Round 4

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ROUND FOUR

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WHEN FILLING... please remember to put [FILL] in the subject line. 
ex: Prompt: Harry/Louis, BDSM
Fill: [FILL] [optional title here] Harry/Louis, BDSM
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Re: Harry/Louis wall fucking FILL Part 2/?

[ilezbatron]

Three (slightly disappointing) costume changes, a slightly ripped shirt and a rather unfortunate love bite just left of his Adam’s apple later, Harry was feeling more than a little stirred up. They jogged off stage, the other boys laughing and chattering about the show, but Harry stopped short of the dressing room and grabbed hold of the back of Louis’ suspenders, pulling him back against him so their bodies were flush against each other. Gripping the smaller boys’ hips, pushing him against his own, he buried his face in Louis’ neck and breathed in the wonderful scent of tea, expensive cologne and home that he’d been teased with all night as Louis had hovered just out of reach. “You’ve had your fun. Now it’s my turn.” He reached his tongue out, delicately licking a small stretch of Louis’ neck before biting down in what would be a vicious love bite tomorrow morning. Louis met the action with a stifled moan, shifting to press himself harder against Harry. Harry pulled away, sliding his hands up Louis’ torso as he moved, leaving Louis with a muttered promise of “later” as he strolled off to join the rest of the boys in the dressing room.

Harry loved the way he’d switched the roles with just his few simple words. The entire car ride to the hotel he could see Louis fidgeting more than usual, glancing up at him from under his fringe, bouncing his knees up and down in the crowded space, earning a few displeased looks from Niall and Zayn that he barely noticed.

The car had barely pulled to a stop outside their hotel before Louis was out and dancing from foot to foot waiting for Harry and the others to join him. Harry took his time getting out of the car and into the hotel elevator. Louis had teased him enough tonight; he was going to have some fun with this before his own desires took hold of him. Harry and Louis’ rooms were a floor above the other boys’, necessitating a few moments in which he and Louis were alone in the mirrored elevator. He held his gaze straight ahead, trying his hardest to resist the urge to take Louis right then and there. His resolve held out almost the entire length of time it took to reach their floor - until he felt the tug of his sleeve and looked down to see his smaller band mate looking up at him. “Haz..” He could practically feel the want in Louis’ voice, and the sight of him so desperate for Harry to acknowledge him was too much for the younger boy.

As the elevator opened he pulled Louis roughly to their door, pushing him against it and nudging his lips with his tongue, a silent request for permission. Louis opened his lips with a soft moan which was stifled as Harry delved his tongue into Louis’ mouth, the fight for dominance not lasting long as Louis was quick to submit to Harry, holding his hands against the younger’s back to hold him close as he moaned against Louis’ lips. They broke apart long enough for Harry to fumble their way into the room with the room key, pulling the door closed behind them. Louis made to move them to the bed, but Harry stopped him, holding his large hands against the smaller boys’ hips as he pushed him swiftly against the wall, wasting no time in reuniting their lips. He dipped his head down, tongue dancing over Louis’ neck before nipping his collarbone, sending the older boys’ hand into Harry’s mess of curls, grasping tightly as he tried to stifle the moans emitting from him. Harry pulled away from his neck, reaching up to kiss Louis lightly on the lips before whispering “don’t try and stop them. I want to hear you enjoy it”, causing Louis to buck his hips as his arousal consumed him, his head tilting up to clasp Harry’s lips in a passionate kiss as his hand trailed down to the younger boys’ ass for the third time that night.