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We took a long look at each other before Louis' lips trailed down farther down my body. We were at his home again, after the ice cream stop. Louis held my shaft in his left hand, his lips kissing the very tip before looking for permission. I felt a quiet noise come out, instead of a clear yes. I was a lost for words, taking long breathes.

"Louis. You're so good at this." I moan, fisting his hair in my hands. Louis shushes me, grazing his teeth over me, my phone interrupting me about to rise. "Keep going. It's.. coming." I moan. I see Louis smirk against it as I overcome.

"You're quick." He smirks, sitting on my lap.

"Sorry." I chuckle.

(( all smutty af. oops. ))

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