"Louis, Louis, Louis." I heard some far off voice call repeatedly. It sounded familiar yet so unfamiliar, and to be honest I was pleased that it was disrupting my slumber. I wasn't ready to rise from my cocoon of warmth.
"Leave me alone." I groan, shifting slightly in my cramp positon. Strange. My bed felt smaller, and more squishy. "Louis baby, you have to get up!" The voice cooed again, and I felt a pair of soft lips press to my cheek, giving it a sweet kiss.
"Hmm.." I murmered, drifting back off, the touch relaxing me. "Louis. C'mon baby!'' The voice said louder, and this time I reconized it. Harry. "Harry?" I mumbled, my eyes still remaining shut as I felt two strong arms tighten around me.
"Yes Louis, it's Harry." He chuckled, obviously amused at how difficult it was to get me to rise from sleep. Wait. Why was he here? I didn't remember this, him coming over? Then as my curiousity increased, as did my eyes as I fluttered my eye lids open and saw the neat fabric of the couch.
Harry's couch.
"Huh?" I say, confused now as I realized I was nestled in Harry's arms, his legs on either side of me as he held me close. "You fell asleep last night, and I didn't have the heart to wake you." He informs, sensing my confusion, and I nod slightly before fully waking up with a jerk.
"Shoot!" I shout, sitting up inbetween his legs as I ran my hands down my face. "What time is it?" I ask, afraid I might've missed work. "A little after eight." Harry informs, pointing to the clock on the wall then proceeds to rub my thighs, and legs.
"Oh." I say, letting out a breath of relief as I sit back, my back connecting with his chest as I relaxed against him. "I should probably go. I have work in half an hour." I inform, and he rested his chin on his forehead.
"If it makes a difference, you can borrow some of my clothes and get ready here?" He suggests, and I shrug. "Wouldn't they be a little big on me?" I ask, and he chuckles, "That's the point. It makes you cute." He points out, and I nod slowly in silent agreement.
It was cute he wanted to spend more time with me.
"Then I suppose it'll be okay." I comment, looking up at him with a tired smile, because I was still half asleep. For a moment he peered down at me, and said nothing then sighed in a content way. "What kind of a job do you have?" He asks, and I feel my smile widden with pride.
"I work as a football coach for homeschoolers. Me, and Carson both do it, but I have a feeling he won't be making an appearence today." I inform, mumbling the last part in a depressive way. "I'm sorry baby." Harry appoligizes, rubbing my legs as he nuzzles his face in my hair.
"But as for the coach thing, that's awesome! And for a nineteen year old to have that position? Brilliant." He compliments, and I feel my heart flutter at his words. He made me feel proud that I had managed to impress him even though it was minor thing, such as a coaching job for kids.
"Yeah it's pretty cool." I say honestly, and he kisses my head. "Can I come?" He asks, and I look up at him. "But what about your teaching job?" I ask, and he points to his forehead. "I have a bad headache. I decided to stay home." He says, pulling his hands away from my legs to massage his temples.
"Oh, but then won't the cold irritate it?" I ask, and he shrugs. "I'll wrap a scarf around my head or something." He says, and I nod. After that we both remain quiet, him obviously in thought as he played with my hair, and I was trying to completely wake up.
"You know I have an idea, why don't we both ditch today!" He then says, making me jump a bit for his voice had surprsied me and he laughed. "What we we do for a whole day? And aren't teachers suppose to encourage their students to stay in school?" I ask, and he looks down at me with a smirk.
"When it comes to you and me I encourge unorderly things." He informs, and I roll my eyes even though we both knew it was true. "I guess I can't argue on that one." I say honestly, and he licks his lips.
"Then as for what we would do, I was thinking that maybe I could take you on a date? I mean we don't have to, it's just we've already admitted our love but never went on a official date, so that means we skipped ahead, and just-"
At that I cut off his ramble by covering his mouth, laughing as I did so.
"Yes of course! That sounds fun." I say, feeling my stomach bubble with excitement at the thought. That actually sounded like a lot of fun. Just me and him on a nice date. Yes it would be a little strange at first because I was used to going on dates with girls, but hey my doors are open for change.
"Really?" He asks, peeling off my fingers and I grin as I nod and he beams at me. "Then I guess I had better go take a shower, and put on something semi-nice." He paused for a moment to kiss my nose, "I don't want to look like a tramp that you picked up at the bar now do I?" He says, sitting up, and nudging me foreward so he could get up.
When he got up my body felt bare from the lost of contact, but I didn't protest as I stood up as well and stretched my sore limbs. "Do you have a shower I can use to?" I ask, and he remains quiet for a moment before shaking his head.
"Nope, afraid not." He says, turning to face me, and his hands grabbed my hips. "But we could share?" He suggests, my breath hitching as he did so. "I'm not sure." I say. the thought tempting yet liable to resist.
"C'mon baby please?" He says, leaning down and kissing behind my earlobe. "Harry.." I whine, trying to squirm away but he holds me tighter as he pulls my body against his. "Pretty please?" He asks, and I sigh.
"I'll think about it." I say, making him huff as he pulled away. "Alright, suit yourself." He says, winking at me as he turned on his heel and walked out of the living room, his heavy footsteps on the stairs following a moment later.
Sighing I ran a hand through my messy hair and sat down before sitting back against the comfortable spine of the couch. He always knew how to lure me in, and I didn't know how to resist. Sometimes I really hated how he used his strength, size, and soft lips against me yet my boy loved it.
Now I had a choice. Wait for Harry to finish showering then take one myself, or join him and preserve more time. Biting my lip I looked over at the clock, I had an hour to get ready for work. It probably would be wisest to just go with it, he had already seen me naked anyways.
"Harry wait!' I call, jumping up and ruinning out of the living room, accidently bumping into Maddie. "Whoa watch it there tiger, what's the hurry?" She asks, and I gently grab her shoulder to steady myself. "I need to talk to Harry before he gets in the shower? Where might that be?" I ask, and she points upstairs.
"He usually takes them in his room." She says, ruffling my hair and brushing past me in the direction of the left hall, a laundry basket under her arm, stuffed with clothes. "Thanks!' I call, before jogging up the steps, stumbling a few times when I attempted to skip one, and then tripped once I made it up the steps.
Life tip, don't run up big stairs.
"Harry?" I called out once more, opening his door after walking down the hall, and I could see his clothes scattered on the ground, and the sound of the shower water hitting the shower floor thrummed around the room.
"Yeah Louis?" He called back, peeking out of the bathroom door, and I bit my lip as I felt an awkward blush cross my face. "Can..I..um..is the shower..yeah.." I say, rubbing the back of my neck. and Harry laughs as he nods.
"Yes Louis you can join me." He grinned, "I wash your back, you wash mine?" He asks, and I nod as he gestures for me to come in. At fIrst I hesitated a moment more then inhaled deeply as I walked into the bathroom, only to see Harry was already in the shower.
It was a giant one, the bathroom fairly big to be in such a bedroom. I could also see the cracks in the glass from where Harry had punched a couple of days ago. He must've glued the shard back together.
"C'mon Tommo, it's lonely in here." Harry whined, and I shook my head to refocus myself as I peeled off my shirt, jeans, and boxers with out a second thought. "Move over Golieth." I say, pulling open the curtain just slightly, and stepped in.
"Missed you." He said grabbing my hips once I had closed the curtain and pulled my front against his. "Course you did.." I say softly, my eyes drifting over his wet, nude body. Water droplest rolled down his chest and stomach that wasn't covered by mine, his curls stuck to his forehead, his tattoo's looking almost glossy on his skin, and his lips looked plumper then ever.
"Enjoying the veiw?" He asked, twisting me around so my back was against his front now, his member brushing over my bum as he begin to place soft kisses on my shoulders, and the back of my neck, guiding my body under the warm water.
"Somewhat." I say, my eyes fluttering shut at the contact as I rested my hands over his. "Not the answer that I was looking for, but I'll take it." He chuckles, and I roll my eyes, both fluttering open. "Well excuse me for not pleasing you." I say, a playful smile appearing on my face as he nips at the skin behind my right ear.
"Your excused, since I enjoy pleasing you." He says a bit of an attitude present in his voice. "Maybe we should switch roles?" I suggest and he scoffs, his warm breath fanning my skin. "You don't know the first thing about pleasing a guy." He teases, and I couldn't help but feel insulted.
"Are you calling me a rookie?" I ask, and he nods, digging his face into the back of my neck as his hands ran over my stomach, rubbing it. "Yes Louis, your a rookie at sex." He says, his tone dead serious, no sarcasm, no playfulness.
For a moment I remained quiet. I wanted to please him, I wanted to show him I was just as good. I was just like that in general, I hated people saying I wasn't as good as them at something, and often would strive to prove them wrong.
"I bet I could turn your legs to jelly in two minutes." I say, the words just slipping out, and he laughed. "Is that so?" He asked, and I nodded knowing I couldn't go back now that I said it. "Yes." I say, and his warm body pulls away.
"Alright," He paused for a moment to move in front of me, and leaned against the shower wall. "Make my legs turn into jelly in two minutes." He says, and I bite my lip. "Fine." I say, excepting the challenge as I scanned the shower.
Now what could I do to give him intense pleasure, pleasure so strong his legs would give out? I could give him a blow job, but I had ever given one before, and I didn't feel ready to. I could palm him, but even I, the one most sensitive to pleasure, didn't get turned to jelly by that in two minutes.
"Hmm.." I hummed, biting my lip as I turned my back to him, and he pinched my bum making me jump but I didn't say anything. What could I use? Then it hit me. "You gonna back out?" Harry asks, taking my silence as I retreat but I merely shake my head.
"Not a chance." I say, taking two steps before grabbing the shower head, and I switched the soft stream to the strong vibrating one. "What are you going to do with that?" My boyfriend inquired as I looked back at him with a smirk.
I wasn't really one to be brave with this gay sex thing, but there had to be a moment for everything right?
"Something." I say, walking back over to him, the shower head in hand, and I wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him towards me. "Louis.." He says, and I shush him. "Quiet you. Start timing me." I say, and Harry nods,
"Go." He says, and I lick my lips as I look down at his exposed member then brush the strong vibrating water over it, instantly earning a sharp intake of breath. "Oh you like that huh?" I ask, the question completely innocent, no lust in my tone as I repeated the action, and he grabbed both of my shoulders, digging his fingers into them.
That was going to leave a mark.
"Do it again." He pleaded, already putty in my hands, and I repeated the action, only thing time I didn't move it away as I let the water pound on his sensitive spot. "Louis!" He moaned loudly, throwing his head back against the wall as he screwed his eyes shut, and I jumped at the oppertunity to place kisses to his chest, which I had to stand slight on my tipy toes to reach because of the postion we were in.
"Mmm.." He groaned as I moved the shower head in circles, and his hips bucked foreward on instinct. "Ohh.." He breathed, and I begin to move the shower head fast, then slow, fast then slow, creating a rhythm.
"You jelly yet?" I ask, my lips still pressed to his wet skin as his body started trembling. "No.." He protested, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. "Then I guess I have to try harder." I say, nipping at his skin, this whole moment unfamiliar, yet felt right. I liked hearing him moan under my touch, it was a satisfying feeling.
"Louis..Louis..Louis.." He started moaning repeatedly, thrusting his hips aginst the shower head then back, my movements getting quicker and then slower. "C-Close.." He managed to choke out, and I started to move around the water, watching his face for a reaction, and then once his lips released a cry over the place I brushed over, I left it there, and he became a mess.
"Louis! Louis please!" He begged, but I ignored his protests as I placed soft kisses over his scar, stomach, and chest. "C'mon Harry." I coaxed, and his body then jerked foreward as his fingertips dug harder into my skin, and he screamed at the top of his lungs before he orgasmed, some of it getting on my hand, and I pull away with a triumphet smirk.
"How was that for a rookie?" I ask as he takes deep breaths. "You win." He says, his voice breathless as he pulled his finger tips out of my skin, and moved them down to my hips. "Your turn." He says, his heavy body leaning towards mine, but I sprayed him in the face.
"No." I say, not wanting to take any longer because I had to get to work. "Fine." He grumbled, pulling back, and I stepped away to put the shower head back and grab the shampoo.
"Come here." I say, squirting some in my hand, and I stand on my tipy toes as I begin to massage it into his hair, and a soft smile spread across his face as he grabbed my hips to support his trembling legs, and he bent down his head so I didn't have to stand on my toes.
"Using the shower head, good move. Haven't thought of that one yet." He points out, and I make eye contact with him and snicker.
"I always have good ideas." I say, and he rubs my back. "Yeah..you do.." He says, fading off by the end as he watched me with a sweet smile, and a vibrant expression on his face.
He was giving me a look right now that I had never seen someone give me before.
A look of love.
And in that moment, while I washed his hair, and he looked down at me, I felt my heart flutter in a way that it never has, and that flutter was for him.
For Harry.

Notes

Hi guys! Sorry about not updating, I had the stomach flu, then both my parents got the stomach flu, then we got another ice storm, and yeah. Lots of stuff. But good news! I will be double updating tomorrow to make up for the 2-3 days I missed ;) Also I get to plan The Ulitimate Catch The Flag Game for my chruch group >.<
QOTD: When are your brithday's?
Mine is July 18th :)
~Mazzy
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