fic | if you could take all the heat in your heart
if you could take all the heat in your heart | harry/louis & zayn/liam. | nc - 17. | 5,500. | “Can you hear the ocean?” Louis asks, combing his fingers through Harry’s tangled curls. They smell of peppermint and mango. / “No,” Harry sighs. “I can just hear you.” | warning: slight D/s relationship/undertones, body paint. | Hope you all enjoy. Sorry
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you are just magificent. you are. i have no other words except oh my fucking god who is this woman and how did she write this way.
you are predictable in your beauty, but spontaenous in how you potray it. i mean, every time i read something i know it's going to gorgeous, with lots of prose and poem and quiet, underrated love that speaks volumes - but the way it's displayed always takes me by complete surprise i sort of lose myself in your story.
the d/s themes are so beautiful and so underwhelming, i just love it. you took the raunchiness out of them, you made it more about louis and harry and how they function, two parts of one whole, and why am i even surprised that you're able to do something like that. because it's you, and elizabeth, i'm terribly sick on the lovely aches you give me. each and every time ,you words hit me like hail. i can't even.
gah
“You’ve grown so much,” Louis whispers against Harry’s lips.
Harry smiles, sleepily and almost drunkenly, and says, “I’ve grown with you, haven’t I?”
in a way, it's like our stories work in tandem with each other, because i just wrote a h/l fic like this and what even are you, you lovely, lovely, creature
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