Coming Out Of My Shell (And The Closet)~ Larry Stylinson

Chapter Ten

*Louis' POV*

"Susan Boyle." Harry said, his voice low

I snorted.

"What?" I asked, laughingly

"Nothing." Harry blushed

"No, tell me." I grinned, bouncing up and down for a second before remembering I was on Harry's lap.

He groaned loudly and sat straighter, making me sit on more of his knees than his thighs.

I wondered what he was doing. He wanted me close, but not too close. I glanced to where I'd been sitting on his lap and smirked at what I saw.

Harry wanted me.

I moved back to where I had been sitting.

"Louis." Harry warned, pushing me back

I slid my fingers into his hair and moved even closer.

"Who do you want that badly, Harry? Having fantasies including fit girls? Beaches? Cats and giggling? Is that why you said Susan Boyle?" I whispered, trying to make my voice sound breathlessly sexy

Harry shut his eyes tight and tried to move me again.

I stayed put, and continued to run my fingers through his curls.

He tensed and opened his brilliantly green eyes.

"Do you want a massage like you gave me earlier? " I asked softly

"Sure." Harry nodded, finally able to move me.

I made him lay down, and I sat on his back like he'd sat on mine earlier.

I stripped Harry's shirt off and he looked over questioningly. I shrugged.

"It helps me know pressure points better. I could guess, but your torso is longer than most people's so its just more accurate. " I said, telling only part of the truth.

"Oh. Kay." He smiled up at me and then closed his eyes

I looked down at his back. He was lean and muscular, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

I touched my fingers lightly to his shoulders and gently started to work out the tension in his muscles.

He whimpered softly, and I froze.

"Are you okay?" I asked

"That hurt for a second but then felt really good." He murmured

I repeated the circle I had made on his shoulder and he shuddered.

I moved on and got the rest of his back, occasionally getting a moan or two from Harry.

I laughed and rolled off of him when I was done.

"That was hot." I teased

"What was?" Harry asked, looking at me strangely

"Your moaning. It was like 'uuuuggh.' And 'ohh' " I laughed, mimicking his moans

"No, your impression of it was hot." Harry grinned

My smile dropped and I looked into his eyes. Even through his laugh, he looked sincere.

Then his cheeks turned pink and he buried his face in his pillow.

"Hey. Its fine. I know I'm sinfully sexy." I laughed, turning Harry to face me

We laughed and I hugged him close.

He accidentally hit me with his cast. I winced slightly out of instinct.