BLUSHING//L.S.

Chapter XVII

They didn't talk while going back to the dorm, the only audible sound being their own breaths and feet treading the road. Harry was sending quick stares at the older boy, wondering what was going on in his mind. Louis looked overly concentrated on his cigarette, eyes sparkly but tired. Finally, Harry found the courage to say something.

-Your brother seems nice...- he asserted, hoping that from there he could drift the conversation into something deeper. He still had a lot of questions.

-He is- Louis muttered, clearly not in the mood to talk. Especially not about his family. But as he looked over at the little boy, he felt sick with guilt for being once again rude to him. He hated the fact that Harry was able to make him feel like that. He spent a lot of time building walls around him that could protect the most tender parts of his heart and he had no energy or will to let Harry climb them. But he was doing it anyway and that made Louis feel stupid and out of control, something that he absolutely despised.

When they got to the room, Harry let Louis in automatically, even if the plan was for him to just walk him there. He closed the door behind him and soon the room looked and felt different: now it was safe, and Louis felt his muscles relax, knowing that nothing there could hurt him.

-Do you..uhm.. Do you want to sleep here? - Harry whispered, eyes filled with hope.

-To be fair I came here for my pants- Louis replied, pointing at them. He didn't want to give in immediately: he needed to have some fun first.

-Oh yeah 'm sorry...- Harry said, blushing and taking them off in a fast motion, almost falling while doing it.

-God princess, you are so ready to undress for me- Louis said in a laugh, impressed by the little boy that now just stood there embarrassed, pants in his hands.

-No, I ju...- Harry tried to say.

-Oh, shut up, as if you weren't ready to cum in them at the pub- Louis interrupted him abruptly, getting closer and taking the pants from the little boy. Harry tried to avoid his stare, face flaming hot and washed in shame at what Louis had just said. But the older boy wasn't done yet.

-I still have to wash the ones you stained this morning...- he added, a malicious smirk forming on his lips as soon as the words left his mouth.

Harry lowered his stare, slightly bowing his head. He didn't know what to reply, so he just turned and went to his closet to take something he could put on, now feeling very exposed. But as he got his hand on the closet's handle, Louis reached for him, firmly grabbing him from his waist and turning him again so he would face him.

Harry had now his back pressed on the cold closet, chills going down his spine.

-Don't be embarrassed Harry, you looked lovely while trying to not moan- Louis teased him, looking deeply into his eyes, hands still on Harry's waist to keep him from squirming.

-Thank you...- was all the little boy could manage to get out of his mouth. He felt trapped and he was loving it.

For a few seconds they just stood there, intensely staring at each other, but as soon as Harry's eyes fell on Louis' lips, the older boy just went in for the kiss.

And he went deep for the kiss, because he would never admit it, but he had been thinking about Harry's lips for the whole day. He felt a hunger for that little boy that couldn't be explained.

The curly boy followed him, allowing his tongue in and slightly moaning, his hands now behind Louis' neck, pushing him closer and closer, because he needed to feel him.

Still not breaking the kiss, they moved toward Harry's bed and then Louis pushed him down, soon positioning himself on him. Their breaths were heavy, and they both had puffy lips and ruffled hair. The older boy took a moment to stare at Harry, admiring his soft features and curls adorning his sweet face.

-Lou...- Harry whined, his voice shaking with desire.

-What baby? - Louis asked, faking innocence. He could feel him grow hard under him.

-Need you...-

-Oh, but I'm right here- Louis kept teasing, now slowly moving his hips. Harry just whined louder, not knowing exactly what to ask for, wishing for Louis to just take control over him.

-You know what I mean..- Harry said in a cry, eyes barely open and lips parted.

-Actually no, I don't know what you mean, do you care to explain? - Louis asked him, while he took his time to tease Harry even more, hands moving up and down his torso and slightly touching his nipples. The little boy was now desperate for more, so he gently grabbed Louis t-shirt and pulled him down.

-I want you to make me scream...- Harry whispered into Louis' ear with the sweetest and most innocent voice possible. He kept Louis there, putting one hand in his hair. -I want you to fuck me...- he kept going, wondering where he found the confidence to say those things. Louis made him feel brave.

The older boy lost it at those words. He went back to the kiss after taking his shirt off and throwing it on the ground. He was painfully hard in his trousers, but he knew that he needed to take his time with Harry, even though all he wanted to do in that moment was to slam his dick in him.

Slowly, he started to take off Harry's shirt as well, so he could play with the little boy's sensitive nipples.

-You sound so needy princess- he said, slightly biting one of the nipples and making a small wail escape Harry's swollen lips. -Already panting and moaning for me, such a good boy you are...- Louis praised him, noticing his cheeks redden even more.

Harry opened his mouth to say something, when all of sudden the door opened.

-What the hell...- Zayn said, eyes wide and surprise clear in his voice.