Sex Therapy//L.S

Nine

"Louis," Harry breathed out as Louis began to suck on his neck. Harry moaned out when he bit down harshly on the skin.

"I've never had sex with a guy before, so sorry in advance if I suck." No pun intended.

"I'll ride you." Harry said as he gazed into Louis' eyes. Louis let out a small moan at the suggestion, nodding furiously. Harry tugged off his own shirt and sweatpants, leaving him naked in front of Louis. Louis followed, shrugging off his jeans along with his boxers and shirt as he laid down on the bed while pulling Harry on top of him.

"You have to stretch me out." Harry said as he settled on top of Louis' lap.

"Like finger you?" Louis said with curiosity. Harry nodded at him, almost getting impatient.

"And we need lube. I'm not doing with without lube." Louis nodded and slowly took Harry off of him, ignoring his whines, and went into his bedroom to get lube and a condom. He came back into the room and got Harry settled atop his lap again.

"No." Harry said as he looked at Louis' hands.

"What do you mean no? I got the lube and-"

"I don't want a condom. I want to feel you fuck me." Harry said while he started grinding back on Louis' dick. Louis moaned out, both from the feeling of Harry rubbing him and the thought of fucking Harry bareback.

Louis still had no idea what he was doing, so he just slicked up two of his fingers and began to move them towards Harry's hole.

"Hey! Only one at a time, shit," Harry said as he felt the tip of Louis' two fingers inside him. Louis took one finger away and prodded gently with his pointer finger until he slowly slipped it in. Harry's face screwed up with pleasure, his cheeks red and his eyes blown out. Louis continued to slowly pump his finger in and out before he added another one in. This made Harry jerk forward and a spurt of pre come fall from the tip of his cock while Harry cried out softly.

"You need three." Harry said as he looked down at Louis' width. Louis took away his fingers momentarily and coated three in a good amount of lube before he slipped them in all at once. Harry felt a quick spark of pain go through him, but the pleasure overrode it.

"Okay okay, I'm ready. Please," Harry whimpered as he began to move back on Louis' fingers. Louis took them out and reached for the lube bottle again and put a generous amount on his dick, all the while Harry was hovering over it. Harry gave one last nod before he sank down, his nails scraping Louis' chest as he took in his length, his eyes screwed shut.

"Are you okay?" Louis asked, to which Harry nodded his head with a deep breath, trying to relax his muscles. Harry placed his hands on Louis chest and began to move himself up and down, small moans leaving his mouth. Louis placed his hands on Harry's hips and gripped them lightly.

"Can you hurt me?" Harry asked with flushed cheeks. Louis was overcome with confusion.

"Why would I hurt you?" Louis asked. Harry had stopped his movements after he asked his question.

"It makes me feel good. Please just do it." Harry said before he began moving again. Louis gripped Harry's waist more tightly now, his nails digging into the flesh. Harry cursed at the new feeling and began to move faster. Harry leaned forward, the new angle making Harry whimper out.

"Move you hips." Harry moaned out, starting to go faster as Louis' tip nudged his prostate. Louis thrusters his hips up, feeling his body get hotter as he got closer.

"Just fuck me." Harry's voice was shaky and Louis nodded, flipping Harry and him over so that Louis was on top, still inside of him. He went at a slow pace at first, before Harry got impatient and began to whine and say to speed up. Louis complied, picking up his pace as he started to hear the sound of their skin slapping together, only making Louis go faster.

"Say it." Louis growled, a sudden show of dominance coming out of him. Harry knew exactly what he meant.

"Daddy!" Harry yelled out, gripping the back of Louis' neck and wrapping his legs around his torso. Louis started slamming into him, his breathing starting to get heavy.

"I need to come--fuck!" Harry hissed out as Louis pulled on his hair.

"No. You come after I do." Louis grunted out, before leaning down to harshly bite Harry's neck. Louis felt his thighs start to tremble as he felt himself getting closer to release. His thrusts became erotic, grinding down into Harry roughly.

"Harry unwrap your legs, I'm gonna come." Louis said, not wanting to come inside of Harry. It would be a mess, and he didn't want Harry to be grossed out.

"No daddy, please, fill me up," Harry said, moaning in between the words. Louis was about to protest again, but Harry's words tipped him over the edge as a wave of relief came over him, spilling himself into Harry's hole. Harry followed suit shortly after, marking his stomach and Louis' with his cum. Harry's eyes rolled to the back of his head, his mind becoming dizzy as Louis carefully slipped out of him and rested himself beside Harry. No words were spoken for a couple of minutes.

"Well now I can't just leave, can I?" Harry said with a hint of humor in his voice. Even thought Harry couldn't see him, Louis smiled.

"I didn't want you to anyways." Everything they said to each other just felt right, everything they did together just felt like two puzzle pieces completing each other.

"I can definitely say that was the best I've had in awhile, though." Harry said with a smirk.

"I wanted the best ever, but it's a start."

"Well you're the straight one, so." Harry and Louis both laughed at that, and Louis couldn't even catch himself when he realized that he loved Harry's laugh, much like how he loved everything else about Harry. Harry had soon after put his head against Louis' chest, just feeling his breaths and his heartbeat. And Louis didn't move him away, or make up some excuse. They just laid there, against each other. And it felt right.

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This is literally so short I'm sorry