"Wait", Louis said as he turned away from the door, to look back at Flower Harry.
"You said my name earlier.. How do you know it?"
The younger boy looked up and blushed "I err, I'm a fan of your band..", he said sheepishly.
A look of surprise flashed over Lou's face. "Oh, you don't seem like the... type to like the kind of music I play."
"What do you mean by that?" The boy asked, looking genuinely confused.
"Oh um nothing, but hey we are playing at the arena right out of town in four weeks, so uhh you should come. Just show them this." Louis said and handed him the paper he just scribbled on, and then left, not waiting for the boys answer whether he was coming or not.
*
Louis was head-banging to the song Alligator Blood as he played the guitar. Millions of fans were screaming their names, t-shirts that said 'Drop Dead.' Everything was perfect that night. Except for that fact that he misses Harry, more then he thought possible. He met up with the lad a few times during the first week that they met , just for coffee and stuff, but they didn't even really talk much, and he hasn't seen him for three weeks.
"Alright guys, where is this mysterious flower boy?" Oli questioned the audience, breaking Lou out of his trance. The crowd went silent until a single hand flew up into the air. Harry had the nerve to come to a Bring Me The Horizon concert.
"Come backstage after the show," Oli winked before asking loads more questions.
*
Harry was nervous to come backstage but knew that he knew that he'd be fine.
The guards led Harry backstage as the boys fooled around with each other. The innocence of throwing water bottles gently at each other was something the band didn't knew too well.
"Harry, you're here!" Oli arose from the couch and ran over to the lanky teen.
Oli sort of towered Harry but made it seem brotherly.
"I've heard so many things about you," He said, and Louis sighed, causing the both of them to look at him. "He would always talk about the little daisies you made and wear them time after time. And once he even said he wanted to fuck you relentless." The last few words came out in a hoarse whisper.
"Alright Oli, I don't want you to scare off someone I like.", Louis said. Harry stood innocently, hands wound up into each other.
"Well settle your business than mate!" Louis shot up and took Harry back to the
tour bus.
"Your hair is a bit messy," Harry pleaded, fixing his partners hair.
"And its not like you have dirt in your hair everyday..." The point was made
clear cut.
"I grow the daisies. I cut the ones I need and wash the dirt off. So no I'm not ever really dirty."
Both of them laid in the bunk that Louis had shared with Oli. Louis laughed before leaning in and kissing Harry firmly. Harry groaned against his lips, running his hand through his partners hair.
Louis backed away and smirked, "I wanted to see you for the longest time." Harry smiled and fiddled with the eyebrow piercing Louis acquired a few months before. Harry planted his lips against Louis', making the oldest top him. He ran his hands up Harry's shirt, feeling the soft skin against his ragged, rough skin. Harry groaned as Louis planted kisses along his jawline to his neck. He sucked at a piece of the skin, leaving a love bite. The cold silver that outlined a part of Louis lip kept contact with Harry's neck. Louis took off Harry's shirt as well as his own. Both were topless, feeling each others bare skin, tattooed with various images. Swallows on Harry's chest and Dream Big across Louis'.
Harry palmed Louis, letting out a breathy gasp. Louis fumbled with his mate's buckle. He unbuttoned the jeans, having Harry lift his bum up to let the pants come off easily. Louis kissed down Harry's frame, stopping at the elastic band of his briefs. He carefully tugged them down with a couple fingers, freeing the anticipated member.
Louis took the shaft in his hands and pumped him slowly at first. The actions had Harry's head hitting the pillow, moans escaping the fair pink lips. He slid his thumb over the sensitive head, hearing Harry's breathing hitch. Louis came out of the bunk, unbuckling his jeans. He undid the buttons and the tight jeans pooled at his feet. The briefs he had on ended up on the floor along with the jeans. He spit into his hands, nothing beats natural lubrication. He rubbed the spit along his member, getting it slick.
Harry got onto his hands and knees only to get a laugh from Louis. "Lay on your back, I want to see your beautiful face when I fuck you lovingly." The words had Harry laying on his back, smirking at the man before him. Louis got between his legs and positioned himself. He grabbed Harry's hand as he pushed himself in. Harry's eyes squint closed at first than opened as Louis rocked in and out slowly at a pace.
"Go faster." The words tumbled out of Harry's lips. Louis went in farther, gaining a moan. He went in and out fast, feeling their hips meet. Louis took Harry's shaft in hand and began to pump it. Louis moaned at the look on his lovers face. A beautiful melody flowed out from both of them. Moan after moan, pumping at the same pace.
"Fuck Louis, I'm about to come." The angel spoke. Louis sped up a little faster, going in farther each time. Louis felt the warm spurt come from Harry as he followed shortly after.
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Yep, going to hell.
See ya'll there.
I told you this was jumping right in!
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