Fic for mop_cat
Author: deathlydragon
Recipient: mop_cat
Title: The Mole’s Tale
Pairing: Louis Weasley/Teddy Lupin
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2.471
Summary: Louis’s eyes are so bad that he can’t even see the true nature of Teddy Lupin’s kindness.
Author's Notes: When I first saw your boys-with-glasses-prompt this idea somehow planted itself in my mind, and since I think of Louis, considering his genes, as a very handsome thing, I’m sure he would’ve problems with glasses. Hope you enjoy this! Thanks to K. for the beta!
“You look kinda like a mole.”
Louis Weasley lowered the Daily Prophet and scowled over the edge at Teddy Lupin. “Pardon?”
“If you squint your eyes like this” - Teddy morphed his face into a deterring mixture of Louis’s face and the snout of a mole - “you look like a mole.”
Louis laughed falsely. “Amusing as always, Ted. I can’t even imagine why my sister left this humour…” He moved back behind the newspaper, pointedly hiding his face. Teddy’s snort reached his ears and shortly afterwards he heard the legs of the chair scratching over the floor as Teddy rose to his feet to leave the kitchen.
Louis exhaled sharply. He put the Daily Prophet down. Normally, he loved spending a part of his holidays at Grimmauld Place with the Potters, but lately it seemed like Teddy Lupin had rented a room in his godfather’s house and that darkened Louis’s mood. It wasn’t like he didn’t like Teddy - actually, he used to like him a bit too much - but since Victoire had broken up with him their relationship was a little strained.
Probably because Teddy constantly insulted him.
Mole… Louis looked back at the Daily Prophet. It was true. The closer he held it to his face the more he had to squint to make any letters out in the blur. But he didn’t look like a mole. And even if he did, he’d rather look like a mole than Harry Potter.
~*~
It was a sunny day at Diagon Alley. James had dragged him along to look for a new Beater’s bat in Quality Quidditch Supplies, and sadly, he had also convinced Teddy to come along. Teddy was the coolest thing on the planet for James, while his younger brother Albus, who had desperately wanted to join them, was forced to stay home (because at the moment, he was anything but cool with his huge, thick glasses). James loved to tease him about them; Louis never wanted to experience that.
“Merlin’s pants, look how expensive these are!” James pointed at the price below the bat he would buy anyway.
Louis made a disinterested noise in the hope that James would change the topic. He couldn’t make out the price. If he squinted at the price tag the blurry first number took the shape of a two, but James would never consider two Galleons expensive.
“Imagine I wanted them to engrave my name on them - I need two, in reserve, you know? - how much would that cost?” James stared at him, looking like a mole himself as he tried to calculate. “Come on, Lou. You’re the math crack.”
Louis gulped. “Well… I don’t know how much it costs to engrave your extremely long name on a bat, James.”
“Three Galleons,” James said. “So, six for both bats. That’ll be… uhm… Come on, Louis!”
“Six Galleons? I could buy hair gel for three months for that!”
“And am I ever complaining about this waste of gold?” James sized Louis up in confusion. “What’s wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with you?” Louis snapped back. James prepared for another reply when Teddy stepped between them, putting a hand on both Louis and James’s shoulder. Louis shrugged the hand off and glared at Teddy, who turned to James.
“Boys, I discovered the new calendar of the Holyhead Harpies over there.” He nodded into the direction James quickly set his sight on. His eyes started to sparkle. Grinning in a rather dirty way, James strutted away.
Teddy turned back to Louis, this time putting both his hands on Louis’s shoulders. “Listen -”
“Don’t touch me,” Louis demanded.
Teddy pointed at Louis’s eyes. “You should do something about your mole-problem. I mean, it’s cute how you cling to your good looks, but it can be rather dangerous. Take Quidditch for example. How do you want to score? Or catch the Quaffle, or escape a Bludger?”
Louis kept his voice cold as he said, “My mole-problem is none of your business.” Then he freed himself of Teddy’s grip and followed James, but threw one last look to Teddy. It was nice that he worried about Louis’s mole-problem, and after all, he was right.
~*~
Louis was writing an essay about the Ilfracombe Incident for Care of Magical Creatures, which appeared to be quite a big challenge when you could hardly make out your own writing. Next to his elbow lay the spectacles’ case with his brand-new glasses inside. His mother had forced him to get them after he hadn’t stopped complaining about headaches. He never wore them, but now his eyes constantly flittered to them.
They would certainly help him finish his essay before the end of the summer holidays. And no one was at home anyway, so no one would notice if he put those ugly things on just once.
Louis did, but couldn’t resist taking a look at his reflection in the mirror. The barely visible frame of the glasses didn’t change the fact that he looked stupid with them on. They dimmed the mesmerising azure colour of his eyes he - and everyone else - loved so much, and took the emphasis away from his high cheekbones. He just didn’t have a face for glasses.
With a sigh, Louis turned back to his homework. School wasn’t about being pretty, after all.
When he was busy with his last paragraph, summing up the aftermath of the dragon attack and mass-Obliviate, the doorbell rang. Louis snorted in annoyance, but rose to his feet and hurried downstairs to open the door.
Teddy Lupin waited outside. He lifted his hand, but stilled halfway. For a moment he just stared at Louis as though he had never seen him before, then he smiled. Louis was more than a little confused but smiled back.
“Ted,” he greeted.
“Hey… uhm, I wanted to collect some old stuff. Bill said no one would be at home.”
“Then why are you ringing?” Louis stepped aside to let Teddy in.
“No one besides you, handsome,” Teddy corrected himself, pointing at Louis while entering.
Louis rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut. “What do you need that an owl can’t deliver?” he asked and watched Teddy heading for the stairs. His eyes focused on Teddy’s backside. The view was even better than usual. He was probably wearing new jeans.
“One moment!” Teddy called from upstairs. He disappeared in Victoire and Dominique’s room. Louis crossed his arms in front of his chest while he waited, letting his gaze travel across the sitting room. It also looked slightly different, brighter and somehow clearer.
“This!” Teddy’s voice dragged Louis’s eyes back to the stairs.
Louis burst into laughter. Teddy carried a huge plant with rainbow-coloured leaves downstairs.
“Oh, thank you, Louis,” Teddy huffed. “Just keep laughing about Ted-plant.”
Louis did. His stomach started hurting and he ran out of air. “Ted-plant?”
“It’s changing colours,” Teddy said, stroking the leaves and showing Louis how one changed from blue to red under his fingers. “Just like me.”
“Inventive,” Louis panted.
Teddy shrugged with a sigh. “That’s probably why Victoire doesn’t want to take Ted-plant into her new flat. Well, it’ll be happier with me.”
“Certainly,” Louis said, finally calming down again. The result was a heavy silence that spread between them. Teddy played with colour-changing leaves and avoided Louis’s eyes. Therefore, Louis couldn’t take his eyes off Teddy. It felt like he was seeing Teddy’s features for the first time, his strong jaw, the momentarily dark hair and the bright eyes; everything he liked about Teddy seemed to be shoved in the foreground.
“Well…” Eventually, Teddy cleared his throat. “I better go now.”
“You don’t have to,” Louis said, regretting the words when the last syllable had not even left his mouth. “James is coming over for dinner so that I won’t get raped all alone here in the middle of nowhere,” he said, trying to save himself, imitating James’s dramatic tone of voice. “I’m sure he’d enjoy your company.”
“Okay.” With a huge grin, Teddy put the plant on the ground. “Then I’ll make sure no one rapes you until then.”
Louis shook his head behind Teddy’s back. His face had reddened slightly and he was glad that Teddy didn’t look at him as he headed for the kitchen.
“Are you going to cook?” he asked.
“Sandwiches.”
Teddy’s laugh was loud enough to reach Louis’s ears even from the kitchen. “I can do better than that.”
“I can do better than that,” Louis said, copying Teddy’s enthusiastic answer. Again, he shook his head but this time at the plant. The problem wasn’t that he’d invited his sister’s ex-boyfriend to dinner, but that he had not invited James. It shouldn’t be a problem to change that though. James always jumped when there was the opportunity to see Teddy.
Louis walked to the fireplace and grabbed a piece of parchment. He wrote a quick note for James to come over and threw it into the by-now green flames, sending it to Grimmauld Place via the Floo network. While he waited for an answer, he heard Teddy humming in the kitchen. It made him smile. He started wishing James would decline the invitation, but just as he finished that thought, the green flames flared up.
Louis expected a note to come flying out of them, but as he turned around James was stepping into the sitting room.
“Thank Merlin, Louis! You saved me from dying of boredom,” James said and lifted a hand to wave at his cousin. Just like Teddy, he never finished the movement; he even lost his ever-present grin for a second. Then it came back, the corners of his mouth turning even higher than usual and revealing almost every perfectly white tooth.
“Holy hippogriff,” he breathed before he started to laugh even harder than Louis had about Ted-plant. James pointed at Louis, shaking from laughing. “What’s that you’ve got on your face?”
Louis frowned and reached up to move a hand over his face. Because of the loud noises, Teddy left the kitchen and entered the sitting room just in the right moment to see Louis discover his glasses. He had forgotten to take them off.
“What’s going on here?” Teddy asked, acting completely innocent, although he knew about the problem. He had seen it the entire time and not told Louis. He was surely happy to see Louis’s dignity disappearing like it had pulled an invisibility cloak over itself.
“I don’t know… Why don’t we ask Louis?” James tilted his head at Louis, still grinning. “Hey, why are you looking through the window, Lou? Come in.”
Louis ripped the glasses off his nose, blushing deeply but scowling heavily.
James kept laughing. “Oh, no! You just lost two eyes. Does it hurt?”
“You’re an arsehole.” Louis jumped to his feet while James pretended to be utterly scared. Teddy reached out a hand to him, but Louis dodged him and stormed up the stairs to his room. He slammed the door loudly behind him.
Tears welled up in his eyes and he pressed a hand against his mouth to drown the sob that escaped him. The glasses dangled between his fingers. Louis sat on his bed and stared at them: two frameless pieces of glass that ruined his life in less than a minute.
He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. His sight was already blurry enough without him embarrassing himself by crying his eyes out.
Someone knocked. Louis didn’t allow him to enter, but that had never been a hindrance for Teddy.
“Louis? It’s me. Ted.”
“I’m not blind yet, okay?” Louis turned his back to the door. Teddy entered his room, his footsteps swallowed by the thick carpet; Louis still felt him coming closer. He quickly wiped any possible traces of tears away before Teddy sat down next to him.
“Then look at me,” Teddy said. His voice was uncommonly gentle, almost seducing Louis to turn his head, but he kept his eyes focused on the ground. Teddy sighed, then slipped to the ground and between Louis’s legs. Louis was too surprised to stop him. The warmth of Teddy’s body between his thighs, the strong grip of Teddy’s hands resting on his knees, that was all the comfort he needed.
Teddy smiled as Louis finally returned his gaze. He reached for the glasses and pulled them out of Louis’s hand - only to put them back on Louis’s nose.
Louis tried to turn his head away. “What’re you - ?”
“You look gorgeous.” Teddy framed Louis’s face, certainly feeling the hot blood reddening his cheeks. “With or without glasses.”
Louis made a noise on the edge between a chuckle and snort. “Oh, really? And I thought I’d look like a mole without them. You certainly wanted to say that I look ugly with or without glasses.”
Teddy frowned at him. “The mole-thing. I thought you knew how I… Well, apparently you truly are as blind as mole. But you should still know that James is only jealous.”
Louis blinked.
“Almost everyone in his family wears glasses. His father, the hero, and Albus, Harry’s favourite son, and Lily, the only girl, needs them to read… He feels a little left out. And he’s scared to lose you, since you look even better with glasses.”
“Then why are you taking them off?” Louis asked as Teddy reached for the glasses.
“I want to give you an example,” he explained. Without the glasses, Teddy’s face became blurry again, and the view turned even worse as he moved closer. “That I don’t care about you looking like an adorable little mole.”
“You know that I can’t see whatever you want to do this close,” Louis said quietly.
“Feel it,” Teddy said before he leant in and kissed Louis on the mouth. He moved his mouth gently over Louis’s, but pulled away before the realisation that Teddy Lupin was indeed kissing him had settled in Louis and could blossom into joy.
“You could’ve left them on. This kiss wasn’t steamy enough to fog them up,” Louis said a little breathlessly, then cupped the side of Teddy’s neck and pulled him into a fierce kiss. Teddy gasped in surprise, surprise at how desperately and needy Louis kissed him. It wasn’t a side Louis showed very often. And maybe Teddy didn’t like it, because he took control of the kiss, changing it from frantic to something slow and deep. Louis liked that too much to complain.
As the need to breathe increased, Teddy broke the kiss. “James is waiting downstairs with a well prepared apology.”
Louis shrugged. “I think he deserves to suffer a little longer.” With that, he not only pulled Teddy into a new kiss, but also on top of him, not caring about his glasses slipping out of Teddy’s hand to the ground.
Recipient: mop_cat
Title: The Mole’s Tale
Pairing: Louis Weasley/Teddy Lupin
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2.471
Summary: Louis’s eyes are so bad that he can’t even see the true nature of Teddy Lupin’s kindness.
Author's Notes: When I first saw your boys-with-glasses-prompt this idea somehow planted itself in my mind, and since I think of Louis, considering his genes, as a very handsome thing, I’m sure he would’ve problems with glasses. Hope you enjoy this! Thanks to K. for the beta!
“You look kinda like a mole.”
Louis Weasley lowered the Daily Prophet and scowled over the edge at Teddy Lupin. “Pardon?”
“If you squint your eyes like this” - Teddy morphed his face into a deterring mixture of Louis’s face and the snout of a mole - “you look like a mole.”
Louis laughed falsely. “Amusing as always, Ted. I can’t even imagine why my sister left this humour…” He moved back behind the newspaper, pointedly hiding his face. Teddy’s snort reached his ears and shortly afterwards he heard the legs of the chair scratching over the floor as Teddy rose to his feet to leave the kitchen.
Louis exhaled sharply. He put the Daily Prophet down. Normally, he loved spending a part of his holidays at Grimmauld Place with the Potters, but lately it seemed like Teddy Lupin had rented a room in his godfather’s house and that darkened Louis’s mood. It wasn’t like he didn’t like Teddy - actually, he used to like him a bit too much - but since Victoire had broken up with him their relationship was a little strained.
Probably because Teddy constantly insulted him.
Mole… Louis looked back at the Daily Prophet. It was true. The closer he held it to his face the more he had to squint to make any letters out in the blur. But he didn’t look like a mole. And even if he did, he’d rather look like a mole than Harry Potter.
~*~
It was a sunny day at Diagon Alley. James had dragged him along to look for a new Beater’s bat in Quality Quidditch Supplies, and sadly, he had also convinced Teddy to come along. Teddy was the coolest thing on the planet for James, while his younger brother Albus, who had desperately wanted to join them, was forced to stay home (because at the moment, he was anything but cool with his huge, thick glasses). James loved to tease him about them; Louis never wanted to experience that.
“Merlin’s pants, look how expensive these are!” James pointed at the price below the bat he would buy anyway.
Louis made a disinterested noise in the hope that James would change the topic. He couldn’t make out the price. If he squinted at the price tag the blurry first number took the shape of a two, but James would never consider two Galleons expensive.
“Imagine I wanted them to engrave my name on them - I need two, in reserve, you know? - how much would that cost?” James stared at him, looking like a mole himself as he tried to calculate. “Come on, Lou. You’re the math crack.”
Louis gulped. “Well… I don’t know how much it costs to engrave your extremely long name on a bat, James.”
“Three Galleons,” James said. “So, six for both bats. That’ll be… uhm… Come on, Louis!”
“Six Galleons? I could buy hair gel for three months for that!”
“And am I ever complaining about this waste of gold?” James sized Louis up in confusion. “What’s wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with you?” Louis snapped back. James prepared for another reply when Teddy stepped between them, putting a hand on both Louis and James’s shoulder. Louis shrugged the hand off and glared at Teddy, who turned to James.
“Boys, I discovered the new calendar of the Holyhead Harpies over there.” He nodded into the direction James quickly set his sight on. His eyes started to sparkle. Grinning in a rather dirty way, James strutted away.
Teddy turned back to Louis, this time putting both his hands on Louis’s shoulders. “Listen -”
“Don’t touch me,” Louis demanded.
Teddy pointed at Louis’s eyes. “You should do something about your mole-problem. I mean, it’s cute how you cling to your good looks, but it can be rather dangerous. Take Quidditch for example. How do you want to score? Or catch the Quaffle, or escape a Bludger?”
Louis kept his voice cold as he said, “My mole-problem is none of your business.” Then he freed himself of Teddy’s grip and followed James, but threw one last look to Teddy. It was nice that he worried about Louis’s mole-problem, and after all, he was right.
~*~
Louis was writing an essay about the Ilfracombe Incident for Care of Magical Creatures, which appeared to be quite a big challenge when you could hardly make out your own writing. Next to his elbow lay the spectacles’ case with his brand-new glasses inside. His mother had forced him to get them after he hadn’t stopped complaining about headaches. He never wore them, but now his eyes constantly flittered to them.
They would certainly help him finish his essay before the end of the summer holidays. And no one was at home anyway, so no one would notice if he put those ugly things on just once.
Louis did, but couldn’t resist taking a look at his reflection in the mirror. The barely visible frame of the glasses didn’t change the fact that he looked stupid with them on. They dimmed the mesmerising azure colour of his eyes he - and everyone else - loved so much, and took the emphasis away from his high cheekbones. He just didn’t have a face for glasses.
With a sigh, Louis turned back to his homework. School wasn’t about being pretty, after all.
When he was busy with his last paragraph, summing up the aftermath of the dragon attack and mass-Obliviate, the doorbell rang. Louis snorted in annoyance, but rose to his feet and hurried downstairs to open the door.
Teddy Lupin waited outside. He lifted his hand, but stilled halfway. For a moment he just stared at Louis as though he had never seen him before, then he smiled. Louis was more than a little confused but smiled back.
“Ted,” he greeted.
“Hey… uhm, I wanted to collect some old stuff. Bill said no one would be at home.”
“Then why are you ringing?” Louis stepped aside to let Teddy in.
“No one besides you, handsome,” Teddy corrected himself, pointing at Louis while entering.
Louis rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut. “What do you need that an owl can’t deliver?” he asked and watched Teddy heading for the stairs. His eyes focused on Teddy’s backside. The view was even better than usual. He was probably wearing new jeans.
“One moment!” Teddy called from upstairs. He disappeared in Victoire and Dominique’s room. Louis crossed his arms in front of his chest while he waited, letting his gaze travel across the sitting room. It also looked slightly different, brighter and somehow clearer.
“This!” Teddy’s voice dragged Louis’s eyes back to the stairs.
Louis burst into laughter. Teddy carried a huge plant with rainbow-coloured leaves downstairs.
“Oh, thank you, Louis,” Teddy huffed. “Just keep laughing about Ted-plant.”
Louis did. His stomach started hurting and he ran out of air. “Ted-plant?”
“It’s changing colours,” Teddy said, stroking the leaves and showing Louis how one changed from blue to red under his fingers. “Just like me.”
“Inventive,” Louis panted.
Teddy shrugged with a sigh. “That’s probably why Victoire doesn’t want to take Ted-plant into her new flat. Well, it’ll be happier with me.”
“Certainly,” Louis said, finally calming down again. The result was a heavy silence that spread between them. Teddy played with colour-changing leaves and avoided Louis’s eyes. Therefore, Louis couldn’t take his eyes off Teddy. It felt like he was seeing Teddy’s features for the first time, his strong jaw, the momentarily dark hair and the bright eyes; everything he liked about Teddy seemed to be shoved in the foreground.
“Well…” Eventually, Teddy cleared his throat. “I better go now.”
“You don’t have to,” Louis said, regretting the words when the last syllable had not even left his mouth. “James is coming over for dinner so that I won’t get raped all alone here in the middle of nowhere,” he said, trying to save himself, imitating James’s dramatic tone of voice. “I’m sure he’d enjoy your company.”
“Okay.” With a huge grin, Teddy put the plant on the ground. “Then I’ll make sure no one rapes you until then.”
Louis shook his head behind Teddy’s back. His face had reddened slightly and he was glad that Teddy didn’t look at him as he headed for the kitchen.
“Are you going to cook?” he asked.
“Sandwiches.”
Teddy’s laugh was loud enough to reach Louis’s ears even from the kitchen. “I can do better than that.”
“I can do better than that,” Louis said, copying Teddy’s enthusiastic answer. Again, he shook his head but this time at the plant. The problem wasn’t that he’d invited his sister’s ex-boyfriend to dinner, but that he had not invited James. It shouldn’t be a problem to change that though. James always jumped when there was the opportunity to see Teddy.
Louis walked to the fireplace and grabbed a piece of parchment. He wrote a quick note for James to come over and threw it into the by-now green flames, sending it to Grimmauld Place via the Floo network. While he waited for an answer, he heard Teddy humming in the kitchen. It made him smile. He started wishing James would decline the invitation, but just as he finished that thought, the green flames flared up.
Louis expected a note to come flying out of them, but as he turned around James was stepping into the sitting room.
“Thank Merlin, Louis! You saved me from dying of boredom,” James said and lifted a hand to wave at his cousin. Just like Teddy, he never finished the movement; he even lost his ever-present grin for a second. Then it came back, the corners of his mouth turning even higher than usual and revealing almost every perfectly white tooth.
“Holy hippogriff,” he breathed before he started to laugh even harder than Louis had about Ted-plant. James pointed at Louis, shaking from laughing. “What’s that you’ve got on your face?”
Louis frowned and reached up to move a hand over his face. Because of the loud noises, Teddy left the kitchen and entered the sitting room just in the right moment to see Louis discover his glasses. He had forgotten to take them off.
“What’s going on here?” Teddy asked, acting completely innocent, although he knew about the problem. He had seen it the entire time and not told Louis. He was surely happy to see Louis’s dignity disappearing like it had pulled an invisibility cloak over itself.
“I don’t know… Why don’t we ask Louis?” James tilted his head at Louis, still grinning. “Hey, why are you looking through the window, Lou? Come in.”
Louis ripped the glasses off his nose, blushing deeply but scowling heavily.
James kept laughing. “Oh, no! You just lost two eyes. Does it hurt?”
“You’re an arsehole.” Louis jumped to his feet while James pretended to be utterly scared. Teddy reached out a hand to him, but Louis dodged him and stormed up the stairs to his room. He slammed the door loudly behind him.
Tears welled up in his eyes and he pressed a hand against his mouth to drown the sob that escaped him. The glasses dangled between his fingers. Louis sat on his bed and stared at them: two frameless pieces of glass that ruined his life in less than a minute.
He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. His sight was already blurry enough without him embarrassing himself by crying his eyes out.
Someone knocked. Louis didn’t allow him to enter, but that had never been a hindrance for Teddy.
“Louis? It’s me. Ted.”
“I’m not blind yet, okay?” Louis turned his back to the door. Teddy entered his room, his footsteps swallowed by the thick carpet; Louis still felt him coming closer. He quickly wiped any possible traces of tears away before Teddy sat down next to him.
“Then look at me,” Teddy said. His voice was uncommonly gentle, almost seducing Louis to turn his head, but he kept his eyes focused on the ground. Teddy sighed, then slipped to the ground and between Louis’s legs. Louis was too surprised to stop him. The warmth of Teddy’s body between his thighs, the strong grip of Teddy’s hands resting on his knees, that was all the comfort he needed.
Teddy smiled as Louis finally returned his gaze. He reached for the glasses and pulled them out of Louis’s hand - only to put them back on Louis’s nose.
Louis tried to turn his head away. “What’re you - ?”
“You look gorgeous.” Teddy framed Louis’s face, certainly feeling the hot blood reddening his cheeks. “With or without glasses.”
Louis made a noise on the edge between a chuckle and snort. “Oh, really? And I thought I’d look like a mole without them. You certainly wanted to say that I look ugly with or without glasses.”
Teddy frowned at him. “The mole-thing. I thought you knew how I… Well, apparently you truly are as blind as mole. But you should still know that James is only jealous.”
Louis blinked.
“Almost everyone in his family wears glasses. His father, the hero, and Albus, Harry’s favourite son, and Lily, the only girl, needs them to read… He feels a little left out. And he’s scared to lose you, since you look even better with glasses.”
“Then why are you taking them off?” Louis asked as Teddy reached for the glasses.
“I want to give you an example,” he explained. Without the glasses, Teddy’s face became blurry again, and the view turned even worse as he moved closer. “That I don’t care about you looking like an adorable little mole.”
“You know that I can’t see whatever you want to do this close,” Louis said quietly.
“Feel it,” Teddy said before he leant in and kissed Louis on the mouth. He moved his mouth gently over Louis’s, but pulled away before the realisation that Teddy Lupin was indeed kissing him had settled in Louis and could blossom into joy.
“You could’ve left them on. This kiss wasn’t steamy enough to fog them up,” Louis said a little breathlessly, then cupped the side of Teddy’s neck and pulled him into a fierce kiss. Teddy gasped in surprise, surprise at how desperately and needy Louis kissed him. It wasn’t a side Louis showed very often. And maybe Teddy didn’t like it, because he took control of the kiss, changing it from frantic to something slow and deep. Louis liked that too much to complain.
As the need to breathe increased, Teddy broke the kiss. “James is waiting downstairs with a well prepared apology.”
Louis shrugged. “I think he deserves to suffer a little longer.” With that, he not only pulled Teddy into a new kiss, but also on top of him, not caring about his glasses slipping out of Teddy’s hand to the ground.