Whipped Cream // Larry Stylinson AU

Vingt-et-un

Harry actually felt a little bit silly for feeling so nervous earlier. Louis' family were so welcoming and he instantly felt comfortable around them all.

He let Daisy and Phoebe braid his long hair. He actually enjoyed having the braids hang over his shoulders. He liked the way they looked too. Louis moaned when he first saw his boyfriend with the new hair style. "I'll tug on those tonight." He had whispered in his ear, causing Haz to blush furiously.

During dinner, the two boys sat together, squished in one lounge chair as the table had ran out of seats but it was perfect nonetheless. Jay went all out, the kitchen acted as a buffet with the amount of food options. This felt like family to the Cheshire lad and that's what Christmas is all about.

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When Jay handed Louis a bowl of brownies then held up a can of whipped cream the lad choked on his own spit. "You alright, darling?" His mother asked, concern plaster across her face. "M'fine, ma, thanks." He took the bowl and headed over to his boyfriend who was currently letting the twins paint his nails. "You can tell them to fuck off." He laughed, squeezing back in beside Haz. "Louis!" The boy with the mint green nails squealed, "No, I actually like having nail varnish on." And he wasn't lying. He enjoyed this and wished he had little sisters of his own.

Later that night Louis and the elder set of twins did dishes, one washed, the other dried and the third put the items away. "We really like Harry." Phoebe smiled, handing the dried plate to her brother to take over to the cupboard. "Me too." He agreed. "Like, really, really like him. He's definitely too good for you." Daisy piped in, earning a hair pull from her big brother. "I guess you're right though." He sighed. "No, you both deserve each other." Phoebe smiled, "Honestly, Lou, I think he's head over heels in love with you. 90% of our conversations have been about you. He told us all about how you met and about the way you asked him to be your boyfriend. He's really fond of you." "I love him, more than I've ever loved anyone before." "Don't let mum hear you say that." Then all three erupted with laughter.

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Jay had a lot of children so when those children grew up their 4 bedroom house wasn't going to cut it. She had 4 extra rooms built in the basement; 3 bedrooms and a bathroom. The oldest three got moved down there and the older twins had their own rooms upstairs.

Now both Louis and Charlotte have moved out of home, but their rooms are still there, Lou's has just been changed slightly, making it more suitable for a guest bedroom. Charlotte's boyfriend used to have to stay in there when she still lived at home. Now both couples were staying at the Tomlinson/Deakin residence and both were old enough to share beds with their significant others. "I swear to god if I hear either of you fucking tonight I will walk in and I will force you off each other." Felicite said, earning herself a small smack up the back of he head off her mother, only making her laugh. "Mum, I've got Lottie next door and Lou across the hall. Cut me a little bit of slack." She pleaded. "No funny business happens under my roof." Jay warned, causing Harry and Charlotte's boyfriend, Tom to blush while her older two children rolled their eyes.

When Jay left the 5 of them in the tiny tv room in the basement Felicite spoke again, "You're all here for a week, yeah?" She asked, crossing her arms. Both of her older siblings nodded, "Well, you can each hand over £40 and I'll have my headphones in, not hearing anything and not telling mum about the bed shaking you lot are doing." Louis' jaw dropped, "You were so fucking innocent when I left!" Louis said in disbelief. "You left years ago, Lou. Fizzy grew up." She laughed. Louis shook his head but reached for his pocket, "I've only got a £50." He sighed. "That'll do. I don't give change" She smirked, taking the bill and pocketing it. "Here." Lottie sighed, handing over £40, "You're a bitch, you know that?" She mumbled at her little sister, "I learnt from the best." She winked, "I love you guys. Pleasure doing business with you." She waved, heading off to her room.

"We just got scammed by our younger sister." Louis was still in shock. "I can't believe it either." Charlotte admitted, folding her arms, a look of anger across her face. "I wasn't going a week without sex though." She admitted, much to Louis' disgust, he gagged, shook his head then stared at his sister, "I'm your brother. I didn't need to know that." The girl just shrugged, "Everyone has sex, no big deal." She looked over at Tom who stood awkwardly, "Yeah, I um, going for a smoke."

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When everyone had went to bed Louis tip toed up stairs to the kitchen. He only had one thing on his mind: whipped cream. Harry laid tied to the bedposts, completely naked, Lou hadn't put anything over his mouth as he trusted the lad not to make a noise; he didn't.

With a cold can of whipped cream in his hand, Louis closed the door then hurried to undress himself, leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor. Harry's dick laid hard upon his stomach, leaking precum. The two had already engaged in foreplay so they were beyond ready when Lou lathered his dick up with cream then inserted himself deep into the submissive. Neither of them had brought lube and they enjoyed incorporating the cream in the bedroom.

"I love you" was exchanged during orgasm and soon the pair were off to the bathroom, ready to wash away any evidence of the act they just participated in. "Gonna go out for a quick smoke before a shower, I'll be back to join you in a minute." Louis kissed Harry before exiting the bathroom and heading outside.

The snow was thick, the lad quickly turned on the outdoor gas heater and took a seat, lighting his cigarette and taking a long drag. There's something so satisfying about a smoke after sex. He was startled when the door slid opened and Tom appeared. "Hey, mate." He greeted, taking a seat next to Louis by the heater. "Is Harry in the shower?" He asked, lighting his own smoke. "Yeah, you need it?" "Yeah, it's fine though, I can wait." Louis nodded, smiling slightly.

"YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING FOR A FUCKING SHOWER!" Charlotte squealed, walking outside and snatching the cigarette from her boyfriend's hands. "Wow, chill out." Louis laughed, "Since when do you smoke?" He asked, being the over protective big brother he is. She doubled over in a fit of coughs. "Not long I see." He laughed again. "She actually never smokes. What the fuck, Lottie?" Tom asked, confusion written on his face as he rubbed his girlfriend's back. "I just walked in on Harry in the fucking shower. I'm shook." She groaned, "Those things are disgusting. How do you guys smoke them?" Louis stood up, tossing his cigarette into the snow, heading inside, "Poor Haz will be freaking out right now." Lou frowned. "Tom said he was going for a shower. I assumed he was in there. I said sorry repeatedly but apologise again for me."

Louis laughed when he found Harry covering his package with his hands, a sigh of relief fell from his lips when he saw Louis. "Charlotte says sorry" He laughed, taking off his clothes and stepping in beside the embarrassed man. "She saw me naked. My boyfriend's sister saw me naked. Fucking hell." He was still trying to process it all. "She has walked in on me before. That's worse; seeing your brother naked." L tried to lighten the situation. But H was still mortified.