Larry Oneshots

Club Dancing

Summary: Harry and Louis have a fun night out, full of dancing and drinking with the boys.

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In the dark of the club, he was the only thing that could be seen.

They way he danced like no one was watching, though everyone was. The way he was so carefree and giggly after having a couple of drinks, and then dancing like his life depended on it. His usually styled curls are now bouncing wildly on top of his head. The slight sweat gathered on his forehead matched the shine from the sparkly lip gloss he wore. His shorts showing off his perky behind, along with the slight curves of his hips. The way his forest green eyes were littered with slight exhaustion, yet he continued dancing as if it was the only thing that mattered.

Breathtaking.

That was the only word Louis could pull through his mind in the moment, as he watched his curly haired boyfriend dance all his worries away.

Louis pulled Harry impossibly closer to his own body, creating a rhythm with their hips that matched the upbeat play of the music. Harry's arms wrapped around Louis's neck and he pulled their faces so close that their lips were grazing.

Their overheated bodies didn't stop no matter what. Louis grabbed Harry's hips, grinding their fronts together, causing them both to release short and breathy moans into each other's mouths.

The club was filled with people from wall to wall. Couples were grinding on each other everywhere, lost in their partners bodies. Lasers shot all around the room, not staying in one place for more than a millisecond, making it all seem more erratic. The music was blaring, and the room was way too hot for anyone's liking, but no one seemed to care. The room seemed electric, everyone feeding off the fast dancing, and the aura of relaxation.

The song suddenly changed and everyone cheered at the choice of song. Harry joined along, to which Louis let out a fond laugh, happy to see his boyfriend having such a great time.

Their bodies reconnected, seeming closer than before, almost as if they were one. Their heartbeats thundered violently in their chests and raced with so much adrenaline, they almost forgot how to breathe.

Louis slid his hand underneath Harry's lace top, feeling the soft, warm skin beneath, wrapping his arm around his waist to rest it on his ass.

Harry didn't seem to notice. His eyes were closed, too lost in the beat of the music and the wonderful grinding of their hips.

Louis's attention was focused on Harry's lips, which glowed every time the flashing lights flew over his peaceful face. Louis wanted a taste. He leaned forward, licking the gloss right off of Harry's plump lips.

Harry's eyes opened slowly and he was met with a smirking Louis. Harry smiled back at his blue eyed boyfriend and bit his lip, brushing their noses together teasingly. Harry's hands tangled themselves in Louis's fringe, and he pushed their fronts together particularly hard. Louis groaned softly, squeezing Harry's ass with the perfect amount of pressure. He gripped Harry's hips and pulled them together once more, creating the beautiful friction, and making Harry's eyes flutter shut, his mouth opening in a silent moan. Louis couldn't handle another second of the agonizing teasing. Louis grabbed Harry's jaw and forced their lips into a bruising kiss.

The power and passion was indescribable. Harry suddenly became weak in the knees, but Louis was there to hold him tightly. This is how it felt every time they kissed. The whole world stopped.

Harry parted his lips and Louis dominated him, instantly licking into Harry's mouth. The music quieted down and the lights seemed to dim, and suddenly, they were the only people in the room. Louis's tongue conquered the depth of Harry's mouth, tasting every bit of him as their bodies molded together flawlessly. Their hands had a mind of their own as they each roamed the others' body. Harry's hands pushing underneath Louis shirt to feel the broad expanse of his chest, while Louis' hands tugged at Harry's curls, pulling his head back for a better angle before tasting the sweetness that was his Harry