strangers ☤ (larry stylinson)

twenty four

dedicated to halloucinations cause i promised you it would be up (even tho i'm like 6 hours into the next day)
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the moment they got into their room, harry had his lips attached to louis'. he didn't know where the sudden bouts of courage came from but he was glad they did.

his lips were smooth, they tasted slightly of a mixture between nicotine and vodka. though harry was certain he could only taste vodka because of the drinks he was knocking back earlier. whichever it was, it was a pretty odd, yet almost perfect combination of flavours.

he began backing louis up towards the hotel bed, soon collapsing on it, lips still moving perfectly with his. harry didn't know he could be so needy.

sure he knew that all teenagers had urges but this was something he had never felt before. he wanted louis, better yet, it was like he needed the twenty four year old. it was insane.

and louis felt bad. he knew he shouldn't have whispered what he did to harry back at the club. he knew he shouldn't have gotten him riled up like this, let alone himself because it was illegal, for starters. but he pushed that thought to the back of his mind as the younger boy straddled his hips, never breaking their connection once.

all harry could think about was how attractive louis looked in that moment. he didn't even have his eyes open but louis was always attractive so he didn't really need to.

he had dressed up for him, it was probably recognisable, because harry had said to him he wouldn't wear a skirt for anyone. hell, he probably wouldn't have worn the skirt if niall hadn't baited out the fact that he had worn them in the past. it didn't matter now though, and he did look good so it was a win-win situation.

"fuck, harry." louis moaned out as he grinded against him. his body froze for a second as he just let the teenager do all of the work, only moving to kiss him back with the same amount of passion he was showing previously.

harry's lips were sweet, louis could smell alcohol on the boy's breath which only increased the levels of wrong this actually was, but it seemed like harry didn't want to stop and louis really wanted to please him.

the older man pulled himself out of his thoughts and pulled his lips away from harry's. sure, kissing wasn't illegal but he was definitely not going all the way with the teen.

"harry, i can't do this."

louis rushed out as harry began to pull his shirt over his head, he enjoyed the view but his conscience got the better of him eventually. "why not?"

"you're 16, harry for fucks sake, if anyone finds out i could—" harry cut him off with another kiss only for louis to break it again.  saying, "i'm serious, harry."

harry groaned, "so what do you wanna do?"

louis just shrugged, harry took this time to climb off of louis and to lay down next to him instead. "let's just watch netflix, okay?" suggested harry, an innocent smile on his face.

"okay."

"oh, and i can successfully say, you are in fact all talk no action, tommo."

"shut up." he was smiling so harry knew louis wasn't mad with him. he probably agreed because harry was right after all. it's not like he would tell anyone of authority if they did fuck. he isn't stupid.

"make me."

so louis kissed him. and only that. just to prove that he could.

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lmao did u guys think i was really gonna write an illegal sex scene?
(she says even tho she's written 82million teacher/student scenes)

sorry ik promised this would've been up earlier but i had another seizure and the paramedics had to come and take more blood from me. ffs they literally might as well live here.

anyway it's so annoying but all i can focus on is this one fic i haven't published yet and i'm not gonna publish it. not until i've completed it at least. and i'm gonna try get death spells updated real soon. i'm not sure how many chapters there's gonna be of ds tho especially not if i've got writers block when i'm only three chapters in smh.

- dani