Pairing- Larry | Louis/Harry
Rating~Mature
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Harry was horny.
He knew it was shit timing as he and the boys had a signing in less than thirty minutes, but he couldn't help it- it was all Louis' fault. Louis, who's got a fucking quiff;Louis, who was standing a mere five feet from him looking so fucking hot in his t-shirt and jeans. It seemed plain to everyone else, Harry knew, but to him it was fucking hot.
His pants were tenting the longer his eyes lingered on his boyfriend, and he pulled his bottom lip into his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, Louis noticed Harry's stare and his cheeks turned a bright shade of scarlet. Paul was talking about security measures and rules but Harry heard none of it. He could practically feel the heat radiating from Louis skin, and it turned him on even more. Fuck, he was so horny.
"Hey, I gotta pee," Louis said suddenly, shooting Harry a meaningful glance. He smiled slightly in Paul's general direction and walked off, shooting one more glance inconspicuously in Harry's direction.
Harry fought hard to hide his smirk and excused himself as well, claiming he needed a drink of water. Paul let him go without a second thought, too wrapped up in rules and obligations and management to care. Harry walked off towards the bathrooms in the building they were staying in before it was time to go out. He pushed open the door and looked around, noticing Louis standing by the sinks. He let his smirk show this time, locking the door behind him with a resounding click.
Louis looked up from the mirror, and he stared at Harry with such intensity that it made the younger boy shiver. He didn't have time for pleasantries- things were getting serious down there. "Come here," Harry rasped, walking over to Louis and pulling his mouth in for a smashing kiss. Louis kissed back just as fiercely, pressing his body flush against Harry's. Harry moaned at the heat and hard-on Louis sported, wrapping his arms further around his boyfriend.
"Fuck Harry," Louis muttered, walking them back into the wall and pushing them against it. Harry moaned and grinded his dick on Louis' leg in quick motions, aching to get off. He'd never been this horny before, especially in public. But it was something about Louis that always got him going, even when he'd thought he couldn't feel any hotter about the boy.
Harry shoved his hands underneath Louis shirt, running his hands along his stomach, reveling in the shiver and moan that Louis ejected. "Want you," he said between kisses. Louis pressed himself closer to him, rubbing his growing dick along Harry's leg slowly.
"Want this?" Louis growled. His voice was low and raspy and fuck, Harry wanted him so bad.
"Ugh, Lou..." Harry detached himself from Louis' mouth and moved down his neck, sucking the hot skin there. Louis moaned loudly and made quick work of unbuttoning Harry's pants. Harry bucked up into his hands as he slid them down into his boxers, kneading at his dick softly. "Ugh, ahh, LOU!!"
He bucked up into his hands steadily, tweaking at Louis' nipples under his shirt. Louis moaned in his ear and pulled his hands out, making Harry whine. "Off," he rasped, undoing his own pants and yanking them down to his ankles. He seemed to be as horny as Harry was right now. Harry did as he was told, removing his shirt as well and throwing it in a random direction. Louis bent down and nibbled along his chest, talking a few moments to tweak his nipples with his tounge. Harry arched his back and hissed, his pulse beating in his ears, his skin hot. "Lou, I n-need...now..."
Louis stood upright, his breathing hard and, with strength that Harry nearly lost it to, picked the younger boy up and wrapped his legs around his hips, pushing them back into the wall. Harry moaned simply from the movement alone, gyrating onto Louis stomach.
"Dammit, you're needy today," Louis breathed into his neck.
"Yes," Harry hissed, "now finish me off before I beat you to it."
Louis let out a breathy chuckle before reaching between them to press his fingers into Harry's hole, two at once, pumping furiously. Harry threw his head back and moaned loudly, not caring if they were heard, not caring if Katie or Paul were to burst in right now; the only thing that mattered was Louis' fingers in his ass.
"N-no time," Harry muttered, "get in me, now."
"Shit," Louis moaned. He withdrew his fingers and spit on them to slick up his cock. "Impatient today are we?"
"Just fuck me, Lou," Harry rasped. His hips ground down onto Louis' instinctively, seeking friction. Louis grabbed his cock and guided it to Harry's hole. Without a word he slid in, causing Harry to moan brokenly at the pain from his girth. Once he was in balls-deep he began to move, starting slow then speeding up.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuck," Harry moaned with every pump of his boyfriend's cock, every pump causing searing but delicious pain to rip through him. Each moment unravelled him more and more, tightening his stomach more, making his head spin more. He looked down at Louis cock, at how it disappeared into Harry quickly, using his little tricks he knew would make Harry come hard and loud. He was pretty sure his pulse was now beating outside of his body, reverbating on the walls of the bathroom and echoing back into his ears. He looked up at Louis and locked eyes with him, the usually calm crulean now a dark lustful sapphire. One look was all it took and Harry lost it.
He tilted back his head and cried out, unfurling his load onto both their stomachs. Spurt after spurt came rushing out of him, his head spinning a thousand miles as minute as he screamed Louis name. He was sure that even the fans outside could hear him, but he didn't care. He could feel Louis eyes on him as he jerkily came soon after, and it took Harry's orgasm to a new level. Bright white stars burst in front of his eyes and sweat clung to his body as he rode out his orgasm. It was so hard it made his toes curl and his body convulse.
Louis slowly placed Harry back on the ground but he was so spent he couldn't even stand, opting instead to slip to the floor, his eyes still closed as the last dregs of the orgasm passed. He heard Louis slip down next to him and felt him lay his head on his shoulder. Harry swallowed deeply and opened his eyes, looking sideways at his boyfriend.
"That was-" His sentence was cut off by a loud rap at the door, making both the boys jump. "Harry, Louis?" It was Niall. "Paul says to come out now, it's time for the signing." Harry could hear the smile in his voice.
Louis fought to catch his breath for an answer, as Harry seemed unable to form a single thought, let alone a coherent sentence. "We'll be out in a moment," he called back, his voice cracking. He leaned over to Harry and kissed him softly, little pecks that made him moan tiredly. "C'mon babe, we gotta go." He kissed him again.
Harry sighed contentedly and stood up with a wince, pulling Louis with him. A few minutes later the two were cleaned up, dressed, and out into the sun with the rest of the band. Paul gave them knowing looks and adressed them to their seats. Fans lined up with their cameras and merchandise and Harry signed everything under his nose. He looked up whenever his name was called and smiled lazily into the lenses. He still felt sticky and sweaty, but he guessed it wouldn't too badly show what he'd just been up to.
"Harry you're sweaty!" a fan exclaimed. "You okay?"
Harry could do nothing but look dazedly at her and her camera- he bit his lip and opened his mouth to speak, but all he could think of was Louis dick and Louis taste and Louis' hitting his prostate over and over....
And hard as he tried, he couldn't fight the bulge that grew in his pants once more.
