Maybe He Gives Me More

Later, Loverboy

                            Harry POV
      I could feel my eyes dozing off with each word that Mr.Payne said. My head was touching the back of a blue metal chair and it all just seemed too mundane to be real. I mean sure, not only was US History a bore, but this building ate everyone alive.
       "Um, Harry?" A voice peaked from my slight slumber. I struggled to get my eyes open and noticed the kid next to me looking at me intently. I think he had always sat there, but I really couldn't remember.
        I knew that look. He was trying to go home with me today. I smirked at him, "Whats up pretty boy?" For the first time using that line I actually meant it. His features were feminine, his hands looked soft and his eyes reflected of lust and a flash of innocence. He seemed different than my normal fuck, nervous.
        I leaned in so my hot breath was caressing his skin and he could just feel my lips grazing the top of his ear, "If you want to come home with me all you have to do is say the word, baby." Baby was a nickname I had never carelessly used, but for some reason it felt right coming out of my mouth.
     I pulled away and watched his cheeks turn a bright red and his eyes avert to the floor. His embarrassment was encouraging and somewhat sexy. "I-I would like to go home with you Harry." His mouth formed around those syllables like they were made for me. Like God -if I believed in Him- handcrafted those letters just so I could hear him say them.
      "I'll drive you home then. Remind me of your name,lover boy. Look me in the eyes if you're going to be in my mouth later. It's okay."
      He looked shocked at my bluntness and that I didn't remember his name. I just didn't have the time to bullshit. No matter how easily 'Baby' slipped out of my mouth or how pretty he was I knew this was no different than any other piece of ass looking for a blow.
     "My names Louis. Lou's okay though. I mean if you want. I guess I-I'll see you later?"
He stuttered.
I tucked a piece of hair behind his ear,
"Later, LoverBoy."