hath made thee a sinner - larry stylinson
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MatureComplete Sun, Apr 11, 20214h 10m
But nothing, nothing would ever top the first time they laid together, cozy in Louis' fluffy bed, inexperienced hands trailing up each other's sides, not knowing how to please the other, eyes blown out in lust and eternal affection for one another, the way Harry's hands slipped underneath his waistband, feeling, tender in their exploration. Soft murmurs, impatient longing, trepidation in their sounds, wet lips dragging down throats and skin smacked against flushed skin, immense pleasure radiated in their veins, a throaty whine, a satisfying finish. Nothing could compare, would ever compare.
[originally published on ao3 12/29/20]
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