Larry Stylinson One Shots

Temporary Fix

WARNING: Smut ahead

Harry's POV

I down my third shot, cringing at its bitter taste but hey, whatever it takes to get my mind off of the stress of balancing work and school, not to mention just getting my heart broken. "There ya go lad! See don't ya feel better?" My friend Niall screamed in my ear, I could barely hear him over the base of the music. Clubs never really were my thing, but there's a first time for everything.

"Harry, that guy over there has been eye fucking you since we got here" I glance over my shoulder to see these piercing blue eyes, they seem to glow in the darkness of the club. "Oh, oh, how do I look? Do I look okay?" I get nervous, not enough alcohol in my system. "Harry you look fine, I would suggest you go over and talk to him, but he's already on his way over here" I panic as Niall quickly walks away. You got this Harry, you can flirt, easy peasy.

"Hi, I'm Louis, now tell me what is a pretty boy like you doing at a club downing shot after shot looking upset." "Oh ya know, just trying to forget the week's stress I guess, oh and I'm Harry." I fiddle with the fingers, not entirely sure of my words. "Well Harry, how about I buy us each a shot, we go dance and forget about any stress that we may have?" Dance? I can't dance, but maybe after this shot I can. He motions the bartender over and orders two shots of vodka, I tip my head back and try to ignore the burning in my throat. Louis grins at me, puts his hand on the small of my back, and leads me out to the dance floor. As we walk out I whisper, "I don't really know how to dance" he gives me a small smile, "that's okay, just follow my lead."

The song is slow and sensual, normally I can feel the pounding base in my chest, but that feeling is replaced with vibration in my feet. The song, I find familiar, I believe its, We Can Make Love by Somo. Louis takes my hands and wraps them around the base of his neck, then slowly glides his hands down the sides of my torso until they rest on my hips. I keep my eyes at his chest, not daring to look into his eyes, our hips sway to the beat. "Hey now, eyes on me" he tips my chin up with his index finger, I was too distracted by his words, I noticed after the fact that he pushed our hips together, the contact sending shivers down my spine.

I can feel him through his tight jeans, did I make him hard? Could I really do that? I try to escape the intimate eye contact he wanted to keep with me, I was way too shy and embarrassed, what did he see in me? I was awkward, clumsy, not very cute, and I bet I was way too tipsy to do anything attractive. "Harry, I want to look into your eyes, you have the most beautiful green eyes" I shoot my glance up to meet his, he presses his hips against mine harder. "Do you feel what you do to me? Feel how hard I am for you?" I am absolutely breathless, Louis' speaks against the shell of my ear, then kisses right below it, causing me to shudder and let out a small moan, now I'm completely embarrassed. "Would you like to get out of here? I live in the neighborhood behind the club" I nod immediately, I need him, I need him to make me feel something again. Once again, he rests his hand on the small of my back, leading me off the dance floor and out of the club.

I'm not sure how I got here, well of course I do, I let Louis take me back to his place and strip my clothes off of me, while also taking his off. He's coating his fingers with lube, ready to open me up. I'm a withering mess underneath him, I haven't been able to lay still. "Relax baby" Louis whispers soothingly in my ear. "Please, I need you, I feel like I'm going to explode any second now" he chuckles lightly, placing light kisses to the base of my neck. I feel him push two fingers inside of me, I let out an embarrassingly loud moan, covering my mouth with my hand; however, Louis isn't having any of it. "I wanna hear every single sound that comes out of that pretty mouth of yours, got it?" His tone dominant but also sweet, I nod submissively.

After he tortuously stretches me out, purposely never hitting my sweet spot, claiming he's saving that for later, he rolls a condom on before spreading lube onto himself. I wrap my legs around his waist, I need him inside of me already. He teases his tip at my entrance, "Louis please, I need you" I'm whining at this point but I don't care.

He kisses me deeply while sliding into me, I feel so full, I feel the stretch and I absolutely love it. "Oh god" he shuddered above me, I love that I make him feel this way. "Please Lou, move" He wastes no time, slowly sliding in and out of me, finding a tempo that is right for both of us. I am squirming so much about how good it feels, he is really good. "Baby, you're moving so much, feel good yeah?" I moan in response, grabbing onto his shoulder blades to try and stable myself.

He goes faster, both of us needing more of each other. He leans down, our chests brushing together, almost every part of us connected, the new angle bringing his tip to brush against my sweet spot with every thrust. I drag my nails down his back, subconsciously wanting to mark him as mine, as he's done with littering my chest with love bites. He brings his mouth down to the shell of my ear, "feel good yeah? You feel so good wrapped around me. I love how good I make you feel. You're such a good boy taking me like you are." I never knew I could find dirty talk so hot, I feel the pressure of my orgasm building up in my tummy.

"You gonna cum baby? You feel me hitting your sweet spot every time? Feels good right? Go ahead and be a good boy and cum for me yeah?" I'm a squirming mess, not being able to hold myself together as my orgasm rips through me, the only thing keeping me grounded is Louis' strong hold on my hips. My cum squirting all over out stomachs. Louis finishes soon after me, grunting into my neck as his thrusts become harder and longer.

He pulls out, both of us panting, he grabs a random towel from the floor and cleaned us off, also removing the condom from himself. I still have that high euphoric feeling from my orgasm. Louis looks into my eyes and kisses me sweetly. Do I spend the night? Does he want me to leave? Will we exchange numbers? "Hey now, I can see the panic in your eyes, stay with me tonight?" All my insecurities melt away at his words, I sigh and cuddle into him. He rolls me to my side, wrapping his arms around my waist, I've never felt more safe than in this moment.

Moments later I hear my phone vibrate from the floor, I go to sit up to answer it but Louis is already on it. "Hi-sorry Harry is sleeping right now-I took him back to mine-yes I took care of him don't worry-I'll have him home by tomorrow afternoon-yes-goodbye." He hangs up and crawls back into bed, I greedily wrap my arms around him, wanting his warmth. Snuggling my face into the crook of his neck, pressing a soft kiss to it. I hear him let out a content sigh, then kiss my forehead and I nearly melt. As cliche as it sounds, I fall asleep to the soft beating of his heart, and it's my new favorite sound to fall asleep to.

Author's Note:
Slowly but surely preparing myself for college, I hope everyone is staying safe and healthy
- Abby <3