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“So, titch, have you had someone lick you out before?” Harry inquired wrapping his hands around a pair of naked firm thighs.

“Excuse me?” Louis squeaked. The idea was ludicrous. Did blokes actually do that to one another?

Harry smirked and trailed his thin fingers to the younger lad's bum, pausing a beat to admire it.
“You really are a naive little thing, aren’t you?” Louis nodded. Causing Harry to grin devilishly and lick his lips, something Louis noted that he did quite a lot. “Out of all my students, and there has been a whole lot of them, I know without any doubt you are my favourite, titch,” Harry hummed massaging the smaller’s cheeks in order to get him to loosen up a bit.

Louis’ heart soared, he knew it shouldn’t have, but it did. He loved hearing Harry speak so fondly of him, like he fancied him. But the young lad didn’t have time to dwell on it because Harry barked an order. “Turn and lean into the wall a bit.”

Like the good student he was, Louis did as he was told, and with the cool cinderblock digging into his shoulder his breathing become heaver. He was expecting more instruction and was taken by surprise when Harry’s hands trailed up Louis’ bum and spread his cheeks, making room for his tongue. A sharp gasp passed through his parted lips as Harry began working his tongue around inside of him.

“F****** h***,” the younger lad exhaled placing both his hands flat on the wall.

He wasn’t entirely sure what was hotter, Harry’s tongue slipping in and out of him, or the fact that it was happening with his a** in the air out in the hall. All someone had to do was forget a paper or get a call and the two pulling out in the open would be caught, and that was quite the turn on for the lad who up until a month ago hadn’t even seriously kissed anyone, except for the times that he practiced with his mate Liam when they were about twelve.

Harry massaged Louis’ cheeks becoming more frantic with his tongue movements, which was driving the poor lad crackers. He couldn’t even think straight and the moans that spilled out of his mouth only prompted Harry to work him even harder. He wanted some sort of contact, any contact would do, but he knew better than to touch himself. Harry would have his head.

“M-m-p-please touch me,” Louis barely managed, begging.

Apparently Harry liked that because he spun Louis around by the hips and caught his d*** in his mouth. Harry took Louis all the way into his mouth causing the lowerclassmen to bite back a scream. The older lad barely got in a few bobs before the familiar tightening holed up in Louis’ stomach and he released without warning. And Harry being the good teacher that he was took in every drop.

“S***,” Louis breathed.

Harry looked at Louis in a funny way, with a funny tilt to his head and asked, “What is it, titch? Do I still have some on my face or something?”

Louis reached down and gathered his trousers in his hands before answering, “No, no that was just so f****** good.”

Harry got another funny look on his face before his mouth collided with Louis’. The younger lad stood there kissing his elder, with his trousers still gathered in his hands, and felt that there was something off about it.

Not that he minded much, but usually Harry would be long gone by now and Louis would be catching his breath in the toilets, waiting it out until the next bell. But instead there they stood snogging like no tomorrow, and Louis felt that he rather enjoyed it.

Harry pulled away not even slightly out of breath and tilted his head to get a better look at the younger lad. “Bunk off with me, won’t you?”

Louis on the other hand was feeling a little breathless. “Isn’t that what I’ve been doing, for nearly a month now?”

Harry shook his head, his curls bouncing as he did. “Not want I meant. Forget I said it, though, will you?”

The elder lad got up and straightened out his uniform and started legging it down the hall to the sixth form wing. Everything inside of Louis told him to take off after the long legged
upperclassmen, but his better judgement held him in place. He just stared after Harry as he pulled his trousers up and straightened out his clothes and wondered what had gotten into him.

Notes

This is a bit of a filler (if there can be such a thing in a smut fic) because I don't really know how to write that sort of scene, but I really felt the need to write it anyway. Cause yeah.

Comments

I LOVED THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LouisLover06 LouisLover06
6/15/20

I'm loving this!!! A great story and well written!!!!

twilite1991 twilite1991
5/23/14

LOVED IT.....will there be an epiloge???

XavierDye XavierDye
2/13/14

This is or was an AMAZING fanfic! I fell I love with it on the first chapter!

MoreThanThis MoreThanThis
2/3/14

@onedirectioninthetardis
Ahw yay <3
Yes they definitely do! haha and ahw that stinks lol
:)