Mad Hatter || l.s

sweet lips

Louis lets out a moan as he feels Harry kiss down his neck, the room already getting so hot with them being so close to each other. "Harry," Louis whines, his body arching up when the man's lips suddenly leave his skin, desperate for some sort of contact, "please, I - please." he doesn't know exactly what he's asking for, but it seems that he doesn't have to think about because Harry just chuckles and leans down to nip at his neck again.

"I love it when you moan my name like the little slut you are." Harry says in between sucking on Louis' tan skin, leaving little bruises on it. He smiles and pulls back when he hears the blue eyed boy whimper at his comment, slowly peeling off his white shirt from his lean body, smirking down at Louis when he sees the boy practically drool at the sight. Harry's is caught off guard when he feels coolness suddenly on his chest.

The man looks down confused but cracks a smile when he sees Louis tracing over his butterfly tattoo with his lovely tongue, innocently looking up at Harry with wide eyes that makes his head spin. They could still hear the loud music pumping in the background from the party that was still going on, the sound of chatter and laughter slightly filling their ears but their picked up breathing was still louder.

Harry groans as his hands make their way down to Louis' hair, slightly tugging at it. Louis giggles at his reaction and pulls off of his tattoo, leaning back on his feet and smoothing his dress out. "You're so beautiful, god." Harry breathes out and the younger boy blushes at the compliment, suddenly looking down at the black tight jeans the man before him was wearing and gasping when he sees his cock bulging out from how hard he was.

"Oh, uhm." he feels his cheeks start to heat up even more at the sight, tugging at the end of his dress. Harry chuckles, starting to take off his trousers without informing Louis, throwing them somewhere in the boy's room. The taller man gently pushes the petite boy back on his back and crawls on top of him, connecting their lips once again, feeling the flutter of Louis' eyelashes near his cheekbones. Harry only had his boxers on while Louis had every article of clothing he had put on in the morning.

Harry nipped and licked at Louis' bottom lip, resting his body weight on his forearms because he didn't want to crush Louis. The sound of lips smacking against each others filled the room - well, that and the beautiful noises the boy underneath him was making; which were little moans and whimpers. Their kiss was somewhat sloppy but intimate at the same time, but they didn't care because all they needed was each other in the moment.

Harry abruptly pinches Louis hip, causing him to gasp and that's more than enough space for Harry to slip his tongue in his mouth. The tall man feels little fingers teasing at the waist band of his pants, causing him to pull back from the kiss and hesitantly look down at Louis who was innocently biting his lower lip while looking at the large bulge. "Daddy," the boy breathes out shakily, "please."

Sex. Louis wanted to have sex with him . . . right? It sounded like he did and now he's a bit reluctant about the whole thing. "Are you asking me to fuck you?" he inquired, saying it like it was no big deal but Louis gasps and covers his ears when he hears the curse word. He's about to speak again until he sees Louis nod slowly and his mouth falls wide open. This boy was pure innocence and he would most likely be the first one to take it away. "Are you sure, princess?"

"Yes, I trust you." Is all Louis replies with and wow, Harry is pleased to hear this. So, he nods his head, still a bit hesitant but he'll go slow with the boy because he doesn't want to hurt him. Harry's hands make their way down to Louis' dress, instructing the blue eyed boy to lift his hands up and pulling it over his head. He's beautiful. His body is so smooth and tan - he also has a little tummy that he mentally coos at. Harry doesn't realize that he's staring, averting his eyes when Louis snaps a finger in his face.

He doesn't wear little shorts under his dress, Harry thinks, just his lace panties - but hey, he's not complaining. Harry moves down to his legs, gently slipping his high heels off, tugging down his thigh high socks afterwards. The innocent boy was nearly naked now, just the small article of clothing called panties covering his princess parts. "A - Are you sure, Louis? You know you can tell me to stop anytime you don't feel comfortable -"

He gets cut off by Louis' precious giggles, causing his heart to ache briefly. "Mr. Harry, I told you yes, okay?" the boy laughs, the sweet sound filling his own ears. Harry nods, closing his eyes when Louis' hands make their way to his face, little thumbs caressing his cheeks lovingly and fuck, how did he even get such a person like Louis? The lad deserved someone way better, someone who's not him.

Suddenly, he pulls down Louis' knickers, pressing his lips together because he can't believe he's doing this. He's naked. His skin - his body is not covered anymore. His beautiful, beautiful body is uncovered and right in front of Harry's eyes. "You're so gorgeous, my love." he breathes out without thinking, biting his lower lip rather harshly when he sees the boy's face flush a light pink.

That's when it hits him; he doesn't have any lube.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, how could he be so stupid? Of course, he never expected Louis to forgive him today, so it's not really his fault but the boy was naked now. "Uhm, love, I kind of forgot the lube so we can't." Louis' eyebrows furrow at that, cocking his head to the side in confusion. What's lube? the blue eyed boy thinks to himself. Harry seems to get his confusion and chuckles lowly, "Lube is kind of like a substance that people use when they're having sex to prepare themselves beforehand . . . just so it won't hurt when it comes to the real part."

"Real part? I don't understand, Mr. Harry." Louis says with pursed lips.

Harry just grins and shakes his head, "Okay, well point is we can't have my cock in your hole without prep," he lets a laugh when Louis covers his ears, "but, there's other things that we can do without having to prep you, and trust me, it will feel amazing, baby." and without warning him, Harry dips his head down while lifting Louis' legs up in the air so he has access to his hole, suddenly licking at him.

Louis squeals at the feeling, throwing his head back and whining when Harry starts to lick more. He could feel his thighs start to shake from all of the pleasure, gasping for air which isn't there anymore. Louis lets out a whine and unconsciously moves his hips down to ground at Harry's sinful mouth, biting his tongue when he feels a slap on his right thigh for doing so. "Daddy, oh, daddy."

Harry loves that sound. He moves his tongue a little faster just to spoil the boy, using his thumbs to hold his hole open. Slick spit was now traveling down his chin from how messily he was eating him out, eyes closed because he wanted to pay attention on the little dirty noises that would fall from Louis' pink lips. He points his tongue and abruptly thrusts his pink muscle in Louis' hole, hearing the boy moan loudly. Harry puts his tongue in as deep as it could go, adding his pointer finger for more affect.

Louis was sweating, now, his fringe sticking to his forehead and his face glistening. He feels Harry thrust his long finger in his hole along with his tongue, ecstasy running up his spine and through his veins. His eyes roll to the back of his head when Harry's finger brushes against his prostate, whimpering rather loudly and he's surprised that nobody has come in here to look for him. "Daddy, feels so good." he sounds like he's drunk, words slurring.

"Yeah? Cum, princess, come for your daddy. Make a mess all over my fingers and tongue, you're such a good girl."

That's all it takes for Louis to cum, moaning rather loudly, back arching up while Harry greedily chases after him. He ends up painting Harry's hand with white, watching him through hooded eyes to see the man looking down at his cum covered hand then licking it up. Louis lets out a whine at that, turning over on his bed so he's on his front. He feels the bed tipping as Harry moves closer to him, the curly haired man laying down slightly on top of him. "That was amazing, my sweet lips."

NOTE: y'all really thought they were boutta do it ahahaha just kidding i think next chapter will be actual smut but until then, enjoy ! ;)))