Five Times Harry Styles Was Jealous | LARRY

The Fifth Time

And here is the last part of this story. Super smutty (I'm sorry if I'm shit at writing it).

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The fifth time was the one that changed everything, the time that officially kicked started the Larry Stylinson relationship that was well-known today. It had been an extremely long night, they had just finished the last concert for their tour. The other boys were exhausted, however, Louis was wide awake and very excited to get to his room.

He had been extremely hard for a very long time, Harry had been teasing him without even realising it. All the hip thrusts and Harry pouring water over himself when he wore a white shirt, making his toned body very visible and honestly, very delicious looking. Louis just needed to get to his room and make himself cum so that he could actually get some sleep.

"Excuse me, coming through!"

So yeah, maybe he did rush past everyone as soon as they had given their thanks to the fans and the stage crew. Louis had practically bolted to his room, ignoring the strange looks he received from the boys and anyone he passed. Louis couldn't really give a fuck.

As soon as Louis made it into his room, he stripped out of his pants, his hands shaking so much from the pain of how hard he actually was. His cock was rock hard, pre-cum smearing on the lower part of his stomach from the tip. Louis wrapped a hand around his cock, jerking himself to try to release at least some of the tension. This wasn't the way he wanted to do it, it had been a while since Louis had gotten off properly. He needed to cum and he needed to cum now.

Louis grabbed his suitcase from the floor to retrieve some much-needed items. Louis had learnt pretty quickly when the band had been formed that somehow, one way or another, Harry Styles was going to get you sexually frustrated so Louis knew he always needed to be prepared.

Inside his bag was some lube and a dildo he had bought some other time that Harry had been a fucking tease on stage. It was times like this when Louis just needed to be filled up, it was the only way he could cum when he got like this.

Louis made his way onto the bed, making himself comfortable as he grabbed onto the lube, pouring some onto two fingers. He let the fingers circle over his hole, letting out a low moan when he finally sunk both of his fingers inside.

He was letting out the prettiest little moans as he scissored himself open, his fingers would never be enough to fill himself up, which was where the dildo came in. Louis grabbed a hold of it, lubing it as much as he could, then replacing his fingers with the thick sex toy.

"Fuck..." Louis moaned to himself. It definitely felt ten times better than his fingers. He let his eyes close over as he began to fuck himself with it, making sure to push the tip of the dildo deep inside him to brush over his sweet spot. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to the curly haired boy that always plagued his mind.

He couldn't help but wish it was Harry's cock fucking into him right now, his large hands cupping his ass as he rocked into him. Just the thought was causing Louis' moans to become louder and his hips beginning to move to take the dildo deeper inside him.

"You feel so fucking good, Hazz, filling me up so good," Louis whined. Goosebumps were now spread all over his body, overwhelmed with pleasure.  It felt so good, but he still longed to feel Harry's hands all over him. Louis was griping about not actually having them on him. But then it was almost like he could feel them, holding onto his hips to stop them from fucking back onto the sex toy.