Chapter 12

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The next morning I woke up to feathery kisses on my neck and my cheeks. Opening my eyes lazily I looked at the beautiful boy staring at me with fond, I loved the idea of getting up to his face. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes were a bright green color.

"Good Morning." I said in a horse morning voice and I saw him inhale silently as his blush deepened and his hid his face in the crook of my neck, making me chuckle. His arms were wrapped around my waist and his torso was pressed against mine. Interlacing my fingers in his wild curls I kissed his temple taking a deep breath to inhale the scent of his hair. I had never felt this awake and drowsy at the same time. I was tempted to get a taste of him.

It was not that difficult to shift my weight on my elbows and hovering over him while he turned, to lie down on his back.

Without much thought I kissed his soft lips, it was intended to be a peck but when his soft lips came in contact with my slightly chapped lips, it became difficult to control. My hips started to grind against him, moving in sync with my lips so that I could find the one direction in which the feeling of pleasure was amplified. When I moved my hips forward, a tiny noise left his mouth but all the kissing muffled it. Licking his bottom lip before kissing it again I moved my weight on my hands, which rested on his sides. I wanted to see him struggle with the pleasure, rubbing my crotch against his; I created friction between us and observed him squeezing his eyes shut as a gasp left his swollen lips.

"Are you still sore, sweetheart?" I asked because I didn't want to put him through any more pain. He had been through so much abuse in his past but not anymore, I was here now. And I was here to protect him.

The boy bit his bottom lip and looked at me and squinted his eyes in anticipation that I would understand what he wanted to say. I saw him tense up a bit under my gaze, well it's not wrong to admire such a beautiful face when it's in front of me. He quickly leaned ahead and kissed me and I knew exactly why he did that. I kissed him back even though it hurt me that he was scared to confess to me, I was disappointed that I wasn't close enough. So much so that he wanted me to have sex with him even when he was sore.

It's not his fault Louis. He has been through so much in a year.

"Baby, you don't have to do this. If you are not all right we can wait. Okay?" he looked at me with an expression of disbelief. His eyes were wide open and they starred into my eyes. I felt my heart skip a beat and then his arms wrapped around me, "Thank you sir!" his large warm hands were pressed against my bare back and I wouldn't lie, it was the best feeling in the whole wild world. It felt so...complete.

Harry made me feel so complete.

Tell it to him then you idiot!

Blindly following the voice in my head I as about to blurt everything out, "Harry-" I was cut of by his arms wrapping tighter around my shoulder blades as he moved closer (if that was possible) making me loose my balance.

"Louis" he corrected, "Thank you, Louis. Not sir." He welcomed my weight as I took advantage of our position and inhaled the smell of his hair.

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After helping Harry with a bath and kissing all the muscles that were stressed from last night. I received an urgent call from office. It was 2pm and I was absolutely in no mood to go. I wanted to spend the day with my boyfriend.

I felt jitters in my stomach whenever I used the 'b' word for referring to him.

"Are you leaving because you are angry?" he pouted with his plump bottom lip jutting out. And trust me when I say that it took every ounce of will power I had in me to not stay back home.

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