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Louis' POV: Chapter 15

Louis leads Harry by the hand into his bedroom and closes the door behind them.

Louis lets go of Harry's hand and rummages through the drawers of a dresser until he finds a pair of joggers he stole from Liam that are too big for him, but will most likely fit Harry. He hands them to him.

"I'll let you get changed." Louis says, turning to head for the door. Before he can leave though, he feels Harry grab onto his arm and pull him back.

Harry quickly connects their lips, wrapping his arms around Louis' neck, pulling him closer. Louis steadies himself on Harry's hips, pulling the boy as close as possible as he kisses him back.

Harry backs them into the bed, pushing Louis down onto it. Louis lets Harry have control for a moment before quickly rolling over on top of him.

Harry instantly goes pliant underneath him, and Louis drops his lips down to the boy's neck, as Harry lets out a small whimper at the feeling of Louis' teeth on his neck.

The small sound sends sparks down Louis' back. Harry's hands go up to Louis' shoulders, pushing his shirt off his back, and Louis complies before letting his hands drop to the buttons of Harry's shirt.

Louis undoes them slowly as he trails kisses down Harry's chest. The boy outright moans as Louis reaches the waistband of his jeans, his hips bucking up just an inch.

Louis' mouth travels back up to Harry's jaw, but his fingers quickly undo the button of his jeans, sliding them down over his hips and down to his knees.

Harry squirms underneath Louis, ridding himself of his pants, along with his underwear, leaving him completely naked. Louis stares down at him for a moment, catching his breath, before diving back in kissing the boy urgently.

"You're perfect." Louis moans against Harry's lips. He feels Harry's hands run down his back and hook into the waistband of his pants, dragging them down slightly.

Louis gets off of Harry, standing up and digging through a drawer until he finds what he needs. Lube and a condom.

He tosses the two items down onto the bed next to Harry and then pulls down his jeans and underwear, leaving them discarded on the floor, before climbing back onto the bed. 

Louis slowly lets his kisses trail over Harry's chest, traveling all the way down until his chin bumps against Harry's dick. Harry moans as Louis sinks his teeth into Harry's hip and then softly licks over the hurt.

"Louis." Harry gasps, and he looks up. Louis sits up straddling the boy, understanding the need in his eyes. Louis strokes the inside of Harry's thigh, and the boy instinctively parts his legs.

Louis flicks open the lube and quickly coats his fingers before letting some drip over Harry's hole. Harry jerks upward at the feeling and moans.

"Fuck, Louis, please." and Louis chuckles at that. Louis leans forward, sinking his teeth into the spot where the boy's neck meets his collarbone as he pushes one finger slowly into Harry, loving the hiss that escapes his boy's mouth.

Louis drags his finger in and out a few times before adding a second. As soon as he does, Harry tightens around his fingers.

"Fuck." He moans into Louis' ear, and the sound of it makes Louis harder, his pants tightening.

"Don't tighten, darling." Louis whispers and he feels as Harry attempts to relax as Louis pulls his 2 fingers in and out.

"Fuck, Louis." Harry moans, one hand pushing into Louis' hair, tightening as Louis moves his fingers a little faster, slipping his third finger in. "I need your cock. Now."