Cheshire Chatroom Continuation

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-includes smut-
-just skip this whole chapter if u dont wanna read it-
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It was Saturday and since Spinner was out of town I was happy because I have spent a whole day with my wonderful boyfriend. We got bored pretty easily and after what had happened yesterday Harry had become very ... well disposed to hubbubs. He occasionally he kissed me and always snuggled up on me. It was pretty normal after all, even though it was usually me who started it.

At that moment we were watching a movie and I felt something hit my cheek. I groaned and turned to Harry, who was munching on popcorn with an innocent expression painted on his face. He gave me a playful look and he asked me, eyes wide and a little pouting, "What is it?"

I grinned and began to tickle his hips. He stifled a groan, hysterically, the popcorn spreading almost everywhere. "Quit it L-Louis!"

He fell to the ground and I leaned towards him, worried, "Are you okay?"

A hand grabbed my wrist, causing me to fall and land with a 'umpf'. I glared at him as he chuckled, "Y-your face!"

I tickled his hips again and he tried to push my hands away, but it was useless, so I continued. His loud laugh filled the room and I laughed back too. I stopped tickling him as soon as I saw tears running down his face and he was quiet, excluding his gasps and his breaths. It was hard to resist his smile and his flushed face, so I leaned over to him and allowed our mouths to connect. He sighed in satisfaction and moved his lips against mine. I slowly sucked his lower lip and put my tongue in the berry, meeting his, in a sweet dance.

I lifted him up, his legs wrapped around my hips, his arms lazily wrapped around my neck.

We kept moving our mouths simultaneously, and I had Harry lay down on the bed, straddling him and kissing him even harder.

I wanted to hear it.

We began to kiss with open mouths, in disorder. I moved my lips lower, sucking his skin. As I went on I managed to take Harry's shirt off. I continued to kiss him, along the stomach. He trembled under my touches and I dipped my tongue into his navel, making him moan.

My fingers made their way under the elastic of his boxers and he suddenly stiffened.

Reality had probably hit him. My mouth dropped open, "Oh god, m'sorry..!Y-you're a virgin and you're sixteen and you're not ready, I'm sorry-"

Harry interrupted me by kissing me forcefully and shaking his head, "N-No, it's okay ... and I was just surprised."

"Don't lie to me," I softly glared at him.

He ignored me, kissing me gently and I asked him, concerned, "Are you sure ...?"

He nodded and once again I positioned myself better astride his shirtless body. I brought our lips together in a fiery kiss, letting the tip of my tongue slide against his lower lip.

The curly headed boy immediately opened his mouth and our tongues entwined in a quick dance, fighting for dominance. I moved away slightly and then left some hickeys on the pale skin of his neck caressed by the curls.

At the same time I gently pulled those wonderful hair of him, squeezing it between my fingers. Harry let out a groan in my mouth.

I began to rub against him, just tugging at him. I parted from him just to take off my shirt too and go back to nibble on his pale body, stopping at my jeans. I looked up at him questioningly. He nodded, allowing me to lower his pants and throw them in the corner of the room, followed by mine.

Then I lowered myself to his erection and waited for the green-eyed boy to give me a signal to continue. He gave me an affirmative nod to which I replied with a comforting smile. Very soon I found myself lightly sucking the pale skin of his thighs.

I ran my lips on his flesh, and then moved to lick his length, I engulf his head, taking more of him in my mouth, moving up and down.

"God," Harry moans, and through my blurred vision I can see his hands coming down to tug at my hair. "God, feels so good lou, f-fuck."

I moan and it's muffled as his pelvis presses nearly flat to my face, I hollow my cheeks as I suck him, and you watch him toss his head back with sheer ecstasy.

I went on for a few minutes, listening to the smaller boy's breathing accelerate more and more, letting out loud moans that were released in the room.

Noticing Harry's slightly twisted position, I pulled my mouth away from his length with a pop, then I leaned up to his face and pressed a chaste kiss on his swollen lips. His curls were untidy and wild and his eyes were wide open. I smiled. "Are you ready?"

He nodded, taking a breath, "Y-Yes."

I saw his eyes sparkle slightly with fear, and I moved an unconventional curl from his forehead, kissing him softly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you ..."

Harry gave a small smile and I grabbed the lube from inside the drawer. Harry raised an eyebrow and I chuckled, "In a way I was looking forward to this moment a lot ..."

He blushed and he turned over on his hands and knees I looked at him with a smile, pouring some of that liquid on my hand. I moved Harry's legs so that he spread them wider and pressed a finger into his entrance, slowly. He tensed slightly and I placed a gentle kiss on his back, "You just have to relax, it hurts less ..."

He nodded and took a deep breath, then followed my orders. After a few moments Harry moaned 'louis m-more please' , adding a second and then a third finger, moving them slightly. He winced, and I started filling him with kisses with the intent of distracting him from the pain. I curled my fingers hesitantly and Harry let out a sweet moan, which excited me more.

"L-Lou ... p-please," he moaned, he desperately.

I began pulling my fingers out, earning a moan from the beautiful boy below me. I pulled away for a few moments and doused my member with lube — now hard. I aligned it with his opening and slowly pushed myself inside, causing Harry to gasp, eyes wide. I gently kissed his back, getting deeper into him. He moaned grabbing the sheets tightly, and throwing his head back.

As I started with a slow rhythm to move my hips and to exit almost completely from him and then enter again, with painful slowness. I wanted to be kind, gentle, sweet, but Harry seemed to want more. Soon we were both desperate, but I tried to keep the pace of my thrusts contained anyway. That was until Harry whined out.

"Lou, please," he pleaded to me. Then I accelerated, practically bouncing in and out, our moans echoing all over the walls of the room.

"loui- oh my god, I'm gonna- gonna cum -"

"Cum for me," my voice is gruff and desperate, practically a plead for him to cum, and bless me with his juices.

"Cum angel i know you can."

I earned a loud moan in response. I felt Harry shiver. I kept pushing into him a couple more times. Harry came with a "Louis!" triggering the same reaction in me at the moan. I slowed down the thrusts, submerged by the sensation of orgasm, before slipping out of him, panting. I slumped next to Harry, kissing him softly and stroking his cheek.

On the other hand, he was no exception. He was panting heavily, his eyes still wide open, "Wow ..."

I leaned over him, grabbing a handkerchief and wiping us. I threw the handkerchief to the ground because I didn't want to get up. Harry looked at me with a sleepy expression. He blushed, saying, embarrassed, "I love you Boobear."

I looked at him, almost in adoration, "I love you too, my angel."

I smiled softly, pushing the sweaty curls back. Harry closed his eyes and snuggled more into my arms, sighing with satisfaction. His soft snoring filled the room. I guess he just wasn't used to the post-sex effects. I intertwined my fingers in his curls, not caring that they were soaked, and placed a kiss on his cheek, before I too fell into a deep sleep, forgetting all my worries. Just enjoying the presence of him.
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t/n[translators note]: while i was translating i added some more smut part to the story so im sorry jesus.🧎‍♀️