Round 4
ROUND FOUR
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“What do you want babe,” Louis teases, presses his thumb against his bottom lip, running it against the trail of spit gathered there. Harry sucks in the thumb, flicks his tongue against the digit, clutching desperately onto Louis’ hand. “Hmm, want to suck my cock huh?” Harry nods instantly, eyes wide and desperate, sucking avidly on his thumb. “Hmm, yeah, I know, but we can’t risk it can we?” Louis swears his face drops; Harry lowers his eyes and loosens the grip on his hand.
“Hey, hey,” Louis says and slides a hand in Harry’s curls. He gently fingers his way through it. Louis smiles when Harry leans his head into the touch, and then yanks, watches as Harry’s head snaps up with his pull.
“Louis,” Harry groans out. Louis pulls out his thumb, relishes the whine that escapes Harry’s lips, and replaces it with two fingers.
“We can still have fun.” Louis removes his hand from Harry’s curls, and slides it down Harry’s shorts, pulls them down just enough to see his cock, long and thick. “So perfect,” he whispers. He thumbs over the head and slides the precum off the tip. Louis sucks it off and licks up his hand, getting it nice and wet. “So much fun, right,” Louis mumbles and wraps the hand around Harry’s cock, gets a tight hold around it.
Harry doubles over after the first stroke, his lips part and Louis fingers slip out, a string of spit following as he pulls the hand down.
“You know how good you looked today?” Louis asks. Harry’s swears and shakes his head furiously. “Yeah, you know, you know exactly what you do to me, don't ya'.” He yanks at Harry’s curls again; hard enough for it to thump back against the stall. “You’re a fucking tease aren’t you?” Louis says and squeezes the tip of his cock, watching as Harry gasps, tries to pull his body forward but the hold is too much.
“No, n--no,” Harry breathes out, piercing his nails into Louis’ skin. Fuck, it hurts, but Louis keeps his pace, squeezing at the head when he reaches the tip. “Faster, please.” Harry’s absolutely wrecked, with his hair a tangled mess in Louis’ hands, his lips bitten swollen, and his cheeks flushed down to his chest. Louis loves everything he sees.
He increases the pace, says, “can’t wait to get you back in bed, to strip you down.” Harry’s breath hitches; he nods his head and pushes his hips forward, fucking into Louis fist. “gonna’ take such good care of you.”
“Yeah, yeah, ‘kay.” Louis releases his grip on Harry’s hair, cups his ass instead and slides a finger between his cheeks. He presses at his knows, just rubs at it knowing it’s too dry to slide in. But it’s enough to make Harry grab at his face, buckle forward, and hunch over as he cums. Harry presses his face into Louis shoulder, whimpering and groaning when his orgasm hits him. “Oh, fuck,” he swears as Louis holds him up and milks him, stroking until Harry’s whimpering in his arms and batting at his shoulder.
It takes him a few minutes to get himself back together, Louis strokes his back down to his ass as Harry collects himself.
“You too,” Harry finally says and then his hands are flying towards Louis pants, unbuckling his shorts and pulling down his zipper. Louis’ been hard since he pressed Harry against the wall, he wanted him since he caught a peek of the bruise on his neck.
Harry licks his lips and Louis swears he sees his mouth water at the sight of his cock. “Can’t wait to have this in me,” he says and sends a trail of spit directly on his cock. It doesn’t take Louis too long, but that’s what happens when Harry’s touching him. It only takes a few strokes until his orgasm hits and he’s leaning against Harry, shaking with the force of it.
“Fuck,” Louis says while catching his breath.
“Yeah, tonight, let’s do that,” Harry says with a smile, licking the cum off his fingers. Louis shakes his head and pulls at Harry’s fingers, kisses him instead.
“Yeah, let’s do that.”
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you made me horny no kidding
damn
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