Larry fics

Daddy's Got A Present

Harry drives down to the shopping center and finds Victoria’s Secret, heading inside and eyeing the panties, walking over and picking out three in Louis’ size; a black, lacy thong, a bubblegum pink, frilly one with a bow and a turquoise one with a knot on the back that opens a pocket to reveal…oh. He also picked up the ‘colour crush’ pack that comes with lip gloss, eyeliner and mascara and then checked out. “For your girlfriend ?” the lady asks with a smile as she scans the items. “Sort of.” Harry replies, smiling smugly to himself and then thanks the woman, driving over to another shop to pick up a pink tutu and a black tutu.

When the mechanic comes and tows Louis’ car, telling him to check up on it on Friday, Louis walks the short way home to Harry’s flat. Once he gets to Harry’s complex he takes the lift and remembers about Harry’s surprise, then he’s bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement until he pushes the door open with a, “Honey, I’m home!”

Harry was sprawled out on his bed, clad in boxers and stroking himself lazily when he heard Louis yell for him. “In here, angel!” he calls, pressing the heel of his palm against his clothed bulge. When Louis walks in he sees him stop in his tracks with a curious expression. “Hey baby, there’s something in the bathroom for you. Go take a look.” he requests, pointing behind Louis to the closed bathroom door in the hall as he shifts his weight on the bed, smirking at him, eyes dark.

"Okay," Louis says slowly, going to the bathroom and opening the door, closing it behind him. He turns around to see a pink Victoria’s Secret bag and lets out an , "oh my god." as he rummages through it, gulping. He’s already got more than a semi just from the thought of it, and he honestly doesn’t think he’s confident enough to wear these, but it’s Harry. It’s also hot and he knows he’d do anything to please Harry. He takes out the pink one and puts it on once he strips himself of his clothes, because really, if you’re gonna do it right. He shaves his face as quick as he can without nipping himself with the razor and then applies the makeup best he can, putting the eyeliner on his bottom waterline and then winging it out on his top lid slightly, carefully putting the mascara on.He nearly pokes himself in the eye but once it’s on his eyes look much bluer and…bigger, he supposes. Once he puts the lipgloss on his bottom and top lips and slides on the black tutu, he bites the inside of his cheek as he looks at himself in the mirror. "I look ridiculous!" he shouts to Harry through the door, trying to get the tutu to go down a bit more.

"I bet you look incredible!" Harry calls back, the thought of Louis in the things he’d bought making him twitch in his boxers. He sits up and slides those off, tossing them somewhere on the ground and sitting up, pumping himself slow as he waited for Louis, biting his lip in anticipation. "C’mon out, princess. ‘M waiting for you." he calls out, rolling his balls between his fingers to tease himself.

Louis sighed a little but nodded, slowly opening the door and peeking his head out the crack of it, eyes darkening at the sight of Harry teasing himself. “The tutu isn’t sticking down.” He says, and rubs his lips together to equally distribute the lipgloss more. Once Harry just tells him to come out he does, closing the door back up and sitting on the bed beside Harry, taking his hand away and replacing it with his own, stroking.

Harry forgets how to breathe for a moment, a moan catching in his throat as his eyes widen, seeing how the tutu framed Louis’ hips beautifully and the makeup made Louis’ eyes stand out even more. Harry can’t even speak or make noise, just staring wide-eyed as Louis strokes him gently. Harry lays back and Louis goes with him, licking his glossy lips and keeping eye contact. Harry’s cheeks are flushed obscenely and he’s rolling his hips up to Louis’ hand, biting his lip and gasping quietly.

Louis leans down and kisses Harry, moving to straddle him slowly as he still pumps him, the other hand moving to his bicep where he slowly trails his fingers up and down, massaging Harry’s balls. He kisses Harry slowly and then slips his tongue into his mouth, moving his lips and tongue very softly against Harry’s, some of the lipgloss coming off on Harry’s lips.