For You I Will.
Harry stretched in his bed, his toes peeking out from under the warm comforter. He quickly tucked them back in as soon as the cold air touched them and he snuggled deeper in the warmth of his bed. He wrapped the comforter tighter around him as he slowly transitioned from his sleepy state into wakefulness. He opened his eyes slowly to weak gray light filtering into his small room and without even knowing why, a smile crept across his sleepy face...because his soul knew he was happy even before his mind registered it.
Then it all slowly came back to him, each memory of all that had happened between him and Louis the night before at Louis' office. Louis liked him. And Louis had told him that he wanted some kind of relationship with him that was not on a boyfriend/dating kind of level. Harry didn't know what that was exactly and frankly he didn't care. All that mattered was that Louis wanted to be with him and Harry had accepted Louis' terms because he wanted to be with him too under any condition. Harry was also feeling blissfully happy that Louis wanted him sexually. Louis wanted him. Craved him. He was only worried about his virginity which frankly Harry didn't understand why because he really wanted Louis to take it.
Harry's mind went back to the night before when they were on Louis' couch in his office, how Louis had palmed him and touched him and spoke dirty to him. How his warm breath had fanned over his ear and neck as he whispered to him what he wanted to do to him. Harry's body suddenly felt too warm and he felt his cock twitch. The more he thought about Louis and the night before, the more his body reacted and soon he found his hand making its way down into his boxers to his semi hard dick and he found himself wishing that Louis was beside him, touching him, naked, their skins flush together.
Harry began to pump himself slowly, his eyes closed as he thought back to the times Louis had touched him, reminiscing the feel of Louis' hand on him. He groaned at the thought. Harry remembered the feel of his lips wrapped around Louis' dick as he sucked him off. Harry moaned louder and threw his head back on the pillow as he pumped his now fully hard dick faster. He heard Louis' husky voice against his ear telling him why he hadn't fucked him yet and how badly he wanted to fuck him hard. Harry groaned again as he imagined Louis fucking him hard like those guys he had seen on those porn sites he visited. He wanted Louis deep inside him and this thought alone made Harry thrust up into his hand as he pumped his dick furiously. His breathing was becoming erratic as he imagined Louis pushing in and out of his tight ass fast and hard. Harry felt his body coil and tense, his abdomen tighten as his orgasm built up, the heat pooling in his insides. He arched his back off the mattress bucking up into his fist and he came all over himself, calling out Louis' name like a mantra. He lay panting hard as his body came down from its high. Harry shuddered and smiled, his eyes closed. He felt happy and sated.
He reached out from beneath the comforter and grabbed his phone and swiped it. No new messages. Well probably Louis was still asleep seeing it was only 7 am. Still, Harry decided to text him.
[From Harry]
Good morning. How are you today?
He hit send and put the phone back on the bed side table. He felt energized and ready for the day ahead although he had some difficult things to do today. He had to tell his friends about his new complicated relationship with Louis which he doubted they would understand let alone accept but he knew that whatever they said to try and change his mind, they wouldn't alter his decision. He was also aware that Nick would probably have another go at him and yell and not talk to him but he was ready to risk that. Maybe Liam, Zayn and Niall wouldn't support him in this either but that was also a risk he was willing to take. For Louis. He knew that if it came down to choosing between them and Louis, he would choose Louis as selfish as that may seem.
