THE RAINMAN | L.S.

THE RAINMAN | L.S.

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Harry doesn't mean to cause the troubles that he has since he moved to a small town on the country side. And Louis, Well nothing excites him more than an elaborate hoax, and he rather has a choice at times to join in or lock the bastards up. It's certainly not just an happenstance when you cross paths with someone as often as they do, when one cushions you like drops of rain water sparkling like diamonds on a spider's nest. Till a mere touch, a cloud memory can makes you moist, till your insides churn to a tender prurience and one cannot restrain themselves any longer.
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"Stop," Harry whispered as the smaller man in front of him placed his soft delicate hands on either side of his head. Harry whimpered as he felt another body press his own. "Never..," there was a smirk in the older, shorter man's face, it made Harry's body tremble in delight. He knew it was wrong, he knew that if his family found out about this, they won't hesitate to lock him up. But he couldn't stop himself. Before he could drown himself in his own thoughts, the smaller man placed his chapped yet warm lips on Harry's. He moaned and visibly shivered causing the older man to chuckle. "L-Louis...," Harry moaned. Fuck! Weren't they supposed to be rivals?

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