Chasing Empty Spaces

Chapter 9

Teeth trailed over the shell of Harry's ear, gently nibbling on the soft skin. A low hum vibrated from his chest and he shifted his hips backwards. Louis kissed over his bare shoulder, languidly dragging his lips with every press. The right corner of Harry's mouth twitched into a grin. Louis' palm slid along the dip of Harry's waist, his touch delicate and adoring.

"Time to wake up, baby," Louis softly cooed. His fingers lightly pinched the soft skin along Harry's hipbone, "Gotta get you home."

Harry made a displeased noise, "No."

Louis huffed a laugh into Harry's dewy skin, "No?" He kissed Harry's shoulder blade, "Just gonna live here?"

"If you stay with me, yeah," Harry sleepily garbled.

He felt the way Louis' mouth stretched into a beam against his skin. Louis tightened his hold along the jut of Harry's hip before letting go. A frown tipped Harry's mouth and a disgruntled puff of air pushed from his lips. Louis gently rolled Harry onto his back. The moment his bum hit the blanket, he uncomfortably hissed. A dull ache throbbed at the base of his spine from the previous night.

Wiping sleep from his eyes, Harry blinked up at the ceiling of the greenhouse. He was disoriented to see the purpling sky still blanketing them in a muted darkness. Lethargically, he lolled his head to the side. Louis was propped on his forearm and his body was angled to face Harry's. There was a sated smile playing along the curve of his lips.

"Mornin'," Louis whispered, his fingertips trailing over Harry's sternum.

Harry reached out and brushed his thumb over the scruff that dusted Louis' chin. He smiled, "Good morning."

Nervousness flitted over Louis' eyes before he asked, "How d'you feel?"

"Sore," Harry drawled out as he shifted his hips. He winked at Louis, "Worth it, though."

Relief relaxed the puckered skin between Louis' eyebrows, his mouth curling into a smirk, "Yeah?"

Harry hummed in affirmation and slid his hand to Louis' shoulder, "Would even be up to do it again."

Louis brightly laughed, "That so?"

Harry giggled as he nodded, pushing himself upright to kiss Louis. Their mouths teased each other with soft brushes before Louis lowly moaned and nipped Harry's lip. His eyes rolled back as Louis pressed his thumb against the corner of Harry's mouth. A pitiful whimper slipped from Louis' lips before he pulled back and pecked Harry on the cheek.

"I really have to get you back, Stud," He sighed.

"But -"

Louis kissed the protest from Harry's mouth, "Later."

Harry groaned and slumped back, purposefully jutting his bottom lip, "You're the worst."

Louis rolled his eyes, "I love you, too."

Warmth flushed Harry's skin, his mouth automatically curling into a toothy grin. He leaned forward and kissed Louis' neck, "I love you."

"Never gonna get tired of hearin' you say that," Louis murmured.

"Good," Harry cheekily smacked another kiss to his skin, "Cos I'm not gonna stop anytime soon."

Louis groaned, "You're really making this whole bein' responsible thing, very difficult."

"Maybe that's the point."

"You're a fuckin' menace."

Harry shrugged and sat upright, "You've mentioned."