All About Larry (Smut And Oneshots) [18+] (Ao3 Uploads)

Backstage ✔️

Louis definitely had a whiplash. The back of his head hits this brick wall in the very last of the backstage of the concert venue.

The place is dark and familiar, as He has probably come here to free up his mind and to take a few drags of his cigarettes that he rely his calmness on. He does enjoy this little calmness, really found in LA, not been seen but its definitely not the case now that he is being pinned to a wall now.

Louis hissed at the slight harsh impact but it was immediately soothed, large hands cradling the hurt spot, bambi once green eyes looking like a dark sea of lust, looking into his own blue confused eyes for forgiveness.

"Harry, Wha-" Louis cringed at a bit of the sharp wave of pain and Harry obliges and presses lightly on now probably bruising spot.

"Sorry, love." Is all Harry says before pressing Louis completely against the brick wall, pulling out a squeak out off Louis, followed by an 'oomph' when Harry pressed his lips on Louis's.

It was definitely a whiplash for Louis when Harry wasted no time in absolutely kissing the daylight out of him and using his one hand to palm Louis through his jeans and the other hand still cradle his head as if Louis is falling apart (which might be happening.)

Louis moaned and returned the kiss as possibly feverishly back to his boyfriend, his hands finding his endearing curls.

Harry bit on Louis's bottom lip as Louis found interest in tugging at his hands' occupied hair. Louis hissed a little and tugged at the curls again pulling a groan out of Harry.

The hand palming Louis, unbuttoned the jeans and wasted no time in dipping his hand inside, past the waistband and talking hold of Louis.

Louis pulled back from the kiss, panting heavily, tossing his head back in sudden euphoric feeling of Harry jerking him off in fast and quick strokes, not even giving his brain to contemplate before feeling the blood rush down to his dick.

Harry stared intensely into Louis's eyes, the dark sea almost as black as an unknown void, that Louis is slowly getting sucked in.

Louis panted out little whimpers and groans when Harry swiped his thumb over the sensitive tip, and the confined space of the unbuttoned jeans and boxers, and with each tug and swipe on his poor harden dick, Louis got louder and louder.

Harry was getting quick in action, he removed the carrying cradling hand off and onto Louis's mouth to supress his loud needy moans.

"Shoosh babe. You are getting too loud." Harry whispered in his ears, pressing the blue eyed man further against the wall and his hand pulling his own cock out, leaving Louis breathing heavy with a heavy hand on his mouth and a very hard dick aching for release.

Harry tugged himself off a bit, to get rid of the edge and took Louis's cock out as well, grinding the exposed sensitivity together. Harry moaned softly and Louis managed to get out a muffled one.

Harry took both of their cocks in his hand, jerking them both of together, his speed a bit choppy, but firm enough. Louis's knees were giving out and if it was not for Harry's weight pressing him against the wall, he would have fallen on his but and probably fainted by now.

Harry let the palm of his hand, rub both of the leaking heads, occasionally lightly digging into Louis's slit, slightly making the other lad spasm and his thighs quiver at the pleasure. Louis had tears weld up in his eyes and he chased the sweet friction given by his boyfriend, even though out of blue but it was making him feel on the ninth cloud.

Louis started letting out a string of 'God' and 'Close' and 'please' behind the loosening hand, and suddenly has his body spasming as Harry tugs at Louis and slightly tightens his grip, and with the last swipe on the sensitive head, Louis tipped over the edge, his lungs filled with cotton, his mouth letting out silent screams behind the still muffling hand and chasing hip onto Harry's fist, riding his orgasm out.

That might have tipped Harry off the edge too as he dropped his head on Louis's shoulder, properly grinding onto Louis's sensitive cock, which had not yet softened with the constant attention it was getting.

The mess of cum was onto Louis and Harry's hand, and the air now smelled of sex and slightly of smoke.

Louis closed his eyes, feeling Harry raise his head and remove the pressed off his mouth now, trying to get this thoughts aligned and to think something else than 'HarryHarryHarryHarryHarry'.

Harry still had not stopped touching Louis, his hand still slowly and teasing tugging Louis and the oversensitivity hit Louis.

He tried to get away from Harry but only to have his hips grounded back in stillness and a stern hand staying there.

"God, Haz stop-" Louis tried to protest but his boyfriend didn't seem to plan to stop. Response to the overstimulation, his dick has not softened a bit at all, and Louis looked down, to see the mess created and his poor dick of a bright red color.

It was unlikely to Louis to be stimulated to the point that his dick is now a color that looks concerning, and his veins visibly popped to add to the concern.

Louis did feel slight of burn at the friction now, the release soothing it and his body felt hot all over.

Harry looked at his boyfriend right in eye, almost predatorily, in way that he might actually eat Louis up.

And what Harry was about to do next was making Louis's heart race more, ready to pop out.

Without breaking their eye contact, Harry sank to his knees muttered a "Keep quiet Lou", smirked up at him and within a blink of an eye, he took Louis wholly in one go, without gagging, his nose brushing the trimmed and groomed bits of hair under the small tummy bump of his.

Louis was definitely not excepting the immediate suction around his cock as Harry was always a tease when it came to blowjobs. But now Harry did not give a chance to Louis to take a breath, bobbed his head, pressing his cherry lips hard into sucking.

Louis tried to claw at the wall behind to get hold of something, and was gasping loudly. Harry swirled his tongue around the sensitive head, and Louis had let out a long and clearly loud groan.

Harry's eyebrows furrowed a bit, and he pulled back, leaving Louis shivering at the cold breeze a bit more than necessary.

"Hush Louis, don't make me repeat myself." The rasp in Harry's voice was such a turn on even tho he is already on the verge of bursting and shattering into pieces.

Harry went back to sucking Louis off, with the same steady speed and occasionally sucking and licking. Louis digged his hand in Harry's hair finally to pull at something and pulled Harry's nose impossibly digging into his stomach skin.

Louis steady and gradually picked up the speed to face fuck Harry, and the whiplash of the second orgasm had hit him stronger. Louis had given up on his last thought of sanity, did not make a sound and his eyes rolled in the back of his head, and he released in Harry's throat.

Harry gagged a bit at the sudden release but moaned around him and sucked until he was satisfied. Louis went plaint and didn't even know what just happened for absolute thirty seconds and his ears started to ring and he had to close his eyes again because what did just happen again?

To be true, this is not the first time that Harry attacked him randomly like this. That has improved his stamina and his ability to reach a headspace is above three orgasms.

Louis feels he is almost there but not so far to lose himself.

In his high, he felt Harry dressing him back up. Louis opened his eyes to find Harry removing his t shirt and then clean both of them up.

Louis scrunched his nose and wobbled off the wall support.

"Disgusting." He muttered but smiled when Harry just pecked his lips, and when done he got hold of Louis's wrist and tugged him gently towards the dressing rooms.

"Do I get to ask this time what this all about?" Louis asked walking almost close to stumbling.

Harry didn't turn or stop to say, "You looked too pretty zoned out."