Blind Love; Larry Stylinson

Chapter 13

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Harry's POV

Louis was asleep. He has drifted off about ten minutes ago while I was singing him to sleep. He looked do peiceful. I sighed in relief. 

Did he really just have a sex dream?... About me? I mean yeah I might have had one about him, but not while he was laying right next to me. Not that I minded... It was a nice change. If that isn't wierd.. But somehow I liked it.

When he was having it, he was lightly thrusting against me, I wanted to just go along with it because of my burning desire for him to be mine, but I knew that wouldn't be right. He was asleep. It would have been absolutely wierd.  

But when he had moaned my name quietly I almost gave in. Hearing that roll off his lips in that context was just so... Hot? Arousing? Amazing? A dream? There was no exact way to describe it. And I hope that someday I will hear it again... 

But somehow I feel insecure. Like I'm second guessing myself. Maybe he doesn't actually like me, and I'm just fooling myself for thinking he wants me the same way I want him. I'm in love with him. In. Love. With. Him. 

I have been, since the X factor. All I want is for him to feel the same. Someone that perfect. And that beautiful, and funny, and sweet... Just isn't gay... But he did confess his love for me. He did tell me he's gay. He did tell me wants me... Forever. The same way I want him. 

I have nothing to worry about. We have eachother. That's all that matters. I was twirling my fingers in Louis' hair and running my fingers over his perfect sleeping face, calming myself down. He always helps, wheather he's awake or asleep.

 I finally go into some sort of sleeping state after that long debate with myself. I haven't actually slept in days. I've had too much to think about. So this was nice. It was a rest in my busy brain that never seemed to shut up.

Zayn's POV

I was feverishly feeling up Liam's body with my wondering hands, as was he, to my body. I could feel his back muscles expanding and contracting as he moved one of his arms moved around to the bottom of my shirt. 

He slipped his hand up the back of it, ripping it in half violently in the process. It shocked me how strong he really was. Funny that the fandom says he's a puppy, more like an angry English bull dog...

I took the torn shirt off in haste as his long arm slid down to my firm back side, squeezing it gently. I smiled into another kiss, and pushed his strong body down on the uncomfortable hotel bed.

I moved one of my legs to the other side of his body so that I was straddling him. He went along with everything I did, making himself comfortable where ever I decided to put myself. We fit together quite well if you ask me, our mouths working as one.

We just layed there, kissing for i dont even know hiw long. But eventually I stopped our little tougue war, breaking the passionate kiss to look up into his big brown eyes that were staring down at me. In that moment I could see the soft brown darken with lust. A look I've never seen on Liam. It was such a... Turn on.

I looked down at the exposed skin that was his chest, and playfully dragged my nails down it. He groaned and pulled me down to his level, stealing another kiss from my lips that he claimed.

I decided to take dominance and began kissing down his lithe body, slowly and carefully. He was was lightly lifting his hips everytime I moved further down towards my goal.

Quiet moans escaped past his perfecty full, parted lips when I reached the deffinition on his lower torso. He reached his large hand down in attempt to try to readjust his pants.

When I followed his hand and took it's place, palming the prominent bulge in his jeans, he jumped at the contact and gasped loudly. But eventually relaxed and thrusted up into my hand, Wanting more contact. Asking silently for me to keep going.

Was I even ready for this? I mean of course I want this, but I'm partly not sure what I'm even doing because I'm more experienced with girls. But I am sure that this, Liam and I, is right. I can just tell.

I moved my hands to the button of his black jeans. I finally looked up to meet his eyes. He was curiously looking down at me. I silently asked him if I could undo the button that I was holding. When he shyly nodded, I undid the golden button quickly in hopes that the nervous pit in my stomach would dissapere.

His head fell back. His eyes were wide as he stared at the cieling. He looked just about as scared as I'm sure I did. But he didn't stop me. I looked back down at my hands to see myself pulling his zip down with care.

He lifted his bum off the bed, allowing me to pull the jeans down his long muscular legs. Goosebumps rose on his legs as I set the piece of clothing on the floor next to my torn shirt. He stayed staring at the cieling as I slid my hands up his thighs back to his boxer-briefs, returning to the straddling position.

My finger tips slid into the waistband. He closed his eyes. I took a deep breath, readying myself for what I was planning to do. Then I steadily wrenched down the black fabric...

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