Four

No Control

They had 28 shows in 51 days on their European tour. Like that wasn't enough, their label made them record their new album after the shows. They set up a recording studio in a hotel room and they went straight from a show to recording until they couldn't keep their eyes open any longer.

They had the constant pressure to write songs up on them as well and they tried to use their time in their tour bus, while going between gigs, to make that happen. They were all exhausted and stressed out. They didn't know what they said in interviews half of the time and they were all asking themselves the same question. Some more than others. Was it worth it?

Being on tour had one positive outcome for Louis and Harry in particular. They didn't have to endure the stunts their management came up with. At the end of the day, it was just the two of them in bed together.

Louis handled his stress levels using sex. Luckily Harry used the same coping mechanism. They took every chance they got to be intimate with each other. Bathrooms on set, their shared dressing room backstage, the bunkbed on their tour bus, and hotel rooms. Louis woke up horny every morning and they started each day with sex. Harry had a hard time walking even if they switched it up. Harry's long hair made Louis want to bottom more often. He couldn't really explain what that hair did to him other than the fact that he enjoyed giving Harry control and he came hard every time.

He thought about his statement earlier that their label would never approve of a song that was clearly about sex and thought "fuck it!" He was gonna write one anyway. He wrote the lyrics in a day or two. Let's just say that he felt inspired by his latest activities with Harry. They had really improved their love life lately and tried new things. He showed it to Harry first to get his approval. Harry read it and cackled loudly.
"Louis! This is dirty."

"Well, so are we babycakes." Louis winked with a grin plastered on his lips.

Next, he showed it to Liam and asked him to help him turn it into a melody. Liam read the lyrics with an amused smile.

Stained coffee cup
Just a fingerprint of lipstick's not enough
Sleep, where you lay
Still a trace of innocence on the pillowcase

Waking up
Beside you, I'm my loaded gun
I can't contain this anymore
I'm all yours, I've got no control
No control
Powerless
And I don't care, it's obvious
I just can't get enough of you
The pedal's down, my eyes are closed
No control

Taste on my tongue
I don't want to wash away the night before
And the heat where you laid
I could stay right here and burn in it all day

Waking up
Beside you, I'm my loaded gun
I can't contain this anymore
I'm all yours, I've got no control
No control
Powerless
And I don't care, it's obvious
I just can't get enough of you
The pedal's down, my eyes are closed
No control

Lost my senses
I'm defenseless
Her perfume's holding me ransom
Sweet and sour
I devour
Lying here I count the hours

Waking up
Beside you, I'm my loaded gun
I can't contain this anymore
I'm all yours, I got no control
No control
Powerless
And I don't care, it's obvious
I just can't get enough of you
The pedal's down, my eyes are closed
No control
No control
No control

Powerless
And I don't care, it's obvious
I just can't get enough of you
The pedal's down, my eyes are closed
No control

"Oh man, Syco will never approve this. Have you showed it to the guys?" Liam laughed.

"Not yet, well Harry has seen it obviously. Is it bad?" Louis asked.

"Of course not. It's great Louis. You always write great songs, you know that. Well, this needs a good beat. I can just imagine the fans screaming these lyrics back at us. It will be a blast." Liam chuckled.

It took them a while to put a melody on it and then they sent it to their writing team for suggestions who past it on to Syco. They were all surprised when Syco approved it.

They played it for the boys on their way to Spain. Zayn and Niall burst out laughing and Harry looked amused.
"Beside you I'm a loaded gun? I can't believe Syco approved this." Niall grinned.

"Me neither." Louis smirked.

"Well, it's a banger!" Niall said.

"Thanks." Louis beamed.

Harry leaned in to whisper something to him and Louis immediately got up and took Harry's hand to drag him to the back of the bus while Harry giggled. The rest of the boys shook their heads in amusement. This was just like when they got together in the beginning. They had been all over each other all the time.
"I'm glad they're in their honeymoon phase again even if they have been together for years. Good for them. Getting married did them good." Niall smirked.

"Yeah, they're cute but loud." Zayn said in amusement.

"Really loud." Liam chuckled.

Right on queue, they heard Louis shout.
"Yeah baby, just like that." They all burst out laughing.

In the back of the bus, Harry was currently on his knees, giving Louis a very enthusiastic blowjob. Louis buried his hands in his hair and tugged it which only made Harry moan. Louis pulled him off.
"That's enough baby if you don't want me to come."

Harry gave him a pleading look and Louis knew exactly what it meant.
"Bend over."

Harry scrambled to his feet and pulled his pants down before he leaned over the armrest of the couch revealing a buttplug between his cheeks.

Louis grunted and took a step forward and brushed his thumb over the plug and Harry moaned.
"I love when you surprise me like this. So ready for me."

Harry handed him a half-empty bottle of lube.
"Just fuck me. I need it." He grunted.

Louis hurried to lube his cock and pulled the plug out. He pushed inside in one quick motion, knowing that Harry could take it.
"Give it to me Lou." Harry panted and pleaded.

So he was in that mood? Good. Louis took a handful of Harry's hair and pulled him up against his chest. Harry threw his head back against his shoulder with a guttural moan. That was when he started to fuck him. He grabbed his hip with one hand while he held him pressed against him with the other and thrust hard. Harry arched his back and cried out in pleasure.
"Put your foot up."

Harry immediately complied and the new angle pushed him deeper and he hit Harry's prostate dead on. Harry moaned out loud.
"More Lou, more!"

Louis let go of him and bent him forward. He grabbed both his hips and started to pound him fast and hard. Harry wailed when he came untouched, spurting his load all over the couch.

The sight made Louis climax as well and he pushed inside one last time and came with a growl. Harry leaned back against his chest again and turned his head to the side and pressed an open-mouth kiss against his lips.
"Thank you. That was great." He panted out, still coming down from his high.

"It sure was. The guys will be upset about the couch tho." Louis answered, short of breath.

"Oops!" Harry giggled.