•Fangs vs Claws• {COMPLETED}

•Chapter 11•

•Harry's POV•

I hold the door open so Louis can walk into the little run down diner that has all the organic humans who are stupid enough to get bitten by one of us. We are allowed to randomly walk into diners and we don't have to be formally invited into a public building.

We sit in a booth and just stare at the people enjoying their food.

The bell chimes and a blonde girl and her brunette friend who both sit in the back table.

Lou wiggles his eyebrows at me since i sue my charm to get our dinner riled up. I get up and seductively walk towards the pair and sit beside the blonde one.

"I'm Harry." I give them a flirty introduction which works for her but not the brunette one. I mentally call Lou and hr suddenly gets up and walks towards us and sits next to the brunette.

"Hello love. I'm Louis." He politely exclaims to her while grabbing her hand and kisses the top of her hand. She smiles but the one next to me looks at me.

"I'm Gigi and she's Kendall."

I look at Louis and nod.

"Wanna see our cool car? It lights up! Pretty cool huh?" Lou tries to impress them.

"Ok." Gigi answers.

"Let's go." Kendall answers as she takes Louis' hand and Gigi takes mine.

We walk to the back of the building and we show them our actual car. They put their hands on the car and examine it. I take Gigi's hand and take her to a secluded place around the corner and I push her on the wall and I trap her in with my hands.

"You know what I learned?" I ask her as she kisses my neck and I try not to kill her then and there.

"What's that?" She asks back as I take her face in my hands and tilt it to the side.

"Blondes taste better." I state as I take my fangs out and bite her neck as I cover her screams with the palm of my left hand.

The blood seeps to the collar of her shirt and I let go and I have no choice but to crack her neck so she doesn't snitch and remembers me and Lou's voices and faces. I crack her neck and her lifeless body lays in my arms. We need to dispose of these bodies. I wait for Louis to bite that Kendall's neck and kill her which took some negotiation but she let him get closer to her neck. We open the car's trunk and slowly place the bloodless bodies and close the door.

•Smutty Smut Smut Begins•

Somehow blood makes Louis fairly horny and touchy.

"Let's have a quick one yeah?" He begs as he takes my hand tightly.

I sigh as I make my way to the car, Louis following behind me. Silence filled the car. Louis leaned heavily on my shoulders, giggling uncontrollably. He looks up at me, twirling a finger around a stand of my hair. "That was fun..." He snickers, a lewd expression on his face. He moves closer, feeling his hot breath against my ear.

"What do you want Louis?" I breathe out. I will admit, that this is fun but I can never say it to his face.

"You, Harry. I want you..." He whispers, his soft lips now against my neck now.

"Louis... Not right now." I push him away, but he doesn't listen. His hand moves to my thigh, squeezing it tightly causing my to moan unexpectedly. "Louis... Not here. A lot of things have been spilled in this car, but cum is not is not gonna be one of them, not if I can help it."

Louis' hand trails up my thigh, a smug smile on his face as he gropes my bulge.

I gasp at his sudden action. "Louis..." I begin, my voice coming out as a whimper. Louis moves from his seat, climbing onto my lap. He grins at me as he grabs my chin, lifting my head up to look at him. "Stop tha..." Louis interrupts, pressing his lips to mine, causing a moan to escape my lips. It's kind of erotic... To be kissed by him, and to be enraptured by it... So erotic, I want to do more... I kiss him back, his tongue intertwining with mine. His lips moved slowly to my neck and his small hands unbutton my jeans, before slipping into my boxers and stroking my bulge.

Damn, I don't have the words to stop him... Panting with every stroke. I eagerly remove his shirt. Louis rises to his knees, stripping off his jeans and boxers and throwing them aside. He helps me out of my shirt and hastily pulling my jeans along with my boxers to my ankles. Not wasting another minute, I prepare him, inserting a digit and adding another, making Louis beg for more. "P-Please Harry.. Hurry up."

Giving in on the teasing. I nod, gripping at his hips tighter as I lift him up until only the tip was inside.

Louis drops himself hard once making us both moan loudly. He builds up a rhythm until he was properly bouncing on my length, whimpering slightly when I squeeze his butt. He gasps feeling the tip hit his prostate, making him let out a series of high-pitched moans. "F-Fuck, Harry. You feel so... Fuck.. Fucking good, ah." He moans, gripping my shoulders tighter. Louis cries out at the sensation, but is muffled when I attach out lips together in a heated, messy kiss.

He whimpers as the heat coils tighter and tighter. With me pounding into him and working Louis' bulge with my large hand, I knew he'd come any minute. So as I run over his slit with my thumb, Lou moans loudly arching his back as he comes over my hand and chest. I continue to stroke hums through his orgasm, gripping his hips tightly I continue thrusting into Lou groaning as I come hard into him. Our lips meet again as we come down from our highs, mostly just breathing into each other's mouths since we are too lazy to do anything else.

•Smutty Smut Smut is Over•

I look at Louis and he smiles. We bursts out in laughter as we get out energy back from our very tiring exercise.

"What are you laughing at?" Lou jokes around and giggles as he gets dressed again.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." I smirk at him and show my dimple.

"Hey. So, I'm gonna go meet one of my best mates tomorrow and I might be gone for the rest of the afternoon if hats ok?" He asks as he he's his shoes on.

"Why are you asking me all of a sudden? You just randomly walk out sometimes. Don't worry. Just go." I explain as I get dressed and turn on the car afterwards. "Hey. I'm kinda hungry. Can we pass by a burger joint?" I ask.

"Sure. Can I have a number..." Before I let him finish, I finish for him.

"A #4 with extra ketchup." I state and he laughs and nods.