Big Top

Chapter 12

We took Rosie outside after cleaning her up and after the booze wore off. We placed a few lanterns around her, illuminating the space enough to see her. I worked on some commands in French and she was obeying perfectly. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Rosie was French, it seemed so unreal to me. Louis was absolutely astonished and incredibly giddy at Rosie. He looked like a proud mummy, actually it was rather adorable. I was relieved, relieved that Rosie would finally listen now that she could understand us and hopefully Richard wouldn't prod her with that bull hook anymore.

Louis and I went back to his car to fetch a pen and paper so I could write the commands down for Richard. I watched Louis as he searched for them, a task which he bent over a few times. When he didn't find any anywhere he searched under his bed, where he said he kept some if he ever ran out. I watched him with his upper half under the bed while the rest of his body was up. His round, luscious, touchable bum up in the air made me bite my lip and stifle a groan. I absolutely could not help myself, and it hasn't even been twenty four hours since our last steamy session. "Aha! Found some!" He exclaimed, although it was muffled by the bed. He inched his way out and stood up to face me. "Finally!" He moaned, handing me the paper. God, did he really have to make that noise?

"Thank you." I took the paper and sat down at his desk and started writing commands. Louis's presence behind me was well known when he leaned over my shoulder and I felt his breath in my ear. My hand got shaky as he took my ear lobe between his teeth and tugged oh so gently, but enough to emit a small moan from me. "L-Lou..." I stuttered, barely being able to talk as he brought his lips down my neck, sucking and nibbling on the skin. Shit, since when did we swap places? I'm usually the bold one. My hand became so shaky that I just dropped the pen to bring the hand up to thread through Louis's feathery hair.

"What's wrong, love?" Smug little thing. I could hear his smirk through his voice, so proud of himself for getting me flustered. "Am I distracting you?" He found the pulse point on my neck and bit down, making me hiss.

"Fuck..." I felt speechless. I'm sure if I tries to speak it would come out a mumbled mess. I felt the swelling between my legs and quickly pressed the heal of my hand down on it. "W-We don't h-have t-ti-time, L-Louis." He simply ignored me and continued to assult my neck, biting and sucking. It felt like he was leaving a mark on me, his teeth rough on my skin. "A-Anyone could walk i-in." I said, scared at the thought.

"I locked the door."

Oh

I turned around and lunged forward for his lips. There wasn't really anything soft about it, it was urgent and needy. I picked him up to the same position from this morning, his legs wrapped around my waist. We were both equally hard and grunting and moaning into each others mouths. I walked forward until I reached his bed and laid us both down softly, disconnecting our lips to unbutton his shirt. "This'll have to be kind ok quick, ok." He nodded shakily as I unbuttoned his trousers. He seemed timid now, just moments ago he was bold and confident. "Hey, you ok?" I cupped his cheek in concern. He nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I just...I just get kinda shaky when it sinks in that, 'Oh my God, this is happening.'" He smiled, making me smile too. I loved that I had this effect on him. I gripped his trousers and pants, pulling them down enough for his length to spring up. We gasped at the same time, this was actually the first time I've ever seen it. This may sound strange, but I thought it was beautiful, I couldn't stop staring at it. Hard, pink, shiny and slick from the precome dribbling out the head, it wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either...It was fucking perfect. I slid my hands up his sides and my fingers found his nipples. I rubbed my finger over the hardening nub and watched his member twitch from it. He whimpered and my mind snapped back to him instead of just his length. I slipped my hand back down, going for it but I hesitated. He saw I was hesitant and answered my question before I even asked. "I want this, Harry." The lump in my throat only grew when my hand slipped further. I pushes past all the mind rattling nerves and wrapped my hand around him, receiving a gasp from Louis. My hands suddenly became shaky also. I didn't know what I was doing, I had never done this to someone else. So, I started off, like I would myself, by giving a gentle squeeze and sliding up and down. Louis squirmed and gasped beneath me, gripping the sheets. I was worried I wasn't doing this right. What if he didn't like it? I stilled my hand at that thought, I never wanted to force Louis into anything.