Louis' P.O.V.
I have never seen Harry wobble so much.
As he got out of bed to go to the bathroom, he didn't even try hide his limp.
I felt so bad. I followed him in and draped my arms around his waist and sighed "Babe, I'm sorry."
I kissed his shoulder as I continued to mumble apologises. "I'm not." Harry said in a low voice.
I stopped mid kiss hovering over his shoulder to consider what Harry had just said.
"But babe you look really sore. Your limp is terrible. No offense." I said in a low voice still sounding extremely sad and remorseful.
Harry snorted. "Dude I have never cum so hard and so many times in my life. Totally worth a little pain, plus the limp will go down a bit after a shower. Hot water always helps."
"Whatever you say babe." I let go of his waist and spun him to place a chaste kiss on his lips lingering again trying to give him something else to focus on other then the pain that resulted in last night's activities.
I let go and let him get into the shower gingerly as I began to brush my teeth, something Harry had already done for himself.
After I had washed my face and peed, I placed a plastic bag thing over my cast and stepped into the shower as well.
Harry turned upon my entrance and smirked. "What's with the supermarket bag over your hand?" He chuckled at his own joke.
"Oi piss off! I'm not allowed get my cast wet and I want to give you head, so shut up and appreciate the gesture and stop mocking me." I said sassily but smiled throughout so Harry knew I wasn't mad.
"I knew I put up with you for a reason." Harry said before pulling me in, cupping my cheeks.
Our tongues played together for a few minutes, not even bothering with teasing before I stopped and began edging my way down further.
I made sure I bit and teased Harry's 4 nipples until they were all perky and Harry was a whimpering mess. "I love the way I can make you whimper and I haven't even touched you." I said lowly holding eye contact until I pointedly looked down to emphasise my point.
Harry couldn't even form a sentence just groaned in what seemed agreement.
I bit along the line of hair just under Harry's belly button and stopped just ghosting breath over the area before I kissed his thighs chastely.
I bit once before licking a long stripe on the underside.
Harry almost screamed in pleasure but settled for a string of loud and obscene curse words.
I circled the head before taking him in further and further until my nose bit the previously bitten and teased hair.
Harry began to rock slightly and I looked up at him, almost smirked and nodded my head slightly as I loosened the grip on his hips.
He went wide eyed realising what I was implying before catching up and rocking slowly, building up speed.
The prodding of the back of my throat made me moan and spread vibrations which had Harry rocking erratically.
Harry let out a final loud broken groan and stilled.
I closed my mouth as I enjoyed the feeling before detaching myself, when Harry was ready, standing to almost eye level (he is a lot taller then me), and swallowed holding eye contact before licking my lips and plunging my tongue into Harry's mouth.
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Co-Captains (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionHarry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.