Whipped Cream // Larry Stylinson AU

Seize

Harry finished up work on Thursday evening, not bothering to grab a fresh bunch of flowers as he knew he was going to be away for the next few days. He had told Collette all about his little holiday with Louis and he loved how excited the old woman got for them.

"Stay safe and have a great time away, love." Collette smiled, waving to Harry as he walked out the door and mixed in with the crowd of busy Parisians trying to get home from work.

Louis was already at home, loading the suitcases into his far too expensive car. They were originally going to take the train but decided against it last minute. They knew taking a car would take them a good 5 and a half hours but they wanted to have a mini road trip kinda feel and Harry really wanted to experience all the sights to see on the way.

Upon arriving home Harry didn't even bother going to double check his apartment was all locked up and secure- Louis had done that for him already. Instead he walked straight to the garage and hopped into Lou's car that was already nice and warm as he had been waiting for his boyfriend to come home.

"You ready, baby?" Lou asked, leaning over to plant a kiss on his boyfriend's slightly chapped lips. "Yes! I'm so ready. Let's go!"

So Louis backed out of his parking space and took off. The traffic at this hour was worse than you could even imagine. Between tourists and people just trying to get home this place was absolutely insane. "This is easily going to add an extra 40 minutes at least to our trip!" Louis groaned, tempted to honk his horn at a stupid motorbike who had pulled out in front of him. "Relax, babe. Let's enjoy this. If you need me to drive in a few hours just ask, yeah?" Harry kissed the back of Louis' hand that was clasped in his own. "I just get super frustrated with traffic, you know? S'why I nearly always use an Uber."

An hour in and the roads were slightly clearer but not enough to actually keep up a certain speed and to stop hovering over the breaks. They had somewhere along the way connected Harry's phone to the stereo and Disney Tunes were blaring through the speakers. They both belted out the lyrics between sips of the coffee they had picked up at the drive through not too long ago.

Two hours in and Louis had to crack the windows so he could smoke a cigarette. It was far too cold to properly air out the car but because Harry was in here with him he wanted at least a bit of airflow happening. Louis did say he was going to pull over and have a cigarette outside the car but Harry insisted on him smoking in the car- it's damn fucking cold outside.

At 8 they had been on the road for 3 hours and were currently seated in a booth at McDonalds, after racing each other to the bathroom. "What'd ya want ta' eat?" Louis asked while a yawn escaped his slightly chapped lips. "Chicken nuggets and a milkshake, please." Harry replied, grin plastered across his face. "Flavour?" "Strawberry" Harry answered like it was the dumbest question ever. Harry insisted on dunking every bit of the chicken nuggets in sauce so Louis expected it really- 7 nuggets in and Harry was back up at the counter buying another two containers of barbecue sauce. Louis just down two Big Macs and called it dinner.

By 9 they were 4 hours in- nearly there. Harry was driving the Ford Mustang happily down the deserted road. Not bothering to do the speed limit as nobody was around. The isolation only lasted half an hour, it wasn't long for the chaos of France to catch up to them or for them to catch up with it. Their hands were once again intertwined, Louis thumbing over the soft skin on Harry's hand.

10 o'clock hit and they finically made it down to the last hour. With another stop for coffee and this time Louis' phone connected to the speakers, Post Malone was now filling the car, as well as more cigarette smoke. The view of the coast was breath taking, they were definitely coming back in the summer time. "How'd you get into smoking?" Harry asked, curiously. "Me mate, Zayn, back home in England smoked and we always hung out, I actually liked the smell and tried it. Liked the hit it gave you, ya know? It's not like a high or anything, just a sense of calm and relaxation." Louis admitted, "Does it bother you?" He asked concerned. "No, not at all. I mean for your health, yeah. I want you to live a long healthy life, but I honestly don't mind. My dad smoked, I'm used to it." He shrugged, smiling over a his boyfriend for a split second before giving the road all his attention.

They arrived at 10:55pm, nearly a 6 hour road trip. They were glad to stretch their legs again and to head up to their room. Louis sent Peter a text, letting him know they had arrived and needed him to bring down their room key. He lived on the top floor with his wife and children.

"Louis! It's good to see you, mate." Peter greeted, pulling Louis into one of those awkward man hug things. "You too. This is my boyfriend, Harry. Harry, this is my client, Peter." Louis introduced the two, watching them shake hands and exchanging 'hello's'. "So you're on floor 10, room 98. I have a room upstairs in my house where we'll be meeting tomorrow. Is 9am, okay? I'll get the kids off to school and the wife has breakfast with her friends every Friday morning so she'll be out for a while." Louis agreed on meeting at 9, happy that his work day wasn't going to begin around 5 like every other one.

Their room was nothing less than stunning. Harry was most excited for a shower though, he was still in the clothes he had worked in and while his job isn't all that hard, he liked to change when he got home and as far as he was concerned he had spent too long in the soft Saint Laurent blouse. "Come shower with me?" Harry asked, dragging Lou towards the bathroom without even waiting for his answer. "Eager, are we?" L purred, beginning to take off his suit that he also had been wearing far too long.

The bathroom was sparkling white and smelled of bleach which Harry loved because it just screamed 'CLEAN'. So he didn't have a problem sprawling out on the little bench that was built into the shower wall and having Louis' head buried deep between his cheeks. He moaned, not at all caring if there were people in the room next to them, Louis' soft, wet tongue felt like heaven pressed between the tight, clenching muscle. He was so far gone before Lou had even began fucking him. "I'm already so fucking close." Harry moaned out, loving the stretch his man's thick cock caused his ass to do. "You're beautiful. Cum whenever you need to, baby." Louis assured, leaning down to connect needy lips together.

Harry came, he came hard. Squirting all over his toned stomach and clenching around Louis' dick. Harry needed this, he was so worked up and the ecstasy he felt long after his orgasm was beyond relief.

Lou pulled out, stood up and positioned himself in front of his wrecked man. Haz knew what to do. He took the hard dick that was pressed up against his lips in one big gulp and fuck, Louis wasn't ready for that, a deep throaty moan escaped from his mouth, "Fuck, baby. God damn." Louis moaned, before Harry it had been ages since Louis had some good sex. Of course he slept with Eleanor every now and again but he never really enjoyed it. This he enjoyed, way too much.

Lou nearly fainted when Haz began moaning around his length, taking him so far down his throat he wasn't even sure was possible. "I love you, fuck." The elder groaned, tangling his small hands in the wet, curly hair falling from his boyfriends head

Soon, cum was dripping down Harry's raw throat. "I love you too" He said, voice raspy. "You did so good." Louis praised, picking himself up from the tiled floor and connecting lips with his lover. "I'll make you some tea to sooth your throat when we get out, love." Then they were tangled into each other, tongues dancing and hands roaming.