Larry Stylinson one shots

Your books are better on the table

Description: where one is a cute filthy nerd and the other can't really resist.
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"You look cute when you're reading," a raspy voice was heard above a brown haired boy. His eyes widened, the book fell out of his hands with a loud thud and his glasses slid a bit down his nose.

"Oh my god, you scared me, Hazz," Louis screamed in agony. He picked his book up again, hand still firmly clutched to his speeding heart. His chest was rising and falling so quickly you couldn't even see him breathing. A low chuckle escaped his boyfriend's lips.

"Sorry then, couldn't help it, you're adorable like this."

"What are you even doing here? Libraries aren't much of your cup of tea, are they?" Louis teased him looking up innocently.

"Boys, keep it low!" the librarian, a women in her middle fifties, suddenly scolded them from her place at the front desk. They both just cockily smiled and continued talking in whispers.

"You really are the sexiest nerd in the world."

"Oh, what were you saying again? Didn't hear you through the boosting of my ego," Louis glanced up from the book, he had purposely innocent look on his face again when he blinked couple times, long eyelashes flattering. He bit his lip in the right corner.

"That you," Harry lowered himself and whispered huskily into Louis' ear, "turn me on so much I would fuck you right now against this wall." he pointed behind them right between the shelves where it was nearly almost hidden from anyone to see.

"So what's there to hold you back, bad boy?" Louis curled his fingers in Harry's hair and tugged him down to kiss him.

It wasn't much of a surprise for anyone who knew that Louis was barely anyone innocent and that the angelic look in his oceanic eyes was just a mask to put on. He was lustful and careless when it came to the only one he really loved, when it came to Harry. And his body, of course.

They soon were a hot mess of kisses, hands and tongues as Louis stood up and dragged Harry to the hidden corner. He went down, placing sloppy kisses down Harry's jaw and behind his ear, making him gasp for air once in a while.

"I need your shirt down," he whispered, voice laced with want and arousal. Harry obeyed and soon his tattooed chest was glowing in the light of the sun peaking through a window on their left. Louis was looking at him as if he was the most beautiful scenery he's ever seen, as if he was a blind man who was able to see something for the first time in his life. He was so fond when his experienced hands caressed his skin on his chest and belly up and down. He had so much emotion in his eyes that it was impossible not to see how much he felt towards the taller boy.

"I love you," Harry suddenly blurted out in the heat of the moment, he wasn't lying, but didn't intend to squeak it out like this and in that moment.

"I know you do, now help me out of my clothes?" Louis smiled and cupped his lover's face with his palms before kissing him deeply again.

"We have to be quick," Harry whisper-panted in Louis' ear as soon and he pulled his pants and boxers down at the same time. The sound of the zipper made Louis' knees go weak.

"Hello, little one," Harry mocked down on his knees. He patted his thighs and placed a soft kiss on one of them.

"Fuck you," Louis angrily, but somehow turned on, hissed, "he's everything but small and you know it."

"Oh, dear Louis, no. Fuck you," Harry laughed and started licking Louis' tip.

"You're unbelievable," Louis moaned and even though he didn't see Harry's face he could literally imagine his wide smirk in true colours.

Harry bobbed his head further and further, the head of Louis' c*ck would hit the back of his throat from time to time. He clearly was unbelievable, too good to let go. His mouth worked magic and his lips enjoyed the show just as much as Louis.

"Hazz, I-" Louis let out a throaty shriek similar to an animal's one. Harry immediately unwrapped his lips from Louis' hard member and seductively licked them just as if his skin was the sweetest cherry on top of a cake.

Louis' fingers were loosely tracing Harry's curls, he brushed his fringe off before Harry stood up and wrapped his arms around Louis' small torso.

"You need to be silent, love, I know you can't help it, I'm too fabulous," Harry grinned and pecked those pink lips.

"You really should get your d*ck out of your arse if you want to push it anywhere else... Love," Louis viciously smiled and propped himself on the wall.

Harry stood there speechless, looking his boyfriend up and down. He was proud. When they met, Lou would never have the courage to say something like that. And look at him now, he even meant it, with the smirk and the tone.

"Oh I love you so much."

"I love you, too... But there's a problem down there, which needs to be solved," Louis winked and turned around, shook his ass a bit and glanced at nearly blushing Harry over his shoulder.

The curly one pushed two of his fingers into Louis' mouth and had them spitted. Once they were slick enough, he firstly pushed one inside his boyfriend's hole. Couple of muffled moans were heard and he silently adored every little grunt Louis's made.

The second one was, at least for the smaller one, a ticket to paradise. His legs started shaking and he wasn't even filled up.

"Harry, please," he nearly cried in desperation. It was music for Harry's ears. His voice even higher with pleasure, asking for more, laced with lust.

He pushed his jeans and boxers down just enough to have his stiff member spring up. Louis' eyes darkened with the sight. He subconsciously licked his lips, Harry's c*ck twitched in a second.

Then he spit into his palm and lubed his d*ck before pushing into his boyfriend's skinny body, but perfectly fine ass. His eyes fluttered shut with the intense feeling. He pulled Louis' hair just as he loved it and suddenly it was impossible to stay silent.

They were sweating, both red cheeked and sloppy. His thrusts were fast and hard and Louis had to hold himself strongly against the wall. Both of them were biting their lips in an attempt to remain the most silent they were capable of. It wasn't much easy and it got even tougher when Harry sneaked his hand around Louis' waist and started stroking his already leaking member.

It was over with a bit of silent cries of names, almost collapsing and a lot of sticky substance. They both had to regain their stability and breathe properly after such amazing experience.

They then lazily smiled at each other, dressed up, kissed for the last time there and obviously sexed up left the room hand in hand.