Insatiably You | l.s.

Insatiably You | l.s.

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How was Harry expected not to look when every instinct of his being was begging him to capture Louis' pure personification of beauty to his canvas? How could Louis be blamed for letting his guard down upon seeing the bruises, the countless scars, and the reason behind Harry's tears? How was Harry ever expected to forget the way Louis made his entire being ripple with arousal and longing? How would Louis ever forget the way he felt safety and comfort with Harry after years of lonesome? OR Where Harry hates one-night stands for the sole reason that he can't have someone without becoming attached. What happens when Harry's mother decides to move in with her boyfriend, only for his son to turn out to be Harry's one-night stand? Will both boys be able to contain their attraction for each other or will it get the best of them? Will they risk their parents finding out and pursue each other? Or will they silently pine for each other? Continue reading to find out.
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Harry could tell he was upset. He denied it, but Harry knew, Harry always knew. He wanted to comfort him, but couldn't take the chance of someone seeing and it putting their relationship through even more. "What's wrong?" Harry whispered, hoping no one would notice. He worried more as he saw the tears well up in Louis' eyes. He could count on one hand the amount of times he's seen louis cry before now. He's always so strong. "Please," Louis whimpered as a tear escaped. Harry was about to ask what he meant, but stopped himself, he knew. "Louis. You know I want to, so much, but I can't. We can't. They'll kill us, we'll loose our jobs. You always say-" "Please," Louis cut him off, touching his arm slightly. The older boy knew exactly what he was doing and how this simple gesture would affect the younger lad. "Please just kiss me."

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