The Boy Next Door - Larry Stylinson Fanfic AU (punk!louis and flowerchild!harry)

The First Time

The months passed and Louis and Harry's relationship couldn't be any better than it was before. Harry and Louis had gone on plenty of dates. They've even had cute little sappy anniversary dates and things like that. It had been 3 months since they've started dating and a lot of events happened throughout those months. For one thing it had been Louis' birthday and also they spent holidays together such as, Halloween, Thanks Giving and Christmas. They often went out together . They got weird looks from people but they couldn't care less. It was early January and the leaves from the trees had fallen and were now covered in snow.

It was both Louis' and Harry's day off today and they we're over at Harry's cuddling in his room. Watching some romantic movie that Harry had picked out on Netflix. They weren't paying any attention to the film nor were they they talking they were just enjoying each others presence. Harry looked up at Louis. Louis didn't notice or look back. It didn't bother Harry though he knew Louis was lost in thought. And if he wasn't then he wondered why the hell he had that look on his face. Harry pressed his lips to Louis' jawline and started to slowly suck on it. Then he moved down to Louis' neck. Louis looked down slightly at Harry and yep Harry sure was leaving love bites all over his neck and jawline. He didn't mind though.

But then Harry sucked on that one spot that drove Louis insane. It was that spot, his sweet spot. Harry knew it because Louis let out a moan when Harry sucked harder on that same spot. Louis knew Harry was doing that on purpose he just knew it. Though they've never had sex before. It was quite odd if you asked him. He didn't care that they hadn't shagged. But he did though wonder why? Harry stopped sucking on Louis' neck leaving a purple-blue mark on it. Louis looked at Harry and asked "hey uh, Harry? How come we've never....you know had sex before?". Harry's blushed a light pink at that question "oh uhm.......I'm a...virgin" he confessed shyly.

"You are? Harry that's okay" Louis smiled at Harry. Harry looked back at him shyly "But-...I don't want to be one......anymore" "H-Harry...you..you want me to be your first?" Louis asked suddenly and Harry nodded. "Are you sure about this, Harry?" Louis asked the boy wrapped around his arms. He nodded again. Louis’ eyes softened, feeling strange guilt inside of him that he had no explanation for. “Haz, we don’t have to if you’re not ready for it. It’s a really big step and I don’t want to pressure-“ Louis explained before being cut off by Harry’s lips on his. He sighed into it, kissing back. As they broke apart, Harry smiled nervously at Louis. “Lou, I’m sure. I trust you with my life,” Harry told him earnestly. Louis nodded nervously. Those were really powerful words and he wasn’t sure he was ready to be doing this.

Louis smiled at Harry still feeling a bit guilty about taking away Harry's innocence. But if Harry wanted this, Then Louis was going to go through this. And he was glad it was him that got to take something so special from the boy he loved. They both took off each other's clothes slowly and gently. Louis trails both hands down the curve of Harry's back and down to his bum, using one hand to pull him apart while the other presses a slicked up finger to his entrance. Harry gasps and breaks their kiss, tucking his head against Louis' neck. Louis can feel the tickle of his eyelashes there.He draws tight circles, and he can feel Harry spasm repeatedly against his finger. He presses the tip in and doesn't stop until he's in to the knuckle.

“Like that, baby?” Louis murmured, placing opened mouth kisses all over the pale skin of Harry’s torso. Harry nodded quickly. “Uh huh, like it a lot,”. Harry bit his lip, arching his back slightly. “Lou…” he whined. Louis smirked. “What, baby?” “Just…stop teasing me, Lou,” Harry begged softly. Louis can tell Harry's trying not to push back on his hand, somewhat failing. Louis pushes another finger against him and within half a minute he's got the two digits deep inside. All Harry can do is mouth at his throat helplessly as Louis fingers him. “So beautiful, Haz. So lucky to have you, love,” Louis murmured before taking hold of Harry’s length in his hand, pumping it slowly. Louis opened his mouth, slipping Harry’s shiny head between his thin lips. He took him into his mouth, opening wide until he could fit most of it down his throat. The image was too much for Harry to handle. “L-Lou…s-stop…can’t cum t-this way…” Harry stuttered. And this was his first time; of course he wasn’t going to last long. Louis pulled off with a pop and smiled up at Harry.

"I'm good," Harry insists and Louis draws his fingers out slowly.Louis turns them until they're flipped and Harry is underneath. His legs come up to lock around Louis' waist lazily. Louis nuzzles his face into Harry's playfully and Harry laughs, growling as he pulls Louis' mouth to his. They kiss unhurried for a few minutes and then Harry reaches down and takes Louis in his fist, and guides him inside of him. "You're doing so good, babe" Louis murmured in Harry's ear. “Yeah, I’m just…new to this…” Harry mumbled, a blush on his cheeks. Louis smiled softly, kissing his rosy cheeks. “You’re doing fine, baby,” Louis soothed softly. Harry took a deep breath, nodding his head hesitantly. “Just tell me if you’re too uncomfortable to continue, okay? We can wait,” Harry just shook his head. “Don’t want to wait for you, Lou. Please,” he begged in a whisper.

Louis holds his breath and stares down at Harry below him. “Babe, this is going to sting a little…” Louis muttered. Harry’s eyes squeezed shut, not enjoying the new invasion. “You have to relax, baby,” Louis murmured softly. Harry swallowed hard, gripping the sheets. Eventually, Harry felt comfortable with Louis’ member inside of him, and it even felt sort of nice. “Feel good, babe?” Louis asked. Harry nodded. “Uh huh. Feels good, Lou. So good,” Harry moaned, gently fucking himself onto his boyfriend. "I'm gonna start moving okay, love?" Harry nodded weakly. Louis gently moved his hips, almost all the way in before he heard a sob escape Harry’s lips. Louis’ worried eyes quickly flickered up to see his boyfriend crying. His face red and scrunched up, hot tears streaming down his cheeks. “Harry,” Louis said quickly, pulling out. “Lou, please keep going,” Harry begged softly. “I’m hurting you,” Louis stated. “I don’t care. I’ll get over it. Keep going, Lou. Please,” Harry insisted. 

Louis was slow and gentle, but Harry still cried. The older boy leaned over, putting a hand on his cheek and wiping away the falling tears. “Baby, just relax. It’s okay, baby,” he murmured, kissing his neck. Harry whimpered. “Hurts, Lou,” he muttered. “Let me stop if it hurts, Haz,” he whispered, stopping the movement of his hips. “No, Louis. Just…I don’t want to stop,” Harry rushed out. He didn’t want to stop. He wanted to feel connected this way with Louis, he just didn’t want it to hurt so much. “Here, let me try something,” Louis mumbled, holding Harry’s hips at a different angle, causing the head of his penis to brush Harry’s prostate, making him yelp. “Oh…oh my god, Lou. Do that again. PleasePleasePlease,” he begged. Louis smiled to himself, thrusting in once more. “Ah! Oh god, Louis,” Harry moaned, digging his fingernails into Louis’ shoulders. “So tight, Harry. So fucking tight,” Louis groaned, picking up the pace of his thrusts, hitting the younger boy’s bundle of nerves perfectly each time. Louis went to wrap his hand around Harry’s neglected cock, but Harry pushed him away. “N-no, Lou. Want to get there,” Harry muttered, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. “You’re so good, baby. Look so beautiful. Doing so, so good,” Louis murmured, placing kisses down his neck and chest, thrusts becoming slightly erratic. “I-I can’t last much longer, Lou. Feels s-so good. Oh, shit, Louis. Ah,” Harry moaned, tightening around Louis’ cock. “Go ahead, baby. Go ahead,” he whispered.

With a shout of his boyfriend’s name, he was coming all over the two sweaty bodies. After a few more thrusts, Louis was moaning Harry’s name, cuming deep inside of him. They were both panting hard before Louis leaned down, kissing the younger boy. Louis pulled out slowly, Harry whining at the emptiness. He lay next to him, picking up the exhausted boy in his arms. And cuddling with him until they both fell asleep.