Styles Boys

Gettin juicy

Harry's POV

It's our last class of the day, Marcel and Edward have Costume Design and I have Villain Control 101. It seems a little ridiculous because more than half of these kids aren't going to be heroes or villains. They just need to learn how to control their powers. My brothers and I probably won't become heroes like our dad, I want to but I would only do it if they did it too.

I sit in the only empty seat which is next to, guess who... Louis. We have all our classes together and he's always looking at me or my brothers. When he's not doing that, he just looks terrifying and like he's planning the end of the world.

He looks at me hungrily, again. He's starting to creep me out.  He put his hand on my knee under the table and winked at me. I blushed for the hundredth time today and tried to shift away from him.

He swiftly moved his hand to my thigh and smirked at my pink face. "Don't you like me touching you, Princess?" He fake pouted and it was so hot! Everything about him is irresistible.  "Do you wanna skip class and take this to a private place?" I gulp and stay frozen, not out of fear but of desire.

He harshly squeezes my thigh and I barely hold in a moan. He finally let go and stared at the teacher who had started talking at some point. I tried to pay attention to class but all I could think about was how amazing it would feel to kiss him.

Louis POV

My little Princess couldn't pay attention to class and I just wish he would have let me take him to the bathroom. I want to slam him into a wall, but not just him, his brothers too.

Edward's tight pants bring out all his perfect curves and Marcel's hands look strong wrapped around a pencil so maybe he'll wrap them around my pencil, too.

Finally the bell rang and I got up from my seat as people were rushing out of the classroom. Princess, I mean Harry, bent over to get his backpack and I just couldn't resist watching his skirt climb up his backside. A little bit of his pink panties showed and my breath caught.

He wears panties! That's so hot, now I want to bend him over this desk even more.

He turns around to catch me staring, he blushes and notices we're the only ones left in the class. I step close to him and put my hands firmly on his hips. I bite my lip I take in his beauty.

He's barely breathing below me as I pick him up easily by his hips and set him on the desk. I kiss his neck softly and hear his quiet whimpers. His hands find their way to my jacket collar.

I kiss up his jaw and start sucking. He moans loudly so I let go and cover his mouth with my hand. His eyes are half open and clouded with lust.

"Quiet Princess. You don't want anybody to walk in on us, do you?" He shook his head and grabbed my wrist to bring it back to his hip.

I continue to squeeze his hips and kiss his neck until I get bored. I move my left hand down his leg slowly. I push it up his inner thigh and he moans," Louis!" He moans and tries to pull me closer," Louis, please!" That's what I like to hear. I love begging and hearing it come from this beauty is so much better!

As I'm stroking his inner thigh I hear the door open but I don't care enough to see who it is. Harry didn't notice the sound, too caught up in whimpering.

"What the heck are you doing?"

Harry and I snap our heads up at Marcel's voice. He and Edward are watching us from the door, they look at my hand up Harry's skirt, they look at my somewhat swollen lips, they look at my recently tightened pants. Harry pushes me away as he jumps off the table.

"Nothing! Nothing happened I swear!" Harry sped out.

Edward crosses his arms and sarcastically asks, "Is that why you were moaning with his hand clearly in your pants?"

I scoff and walk towards the angry triplet, "Do you want me to slam you on a table too?"

He blushes and looks away. I take that as a yes, so put my fingers in his belt loops and pull him close. I'm making eye contact with Marcel as I lick Edward's neck seductively. Edward and Marcel groan quietly.

I put my hands behind Edward to grope his sweet ass. He whimpers and pushes his hips forward.

I pull back and let go completely. They look at me like I'm crazy, Edward whines for more but I simply walk past him and out the door. I have a football game to play.