Chapter 8

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  • Dedicated to Chiara G. <3
                                    

Chapter 8 (Harry's POV)

Song: "S.E.X." by Nickelback

"S is for the simplety, E is for the ecstasy, X is just to mark the spot 'couse that's the one you really want"

Hehehehe, I really like this song... So this chapter will be in 2 parts, and the song will count for both of them! ATTENTION: THIS CHAPPY WON'T BE IN 2 PARTS, THE SONG WILL COUNT FOR A CHAPPY LATER IN THE STORY! !Warning: This chapter contains smut!

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 We were lying relaxed on the couch when I suddenly felt Lou's breath against my ear. I shuddered and he whispered, in a low voice, his lips brushing against it "You know, you never told me that you wrote a song..."

I winced because his voice was so fucking low and sexy. Of course I knew he did it on purpose but that didn't really help me.

"That wasn't right Harold" God, I loved it when he called me that...

"You have to be punished for what you did... You were a bad boy." Oh my... What was he about to do? I felt my face whiten, but relaxed a bit when I remembered that the boys were here. He couldn't really do something serious.

Boy was I wrong.

Suddenly I felt his hand under my shirt, caressing my stomach. My breath hitched and every time he touched me, my skin felt like it was burning. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against his shoulder, concentrating and gripping the blanket tight to prevent myself from moaning.

"You know what I would do, it the boys weren't here, Harold?" he asked, his lips still against my ear and his hands awfully low on my stomach. I slowly shook my head.

"Well do you want to know, Harold?" I shook my head fiercely, this would end bad. I knew it. Really bad.

"Oh, but I think you do..." I shook my head again. One of his hands left my stomach and I sighted in relief. I was full of fear again though when I felt him smirk against my ear. He took a pillow from underneath him and placed it above the blanket on my stomach.

"Well, I really am convinced that you want to know Harold... But since the boys are here I hope you can stay quite... And if not" he took a breath "bite into the pillow" 

I opened my eyes widely. Oh no, no no no... This was bad, really bad. I already was a bit hard. This was fucking bad!!!

"No no no no, Louis the boys are here... You can't just -  Oh God" I moaned into the pillow when he started palming me through my jeans. He bit into that soft spot on my neck and I had to bite into the pillow again.

He started to whisper in my ear: "I would take you upstairs Harold and throw you on the bed. Than I would start to leave love bites all over your body and I would make you feel good, like I'm doing now. Don't I make you feel good, Harold? Don't you feel good?"

I moaned into the pillow, shaking my head. Truth was, I really was turned on right now. He chuckled against my ear and started to speak again: "But then I would start to take your clothes off..."

I started to breath heavily and was shaking, when he slowly, teasingly started to unzip my trousers. He pulled them down and caressed my tights.

"I would caress your tights and then I would start sucking on them until you would beg me to move on" Oh My God! Where was my Boobear? My sweet and innocent best friend? Help me!

"Then I would move on, because I really want you right now"

He slipped a hand under my pants and wrapped his long, long fingers around my dick. I gasped into the pillow. Shit, this was bad. Really bad!

"But you want me too, am I right Harold?"

HELL YES! I fucking want you inside me right now!!!  I wanted to scream that, but... well the boys were here, so I shook my head.

He smirked against my neck "Oh, I think I am right"

And with that he started slowly pumping my member. Up and down and up and down. Too fucking slow!!!

I arched my back in pleasure and covered my face with the pillow, when he traced my tip with his finger, to muffle the sounds coming out of my mouth.

"If you need it, just say it Harold." he was too fucking slow. I couldn't take this any longer. I had tears in my eyes.

"Say it, Harold. Just say it" he started to pump a bit faster and harder. But not fast enough.

"Please" I begged, loosing the last bit of dignity. He chuckled.

"Well as I said before, if the boys weren't here I would be inside you by now..." He put a finger inside me and I gasped. After I had adjusted to the feeling he pumped into me with that damn thing. I moaned really loud, hoping the boys didn't hear me. 

"But since I'm bigger... It would be more like this" I moaned when he added a second finger.
"Or this" I moaned again when he added a third one.

"Fuck, Lou... Please!" I begged him again. Then he curved his fingers and started to pump in and out, while his other hand was working on my dick. I won't even try to describe the feeling, because I know I can't. I'll just say it was the best feeling I ever had. I felt like I was going to explode.

"Hold it, Harold!" Louis demanded. I knew what he meant and I didn't dare to disobey him. The pleasure was overwhelming and I really had to concentrate to prevent myself from making a sound and to prevent myself from coming right then.

"Hold it..." Lou said again still working on my member and pumping in and out of me. I couldn't!

"Fuck! Lou, I'm gonna..." I started but shut up because I needed to concentrate really hard.

"Come Haz... Come for me, Love" he purred into my ear. And I obeyed... With a loud moan, muffled by the pillow, I came into Lou's hand. For a few moments everything was black and when the stars disappeared, I leaned back panting heavily. 

Louis cleaned his hand on the blanket and chuckled. I turned around and said "I'm going to get you back for this, Tomlinson" I laid with my chest against his and felt it vibrate when he laughed.

"I really hope so" he said cheekily. He quickly watched the boys and then pressed his lips against mine. My heartbeat increased again and just when I wanted to kiss him back, he pulled away.

"Twat" I said but smiled.

"Mmh, love you too" he said smiling.

We fell asleep like that, me on his chest listening to his heartbeat and him tugging on my curls. I felt a feeling, I had really missed the past months. I felt happy.

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Okay, this sucks.... I don't know... What do you think? Please comment! :)

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