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"Fuck," Louis muttered, quickly palming himself through his joggers.
He dropped his head to the doorframe as he heard the telltale sound of climax coming from the bathroom. He let out a quiet, strangled moan, palming himself again as he heard the water stop running.
"Shit," Louis muttered, quickly moving back to his own bed and throwing himself on top of it. A minute later, Harry emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped round his waist, smiling brightly, nonchalantly.
"Morning, Lou."
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Louis can't get enough of listening to Harry touching himself.