Amnesia

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They lay in bed together for hours. Just the two of them. No TV, no radio, no phones, iPads, laptops. Just them and their warmth and the silence. There was the occasional flutter of the curtains and the stir of a foot as it was slung under the others leg.

"You got angry at me last night..." Harry spoke softly, forehead pressed to Louis' in the cramped bed. Neither of them cared that it was cramped, they made it work. Harry stilled his hands that had been slowly running up and down Louis tight back. Every now and then he would dig his finger into the muscles, loosening them. They had woken on the floor early that morning, a complete and utter mess. The first thing Louis had down was run to the bathroom and vomit into the sink. Harry was there as always, holding his now long hair off his hot face and pressing a cold washcloth to his neck. Because Harry was there for Louis just as much as Louis was for Harry, if not more.

"I didn't mean to get angry. I don't remember much of what happened before I had you between my legs, anyway." Louis cheekily laughed, pinching Harry's side. Harry laughed, blushing a little bit as he pulled Louis tighter, holding him close even though Louis was a bit too hot.

"How are you feeling, Louis?" Harry asked, pulling away enough to hold the back of his

palm to Louis head and feel the hot flush beneath it. Louis shrugged, hands riding up Harry's top, rough palm running smooth circles into Harry's flesh.

"I'm okay Harry. Better out than in! I promise." He reassured, hands dipping down to cup Harry's bum beneath his pants as Harry's breath hitched in his throat.

"Well if you're sure..." Harry offered, hips stuttering involuntarily into Louis' as a finger brushed his tender hole. His head went slack, lolling into Louis shoulder slowly as a sweat began to break at the nape of his neck.

"Oh yes, I'm very sure Harry." Louis mumbled against Harry's neck, taking his earlobe between his teeth as Harry slung his leg around Louis. With one slow motion he was towering over the older boy, his curls pulled up in a tight bun at the back of his head as he rut down, gyrating his hips into Louis slowly. Louis held his head back against the cushions. His adams apple bobbing roughly as he swallowed thickly. His hands clenched around Harry's top as they dove under, tweaking his nipples before he was grabbing the base of it and lifting it up over Harry's head.

"I want to be on the bottom." Harry let out with a shuddered breath as he cradled Louis' body to his own, rolling them over so Louis now lay on top of Harry, legs slung either side of Harry's lovehandles. With a quick squeeze of his legs Louis was shimmying down Harry's body. Grabbing hold of Harry's boxers, he pulled them down in one swift move, leaving them around Harry's ankles.

"Want me to eat you out or we gonna skip that today?" Louis asked, a certain air of authority and casualty about him as he pushed up against Harry's body. Harry's skull hit the back wall with a soft thud as he shook his head, a simple 'no'. Louis nodded slowly, peppering kisses across Harry's hips, Harry's cock just brushing his chin.

"I'm sorry Louis..." Harry mumbled, turning his head into the pillow, a near rehearsed act every time they had sex. Ever self conscious about the length he'd unfortunately been gifted with. His whole cock could fit in Louis small hand, but Louis had never cared, had never worried about it. Just comforted Harry through his discomfort until he was ready to move on.

"It's okay, Harry. I promise, baby. I promise. You're a perfect size." Louis mumbled, licking a fat stripe up Harry's cock as Harry's hands fisted into the sheets. Taking the length between his lips Louis bobbed down, nose brushing Harry's pubic hair easily as Harry's cock reached to just the back of his throat at best. A small whimper fell from Harry's mouth as he arched his back into Louis mouth, toes curling over the edge of the too-small bed as he came near his orgasm, just another thing he'd always been conscious of. Louis let his dick go with a soft 'pop' as it stood at full mast against his belly.