y'all's comments are gr8, so I went ahead and wrote another chap & OMG SHI GOES DOWN!!
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"do you want to go to the beach?" harry asked after lounging in the bedroom for an hour.
louis shut the last of his drawers, and turned and said, "yeah, to swim or just walk?"
"well, as much as i'd enjoy to see you shirtless," harry teased, "i'd think it'd be too cold to swim, seeing that the sun is setting."
louis blushed, but nonetheless got up to follow harry outside.
"ah, that sunset is sick," he noted as he wiggled his toes in the sand. harry nodded, ruffling his hair before saying, "yeah, pretty."
the two began walking down the beach, and harry slowly reached out to take lou's hand.
he loved the fact that his hand was so much bigger than louis', and when his thumb ran over louis' fingers he could feel his hand tense up for a split second.
"you're so precious, lou," harry blurted out of the blue.
louis looked up, and mumbled a sweet, "thank you, harry."
harry didn't get how someone could be so fucking cute. he didn't understand.
he stopped in his tracks, and louis didn't notice until his arm was pulled back. he turned around and asked, "why'd you stop?"
harry didn't respond, but he did pull louis close and smash his lips onto the other's. that made louis swoon, but then again, when doesn't harry make him weak in the knees?
louis hummed highly into the kiss, and harry's hands came up to cradle his face. his thumbs stroked his cheeks, loving how smooth they were.
the kiss seemed to last forever. neither of them knew exactly how long they had been there, but when they opened their eyes the sun was gone, and the stars were shining brightly.
"harry," louis mumbled, his face still held in the older boy's hands, "i like you."
harry chuckled, and said, "well, i would hope so. you did just kiss me."
"no," louis laughed, "i, you know, really like you."
louis felt dumb. he was trying to explain his feelings like a primary schooler. he can't even string his thoughts together correctly to show harry how he makes him feel.
"well, princess," harry said softly, craning his head low to see lou eye to eye, "i really like you, too."
princess, louis thought, i'm a princess.
"come on," harry said, "let's go."
so the two walked in a sweet silence back to their temporary home. hand in hand, and happy as ever.
when they entered, they saw everyone on the couch, all chatting it up. liam was in the kitchen making chicken quesadillas for dinner.
"smells good, liam," harry said, propping himself up on the counter, "need any help?"
liam looked at him gratefully and said, "yeah, do you mind setting the table?"
"not at all."
so while harry set the table, louis watched him from his spot on the couch. because he could.
"soup's on," liam called, bringing plates to the table. louis got up, and took a seat between harry and michael.
he examined his friend, and saw a purple bruise on his neck.
"oh shit," louis gasped, "mikey!"
"what?" his friend asked, his pretty eyes wide with worry.
"what the heck is on your neck?" louis brought his voice down to a whisper, "is that a hickey?"
michael's hand flew up to the spot, and he blushed a crimson red, "shh!"
louis sat back in his seat, surprised that his innocent friend supposedly wasn't so innocent.
"okay," louis said, "i see you, mikey. you get that!"
"shut up!"
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once everyone was finished eating, it was eleven o'clock, so everyone decided to retreat to their designated rooms.
"night, lou," calum said, hugging his friend and kissing his cheek, "love you."
"love you too, cal," louis giggled, hugging him back.
louis walked up the stairs and turned into his room to see harry laying in the bed already.
"tired?" louis asked teasingly, and opened his drawers to find some pajamas. he pulled out (lol) a pink teeshirt, deciding that that's all he was going to wear.
he was being cheeky, so what?
he turned his back to harry, and slid off his shirt. harry, being the little shit he is, peeked through the spaces of his blanket.
he watched out louis' back muscles would tense as he took off his shirt, and sadly watched them disappear as he put on another.
then, he almost choked on his spit when louis' fingers looped around his jean shorts, and he slid them down his knees. he blinked at what louis was wearing underneath them.
white, silky panties. holy shit.
louis turned around, and luckily, harry looked away just in time. harry couldn't believe it.
louis crawled into the bed next to harry, and curled up next to him. like it was no big deal.
"um," harry stuttered, "louis."
louis sat up, and rested his head on his hands, "yeah?"
his big blue eyes looked curious as to what harry was going to say, and he batted his eyelashes. harry was going crazy.
"are you, um... wearing," harry gulped, "p-panties?"
louis flushed, "um... yes?"
harry exhaled, because damn that's hot.
"why didn't you tell me you wear them?"
louis blushed even harder, "um, because -ah- i just started, you know, wearing them, i guess."
harry sighed, and threw his head back onto the pillow, exclaiming, "lou, baby, that's hot."
louis' eyes widened, and he was at a loss of words.
harry leaned over, and tugged louis closer to him, and he kissed him slowly. louis kissed back immediately, of course.
louis allowed harry to snake his hands up his shirt, and harry's hands started out at louis' waist. he massaged the soft skin there, and slowly moved down his torso.
he stopped at his hips, and rubbed at the bone that poked out. louis hummed into the kiss, which made harry take his hands a little lower.
"can I?" harry mumbled, breaking away from the kiss briefly. he had to have louis' consent, before he even thought about doing something.
louis nodded slowly, saying, "yeah."
"tell me to stop as soon as you're uncomfortable."
louis nodded again, and they began to kiss again.
harry brought his hands down, and they ran over the soft material of louis' underwear. harry's fingers toyed with the hem for a split second, before they continued to move south.
when his hands reached the swell of louis' bum, he paused, and gave his ass a good squeeze.
"h-harreh," louis gasped, but he was cut off by harry kissing him again.
harry kneaded the flesh in his hands, and moved his lips from louis' lips and down to his neck. there, he softly nipped and kissed at the sensitive skin that was exposed.
louis craned his neck to give harry more access, and he could swear that he had never felt so tingly before.
he focused on how harry's hands made him feel, and his hips bucked up slightly. it didn't go unnoticed, though.
"feel good, princess?"
louis didn't know how to respond, because he hadn't been touched so intimately before. he felt himself getting more and more aroused, and harry noticed it, too.
"m'gonna try something," harry whispered, "tell me to stop if you need to."
harry slowly moved his right hand from lou's bum, and laid it on his abdomen, and slowly brought it down to where the hem of his panties were.
he played with the hem for a good minute or so, letting his fingers pull the fabric up and letting it snap back onto louis' heated skin.
"harr-"
louis was about to scold harry for teasing, but he was cut off by his hand diving down into his underwear, leaving louis speechless.
harry's hands moved expertly and it made lou's toes curl, and he finally voiced his feelings by barely whispering, "oh, d-daddy."
harry grinned at the name, and flicked his wrist skillfully, which sent louis into a frenzy. his jaw went slack, and his palms began to get sweaty as he pawed at harry's chest.
"so pretty, baby," harry praised, "you're so pretty like this."
louis found a rhythm to buck his hips along to, and he occasionally let out mewls of pleasure, earning some form of kiss from harry.
then, louis' hips began to buckle, and his forehead had beads of sweat forming on it.
"you close, baby?" harry asked, kissing his baby's got forehead, "daddy makes you feel good, huh?"
louis nodded frantically, and he screwed his eyes shut as he unraveled in harry's hands, letting out a melody of, "harry," and "daddy," under his breath.
harry was quick to bring louis down from his high, placing kisses all over his sweaty body. he got up, taking louis with him, and went to the bathroom to take a well-needed shower.
and, he had a problem of his own to fix.
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oh shi
ha
fun
handjobs r fun