Larry Struggles

That 'One Thing' {Smut Scene Part 1}

A.N.// this might be separated into 1 or 2 chapters. I haven't decided yet.

*Harry's POV*

As we stand up from the couch, our lips only a few inches apart, Louis' hands take mine, and he starts walking backwards slowly, leading me somewhere. After a few moments of confusion, it finally clicks His bedroom? This is it... I bite my lip and nod my head slowly, giving him consent to whatever was about to happen. His gorgeous smile; plastered on his face, and his eyes sparkling with passion. Does he love me enough for us to do this though? I shake the feeling and quickly pull myself closer to him, placing a hot and heavy kiss on his lips, which he returned with an equal amount of desire. I push him against the wall, right outside his bedroom, taking his t-shirt off slowly, because I know he must be feeling self-conscious. Once his top is off, I feel his pull me into his room, by putting his hands on my waist. I giggle as his small fingers dig into my sides. He pulls me into his room a little more and I feel something pressing against the back of my knees. He smiles at me and I realize it's his bed, and I sit down on the edge of the mattress and we start to kiss. He puts his hands on the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I place my big hands on the small of his back, almost covering the entire area. He starts straddling my lap in his tight black jeans that show off his ass just right. I start to lean back on the bed as we kiss more passionate now. He is hovering over me, his hands beside my head, supporting his weight, leaving only a small gap between our bare chests. I can tell that the kisses are getting less passionate and more lustful and I tense up a little.

*Louis' POV*

I feel his arms tense a little but I try to ignore it. I press my lips against his, preparing to enter his mouth with my tongue, but he pulls back slightly and I sit up on his lap. "What's wrong Haz?" He directs his eyes away from mine, ignoring the question. "Seriously Harry. I thought you were ready for this."

"I did too," He tells me, barely audible. Awwe, he is so cute when he is embarrassed... "But I guess I'm not." I see a large tear slide silently down his cheek and I feel a stab of pain in my chest.

"Harry. Harry look at me." I tell him, lifting his chin up so I can see his beautiful green eyes. "It's fine. Okay? You don't need to be ready right now. I'm not trying to pressure you, or make you do something you don't want to do." His eyes light up and the smile I love returns to his face. I kiss his cheek, where the tear was sitting, right above his left dimple. I start to get up, only to be pulled back by 2 large hands, cupping my bum. "Harry?" I look down at him, sitting down on my bed. "I thought you wanted to wait?" I rest my arms on his tanned shoulders, with my hands caressing the medium brown curls that fall down it nape of his neck.

"Don't think about it Lou, just show me."

Wow, somebody is more confident... I like it... A lot... "Okay. If you want to stop just tell me okay?" He nods his head, biting his bottom lip, his hands still cupping my ass.

"Lou, you have a great ass..." He tells me as I blush. I have always been kind of shy about that part of my body. I mean, I know it's freaking gorgeous, but that's not usually a part that straight guys are proud of. I almost laugh at the thought of me being straight. But think better of it as I pull my hands down to my belt buckle. Harry pushes my hands away and starts to do it himself. I can tell he is nervous, so I caress his curls, and I can feel him start to calm down. He is like a cat... Once he gets my black and silver belt buckle undone, he quickly unbuttons my jeans and starts to pull them off me.

"Harry, you do realize that it's your turn now?" I ask him rhetorically. He nods, cutely and I stand up, kicking my black, ripped jeans off my feet and into a corner. I lay Harry down on the bed, wanting to try something a little more adventurous with him. I kiss down his chest, kneeling next to him on the black and red blanket that covers my bed, in nothing but my dark blue boxers. Once my kisses approach his V-line, I stop and start to unbutton his blue jeans. I pull them off his long legs, slowly, teasing him by sneaking touches at his inner thighs as I do so.

A.N.// I have started writing another 1D fan-fiction called Zarry and Nouis, I haven't published it yet. I want to know how many people would actually like, read it if I do publish it, because I don't want to write like, 600 chapters and have like, 10 reads. lol so, YEAH. HMU on here or on twitter, @abusiveparody. Thanks! Byye!