knee highs / larry

two

the rest of the day , louis felt off. after the deal , he couldnt help but feel off. how did he even know harry was in the car? louis instantly regretted even bringing him along to the deal. he should have known better. when you sell drugs , you meet sketchy people. and that dude was definitely sketchy.

harry noticed louis off attitude, and continuously asked what was wrong , in which louis responded with a "nothing princess , go see how you look in that dress."

and thats how louis ended up waiting outside some fancy boutique harry dragged him into , because the dress they had in the window was absolutely to die for , according to harry and he had to see how he looked in it .

not that louis minded waiting for harry. he just didnt like the girl working in the store (but to be fair , louis really didnt like anyone) but he especially didnt like her because he could have swore she gave harry a dirty look when he asked for the dress. in louis opinion , she should shut the fuck up and mind her own business.

louis anxiously shifted in his seat again , looking left and right making sure that no one was watching him or harry. that guy really had louis on edge.

louis was quickly snapped out of his anxious thoughts as harry bursted out of the dressing room. he wore the dress that he had saw in the front window. he quickly spun around in it , then placed his hands on his hips.

"well?" harry asked. "what do you think? should i get it?"

louis was stunned to silence. harry looked breathtaking. the dress complemented his curves perfectly , and when harry turned to the side , louis almost passed out right there when he saw harrys ass.

louis jumped up from his spot and roughly grabbed harrys hips, pulling him against his body.

"you look breathtaking babygirl." louis growled into harry ear , causing harry to shiver with a mixture of delight and desire. "but you need to take that dress off right now before im forced to rip it off of you and fuck that pretty little ass of yours right here in the dressing room."

harry moaned into louis shoulder , closing his eyes and trying to calm himself down. he he hated that louis could do this to him. simply talk to him and get him worked up. it wasnt fair , harry just couldnt help it.

harry wriggled free from louis grip , jumping back into the dressing room to quickly change out of the dress. he was definitely buying this dress.

harry stepped out of the dressing room with the dress in hand . smiling shyly and louis. louis grabed the dress from harrys hand and said "this one is definitely on me babygirl."

harry blushed as louis placed his hand on his butt , gently pushing him towards the counter. and as the lady at the cash register checked out their items , louis' hand somehow found its way up harrys short skirt , his fingers brushing lightly against the silky fabric of his panties.

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harry sat in front of his make up table , focusing on perfecting his winged eyeliner.

after purchasing the dress (and after crazy intense car sex ensued) louis had gotten a phone call from a co worker and friend asking him if he and harry would attend a dinner banquet of some sort. and louis said yes for the both of them , and now harry was curling his eyelashes so he could put on mascara.

harry wore the dress louis had bought for him earlier that day. he absolutely adored the dress. and so did louis , seeing that louis could barely keep his dick in his pants when harry stepped out of that dressing room.

harry sighed , grabbing his favorite red lipstick and rubbing it on his lips. he rubbed his lips together , and then smiled at his appearance. he looked good. he felt good. everything was going great.