CIA || Larry

3- can I sleep here?

Louis laughed as he took another shot of vodka, Harry next to him as he did the same, also laughing. They had entered that pub that they had found randomly around after having eaten a piece of pizza in the pizzeria that they had found attached to the place. And now they found themselves half drunk in a crowd of people who were dancing not following the rhythm of the music and who were rubbing each other as if they didn't have a minimum of modesty.

Well, actually, not even Louis or Harry had any shame, seeing as they did the exact same thing a few minutes earlier. "I have an idea" Louis shouted in Harry's ear, so that he could be heard even with the loud music in the background.

Harry swallowed a sip of the spirit he had in his glass and also leaned close to the other's ear "and what would it be?"

Louis grinned and filled his own shot glass with tequila. He then took a wedge of lemon and a sachet of salt that he had previously asked for from the girl working at the counter and showed it to the agent "what do you think?"

Harry smiled and looked around "in front of all these people?"

The other shrugged and nodded "think about this, you'll never meet any of them again, and besides, it's damn exciting"

The younger one bit the inside of his cheek "on the neck?"

"I thought a little further down, actually," he replied, that smirk never leaving his face, "so?"

"Am I wrong or did we say that the other night was the first and last time?"

"Yes or no, Harry"

"Where should I place myself?"

Louis smiled victoriously and pointed to the empty table in front of them "just lie down" he mimed towards it. Harry laughed shaking his head and got up from the chair, sitting on top of the table and then resting his back on it, so that he was now lying down. Louis stood between his legs, his hands resting on the hips of the younger one, who decided to raise his back and tilt it sixty degrees, holding onto the table with his arms, so as to be able to see Louis "I lift your shirt up a little , okay?" Harry nodded and Louis lifted the hems of his shirt a few centimeters, revealing the lower part of his stomach. "Can I?" Once again, Harry nodded and Louis began to unbutton his jeans, pulling them down a little, just to show off the end of his v-line.

He leaned forward and licked the patch of skin just above his crotch, making Harry close his eyes in pleasure, throwing his head back. He then opened the sachet of salt and dropped it on the licked part, so that it stuck to Harry's body.

"Here" Harry opened his mouth and took the lemon slice Louis had just handed him between his teeth.

The latter drank the shot in a single gulp and then, once swallowed, he brought his tongue back to the beginning of Harry's groin, licking the salt away from his skin while the other moaned silently, breathing heavily.

After licking away every single grain of salt, he leaned even further forward, so that he could connect his lips with Harry's, taking the lemon from his teeth and biting it, tasting the bitter liquid that it released. He was still between Harry's legs and could feel the latter's erection rubbing against his, some people around them looking at them from time to time.

Even after removing the lemon wedge, their lips did not separate and Louis could hear Harry's moans ending directly in his mouth, his hands roaming over his body "Shall we go to my house? Last time we were at your house " He proposed breathlessly.

"We decided we wouldn't do it again," Harry gasped, opening his mouth in pleasure when he felt Louis' hand end between his legs and his tongue on his neck.