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The air around them seemed charged, electric. He could feel a fire coursing through his veins as their tongues danced together to a fierce beat. Fingers slid under the fabric of his t-shirt, pressing into his skin. The warmth surrounding him was enough to drown him and yet not quite. He ached for more. He was craving for more and more of it.
Time seemed to stand still when their lips parted. A flood of emotions passed through the green eyes he was gazing into. The only sounds inside the room were of their panting breath.
Harry's fingers travelled up his waist, his arms, his neck, and finally settled at his cheeks. He held onto the man's hands, feeling the need to grasp onto something, to feel grounded.
The moon shone on Harry's side, making him glow like an innocent child.
It was then that Louis realised how much Harry needed him, maybe more than Louis could ever fathom. Under the pretence of darkness, the man had let down all his guards, and for the first time Louis could read him, could see how fragile he was.
Maybe Harry didn't mean to show his vulnerability, maybe Louis wasn't meant to see past his walls, but he wouldn't ever want to change it. For once he was able to measure how many demons resided inside the man's heart, how much guilt he was still carrying.
Harry had crawled under his skin, was flowing through his veins, was occupying his every thought, was ruling his heart.
Louis had his Epiphany.
For all the time he had pretended to hate this man, he had been slowly falling deeper and deeper for him. Was being swayed by his wispy curls, entranced by the way he weighed his words, hung up on each flutter of his eyelashes. He had fallen in love way before he had even thought of the possibility.
"Make love to me," he whispered into the quietness, not wanting to disrupt it.
Somehow that was enough. No questions, no affirmative.
They moved until his back was on the mattress with Harry lying between his legs. His skin burned with every press of lips against it. Harry took his time to undress him, kissing every inch of the skin being revealed.
He tried to keep his nerves down. It was Harry, he trusted him with his life.
Warmth crept up his chest as the man undid his bottoms, staring as if in awe. He tried to close his legs when he felt too shy, but Harry just held him still, holding his legs apart with his hands.
Green eyes met his again, blown wide. "You are beautiful, so beautiful," Harry whispered against his thigh and kissed it, travelling down to his knee, and then to his foot.
"Harry, please," he whimpered when the anticipation got too much, already embarrassed with how aroused he was when Harry hadn't even undressed yet.
"Let me appreciate your beauty, darling," Harry's lips were against the column of his neck now, grazing there gently while his fingers toyed with Louis' buds. "You sound like a dream," the man commented when Louis let out an elongated moan.
"Need you, Harry, please!" He gasped out when the fingers wrapped around him, stroking him while Harry marked his territory across his chest, biting and licking to leave purple bruises.
"I know, my love. Shh... I want you to feel good, okay? Let me know if anything hurts you."
A cold finger pressed against his entrance, slowly sliding in and he cried out, nails digging into Harry's upper arms. "Don't stop," he pleaded with watery eyes when Harry made to pull away.
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The Epiphany of Us (Larry AU)
Fanfic[Complete] It was the summer of 1984 when Harry inherited his grandfather's estate and wealth. San Gimignano was a Tuscan village in Italy where he decided to move for final. That was it, that was where he would love, marry and live. His professor f...
