Larry Fluff ~One Shots~ (Boyxboy)

To Be Continued?

I closed my eyes and sank in the moment. The love of my life was singing to a crowd of 50,000 people and he was with me. I was with him. Tilting my head back, I closed my eyes and put both of my hands on my microphone. His voice soaked into my ears and slowly throughout my body. The song had just finished and it was my turn to talk while the other boys used the bathroom or changed if they needed to. Waiting for the crowd to calm down, I walked to the middle of the cat walk we had on our stage. For some reason at that moment I craved Harrys touch and it was hard to stand out there with just Niall and talk because I wanted Harry so badly.
"Right then Niall. I'm gonna leave you out here to talk to the crowd because I have to use the loo." I said into the microphone and walked off the stage. Niall shrugged with his guitar in hand and he started to walk away but I wasn't listening. As soon as I got off stage I turned off my microphone because I knew that I would probably make out with Harry and apparently people can't know about that or else the world will come to an end. I rolled my eyes at the thought and as Liam passed me, I asked where Harry was.
"I think he just ran to Lou's room to grab an elastic." I pat Liam on the back to say thanks and ran to get Harry so Niall wouldn't have to be on the stage too long alone. I burst into Lou's room and slam the door shut behind me.
"Hi?" Harry said, his hands in his hair adjusting his bun. I walk over to him with a determined strut and lust in my eyes. I could see a smirk form on his face and he bent his knees a little to adjust to my height. Once I get to him I push him to the ground and he was now smiling and biting his bottom lip looking up at me from the floor. My body heated up and I straddled my legs around his back so that I was now sitting in his lap. I placed my hands on the sides of his face and he bent his head back and his hands behind his back, holding himself up. I smash my lips onto his and our lips mould together. Both of our eyes are closed and we are engulfed in this kiss. Harry then moves his hands to my back under my shirt and runs his nails down my back. I get chills when he does that and a little moan escapes my lips. I find my hands taking his hair out of his bun so I could have his curls in-between my fingers. Ever since we had first kissed, I'd always run my fingers through his deep brown curls. At the moment, my heart was racing because I was so turned on by this heated make out session and also because a management team member could walk in on us at any moment. I start to grind on him and Harry moans an,
"Oh my god." And continues to kiss me. His curls are wrapped in my grasp and I move my kiss down to the crook of his neck. Slowly, I move my lips up to his sweet spot; right at the corner of his jaw line. Once I hit his sweet spot, he lets out a rather loud moan. I don't hear the door open until a deep voice says,
"SERIOUSLY BOYS?!" Shit. It was Paul, our security and tour manager. I stifle a little laugh and get off of Harry, not without planting one last kiss on his lips of course. I look at him still sitting on the floor, blushing like a fool and still biting his now plump bottom lip. His hair was messed up and he didn't even bother to adjust it. It was just as well, I mean his hair did look beautiful. He slowly gets up mumbling a few curses. I knew he wasn't cursing about Paul walking in on us because that happens so often but because of the kiss.
"To be continued?" I ask rhetorically and wink at Harry. He blushes more and Paul interrupts,
"Let's get a move on boys." As we walk back out towards the stage, I whisper a few dirty teases to leave Harry wanting more.
"You're gonna pay for this." Harry said to me. I rolled my eyes because I'm always in control even when I have no control.