Chapter - 6

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Louis's POV

I arrange my stuff on the table as I hear a knock on the door. I look up to see the boy from yesterday standing there looking down at his feet "m-may I enter Mr.Tomlinson?"

"Sure, love. You're here early, the lecture doesn't start-" I look down to my watch "-for another 30 minutes"

"I must have lost track of time, I Guess I'm nervous for the presentation" he replies bitting his pillowy bottom lip.

I walk around the table to join the curly lad "Harry, right? There's no need to be nervous darling. I am sure you will do great but is there something I can do to help you relax?"

The boy beautiful boy blushed trying to avoid my eyes "Hey look at me, I don't bite" and he blushed even more.

"Why are you so flustered, love? Are you nervous about the presentation or are you just nervous around me?"

"I-i Mr.Tom-" the boy stutters as I move closer to him, attaching one of my fingers through the loop of his jeans and pull him closer.

"is this making you nervous" I whisper making the boy whimper

I place my nose on his jawline inhaling his sweet smell and look back to his beautiful face. His emerald green eyes and perfectly pink lips, just so kissable.

The boy bits his lip under my gaze as I thumb it free from his grasp causing him to gasp at the contact.

"say it, Harry. What do you want?

"you, you Mr.Tomlinson"

I growl, feeling his hardening cock as blood rushes down to my groin. "you want me Harry? want my cock?"

"yes Mr.Tomlinson" he moans

"on your knees" and he quickly gets down. I unbuckle my pants while he mouths at the outline of my cock.

"Patience baby"

he grabs at the base and instantly attaches his lips to the tip and I throw my head back in pleasure. I feel him lick the underside of my member and start bobbing his head.

I hold his hair back trying not to thrust in the heat of his sinful mouth. He looks up to me through his eyelashes "oh baby you look so perfect like that"

He hums around my cock in appreciation and let's go with a 'pop' sound and places his tongue right at he slit collecting beads of my pre-cum.

I feel the heat pool in my stomach "Harry" I feel myself repeating his name.

"Lou"

"Lou"

"yeah harry"

"Louis"

"Harry"

"Louis William Tomlinson!'

I wake up with sweat gathered on my forehead and my roommate hovering over me, looking confused.

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