Larry Stylinson smut/One Shots.

First Time

Louis pushed his glasses up the ridge of his nose as he walked with his head down, passing students in the hallway to his English class. Today was his first day at Bridgeport Secondary school and he was scared out of his mind.

Part of his quiffed up fringe fell into his face as he approached the doorway, taking a deep breath, he opened to door, entering the medium sized classroom, noticing it was already almost full. 

"Ah, you must be Louis Tomlinson, then?" The teacher, Mrs. Tise, asks. Setting a clipboard down on her desk and smiling at Louis. He nodded, and looked around the room,noticing everyone was staring at him. "Well, there is an empty seat in the back next to Mr. Styles. Harry? Could you raise your hand so Louis knows where." 

Louis looked towards the back of the room, noticing a hand slightly raised. The hand belonged to a boy who looked slightly younger than him, with curly brown hair that was styled up into a similar quiff like his own. 

Louis made his way down the short isle of desks, to the one in the very back next to-god, what was his name again? 

"Hi, I'm Harry.. though I suppose you already knew that." 

Oh, right, it was Harry. 

"Hi, I'm Louis.. but I guess you knew that too." Louis giggled, smiling at Harry. Harry smiled back, and stuck his hand out. "Well, nice to meet you, Luis. Welcome to Bridgeport!" He says, shaking Louis's hand. Louis laughs and nods. "Thank you for having me!" 

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Ironically, Louis and Harry had every class together, seems like they were destined to be friends. They caught on great, and were acting like best friends by third quarter. And throughout months of nonstop talking, many sleepovers, and a thousand and one hugs, both boys fell in love with each other. 

Of course, neither one of them wanted to tell each other, fearing the other would not feel the same. Any other person could see they loved each other, by the small glances, the loving and meaningful stares, the slight brushes of the hands or the couple-like atitude. Any stranger would think they were dating. 

 Now, Louis and Harry were sitting in Harry's house, alone for the night. The two of them were cuddled up on the couch, watching a movie and eating pizza. And boy did Louis want Harry, more than ever at the moment. It was taking all his might not to pounce on the damn boy.

Louis shifted uncomfortably, edging closer and closer to his best friend. He was almost in his lap at that point.

"Louis? Are you alright?" Harry asked, chuckling softly.

"Er, yeah! Why?" His response came our quiet, his obviously strained smile easy to detect.

"Um, you're kinda in my la-" Harry started, only to be cut off by Louis's lips against his. Louis had finally given up, not being able to stand being away from those kissable pink lips.

Harry quickly reacted, wrapping his arms around Louis's waist and pulling him in his lap completely, kissing him a little rougher. Louis loved this, and as his arms snaked around Harry's neck, and couldn't help but start to grind as they kissed.

Both boys were cheering in their heads, happy that it had finally happened. Soon, those thoughts were replaced by the haze of being turned on. Only instinct carried them now.

Shirts and pants were nearly ripped from bodies as they franticly tried to speed up the process. Their sweaty bodies rubbing delicately against the other.

Harry laid Louis back on the couch, kissing him one last time before slowly pulling his boxers down. He stuck his fingers into his mouth. Then reached down and inserted one finger into Louis.

Louis let out a pleasured yelp, his back arching happily. Harry smiles, adding a second finger, then a third, pumping in and out.

"Alright, are you ready?" Harry asked, pulling off his own underwear. Louis nodded, "Of course."

Harry spat Into his hand and rubbed himself a few times, trying his best to make himself slippery so he wouldn't hurt Louis. He then aligned himself, then slowly entered Louis.

Louis groaned, biting his lip and rolling his head. Harry waited for a second, letting Louis adjust. When Louis gave him the "OK", he pushed in all the way, pumping slowly and lovingly into Louis.

Both boys were whispering each others name's. This sex was not rough, or kinky. It was soft, and loving. Both the boys' pent up feelings all being told in a non verbal way. They loved each other.

When the two climaxed, Harry fell onto the couch next to Louis, kissing his lips softly.

"So, how's about you be my boyfriend, Lou?"

"I'd love to."

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