Meeting of fate | Larry Stylinson

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Louis woke up to the sound of giggling and kisses being placed all over his face. He stirred a little, before opening his eyes.

"Happy birthday, love," Harry smiled down at him, happiness in his green eyes. "Twenty eight years old, huh?"

Louis groaned, placing his hands on Harry's hips. "Don't remind me," He complained, a pout on his face that quickly disappeared when Harry gave him a kiss.

"I have so many exciting things planned today!" Harry squeaked, squirming on top of Louis. "You have no idea how excited I am."

"We won't be getting anywhere if you don't stop moving those hips," Louis said cheekily, smiling widely at his love.

Harry giggled at that, shaking his head at Louis sneaky comment. "Come on, I actually made you some breakfast," Harry announced, walking towards the door.

Louis smiled at him. "You didn't have to," He mumbled, standing up from the bed and slightly cracking his neck and back.

"You shouldn't do that," Harry commented, making Louis roll his eyes. That was a comment he received on a daily basis from Harry. "I'm serious! You're gonna get some real back and neck pains if you continue doing that," He argued, walking down the stairs with Louis trailing behind him.

"I'm no-" Louis said, but stopped mid-sentence when he walked inside the kitchen. It was filled with balloons and party stuff, and Sophia was standing at the kitchen table with a sign that said 'Happy Birthday, Lou'. "Oh my god, did you guys do all of this?"

Sophia smiled widely at his reaction. "Yes! Me and daddy have been up for a very long time," She explained, attacking his legs in a hug. He lifted her up, placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Thank you, baby," He smiled. "I really appreciate this, Haz, thank you," He turned to Harry, and gave kisses him on the lips, pulling away to laugh when Sophia made a gagging sound.

He let her down she started wiggling, turning around to wrap his arms around Harry's neck. They smiled softly at each other. "Happy birthday, babe," Harry whispered, giving him a quick peck. "Shall we eat?"

"Yes! 'M very hungry," Sophia exclaimed, already sitting at the dining table with her plate filled with food.

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Hours later, Louis and Harry are laying down on the couch cuddling. They had just come home after dropping the little girl off at Harry's best friend's house, and they were picking her up in a few hours again.

"You know I love you, like, a lot," Harry said, looking down at Louis who was laying on top of him. "I'm not just saying that I really love you, I don't know how I can describe my love to you."

"I love you more, baby," Louis cooed, straddling Harry's hips and kissing him. The kiss started out with innocent pecking but soon turned into a hot make-out session. "Mmm... how about we take this to the bedroom?"

When Harry nodded, he quickly stood up and carried the taller boy to their bedroom, gently placing him on the bed and hovering over him. He kissed him softly, before placing kisses down his neck and sucking on the skin there, clearly forming a bruise.

"Clothes," Harry panted, trying to remove his jeans as quickly as possible. Louis did the same, throwing his clothes on the floor just as Harry did.

"Fuck, you're beautiful, love," Louis said, kissing down Harry's chest before taking Harry's left nipple in his mouth, gently sucking on it.

Harry whimpered, taking a full fist of Louis' hair and gently tugging. "Fingers, Lou, please," He begged, letting out a puff of air when Louis listened.

Louis lubed up his fingers, starting off with one finger. "Tell me if it hurts," Louis mumbled, kissing Harry's thigh, and started gently fucking him with his index finger.

Harry moaned, arching his back off the bed. "More," He begged, trying to get Louis' finger deeper inside of him.

The room was filled with Harry's high pitched moans and whines, and after fifteen minutes of his fingers inside of Harry, he pulled out.

Harry whined at the loss, but immediately shut up when he felt the tip of Louis' cock pressing at his entrance. "Can I?" Harry nodded, moaning loudly when Louis pressed further and further inside of him.

"Fuck," Harry whimpered, wrapping his legs around Louis waist to keep him close. He didn't care if it made the process of fucking him harder, he wanted Louis close.

"You're so tight," Louis panted, kissing at the bruise at Harry's neck before pulling out almost halfway and thrusting right back in. "Oh shit, fuck," Louis moaned, thrusting faster inside of Harry.

This felt like home, as strange as it sounds, but being this close to each other was the most peaceful thing they have ever felt.

"I'm gonna... shit, I'm gonna cum," Harry whined loudly, gasping when Louis hit his prostrate. "Faster, please, Lou."

Louis took a deep breath before slamming into Harry, thrusting as fast as he could into Harry, creating incredible good pleasure for both of them. "Come, love, come for me."

Harry whined, and one, two, three thrusts later he cums with a loud moan do Louis' name. "Shit, cum in me, please," Harry begged, kissing Louis on the lips.

Louis thrust even faster, coming with a loud moan of his lover's name on his lips. "Holy shit," He panted, clearly out of breath. He pulled out of his boy, Harry wincing slightly at the feeling, before laying down beside Harry.

Their breathing was uneven but that didn't stop them from cuddling into each other. "I love you," Harry breathed, kissing Louis' naked chest.

"I love you, you're the best thing that ever happened to me, Soph as well," Louis whispered, kissing the top of Harry's head. "Let's take a nap before we pick Soph up,"

And with that said, they were both sound asleep, small smiles on their faces.

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