Larry's innocent conversations

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"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, Louis," Harry whined into the cell phone.

"Baby, I'm driving."

"Louis it's just so full, I can't-" Harry said reaching for the towel he knew he was about to need.

"Wait, baby, I'm almost home, are you still naked?" Louis asked flustered. When Harry called him all needy and desperate he left work immediately. It helped being the CEO of a company that he got leave whenever he wanted. Especially for an emergency like this.

"Yes, I'm getting so wet," Harry spoke.

"Harry I- I'm close-"

"I can't stop it Lou, it's gonna overflow. It's gonna get everywhere. Tell me- tell me what to do." Harry's voice was raw even over the phone.

"Fuck H, I'm coming, I'm coming."

When Louis finally got home and ran into the master bathroom, he saw Harry fully dressed with a mop, soaking up all the water on the floor.

"I got it to stop," Harry said with a proud smile. Louis mouth was hanging open. Harry was just about to step into the bath when he realized the faucet wouldn't stop running and pretty soon the bathtub was overflowing. 

"I'm glad love, I honestly don't know what I would've been able to do."