High Walls// LS

Chapter 11- Louis

*** smut warning!!! If you don't like it, please skip this chapter! You've been warned lol.

Chapter 11: (Louis POV)

Harry's lips, almost effortlessly, make all of my worries slip away. He kisses me with such passion, I feel stupid for even thinking about the possibility of him leaving me again.

His lips briefly leave mine, and he kisses down the side of my chin. He hesitates, but presses his lips to my neck.

Instantly, the make out session goes from sweet to hot. Moans continuously slip through my lips as his ignite a fire within me. He kisses down my collar bone before tracing his tongue back up my neck, and I shiver.

"Holy shit, Harry." I somehow manage to say.

Between kisses he responds, "Tell me to stop."

I don't.

I feel his breath nearing my ear and I close my eyes, knowing he's about to drive me wild. One, of the many many good things about Harry was that he knew every one of my sweet spots. He knew exactly how to turn me on.

His softly kisses my earlobe before letting his tongue brush against it. I moan loudly, and he rubs his teeth along it. Oh my god.

He suddenly pulls back and I frown. "What are you doing, baby?"

He smirks and pulls himself on top of me, pressing his body down against mine. "Relax," he responds. "I'm just getting comfortable."

I sigh in contentment as he presses his lips to mine, and he slips his tongue into my mouth. My hand finally finds his bottom as I slip it into his sweats, which earns the first moan from him. All of my senses awaken at the sound of it and I roll both of us over so that I lay above him.

Sitting up, I pull my large T-shirt over my head and press my naked torso against his. His hands roam my body as my lips now meet his neck. I kiss down his chest, stopping at his abs before I let my tongue slide across them.

Harry takes a sharp breath in as he feels my mouth exploring his body, and he runs his fingers roughly through my hair.

I pull his sweats off in a second, and we are both left in just our boxers. I pull my body up to where I'm back at his lips and press mine against his. This time, I lead the kiss and my tongue passionately explores his mouth. His moans seep through our connected lips and I press my hand against his boxers.

I feel how hard he is, and he throws his head back at my touch. "Louis, baby. What are you doing?" He asks, his voice heavy and deeper than usual.

I move my hand softly against him again and a few curses slip through his mouth. Pressing my lips against his neck again I work my way up to his ear.

Time to get payback. My teeth pull his earlobe between them and I'm roughly yanked back by my hair.

Hairy sits both of us up, pulling me down onto his lap and grinds against me. The sounds of our moans fill the air as we continue to rub against each other. His fingers scratch down my back, and he kisses my shoulder.

Harry pushes me down, to where my head now rest at the foot of the bed. He looks into my eyes before speaking. "Do you want me to stop? Tell me what you want, Louis."

"I definitely don't want you to stop." I say, immediately. His fingers slide over the material of my boxers and he pulls them off quickly.

"Look at me," he says. I meet his eyes and he continues, "Tonight's about you."

My head falls back onto the bed, and I almost finish as I process his words. He's so fucking sexy.

He barely presses his lips to my dick before curse words flow out my mouth, and I dig my fingers through his hair. "Holy shit, Harry."

He softly chuckles, before sliding his tongue down the side of my dick. The neighbors can definitely hear me right now, but I don't give a shit. His mouth effortlessly brings me to the edge and I feel my body finally relax.

Every part of my being fully becomes Harry's again as the orgasm rips through my bones. He continues to lightly kiss my thighs as I feel myself start to calm down.

"Wow" I mutter breathlessly.

He softly chuckles and pulls my ankles, moving me closer to him. Harry's rests his head on my chest, and lightly traces his finger along my tattoos. I feel my heart still beating hard as I finally process what had just happened. It only took one night for me to fall back into his arms, after promising myself I would take things slow.

Nevertheless, there is not one ounce of regret in my soul.

I lift his chin so that his green eyes meet mine, "I didn't get to please you, baby."

His cheeks blush and he looks at my chest, "Actually, I finished when you were sitting on top of me."

I laugh loudly at his statement and he hits me on my shoulder. "Shut up," he mumbles, the color on his cheeks becoming more evident.

This only makes me laugh harder and I hug him, pulling him tightly to my chest. "I missed you so damn much, Harry."

He pulls away and looks back at me; the smile on his face causes his dimples to pop out. My heart swells as I stare at the handsome man in front of me. No person had ever come close to making me feel the way Harry could. I never wanted to be without him again.

His index finger traces down my nose, and he softly responds "Not as much as I missed you, baby."

He kisses my cheek before getting up to go to the bathroom to clean himself off. I slip back into my boxers and slide under the covers again. I will definitely sleep well tonight.

After a few minutes he slips in next to me and pulls my body into his. "I love being the little spoon." I say, cuddling into him more.

He chuckles and kisses my shoulder. "You can be my little spoon any day, Lou."

My eyes start to feel heavy and I turn my face around, quickly pressing my lips to his for a small kiss. "Goodnight, Haz."

He kisses the tip of my nose and I turn back around.

"Goodnight, my Lou. Sweet dreams."