The Fallen :: Larry Stylinson

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Louis trails kisses down my jawline and connects with my noisy lips again. He roughly begins grinding himself on me, and I move along with him. It's been so long. Too long. I feel my skin beginning to heat up uncontrollably. My hands grip his ass. Damn, he's always had such a nice ass. He grunts slightly into the kiss, and I start to feel the blood rushing to my hard member. I feel his hardness against mine, and I push him down harder. He groans and pulls on my long hair, I do the same to him.

I really do like this hair. A lot. It's adorable.

He continues to grind on me, steadily faster and harder, never breaking contact of our lips. My breathing becomes shakier and our hearts hammer together against our chests. "We need to clean the kitchen. Can we finish this after?" Lou asks, breaking the kiss. My heart sinks."Yeah, we probably should." I mutter knowing that we should make the better decision. He climbs off of me, and helps me up. We eventually finish the dishes and clean up all of the water. Just as we finished, Aunt Dee comes in. "Looks lovely boys." She smiles, her focus shifts to us. "Why are you two so wet?" She asks with wide eyes.

"Louis got impatient and squirted me with the sink hose." I said while crossing my arms and looking at him with a childish pout.

"Maybe you should have moved faster and scrubbed that plate harder, Harold." He says with a smug lift of an eyebrow and a playful smirk. I chuckled to myself. It's in these moments when you really realize how much you've missed someone. Their smart remarks, their beautiful eyes, their sexy dominating figure, and everything up, down, around, and in between. "Silly boys. You make me laugh, you two." Dee says and Lou and I both smile.

We meet the rest of the family in the living area. I lick my lips to retrieve the taste of Louis off of them.

"Alright. I guess Harry, Gemma, and I will be off then." My mother announces. "Can we take Louis with us?" I ask her. "Of course." She smiles. This is some of the rare time I have to spend with Louis, and I plan to make the most of it as I can. I say goodbye to my Aunt and Niall, he was leaving too. Niall is cheerful as usual, he's always been so supportive of Louis and I. I've been very thankful for that lately. "Thank you." I whisper in his ear with a tight hug. "No problem." His soft Irish accent whispers back.