twenty eight

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Louis' POV

After the short tease Harry had given me in the kitchen, I couldn't stop looking at him. He had called and ordered the pizza for us, and in the time we waited, I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He had pointed it out a couple of times, and I had blushed more and more each time. We had made small conversation, but nothing could distract me from the insane amount of growth inside my pants.

The movie had been on for 20 minutes maybe, but I hadn't seen any of it. After the pizza had arrived before the movie, I had turned off the lights and sat all snacks on the table, then got completely taken away from the movie when I sat with Harry. The movie played in the background of our time together. Harry had hit play on the remote to the TV, but when he sat next to me on the couch, all cuddled up in the corner of the pillows, I couldn't help but take him into my arms.

We laid for a moment or two, his body on top of mine, his head in my chest, happy. I couldn't help but run my hands through his hair, and this made him smile. He looked up at me grinning, and I smiled back. I leaned down to kiss him, and he leaned up at the same time. Our lips pressed together softly, but not just once. We continued to move our lips together, slowly, to a rhythm. He slowly moved his body up, positioning himself above me, making me smile against him. I felt his hands start to tug on the bottom of my sweatshirt and it sent shivers down my spine.

I felt his chilled hands move to the skin beneath my hoodie. It made my back arch a bit into him, and I felt him smile against my lips and I pulled back. I looked into his glazed green eyes. They seemed to sparkle, although it was dark in the room. "You're so pretty." I whispered.

The apples of his cheeks began to turn pink as he lifted his hand back to push his long hair out of his face and behind his ear. He looked down at me with his bright eyes. "You're pretty." He breathed out. It made me laugh.

I leaned back up to kiss him, but he pushed me down with his own lips, back into the pillow beneath my head. We kissed for a few moments before I felt his lips release from mine and move on to my cheeks, then my jaw. I threw my head back slowly as he continued kissing on my jaw - surely leaving a small mark. I felt his lips move down to my neck and it made my lips part as he nibbled and sucked on the same few spots. He released his mouth from my skin and looked up to me. All that I could mutter was, "Baby." This made him smile.

"You're so wonderful." He whispered. I sat up against him and held his arms in mine. He smiled, his legs straddled around my waist. He looked at me with lust covering his face, which made me excited for what would happen next.

"Oh please, you've been doing all the work." I blushed as I spoke quietly.

"You like it like that, admit it." He smirked at me.

I moved my arms down to his waist and pulled him closer onto me. He looked down and planted a kiss onto my forehead, which made me smile. "I do, but I can do much more than you know."

"Oh, really?" He asked, smirking down at me.

I sat up again, putting my hands on to his waist and pushing him down the opposite way, straddling my legs around his, switching our positions. "C'mon, Boobear, you can do more." He whispered. This set me off to move my hands down to the button of his jeans and I watched as his smirk grew, his eyes closed slowly, and his head began to move back into the pillow.

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