prompts: please this time write a Lirry smut.:$ There isn't enough Lirry writing, especially smuts. It could be an AU smut with some high-school stuff. I would love you for it for ever! thank you so much!:) xxx
it's a passionate hard sex. Can Harry be the bottom and Liam the top?:$ Maybe it could be exciting.. I mean they're afraid of someone is seeing them or anything.:)
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“Fuck Liam, where the hell is this coming from” Harry asked, breathing unnaturally hard even for these particular circumstances.
“It’s just you looked so fucking hot playing footie and then that stupid cheer bitch stared at you when you took of your shirt and now I just want you. I want you Haz”
Harry smiled up at his boyfriend and despite the fact that he was sucking on his next, took some time to relishing the fact that his goody two shoes lover was grinding up against him in the boys locker room. They hadn’t been lovers for long, but they have been friends forever. Liam quiet and cheeky, Harry not so quiet, but equally as cheeky bonded over witty banter and sarcasm years ago. Finally, after Liam came out to him, Harry kissed him. He just kissed him in the middle of his room without provocation and Liam responded. They’ve been together since and that had Harry smiling into the kiss his boyfriend gave him.
“What are you smiling at babe? I’m grinding against you in a locker room and you’re smiling. What the hell am I doing wrong?”
“Shit! Nothing! Just started thinking about how things happened at a very inappropriate time” quickly rebutted.
“You can still think?” Liam growled back, a little pissed at the fact that his boyfriend was still capable of both coherent thoughts and sentences. Liam really wasn’t about spontaneity, he was controlled, a planner. Which is why he’s really confused about his boyfriend being all composed.
“I, uh, fuck Liam. No” Harry moaned as Liam bit into his neck, mind clearing of anything thought. One would think that since Liam was being the irresponsible one, Harry would’ve taken over the role as the mature one, but he didn’t. So it went unsaid that they were in a very open part of the locker room where the jv team would be coming into change very soon.
“I’m going to take you right here against this locker.” Liam said stepping back to unbutton Harry’s trousers, yanking them down and all the way off while Harry took care of his own shirt. Liam didn’t even think about it before he dropped to his knees in front of his lover and gave a teasing lick to the tip of his dick. Harry quaked, knees buckling so Liam pushed him against the locker, pinning him to it by the hips and taking him all the way down to his base. Harry tried to buck into Liam’s mouth, but he had such a firm grip on his hips he could barely move.
“Fuck Liam God, don’t stop.” Harry begged, feeling himself come apart in Liam’s mouth. Liam kept the pace, not pulling off at all, not even to take a breath. He just swirled his tongue and continued the motions that had his younger boyfriend writhing against the locker. Harry was trying to get over all the sensations. He was feeling the slick warm heat of Liam’s mouth, as well as the warmth coming from the hands holding him in place, and he was surrounded by the chill of the locker he was against and the cold air surrounding him.
Liam looked up at Harry, loving the view, his long torso lead him right up to the boy who was biting his lips and had his eyelids squeezed shut from the pleasure. Although, Liam had other plans. He was going to make Harry come right then and there. You see, Liam was the bashful type, he never really took control just because he was waiting for the right moment where he could show Harry that he was every bit as dominant.
