Teach Me (Larry Stylinson)

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excuse any mistakes :)

"Me mum was calling about Christmas." Louis says when the pair reach Harry's car.

"Really? You going to visit her for the holidays?" Harry asks, holding open the passenger door for Louis.

Louis climbs in and then waits patiently for Harry to go around and get into the car. "I was thinking about it, she loves for me to visit for my birthday." Louis says with a shrug and Harry pauses.

"Your birthday's coming up? It's on Christmas?" Harry asks, that's only two months away. He was already wracking his brain for a gift or two or three, for Louis.

"Christmas eve." Louis says and before Harry can say anything else Louis adds. "You don't have to get me anything."

"Oh don't be daft, of course I'm getting you something." Harry says as he starts the car. "My birthday is in February." He adds and Louis nods.

"We're a bit of a weird couple aren't we?" Harry comments and Louis shakes his head. "There's nothing wrong with not knowing stuff about someone as long as you make an effort to learn it."

The pair fall quiet and Louis finds his thoughts shifting to Andrew, well not really to him, but to something he had said.

He had said that Harry was very rough, Louis found this hard to believe because Harry wasn't rough with him, he was actually very gentle and loving and it was amazing for Louis. Now though, Louis was wondering if Harry felt the same way.

Louis begins to think of what 'rough' could mean, he had only ever slept with Harry and watched porn, so that's all his imagination was limited to.

He thought about Harry's broad shoulders and strong arms and how easy it would be for Harry to take control of him.

Louis shifted in his seat at the thought and then subtly glanced at Harry.

"Harry?" Louis says quietly and he glances over at his boyfriend, again, Harry keeps his eyes trained on the road but his eyebrows raise and he says "Yes, my love?"

"Um...do you...do you like the stuff we do?" Louis asks, his voice quiet and small, he can already feel himself getting insecure.

"Stuff? You're gonna have to elaborate, darling." Harry says, lips pulling into a small smile.

"Like our...sex stuff." Louis says quietly, sinking into his seat. Harry furrows his eyebrows and blinks at the road, giving Louis a sideways glance.

"You're joking right? Like you're not actually being serious, are you?" Harry asks and Louis just gives a small shrug of his shoulders.

"God, Lou, what are you going on about?" Harry asks, his tone surprised. "Obviously I like what we do, I practically bust a nut every time I look at you."

Louis shrugs, with flushed cheeks. "I don't know, I was just thinking about what Andrew said-"

"Oi don't listen to what that twat says... fucking annoying..." Harry grumbles, shaking his head.

"Well... he mentioned that you're rough and I don't think you're rough with me so it just sparked my interest." Louis says slowly.

"I thought you liked how I fucked you." Harry says and Louis is quick to reply.

"N-no, no, no. I do! It's just...you know I'm inexperienced, I don't know what other stuff there is. I don't know what I could be missing out on." Louis says.

Harry is quiet for a moment, lost in thought and Louis takes this moment to continue explaining himself. "I just... I wanted to make sure... you like what we're doing... and that you're not holding back and depriving yourself, for my sake."