-Louis POV-
"That was INCREDIBLE!" Zayn shouts.
The boys and I had just got off stage from the first show of our tour.
"Fucking arse hole! Pulls down my fucking pants in front of THOUSANDS of people! The magician isn't supposed to reveal his tricks!" I bark at Zayn.
Zayn laughs at me and says "We all knew the magician was a fake."
I roll my eyes at him and laugh.
"Well boys! First show of the tour was pretty successful I'd say! Don't you agree?" Liam asks us as we enter the tour bus.
"Ha. Totally." I says sarcastically.
They all plop down on the couches and Harry winks at me and laughs. "Nice underwear by the way Lou."
What a prick. I pinch Harrys cheek. "Ah. Funny."
We all talked about all the funny things that happened on stage for what seemed like hours until Niall piped up.
"I'm going to bed lads. Fuckin winded."
"Yeah we all should probably go to bed," Liam says while he, Niall and Zayn stand up. "another show tomorrow."
"I think I'll stay up a while longer. Got this book I'm reading and I'm dying to know the ending." Harry says and looks at me... raising an eyebrow as if he's unsure of himself.
"Yeah. I'll probably stay up and keep Harry company..." I says slowly, trying to not sound obvious, but failing.
"Okay I guess... uh... have fun." Liam says, and the 3 boys exit the room.
After about half a minute, Harry jumps on me, greeting his lips with mine.
"Mmm," Harry whispers inbetween kisses, "been wanting to kiss you all day"
I smile and deepen the kiss, and slide my tongue across Harry's lips, asking for entrance.
Harry spreads his lips apart and I explore his mouth, tasting each and every bit.
"Mmm, Lou." Harry says while we break apart for air.
I feel harry's now hard length against my stomach, then notice I have a full blown erection as well.
"Ugh." I whine, feeling sexually frustrated, knowing we can't have sex here.
Harry looks at me and smiles. "C'mere" he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the bathroom.
He smirks and turns on the shower, and slowly undresses himself.
I copy his actions and we both step into the shower.
Harry picks up where we left off, kissing me deeply and he slowly grinds up againt me.
He pushes aside the curtains a bit and makes me sit on the edge of the tub.
He continues kissing me and starts kissing my neck, then my chest, then my stomach, down to my happy trail.
I moan quietly as he licks my hard on, from the base to the tip.
He holds my member in his hand and swirls his tongue around my tip, earning several quiet moans from me.
Harry begins to suck me off, taking all of me in his mouth, bobbing up and down.
I put my head back, and bite my lip, trying not to moan too loudly.
I look down at Harry, and notice he's jerking off, I look back up to the ceiling and realize how much pleasure I'm feeling.
"F-fuck harry. Oh god, ye-ooOOO." I mutter. Trying to stay quiet.
I look down at Harry again and he moans, stopping sucking me off momentarily. I assume he was orgasming.
He continues sucking me off and I feel all of my muscles tightening. I moan a throaty moan, hoping the boys can't hear, and release myself into Harry's mouth, and he swallows it all, then removes his mouth from my member with a 'pop!'
We sit there for a minute, coming down from our highs.
"God you're so good." I whisper, standing up with shaky legs, as does Harry.
"Mmm, your cum face is so hot." Harry says, smirking at me.
I blush and we both step out of the tub, then Harry bends over to turn off the water and I slap his ass.
He laughs and I throw him a towel, then we dry ourselves off, both tired and groggy.
We put our clothes back on, and I kiss Harry. "Love you Haz." I say and we exit the bathroom, and walk to our luggage, change into our pajamas, and walk over to where our beds our and finally go to sleep.
