♕ Prince Protection Program ♕// Larry A.U.

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Warning: there will be fluff and smut in this story. :)

Also PSA this chapter is reaallll explicit

Louis's P.O.V.:

His eyes are lustful, his lips practically ghosting over mine, and his eyes rake over my face at a rapid pace. Only the sound of our breaths can be heard over the beating pace of my heart.

"Consequences?" My voice breaks.

"Yes Lou. It's not surprising when you do something wrong, you need to be taught a lesson." Harry practically growls the last few words, leaning slightly into my neck.

What the fuck is he on about?

"I already apologized Harry. I'm not a child, and you don't have some say over me just because I'm staying in your room."

"You think that's what this is? Dominance?" He chuckles, and it reverberates on the skin of my neck.

"I think that's exactly— oh."

A small whine erupts from the back of my throat when I feel his lips wrap around the spot on my neck. My body reactively leans into his, his left hand holding my neck gingerly, and his right holding my torso close. His fingers move in small circles, near the top of the back of my boxers.

My eyes flutter shut when he begins to suck and bite at the spot harshly, and my head falls back against the door.

"Fuck, Harry." I whine, to which he hums against the skin.

Clearly, every thing he's said about him not being gay is far from the truth. There's no way in hell a straight man would do this.

But what kind of game is he playing then?

After blowing on the mark, he begins to pepper small kisses up to underneath my earlobe. Harry continues his attacks, chucking darkly into my skin. Not knowing where to put my hands, I wrap them around his neck and dig my hand into his curls, pulling at the strands when he kisses that spot.

I'm not questioning it anymore. This is the most contact I've had with anyone in months.

"Shit." I moan out, my chin pointing more towards the ceiling to give him more access.

He stops, moving his hand on my neck to push my face towards his, his eyes sultry.

"Well now I know where to tease you." He smirks, his lips still ghosting over mine. It makes me question whether he will go all the way and place his on mine. "Let me hear that sound again."

Harry's eyes grow an even darker green, pupils blown wide, and he pushes my neck back towards his mouth, continuing his assault. He sucks on that same spot, and my legs begin to weak from such a small but impactful feeling.

"I can't -"

Moving my fingers through his hair, his eyes meet mine again.

"Fuck Louis, I've just met you. What are you doing to me?" Harry asks, his voice heavy with confusion and hesitation. His green orbs coast over my blue and i cower under his lustful gaze.

"I thought you weren't gay." I say lowly, looking at the ground.

"I'm not." He says simply.

It shouldn't be this simple.

He bites his lip, ignoring my hesitance, moving back into kissing my neck. It eases my senses, and this time, he taps underneath my thighs and I immediately grant his wishes, his body pressing harder against mine as my legs wrap around his waist.