Louis and Harry crashed through Louis' front door laughing. "Shhhh," Louis whisper-giggled.

"Sorry," Harry said too loud.

"To late for that lads. I'm wide awake anyway," Zayn said from the couch, feet crossed on the coffee table, reading some unknown book that Louis would hate.

Louis went stiff and Harry stilled behind him. They stood there for a moment in awkward silence. Louis forgot to make sure Zayn wouldn't be home. He always made sure. He was never this rude. Thankfully Harry walked them both forward and reached around Louis to shake Zayn's hand.

"Harry," he greeted.

"Hmm," was all Zayn responded with, not even shaking his hand. Harry made an 'oops' face and took his hand back. Zayn got up from the couch and went to Louis, pushing his hair out of his face. He checked his eyes, then his pulse. "How much have you had tonight?"

Louis endured the usual torture that was Zayn big-brothering him. It usually happened before he brought someone home, but his huff was futile as he looked back at Zayn's waiting face. "None. Sober as a joke, swear."

"Sober? No way."

Louis aimed for offended, but settled at annoyed. "Excuse me? I'm perfectly capable of bringing someone home without being intoxicated." Harry laughed quietly behind Louis, which earned him an elbow in the ribs.

"No you're not, mate," Zayn pointed out.

Louis clucked his tongue and tilted his head, "Fine. Well I am now."

"To be fair, the first time you brought me home you were very un-sober," Harry supplied.

"Seconds?" Zayn asked in disbelief. Louis gave Zayn a pointed look, which he ignored, and instead smiled at the curly-headed boy. "Maybe I should learn you're name then. Loubear doesn't normally double dip."

"Loubear?" Harry whispered in Louis' ear, his reward was another swift elbow, and then looked up at Zayn, "It took some convincing."

Zayn laughed, "I bet. Name's Zayn." He offered the hand he'd neglected to give the first time. Harry took it graciously.

"So, this was fun. But I'm gonna go fuck Harry now. Night Zayn!" Louis called as he dragged Harry to his room.

"Watch out for his syphilis, Harry. It's nasty!"

"Fuck off!" Louis sing-songed before shutting the door loudly behind them.

"You don't?" Harry tried.

"No, Harry, I'm clean," Louis deadpanned. "The only other person I've fucked besides you recently is Zayn and he's anal, no pun intended, about that sort of thing."

Harry pointed back towards the door, "You? And...umm, Zayn?" Harry threw his hands up, "Well I should just go home then."

Louis laughed, "It is what it is. Now forget about him, come here, and take my clothes off."

Harry allowed a moment of hesitancy before running over to Louis and stripping him quickly, hands running all over his skin. Louis hummed in approval and let his own hands wander to Harry's hair. Louis kissed him, pushing him back on the bed, and then dropping onto it above him. They slotted their legs together and Harry rolled his hips into Louis naked body. Louis groaned and gripped Harry's hair tighter, which only served to make Harry keen and arch into the touch with a moan.

"Like that?" Louis spoke lowly. Harry just whined in response. Louis pulled harder on his curls. "Answer me," he demanded.

Harry whole face scrunched up as he forced out, "Yes, fuck, I like it."

Louis made a sound that let Harry know he'd answered correctly. He ran his hands over Harry's chest, pushing his fingers into his nipples briefly before moving down. He balanced on one hand while the other beared down on his clothed semi. Harry groaned and pushed up into his hand. Louis pulled his hand away before Harry could get any real friction and tisked at him.
"Be still. Take what I give you."

Harry made an indignant protest, but Louis held his hip in place then started to get off the bed. "No! No, okay. I'll be good," Harry promised as he reached for Louis to come back. Louis smiled, pleased, and lowered back down to cover Harry's body. Harry sighed with relief and circled his arms around Louis' waist to fend off any attempts to leave again. "Don't leave."

Harry sounded almost scared. Louis was joking, of course he wasn't going to just leave Harry hard and alone, but the fact that Harry thought he might hit Louis harder than he'd like to admit. "I wouldn't..." Louis tried.

"I, I know. I just, I haven't stopped thinking about you since you left, and you left so quickly last time. I didn't even get to say goodbye."

Louis cupped Harry's cheek in his hand, for some reason overwhelmed with the need to make sure Harry was safe and taken care of. "I won't do that again, I promise." Harry just nodded. "Hey," Louis directed his attention back to him, "Until then," Louis smirked and slid his hand from Harry's face to his waistband, flicking open the button of his jeans and pulling the zipper down, "I'm quite happy to be here. With you, "he added in case it wasn't clear.

Harry's smile was worth the awkward, confusing thoughts flying around in Louis' head. Harry pulled Louis down by the neck into a long, sweet kiss that stole Louis' breath right out of his lungs. He gripped Harry's hip and gave back to the kiss everything he didn't understand. Harry didn't seem to mind, taking whatever Louis was willing to give him. Louis pulled at Harry's pants. Harry got the hint and lifted his hips to help Louis push them down his legs. He kicked them off the end of the bed and smiled up at Louis again.

"Beautiful," Louis breathed before realizing it and then bit his lip in apology. Harry's eyes were shining, even in the dark, and he sighed at the compliment. Harry couldn't stop smiling after that, playing with Louis' fingers and hair and lips, mouthing at his neck and shoulders. Louis was going insane with touches. "Shit, Harry," he huffed into Harry's hair.

Harry just sighed and dug his fingers into Louis' back. Louis pulled back and got off the bed. Harry voiced a confused whine, but Louis just smiled back at him while he went to his dresser and pulled out a condom and lube.

Harry wiggled happily on the bed as Louis came back to him. Louis couldn't help the fond laugh that bubbled from his throat at this eager boy. Harry pulled a cheeky grin and made grabby hands at Louis until he kneeled back on the bed. Louis sat on his knees and dropped the supplies by Harry's waist.

He ran both hands up Harry's thighs slowly, feeling the soft, shaved skin against the pads of his fingers. Harry moaned softly and spread his legs a little wider so Louis could settle between them better. Louis bent over and kissed one leg, the other, and then moved down to place a light kiss to the flushed head of Harry's cock.

Harry hmmm'd and gripped the sheets to keep from bucking up. Louis smirked and laid another kiss to his shaft. Harry whined this time, frustrated. Louis just kept placing light kisses along Harry's length until he reach his balls, then taking one in his mouth and sucking on it gingerly.

Harry did move then, pushing against Louis' mouth, begging for more. Louis pulled off and sat back with a raised brow. "I'm sorry? Didn't I tell you to be still and take what I give you."

Harry bit his lip and looked up at Louis with wide eyes, "Sorry."

Louis licked his teeth, considering. "You'll need to be punished." He said it so casually, like he wasn't making this night kinkier than either of them ever expected, but Harry couldn't help the moan that ripped out of his throat at the prospect. "You want to be punished, Harry?"

Harry bit his lip harder, turning it as white as his teeth, and turned his face into the pillow. Louis reached up and pulled Harry's hair. Harry whined and gasped, "Yes, please. I'm sorry, punish me."

Louis growled at his words and flipped Harry over onto his stomach, cock rubbing into the duvet. Louis reached under Harry, between his legs, and pulled Harry's cock down so he could hold onto it while Harry was on his stomach. Harry moaned at the contact and the positioning. "You should learn to obey."

Harry protested with his sounds, but nodded his head. Louis squeezed one of Harry's cheeks in his hand, rubbing it roughly. Harry's legs twitched, but he kept still under Louis' watchful eye. Harry was counting internally, trying to keep his breathing even. But that went out the window when Louis brought his hand down in with a loud smack. Harry's breathed wooshed out of him, along with a low uuuugghh! Louis gasped at the response and rubbed the pink skin under his hand again. Louis didn't say anything before bringing his hand down harder. Harry groaned, loud, and fisted his hands in the sheets. Louis rubbed his hand along Harry's back and kissed the curve right about his ass.

"So good," Louis admitted. "God, you take it so well, babe."

"Yeah," Harry exhaled airily. "Good for you."

Louis groaned and nodded even though Harry couldn't see him. "Good for me," he repeated. Louis brought his hand down on the other cheek, making Harry whine and push his face into the pillow. Louis delivered blow after blow, until Harry's cheeks were bright red and printed with his hands. Harry was crying by now, tears soaking the material under his eyes, but his hips had started to shift higher and higher as Louis was spanking him. Now his back was arched, ass on display for Louis to see. Louis took the invitation to admire it, felt the hot skin with his hands, kneading it gently while Harry sobbed.

Louis pulled Harry up under the waist so he was sitting in his lap. Harry whined when his sensitive skin touched Louis legs but melted back into Louis' chest and let his head fall back on Louis' shoulder. Louis could see how flushed his face was, his eyes bright red from crying, lips plump from biting and quivering slightly.

"Jesus, shit, Harry. Look at you." Harry just whined again and nuzzled his face into Louis' neck. Louis lifted Harry off him and held him up as he moved to his front. He secured an arm around his waist and pulled Harry so he was straddling Louis' stretched out legs. Louis laid back and pulled Harry down with him so he was bent over on top of him. "You're so lovely. I've never- this is...wow."

Harry kissed Louis' jaw and whispered, "Good boy?"

Louis softened instantly and ran his hands up and down Harry's sides. "So good. You're perfect." Harry keened and pushed his lips to Louis' throat. "You deserve a reward, yeah?"

Harry pulled back enough to nodd his head eagerly. "Please."

Louis eyes closed for a second and he pulled Harry up his body so his cock was brushing against Harry's sore ass. "Want me?"

Harry rocked back on Louis and said, "Yes, please."

"So polite," Louis mused.

Harry grumbled but pushed back again with a, "Please."

Louis acquiesced and reached over to grab the lube. He held it, unsure, and asked, "Can I? Or do you want-"

"You...please."

Louis nodded and slicked his fingers up as Harry laid down on his chest again. Louis reached behind him and rubbed against Harry's tight hole. He felt it twitch under his touch. Louis pushed one finger in until it was buried inside him. Harry had a grip on Louis free arm, his fingernails marking Louis' skin.

Louis pumped his finger shallowly a few times, but Harry's impatient hmph had Louis pushing a second finger in. Harry rocked back on Louis' fingers, pushing then deeper, and moaned when Louis brushed his prostate.

"Ugh, Lou," Harry whined.

"Okay, love?"

"Yeah, yeah," he panted. Louis scissored his fingers inside Harry, stretching him open, while Harry's body rolled with Louis' movements. "Look so good. Can't wait to be inside you. Fucking perfect."

"Yes, come on, Lou. Please, now."

"So nice, yet so demanding." Harry blushed and giggled lowly while he clenched around Louis' fingers desperately. "Yeah, okay, shit, okay," Louis agreed and pulled his fingers out. He reached for the condom and blindly rolled it on himself. Harry was mouthing at his neck and chest, leaving red and purple marks in his wake.

Louis groaned after a particularly hard bite Harry and bucked against him. Harry hummed thankfully and arched into him. Louis swore and slicked himself up hurriedly. "Ready?" Harry nodded.

Louis put one hand on Harry's ass and the other around himself. He pulled Harry's cheeks apart and lined himself up without being able to see. When Louis felt his tip against his fingers he guided himself to Harry's hole and sank in.

Harry took him in greedily, burying Louis' cock inside him in seconds. "Fucking hell, Harry," Louis screamed. Harry didn't even acknowledge Louis' words, just kept barring down on Louis in little circles.

"Fuck me, please, fuck me, Lou." Louis took Harry's hips in a tight grip and lifted him up and brought him down with a harsh force. Harry moaned and arched his back. Louis loved that. That needed to happen again. So he kept a rhythm of bouncing Harry on his lap with sharp pushes and pulls.

Harry whole body was languid on top of Louis, everything loose except for his hole, which clenched every time Louis bottomed out. Harry was mumbling small things like Louis' name and 'please, so good' and 'good boy' over and over. Louis was about to explode with desire to wreck this lovely boy.

He flipped them over and pounded into Harry without missing a beat. Harry moaned and scratched across Louis' back as Louis abused his hole.

"Lou-Louis, close, need to come," Harry whined.

"Not yet," Louis warned as he thrusted in harder and angled so his head jabbed at Harry's prostate every time.

"Close," Harry's voice went weak again, the same way it sounded when Louis'd spanked him a few dozens times.

"Not yet, baby. Hold on." Louis was going to come any second and he wanted to be there with Harry as they both flew. He reached a hand down and pressed against the soft skin between Harry's balls and hole. Harry clenched like a vise on Louis' cock and arched so his whole torso was flush with Louis' skin.

"Now, love. Come with me." Louis rocketed faster until his cock pulsed and shot his load into the condom as he shuddered over Harry, who screamed Louis' name and came between them while his legs twitched and his face scrunched up in pleasure.

Louis pulled out and fell next to Harry, tying off the condom before throwing it into the trash by the bed. Then he reached down to the floor and grabbed a pair of boxers from yesterday. He leaned over and wiped Harry clean before throwing them back on the floor.

Harry hummed with content and curled against Louis' chest. "You're incredible," Louis sighed. He could feel Harry's smile against his skin. "I can't believe- that was- you waited." Louis just shut up when he couldn't form a coherent sentence and instead curled his fingers in Harry's hair and hummed a song that was stuck in his head all day until they fell asleep.