🌼UNBELIEVERS SEQUEL🌼
🌸MANCHESTER LARRY 🌸
☄️contains smut , but this actually have a plot belive me . Bless your brain 🧠
✨AMEN✨
Ps: "Elation" is a sequel to the story "Unbelievers,"by isthatyoularry Because we...
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*Smut warning*
Harry's pov
Harry couldn't sleep after Louis left. The empty space beside him felt cold and unfamiliar. He tossed and turned in bed, searching for a comfortable position, but his mind was restless. The light outside gradually faded, casting shadows into the room as the evening advanced.
Boredom enveloped Harry, and he reached for his phone, swiping through his Netflix recommendations. But nothing managed to pique his interest. His thoughts kept drifting back to Louis—his presence, his laughter, and the way they effortlessly filled each other's company.
It was hard for Harry to be without Louis, to not have his warmth and companionship by his side. He craved their deep conversations and shared moments. The silence in the room echoed his longing.
Seeking solace, Harry glanced at the bedside table, where his book lay—a slightly smutty novel that he had kept hidden. Louis had stumbled upon it one day, and ever since, he hadn't stopped teasing Harry about it. Despite the playful jabs, the book had become a source of comfort for Harry, a guilty pleasure that he indulged in during quiet moments.
With a mix of anticipation and mischief, Harry picked up the book, its pages worn from multiple readings. He opened it to a new chapter, his eyes scanning the words as they unraveled a tale of forbidden desire—a story of a boy falling in love with a grown man. The narrative danced with passion and sensuality, luring Harry into a world where boundaries blurred and emotions ran wild.
As he delved deeper into the story, Harry's own desires stirred within him. The words on the page ignited a flame, and he found himself caught between the lines of fiction and reality. In the dim light of his room, he explored the intimate corners of his imagination, indulging in the pleasure that he craved, his body reacting to the vivid descriptions that danced before his eyes.
Harry slowly got comfortable keeping the book in one hand, slowly reaching one of his hands under the sheets. He carresed his own thighs for some time, his mouth parted a little,he imagined Louis touching the hem of these black boxers, his member was getting hard, he slowly pushed his hand inside his boxers, taking his member out, he thought about how Louis took off his shirt just before,how his body and face glistened in the sunlight. He looked so golden at that sight, like sunshine.
They haven't had sex. For a long time, they were in a dry spell because of all the moving , families , figuring out moving together, and the most time-consuming was the uptight schedule at uni. It was making them both exhausted at the end of the day .
So now Harry had some time, and he was desperate and craving it. He slowly started stroking his member at a slow rate. The pleasure dialated his eyes, and he licked his lips before biting them. Harry couldn't help himself from thinking about Louis, how he sucked him off on very rare occasions. Damn, Louis was very good at it. He thought about how Louis' cheekbones were accentuated when he did that.
Harry let out a soft moan while he picked up his pace, stroking hard on his member. He took off the sheets, looking at it; the sight made him more turned on.
Suddenly his phone ringtone blasted from his side table, He jerked at the sound. He looked at the call; it was Louis, and he ignored it. Taking up his pace again, Harry continues stroking his member, thinking about Louis.
He circled his thumb at the tip, like Louis does when he rides him. His phone rang again. Fuck Lou,not now. He thought,"Fine" he picked up the call without stopping his pace.
"Hel-lo"
His hands were still on his member, going up and down.
"Hello darling"
Harry froze and looked at the call.
"Mum?"
His face became white at the mere thought of her hearing anything.
"Why are you panting, darling? Is everything alright?"
Harry didn't know what to say; he was completely frozen for a second before he answered. His stomach turned while he spoke.
"I had a bad dream; it's fine."
"You're alright there, darling. I called in the morning and Louis told me you were sick. I just wanted to make sure you were fine."
"Ya, I'm fine now; I took the meds."
Harry was still panting. He wanted to stop the call; it was too awkward.
"Mum, I have to go; I have an online meeting with my physician."
"Ok, darling, take care. Call me if you need me. Mom is right here."
"Ok mom"
He hung up the phone.
"FUCK"
"FUCK"
"FUUUUUUCKKK"
He covered his eyes with his hands and tried to process what had just happened.
His member had sloped down at the moment he heard his mother's voice.
"SHITTTTTT"
Harry swears for a long time before he goes out and cleans himself in the bathroom.
When he came back to bed, Louis was standing with his arms crossed, sneering at Harry.
Harry saw Louis looking at the tissues, his book, and the messy sheets.
