When they kissed for the first time in Judy's basement, it was like the floodgates were opened, and now, there was nothing stopping them from touching each other every chance they got. They were currently under some spell wherein it was impossible not to look or touch.
Right now, they were in Louis' parked car in front of the Coffee Nook. Harry still had a few minutes until he had to come in for his shift, so Louis decided to take advantage of that free time.
Their kiss started sweet and slow, both of them leaning over the console, Harry's hands in his hair and Louis' hands caressing his jaw. Every kiss was better than the last, it seemed, and the last time was already perfect. Harry tasted like the strawberry lollipop he was sucking on earlier, the very reason his lips looked even pinker and shinier and more kissable. Louis wasn't the one to blame here.
Their tongues met, and Harry was huffing out these small whimpers into his mouth and Louis was hard . He tried to ignore his tightening jeans and merely focused on Harry's wonderful mouth, but for every small sound he let out, Louis just got hotter.
Louis was aware that Harry didn't have much experience with boys. Last night, Harry shakily told him that Louis was his first kiss. The boy even apologized for not knowing how to kiss, worried that he'd disappointed Louis. Louis just kissed him hard as a response, as a way to say, you're perfect .
He knew his boundaries and that Harry probably wasn't ready for anything past making out, so Louis felt guilty that his pants were tenting right now. It was impossible not to get aroused, of course, when Harry's flowery scent and warm mouth was all he could smell and feel and taste. Louis might be a mutant, but at this moment, he was only human.
Harry pulled away, breathing hard. He looked properly debauched with his kiss-swollen lips, red cheeks, and messy hair. His eyes were half-lidded and glassy, a beautiful shade of green. Louis couldn't help but lean in for another quick peck before forcing himself to fully pull away.
He awkwardly hid his hard-on as best as he could, subtly resting his arms over it so it would be somewhat hidden.
"Should we go in?" Harry asked happily, his dimples poking out.
"We should," Louis said before climbing out.
Louis kept a hand on the small of his back as they walked into the store, scanning the parking lot as they passed. When they entered, Louis nodded to the security guard who opened the door for them as a greeting. Like the new guard at Harry's building, he was also a mutant hired specifically to make sure Harry was safe.
Harry had told him how uncomfortable he felt that all these changes were being done for him and that he felt like he didn't deserve it, but Louis was more than convinced that Harry's safety was their top priority at the moment, and he wished Harry would realize how important he was. He was a hero, having taken down an abusive, powerful mutant. Mutants who were taken against their will like Harry was, had escaped from Reid's clutches as a consequence. He had saved so many lives and he didn't even realize it.
"You two are glowing," Nadine said as they passed her at the register, smirking.
"Thanks," Louis said, laughing. He had no doubt that what they did in the car was written all over their faces.
Harry, though, ducked his head, looking absolutely mortified. It only made Louis laugh a bit more and pull him to his side.
"You look beautiful. Don't hide your face." Louis told him.
Harry lifted his head, his blush evident, but managed to smile shyly at him. "You're beautiful, too."
"Why thank you, love." Louis grinned.
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Burning Skies » larry
FanfictionThey both watched as ice and fire danced across their palms, hypnotized by the small things they could do with their powers. The snowflakes swirled around each other as the mist twisted about like a small tornado, while the fire in Louis' hands sway...
