the buzz of alcohol, throbbing gently in his ears, "don't you trust me?" he pouted, shooting Louis his best puppy look knowing he would cave.
Sure enough, the older boy looked away momentarily and swallowed before turning back and opening his hands to Harry, who immediately cuddled into him, the position comfortable and familiar. "Course I trust you Haz," he whispered beginning to play with his hair, "I just didn't think it mattered all that much to be fair." He shrugged, and Harry could detect the note in his voice, the way it caught ever so slightly indicating that he was still hiding something. He let it go for the minute, closing his eyes and cuddling as close as he could to Louis, feeling his arms holding him close and sighing contently, the butterflies in his stomache starting up as they always did when they cuddled, but this time, he didn't try to shut them down. As he felt Louis relax he turned his head up, looking up at Louis with innocent green eyes, "so what are you hiding Lou?" He asked softly, smirking when Louis flinched. The two fell quiet, Louis slipping away and returning with two beers, handing one silently over to him, both taking a long swig.
"So when was the last time you pulled?" Harry asked, grinning and Louis cocked a brow at him. "Wouldn't you like to know," he sassed, voice slightly raspy as he winked suggestively at Harry. It wasn't the first time he had flirted with him, and Harry suddenly wondered if all the other times werent a joke.
"What I'd like to know," he said slowly, putting his beer down, "is why you don't think I'm good enough for you to fuck." He looked Louis straight in the eye, waiting for a reaction
"Who said you're not good enough H?" Louis asked, confused, "you're my best mate, I've made it more than clear you're good enough for me, hell, you're too good for me." He leaned back in his spot, beckoning Harry closer to sit on his lap
"Then why did you never tell me you were into guys?" Harry whispered, "you've seen me bring home guys, you've seen me fuck bandmates for god's sake, why didn't you tell me?"
"Do you want it now?" Louis asked, caressing his face lightly before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, pulling his lower lip between his teeth as he backed away to see his reaction. Harry inhaled deeply, no one he fucked kissed him. No one. But he didn't mind it
"Fuck yes," He whimpered, getting up and leading him to the bedroom