Heads or Tails ?

Chapter Thirty-One

Louis' pov

I shove Harry through the door and slam it behind us, throwing my bag down and pushing him against the nearest wall. I rip his shirt open, the buttons flying across the small hotel room and Harry gapes at me.

"You're driving me fucking insane Harry, you know that ?" I groan against his lips, Harry responding with a high pitched whine when I wrap my arms around his hips and hoists him up into my arms, slamming his shoulders back against the wall while my mouth moves against his.

"You're such a fucking tease...but you love that don't you ? Making me frustrated and playing with yourself when you know I can't do anything about it and I'm supposed to work ?"

Every word out of my mouth is stopped and muffled by Harry's lips on mine as he grinds his hips down, trying to create friction through our pants but only making both of us more eager.

He reaches between us and tries to slip his hand under my pants but I grab his wrist before he can reach his destination, pulling his hand away and pinning it to the wall.

"Don't be greedy darling." I smirk, biting pretty fucking harshly on his bottom lip and Harry's eyes roll back into his head at the feeling.

He's so fucking responsive, it makes my knees feel weak.

I let go off his hand so I can hold him with both arms and pull him off the wall, blindly walking us to the bed and hoping I don't bump into anything on the way.

When I feel the mattress hit the back of my legs I spin us around and literally throw Harry on it.

I grab his shoes and throw them away and quickly doing the same with my own before climbing above him on the bed, shuffling us further up so Harry's head is resting on the pillows.

He makes grabby hands at me to try to pull me down, but I don't, instead taking my shirt off before moving Harry's pants, struggling a bit to take them off and doing the same with my own, leaving me in only my boxers while Harry is already completely naked.

And fuck me did he really have to go out without boxers ?

"Come back here." Harry pouts dramatically, trying to pull me back down and close to him again.

A loud gasp escapes his lips when I roll him around without any warning, his stomach now pressed against the mattress. 

I lean over him and start kissing down his neck, back, sucking and biting on his skin and leaving a trail of marks and bruises until I reach his perfect fucking ass.

I wrap my arm around his waist and pull him up and onto his knees, Harry reacting instantly and holding himself up on his elbows before spreading his legs a bit, his ass now completely exposed to me.

And wow.

His body trembles and he moans shamelessly when I lean forward, just softly pressing my lips to his entrance. I smile at how sensitive he is, nudging my nose against his lower back before I dart my tongue out, humming contently when I get to taste him for the first time.

"You taste so fucking good baby, so sweet." I whisper as I start to properly lick him, slipping my tongue inside of him while I keep my hands on his cheeks and massage his soft and pale skin.

"Fuck Louis, that feels so good." he reaches one hand around so he can grab the back of my head, keeping me pressed against him as my tongue works inside of him. 

But I pull away quickly, smiling when he wiggles his hips back to try to get me to touch him again, his breathing shaky and loud. I press one last kiss to Harry's left cheek  before I climb off the bed and go grab my bag on the floor.