Larry Stylinson One Shots

What Makes You Beautiful Part Four (Final)

WARNING: smut ahead

Harry's POV

We approached Louis' house, I don't think I've ever seen him drive faster, he must be as eager as I am. Walking out of the car and up to the front door, I wipe my hands on my dress pants, becoming anxious. I knew I was 100% ready, I was just self-conscious and didn't know what to expect or what do to. The walk up the stairs and down the hall to his room felt like an eternity. Sitting down on his bed, I felt a thousand emotions at once, I'm actually about to lose my virginity. "Imavirgin" I hope he heard me, I don't have the guts to say it again. "What did you say love?" Ugh, I take a deep breath, "I'm a virgin." "Okay, okay that's fine" he says while grabbing my cheek, cradling it in his hand, I subconsciously lean into his touch. "I only want what you want, are you sure you want to do this?" "Yes, I want this Lou, I want you, all of you" and with that, I smash my lips against his.

Kissing Louis is something I'm far too familiar with, his kisses are like my morning tea, his lips the sugar, and his tongue the cream. Laying underneath him, my hands daring to make their way under his shirt, I've never felt more alive. He must've grown impatient with my shyness because he sits up and rips his own suit jacket, tie, and shirt off, before removing all of mine as well. His skin feels so hot against mine, I feel as I am igniting under his touch. His lips trail down my torso, leaving love bites everywhere, something I've grown very fond of, I love when he marks me, claims me as his and only his. His lips get lower and lower, I've been feeling the strain in my pants since we left the car, It's the most uncomfortable feeling ever.

"Why don't we get these off yeah?" Louis' voice has become raspier and deeper, it's so fucking sexy. I nod vigorously, not being able to find any words, I just need some relief before I pass out. His fingers brushing over the fabric of my dress pants is agonizing, too much fabric, too many clothes. He takes off my pants, shoes, and socks, gasping at the sight on my dark red boy short style underwear, Gemma always told me these would come in handy. "Wow.... uh... these are... really really nice" my entire torso flushes at his compliment. He stands to remove the rest of his clothes, leaving him in his dark navy blue briefs, I cannot help but stare at his massive bulge. Before he can return to his position on top of me, I stand and force him to sit on the bed. "What are you doing babe?" He questions, running his hands up and down my waist, "I want to do something for you" I drop to my knees and I see his dick twitch under the fabric. Okay Styles, you can do this.

He shimmies out of his briefs, oh my god. How is he so big, will that even fit inside of me? I take a deep breath, spit into my hand and grip him gently. I stare into his eyes asking for permission, he looks like the definition of sex. His forehead slightly stained with sweat, his breathing erratic, and his bottom lip captured bewteen his teeth. I slowly take him into my mouth, not sure how much I could handle. Swirling my tongue around his tip, taking as much as I can into my mouth, letting my hand work the rest. "Oh.. god.." he stutters "you're so good at this." His hip muscles flex, like he's trying to restrain from thrusting his hips up. I let my hands fall on either side of his thighs on the bed and take all of him in my mouth, Louis' moans giving me encouragement to keep going, even when he hits the back of my throat, I try and hold my coughs back. "Oh shit" one hand moves to my head, lacing his fingers into my hair, while the other supports him on the bed behind his back. "Babe, baby you gotta stop or I'm gonna cum" I release him from my mouth, smiling and batting my eyelashes, something I know he loves.

He pushes me back on the bed ripping my underwear off, I immediately grow self conscious and try to cover myself with my hands, "no please, don't cover yourself up, you're so beautiful, god I'm so lucky." He kisses from my knees up to my thighs, leaving marks wherever he wants, I'm growing more and more impatient. "Get on with it already" I whine, wanting him, needing him. "Okay baby, this is your first time, we need to go slow okay?" I nod, he grabs a condom and a bottle from his bedside table, something I can only assume is lube. He lubes up three fingers, "this may hurt okay, if at any point you want to stop we can, I won't be mad, I need you to communicate with me okay?" I take a deep breath, "yes Lou, now please get on with it before I explode." He chuckles and inserts a finger, It doesn't hurt, but it's definitely foreign. I relax under his touch, knowing that'll make the process easier, he inserts another finger and curls them inside of me, I gasp at the pressure. "Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" Louis asks with a worried expression "yes, I'm fine, please keep going." He adds a third and pumps them slowly in and out, a mix of pain and pleasure, I squirm under his touch, my body jolts to a stop when he hits a certain spot deep inside of me. A cocky smirk takes over his face as he brushes his fingers against that spot again. After a few minutes my stomach is tightening "Louis, Lou I feel..." His fingers leave me and I see him roll the condom onto himself and cover his dick with lube.

He hovers over me, my legs wrapping around my waist, "we can still stop Harry, I won't be mad if you change your mind." "Louis please, I need this, I need you" I tighten my legs around him, "slow baby, remember slow" I groan just wanting him inside of me. Slowly, I feel him fill me up completely, the sight itself is enough to distract me from the pain. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his jaw slack, and the moan that comes from his lips as he enters me, I never want to forget that. After a few deep breath I kiss his neck, hinting that he can move now. Slowly he rocks his hips back and forth, not sure where to put my hands, I grip onto his back, digging my nails in to keep myself steady as I start to tremble. "You feel so good, so tight." Louis' words are so hot, "please" I'm not sure why I'm saying please or what I want. He grips my thighs and pumps into me faster and faster, switching his angle slightly, stopping when I practically scream when he finds that spot again. The room is filled with pants and moans, lucky for us we are home alone. I feel the familiar tightening in my stomach, "Lou... I think I'm.. about to" I struggle to get out. "Let go baby, just let the feeling take over" he pounds into me harder, his movements becoming sloppy and uneven. I tense up and cum all over the two of us, letting his name and a trail of profanities leave my mouth, Louis stiffens and I feel warmth enter the condom before he collapses on me.

We stay like this for a minute "Lou, I'm really sensitive" I say before he pulls out of me, immediately feeling empty, I see him throw away the condom and start to stand. I grab his wrist to stop him, not sure where he's going, "I'm gonna go get a wash rag to clean us up, I'll be right back" I give him a shy smile as I see the mess I've made on both of us. After wiping us clean, I grab my underwear and one of his shirts and slip them on, loving the feeling of his shirt around me, the scent embracing me, engulfing me with the warmth, due to it being too big. Louis comes back in new briefs, grinning when he sees my attire. "You look better in it than I do." "Cuddles?" I hold out my arms, "yes cuddles." He guides me to his bed to lay down, big spooning me, the way he knows I love, pulling me in tight, kissing the back of my neck. I was thinking of speaking, but the overwhelming feeling of sleep takes over me, I am exhausted, feeling like I just ran a marathon. I let sleep in with open arms.

The following morning, I am woken up to an empty bed, confused I sit up and rub the sleepiness out of my eyes, padding the bedroom and the bathroom attach to it. I venture downstairs, knowing no one is home. I finally find Louis, cooking at the stove, my heart melts, a sight I could get use to. Louis in sweatpants, cooking us a meal, the sunlight dancing on his tan skin, as he hums a cheerful tune. I wrap my arms around him, resting my forehead against his back, "good morning handsome" I whisper before placing a peck on each shoulder blade. He whips around, wrapping his arms around me, engulfing me into a hug. "How did you sleep?" He whispers into my neck, "amazing, I was exhausted." "You were exhausted huh?" I giggle at his playfulness, leaning on my tip toes to kiss him, only to be interrupted by the door swinging open.

We pull away, I immediately hide behind Louis, knowing that must be a family member. "Lottie! What are you doing here?" Great, Lottie is Louis' 14 year old sister, and she's a snitch too. "Oh I'm very sorry big bro, didn't mean to interrupt your little sexy time." I sigh into Louis, very embarrassed. "Lottie just go to your room please." Louis groans, annoyed with his sister. I hear her footsteps get quieter, Louis turns around to face me, "lets take breakfast upstairs yeah?" I nod, needing to go upstairs to text my mom anyways, she trusts me but she's also probably a little worried. I text her saying I spent the night at Louis' and I'd be home this afternoon. We eat the eggs and toast he made on the bed, listening to his Call Me By Your Name  vinyl that I've grown so fond of.

Louis drives me home, yesterday's clothes in my lap while I wear Louis' t-shirt and sweatpants. "I had a really great time at the wedding Lou, and I had a really good time after as well." I blush at the second half of my statement. He brings my face up to look at him, grinning before kissing me softly on the lips. "I'll call you tomorrow?" He says after the kiss, I nod, giving him one last peck before I climb out of the car, up to my apartment.

I enter and it's close to silent, the only noise being the faint tics of the clock on the hallway wall. Panning around the small living area, I find Gemma and my mom sipping tea on the couch. "Oh hi Harry" Gemma says with a very suspicious smirk on her face. "Uh.... hi" I wave awkwardly, "I'll leave you two to it" Gemma says before she walks away. My mom pats the spot next to her, "son, I think it's time we talked about intimacy" oh no. Well, time to get this over with.

Author's Note:
I hope y'all enjoyed my first multi part story! I'm very proud of this one! I will continue to update regularly every few days or so. I hope y'all are staying healthy, safe, and occupied during these weird times.
-Abby <3