Harry's POV
So, after Louis and I's little mishap I couldn't stop getting so nervous around him, and the worst part was that he had noticed and keeps teasing me about it.
Also we may or may not snogged a few more times after the first one.
It was Friday and Louis and I were cleaning the museum before our shifts ended and Louis was being very horny today. Well cocky, but he also won't keep his hands to himself so I guess you could consider it horny.
I was bent down slightly scraping up some gum stuck to the ground when a hand slapped me hard in the bum. "EEK!" I squeaked in surprise.
"Hey baby boy, think I could score one?" Louis teased as his hand was sliding to the front of my pants.
"Oh gosh Louis! Will you cut it out?" I scolded and turned so I was facing him.
"I can't contain myself, your curls are slowly seducing me," he joked.
"Hm, cheeky. Now leave me alone," I shooed.
"Not until you kiss me," he had a cocky smile plastered on his face and I just wanted to smack him.
"No, now go away."
"That wasn't a question that was a demand," he said while placing his hands firmly on my waist.
"What are you gonna do? Dominate me?" I wooed sarcastically.
"Harry," he warned.
"I don't kiss before the first date," I scoffed.
"Too late for that," he smirked.
"Louis I'm gonna smack you."
"Sorry sweetheart, only daddy gets to smack you. In bed."
"Louis!" I screeched while placing my hand over his mouth and muffling his sinful words.
"I'm sorry, gees," He groaned while pushing me away.
"You are no fun," he frowned while starting to walk away.
"Louis, I'll kiss you," his turned around and his eyes lit up, "But," groan, "You have to take me out first," I stated.
"Jesus Christ, Harry you're gonna make me hitch you before you even let me touch you," he complained.
"Oh my gosh! Don't think so low of me!" I fake gasped.
"The last time I touched THE Harry Styles' merchandise was when I smacked you in the crotch like a week ago, and the next time will be in 84 years. I guess I should start appreciating my blessings more," he groaned.
"Oh hush, it was four days ago and I'm not that much of a prude. You can get some when you want to commit," I said as I walked away and swayed my hips.
"You can't even last a snog Princess, I bet you would submit to me in under 5 minutes," Louis shouted after me.
"Catch me outside Tommo," I smirked as I left that section of the museum.
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I had my jacket hung on my arm and my bag slung on my shoulder as I fumbled with the car keys after my shift was over. I finally got them out of my pocket and was about to unlock the car when I got pinned to the door causing my belongings to fall.
"Do you think this is a game sweetheart?" Louis whispered hotly as he nipped at my neck.
"L-Louis get off," I clenched my teeth as I tried to push him away.
"Aw look, the puppy is learning to bark," he cooed as he pushed his lips forcefully to mine.
I relaxed and stopped fighting to make it seem like I liked it, which I obviously did, and when his grip loosened I pushed him away and scrambled to grab my stuff then ran to the other side of my car. Louis whipped me around and pinned me even harder to the car. "You aren't gonna leave me all hot like this are you? That would be very cruel Styles," He shamed.
"Well you did it to me last time you bastard," I spit. His hands slipped under my T-shirt and his finger tips lightly tiptoed up my sides leaving goosebumps all over me.
"I did, didn't I?" His crotch rocked up into mine and I almost lost it as my knees buckled under me but Louis quickly swept me up, my legs propped up around his waist and my back leaning against my range rover. His lips worked across the flesh of my neck and my head was faced up with my eyes fluttering open and shut trying to remain aware of what was happening. But his lips were just so good, too good.
"L-Louis please," I didn't even know what I was begging for honestly.
"What? You want to grab a tea now!? Okay, lets go," then he dropped me and I looked at him in disbelief as he snatched up my keys from the ground and jumped in the drivers side.
I grabbed my stuff off the ground and jumped into the passengers side with my dick still painfully hard.
"You're an asshole," I seethed as I sat down and shifted uncomfortably.
"You're so pretty, so ruined for me already," Louis chuckled with a twinkle in his eye. He pulled out of the parking lot while licking his lips making it hard for me to cool down.
Once we hit the main streets Louis' hand grabbed my crotch area and squeezed hard making my eyes fall shut and head loll back against the seat.
"Ugh, yes yes yes," I groaned in pain and pleasure. We stopped at a stop light and Louis unbuckled his seat belt then mine.
"What are you doing?" I asked alarmed.
"Switch seats with me!" He said as he pushed me out of the way.
"Why?!"
"JUST GO! Before the light switches!" He yelled at me. I hopped into the drivers side just as the light turned green and hit the gas.
Louis started fumbling with my zipper in the middle of the highway and my eyes almost shot out of my head.
"LOUIS WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"
"JUST FUCKING DRIVE!"
"HEY! NO SWEARING IN MY CAR!" I screamed at him. He pulled out my erection and immediately put it in his mouth and started sucking making my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"Oh SHIT," I moaned loudly.
"Don't swear in your car!" Louis mocked as he went down on me again. I tried focusing on the road but my vision was hazy and I was swerving in my lane.
"I'M GONNA CRASH IF YOU DON'T STOP!" I screeched as he hit a sensitive spot.
"Come for me doll," Louis coaxed as his thumb circled around my tip.
"Ughhh Lou," I moaned loudly while curling my fingers into his hair and pushing him down. His throat flexing around my cock and gagging noises had me releasing in seconds just as the car spun out of control sending us skidding into the field beside the empty highway.
I hit the breaks as fast as I could sending both of our heads flying forward, mine into nothing and Louis' into the bottom of the steering wheel with my cock still in his mouth.
We stopped with a sudden jerk of our bodies and my heart was thumping out of my chest while my breathing sounded as if I ran twenty miles for the love of my life leaving on an airplane at that moment. Louis came up with his hair a mess and saliva sliding down from the corner of his lip.
"You're an idiot!" I exclaimed.
"Bet that's the hardest you ever came though right?" He smirked as he wiped his mouth.
"We could've died Louis!" I scolded.
"Yeah that's some killer cock you got there," he chuckled as I hit my head against the steering wheel with flushed cheeks.
He was most definitely gonna be the cause of my death...
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aaaand what the hell did I just write again, I need to stop lmao😂😂
also sorry for any mistakes I wasn't planning on updating today but I thought why not since Harold is gonna be on Late Late and he's a gift enough
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