Friends, Family and Wedding Plans.
Louis stretched out to his full length, the palette beneath the mattress squeaking with his shifting body. He was warm and oh so comfortable. He cracked open one eye and weak pale light filtered into the room.He looked at his watch. Seven fifteen am. He looked at the window.The curtains had been left open last night and he could see snow softly falling. They were in for a white Christmas! Could it get any better? Louis looked down to where Harry was wrapped around him still wearing his lace lingerie, one of his long legs over Louis' thighs and his arm slung over his stomach, his head resting on his shoulder. Louis sighed happily as memories from last night rushed back to him.Harry was now his fiance'! He had proposed and Harry had said yes. They were going to be married!
Married!He smiled to himself as he caressed Harry's arm. Harry was going to become his husband. Legally! They had so many plans to make for their day. They still had to pick a day! A venue! A theme! Guest list! The type of wedding! Music! Louis felt a flutter of excitement in the bottom of his stomach, a sudden urge to slip that wedding ring on Harry's finger and legally make him his own and he himself become Harry's own. Louis smiled again and he felt content. He scowled at himself at how could he had ever thought that marriage was stupid and irrelevant. He scoffed. Now he wanted to be married to Harry more than ever.
He gently lifted Harry's left hand that was resting around his waist. He looked at the ring then kissed it. Harry stirred, smiled in his sleep, eyelashes fluttered, eyes opened a little bit to reveal sleepy green eyes.
'Good morning,' Harry said lazily, his voice deeper than usual.
'Good morning sweetheart,' Louis told him as he placed a kiss on his forehead. 'Its snowing. We're in for a white Christmas.' Harry smiled, his eyes dropping closed.
'Hmm lovely. Happy Birthday my love,' Harry purred. Louis pulled him closer.
'Thank you,' he said, carding his fingers through Harry's growing curls. Harry purred as his hand left Louis' stomach and trailed down past his navel, lower still till his hand came in contact with Louis' semi hard dick.
'Someone is happy to see me,' Harry commented sleepily. He began palming Louis, his deft fingers travelling from his dick down to his balls, torturously slow. Louis threw his head back.
'God baby that feels so good,' Louis purred. Harry shifted his position and climbed on top of Louis. Louis immediately spread his legs to accommodate him. Harry began kissing his neck, sucking at his skin while simultaneously rolling his hips over Louis, both their bare cocks rubbing against each other. Louis whined and arched his back a little. Harry sucked on his collarbones, licking his flushed skin. His lips locked around one of his nipples and he sucked harshly making Louis cry out and buck his hips up into Harry. Harry took the puffy nub between his teeth and gently bit down on it. Louis' hands cupped Harry's ass and he pulled him down on him, rutting up harder against his cock.
'H-Harry baby please please God,' Louis whined out as Harry swirled his tongue around the other nipple while pinching and rolling the other one between his thumb and forefinger making Louis moan a little louder. Harry left his nipples alone and kissed down his stomach, past his navel until his nose was nestled in Louis' pubic hair.
'Please Harry,' Louis begged and it was music to Harry's ears. He took the head between his lips and sucked on it.
'Ahhh,' Louis cried as he arched his back off the mattress, his fingers carding into Harry's hair trying to push him down to take his cock but Harry was in no rush. He continued to mouth and suck at the swollen head, dipping his tongue into the slit and tasting the salty pre-come that was oozing out.
