Tattoos and Tails l.s

18

One month later.

Harry's pov

I felt someone shake my body and opened my eyes. It was Louis. I must've fell asleep. Damn.

"C'mon lazy ass." Lou said, smiling at me. I couldn't help it, I had to smile back. Once he walked away from me, I shook my head and got up.

"So what about lunch?" I ask after following him into the living room. I guess Liam and Niall aren't home. Oh well, I'm starving.

"I don't know what we have. What do you want?" He asks walking back over to me. I shrug and wrap my arms around his torso, resting my head on his chest.

"Well I can't just make you something when I don't know what you want." He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me. God I really love him.

"Actually, I want one of those sandwiches you make, with all the stuff on them. Pleaseee." I drag out the word, looking up at him.

"Of course babe, anything for you." He smiles and walks towards the kitchen. I follow and take a seat at the island.

While waiting I pull out my phone and start scrolling through Tumblr. I've become obsessed with this app and it kinda scares me but whatever.

"Here you go." Louis says, sliding the plate across the small table-ish thing. I say thank you before taking a huge bite.

"Oh my god, yes." I moan before taking another one. This is just what I wanted.

I look up at Lou and see that his eyes have widened and that he's staring at me. I pull a face and sit up straight. "What?" I ask.

"Don't do that again." He says, gritting his teeth. I catch on after he says that and smirk.

"Or else what, daddy?" I say, remembering the events of the other night and slide my tongue across my bottom lip.

"Mother fucker." he mumbles under his breath and quickly makes his way over to me, grabbing my waist and pulling me off my chair.

It takes seconds before his lips are slammed onto mine and I smirk into the kiss. I've quickly figured this side of him out in the past month and a day hardly goes by without us fucking. I love how I control when and where it happens.

He pulls away too soon and walks towards our room. I quickly follow and shut the door behind me, watching as he strips his shirt off. I do the same and walk over to him, attaching out lips again. God I love kissing him so much.

"Bed. Now." He says, his voice deep and husky. That's probably one of my favorite parts about fucking Louis. His voice, his moans. Damn they're beautiful.

I comply and fall back on the bed, watching as he goes to the dresser. He practiced runs back over to me and immediately starts undoing the button of my pants. I bite down on my lip and slightly arch my back when I feel him wrap his his lips around my throbbing cock. My hands instantly start slightly tugging at his hair and I can't control when my hips thrust up into his mouth.

There's so much pleasure coming from the blow job I'm receiving, I hardly notice when two of his fingers slip in me. I gasp and the somewhat foreign feeling and continue to moan from the pleasure. I barely notice when he slips a third one in.

"Louis-Louis stop, I'm gonna cum stop." I pant out, not wanting only a blow job. He stands up and slips his sweats down his legs along with his boxers and makes his way onto the bed, smashing our lips together once he can.

I'm so used to the feeling that it doesn't even really phase me when he slips in. I pull my lips away ever so slightly to say I'm okay and reconnect them as fast as I can.

He starts thrusting in and out of me and moves his lips down to my collar bones, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin. I uncontrollably moan at the overwhelming sensation of all this put together. I bring my hands up to his shoulder blades and dig my nails into skin, something I can't help doing now. He wraps a hand around my dick and starts pumping in perfect sync with his thrusts and I drag my hands down his back, making sure to leave marks.

"Fuck, Louis" I scream out and move my lips up to his neck, leaving multiple hickeys scattered everywhere. "Fuck Harry, I'm gonna-I'm gonna cum." He moans out before I screwing my eyes shut and go into a blissful high.

We're a panting mess when I open my eyes again and I smile lazily. Louis rolls over on his back and pulls me over on him, wrapping his arms around me. I cuddle into his chest and pull the blanket over both of us.