Harry shut the door behind him making a beeline for the desk, where he knew a silver letter opener lay in a box. He sat staring at the box on the desk, slowly bringing it forward.
He lifted the blade into his palm slowly beginning to angle it over his heart about to press in.
"there's a shortage of perfect men in this world, it would be a shame to damage you."
Harry whipped around "Louis!" the older was lying across the bed, smiling as Harry threw himself forwards and peppered his face with kisses "Lou, I thought you wouldn't come,"
"Gently," Harry grinned and pressed another kiss to his lips, "a time like this and you can only say gently?"
He lifted Louis' head into the kiss accidentally letting go and Louis flopping back to the bed, still without much control over his muscles. Harry giggled and Louis raised an eyebrow, "come here my sweet flower let me hold you," Harry leant forward wrapping himself around Louis, burying them both in white chiffon and netting.
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My Sweet Flower - Larry Stylinson
FanfictionFive years since the attack, five years since Harry lost the love of his life. It was never confirmed, he could hold onto the hope that Louis was alive, but who knows, the dread Pirate Roberts doesn't take prisoners, or does he? ~ ~ ~ ~ The Princes...
