I saw Harry sitting on the couch, watching Tv as I walked downstairs at around 1 50 AM. Might as well get this whole thing over with...
"Harry what are you doing up so late?" I asked the large figure sprawled out over the couch. He turned his head in my direction," Oh hey, Boo, sorry if I woke you, I couldn't sleep," He smiled weakly. I shook my head as if to say that he didnt wake me, heading over to sit beside him,"You could have come to sleep in my bed you know," I nudged his elbow. He looked over at me again, his eyes lighting up," Really? I wouldn't want to disturb you," He replied, sounding a little concerned,"Of course, Haz! Don't be silly, you're always welcome in my bed," I gave him a cheeky wink. He blushed slightly, nodding. I grabbed his hand aftering turning off the Tv, and leading him up to my room.
Harry walked into my room first and threw off his shirt so he was only in a pair of sweats. I did the same and crawled into bed after him, cuddling close to his bare chest,"Boo, what are you doing?" he asked so quietly I almost couldn't hear. I could feel his heart beating a little faster and his breathing got slightly heavier, was he nervous or something? We cuddle all the time..
"Cuddling," I finally spoke up after a minute. Harry didn't reply, instead, he slowly started moving his arm over my stomach, stopping over my abs, starting to trace them lightly for a moment, before continuing to my lower back and pulling me closer to him. I nuzzled my head in his neck, maybe I should just test this..
I leave a light kiss right under his ear, his sweetspot. He shivered slightly. I smiled to myself, I didn't know I had such an affect on him. I wonder why he's reacting this way though.
I'm interupted from my thoughtsby Harry shuffling around and pulling me even harder into his body, intertwining our legs," Harry.." I mumbled. He moved his head down to my ear,"Yeah, Boo?" He whispered almost.. seductively,"N-nothing, nevermind," I gulped. He chuckled lightly and respositioned his head to where it was before. Fine, if he wants teasing, he'll get teasing.
Wait what are doing? Are we.. flirting? Ohh who cares, get your head in the game..
I bring my hand down from his back, putting slight pressure on my fingertips. I didn't stop there though. I keep going, farther and farther, until I reached his abs. I traced lightly over them, daring to dip below and trace his boxer line, before going back up to his abs.
This earned a low moan from Harry,"Louis, don't tease," he whimpered," Why not?" I smirked in his ear," Because you shouldn't start what you can't finish," he replied, breathing heavily," Well what if I can?" I nibbled his ear lobe, my hand dipping back down to his boxer line, my pinky slipping slightly under,"Boo..." He moaned again.
"You're right, Goodnight!" I suddenly stopped, turning over so my back was towards him.
"Fucking tease," He huffed.
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The Tease (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionTeasing is what Harry and Louis do. It's their thing. Even when they're alone at their flat. But what happens when Liam decides these two need to confess their love for eachother.. Let the teasing begin