Louis stirs awake the next morning, immediately feeling the warmth of Harry's body behind his. Louis smiles a little and scoots back until they are pressed firmly together.

"Lou." He hears Harry mutter, Louis shifts a little to see if he's awake. He's not. Louis smiles, biting his lip a little. There's no way Harry is dreaming of him.

When Louis shifts a second time, the smile disappears from his face, replaced with a more flustered look. He can feel Harry's groin, half hard against his thigh.

"Harry." Louis mumbles, moving himself around so that he's facing him, "Harry, wake up." He says, moving his hand to cup his cheek, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.

Harry's lips curl into a smile as he opens his eyes, it takes him a moment, but he feels the way Louis's thigh has been pressed against him. "Louis." He says softly, looking at Louis with unsure eyes.

Louis blushes, leaning forward to connect their lips again. Louis could kiss Harry for hours and never get tired of it. He moves so that he's straddling Harry, removing his lips from Harry's own and kissing at his jaw, then moving to Harry's ear, "Touch me, please? Been thinking about it so much." He mutters, nipping at Harry's ear, his hands on his chest.

"Jesus, Louis." He breathes, moving his hands to Louis's hips, then running his hands underneath the giant t-shirt Louis was in. "Such a pretty boy, you know that?"

"Mm," Louis hums sensually, rolling his hips down onto Harry's, "Yeah?"

"Fuck, yeah baby." He assures him, his hands finding their way to Louis's nipples. Louis whines immediately at the touch, his hips grinding down onto Harry's cock. "Sensitive here, aren't you?"

Louis nods, breath hitching when Harry rolls the nub between his thumb and pointer finger, "Harry, oh, please." He whimpers, moving his hands to wrap them around Harry's wrists, urging him to keep on.

"Bet I could make you cum like this, Hm?" Harry taunts. God, Louis knew Harry would be the type to talk like this in bed. He just knew.

Harry takes a moment to take Louis's shirt off of him, tossing it onto the floor before leaning up and kissing at Louis's pretty collarbones until he left a bruise or two. "Gorgeous." He praises, kissing down Louis's chest until he reaches his nipples, wrapping his lips around them, his tongue flicking at the sensitive nub.

"Oh, fuck." Louis moans, tangling his hands in Harry's hair, his hips quickening their movements against Harry's. Harry grips Louis's hips to a halt, which causes Louis to whine in defeat.

Harry pulls off slightly and blows on Louis's abused nipple before leaning forward to nip at it and god, Louis's feels like he's being punished, the feeling is overwhelming.

"Yes, Harry, fuck, feels so good." He says, resting his head on Harry's. He feels greedy with the way he's pushing Harry's head against himself, but he doesn't care, he wants more.

"You like that?" Harry breathes against Louis, "You gonna come like this, baby?"

Louis whimpers as Harry's hand reach into his boxers, grabbing at his bum. "So pretty, God Louis."

Louis grabs at Harry's face, connecting their lips in a heated kiss, his moans melting into Harry's mouth as they move their lips together.

Harry presses two fingers against Louis's hole, rubbing for a few moments before letting one push into him. Louis moans, removing his face from Harry's when he tilts his head back. God he's dreamt of Harry's fingers making him feel good.

"So tight, fucking swallowing my finger, baby." Harry groans as he starts to fuck his finger in and out of Louis's hole, his mouth latching onto Louis's untouched nipple as he does it.

Louis feels it all begin to be too much, the familiar sense of pleasure pooling in his stomach, "Gonna come, Harry, touch me, please."

"No baby, want you to come untouched, hm? Can you do that?" Harry asks, blowing air on Louis's nub, "Know you can."

Louis whimpers, grinding back against Harry's finger, which urges Harry to push a second inside, scissoring the younger open now.

Louis moans, his mouth falling open, the burn feels so good, god he wants Harry's cock inside of him, he wants Harry to fuck him until he can't walk anymore.

"Fuck, yeah, yeah yeah." Louis chants, biting his lip so hard he's sure it'll break the skin.

Harry groans, biting at Louis's nipple, which is all it takes to drive Louis overboard, spilling into his boxers. Harry fucks him through it with his fingers, his eyes glued to Louis's face, not daring to even blink. God, he looks so sinful.

Once Louis is done, Harry moves his hand to palm at his own cock, which has been neglected throughout this whole thing.

Louis licks his lips and turns around, going on his knees, his bum perched in the air, "Come on my ass, hm?"

"Fuck." Harry groans, watching as Louis slowing pulls his boxers down to his knees. He then spreads his legs far enough that his hole is exposed, all for Harry.

Harry grabs a pillow, putting it underneath Louis's hips, "Want you to come again, baby, get off on the pillow, yeah? Show much how much you want me."

Louis does, he starts slowly, grinding against the pillow, his hand reaching behind himself to grab at his own ass, his hole clenching, "Want you, Harry."

Harry takes the time to take off his own boxers,  before spitting in his hand, getting it wet enough to wrap his hand around his cock, "Yeah?" He asks, pumping eagerly, God Louis is such a tease.

"Mm, yeah, want your cock. Bet it would fill me up so good, Harry, know you would fuck me so good," He tells him in a breathy tone, hips grinding sensually into the pillow under him.

Harry groans, leaning forward and grabbing Louis's ass with one of his hands, connecting his mouth to Louis's silky smooth skin, sucking a hickey into the place where his bum meets his thigh.

"Oh, Harry!" Louis whimpers, his hole aching to be touched. His wish is granted when Harry kisses up to it, licking right over it, then nippling gently at his rim.

"Harry, oh my god." Louis pants, pushing back on Harry's mouth. He wants it so bad.

"Fuck yourself on my tongue baby, yeah?" Harry asks him, his hand squeezing at the base of his cock.

"Yeah, please." Louis pleads. Harry complies, licking slowly into Louis's hole until he's got his tongue fully in. The feeling drives Louis insane.

Louis grinds back onto Harry's face, his free hand gripping the sheets tightly. "Yeahyeah yeah, oh fuck Harry, Yes, give it to me."

Harry could get off at the way Louis's vocalizes everything he's feeling, Jesus it's such a turn on for him. He moans into Louis, his hand pumping at his cock. He's close, he can feel it.

Louis finally comes after a few intense moments, his hips stilling their movements as he lets out a loud whine, sending Harry over the edge too. He moves his cock over Louis's hole, pumping all of his cum onto him, his hand gripping his cheek, "Fuck, baby." He groans, rubbing his head over Louis's hole, "Wanna fuck you so bad."

"No, you aren't getting near me again today." Louis mumbles lazily, "I mean it, I can't handle it."

Harry chuckles, "Well, Louis, we'll see about that." He taunts. Everything feels right.

Louis knows he's falling now. He doesn't care to stop it. Ever.