He wasn't. He couldn't be. Louis was humping his leg. Maybe he was sleeping, Harry's thoughts spun wildly, having a dirty dream. But Harry knew Louis up and down, the patterns of his breathing, the tension in his muscles - this wasn't sleeping Louis. As if to confirm Harry's thoughts, Louis gripped him slightly and unmistakably ground his hips. A soft moan escaped Harry's lips. Louis stilled. Harry held his breath. No no no please don't stop, God. Louis' hands traveled up his body lightly, the barely there touch making him hiss. "'S this ok?" Louis' voice sounded uncertain, hesitant, like his fingers delicately tracing Harry's spine. Or: A whole lot of cute fluffiness takes a horrifying descent into hardcore godless smut. But it's ok though cuz it's Louis and Harry and they're adorable little cupcakes who love each other very much.

babyhoneyharry: you only like me because you want inside my pants cockytommo: no I also like you because you have a dick in those pants 😏 Harry is insecure and hates everything about himself, but meets Louis when he's on a website to make friends. Louis is cocky and only wants to fuck Harry, at first, then he just wants Harry to feel beautiful. #2- larrystylinson lower case intentional (: translation soon to be in -italian -french

Being a Larrie shipper is a bittersweet experience. Oh holy, these boys with sinful beauty just kill my mind. one-shots serving gay vodka ;) read and quench your thirst, darlings.