Title: It Started With A Whisper
Pairing: Larry, and mild Ziam
Rating: Mature (R-17)
A/N: so this is based off a anon request i got. Its smutty; bondage, blow jobs, rimming, butt-sex,
all that good stuff yay It might suck, so i’m sorry
I hope you like it xx
Harry wound his arms loosely around Louis hips, resting his head in the crook of the older boys neck. Louis automatically relaxed into the simple touch, smelling the hint of Harry’s aftershave on the younger boys skin. He breathed deeply, letting the slight musk of the boy fill his mind.
It was these little public embraces that made waking up so much more worthwhile then before.
Both Louis and Harry had come out only three weeks before, on their debut on ‘The Ellen Show.’ Since the breakthrough the boys had been progressively more open with their relationship in the eyes of the cameras. Their relationship around the crew had also become more intimate, to much dismay of the other group members.
The pair worked their way onto the bus, followed shortly behind by the driver before the doors squeaked closed.
“You little fucker!” Nialls’ voice boomed from the back of the bus, where he was playing a new game with Zayn and Liam.
“What! That was so you!” Liam spat back as Louis and Harry both pushed through the curtain divider, and joined the group in the room.
A couple of empty beer bottles were set on the table, and discarded shoes and chip bags littered the floor.
Liam reached up to switch the game off, as Niall whined on about how he’d cheated once again.
“Oh give it up Niall. You could still beat Harry any day.” Zayn muttered as he curled into Liam’s side.
“That’s undoubtedly true.” Liam agreed, winding his free arm around his boyfriends’ waist to pull him closer.
“Yeah, but that’s because he’s always too distracted by Lou’s dick.” Niall sounded as he reached forward for a half empty beer on the small table.
Harry stifled a laugh at Nialls’ comment.
‘Well at least the whole bus doesn’t know when I get a hold of it.” Harry shot back in his defense.
Liam was about to protest when Niall cut in. “I will be the solid voice in this, seeing as i’m the only one who doesn’t get fucked every night… Both of you are just as bad. I can hear all of it; I mean all, of, it.
The thought of Niall having to endure the sounds made Harry feel a slight ping of guilt, but he also felt proud. He loved knowing that everyone was aware of the way he made Louis feel, and he was sure Liam felt the same way about Zayn.
Harry mumbled a slight sorry before he pushed off the couch with the excuse of needing sleep.
Louis shuffled slowly behind, and crawled into the small bunk next to Harry. They both drifted to sleep with the sound of two heartbeats sounding together in their ears.
The boys arrived in Miami early that next morning, all stumbling out of the bus and into their assigned rooms. They barely heard their manager whisper that they had the next day free, before they shut their doors and collapsed on the beds.
“So what are your guys wildest sex fantasize?” Zayn suddenly asked the group.
They were all circled in the living area of Liam and Zayn’s hotel room; empty bottles of alcohol and finished pizza boxes covering the center table.
Liam reached forward to take a shot from some clear liquid before tuning to the older boy.
“I can’t think of one that hasn’t happened yet.” He stated a little smugly
“Well, you must have one. You just have to me more imaginative.” The last word slurred off Zayn’s tongue as he leaned in closer to Liam.
“Uhm, I guess having sex in the water would be, interesting.” Liam settled on before tuning to ask the question of the raven-haired boy.
“I really want to have sex somewhere really open, you know? Like Central Park, or something of that sort.” Zayn announced before picking up the pizza crust from his paper plate.
“Ah, the thrill of getting noticed.” Niall filled in
“What about you Harry?” Niall persisted.
“I honestly can think of one, I’ll probably agree with what Lou says.” Harry admitted.
So the four boys faced their attention on the eldest boys face, awaiting an answer.
“Uhm it’s probably gonna sound immature. But I-“ Louis stopped short, looking unsure of how he should continue.
“It’s okay mate, go ahead.” Niall prompted, taking hold of the bottle Liam had recently set back down.
“I’ve kinds always wanted to be tied up, I guess. “ Louis said, turning his head into Harry shoulder as heat flooded his face.
The boys gave a slight reaction before moving on to Nialls answer.
“Why didn’t you tell me that’s what you wanted?” Harry whispered down to the boy at his side.
“Because I thought it was stupid.” Louis finalized, leaning more into the new conversation, and letting the subject drop.
Louis woke up to a tugging sensation on his wrists. He scanned the room, before attempting to rub his eyes, only then realizing that they were tied with ripped material to the hotels metal headboard.
“Harry?” Louis asked warily, missing the warm sensation of another body in the bed next to him.
Suddenly the light snapped on and Harry sat back down on the bed.
“What is this all about?” Louis question, using his chin to motion to his hands tied above his head.
“Well,” Harry began, his eyes dropping to his lap,” I wanted to try this for you.”
Louis dropped open his mouth to protest, but Harry caught his words with his lips. Louis welcomed the kiss, slightly moaning into it as Harry lapped his tongue across the older boys lower lip. Their teeth clashed together in the heat of the kiss, as it became a game of dominance. Harry reached up to wind his hand in Louis feathery hair, and Louis fingers itched to do the same. He let out a moan of protest and pleasure at the thought.
The sound blurred Harry’s thoughts as he broke from the kiss and traveled his mouth down Louis cheekbone, and across his neck. He stopped at his collarbone to suck at the skin there. Leaving a beautiful purple bruise in place of his lips.
Harry continued down the contour of Louis tanned torso, trailing his hands slowly after his mouth. Letting his finger explore the skin, as he planted wet kisses down the center of the smaller boys body.
Broken moans escaped from Louis mouth, and Harry pulled to a stop just as he reached the waistband of the boys boxers. He could see that Louis was already hard from his work, and he grinned to himself.
Slowly Harry took the elastic in his teeth, looking up at his boyfriend trough long eyelashes, before slowly tugging down.
“Your such a tease Styles.” Louis argued between hard breaths.
Harry brought his lips up to his ears, slightly sucking on the soft skin there before whispering a husky, “And you can do anything about it.”
Harry returned to Louis now exposed errection, lying hard against his stomach. The cold air caused Louis to gasp slightly, but it soon turned into a moan as Harry’s full pink lips engulfed the head of his length.
Harry went agonizingly slow, bobbing his head up and down Louis shaft, taking in more each time. Swirling his tongue down, and licking lightly over his slit to collect the drops of pre-cum that began to form.
Louis hissed out as the tip of his member hit the back of Harry’s thwroat, causing his head to tilt back into the pillows.
Harry pulled his mouth off with an audible pop, and Louis let out a small whimper at the loss of friction.
Harry smiled at the lust in the older boys eyes. “You want me so bad, it’s almost painful to look at you.”
“Please, Harry, please just fuck me.” Louis pleaded unsuccessfully.
“Nope, you’ll have to wait a little longer boo.” Harry discouraged before ducking his head down again.
He spread Louis legs apart to give him better access to the place he desired.
Slowly he ran the pad of his thumb over the puckred area, followed closely by his tongue. The feeling caused Louis to moan loudly as he fisted the bed sheets at his side.
Harry traced his tongue around his entrance before pushing in as far as possible and pulling out again. The sounds and profanities that spilled from Louis lips went straight to Harry’s aching member. He fought the urge to reach down and provide some relief.
Soon Harry picked up a steady rhythm, adding a finger next to his tongue, and picking up speed. Harry new Louis wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer, so he removed his tongue and moved to add a second finger when Louis protested.
“Its- f-fine. I just need you, please.” Louis broke out betweens shaky breaths.
Harry almost teased him further but the pleading look in Louis eyes broke down all his strength.
Swiftly Harry removed his boxers, finally freeing his painfully hard refection, and grabbing two silver packets from the bedside table. He quickly rolled the condom down over his leangth, and covered it generously in the lubricant.
Harry positioned at Louis entrance, ducking his lips down to meet Louis, before pushing balls deep on the first thrust.
Louis cried out, hand aching to claw into Harry’s bare back.
The younger boy held still, letting the other adjust to his size, before earning an encouraging nod to continue.
Harry started to pick up a steady rhythm, increasing gradually in speed. He connected Louis lips to his own, catching his sweet moans in their kiss.
“Harder, Harry.” Louis whispered, almost to low to catch.
Harry accommodated, changing his angle slightly and thrusting deep into Louis.
Louis let out a string of “fuck”s as Harry it that bundle of nerves that made Louis come undone.
It only made Harry move faster, pounding into the boy beneath him relentlessly.
Harry felt the warm tug at the pit of his stomach and he knew it wouldn’t last much longer. But he had to wait it out.
With three final hard thrusts he whispered a lust filled, “I love you” into Louis ear, washing his neck in hot breath, and Louis came. Shooting white ribbons over both their stomach, body shaking in ecstasy.
Harry felt overheated at the sight of him falling apart under his body.
“I’m gonna c-cum” Harry stuttered out, before emptying his load into Louis heat.
Harry pulled out, and clumsily fumbled with Louis ties, until his hands fell from their holds.
Louis immediately wound his arms around the younger boy, fingers finally lacing through his soft curls.
“We should do that more often.” Harry said, grasping onto Louis slender waist.
He pushed his lips onto Harry’s, the kiss full of nothing but passion.
Louis pulled the comforter around the two of them, before resting his head on Harry chest and whispering a small, “I love you too Harry.” Before closing his eyes. Feeling nothing but pure happiness.