Larry Stylinson Smut || Yourfoollarrie

•8• Part 3: Take My Heart (Baby, Take My Soul)

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NOT MINE
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Summary:
Harry dresses Louis up in a grass skirt and coconut bra that he conveniently found in their closet during their honeymoon. Louis wants to ride him in it.

Notes:
I think this is better than the second chapter. Tell me what you think

Chapter Text
"Babe, you probably look gorgeous," Harry called from their shared bedroom. Louis was hiding in the bathroom and Harry was trying to get him to come out.

Louis poked his head around the corner, not showing any of his body. "This looks fucking ridiculous, Haz. I'm not doing this," he stated, looking at Harry who was lounging on their bed with his hands tucked behind his head.

"Just let me see, Louis," he said and watched as Louis slowly took a step out of the bathroom, exposing himself. He was dressed in a grass skirt and a coconut bra that Harry had found while rooting around in their closet earlier that day while Louis was laying in the sun outside waiting for harry to come out and join him. And of course Harry had gotten side-tracked and curious and had to go and look at their room in depth only to find the outfit in the back of their small closet.

The idea had instantly came to him and he saved it until after they ate dinner and got ready for bed to show Louis and tell him what he wanted him to do with it.

Louis' face was bright red and he held his hands in front of his crotch because if he didn't, his dick would show through the thin layer of the scratchy grass. Harry grinned at his husband, feeling a shock of arousal travel through his body and go straight to his cock. He was in just his boxers, ready to remove them that night when the time came.

Harry let his eyes scan over the beautiful boy in front of him, only the light from the sun setting lighting the room and he could see the discomfort on the smaller boy's face. He smiled and looked at his eyes, which were glued to an interesting spot on the wall to his right, sitting up and beckoning Louis over to him. "C'mere, babe, you look right fit," Harry chuckled because Louis always was able to surprise him with exceeding his expectations on how pretty he would look in something.

Louis slowly walked towards Harry, keeping his hands where they were and his eyes on the ground. Louis didn't approve of the outfit, obviously Harry had seen him naked plenty of times but just the way the skirt barely covered his penis made Louis feel incredibly self conscious. And he didn't have large boobs of any sorts so wearing a bra made out of genuine coconut shells was not only very uncomfortable but also extremely unnecessary in Louis' eyes.

Harry reached his hand out to run his fingers through the grass skirt, bumping Louis' semi and hearing him wimper slightly. "So pretty, Boo," Harry mumbled. He was already hard from just thinking about Louis before and now he's standing right in front of him, just waiting to be ravished.

Louis tore his eyes away from the floor and looked up at Harry, pupils blown so that none of the blue showed. He reached and took Harry's head in his two hands, placing small kisses on his mouth and one on his nose.

"This is your weirdest one yet, Harry. But I'll do it if you really want me to," Louis laughed at Harry's being amused by his 24 year old husband dressed up as a hula girl. He found it very attractive and started to palm himself slowly while Louis kissed him again, lifting one of his legs and climbing on top of Harry, straddling his muscular waist.

Louis thought that if he was going to have to dress up as a hula girl then he was going to do it right. Harry pulled away and gasped for a breath but was tugged back and Louis smashed their lips together in a kiss that was more teeth and spit and tongue than lips. Harry ran his large hands up and down Louis' exposed thighs, already tan from the day's activities outside.