Lilo & Nouis Smut (BoyxBoy)

36. All Good Things Come to Those Who Wait (Lilo)

Liam gasps, his head falling back against the wall as he fights and fails to pull his hands down from above his head where Louis has them pinned. He whines and tries to push his hips forward to get some friction on his erection through his jeans, but Louis keeps his grip on Liam's hip with his other hand and pushes them back to the wall. He continues to suck on Liam's pulse point, bringing blood to the surface and creating a beautiful bruise for everyone to see, the interviewer they're going to tomorrow, their management, Harry and Niall, their fans, and the only ones who are gonna know who gave him this mark will be their band mates and more importantly, their management, the same people who try to hide their relationship and make them stay away from each other. Louis hates it, Louis hates not being able to kiss and hug and hold Liam's hand in public, so he likes to make up for all the contact they can't have in public when they're in the privacy of their hotel room. Liam mumbles something that Louis doesn't understand, making him look away from the forming bruise and up at Liam, whose head is tilted back, eyes closed, and mouth slightly open. He moves the hand from Liam's hip and grabs his jaw, making Liam open his eyes and look at Louis.

"What was that baby? Don't mumble. You know I don't like mumbling." He says.

"Please Lou," he whispers more clearly.

"Please what? What do you want, Liam? Don't be shy." Liam tries to pull his hands away from where Louis has them pinned but Louis tightens his grip, making Liam whine.

"Want you, wanna touch." He says, pushing his hips forward into Louis', sighing at the small amount of friction. Louis chuckles, letting go of Liam's hands and they tangle themselves in Louis' hair, bringing Louis' lips to his, and Louis has to brace his hands on the wall on either side of Liam's head as he licks into Liam's mouth, tasting remnants of some of the liquor he had earlier. Liam moans and tightens his hands in Louis' hair, pushing his hips into Louis', but before Liam can get too into the grinding, Louis is grabbing his hips and pushing them back against the wall. Liam whines low in his throat and moves his hands down Louis' sides and pulling his hips towards his own. Louis growls and grabs both of Liam's hands from his side and slams them on the wall of either side of his head and slides them above his head where he holds them both with his right hand while his other goes to hold his hips to the wall.

"Patience, baby." Louis mutters against his lips. "You just don't have it in you, do you? Just so eager, aren't you?" Liam whines and stops squirming, knowing what Louis is trying to do. "I'm gonna let you go but you don't move unless I say. Keep your hand above your head, don't move your hips until I say you can." Liam nods, and Louis pulls his hand away and quickly moves his hands to the bottom of Liam's shirt, pulling it up and over Liam's head and tossing it to the floor. He steps back and admires Liam's body, he's toned and fit and tan but flushed nonetheless. Liam always gets like this, and Louis loves that. He reaches forward and runs his hands down Liam's sides, making Liam shiver. Louis moves forward and starts placing openmouthed kisses down his neck to his chest and stomach and drops to his knees, moving his hand up to unbuckle his belt and pull them through the loops. He drops it next to the shirt and slowly unbuttons and unzips his pants. He can feel Liam watching every slow move that he makes and he slowly pushes his pants down to his ankles and then his boxers. He taps Liam's calf, silently telling him to step out of them, and Liam does just that, toeing off his socks and shoes, and kicking them to the side too.

Liam watches Louis sit back on his heals and just stare at him, making the boy flush an even darker shade of red but somehow make him even harder at the same time. Louis must see this because he chuckles and runs his hands from his ankles all the way up to his hips where he stops, caressing the skin there with his thumbs. It is just another one of those nights where Louis just wants to drag this all out for as long as he can because he wants to make up for what they can't do any other time, and Liam hates it but loves it all the same. They've been busy a lot lately, too, so any time they've had alone was spent with them being too exhausted to actually do anything. So when they actually do get time like this, Liam is extremely impatient and just wants it right then and there without drawing it out. But Louis is also a visual person, loves watching how Liam's body reacts to him and his facial expressions because it's what gets him off the most. Louis suddenly reaches forward and grabs the base of Liam's cock, making Liam gasp at the coldness of his fingers on his sensitive skin. Louis smiles and slowly works the one hand over his cock, thumb sliding over the tip. Liam's shaking and fighting to keep his hands held above his head. Louis's looking up at Liam in awe, loving how the simple movements of his hand on his cock can turn Liam into putty. He reaches forward, running his tongue all the way up the base to the tip where he digs his tongue into the slit, making Liam groan and whine and twitch his hips. He wraps his lips around the head and sucks lightly, tasting the pre-cum and swallowing it down. He lowers his mouth down on Liam's cock and let's him hit the back of his throat, where Louis swallows him. Liam groans and resists the urge to buck his hips, and thinks that somehow he's grown harder at the thought of Louis' practically nonexistent gag reflex. Louis groans, sending the vibrations up Liam's cock and waves of arousal crashing into his body. Liam digs his fingers into his hair, resisting the urge to grab Louis' hair and fuck into his mouth like he wants to, but he knows Louis won't like him moving without permission.