Dark || larry

3.2

We talked through the bathroom, as I took a seat on the closed toilet lid.

I couldn't help smiling to myself, playing back the events that had happened a short time ago in my room.

The feel of Louis' lips was something indescribable.

His first time had been a little clumsy which was to be expected, but that made him even more adorable.

"Harry?"

"Mm." My head turned to the curtain pulled across the bath.

There was silence for a few seconds. The only sound was that of the running water.

"You alright?" I asked, rising from my seat.

"W-Who do you talk to on the phone?" Louis timidly asked.

His bravery now only becoming apparent with the flimsy barrier between us, unable to ask me face to face.

I sincerely hoped it wasn't because I frightened him. But I had a feeling that was exactly the reason.

Maybe Louis didn't realise just how easy it would be for me to rip the curtain back.

"Are you done?" I asked, delaying my answer to his question.

"Oh, um, yeah." He stuttered.

The water was turned off as I reached for the large towel on the rail.

His fingers gripped the material shielding his naked body from me as he peered around the shower curtain.

I raised the towel up, ready to wrap him.

"Close your eyes." He mumbled.

"Lou, I've seen you naked before. Just get out." I teased.

"No, close your eyes."

I laughed before complying to Louis' request. Once I heard him climb from the bath my arms wrapped around his small body.

Opening my eyes to see him staring at me as the towel engulfed him.

My hands rubbed his arms through the fluffy material, attempting to get him dry.

I watched him move away and over to the door, struggling to readjust the towel, securing it under his arms.

I couldn't help the grin spread on my face as I observed him rummage in one of my drawers before quickly tugging out a pair of black boxers.

He peered at me for a second, trying to hide behind the open wardrobe door as he tugged the underwear up his legs.

When he reappeared the towel was clasped in his small hand.

A t-shirt of mine had obviously been found in the wardrobe, the hem falling to his mid-thigh.

He looked beautiful. I had never allowed any other guy to wear my clothes but with Louis it was different. He was mine.

I enjoyed watching him walk around the bedroom in my baggy top.

Louis could sense my orbs trailing over his body. Blue eyes discovering my lustful ones.

I moved closer to him, taking his smaller hands in mine as he peered up at me.

My lips pressed a kiss to his blushing cheek as I walked him backwards towards the bed, where I pinned her to the mattress.

Louis' musical laughter filled the room as I playfully growled, nibbling at his neck.

I grinned down at him, my hand slowly nudging up the top he had recently put on.

His eyes became wide when he realised what I was doing.