(smut)
"You alright?" Harry asked.
I wasn't completely ready to fully give myself to him. And without directly speaking the words I knew Harry was aware. He stood at the end of my bed, his newly exposed chest was revealed to me. His blazer and t shirt left strewn across the floor. He waited for my small nod before pulling open his belt. The metal buckle clinked as the button on his jeans was popped, the zip being dragged down. I lay intently watching as he undressed before me. My heart rapidly racing as more of his smooth, tanned skin was revealed. I kept my underwear on, a baggy t shirt covering my torso as I clutched the thin cover to my chest.
Harry's plump bottom lip was caught between his teeth as he gazed over me. I shyly smiled, cheeks blushing slightly. I heard him chuckle before shoving his trousers to the floor. He stepped out of them, climbing onto the end of the bed.
Eyes dark as he held my contact.
I nervously gulped as Harry slowly crawled up to me. The thin sheet separating us rubbed against my bare thighs as he rested his body in between them. His face lowered to mine, plump lips placing kisses to my cheeks then my mouth. It startled me slightly as his hips were gently rolled into mine. The friction created forced me to gasp for air. The actions seemed much more intimate now than they had in the park. A change in atmosphere, not as desperate. The pace slower, more romantic but just as intense. Our lack of clothing adding to the feel of heated affection.
Harry's beautiful face was dimly illuminated by my twinkling fairy lights. His mouth falling agape in pleasure as he kept our eyes locked. I couldn't help but whimper, our crotches rubbing together through the white sheet. He released a throaty groan as I swivelled my hips. Our heated movements were having an increasingly apparent effect on Harry. The bulge in his dark boxers becoming stiff against mine.
Lips were hastily pressed to mine is a heavy kiss. The sounds emitting from our mouths caught by one another. My hand travelled up to his hair, combing through the soft curls before fisting them between my fingers. Harry groaned in approval. The distance between our panting bodies was decreased, my soft chest pressing to his hard chest. I lightly tugged on his ringlets, guiding his head to the side as I placed kisses down his neck.
Harry's erection was desperately straining against the black material of his boxers. He looked almost pained at the restriction. Knowing the feeling I found myself wanting to please him. Despite my lack of experience, I knew Harry's pleasure would be intensified without the limiting confines hugging his lower half. My hands hesitantly reached out. Green orbs shot open as my fingers wriggled into the elastic on his hips.
"Louis?" Harry asked questioningly.
"It's alright." I whispered.
I kept my gaze locked on his face, edging the underwear slowly down his thighs. Our heavy breathing filled the heated room. Harry's large hands took over, pushing them down his ankles and dropping them to the floor. I couldn't help but gasp as his naked body pressed to me, the thin sheet the only barrier preventing me from feeling his hot, bare skin. My fingertips traced his strong shoulders, nails suddenly digging in as his hips rolled against mine. His weight was rested on to his forearms either side of my head. His naked body providing somewhat of a shield. My hand travelled up gripping the back of his neck. Our lips pressed together in a messy kiss as Harry revelled in the new freedom given to him.
The thin sheet between us began to feel suffocating on my body; Harry's movements becoming a little more desperate. Fingertips trailed down his toned back; sweat glittering the clammy skin as he worked against me. I smiled upon hearing him lightly chuckle in response to my small hand gently squeezing his bum. The intense pleasure coursing through my veins was a feeling I had only ever
experienced with Harry.
