“I’ve got a surprise for you,” Harry murmured against Louis’ ear making the back of his neck tingle in the most pleasant way. He immediately found himself getting a bit squirmy, but he did not turn around to face Harry.

“Oh, yeah? What’s that?” he questioned as low as his silvery voice would allow.

Harry smirked and Louis could feel it against his skin. “Wouldn’t be a surprise then would it? Come on bunk off with me and find out.”

How could Louis say no to that? Harry was essentially the most seductive being Louis had ever came across.

XxXx
“Harry, how is this a surprise it’s the way to your house,” Louis pouted. He didn’t mind going to Harry’s house, but the thing was Harry had never let him in past the door on account of Harry’s parents wouldn’t approve of Harry bringing a younger bloke home.

“I can always take you back to school. I reckon you really do like Physics with Donovan more than Chemistry with me.”

“That is not true,” Louis pouted even harder crossing his arms over his chest. Harry was all the time teasing him now and Louis secretly loved it more than he would ever let on.

“I hope you know I skived off most of the morning getting this surprise ready. I probably won’t get into a good University now.”

Louis worked hard to hide the excitement on his face, he was still trying to keep up his pouting, but the smug little smirk on Harry’s face told Louis he wasn’t doing so hot. “Harry, I think you could charm your way into any University you wanted.”

Harry quirked a dark brow at the younger lad. “And you couldn’t?”

Louis snorted. “I haven’t even thought about Uni yet. I’m just trying to make it to sixth form.”

Harry reached over and put a hand on Louis’ knee as he killed the engine. “Lewis, you are far smarter than me. I really do get by on who I am rather than how smart I am. But you, you’re so smart I reckon you could be a doctor or anything else you wanted to be.”

Heat tinged Louis’ cheeks and he nearly melted into a brunette puddle on Harry’s seat. “Flattery will get you everywhere, Harry.”

The older lad cracked a grin. “You sound like me. I must be rubbing off on you.”
“Almost daily,” Louis pointed out.

Now that he had the sixth form student he was a lot more comfortable around him, he knew how far to push and when to pull back.

Harry chuckled and shook his head pulling into his car park. “Alright, be prepared to be absolutely swept off your feet, Lewis,” he said getting out of the car. He walked around and opened the passenger side.

“Impressive,” Louis commented going alone with it.

He followed his boyfriend inside and just about keeled over when he made it past the foyer. Harry’s house was very modern with lots of blacks and whites and chromes. His parents were just as every bit of filthy rich as everyone had always said. Not to say the Louis was surprised, Harry didn’t mind much flaunting his rich kid attitude. But he wasn’t quite as pretentious towards Louis anymore.

“Sit here, don’t get up and follow me either,” Harry ordered pointing to the black sofa.
“Yes, sir,” Louis replied wiggling his eyebrow and took a seat.

Harry snorted and padded off to only he knew where and Louis tried sitting there like a good boy very hard. But everything was so distracting and then there was a loud noise followed by a long string of profanities, belonging to Harry and he couldn’t help but get up and take off running.

“Are you okay?” Louis asked stopping in front of a pan filled with a blackened roast and its juices spilled all over the ground.

Harry was frantically waving his hands around in the air and Louis noticed particularly bad looking burn marks. “Harry, what have you done?”

“You little s***, you were supposed to stay in there. Get over here and help me with these burns,” he started off yelling, but ended in a whimper.

Louis ran over to Harry and dragged him over to the sink. He then sprinted over to the fridge and plunged Harry’s hands into the tub of butter he had retrieved. “Butter heals burns doesn’t it?”

“I think so, it’s working at least,” Harry whined.

“How did you manage to do this?” Louis asked looking from the mess on the floor to Harry’s burned hands still resting in the butter.

“I forgot to use oven mitts. I was trying to make you a romantic dinner and I forgot the stupid oven mitts,” Harry whined in defeat. It was really sort of sexy.

Louis lifted Harry’s blistering hands out of the butter and trailed feather light kisses on them before peering up at Harry’s emerald green eyes. “It’s perfectly alright, you are a proper terrible romantic, but at least you tried. How bout we order some take away, yeah?”

“Yeah,” Harry murmured looking down at the younger lad before catching his face carefully with his wrists and kissing him with a familiar want.

Louis blushed when Harry pulled away. “You keep that up and we might not get around to ordering take away,” he murmured.

“We can worry about that later,” Harry mumbled in a gravelly voice. And before Louis could protest he was being dragged through Harry’s very nice home and shoved into a room that appeared to belong to Harry.

Louis barely had time to take in the posters littering the walls when Harry switched off the lights and the glow of candles made it barely bright enough for Louis to see Harry standing over him in the dim lighting. He had even less time before the older lad made their clothes disappear. And he was sure that the eldest would keep going but instead he lowered himself to where he was chest to chest with Louis and brushed their lips together. Louis took the smallest bit of control and raked his tongue across Harry’s lips begging for entrance straight away.

Harry happily obliged and parted his lips, only to assert his dominance, expertly exploring Louis’ mouth like it was the first time. He also did a devilishly sneaky thing and began grinding his hips into Louis’ so slowly and sensually that Louis didn’t notice at first, but when he did a pole was digging into Harry’s stomach and he rocked into Louis harder and faster. Louis whined into the kiss feeling extremely desperate for Harry to be inside of him.

When Harry didn’t seem to catch Louis’ drift Louis unpinned his hands from his side that were simply pinned there because of Harry’s weight, and shoved against the lad’s pale defined chest breaking the kiss. Harry looked down at the younger lad in confusion, his full red lips glistening.

“I need you to f*** me,” Louis begged his voice crackly, but still light feathery not quite living up to Harry’s deep tone.

Harry quirked an eyebrow but happily complied with Louis’ wishes. “On your hands and knees,” he commanded getting up on his own knees.

Louis’ eyes went wide as he did what he was told. His body was trembling in anticipation and in frustration. If he hadn’t stopped Harry he would have made a mess between the two of them. He wasn’t sure he would last long like this, but he couldn’t be sure because they had never tried this position. And boy was he eager to find out.

He heard the opening of the cap of lubrication, that Harry always seemed to have on hand and then he felt two slick fingers slip into him. He had to bite the back of his hand to keep from screaming out, not that Harry would have minded, he always liked when Louis was vocal. But his hand couldn’t keep the screams at bay when Harry started curling his fingers gently brushing Louis’ prostate. Swears also tumbled out causing Harry to remove his fingers and then Louis felt Harry’s grip gingerly on his hips and he was pulled backwards to the edge of the bed.

Somehow despite being painfully horny, Louis managed to turn his head to look at Harry and saw that he was standing up properly on the ground. “Keep forward,” Harry barked so that his voice cracked and he slammed into Louis without warning.

Louis let out a sharp yelp and Harry slammed into him again and again. He started pounding into the smaller boy causing him to scream and his body to tremble and his arms to give out. His screams were barely muffled by Harry’s satin duvet, his fingers curled around the fabric and he couldn’t help but move with the elder’s thrusts. It felt so good and he was hitting all the right places and his d*** was rubbing against the slick material on the bed, he had to shut his eyes because it all was becoming too much.

He lifted his head slightly and gasped out a warning, “Harry I’m about to c-,” but he was cut off by Harry’s lips.

The curly headed lad had somehow flipped the younger over and his chest was brushing against Louis’ tanned one. “Open your eyes,” Harry broke the kiss just long enough to command and then went back to shoving his tongue down the smaller lad’s throat.

In a flash Louis’ eyes opened and he stared into Harry’s beautiful green ones. It was also romantic and hot and just when he thought it couldn’t get any better Harry wrapped his hand around Louis’ member and squeezed up and down the shaft. Louis whined into Harry’s mouth and he raked his nails into his back as the upperclassman began pounding into him harder than before. He could barely concentrate as he was being f***** senseless but he knew that Harry was as close as he was and trailed his hands down to Harry’s bum and gave it a fierce squeeze. That was enough to tip them both over the edge and with a scream of each other’s names they both came simultaneously.

Harry’s thrusts and tugs gradually slowed until he came to a stop and he rolled over beside Louis’ pulling him onto his side as well. Still panting he stated simply, “F***, that was hot.”

Louis nodded in agreement, too out of breath and worked up from coming down from his high to respond proper. He leant over and pressed a kiss to the inside of Harry’s bicep and flicked his eyes close.

Harry kissed the top of his head and rested his chin there, still trying to control his breathing. A content and slightly primal noise sounded from the back of Louis’ throat and he was sure that was it. That was the best moment of Louis’ life, and certainly the best sex in his life. He could die happily now.

When he was calm and his heart wasn’t racing like a frightening rabbits, he decided he probably wasn’t going to die yet so decided to speak instead. “What did I do to deserve that?” he asked tiredly, his accent so thick it strained Harry’s ears just to decipher what he said.

“Well,” Harry drawled out, “since you asked,” he said pausing long enough so that Louis tilted his head up to see what was going on. A cheeky grin crossed his dimpled cheeks and Louis immediately knew he was about to say something extremely cheesy and amusement bubbled up inside him. Harry finally continued, “It’s coz we’ve been together for a while now and I just realized two things.”

“Oh, yeah? What were they?” Louis couldn’t help but ask, his amusement turned to worry even though he knew that Harry wouldn’t have f***** him senseless just before breaking it off with him.

“The first one was that you and I hadn’t had sex in a proper bed yet,” he said pausing again. Louis noted that his dramatics were driving him positively mental. “I wanted to finally show you what it was like for a proper romp in the bed with me, and the second thing I realized was that I am in love with you.”

Louis blinked. “What?” he asked stupidly, his fringe dipping down into his eyes.

Harry’s brow furrowed and his features contorted into a frown that pulled his dimpled down and Louis didn’t like that very much. “If you don’t feel the same way I understand. I mean I can be a complete arse and I didn’t act right,” he rambled but Louis shushed him with his lips.

It was quick chaste kiss that conveyed a lot of feeling. Louis could have easily got caught up in that kiss, but he had something to say before they ended up going for round two. He put his hands on Harry’s chest and used the leverage to push them apart. Harry’s lips were still pursed and Louis couldn’t help but chuckle as a pout washed over the older lad’s face.

“Look you idiot, I am in love with you too. I just didn’t think it was possible for you to feel that way about me. I know when we made up you said you had feelings for me, but I thought you meant you just cared for me,” Louis was the rambling and then Harry was the one cutting him off with his lips.

And Louis didn’t mind that, all the important stuff was said already he was just content with kissing. And that’s what the two schoolmates did for a while. They just lay there kissing and being content with each other’s company, it was nice snogging just to snog with no intention on it going anywhere serious.

Notes

This is finally the end and I kind of forgot about it being unfinished. I've been swamped with school and stuff. SO yeah I hope you all like it.