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"But I don't want 'good' and I don't want 'good enough', I want 'can't sleep can't breath without your love'.
Front porch and one more kiss, it doesn't make sense to anybody else." -Hunter Hayes

Louis gasped quietly, his eyes open wide as he looked up at Harry, his body bare. He cupped his hands over his crotch, covering himself as his mouth opened and closed. Harry let out a soft breath and shook his head, pulling Louis's hands away. "You're gorgeous. Don't hide yourself," he said, pressing a kiss to Louis's palms.

"H-Harry, I don't know i-if I should," Louis whimpered, his cheeks aflame and his lips parted. Harry chuckled quietly and pulled the younger lad into his arms, carrying him bridal-style into his bedroom. He laid Louis on the bed with the utmost love and care, kissing his lips for a few moments before beginning to kiss down his body, sucking a little mark into his neck.

"Harry, I-I--" Louis began, but Harry shushed him. "Baby boy, let me make you feel good. You're so, so perfect, and I want to show you how beautiful you are." Louis let out a shuddering breath before slowly and hesitantly nodding, looking down at Harry with his eyes half-lidded.

Harry grinned and licked down to Louis's chest, immediately latching onto his pink nipple, smirking inwardly when the boy's back arched and he cried out, his toes curling in pleasure. He swirled his tongue around, the bud hardening in his mouth. He pressed a kiss to it before moving to the other, sucking until it hardened as well. He licked over both buds before continuing to kiss down his body. He stopped at his bump, pressing soft kisses to the taut skin and sucking a soft mark into it. He ducked his head down and licked a stripe up Louis's length, which was a bit smaller than average, but he didn't mind at all. If anything, it made Louis even more perfect in Harry's eyes.

"Harry!" Louis cried out, his legs tensing and hips lifting from the bed as Harry began to suck on the head of his cock. He let out a few whimpers as Harry's fingers brushed dryly over his hole, his eyes fluttering shut.

"Shh, baby. I've got you," Harry murmured before taking Louis's length into his mouth, engulfing it in wet heat, causing Louis to moan once more.

It wasn't too much longer 'til Harry was lubing up his long fingers, pressing kisses to Louis's hips as he did. "Alright baby, need you to spread your legs for me," he murmured, which Louis immediately did, cock hard and leaking on his baby bump(which strangely turned Harry on even more).

"H-Harry, I don't know if sex is good for the b-ba--!" He gasped and cut off as Harry began to slip his forefinger finger into his hole, his toes curling and a whimper escaping his lips as he felt the slight pain of the stretch and the great pleasure from just having his finger inside. "Harry," he whimpered softly, trying his best to be relaxed, but Harry's finger was so long, and felt so good after having nothing inside of him but his own fingers since Stan had left him.

"I've researched this as well," Harry said, much like he had when he gave Louis the wine weeks ago. He talked softly as he worked his finger into the tight hole gently, moaning at the way it clamped tightly around just his single digit. "Doctors say that it's completely safe, and some even believe that it prepares the birthing canal," he spoke with a voice that was deeper than usual and rough in the sexiest way.

Louis just whimpered and spread his legs further, baring himself completely to Harry as the man worked his finger in and out of his hole. "M-more, Harry," he whispered softly, fingers gripping the bedsheets that he laid on.

Harry worked another finger into Louis, pausing so he could get used to the stretch before continuing to pump them in and out, sucking and licking at his cock as he spread his fingers, scissoring the boy open.