sticky notes. l.s au

sixteen

ONWARD TO THE STORY...-ARD

  The two, in fact, did kiss just a few seconds after Harry spoke. Neither was sure who initiated it, but they were both glad they finally received the contact they both wished for. A sigh of relief passed through both their lips at the final touch. It was tentative at first, just a soft brush of the lips before Louis fully connected their lips.

  Louis reached his hand up in an awkward position to cup Harry's pale cheek, the discomfort is worth it, while Harry's hands rested upon the smaller teen's waist. He couldn't believe this was happening and Louis was internally screaming.

  It's slow, passionate, everything Harry thought it'd be. He can't get over Louis' sweet lips and he briefly wonders if his tongue would be any sweeter. Their lips part and close, closer they pulled each other and deepened the kiss.

Louis turned his body a little more and swiped his tongue across Harry's bottom lip, begging for the sweet entrance he knew Harry held. Harry had instantly granted him the entrance. The moment their tongues collided, Louis released a small, breathy moan.

  They continued the deep kiss for a while, not pulling away to breathe because they inhaled through their noses. The kiss was a bit sloppy from how excited, rushed, and turned on they were. Everything had escalated.

  Harry rubbed along his back and waist, not moving down from respect of boundaries he didn't know Louis was apathetic about crossing. Louis wanted more all too quick. They both did. Louis' skin was burning and his stomach jerked with unfathomable arousal. Harry was ready to rip the tights and shirt off of Louis' body ready to please him in ways he's always only ever imagined.

  Gasps and pants bounced off the thick walls of the room and into their ears. A steady rhythm of small grinding movements began with the two. 

  The only thing that stopped Harry from doing so was the urgent, loud knocking at the door of Louis' room followed shortly after with yelling. "Louis!!! Tesla is hogging all the candy!" Florence's high, distraught voice complained.

  Louis and Harry quickly had broken apart, wheezy giggles coming from Louis and wheezy chuckles coming from Harry. Louis smiled wide at Harry and kissed his nose before slowly slipping out of his lap and walking towards the door.

  The teen opened the door to reveal his two little sisters, Tesla standing beside her,  looking annoyed while Florence complained to Louis as soon as the door opened more.

  "Louis! Tesla is-" Louis cut her off, "Not sharing the snacks, I heard." He said. He looked at the two in annoyance.

  Florence stopped talking and nodded expectantly, waiting for Louis to do something about it. Louis raised an eyebrow.

  "And what do you want me to do?" He asked her and signing for Tesla because he knew she hated when they talked and she didn't know what was going on. Tesla snickered at him, believing she wasn't gonna be in trouble.

  "Tell her to share!" Florence whined and stomped her right foot. Harry-who was listening-appeared at the door to help.

  Louis sighed and looked at Tesla, "Why won't you share?" He asked aloud and signed. She huffed and rolled her eyes before signing back, fast and snappy.

  "She ate a whole fucking jar of pickles and now she's about to eat my snack! Plus, she never shares with me! The greedy bit-" Louis extended his left hand, palm upward and sharply brought his open right hand down to his left palm at a right angle, saying 'stop' in sign language. His face said he meant business and he made a pretty sound hitting sound with his hands.