Louis:
One second I was on the ground and in the next Harry was hoisting me up, I crossed my ankles behind his back as he walked us to the bed dropping me on the sheets, "Harry." I mewled, a growl leaving the lycan's mouth who was scenting me, the dark chocolates and rosemary scent making me heady.
"Are you going to make love to me?" I asks and he pulls away from my neck, his thumb pressing on my pulse point, "Let's clear this up, sweetheart. I don't make love, I fuck. Hard." He says.
"Louis fuck you smell so amazing." He growls making me shiver, he licks a long stripe From my neck to my jaw biting over my mating gland, his fangs weren't out so he didn't break the skin but he definitely did left a large mark over.
My nimble fingers worked on his shirt unbuttoning them but I gasped when he grabbed my hands and pinned them to the bed, "You're not allowed to touch me."
I whimpered, "I need to know if you are clean Louis." He says pulling away, I whine, "Also when you had sex what are the things you didn't like and what do you prefer?" He asks making my breathe falter.
"Look we have to be honest with each other for this to work."
"I don't—I have actually never done this before." A surprised look crosses his eyes, he cups my jaw, "It's okay. You must have done other stuff—"
"Nothing." I interrupt with my cheeks flaring red, his hold on me becomes delicate as if I'd break if he touched me even a bit harder, "You are a virgin." I nod casting my eyes down because those green eyes were making me feel indescribable emotions, "But I just—where have you been the whole time?" He whispers stroking my chin and making me stare at him.
"Waiting." I mumble and he cups my face, "Men must throw themselves at you."
"Never one I've wanted." He looks at me for a moment before kissing me, his lips were softly moving against mine. I gasp when he removed the blouse off of me, his thumbs finding my Piercing to which he stroked pressing the head of the diamond into my navel making my groin tingle. "You're biting your lip." He whispers before licking his way in my mouth. I whimper in his hold and soon enough he's pulling my pants down.
"What are you doing?" I asked when he rubbed my slick wet hole through my panties, I gasp at the feeling of his pointer finger rubbing my most sensitive part, "Rectifying the situation." He whispers, his voice was still so deep and raspy that the prickles of shivers alarmed me in more ways than one.
He gave me a deep kiss before travelling down my neck where he lapped until all I smelled was like him, "Am I a situation, alpha?" My words were meant to be teasing but when Harry growls biting my neck it becomes anything but teasing. "Say me that again and you won't be able to walk." He grunts and I arch my back, when his mouth descended down to my clothed breast. He cupped both of them squeezing it through my bra and the blouse I still had on me. "And for your question, baby of course you're not a situation. You're a fucking miracle that I'm about to do."
I moaned and made a move to touch Harry's hair when the alpha growled pinning my hands over my head with his large hand, another thick blob of slick left me when his tongue found my piercing,
"Ahh al-alpha." I cried when he tugged the piercing with his teeth, Harry doesn't reply but laps his tongue over my lower abdomen sucking on the skin there before nosing my hipbones, "The way you smell so amazing over here, doll."
The air in the room was erotic, there was sweat dripping down my back and I was leaking as if in heat, "Don't—Harry, you can't touch with your mouth there." I gasped trying to push the man with my toes on his shoulder, "Sweetheart stay still." He commands and I whine,
"But it's unhygienic, you cannot—"
"Baby, shh trust me." He whispers and his voice was soothing to my ears, I let go off any protest laying there as he peels off the panties off me leaving my shame bare and wet for him. I peered in his eyes to find them shining golden, he looked like a powerful animal ready to have his feast as he leered at me, I whimpered quietly while another blob of slick left me.
I've heard stories about How when a Lycanthrope is aroused their eye colour changes to red. But when it's a Royal one like Harry, his eyes were golden in the lights around us. It made him look like his true form, a King. I felt small under his large built, he spreads my thighs, feral growls leaving his lips and rumbling his chest.
"Alpha." I whispered because I really didn't know what's happening. Something snaps in him and he looks up, gone was the feral Lycan instead a soft look passes Harry's eyes which were golden but less intimidating and dangerous. He leans and cups my face kissing me softly,
"Gonna pleasure you now, baby dove." He says and I nod, I push the shirt off his body letting my eyes skim his firm and taut body, my eyes trace the tattoos on his tanned skin. They looked random and not the ancient or religious ones I thought they'd be it made me giggle inwardly because Harry was definitely in his rebel stage when he had them.
*****
Harry:
My heart was thundering in the confines of my chest.
Louis was an enigma. My alpha was pushing me to just lean a little and clamp my fangs hard on his neck until this tiny little omega is baring my mark on his beautiful neck. My hungry gaze slip down to his ivory thighs, the only colour beside his milky skin was his pink cock dripping and glazed with pearly white cum curled over his tummy, I bet if I spread them I could see the shiny wetness in his inner thighs indicating how turned on he is.
My alpha just wants to plunge in his heat, he'd be delicious I just know that. But still I knew his little body needs to get prepped first before I ruin it for someone else. A snarl leaves me at the thought of someone else gazing this beauty instead of me.
The guilt of it all will settle later in me when I'm more myself and when my senses are not clouded with the thickness of vanilla and cherries. My alpha growls hungrily and if even a bit leaves my mouth everyone would be bowing into submission which is why I bite harder in my bottom lip.
Louis was inexperienced, when I first came to know of that knowledge I had been dumbfounded. I always knew how to be on top but at that moment Louis was on the top of the world for me and I was just a measly creature holding the beautiful omega in my arms.
My alpha was proud and arrogant because I felt like this boy just gave me a chance among god knows how many others, he chose me and that was enough for me to know that this boy was definitely my ruins.
His kisses were soft and inexperienced, tiny little pecks over my harsh mouth, he tried to keep up with my pace but my baby just failed adorably.
I spread his thighs confirming my suspicions about his inner thigh wet and shiny with slick,His scent was overpowering my senses, my alpha's growls were rumbling my chest and my own feral growls left my mouth, I was going to destroy his innocence, keep him full with my cum—
"Alpha." A sweet voice calls me pulling me out of my animalistic side, I look up from his thighs that I'm going to mark up until bruised, when his blue scared eyes meet mines I deflate,
My heart clenches and I could feel myself soften at the fear in my omega's beautiful blues. My eyes must've changed with the way he's looking at me, my fangs were poking my lips, his fear was rational, it was my sweet boy's first time and I just had to go and scare him, of course he'd be scared because his first time having sex wasn't going to be some normal werewolf but a Lycanthrope and we were known as vicious creatures, mercy wasn't something we know.
I cup his jaw and leans to kiss his pink swollen lips soft as ever, "Gonna pleasure you now, baby dove." I mumble and he nods, fear replaced by eagerness and excitement. His thin fingers push my shirt off me making me realise that I was actually fully covered. His blue eyes rake over my form and a barely there smile lifts his pretty lips as he eyes my tattoo.
I wanted to know his thoughts. Did he like my tattoos? Or does he think they are reckless? Because they kind of are. It was all just a form of rebellion against my mum as a child.
I don't fancy the thought much because there are much more important matters in my hand, like eating and tasting this omega. His curves were going to be the death of me, somehow they seemed more delicate and his body was made to be worshipped, of course it was.
"Arch your back for me,sweetheart." Louis shudders at the deep tone of it, his back arches and I slip my hand behind his back unclipping the pink bra which had tiny strawberries on it, I look at Louis for confirmation, when he nods I slip the Lacy material off him. His bare breast meeting my eyes, I peer at his tiny pink nipples, they were the pinkest of it all.
I leaned down and enclosed my mouth around one perky tip, the omega under me jerking in shock, I hold him down, " 'arry. Feels weird." He whispers and I twirl my tongue around his nipple, he was literally made for my hands, his tiny breast easily getting cupped and kneaded, I pinched the other one. "You gotta stop tasting this Amazing, sweet doll." I flick his nipple teasing and groping, the omega under me tenses as a litany of moans slip out of his mouth each irking me to do more,
My eyes widen when Louis shudders and comes. His pretty cock dribbling ropes of cum, I leave his swollen tits and lean back to see the mess he's made on his own abdomen, his nipple piercing now drenched in robes of white.
Jewellery would look so good on him. I need to invest in them, a waist chain for his thin waist, anklets for his dainty ankles that would hang from shoulders every time I eat him, necklace for his beautiful neck and finally a crown—
My eyes narrows up. I was thinking of this was too far. Crown? No.
I pick up his slender calves and throw them over my shoulder before diving to give his sweet entrance a lick. As suspected his scent here was the most potable and sweet, his taste however had me gripping my cock tightly,
I needed to knot him.
*****
You may not believe it but I loathe writing smut. Half of the time it's me thinking what am I suppose to write in here? Should I make it more spicier? How filthy can this get? Are my readers satisfied? Is this intimate enough? Yeah that's what I'm always thinking while writing the spicy scenes. So sorry for the late update but yeah when it's smut you should expect me to be tardy.
And I know none of the aforementioned scenes are not in the order like the movie because it didn't happen at all.
I just made this one up myself.