Love Bites

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may god bless you guys ..

It's 8:29 pm.

I see it from the clock as I look up, laying down. My neck right now was being attacked by a certain mischievous, tan man.

Louis is sucking really hard and I liked it. I really liked it. I was still a bit new to this, to all of it actually.

I think this was going to be the beginning of our, well to say, "frisky" adventures. A sound soon escaped my lips and I immediately got nervous.

"What's the matter, love?" Louis looks up as I tensed. My shirt had ridden up and Louis' clothes were shuffled.

"I.. uh.. sound," I was still catching my breath. My cheeks were reddening form all the attention Louis was giving me with bitten lips and glassy blue eyes.

He chuckled, "that was a moan you made -its when you feel good."

Oh.

"Oh okay," I smiled small. That cued to Louis continue what he was doing. I started whimpering a bit but I didn't care. I felt so safe with Louis that I didn't have to worry about insecurities.

He stops and starts to unbutton my jeans but then halts and ask, "Harry do I have permission?" I nodded furiously with red, blotchy cheeks and sweaty ringlets I call my hair.

My pants are off and he immediately feels my legs. I let him spread my legs, and his scruff has never felt more like home between my thighs.
He sighed dreamily.

"I thank god for your milky thighs that are just too soft," he rubs them, "these are sins."

I giggle as he starts moving his lips around making my inner thighs marked with light red lines from the scruff. It feels embarrassingly good.

He kisses up and down both of thighs making me whine low on my throat. The part where I lose my mind is when he starts sucking there too. Jesus Christ.

"Can I give you a blowjob?" He suddenly asks after creating a few love bites.

I bite my lip, "Yeah."

He slowly takes my underwear off, which I didn't appreciate. He took them off too slow. Once they were off, my cock jumped up and was already leaking a bit. This was so embarrassing. I -oh Jesus. I should really stop saying his name during these moments honestly.

"It's so pretty like you Harry," Louis grabs my thighs and pulls them towards him more. He's face to face with my manhood.

I moaned because I didn't know what else to do then stare at Louis.

He blew cold air and I was about to lose it. I pouted like a baby because he was reading too much. "S-stop teasing me so m-much."

"Princess is so needy." I am.

That's when he started licking my tip and I have never felt more excited and scared at the same time. It felt good.

He engulfed it in whole mouth and I whispered so loudly I was scared to wake up Curly.

"Quiet, love," Louis said around my mouth, "might wake up our kitty." At that, I moaned. I felt so dirty. So confined in my own dreamworld.

He bobbed his head slowly and I was babbling any thing that came to mind. Which only one thing came to mind; Louis.

I whimpered quietly, "Louis, Louis. Louis." I started feeling a feeling like no other. Like these emotions were just bunching up together for a confetti release and they were. The more he bobbed his head the more I felt alive and healthy. It's what I always wanted to feel. All because of... Louis.

He licked me in his mouth and bobbed to literally drive me up my own walls. I was internally wrecking my sanity for this man.

As I'm looking down, I couldn't help feel more turned on because his soft prince hair is in between my legs and -yeah.

Soon enough, I was ending with a loud moan, and white ropes came out of me, spilling on my tummy and on Louis' scruff.

He smiled lazily: "You should see yourself; you looked so soft, yet fucked out."

I giggle softly and I wanted to tell him about commenting naughtily but I myself felt naughtier than ever. I wasn't going tone hypocritical.

Wait.

"D-Do you want me to re-"

Louis cleaned me up with a flannel and wiped himself too, "No, no -I'm good, babe. I already.. -came." He says. I looked down at his pants and yeah there was a patch of wetness I didn't notice until now.

I looked confused cause I didn't touch him but then he shrugged: "You're hot, I couldn't help myself." He blushed and I blushed too.

This was a first.


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