Don't Let Me Go (Larry fanfiction)

Chapter Five

(So this was insanely emotional! I hope you guys enjoy it! Thanks for reading!)

Chapter Four

Louis’ eyes are staring intently into mine. I take in the beautiful brightness in his blue eyes. His eyes seem bluer every time I look at them, so beautiful. He laces his fingers with mine, pulling my face close to his. “Harry, you believe me when I say I love you, right?”

I nod my head, “Of course Lou. Why wouldn’t I believe you?” What makes him question if I believe he loves me?  He shakes his head. “I have a question too. . .” I whisper. This is it, I’m going to ask him if we can finally have sex.

“What’s the question babe?” Louis looks at me curiously.

“I—I—will—you—“ I can’t finish my sentence, at a loss for words.

“Will I what? You can ask me, no need to be nervous,” he said softly.

“Can we—make love—“ I blurt out finally.

Louis’ lips turn into a smile. “I thought you’d never ask, yes of course we can.” He actually said yes, I smile back in shock a little. “Why do you seem shocked I said yes? I’ve just been waiting for you to ask. Now let’s go!” Louis takes my hand dragging me to my room.

He starts taking off my shirt, straddling me on the bed, kissing down my chest once it’s off. “Louis, I have one question before we get too far. Who’s going to be on top?” I blush slightly.

“Well. . .that can be up to you. I wouldn’t mind being a bottom if you want to be a top, at least this time around.” The terribly dirty thoughts about when I see Louis do his thrusts on stage come back to me. I bite my bottom lip nervously trying to decide if I should let him take control.

“Can you top? Your thrusts are a lot better than mine from what I’ve seen from you.” He chuckles and nods his head in agreement.

Louis starts taking off his shirt then his pants, throwing them on the floor. His body presses against mine as he starts taking off my tight jeans. “Harry, love, you’ve got to stop wearing such tight pants, damn.” I laugh a little at his comment while he takes them all the way off. I wrap my arms around his back, pulling his neck toward my lips. He starts moaning as I suck on his skin, kissing around his neck gently. Louis starts kissing down my chest again moving his hands towards the waistline of my boxers slowly. A shiver goes through my spine. He tugs at the waistline of my boxers teasingly, and I groan waiting for him to stop teasing.

“Louis—stop teasing—“ I say breathlessly. Louis smirks then grabs my dick hard through my boxers. A soft moan escapes my lips.  My back arches slightly as he pulls down my boxers some. Louis’ lips are soon sucking on my tip. My breath hitches in the back of my throat. He takes in more of my length slowly, I watch him, grabbing the sheets with my hands. As he bobs his head on my dick, I feel close to cumming. “I’m going to cum. . .” I whimper.

His lips immediately leave my dick after I say that. I look at him slightly angry because I was so close. “I don’t want you to cum until I’m actually in you,” Louis whispers. “Now flip over on your stomach babe.” He kisses me softly before turning me onto my stomach. Louis starts kissing down my back. I gasp when I feel his tongue on the outside of my hole. Louis holds onto my thighs as he slowly pushes his tongue in completely. He pulls his tongue out, putting in one of his fingers gently. It hurts slightly, but I take a deep breath to try to adjust to it. “Harry I’m not hurting you, am I?” Louis asks with worry in his voice.

“N-n-n-o—just trying to adjust—don’t stop,” I beg shakily.

“Alright—try to relax. I don’t wanna hurt you Harry.”