The Wizard's Son

11. Inlove

By 8 in the morning, the five of them were already in the forest and headed to the south where Fanning hills were.

Perrie was riding with the luggage, Harry with Louis and Zayn with Jay.

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"Riding a horse isn't as comfortable as I thought it was." Louis complained holding onto Harry for dear life.

"You've never been on a horse?" Harry asked turning his head on the side to take a little glimpse of Louis since he can't turn to look at him fully.

"Nope." Louis said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"No wonder you're holding on me so tight." Harry chuckled. He pet Louis' hands with his free hand, as they loosen a little bit on his torso, but when the horse jumped on a little shrub, Louis went back to holding onto him tight. "Why haven't you ridden a horse? You don't like them?"

"Not everyone have a horse Haz." Louis chuckled fighting the urge to roll his eyes, but he remembered that he was still talking to the loyal and he have to pay respect to him. "And with my job, I hardly get time."

"Wait, don't you guys get day offs?"

"We do. But when we do, is more of laundry and stuff mother ask me to do at home."

"That's sad." 

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"50 more miles and we're in Fanning hills." Perrie announced.

"Can we rest a bit? I'm really starving. We don't even know if the psycho have food." Harry whined.

"Sure. But in five more miles." Perrie told him.

Louis heard Harry's tummy grumble. He decided placing his hands ontop of it might help. So, he sneaked his hands under the prince's shirt and started massaging his tummy slowly.

"Thanks love." Harry smiled. Although Louis can't see his face, he can tell the latter is all smiles.

So he decided to tease him a little. His hands went down and groped him through his pants. Harry's breath hitched unexpectedly.

"What are you doing?" He whispered turning his head on the side again.

"What do you mean? I'm just sitted here." Louis chuckled palming him even harder.

"Louis. Keep your hands to yourself." Perrie shouted from infront of them.
How did she even know what they were doing. She didn't even turn her head.

"Sorry." Louis apologised letting go of Harry. His hands going back to the latter's tummy.

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"I can't stop." Harry said almost in a whisper a few minutes later.

"Can't stop what?" Louis asked a little confused. He tried guessing what the loyal is referring to but had no clue at all.

"Feel it." Harry whispered.

"Feel what?" Louis asked dumbfounded.
Harry didn't answer, he just guided Louis' hand back to his manhood.
"Oh." Louis breathed out when he felt it. "You need to stop."

"I can't." Harry said. "You didn't have to touch me." He accused.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to cause this. I was just teasing." Louis apologised and he meant it.

"Just maybe touch it again."

"Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't be asking if i weren't."
Louis started rubbing him through his pants making the loyal's breath hitch everytime he stroke harder. He fumbled with his belt to stroke him meat to meat.