Larry Smut [One Shots]

T H R E E

Louis and Harry had been visiting Anne and Gemma today. They had left for Holmes Chapel around nine am and Louis had slept all the way there as Harry had driven.

The visit had been lovely, the lunch Anne cooked was always amazing. They had gone shopping with Gemma and bought some new bed sheets and pillows for the new flat Louis and Harry shared. It wasn't a big one, but just enough for the two of them to live in.

"When are we home?" Louis groaned, his eyes closed lightly as he was leaning back to his seat. He had been tired all day and no matter how much he slept, he remained tired.

"Soon, babe. Want to get some food on the way? It's already-" Harry glanced over his watch, "Seven pm."

"Why not." Louis shrugged.

. . .

"Fuck that fucking McDonald's." Louis moaned into Harry's ear.

There had been an incident at the local McDonald's, some guy stabbing another, and oddly, that had turned Louis on.

It had been a while since they had sex anyway.

"Yeah." Harry breathed, being pushed against their bedroom door frame.

Louis usually never was this aggressive- not that Harry didn't like it. It was just a little strange innit.

"Where are the bloody handcuffs?"

Handcuffs..? Louis got those as a birthday gift from Niall, as a joke of course. Harry just never thought they would actually use them...

"You want to... use them?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Don't you? I mean- we don't have to. Not if you don't want to." Louis assured. He didn't want to force Harry into anything or do something he didn't feel comfortable doing.

"Guess we could... They're in the back of that drawer." Harry said, nodding over the dark brown drawer under the wide window.

"Harry." Louis cupped the younger boy's face in his hands. "Only if you want to. Are you sure it's okay?"

Harry nodded, "Lets do it."

"Alright then." Louis hummed with a smug smile.

He walked over to the drawer and digged out the pink, fluffy handcuffs. He closed the drawer and turned to Harry.

"You're wearing these, okay?"

"Okay." Harry smiled and came to Louis, kissing his lips softly and sliding his hand under the back of Louis' white t-shirt.

Louis kissed him back, loosely biting his bottom lip and pushing the boy backwards onto the big bed. Harry laid down and Louis climbed over him, his lips ain't leaving the other's.

After a while of passionate and well- wet kissing Louis pulled Harry's shirt over the curly head and tossed it onto the floor.

"Sure you're okay with this?" Louis reassured one more time.

"Just do it already." Harry groaned, looking his shiny eyes with Louis to let him know he meant it.

So, Louis grabbed Harry's wrists and locked them onto the headboard with the pink handcuffs. Harry smirked at Louis as he watched the blue-eyed boy slowly pull his shirt over his head and grind on his hips, making Harry moan quietly.

Louis bent over on Harry's neck to leave sloppy kisses on his skin, tracing down his chest- stopping by the butterfly tattoo, licking his abs and slowly pulling down those always tight jeans. Louis left the jeans at his ankles just to tease, and slid down the black boxers too.

Exposing the hardening, long cock of Harry's he felt his own throb in his pants. So Louis rapidly jumped down the bed and got rid of that useless piece of clothing, climbing back on Harry, beginning to lick his cock and listening Harry's sharp inhales and slow exhales.

"O-oh Louis.." Harry moaned as Louis slid his lips on the pink tip, going down and up Harry's length. He helped the rest of it with his hand, he didn't want to choke himself tonight.

"Faster, please." Harry groaned and after a little more of teasing, Louis did. "Oh my-"

"We need lube." Harry whispered between the moans and Louis got up.

"Which one?"

They had bought a few bottles from all the states they had been to on their trip in the US, a couple of months ago. It was always a struggle to choose one.

"Ugh, take the one that was from Illinois, I don't care. C'mon." Harry just couldn't stand waiting anymore. He couldn't even move anywhere from the bed.

Louis grabbed the yellow lubricant bottle and a condom and returned to his boyfriend. Harry interrupted him as he was about to put the condom on Harry.

"Sit on my face." He said.

Louis rose his brows, "I don't have to be asked twice, you dirty curly boy." He smirked and climbed up above Harry's face, immediately feeling a tongue licking his hole.

"Yeah.." Louis grabbed hold of the headboard.

Harry pushed his tongue inside Louis, pulling it in and pushing in again to make Louis less tight. If he only could, he would've grabbed Louis perfect, smooth ass but his hands were cuffed.

Louis started grinding on Harry gently, slowly bumping his hand up and down his own cock.

As Harry managed to push his tongue even further inside Louis ass, Louis got up and went down Harry's body. He licked Harry's dick a few times and rolled the condom on, massaging some lube from the bottle on it.

"Just-" Harry moaned impatiently.

"Alright. Alright." Louis whispered and squated over Harry's crotch, guiding Harry's tip against his hole. He gently sat down on it, a whine leaving his lips. It hurt a little but Louis didn't care.

Louis waited a while to get used to the cock inside of him, and then patiently got up a bit, then down. As it didn't hurt as much anymore, he dared to go a little deeper.

"My God, oh..." Harry's eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body twisted.

"Don't- oh- move.." Louis groaned and put his hands on Harry's chest, rocking his hips slightly faster and harder.

"Oh, oh, uh, Louis, Louis!" Harry was now screaming and squeezing his eyes closed.

"Harold your bloody dick is- oh my, so good." Louis breathed, bouncing up and down and up again, throwing his head back.

"Ooh!" Harry screamed as Louis hit his prostate. His toes were curled and he was moaning so loud that the neighbours could most likely hear them.

"You- are so-oh so hot, Harold, damn oohh!"

Even the quite new bed was now squeaking out of the movement, it was hitting the wall behind it. Poor neighbours.

"I'm clo-oh!" Harry moaned.

Louis rocked his hips forward a few more times and let Harry into his heaven with the loudest moan, as he came inside the condom. Only the expression on Harry's coming-face was enough for Louis to come all over Harry's upper chest and face.

"Jesus. That was something worth of that stabbing incident." Louis sighed, collapsing down on the bed next to his sweaty partner.

"Don't say that!" Harry panted. "But you're right. You were amazing."

"I know I was." Louis said sassily, kissing Harry's cheek and tasting his own cum. "You get to lick that out of my fingers." He stated.

"My pleasure." Harry closed his eyes and licked those dirty, sour tasting fingers clean.

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