[ I'm sorry for not updating, I got really caught up with school and my laptop was being a fucking cunt. And I will be writing another story, it's Larcel. Punk Louis/ Marcel. So look out for that!
Sorry this is short, next will be longer and there will be scenes with smut, I've gotton request for Louis in lacy panties and that will happen.]
You can actually tell and feel when you’re starting to fade away from someone. The conversations get shorter, they get less meaningful, less exciting. You can feel the wall that’s coming up between you two. And then in the end, you’re back to being strangers."
The throaty groan that escaped Harry's lips was enough to send Louis to the edge, Louis wasn't even thinking about his actions at this point, he was in boxers, taking off Harry's pants not taking a second to separate their lips. Harry helped by kicking them off, then slipping out of his shirt. "I want you to ride me." Harry whispered in Louis ear. Louis could feel the bumps trickling on his skin. It's been quite a while, since Louis has had sex, he normally just wanks in the bathroom shower.
Louis nodded approvingly, his hand moving to the waist band of Harry's boxers. He let his hand grip Harry's length, teasing at first. "Fuck- don't- do- that-" Harry whimpered. Louis' hand trails down Harry's waist and runs over the outside of his thigh before he dips his thumb underneath the waistband of Harry's boxers, running along the sensitive skin. Harry gasps out, unable to stop his hips from bucking towards the touch. Louis grabbed Harry's length. Pumping it slowly at first. Harry connecting their lips and letting whimpers escape his mouth. Louis pumped faster, he always like this feeling, the feeling of seeing Harry arching his back in pleasure under him. The feeling of Harry being completely vulnerable. Harry wrapped his arms around Louis waist, making Louis grind on him, letting out whimpers of his own as he felt Harry grab his ass, making Louis grind on him deeper and harder. Louis wanted to pleasure Harry, but Harry stopped him from removing his boxers. "Not tonight, love." Harry rasped into Louis ear. Louis could feel the chills running down his spine. "Just please let me pleasure you." Louis whispered, his mouth moving to the waist band of Harry's boxers, receiving a whimper coming from Harry's mouth. Louis had Harry's length in his left hand, moving it up and down slowly as he looked up at Harry who had his mouth parted slightly and was whispering Louis name quietly. He soon replaced his hand with his lips, his tounge swirling around Harry's length, he felt Harry buck his hips and Louis could feel his eyes stinging from the forced effect, he started taking more of Harry in and was sucking faster and faster, his tounge swirling to make Harry loose his edge. "Fuck Lou- I'm gonna-" Harry groaned as he couldn't stop himself from cumming down Louis throat. Louis smiled, knowing that he pleased Harry.
Louis nuzzled his head into Harry's neck. Surprised by the words that came out of his own mouth. "I never stopped loving you." Louis spilled, half of his mind regret saying what he just said. "I never stopped loving you, too." Harry said grabbing Louis closer to him. Louis traced the lines of Harry's tattoos. "Will this all be a mistake in the morning?" Harry said looking at him. "I- I don't know.." Louis responded quietly. "You always knew how to give could blow jobs. Can't wait to return the favor." Harry smiled lazily. Louis felt his face flush. "You're drunk, shut up." Louis giggled like a school boy with his crush. "Not really." Harry mumbled quietly the pillow he moved in front of his face blocking the sound of his voice. "What?" Louis said looking at him. "I said-..." Harry mumbled again. "What?" Louis repeated. Looking at Harry who had passed out on his pillow. "I love you, so much." Louis whispered in Harry's ear as he kissed Harry goodnight. "I love you, more." Harry said this time his voice audible. Louis smiled, feeling himself blush as Harry wrapped his arms around Louis waist, Louis almost on top of Harry.
