𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓘 𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝔂 | 𝐿𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 - 𝓘𝓶𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓵𝔂

Im_Lilly_

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Parts 4
Time 2h 3m

Im_Lilly_

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⚠️Story by Tea_with_cardamom from Ao3⚠️
    
    [...] Harry had been kissed before, but never like this.
    
    He'd shared sweet, curious kisses behind bleachers and in soda shop booths, one or two more daring ones in cars parked on dark suburban streets, but the girls he'd kissed had never filled him with the desperation that erupted from Louis' touch. He parted his lips and pulled him closer, as though he could breathe Louis straight into his lungs, as if he could swallow him. He wanted to consume Louis the way he consumed the body and blood of Christ. He wanted to place Louis on his tongue and feel him dissolve into a frothy mess of starch and saliva. He wanted to gulp him down until his teeth were stained purple and he was drunk on him. He wanted him in some violent holy way that made his hands shake where they were twisted in Louis' shirt. [...]
    
    In 1949 Harry left his bride at the altar, running away from the only life he'd known. When a kindhearted farmer offers him a ride in his truck and a place to sleep the two find themselves inexplicably drawn together. Isolated on Louis' farm with nobody but a field of dairy cows to intrude, the men are finally able to explore the parts of themselves they've spent their lives hiding away.All Rights Reserved

40s ao3 country cowboy farm harry harrystyles larry larrystylinson louis louistomlinson onedirection past yaoi

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⚠️Story by Tea_with_cardamom from Ao3⚠️
    
    [...] Harry had been kissed before, but never like this.
    
    He'd shared sweet, curious kisses behind bleachers and in soda shop booths, one or two more daring ones in cars parked on dark suburban streets, but the girls he'd kissed had never filled him with the desperation that erupted from Louis' touch. He parted his lips and pulled him closer, as though he could breathe Louis straight into his lungs, as if he could swallow him. He wanted to consume Louis the way he consumed the body and blood of Christ. He wanted to place Louis on his tongue and feel him dissolve into a frothy mess of starch and saliva. He wanted to gulp him down until his teeth were stained purple and he was drunk on him. He wanted him in some violent holy way that made his hands shake where they were twisted in Louis' shirt. [...]
    
    In 1949 Harry left his bride at the altar, running away from the only life he'd known. When a kindhearted farmer offers him a ride in his truck and a place to sleep the two find themselves inexplicably drawn together. Isolated on Louis' farm with nobody but a field of dairy cows to intrude, the men are finally able to explore the parts of themselves they've spent their lives hiding away.

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