"Hearing you, talking about you is like fucking torture"

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Authors note: So a lots going to happen that's the reason it's so long! Read slow and give me comments! Happy reading!

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"Can we go back now?" Harry said not because of the rain.

Louis nodded and smiled knowing full well what Harry wanted. Harry smoothly felt Louis was hard as well and he got even harder at this. Louis smacked Harry's bum and they ran back to the cabin chasing each other.

As Louis pinned Harry against the door of their cabin Harry said.

"I don't want sex Lou no sex." Harry said with a soft eagerness.

Louis nodded slowly and kissed Harry's neck gently as they stumbled inside and falling on the rug in front of the fireplace, tangled in each others kisses. 

Slowly Louis unbuttoned Harry's shirt, he pushed him down gently on the floor as the shirt fell off his shoulders swiftly. Harry's hips arched rubbing against Louis' hard bulge. Louis let out a moan and pulled back from kissing. Hooking his fingers around the waistline of Harry's pants after unbuttoning them. He pulled them down with his boxers Harry was now naked. Louis kissed down Harry's chest and stomach and stopped just above his length. Teasingly kissing above it along his hips. Harry let out a strong begging moan before flipping them around. He was now on top. He wasted no time getting Louis completely naked.

"Wait we need a condom." Louis said breathless.

Louis reached in the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a condom. Harry gave him a questioning look.

"Something told me I would need this." Louis shrugged with a laugh.

Harry giggled softly and Louis slid the condom on. They continued kissing briefly as Louis stuck into Harry who was still on top. Harry threw his head back and threw himself down straddling Louis his chest against the boys. Louis thrusted into slowly in and out.

Louis flipped them around continuing to thrust

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Louis flipped them around continuing to thrust. He was so gentle and Harry loved it. It was different from the first time they made love. There was something about this time. Harry could feel the love in every touch and every thrust Louis did. Every kiss was just as better then the last. Louis thrusted deeper taking fistfuls of Harry's hair as he comed after Harry he moaned into the crevice of his neck and kissed it gently as he pulled out and laid next to him.

Louis traced his finger over Harry's scar where Liam had shot him. He remembered how scared he was.

"Do you miss him?" Louis blurted before he could catch himself.

Harry paused a moment.

"Yeah sometimes." Harry sighed.

Harry adjusted himself and laid his head Louis chest. Both lay there naked on the floor. Louis' arm wrapped around Harry's shoulders. Harry's leg was thrown over Louis'. Louis' finger still lightly traced over the scar.

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