This is my first time writing smut so please don't judge...
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"Is that him?" Harry whispered, pointing at a tall figure in a black hoodie sitting on the park bench a few yards away from the bush he and Louis were hidden behind.
"Yeah, he matches the description, and I mean, a black hoodie reall-" Louis stopped, noticing that Harry was gone from his spot next to Louis, "Harry!" he whisper-shouted, "get back here!"
Harry walked down the path up to the man. As he approached, the man looked up, and with one glance at Harry's blue police uniform he took off in the opposite direction.
"Hey, come back!" Harry whined before taking off after him.
As Louis watched Harry take off, the blue pants of his uniform hugging his ass, he felt something tighten in his stomach. Fuck why did his boyfriend have to look so fucking hot right now? He decided that he was going to do something about that later. With a sigh, he followed Harry who was now nearing the end of the park and approaching a forest.
Eventually the two of them found the thief hiding behind a tree. Thankfully, he didn't put up too much of a fight. Harry watched as Louis took out the handcuffs. As Louis told the man his rights, Harry was staring intently at Louis focusing on his hands wrapped around the handcuffs, watching them be put on the man. Fuck why did his boyfriend have to look so fucking hot right now?
When Louis was done speaking to the criminal, Harry spoke. "Good job babe!" He leaned in to give Louis a kiss, standing on his tippy toes so he could reach the taller man's lips.
Louis quickly returned the kiss, and soon they were both beginning to get lost in each other's lips. Until they heard a loud cough, that was.
They both snapped their heads to see the noise was coming from the man who they had just arrested. Louis was still holding the man's handcuffs, and the man had his head turned away in disgust.
"Oh, fuck." Louis muttered, having completely forgotten about him. He glanced over at Harry who shifted uncomfortably. He looked further down. His boyfriend had a hard on. He smirked. "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll deal with that later."
Harry whimpered in response. Actually fucking whimpered. Shit they needed to get home soon. The things Louis would do to him. He turned his head back to the direction of the criminal and shook his head. He should not be thinking about that when he's on duty.
As they made their way to the car Harry tried to think about things that would make his boner go away. My grandma sitting on the toilet having a wee, my grandma sitting on the toilet having a wee, my grandma sitting on the toilet having a wee, my gra-
"You good sweetheart," Louis's deep voice interrupted, making all the thoughts of the things he wanted Louis to do to him come crashing back.
"Grandma- fuck, I mean yes. Yeah I'm good." Harry stuttered.
After they arrived at the station and booked the man in, they both got off duty for the rest of the night.
Harry told Louis he was going to start the car and left as soon as he was done signing out. That was quite strange, considering Harry was usually begging Louis to drive and insisting he was just bad at driving and not a passenger princess.
As Louis was making his way down the hallway to the exit of the building, he felt a hand pull him into the bathroom. His instincts took over, and he bit the hand that dragged him.
