Talk Dirty to Me
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 1h 4m
Complete, First published Apr 22, 2022
Mature
This story and all the credits related to this story belongs to BriaMaria on AO3.
https://archiveofourown.org/users/BriaMaria/pseuds/BriaMaria

They were both naked. And that seemed, again, like a catastrophically bad idea, but here they were anyway. Naked. In the dark. Only a few feet apart.

It hadn't even been a discussion. The minute Harry flipped the lights off, they'd both shucked out of their clothes as if they'd been on fire.

"Alright darling," Louis said, his hand wrapped loosely around his own cock. "Just remember, start slow. Lots of descriptions. Light on the hygiene, heavy on the compliments. You've got this."

As if Harry were about to compete in some kind of athletic game.
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Or the one where Harry is absolutely terrible at dirty talk so he asks his best friend to teach him. And the one where Louis knows it's a catastrophically bad idea but agrees anyway.
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