Nothing without you [L.S] AU

Chapter 17:First times

Louis's House

The night was quiet, the only sounds being the gentle rustling of leaves outside and the occasional hum of a distant car. Inside Louis's room, the atmosphere was thick with anticipation and the lingering warmth of their earlier moments together. Louis and Harry had spent the evening wrapped in each other's arms, their connection deepening with each tender kiss and shared touch.

As they lay together on Louis's bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light over their bodies. Their earlier make-out session had left them both yearning for more, and the passion between them was palpable.

Louis brushed a lock of Harry's wet hair away from his face, his fingers lingering to caress the smooth skin of Harry's cheek. Harry's eyes fluttered open, and he gazed at Louis with a mix of desire and vulnerability.

"Are you sure?" Louis asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He wanted to make sure that Harry felt as ready and willing as he did.

Harry nodded, his eyes reflecting a deep trust. "Yes, I'm sure. I want this, with you."

Louis's heart raced as he leaned in to kiss Harry again. Their lips met in a slow, sensual kiss that conveyed the depth of their feelings. Louis's hands roamed gently over Harry's body, exploring and savoring the warmth beneath his fingers.

As they began to undress each other, Louis's hands moved with a mixture of tenderness and eagerness. When Harry's clothes were removed, Louis noticed faint scars on Harry's thighs—marks that spoke of past pain. His heart ached at the sight, and he hesitated, gently touching the scars.

"Harry," Louis said softly, his voice filled with concern. "What happened?"

Harry's eyes fell, a mix of shame and sadness in them. "It's from a time when I struggled... with self-harm. I've been working through it, but I didn't want to burden you with it."

Louis looked at Harry with compassion, his heart aching for him. "You don't have to hide anything from me. I'm here for you."

Harry met Louis's gaze, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and vulnerability. "Thank you. I've been trying to move past it, but it's been hard."

Louis nodded, brushing a gentle kiss against Harry's forehead. "We'll get through this together. I care about you, more than you know."

With a reassuring smile, Louis continued undressing, and Harry did the same, their hands exploring each other with newfound urgency. The air between them was charged with anticipation and longing.

As Louis reached for the lube, he looked at Harry, his expression thoughtful. "Do you want to use protection?"

Harry's eyes met Louis's with a hint of hesitation. "Actually, I'd prefer not to use a condom. I trust you, and I want this to be as intimate as possible."

Louis hesitated for a moment, his gaze searching Harry's. "Are you sure? I want to make sure you're comfortable and safe."

Harry nodded, his eyes sincere. "Yes, I'm sure. I trust you, and I want us to be close."

Louis took a deep breath, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and responsibility. He set the condom aside and, with careful hands, applied lube to both himself and Harry, ensuring they were both prepared for their first time together. He moved slowly, guiding Harry into a position that would make their experience as comfortable as possible.

As they finally came together, their bodies pressed close, Louis's movements were deliberate and filled with tenderness. He positioned himself carefully, taking his time as he slowly thrust into Harry. The sensation was intense and electrifying, and Louis could feel every shiver of pleasure that ran through Harry.

Harry gasped, his eyes widening as Louis's thrusts began to build a rhythm. The pleasure was overwhelming, and he cried out, "Louis! Oh, Louis!" His voice was a mix of ecstasy and disbelief, his hands gripping the sheets as he felt the waves of sensation wash over him.

Louis's breath quickened, his movements becoming more passionate as he matched Harry's cries with fervent thrusts. The connection between them was undeniable, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Each thrust was met with a moan from Harry, and Louis could feel the heat and pleasure intensify with every movement.

The room was filled with the sounds of their shared passion, each moan and sigh a testament to their connection. Their eyes locked, and in those moments, it was clear that this was more than just physical—it was a culmination of their feelings and their bond.

As they reached the peak of their passion, their bodies entwined and their breaths mingling, Harry whispered softly, "I love you."

Louis, overwhelmed by emotion and joy, responded with equal tenderness, "I love you too."

Their shared words hung in the air as they held each other close, the intensity of their connection creating a profound sense of intimacy and closeness. They collapsed into each other's arms, their bodies glistening with sweat and their hearts full.

Aftermath

Wrapped in each other's embrace, they lay together, their breathing gradually slowing. Louis traced gentle patterns on Harry's skin, his touch soothing and affectionate. Harry snuggled closer, his head resting on Louis's chest.

"Thank you," Harry murmured, his voice filled with gratitude and contentment. "For being here, for understanding."

Louis kissed the top of Harry's head, his heart swelling with happiness. "There's no place I'd rather be."

As they lay together, Louis made sure Harry felt secure and loved. He held him close, his hands caressing Harry's back and shoulders. In the quiet of the night, Louis felt a deep sense of peace and connection.

"I love you," Louis whispered again, his voice soft and filled with sincerity.

Harry, still awake but lost in the comfort of Louis's embrace, smiled softly to himself. He didn't respond aloud, but the warmth and trust in his eyes spoke volumes.

As the minutes passed, they drifted into a peaceful sleep, their bodies intertwined and their hearts full. The night had been a perfect culmination of their love and connection, setting the stage for a future filled with hope and promise.