Teach Me (Larry Stylinson)

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-I luv when they stare at each other
-this is v long and fluffy

"Good morning, Hazza." Harry wakes up to a weight on his torso and soft lips on his neck. Harry blinks his eyes open and is greeted with Louis straddling his waist and kissing his neck.

"Hi." Harry says, a smile spreading over his lips. He leans his head back, giving himself to Louis and allowing him to kiss and bite at his neck.

"What did I do to deserve you?" Harry asks, blissfully, he let's out a moan when Louis grinds his bum against Harry's dick.

Louis plants one last kiss on Harry's neck and then leans back to look at him. "Why're you being so nice to me?" Harry asks with a lazy smile.

"I think, I have to go home soon." Louis says, drumming his fingers against the swallows on Harry's chest.

"Well that just killed my boner."

Louis laughs and Harry pouts up at him, "It's not funny and I won't let you leave." Harry says, grabbing onto Louis' hips and flipping them over. Louis is a giggling mess as he's pinned down onto the bed and Harry let's his full weight on Louis.

"You're not going anywhere." Harry says while laughing. "Get off me, dork!" Louis smiles, hitting Harry lightly with his hands.

Harry sighs and rolls off of Louis and he looks over at his boy. "You can't leave, Bruce will miss you." Harry says and Louis smiles at him.

"Just Bruce?" He asks sweetly and Harry scrunches up his nose and presses his lips together to try and fight his smile. "No, I'll miss you a little bit too."

"I've got to write that story for work and I kind of miss my house a little bit." Louis says and Harry let's out a dramatic sigh.

"You could always come and stay with me." Louis suggests, taking Harry's hand in his and fiddling with his fingers.

"I'll have to think about it, love." Harry says and when he notices Louis' expression fall he brings Louis' hand to his mouth and presses kisses into his knuckles. "I'll come over."

"Yay!" Louis exclaims and he gets up and crawls on top of Harry, going back to leaving marks on his neck and chest.

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Later in the day Louis is at home in his own bed, typing in his computer and trying to come up with a good story.

He was trying to concentrate, but he had to admit, he missed Harry a lot and he didn't know why he thought coming back home was a good idea.

It also just made it even more apparent that him and Niall were no longer speaking. It made Louis sad that he couldn't expect Niall to just barge into his house and spend the day with him.

Louis also really missed Liam and he wished he could call him to hang out without hurting Niall's feelings.

He pushed his laptop out of his lap and he rolled over onto his stomach, he figured he'd just wait around until 6 o'clock when Harry got off of work and he said he'd come over.

About twenty minutes go by and Louis really thinks he might die of boredom until his phone begins to ring. Louis gasps excitedly and slides off of his bed to the floor, where his phone is laying there discarded.

"Hi Harry." Louis smiles, getting up from the floor and plopping himself down on his bed.

"Hello, love. I was wondering if you would want to go over to my mate Nick's house, tonight? He invited me and some others over for drinks." Harry asks and Louis pouts.