Grapple With The Devil [Larry Stylinson]

Grapple With The Devil [Larry Stylinson]

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Still thinking of the situation like a joke, Louis bucked his hips up to meet Harry's to push him off. "You wanna piece of the Tommo too, do ya' Haz?" Louis questioned with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. Harry shook his head in disbelief, a condescending scoff leaving his mouth at his irritating behaviour. Louis didn't think much of it, and just let out a tooth grin, pulling his left foot around Harry's leg, and twisting them harshly so that Harry was the one under him instead. Harry let out a pained groan as Louis pressed his leg down on his groin albeit on purpose. He couldn't help but let the rage consume him. Glaring at the boy above him who was tightly holding onto his fingers beside his head, trying his hardest to pin him down. But everyone knew that Harry was much stronger than Louis. It was no secret. It could easily be seen from their physique itself, and their gym habits. Upon seeing the glare in Harry's eyes, Louis' grin only deepened. He's enjoying this- He's actually enjoying annoying us all today. Or where Louis is acting out a little bit too much at a get together, and everyone is fed up. So Harry decides to take it into his hands to stop him.
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"So, tell me what you want?" The younger boy demanded, and Louis' mind filled with inappropriate images of Harry. Everything to do with Harry. "I..." He couldn't think. Could barely breathe, and his dick was so fucking hard in his track pants he didn't know why Harry wasn't pointing it out. "You...have to do whatever I say for a whole day." Louis blurted out. "Deal." Harry said without missing a beat, his green eyes shining like the light in The Great Gatsby. His easy agreement had Louis groaning, because Harry already did whatever Louis told him to do. Or, the one where Harry and Louis challenge each other not to get off to see who will break first. I did not write this. All credits go to orphan_account on ao3.

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