Larry shorts (written by AI)

Just For You // 18+

A/N
Lesgooo

Prompt:
Louis' family is out of the house, so he invites his boyfriend over.

Story:
Louis was relieved to finally have the house to himself for a few hours. His sisters are always home and barging into his room without a warning; imagine their reactions if they saw him and Harry in a compromising position. Like right now for example.

Clothes discarded onto the floor, Louis and Harry are messily making out, heavily breathing with hands roaming all over the place. Harry is straddling his boyfriend while Louis strokes Harry's back, leaning forward to gently lay him down on the bed.

Their lips detach, and Harry leans his head back to expose his neck as Louis places fluttering kisses on his skin, down to his collarbones. Sucking and biting, Louis leaves a trail of bruises along the expanse of Harry's collarbones, blowing cold air on the broken skin. Harry hisses, and leans down to capture Louis' lips with his own. He immediately opens his mouth to allow Louis' tongue to flick around and taste his.

Louis slides his hands down Harry's chest, brushing past his left nipple. Harry keens at that, arching his back and leaning into Louis' touch. He senses Harry's eagerness and sensitivity, so he reaches down to his first nipple and sucks the nub into his mouth. He doesn't keep at it for long though, desperate to get his hands on a different part of Harry.

As Harry whines and shivers from his sensitive nipples, Louis nuzzles into his neck to nip around under his ear. He slides his hands down across the younger boys abs, feeling the muscles tense and ripple beneath his fingertips.

He drags his hands down to Harry's boxers, curling his fingers under the waistband. He pulls them down slowly, throwing the fabric onto the floor. He wraps a hand around Harry's cock as he strokes him, his other hand kneading the boys thigh.

Harry whimpers as he squirms and gazes upon the sight of Louis, who is watching him with lustful eyes. In one swift movement, Louis sits up and grabs Harry's wrists, locking them down above his head. Harry's watches in amazement, eyes fluttering closed and mouth agape when Louis starts grinding down on him, a single layer of fabric getting in the way of the two.

Louis notes the uncomfortable fabric, so he immediately rids of it onto the ground, adding to pile of clothes.

Thinking that Louis was letting his wrists go, Harry brought his hands down to his cock, and palms himself to a steady rhythm. He feasts his eyes on Louis while he was looking anywhere but him, until he saw him pick up Harry's school tie. His eyes widened in anticipation, knowing exactly what use Louis was going to make out of that.

Louis came forward, snatching up his boyfriends wrists and tied them up together, looping the fabric around Harry's bed frame. Testing his limits, or lack of, Harry pulls his hands forward and feels the restraints jerking them back.

"Please." Harry quietly rasped, eyes not leaving Louis'.

"Anything for you, Harry. What do you want baby?"

Harry relishes in that sweet tone of Louis', blushing at the pet name he knows he loves. "You- you're hands. Please." He keens, breathless from Louis' attention.

Louis smirks, "Always saying please, you have such great manners baby. You sure know how to get your wishes."

He brings his hand up to Harry's parted mouth, stroking the bottom lip. "So pretty. Always so pretty."

Before Harry starts begging again, Louis opens a drawer to fetch out Harry's bottle of strawberry lube and a condom.

"How do you want this baby?" Louis asks, like the polite boyfriend he always is.

"Like this on my back. Wanna see you." Harry's blush never fades, always acting shy in front of Louis whenever they get intimate like this.

Louis nods intently, "Have to prep you first, okay? Let me know if you're uncomfortable."

"M'kay Lou." Harry normally acts very talkative, but whenever he gets into this submissive state in front of Louis, his vocabulary automatically reduces to very few words. It makes Louis feel extra protective and in control, knowing Harry gets all innocently pliant and doe-eyed during sex.

Opening the lube, Louis pours a generous amount onto his fingers. Without touching his skin, he trails a finger alongside Harry's arched spine and reaching further down to insert one finger inside him. He pushes in slowly, knowing Harry's discomfort will only start to ease after a couple more fingers.

"You're doing so good baby, relaxing for me. You alright?" He asks.

"Yeah. Keep going." Harry murmurs.

After a few thrusts and a few more fingers, Louis gets Harry writhing underneath him, begging for more.

He takes his fingers out, wiping the lube residue on the bedsheets. He rolls on a condom and quickly slathers on a layer of lube, then lines himself up, encouraged by Harry's begging and intense gaze. He slowly pushes in, pausing to let Harry relax.

He watches Harry's face contort from discomfort into a calm expression as he tries to get used to the feeling. Once's he's bottomed out, Louis slowly pulls out before thrusting back in, keeping at a slow and steady rhythm before speeding up.

With his hands tied down, Harry's arms are shaking and tugging against the restraints. He raises his hips up to match in time with Louis's thrusts, silently urging him to go faster and harder.

Although Louis wants to relish in Harry's whimpers and moans, he grasps Harry's chin to look up, and surges forward to capture him in a bruising kiss.

Louis' legs are starting to ache and Harry is kissing him back weakly, letting out moans after moans of strangled noise. He wraps his legs around Louis' waist to get a different angle, which obviously does the job from the shockwave he feels.

Harry breaks away from the kiss, his back arching off the bed and eyes rolling back. He screams out in pleasure, wishing he could scrape his nails against Louis' back. The headboard is banging against the wall, the room filled with sounds of skin slapping against skin and guttural cries from Louis continuously hitting Harry's prostrate.

Harry's knuckles are white from clenching onto the restraints, and his wrists are hurting but that doesn't stop him from wanting to switch positions.

"Lou!" Harry cries and stutters, "Sw-switch-".

Louis immediately catches onto what Harry wants, pulling out slightly to manoeuvre his way under Harry without separating each other. Harry turns over with his wrists now crossed, and him sitting on Louis' cock.

Louis clutches Harry's hips and presses their chests together, relishing in his boyfriends movements as he frantically rides him.

Harry's lips are bitten red and raw, looking so plump and shiny from the saliva. Louis envelopes him in a chaste kiss, and ruts up into Harry when he starts to stutter his hips and slow down. Harry starts shivering, feeling his climax coming up.

"Close." He pants against Louis' lips.

"Me too, love. Together." Louis continues to devour Harry's tongue and lips, and brings a hand down to tug and stroke Harry as they both grow near to their orgasms.

Harry comes first, screaming into Louis' mouth in ecstasy, and leans into his boyfriends neck. Not too long after, Louis is panting heavily and gripping hard into Harry's skin as he releases heavily into the condom and eyes Harry as he rides them both out of their highs before relaxing on his thighs.

After a couple minutes of catching their breaths and Louis releasing Harry's wrists, Harry pulls off of Louis and sorts them both out, getting rid of the condom and wiping his come off their chests with a discarded shirt.

They lay next to each other in ease and comfort, Louis smiling hazily down at Harry who is already falling asleep on his chest.

A/N
... how was it??

I couldn't find an ai to write smut, so I took it upon myself to do it.

P.s. this is my first time writing something let alone smut, so if it's bad, give me some slack pls xx ♥️