Angels and Demons (larry stylinson)

XIII

There was a single moment of pure silence, where all Harry did was stare at Louis, who was staring right back at him. Then that single moment passed, and Louis' mouth was against his, and his hands were caressing Harry's face, holding it with such passion and concern, like if he let go in the slightest, Harry would be torn away from him.

Harry had no idea who was after him tonight, but Louis did, and Harry couldn't help but to think Louis was almost scared for Harry. Harry quickly thought back to the panicked expression Louis wore as he yelled at Harry to get into the car. Harry had seen a lot of different emotions played across Louis' face in the time he'd known him, anger, annoyance, superiority, want, but never panic, never fear.

Even now, with their faces and bodies pressed hotly against each other, Louis face showed another expression, something Harry couldn't quite place. It was a certain softness, a fond, content look, that made Harry melt even more into the smaller lad. He wanted to let Louis have his way with him; he wanted to be Louis', just to have that face keep the softness.

"Stop thinking so much" Louis whispered, pulling away from Harry for a moment, already slightly panting.

"I'm not thinking too much!" Harry countered, lowering his lips back to Louis'. They kissed for a moment longer before Louis pulled away again. Harry gave him a confused look.

"You are thinking too much, I can feel it" Louis said softly, as if he didn't really mean to say it at all.

"What do you mean you can feel it?" Harry questioned.

"You Angels have your weird little power enhancements, and us Demons have our, never mind it, just stop thinking so hard, alright?" Louis moved to press himself against Harry again, trying to stop the conversation.

"Wait!? Are you telling me you read minds? Cause that'd not fair, I don't want you to read my mind, that's like an invasion of privacy, especially when I can't read yours!" Harry paused.

"No I can't read your mind, will you please just shut up and kiss me?" Louis urged, and Harry didn't try and speak anymore, nor did he try and think, he just let himself be enveloped in the feel of Louis. "much better" Louis breathed in-between kisses.

The two of them stay there, Harry pressed up against a wall, Louis caging him in, mouths interlocked, for what seemed like forever. Louis had his hands tangled up in Harry's hair, pulling his mouth even closer, giving the Demon more control. Harry kept one of his hands on Louis lower back as he let the other slide down to grope Louis bum. Louis moaned, moving his mouth to trail down Harry's neck, stopping to kiss him there for a time.

As Louis sucked multiple love bites into Harry's neck. As he did so, Harry ground into the other boy, kneading his ass, bringing the two impossibly close. By the time Louis came up from Harry's neck, satisfied with the bright bruises already forming there, Harry was panting and desperate for more.

"Easy Harry, slow down, we have the whole night" Louis said with a wink. He then slid his fingers down Harry's chest, and started unbuttoning Harry's shirt. He took his time, slowly undoing each button, pressing soft kisses into Harry's newly revealed skin. When he got to Harry's abdomen, he stayed a moment longer, pressing many kisses against Harry's butterfly.

"I've always loved that one" Louis whispered, lowering himself even further, until the shirt was completely open, and Harry was staring down at Louis. He wanted desperately in that moment to pull Louis back up to his mouth, and rip his shirt off too, but Louis had already moved onto the next article of clothing he had deemed unnecessary.