strangers ☤ (larry stylinson)

twenty seven

a/n: rlly badly written smut so proceed at ur own risk xo

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"fuck!"

"language, harry." louis scolds the boy with a tut and a little chuckle. he had said he wasn't that good at fifa but louis didn't know he meant absolutely awful at it either.

"it's not my fault you're good at everything, is it?" the green eyed angel pouted, batting his eyelashes at the same time so louis would maybe stop taking the piss out of him.

louis shook his head, smirking "you're just terrible at this game, sweetheart."

the term of endearment made harry's stomach and heart flutter all at once, he loved the fact that louis was speaking to him in that sweet tone, the beautiful words all directed at little old harry.

"shut up an kiss me, you fool." harry spoke with a roll of his eyes. it wasn't his fault he was bad at fifa. he only really came here to make out but really any time spent with louis was a good time so why not play a game with him for three hours that he had only ever played once in the past.

"that's all you seem to want, harold." louis chuckled, continuing on. "one of these days i'm gonna end up doing something illegal."

to be honest, harry was hoping that meant he would finally sleep with him. well what else would it mean? they had kissed, they had given each other handjobs, so that was next on the list and harry didn't really mind, so why did louis?

"but i want that so bad. don't you want me, louis?" the younger of the two bit his lip, taking a seat in louis' lap also. this caused the older to stiffen a little bit, chuckling at the movements of the curly lad. "i want you more than anything in this world, we just have to wait a little while longer, okay?"

and harry couldn't argue with that because deep down, he knew what louis was doing was sensible, so he agreed with that in the moment, shortly remembering their previous conversations.

"could you at least eat me out?"

his own words caused a rosy blush to rise to his chubby cheeks.

sometimes harry was stunned by the use of his own words. louis even seemed stunned by what harry had just came out with because he wasn't always a confident person, so the fact that he was like this around louis really was a shocker to the both of them. it wasn't necessarily a bad thing though.

"is that what my baby wants?" louis asked, ducking his head into the crook between harry's neck and shoulder and peppering tiny kisses on his milky skin. harry nodded, overwhelmed by the feeling of louis' slight stubble brushing over his own jaw. only being able to get out a tiny "yes, please" before louis had the boy pinned down.

the small impact of harry's back hitting the bed left a little thud like sound being the only thing heard in the room as their lips moving in unison prevented them from talking.

harry couldn't believe this was finally happening. he felt the urge to let his eyelids flutter closed but decided against it, figuring that he won't see this often so he allowed his eyes to trace over every move louis made. the way he teased the teenager by pulling his jeans and boxers down at an agonisingly slow pace or the way he sucked at a few of his fingers before inserting them into harry one by one.

he had to admit, the feeling was certainly odd at first but as louis inserted the second, the oddness washed out into a mass feeling of pleasure. it was like ecstasy was held within louis' fingers as he brushed them upwards, sending a magnificent feeling straight through his body as he made contact with harry's prostate.

"so pretty, baby." louis whispered, placing a delicate kiss on the boy's tummy before he turned him over.

harry let out a shaky breath, hands gripping the sheets below him until his knuckles were visibly white and his fingertips were pink. he wasn't scared, just nervous, he wasn't exactly sure what it would feel like as this was all quite new for him.

but louis reassured him and he ate the teenager out until he was shaking beneath him and a small part of the sheets were quilted in a pool of cum. neither of them really regretted it, in fact, harry was sure he had never been happier. louis was trying to remain calm, harry's arse was something like no other. but it was also illegal. so instead he focused on the sweet smile on harry's face, glad he could provide this experience for the younger.

"you feel good?" louis whispered, kissing in between harry's shoulder blades as the boy still laid facedown, breathing heavily. harry nodded, motionless for some amount of time. "thank you."

some people might've thought it was odd that harry was polite enough to use manners after being eaten out, others might've thought it to be more odd that he rolled over to make out with louis some more even though his tongue had just been in his arse, but harry didn't care. all he cared about was that moment, him and louis, and he knew he was beginning to fall for the stranger.

"no need to thank me." louis kissed his nose, "i'd do it all again, pretty boy."

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(also a username change ooh)