Okay so I wrote this last week (at church) bc the Brits and idk what i think of it so idek man. - lotts ---------------- “Night, lads!” Louis screamed, still full of adrenaline and drunk from the night behind him. He grasped his boyfriend, Harry, at the waist and they shuffled off towards their cab. Harry enlightened at his boyfriend’s touch. He loved Louis so much; he would literally do anything to be with his bright blue eyes and caramel colored fringe. Louis noticed Harry off in his own world, and decided to pipe up. “Your speech was lovely,” Louis stated. Harry’s head snapped up and looked to his left at Louis. “What’d you say, dear?” Harry questioned “I said your speech was lovely, babe.” “Oh, thanks!” he chirped as they approached the cab that would take them home. When they sat down in the car, Harry immediately went in for a kiss; catching Louis off guard. Louis kissed back, almost instantly. He loved the feel of Harry’s warm lips on his – filled with passion. Also, he had a hardening down south. Harry smirked into the kiss and rubbed their clothed erections together. Louis hissed at the relief he felt. Louis soon took control and started on Harry’s neck. He sucked and bit, leaving a small purple ‘o’. “That’ll leave a mark,” he concluded. Harry smiled, and then started unbuttoning Louis’ jacket. Once he had the top layer undone, Louis wiggled out of it and began undoing Harry’s black and white button up shirt. He grinned and began leaving sloppy kisses down Harry’s stomach, paying careful attention to the two sparrows on his chest. Once he reached the thin trail of hair that led to something great, he reached down to undo Harry’s belt and trouser buttons. Harry later pulled off Louis’ t-shirt and fumbled with the buttons on his pants. Louis then showed Harry two fingers and placed them in his mouth. Harry sucked long and hard, coating Louis’ fingers in saliva. Louis pulled them out with a pop when he felt they were coated enough. Harry closed his eyes, ready for the band of his boxers to be pulled down and for what was next. Louis pulled down the band of Harry’s boxers and Harry mirrored on Louis. Louis then took is coated fingers and found Harry’s hole and stuck in his finger. Harry winced at the pain but quickly adjusted as Louis prodded and stretched the ring of muscles. Louis then added another finger, stretching Harry even more. Louis then deemed Harry as loose enough and then spit on his hand to moisten up his erect cock. Louis slammed into Harry without a moment’s thought. Harry hissed at the pain and pleasure. Louis waited, letting Harry get used to the stretch. “Move, for Christ’s sake!” Harry belted; Louis got the picture. He moved in and out; the slapping of skin against skin blended with the sounds of London around them. Soon, Louis reached deeper, and began jerking Harry off. Harry gasped in pleasure and found himself close to his climax. Louis then reached that sweet spot and Harry cried out, coming at that time. Louis slammed in once more, then found himself releasing in Harry. Louis pulled out, feeling himself softening; as was Harry. He picked up his suit jacket and began wiping off his stomach and Harry’s thighs. Harry giggled at the feeling of the wool cleaning up his thighs. Harry pulled up his and his partner’s pants, as they approached their flat, ready for round 2 l
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