Captured Ink, Hidden Hearts

Louis

It's Harry's last show and Louis is with him in the streaming room. Just like the first time, he sits on the floor leaning against the wall and watches as Harry lolls on the bed in a see-through lace thong for the last time to make this stream special. At this moment, Harry bites his lips with an absolutely wicked look and strokes his cock with his hand and, to be honest, Harry wouldn't need to wear anything because you can just see everything. Everything.

Except that it no longer bothers Louis. From now on, this sight belongs only to him and he has an exact idea of what he's going to do to Harry as soon as the stream is over.

His dick is already hard since before the show when Harry presented himself like this and every minute longer is pure torture. Louis doesn't care if he distracts Harry, he wants him as soon as possible and that can't take much longer as the stream has been going on. That's why he literally rips his clothes off his body so that Harry's eyes widen under his mask and he starts to stutter. He doesn't seem to be interested in the stream anymore either and leaves it in a hurry after just a few more minutes.

"What the fuck Lou?" Harry exclaims as soon as he has switched everything off.

"On your stomach." Louis only commands and has no patience left.

Harry briefly searches for words but decides not to say anything else, dutifully lies down on his stomach and Louis is immediately with him.

Louis kneels behind him on the mattress, pulls the thong over his legs and spreads his cheeks wide.  A sigh escapes him but then he pushes his face into the crack and swipes his tongue across Harry's pink pucker, causing a muffled scream to erupt from Harry's pillow filled mouth.

Louis holds on tight to Harry's strong thighs as he nibbles, licks and sucks on his thrashing, moaning boyfriend's ass. The scent and taste of him and which Louis had secretly fantasised over, is driving him wild with lust as he sucks and tongues the sensitive hole.

With Harry's hole slick from his saliva, Louis presses a finger to the opening and pushes in, all the while licking alongside the disappearing digit. Once deep inside the tight hot hole, Louis moves his finger around till he finds Harry's sweet spot and presses into it.

“Holy fucking shit Lou,” Harry moans loud. 

Louis smiles hearing Harry swear out of pure lust and slips in another finger, preparing his boyfriend, Louis so desperately wants to make love to. He can feel Harry pushing back on his fingers, trying to fuck himself on them as Louis adds a third, along with some lube which he had pulled from the little table. He thrusts three fingers in and out of the slick hole.

“Do you like that, Harry? Does it feel good?” Louis wants to know and loves how Harry is now on the receiving end when it was always Louis so far.

“Yeah baby. Keep doing that,” Harry replies breathlessly.

Louis moves Harry up on the bed, turns him on his back and kneels between his spread legs, while still thrusting his fingers in and out of the loosening hole.

Louis looks down into the lust filled eyes of Harry. “You are so beautiful.  I want to fuck you. I want to make love to you Harry. Do you want that?”

“Never wanted anything more,” Harry sighs and raises up his legs to place them on Louis’ shoulders.

“Eager huh?” Louis smirks.

Wasting no time, Louis moves forward and places his now lubed cock at the slick entrance and teases him as he strokes his dick back and forth.

“Fuck me already!” Harry growls.

Louis raises an eyebrow but pushes forward and feels Harry stretch around his dick as he sinks slowly in. He strokes Harry's cock with one hand and pinches a hard nipple with the other, intently watching his beautiful face for any signs of pain.