Cockblocks and Controllers

Teasing Styles

Harry was slowly loosing his mind.

Louis sat between Harry's lanky legs, bum placed on a pillow in the floor while Harry was on the couch.

Louis kept repeatedly tapping buttons to make his superhero kick butt. He was playing by himself, having got the permission from Harry after tons of begging. Eventually, the blue of Louis's eyes was too much for the poor bloke, and Harry ended up caving in.

Harry decided to play Crusher on his phone, flipping the blocks around to make new creations.

"Fuck, yeah!" Louis cheered, throwing his hands in the air.

He leaned his head back onto the couch to look up at Harry. Harry looked down at the man who's head was between his legs, sending the younger lad's mind racing into a wall.

"I won, Harry! I beat the hardest mode on Combat 2000, something you haven't done." Louis then offered a cheeky smile.

Harry shyly smiled back before leaning down and wrapping his arms around Louis's shoulders, burying his face into the older's neck.

"It's okay, Lou. I've done a lot of things you haven't," Harry mumbled, kissing playfully at the skin of Louis's neck.

"Have you ever gotten a football trophy? Or have you been skydiving? Wait- I've got one! You haven't fucked a boy!" Louis grinned.

Harry snorted. "I've gotten plenty of football trophies- on FIFA. I'm scared of heights so I'd never go skydiving. And even you, Lou, haven't possibly fucked a boy."

Louis shifted nervously. "I'm gay..."

"And obviously you're a bottom. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?"

"Yes. Me and my seven-inch glory."

"Only seven?" Harry teased, now nibbling on Louis's skin. Louis whined and quirked his neck further.

Harry grinned slyly, leaving small nips here and there on Louis's skin, eventually finding the spot that had Louis writhing as if it was his prostate- not his sweet spot.

"How would you know I'm a bottom? I'm c-controlling."

"But I know you'd kill for someone to pin you to a large, king-sized bed, screwing you senseless and calling you their little princess." Harry's voice was low and gruff, sending shivers quaking down Louis's spine.

"And you want to know something, Louis?" Harry continued, pressing his warm lips back against the certain spot of skin, which was already sporting a bruise, which was currently a lovely shade of pink.

Louis hummed in response just as a knock sounded from the door.

"Pizza's here!" Harry chirped, removing himself from the couch and going into the front hall.

Louis quickly followed to see if the pizza guy was cute- he was. The cute pizza guy was also flirting with Harry.

It wasn't just an assumption. The guy's deep blue eyes were glistening, he continued to lick his plump lips, and his pale hand was on Harry's bicep. Plus, Harry looked a little dumbstruck, mouth agape and green eyes dull.

"E-excuse me, I..." Louis cooed to himself as he watched Harry struggle. It was often Harry got stuck in these situations because he was just an awkward guy.

Louis stepped in- as always.

"Hey, babe, do you have it?" Louis asked in a sickly sweet voice, joining the two in the hall.

"Uh... Yeah, love, I'll pay," Harry answered, glancing thankfully at Louis.

"He's your boyfriend?" The pizza guy asked, jerking a thumb at Louis.

Harry grinned and wrapped a hand around Louis's waist.

"For three years," Harry lied easily. He almost sounded... Proud. Louis grinned and dared himself to press his lips to Harry's cheeks- for good measure. He did it slowly, melting into Harry's warm cheek.

"Well... If you even have any issues... You can just call me." The pizza bloke dropped an eye into a coy wink and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Harry dropped his arm and Louis groaned.

"Screw all these gay guys thinking you're attractive. Why can't they pick the one who's actually gay?"

Harry shrugged and began to speak carefully, "Well... I don't exactly know what I am... I've been attracted to lads before, but I've never even kissed one. It's a bit complicated."

Louis was actually the one to blush. "You've never kissed a guy?"

"I'm sure I'm not alone in this world."

"I-I know... You just... Seem like the type to try spontaneous, life-changing things like that."

Harry chuckled at the smaller lad before pulling him into the living room so that they can eat pizza and play a video game.

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"Screw you, Harry Styles," Louis mumbled, picking up yet another slice of pizza and shoving it angrily into his mouth. It was his forth slice.

"I thought we already went over who would be screwing the other," Harry spoke casually, taking another bite of his mushroom pizza.

Louis rolled his blue eyes as a blush spread across his cheeks. "Considering you don't screw guys, we wouldn't know that for sure."

"We had this talk as well," Harry continued, a teasing smile gracing his lips.

Louis rolled his eyes again, angry that Harry had beaten him for the fifth time in a row- five out of five. The pizza was a little cold, considering it had almost been two hours. It was also getting late.

"Would you like to stay the night?" Harry asked, a yawn escaping his thin lips.

"It's only midnight. Are you tired?"

"Yes. And I have work tomorrow."

"Fuck. Okay, well, I guess I can stay. I'm off until Monday."

"Louis?"

"Yeah?"

"Tomorrow is Monday, you dumb fuck."

Louis stared forward before letting out a groan. Harry snorted.

"You're just messing," Louis tried, looking over at Harry.

"No, I'm dead serious. Tomorrow is Monday."

"God damn it! Well, I have to be there at ten, so I'll just head out of here early, yeah?"

Harry shrugged and the two went back to Harry's room. Louis always slept it Harry's room. It was a one-bedroom apartment and the couch was too 'downgraded', in Louis's words.

Harry excused himself to rinse off in the shower. Louis crawled into the side of the bed he always slept on and curled up like a hedgehog, all of limbs tucked underneath his body.

Harry came out and crawled into the bed. He usually slept naked, but it was a little awkward with Louis in the bed, so he pulled on a pair of boxers.

"What the hell are you doing, Tomlinson?"

"Being adorable, Styles. Now go to sleep."

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Awh how cute would it be if Louis curled up like that and waited for Harry to get in the bed ^.^