"It's too cold... For you here. So let me hold... Both your hands in the holes of my sweater." Harry sings softly into his boyfriend's ear, kissing on his cold to the touch skin on his jaw.
"Shhh." Louis giggles quietly, lacing their fingers together, rubbing his panty hose covered leg over Harry's jean covered calf. Above the panty hose he had on an oversized sweater; Harry's sweater- which covers almost everything, showing off the lower curves of his arse.
"You're so beautiful, Lou. I don't know how I got so lucky to have you." Harry whispers, placing soft pecks for kisses down the side of Louis neck, pressing his chest more firmly against Louis' back.
As they pear over out the balcony of their flat, it's a beautiful sight, 'Almost as beautiful as my boyfriend', Harry thinks to himself.
"Either you really want to get laid, or you're in a really good mood." Louis giggles out, leaning into the little kisses and soft touches.
"Who says it can't be both?" Harry chuckles and smiles, sighing softly, turning his LouBear around and pressing his lower back against the railing of the balcony.
Louis bites his lip, bright blue eyes scanning over Harry's face. "Haz... You know we haven't... I just- I don't know if I'm ready..." Louis trails off nervously.
Harry lets out another quiet sigh, landing a soft peck to his boyfriend's lips. "I know, Lou... And that's okay, I don't want to do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable or scared." He whispers.
A light smile forms on Louis' lips, his smile landing on Harry's in a soft, slow kiss. Louis wraps his arms around the taller male's neck, Harry gently holding Louis' narrow hips.
"That's all I wanted to hear..." Louis mumbles against Harry's lips, tilting his head to deepen the kiss.
"What d'ya mean?" Harry whispers back, trailing light kisses over Louis' cheeks and jaw.
"Harry... I... I want you to take me virginity tonight... Now." Harry's breath catches and he pulls away, shocked.
Harry and Louis had been dating for two years now and in the whole relationship they were comfortable talking about sex and other related topics. But Louis never followed through or let Harry go too far; so it surprised Harry when Louis said this.
"I- o-okay..." Harry whispers, a little smirk coming over his expression as he picks Louis up bridal style, carrying him into the flat. Louis giggles and bites his lip, playfully shaking his head.
"You're a goof-ball, Haz." Louis smiles, kissing Harry's cheek before Harry walks them down the hall, into their bedroom and lays him on the bed.
Moving to him to hover over him, Harry straddles Louis' lips, slowly leaning down and connecting their lips in a soon made passionate kiss.
Harry then moves his lips down to Louis' neck, leaving open mouthed and wet kisses, sucking softly in some parts, forming a dew bright red love bites.
Louis moans softly, a dark blushing forming over his cheeks as he lightly arches his back. "H-Harry..." He moans out softly.
"Yes, love?" Harry mumbles, kissing above Louis' collar.
"Touch me... Please..." He requests and Harry smirks wider, pulling off Louis sweater.
Harry's long thick fingers dance across Louis' chest, slowly encircling one of his light pink nubs. A shiver flowing down Louis' spine, he moans softly.
"More, Haz... Please... I need it."
Louis' breath catches as Harry instantly leans down, taking one of his sensitive nipples into his mouth and sucking harshly.
