This is my first slash smut so I'm sorry if it's disappointing!
Soph
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Liam had Hary pinned up against the wall gently, with his forehead restinga gently on the younger lad’s.
“Why must you always wear that stupid Ramones shirt? It makes it so hard for me to not pounce on you and rape you right there…” he mumbled with his eyes closed. He could feel the younger boy’s uneven breath crashing against his lips, already hypnotizing him. Just seeing Harry in that shirt made Liam’s pants feel tight.
“it wouldn’t be rape Liam…” Harry smirked, slaming his lips to the older boy’s. The Wolverhampton lad’s hand went directly under Harry’s shirt, only parting their intense kiss to pull the shirt off over the curly haired boy’s head and to toss it across the room. Liam pressed his lips to Harry’s once again but this time, shoving his tongue into the younger lad’s mouth. Their tongues began fighting for dominance as they pushed their way to the nearby couch in Liam’s apartment.
Harry unbuttoned Liam’s shirt and began kissing his neck, sucking and nibbling at certain places until an obvious bruise would slowly begin to appear. He moved his way down to the older lad’s chest, planting soft kisses that left Liam burning for more. His hands fumbled with Liam’s belt while they reattatched themselves into another heated snog. He finally took the belt off, discarding it to the floor along with Liam and his own shirts. He undid the older lad’s trousers and slid them off, along with his boxers, with ease, also discarding them quickly.
The older lad sighed blissfully as his throbbing erection was finally freed from the constricting, tight trousers. His sigh contorted into a gasp as he felt the younger boy sliding his tongue around the head before taking in his whole length. He groaned in pleasure, clutching onto his boyfriend’s curls as his head bobbed up and down.
Soon he felt the familiar twisting in his stomach and his quick breathing turned into pants.
“H-Harry! I’m g-gonna cum!” he shouted out, squeezing his eyes shut in pleasure. The younger lad just sucked harder and bobbed his head up and down more fiercely until he felt his boyfriend release into his mouth. After swallowing, he crawled back up to the older lad’s face, smirking with content.
“I might just have to use that shirt all the time now… won’t I?”
“You better.” Liam smirked, flipping them around and attacking Harry’s pants.
