Your Infection's my Discretion (Larry Stylinson - Vampire AU)[On Hold]

Chapter 18 (a smidge mature)

Harry was used to pleasure, he was used to sex and he loved it. But he had never quite felt like this before, this pleasure was different. It was more satisfying than anything he's ever felt and he couldn't help but be confused because he seemed to think that pleasure was pleasure and it all felt the same. But this one was intense, his skin had never felt so hot before nor had every inch of his body been so sensitive.

He was able to feel even the slightest brush of Louis' fingertips across his bare torso and every exhale Louis made that fanned across the skin on his neck. He was also able to feel Louis' mind without even trying, without even making an effort to get inside his head to see what he wanted and to feel what he felt. There was no effort needed into trying to read Louis' mind.

He gasped when Louis' teeth nipped at the skin at the crook of his neck. If anybody else had done that to him he would have felt a sharp pain, but this wasn't the case when Louis had done it. Harry suppressed a moan when Louis began to suck a love bite into his skin and the smaller vampire's fingers began to tangle themselves in Harry's curly hair.

Louis' skin was soft and Harry could feel the muscles in his arms when Louis let go of his neck and pushed himself up. Louis didn't work out, he didn't exercise, but the muscles in his body had remained as if he did. Harry guessed it was a vampire thing.

His breath hitched in his throat when Louis cupped him through his trousers and his hand flew to his wrist, looking up at the smaller vampire with sudden wide eyes. There had been no hesitation in his actions like there had been when they were on the aeroplane to come to England and Harry was quite surprised.

"Well, aren't you excited?" Louis asked with a teasing smirk.

Harry tensed briefly before relaxing and he smirked back, "Aye. But you're the one who grabbed me." He laughed breathlessly and groaned in the back of his throat when Louis squeezed him. He looked down when Louis began to fumble with his belt buckle and watched in silence when he successfully got it undone and he was quick to unbuckle and unzip his jeans and begin to pull them down. Harry lifted his hips so he could get his trousers off.

Louis' eyes widened at the sight of Harry's erection and he said in a small astonished voice, "I don't remember you being this big." Harry looked down in confusion and he rose an eyebrow at the smaller vampire.

"Looks pretty normal to me." Harry choked on his words when Louis' hand wrapped around him. Louis had a little smirk on his face at his success in silence Harry, cutting short any comments the younger man might make that would make Louis look a bit like an idiot.

Although he had done this once before, Louis still hesitated on moving his hand upward, but when he had he had gotten the reaction he had hoped for. Harry's eyes closed, his mouth was slightly open and his cheeks were tinted pink with a look of pleasure on his face. The boy's heart was racing and his skin felt incredibly hot with a light layer of sweat coating his skin.

Louis moved his hand downward and all the air left Harry's lungs─he had never been so sensitive in his life.

Harry's hips bucked up into Louis' hand and the younger vampire moaned at the feeling of friction and stimulation. Had this been anyone else, Harry would have complained that they were going too slow, but there was something about the lack of speed of Louis' movements that was far more arousing than that of the normal pace Harry liked to go.

"That's cute, you're speechless," Louis teased with a barely audible chuckle when Harry made a sound of protest in the back of his throat to his words.

He hadn't expected it and was taken by surprise when Harry sat up, removed his hand from his hard-on and he switched their positions. Louis was laying on his back and Harry was quickly unbuckling his trousers. Louis' eyes were wide at how fast and strong Harry actually was, not even realising what had happened until he felt the emptiness in his hand and his eyes were fixed on the ceiling.