Edge of Seventeen Larry AU

Like a prayer.

Louis is sitting on the bed, the beautiful morning light pouring through the window. He holds a cup of tea and sips it as he reads the new Vogue. Beside him, lying on his front Harry's bare back peeks from under the white sheets. 

Louis is wearing Harry's red and black shirt with ripped sleeves unbuttoned and black tight panties. Louis bites his lip as he stares at the magazine without actually reading it, he's too busy thinking about the events that ocurred last night.

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Anne and Harry asked him to go with them to the opera, Louis said yes and when the show was about 30 minutes Harry anounced his mother that he would attend a party and that he'd stay at Niall's afterwards. 

"No mum, Liam's picking me up on our car." Harry said as Anne was about to give him the keys.

"Oh, you three still on that thing? But sweetie, you might be getting a car when you dad's back for Christmas break, wait a little longer. I don't want you boys getting hurt." Anne said as he gave Harry fifty dollars.

"We're cool, don't worry mum."

Anne rolled her eyes and turned to Louis to tell him about 'these kids'. Harry grinned and walked out of the building. Louis found all of that so strange, Anne proposed to go get some drinks but Louis' quickly apologised excusing himself, he told Anne he would be going out tomorrow very early, and Anne pestered him all the way back with things related to his love life and if he was meeting a mistery lover tomorrow. Louis tried to laugh and smile. 

When he got home he noticed the staircase light on, he walks upstairs, his bedroom door is open and he spots the bathroom light on since it gives a weak light to the bedroom, when he turns there's Harry, he's leaning on the bathroom doorframe, with his ripped t-shirt and his arms crossed, so his biceps bulge out. He's smirking, and a bandana is holding his curls back, and tight black jeans that only make him look taller.

Louis is actually surprised, he takes a step closer.

"Hi babe" is all Harry says before stepping out and taking Louis in his arms as he kisses him deeply. His confidence isn't enough because he flushes as soon as Louis is biting his lip and pushing him to the nearest wall, Harry's game turned around as Louis starts kissing his neck and stroking him through the fabric of his jeans.

But Harry can't let that happen that easily. For him is very clear that as soon as they start with the actual thing, Louis becomes a loud submissive minx, but Louis likes to feel like he's in charge while the foreplay is still going.

Harry stops Louis from unzipping his pants as he brings both of his wrists together and holds them above his head at the same time he switches places with him. He holds his hands together with one of his huge hands and places the other next to his head, caging Louis and kissing him hungrily. 

Louis squirms away and giggles as he unbuttons Harry's shirt.

They kiss for another minute, but then Harry is leaning down enough to hold Louis' thighs and lifting him off the ground. Harry steps into the bathroom and walks to the shower to press Louis in the wall and starts grinding on Louis to make him beg for more, just to hear Louis whine as he scratches Harry's back under his undone shirt.

Harry can't take it anymore, he wants to devour Louis, he needs those high pitched moans to keep him sane, he lowers Louis to the ground and takes his small crop top off,  tossing it away, he pinches Louis right pink nipple and watches as Louis arches his back both because of the cold tile and because his nipples are such a sensitive spot to him, Harry can't stop being surprised and mesmerized because of Louis.