Pretty Boy

Five

To Harry's amusement, he giggles when his foot misses a step on the stairs, making him lurch forward. Luckily Louis' hands are latched onto his hips, and he catches Harry before he can fall on his face.

"Careful my Sweets," Louis whispers as he helps Harry up the rest of the stairs, the whole time Harry giggling. When they finally reached the top, Louis grips Harry's hand in his and weaves in and out of the teens already up stairs. Harry let Louis pull him along, smiling cheekily because wow, did Louis have a nice ass.

When they reach the first door, Harry watches with excited eyes as Louis bangs on the door, loud enough so the people who might be in there could here. When the shout of a deep voice telling them to fuck off and light moans coming a few seconds after, Louis quickly moved on to the next one.

When no one shouts and they can't hear any sound coming from the room, Louis opens the door and thanks the lord when it's empty. Not wasting anymore time, Louis pushes Harry against the wall and traps him with his arms above his head, making Harry squeal.

"Did you think it was fun teasing me," Louis says lowly as he skims his lips over Harry's collar bone, "Grinding your arse against a female, biting your lip knowing that I was watching?"

Harry breaths heavily through his nose because Louis is just so close and Louis is touching him and Louis' lips is on his skin and just Louis Louis Louis. Goose bumps rise on his skin when he feels Louis' wet tongue lick a wide stripe from the base of his neck to the tip of his jaw.

"Taste good," Louis hums against him, never separating his lips from Harry for too long because its just so soft, "like strawberries."

Harry whimpers when Louis starts to nip on the area just behind his ear, the sound going straight to Louis' hardening cóck. The boy just sounds so pretty and Louis can't wait to hear what he really sounds like with his cóck up his arse. Bet he'll sound beautiful.

Louis wants more, wants to hear more of Harry's voice, wants to here him make more pretty noises, so he starts to grind his groin against Harry's, making sure to get their pricks to rub together while still licking and sucking at his neck.

To Louis' satisfaction, Harry breathes out a high pitched oh. Harry starts to push back into him, making their hard ons rub faster, harder. Harry tosses his head back to let Louis have more access to his neck. Biting, licking and sucking, Louis moves up so that his lips are at the corner of Harry's.

Pulling away just a fraction of an inch, he teases Harry and glides his tongue along Harry's bottom lip. Then he goes and gently bites it, pulling it back and then letting it go so it bounces back.

God this boy has sinful lips.

Giving into his urges, Louis licks into Harry's mouth and massages his with Harry's.

"Mmm," Louis swallows Harry's high pitched moan and sucks his tongue into his mouth.

Pulling away and making Harry pout, because that was the best French kiss he was ever giving, Louis grips his thighs and wraps them around his waist. In the short amount of time that it takes for him to reach the bed, Harry took his turn and started to leave his marks on Louis, no doubt he has multiple bruises.

Being to distracted with dancing his tongue on Louis' skin, Harry squeals when his back lands on the bed.

"Turn around." Louis demands, and Harry's body is shivering with goose bumps because Louis' voice has become deeper and rougher. Scrambling up, Harry gets on his hands and knees, spreading his legs like a good boy. His breathe hitches when he feels Louis' warm hands land on the back of his knees.

Louis slowly trailed them up his milky thighs, driving Harry's dress to ride higher and higher. He skims his hand on Harry's ass, barely putting any pressure and pushes the dress to rest on the curve of his back.

When Louis first catches sight of the white cotton panties spending on the swell of Harry's bum, his pants become too tight for his constricting cóck.

"Fuck," He breathe out and he leans down so his nose is pressing against Harry's right cheek so he can breath in the musk of the pretty boy. He trails his nose down so that it tickles Harry's pretty thighs. The smooth skin is cold against his face and he can't help but bring his hands to kneed and squeeze the thickness.

"Please..." Harry whimpers out when he feels that Louis' face is close, but not close enough.

"Alright darling," Louis gives in by that just one word, plus he doesn't think his dîck can wait much longer. "I want to try something, okay love?"

Harry quickly shakes his head - because right now he'll let this bad boy do anything to him, just as long as he gets to cum - but then he quickly mumbles a yes yes yes when he realizes Louis can't exactly can't see him.

Giving one more admirable rub to Harry's thighs, Louis quickly pulls put the packet of lube before stripping off his leather pants(which took him a strangled amount of time because of their fucking tightness) and his Calvin Klein boxers. He climbs back on the bed and sits on his heels as he ponders for a moment. He doesn't know whether or not he should take off Harry's panties, but then he thought he'd wait another day to open his present.

Louis grips Harry's thighs and pushes them back together so they're firmly pressed together.

"W-what're you doing?" Harry asks in confusion.

"You'll see baby, just squeeze you're thighs together, that's right good boy." Louis praises the moment he sees the muscles contracting.

Louis pushes his pointer finger between them to test it out and he nearly groans at the tightness. Gosh he's going to love this. That's when Harry realizes what he's going to do and he can't help but let out a moan because that's so fucking hot.

Louis lubes himself up, fisting himself and making sure to get himself all slicked up. Then he's pushing his head between Harry's thighs, then pulling out when he hears Harry's gasp.

"Take out your cóck baby." Louis instructs him. He watches as Harry pushes his hands in his panties before pulling out his prick, leaking precum.

Damn, even his dîck his pretty.

Then Louis' pressing in again, but this time he doesn't stop. He slips in between Harry's meaty thighs, the silky-ness squeezing him until he's pushed to the other side. Then he's pulling out and then slamming back through, Louis' skin slapping Harry's.

Louis brings his hand up grab a handful of Harry's ass as it bounces against his lower abdomen, the cheeks slapping together.

Little uh uh uh's are escaping Harry's lips because Louis is fucking his thighs and he never expected it to feel this good. To feel his hard cóck pushing between his skin and seeing it shift in and out and it's just so fucking good. So fucking hot.

Harry wraps his hand around his own shaft and works it up and down as Louis continues to thrust in and out and Harry just loves seeing Louis' head appear and disappear from in between his legs.

"Fuck, such pretty thighs Harry. Squeezing me so good." Louis growls out as he snaps his hips faster harder, chasing his release. Harry's close too, he can feel it, but he wants more, he wants just a little bit more to set him off, and just when he was about to ask for it, Louis is bringing his hand down Harry's arse cheek, smacking the jiggling plump.

"Oh fuck!" Harry screams out as cum shoots from his slit in streams, painting both the sheets and his chest in white.

Soon Louis is slicking Harry up with his own spunk.

Louis drops down beside Harry and wraps his arms around him. He pulls him close so that Harry's back is pressing against his chest and Louis places a soft kiss to his hair.

"Such a pretty boy." Is what Harry hears before drifting to a much needed sleep.