Warning: this chapter is purely smut, so if that does not appeal to you, please skip this and go to the next chapter.

Word Count: 1504

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"How did you like your party, Hazzy?" Louis asked, wiping down the kitchen counters with a wet cloth.

"It was amazing, Lou. Thank you so much for it, baby."

Harry walked over to Louis, pressing himself against Louis' back, wrapping his arms around Louis' waist.

Louis leaned into him, a content smile on his face.

"I'm glad. But, I still haven't given you your last present."

Louis had butterflies in his stomach, and it felt like they were trying to climb up his throat and flutter away, out of his mouth.

Harry kissed down Louis' neck and jaw, delicately pressing his lips to the sensitive skin.

He hummed against Louis' neck, causing shivers to go down his spine.

"Is that so?" Harry murmured, "What's my last present then, sweetheart?"

Louis bit his lip, setting the cloth down on the counter, turning around in Harry's arms.

He wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, and lifted one if his legs so that his thigh was against Harry's hip.

Harry grabbed his thigh, using that to help lift Louis up, holding him up by his bum.

Louis smiled, and leaned forward to place his lips on Harry's, molding their lips together sweetly.

"I want to give myself to you," Louis murmured against Harry's lips.

Harry hummed, mild surprise taking place on his face, "You sure?"

Louis nodded, kissing Harry again, "Yes, positive. I'm ready, Haz. I want you."

Harry hummed again, a smirk forming on his lips that Louis could feel against his own.

"Let's go to the bedroom then, alright, sweetheart?"

Nodding, Louis rested against Harry's chest as the man carried them to their bedroom, kissing at the skin of his neck, nipping at it with his teeth, and giving the skin little kitten licks.

Harry got to their room, and pushed open the door with one hand, placing his arm under Louis' thighs so he could move the other to Louis' back.

He set Louis down on the bed, and then climbed on top of him, straddling his waist.

"You're so pretty, Lou. I'm so lucky to have you as my soulmate, you know that?" He muttered, running his hands up and down Louis' sides.

Louis blushed, and tried to hide his face with his hands.

"Don't hide from me, baby. You're beautiful."

Harry took Louis' hands in his, kissing each knuckle once, before he started slowly unbuttoning Louis' skirt.

He held eye contact with Louis, which made him feel like suffocating from how intense it was, from how attractive Harry was.

"Let's get you undressed, love," Harry whispered.

Harry carefully took each clothing item from Louis' body, placing them on the floor beside the bed.

He then took his own clothes off, and kissed along Louis' shoulders and arms.

"Harry," Louis breathed, feeling himself harden.

"Yeah, love?" Harry asked against his skin, his breath hot as it fanned over the surface of Louis' arm.

"Do something," Louis muttered, his cheeks heating up as he carded his hands through Harry's curly hair.

Harry looked up at Louis for a moment, before he moved down his body, moving his hand toward Louis' crotch.

He looked back up at him, "Is this okay?"

Louis nodded eagerly, anticipation bubbling up in his stomach.

Harry gripped Louis' dick, causing Louis to suck in a breath of air.

He fisted the length, and began moving his fist up and down, slowly, looking into Louis' eyes all the while.

Louis mewled and writhed, having not been used to being sexually intimate with someone before.

"Want me to prepare you now, lovely?" Harry asked gently, teasing the head of Louis' length.

Louis nodded, "Yes, please. Need it."

Harry grabbed the bottle of lube from the bedside table.

He opened the cap, and squirted some on to his fingers.

He shut the bottle, and set it aside on the bed.

He grabbed one of Louis' legs, lifting it over his shoulder, before doing the same to the other.

He held Louis' thigh with one hand, and used the other hand to lubricate Louis' hole, massaging it gently to get it ready for him.

The lube coated his fingers, so, with a glance at Louis, he slowly pushed his middle finger in to the first knuckle.

Louis gasped, and arched his back slightly, as Harry's finger sunk into him.

"You alright?" Asked Harry, leaning down to kiss Louis' collarbone.

Louis nodded, "Yes, feels weird."

"Want me to keep going?" Harry asked, running his hand down Louis' thigh gently.

Louis nodded again, "Yes, please."

Harry pushed his finger in to the second knuckle, moving it slightly to get Louis used to the intrusion quicker.

Louis clenched around him, so Harry kissed his forehead and nose, before kissing his lips tenderly.

"You've got to relax, sweetheart. It'll hurt less, alright?"

Louis nodded, leaning up to kiss Harry again.

Harry coaxed Louis into a make out, to distract him from the discomfort or pain he might feel from Harry fingering him.

He added a second finger, and kept it at that until he was sure Louis would be fine with three.

After he had three inside Louis, he took his fingers out, wiping them on the sheets.

Louis whimpered at the loss, and his cheeks heated up, a pink dust of color intruding his face.

"You ready, sweetheart?" Harry asked, grabbing the lube again so he could prep himself, before putting some more on Louis' hole.

"Yes," Louis said, breathlessly, "I'm ready, Harry."

Harry nodded in response, leaning down to kiss Louis as he bracketed his arms under Louis' armpits.

He pushed in slowly as he kissed Louis, and the boy whimpered quietly, causing Harry to still his movements.

"Keep going," Louis whispered.

"Am I hurting you?" Harry asked, still unmoving.

Louis shook his head reassuringly, "no, I'm just not used to it."

Harry began moving again, inching himself further into Louis at a slow pace.

He was really scared he'd hurt Louis, so he was going incredibly slow.

"Haz," Louis whispered, "You can go in quicker, y'know. I'm not gonna break."

There was a playful smile on his face, though lust still enclosed itself around his blue eyes.

"Sorry," Harry blushed, "I'm scared I'm going to hurt you."

"You won't," Louis assured, kissing Harry's nose, "and if you do, I'll tell you so you can go slower."

Harry nodded, and finally started moving quicker, bottoming out in seconds.

Louis' face scrunched up slightly, and he bit his lip.

Harry almost asked him if he wanted him to go slower, so he bit his own lip to keep the words in.

"Feels good, Harry," Louis commented.

Harry smiled at that.

"Am I able to move? You adjusted?" Harry asked.

Nodding, Louis moved his arms so that they were around Harry's neck, "Yes, please move."

Harry began thrusting into Louis at a slow, deep pace, while they started to make out.

They both breathed heavily into one another's open mouths, Louis moaning softly whenever Harry thrusted particularly hard.

"Harder, Harry," Louis requested, a hint of need in his tone.

Harry began thrusting harder, keeping the same pace as before.

Louis moaned loudly, and gripped on to Harry's bare shoulders.

Harry hoisted Louis' back up higher, thrusting in again, and the change of position caused Louis to throw his head back on the pillow, and claw at Harry's shoulders with his painted nails.

"Fuck, Harry," he groaned, "faster!"

Harry sped up, thrusting quickly into Louis at the boy's request.

"Ahh, feels so good, Harry!" Louis cried.

Harry grunted in response, and dropped his head into Louis' shoulder, sucking a hickey into the skin.

Louis shivered as Harry sucked and chewed at his skin, and he could feel pressure building up in his stomach as he reached his climax.

"H-Harry, I'm close!" He warned.

"Me too, love," Harry moaned.

A few more, extra thrusts was all it took for Louis to cum, completely untouched, all over his stomach.

He tightened around Harry, and having the knowledge that he had cum untouched, Harry came seconds after Louis, spilling into him.

Harry whimpered at the intensity of his orgasm, and ended up collapsing against Louis.

"Fuck, that was amazing," He said, gently pulling out of Louis, "You did so good, sweetheart."

Louis blushed, and ran his fingers through Harry's hair as he untangled his legs from the man's shoulders.

"You did, too, Harry."

"Was I good?" Harry asked, sitting up to look at Louis.

Louis nodded, "mhmm. Excellent. Thank you for being my first time."

"Thank you for being my first time, too," muttered Harry.

Louis' eyes went wide, and he wrapped his legs around the man's waist.

"You'd never had sex before?" He asked in amazement.

"Nope," Harry confessed, "Was saving it till I met my soulmate."

"And now you found him," Louis grinned.

Harry nodded in agreement, "And now I found him."