Catch Me If You Can (Larry Stylinson/Marcel)

Ch.6

Louis' POV

I fumble with the door lock till I hear a click noise. I slowly creak the door open then shut it behind me quietly.

I sneak around and try to find my way to the room.

"Shit!" I curse as I knock something over and it makes a loud bang.

I doubt anyone will notice.

As I enter what I'm guessing is the living room, I hear footsteps on wood then a light being flicked on. "Louis?"

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Marcel's POV

"Louis?" I ask as he turns around and faces me.

Why is he in my house at 3:00 at night?! "Louis what the fuck. Why are you here?" I ask him.

He shrugs and steps closer to me. "I came to see you, silly." He says and grabs my wrist.

His grip is strong and painful. "Louis let go. You're hurting me." I state.

He doesn't let go. He just stands there and smiles. "I-I thought we could have some fun baby." He slurs a little.

His breathe hits my nostrils and it smells of heavy liquor. I look at his eyes and they are bloodshot. "Louis are you drunk?" I ask him.

He laughs. "So what if I am. That doesn't change the fact that I'm getting what I want and what I want is you." He stares and quickly pins me up against my wall.

I try to get free but he is much more stronger than me. "Louis, fucking let go of me!" I yell in his face.

He slaps me hard after that. "Don't fucking yell at me you fucking punk!" He yells back then crushes his forceful lips onto mine. My cheek burns and tears slip from my eyes.

I struggle at getting free but I finally do.

I run to my room before he can catch me and hide in my closet.

Thanks mom for taking all the locks off of every single damn door in the house before you left for your vacation, you crazy asshole.

I hear my bedroom door open loudly then heavy footsteps. "Y-you can't hide forever, M-marcel." He slurs.

I peek threw the crack in the door. He stumbles on clothes as he rips my blankets off of my bed. His face shows that he is getting pissed off. "I'm gonna find you, you little shit." He says and steps closer to my closet. I remove my eye from the crack and shrink back into my clothes.

"I know you're in here Marcel. I told you couldn't hide." He says. I see the closer doors being opened and an angry Louis peering in.

He smiles when he sees me. "I knew you were in here." He says and grabs my wrist.

He tugs me from my sitting position and throws me on my bed. "Now be a good boy for me." He whispers as he literally rips my shirt off of my body.

"Stop!" I cry out. He proceeds with a sickening smile.

Next we removes my pants and underwear. He licks his lips as he looks down at my body. I start to shake. He is going to hurt me...

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Louis' POV

I look at Marcel's stunning body. He's so fucking hot.

I can't take this anymore!

I take my clothes off and start desperately kissing him. He struggles under my strong hold on his chest. "Stop struggling. You'll love this." I say to him then slip my index finger in my mouth and suck on it.

I place it at his arse entrance and slide it in. A moan slips out of his lips and I smile.

I know he wants me.

He's shaking and struggling a little bit, but he's slowly submitting.

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Marcel's POV

A moan escapes my lips as he slides one finger into me. I start to cry as he keeps going.

He slips another in and this time I moan even louder. "See baby. What did I tell ya? I knew you would like it." He says to me as he keeps pumping his fingers into me.

I cry even harder.

All I can do is cry and moan.

It feels so good but at the same time I hate it. This shouldn't be happening. This is rape.

Louis is raping me...

"Louis st-" I finish my sentence with a moan as his fingers go in deeper.

He chuckles.

He thinks this is funny?! "Louis y-you're drunk. J-just st-stop ple- ugh!" I roll my head back as intense pleasure shocks through me.

"Are you ready for the real thing?" He asks me as he slides his fingers in me one last fine.

I start to cry again. "No!" I yell as he thrusts into me.

He soothes my curls back as he thrusts into me deeper. He starts kissing my cheek and neck.

I let out a moan and he smiles on to my neck. "That's right. It's okay to moan." He whispers in my ear then moans. "You're so tight." He says to me then groans into my ear.

"You're so handsome, Marcel. I love you. I love you so much. I know it's only been two d- oh god." He says as he groans from a deep thrust. "Days but I love you." He starts thrusting harder and deeper.

I moan and scratch all the way down his back. He moans also. "Keep scratching my back, baby." I do as I'm told and keep scratching his back.

I dip my nails in deep and drag. He seems to get pleasure from it.

He kisses me passionately, repeating that he loves me over and over again.

He takes a couple last thrusts before we both cum at the same time. "That was amazing." Louis says then pulls my blanket over us and cuddles into me.

I can't help but drift off to sleep in his arms.