A/N: I dedicate this to @horan_styles_89 because then really everyone who voted has two dedications, and also, your comments are really sweet:)

The next morning Louis was awoken by his phone. But it wasn't the usual 'Wake up' by The Vamps song he put as his alarm clock. Instead it was their new song 'Shades on', his ring tone.

He blinked his eyes open tiredly, noticing that it was still dark outside. He tried to sit up but noticed that he was trapped. He smiled when he realized that it was Harry, but then went back to his task, picking up the phone.

He moved Harry's arm carefully but it didn't matter because Harry was already waking up due to the ring tone and Louis' movement.

"What 're y' doin'?" Harry mumbled sleepily, reaching out after Louis. He succeeded, grabbing his arm and pulling him back so he was spooning the shorter boy now.

Louis giggled, "Haaaz, the phone. Someone's calling."

"So?" Harry grumbled, tightening his grip around Louis.

The phone stopped ringing. "Oh Harry. Now they hung up." Harry just hummed, not really caring.

Then it started ringing again, seeming much too loud in the silent room. "Harry, let me go? What if it is about mum?" Louis said, squirming and panicking when he remembered what had happened last night, well, this morning.

Harry sighed and retreated his hand, letting Louis go and sitting up himself. Louis looked at the caller ID, noting that it was only five thirty in the morning, and saw Martina calling. He tapped the green answering button and held the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

"Hey Louis." Martina answered, sounding nothing but happy and relieved but Louis had to make sure.

"Is she okay? Mum? And the twins? Are they alright?"

Martina chuckled, "Yeah Louis, they're really good. Actually, I'm calling you to tell you to wake up your sisters. I'm on my way to pick you guys up. You can now meet your little siblings."

Louis grinned widely, incredibly happy that they were okay and also, that he would have new baby siblings. Louis knew that they were really cute and he already loved them so much.

"Yeah, I'll wake them up." He glanced at Harry, "Wait, can Harry come with us? He's with me right now."

Harry's eyes widened and he shook his head frantically and Martina said, "I don't think I should be the one to decide."

"No Lou." Harry hissed.

"Well, I'll leave you to it." Martina said, "I'll be there in ten." With that she hung up.

"Louis," Harry went to explain, "I would really love to meet your little siblings but I don't think I should be there the first time. It's something intimate and special between your family and I wouldn't want to intrude." Louis went to object but Harry proceeded, "It's fine, Lou. I'll come as soon as school is over. I have to bring back the car anyways. And my parents would kill me if I skipped school."

Louis nodded, getting Harry's reasoning, "Okay."

Harry stayed to help waking up the girls and getting them ready. Sometime between the hurried chaos of five tired Tomlinsons trying to get ready Martina appeared. Louis didn't know how she got in but it didn't matter.

Louis introduced her to Harry and they talked while the rest got ready. Harry couldn't get ready since he didn't have his stuff here. Louis would have given him toothbrush and clothes but Harry said he could still do everything at home and Louis didn't "have to stress about it", his words.

Once everyone stood infront of the door, ready to go, Harry parted. But of course not before hugging everyone and kissing Louis goodbye, reminding him that he loved him.

"Love you too." Louis said, watching him go to his car and driving off. Then he blushed when he saw the knowing look on Martina's face.

"You two are so cute." She commented, making Louis even more flustered.

"I know, right?" Lottie agreed as they climbed into their own car, "I want a boyfriend like Harry too."

"Impossible." Louis objected, "There is nobody like Harry."

"Except for Harry." Fizzy piped in.

"Yeah, but he is already mine." Louis said, then blushed at the looks everyone gave him.

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The Tomlinsons spent the whole day in hospital with their mum and their new little sibling twins, Earnest and Doris. It was quite emotional, especially in the beginning

Martina left soon since she wasn't needed anymore and had some work to do. Some other family friends and their grandma visited to congratulate them, well, their mum especially. But every time someone came in Louis wished it would be someone else walking through the door.

He couldn't wait to introduce Harry to his little brother and sister.

Harry came around four o'clock and stayed until they had to go home to go to sleep. It turned out that Harry loved babys and especially Ernest and Doris almost as much as the Tomlinson siblings themselves did.

Jay had to stay at hospital with the newborns over the night so Louis had to babysit the other four girls and Harry decided to assist him and stay. Fortunately, it was Friday and they didn't have to go to school the next day.

It was already late when they got home and Louis and Harry got right to work getting the girls to bed. Louis loved how Harry fit seamlessly into their house and its internal characteristics. The girls loved Harry and didn't complain about him and Daisy even let him brush her teeth while Louis did Phoebe's.

It was almost like they were parents. Louis smiled at the thought, having a home and children with Harry. He was glad that nobody could read his mind or he would certainly have blushed.

He looked up at Harry after kissing Phoebe's forehead goodnight. He smiled back from where he was watching Louis, leaning against the doorframe, and Louis knew that he had similar thoughts.

They didn't talk about it when they went to the living room but they both knew it was there, the silent agreement that this would be something they would want in the future, together.

"What do you wanna do?" Louis asked quietly, not wanting his sisters to hear them and complain.

"You." Harry quipped quickly.

Louis blushed but chuckled, "For how long were you planning to answer this?"

Harry shrugged, coming closer and pulling him in. Louis went in happily, snuggling into his boyfriend. "We could watch a movie." Harry suggested.

"Isn't that too loud? And too late? I mean it's already, like, midnight or something."

"Eleven thirty," Harry corrected, "but you're probably right. We can get ready for bed."

"Or..." Louis hesistated.

"Or?" Harry pressed.

"Or we'll wait a half an hour 'till the girls are asleep and... you can really do me."

Harry pulled back apruptly, looking into Louis' face, gripping his sides tightly and looking for any signs, "Do you mean it?"

Louis looked at Harry intensely, "If you want to."

Harry closed his eyes like this was too much for him, "Fuck."

And then he pulled Louis back in, crashing their lips together. He gripped his hips tightly, Louis wrapping his arms around his neck. Harry dominated the kiss immediately, not leaving any room to fight or protest. He kissed Louis feverishly, rushed, like he wouldn't be able to breath if he didn't do this, like he hasn't kissed Louis in ages.

His tongue didn't take long to enter Louis' mouth, taking his breath away, and Harry pulled Louis closer. His hands wandered lower until they reached Louis' ass, shamelessly squeezing it.

Louis gasped and tried to pull away but Harry didn't let him, bringing one hand up to Louis' jaw, keeping him in place. It undeniably turned Louis on to no end and he struggled to fight it. One of Harry's hands slipped under Louis' shirt as the taller boy led him to the couch, refusing to break the heated kiss.

When Louis fell onto the couch backwards he managed to gasp out, "Harry, Haz, stop." Harry went to capture his lips again but Louis pushed him away, "Haz, babe, slow down."

"Why?" Harry panted, already turned on and worked up.

"I said wait a half an hour to ensure that they are all sleeping."

Harry groaned and let himself fall onto Louis completely, the latter letting out a sound like he had been punched. Harry buried his face into his boyfriends neck, "But I'm hard now."

"Your fault," Louis retorted, "You should have listened to me."

"Oh, come on." Harry ground his hips against Louis', making him gasp, "Don't act like you're not affected."

"I never said I wasn't affected. I'm just being reasonable. I don't want my sisters to walk in on us and then be scarred for life." Harry ground his hips against Louis' again. "Harry stop it."

"Why?" His voice was muffled by Louis' neck, but Harry's breath made Louis shiver.

"Because it will be even more difficult to wait if you get us worked up even more now."

Harry sighed heavily but pushed himself up and stood up. He gave Louis his hand, pulling him up.

"Thanks." Louis smiled, pressing a chaste kiss in his lips and slipped away before Harry could react. Harry stood there frozen for a few seconds, wondering what just happened, then snickered to himself, following Louis into his room.

Louis sat on the bed so Harry sat down beside him, "So..."

"So?"

"So what are we gonna do now?"

"You're going to have to talk a bit more quietly." Louis whispered.

Harry rolled his eyes but said quieter, "Okay, but really, what are we doing this half hour before..." he trailed off, waving his hand around vaguely.

Louis chuckled, "You would like to just jump into it, wouldn't you?"

Harry grinned, then unexpectedly pushed Louis' chest so he laid on his back and the curly haired hurried to hover his face close to Louis'. "No kidding. I'm still hard and you're not helping."

He brought his hands up to brush stands of Louis' hair from his eyes. He leaned down, pecking his right cheek, then his left, then his nose and finally his lips. When Harry pulled back to look down into Louis' eyes, the blue eyed errupted in giggles, "Oh my gosh."

"What?" Harry whispered.

"You just-," Louis shook his head in disbelief, "You're just-... one second you act all sexy and turned on and then you just, you're just all cute. How can someone so sexy and cute at the same time?" He brought his hand up to run it through Harry's curls.

Harry was smirking, "Look who's talking."

Louis blushed. "But really, what do you want to do now?"

"You."

Louis rolled his eyes, "You already said that. We just have to wait a bit." Harry dropped his head into Louis' neck. He seemed to like burying his face in there. Louis felt Harry's breath fan over the juncture of his neck and shoulder, then his lips latched on the skin there and he began to suck.

Louis shut his eyes, "Harry." He breathed, "Harry, not already. It's been barely ten minutes." Harry ignored him. Louis let him for a few more moments, not able to deny that he liked it, then grabbed onto his curls and pulled him back.

Harry whined, "Louis."

Louis snickered, "Come on, at least twenty more minutes. Then we'll check on the girls on then, well-..." He trailed off.

"Okay." Harry whispered but made no move to get off of him.

"Should we get ready for bed? Like, brush teeth while waiting?" Louis proposed.

"No." Harry protested.

"Why not?"

"Then it will taste like toothpaste when we kiss."

"So?" Louis laughed.

"I don't want you to taste like toothpaste when we... have sex. I want you to taste like you." Harry explained.

Louis chuckled, "What is this? A smut book?" Harry pouted so Louis gave in, "Okay, I'm gonna shower."

"Can I come with you?"

Louis thought for a second, "Do you think that will help? I mean, we're both anticipating it but, like, showering together will not make waiting easier."

Harry nodded, "Okay, I'll go after you."

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Louis laid on the bed, listening to Harry who was showering currently, the water pattering against the glass surface of the shower. Louis had turned off the light on the ceiling and instead only the small lamp on the night stand and the fairylights Louis had on the other side of his bed were illuminating the room.

He looked at the time on his phone and decided that they had waited long enough.

He got up and went to the room across the hall, quietly opening the door. "Lottie." He whisper shouted. He smirked when he got no answer, knowing she was fast asleep. He checked the twins next, getting no answer either. Last he went to Fizzy's room. It was the furthest from Louis' room and he doubted she would even hear anything.

On the other hand, the house wasn't that big and Louis didn't know how loud they would end up being. Harry seemed to get pretty loud if the blow job in the school bathroom was an indication. Louis tried not to think about it too much. They definitely had to at least try to keep as quiet as possible.

Louis was nervous when he returned to the room. Everyone was sleeping and now it could happen. Harry had seemed pretty eager.

When Louis stepped into the room Harry came out of the bathroom, just clad in boxers. Louis didn't bother putting anything more on either. Harry grinned at Louis a bit awkwardly. "So, are they sleeping?"

Louis nodded, checking out his boyfriend. He admired his still wet curls falling onto his shoulders, his collarbones, his nice biceps, the tummy where his abs began to define. Louis knew Harry had begun to work out, not really being pleased with the bit of chub there. But Louis thought it was perfect just the way it was, as cheesy as that sounded.

He didn't have much more time to admire his almost naked boyfriend because Harry answered, "Great." and closed the distace between them. He pulled Louis close by his arms, letting his hands linger on his biceps while Louis' hands found their place on Harry's waist.

Harry took the lead and connected their lips in a soft, calming kiss. Louis noticed Harry's hands were shaking a bit and smiled into the kiss at the thought that Harry might be even more nervous than he was.

"Are we doing this, Louis?" Harry mumbled, pulling back a bit to look into his eyes.

Louis smiled, "It's on you. Do you want this?" Harry nodded so Louis brought his hand up to run it through Harry's curls reassuringly, "Good. Then don't worry. I've only done it one time, all the way. And I know it will be thousand times better this time because it's with you."

Harry nodded and connected their lips again, a bit more rushed and needy this time but still in control. They roamed each others skin, exploring it, getting to know the (partly) unknown territory. Harry lead the shorter boy backwards until he hit the bed. Harry refused to let their lips unlink. Louis let Harry's tongue enter, tangling them together. They continued to snog on the edge of the bed, touching wherever they could reach and it was undeniable that they both were excited, given by the boners pressing against each other unassertively, but both were hesistant to make the next move.

Eventually, Harry grabbed the underside of Louis' knee, moving upwards on Louis' thigh, hitching him up in the process. Louis took the opportunity to pull himself up a bit, not letting go of the other boy. Harry took the hint, holding onto Louis' thigh while they worked their way up so their whole length was on the bed.

By the time they were placed like they wanted they were panting and worked up. Harry ground down, the first time determinedly, and Louis broke the kiss, throwing his head back, a moan falling from his lips. Then he remembered that he had to keep his noises as quiet as possible to not wake up his sisters.

"Fuck, I'm an awful big brother." Louis panted, groaning when Harry sucked on his exposed throat.

"You are." Harry mumbled against his neck, Louis feeling his lips moving against his skin.

The shorter boy slapped Harry's shoulder playfully, "You're not supposed to agree, meanie." Then he moaned when Harry ground his hard on against Louis', "Maybe we should stop." Louis tried to sould threatening but he knew he failed miserably. How could he when hot Harry was moving above him, almost naked.

Harry made his way up Louis' neck and jaw, nipping occasionally, "We both know you don't want that." To prove his point he ground particulary hard against Louis while nipping on his jaw, hitching one of Louis' legs up over his hip. "And we both know you're an amazing brother. You're sisters adore you." Harry reached Louis' lips and mumbled against them, "Now let's stop talking about your sisters while I'm about to fuck you."

With that he dove right into Louis' lips, not wasting time to move their lips desperately, tongue roaming Louis' mouth. Louis pulled back after a few seconds, "Wait, who said you would top?"

Harry pulled back to watch Louis' face closely, searching for signs how to take that, "Do you want to top?"

Louis shook his head, "No, I quite like it here. But I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't take that for granted. We will share that, okay?"

Harry smiled, "Of course. No top or bottom roles."

Louis smiled, thankful that they were on the same page, although he thought to himself that he preferred the bottom role. Not that he would admit it though. It would undoubtedly make him the girl in the relationship and he did not want Harry to have that satisfaction.

He used the hand in Harry's hair to pull him back down, their lips connecting again, the same desperate, rushed, hot paced, wet and fast movements. He used the leg around Harry's hip to pull him closer, not a sliver of air separating them. Louis' other hand wandered down his boyfriends sturdy back until it reached the waistband of Harry's boxers, trying to get it off with his leg and hand.

Harry got the message and cooperated, Louis' boxers soon following. Both of them groaned into each others mouth when their now bare members met, pulsating against each other. Louis reached for the nightstand where he had placed the necassary items, grabbing the lube.

"Harry." Louis mumbled against his lips and tapped the bottle agaist his shoulder. Harry pulled back a bit, seeing the lube and his eyes widened, "Would you like me to do it myself?" Louis whispered, "That's completely fine."

Harry shook his head, "I wanna do it." He grabbed the lube, kissing Louis shortly on the lips before sitting up. Louis' leg fell from Harry's hip, landing limply on the mattress. Harry took his ankle, lifting it and bending his knee so he got access to Louis' pink puckered hole. Harry gulped. It was strange, being so close to someone elses hole, but the whole scene, Louis under him sprawled out on the matress, exposing the most intimate part of his body to Harry, was incomparably pretty, erotic.

"It's okay, really, Haz. I can do it myself. This is the first time. I understand that-..." Louis tried to reassure him, mistaking his backpedalling as hesistation.

"No, no. I-... It's just," He gulped again, "You look beautiful like this." Harry confessed.

Louis giggled and blushed, throwing his arm over his eyes. "Oh my gosh."

Harry just grinned, happy that they were comfortable enough to laugh at such a moment. He opened the bottle and poured lube over his fingers clumsily, spreading it over his three fingers, letting some drip onto Louis' hip in the process, "Oops."

Louis just smiled at him foldly. Harry smiled back, but it dissolved into a look of concentration when he shuffled back a bit and touched Louis' hole with his pointer finger. He ran over it a few times before applying pressure carefully, too carefully to slip in. Harry frowned, wondering how much this would hurt Louis. When he still didn't dare to go further after a minute of silence Louis groaned, "Come on, Harry. What are you waiting for? Do you want to fuck me anytime this century?"

Harry looked up at Louis, "Sorry, but..." Louis raised his eyebrows questioningly. "How much is this gonna hurt for you?"

Louis' expression softened, "Harry, don't worry. I already did this one time, I know what to anticipate. And I know you won't go too rough, at least in the beginning." Harry looked back down, starting to sink a finger in hesistantly. "Don't worry too much, Haz." Louis said softly.

Louis was pretty relaxed so it wasn't too difficult for Harry to move the finger in and out. He gave Louis a questioning look and he nodded, so Harry added a second one, doing the same movement. "Harry, like this." Louis held a hand infront of Harry's face and spread his fingers. Harry did the same with his fingers in Louis, causing latter to hiss.

Harry paused his movements, "Are you okay?"

Louis nodded, "Yeah, yeah." After a few seconds of Harry resuming his movements Louis added, "You can add another."

Harry did, carefully first, twisting his wrist. He read about gay sex and knew that he had to find Louis' prostate in order to make it really pleasurable for him. And Harry wanted to do that, he really, really wanted to make Louis feel good. That's why he scissored his fingers, twisted his wrist, exploring.

Louis' breath had already picked up from the pleasure of his inner walls being stoked and arousal running through his veins, but it was nothing compared to the jerk his whole body made when Harry grazed the bundle of nerves. Harry looked at him confusedly and worried at first until Louis said, "There, there. Again."

Harry smirked and touched it again, directly this time. A high- pitched moan escaped Louis. It was beautiful for Harry. He watched fascinatedly as he jabbed the spot again, watching Louis go completely boneless on his fingers.

"Okay, okay, I'm-..." Louis chocked as Harry hit the spot again, loving the effect he had on Louis like this, "I'm ready Harry." It was just then that Harry registered the throbbing in his lower area again, much more intense than before due to his long state of arousal and the lack of attention to it.

"Okay, yeah." Harry said breathlessly, pulling his fingers out. He tried to open the condom package but his fingers were slippery and he failed. He blushed embarrassedly when Louis took it, rolling his eyes fondly. The embarrassment was forgotten when he felt Louis' hands on his member, rolling the condom on. Harry let out a low moan at the light friction for which he couldn't get himself to be embarrassed for because Louis started to cover him with lube, stoking him purposely slow.

After a while of Louis' torturous slow stoking Harry pushed his chest back and his hand slipped away in the process, "Okay, that's enough." He hovered over Louis and caught his lips in a hard, needy kiss. He held onto Louis' hips as Louis lifted his legs to encircle Harry's waist. Harry moaned deeply when their hips connected unadvertently. He panted heavily, hiding his face in Louis' neck, overwhelmed.

Louis noticed and teased, "You're not even inside me and you're already in your post orgasm state?"

"Shut up." Harry groaned, biting at Louis' neck, partly for punishment, partly because he wanted to mark him there. He pulled back a bit, Louis loosening the grip of his legs on Harry a bit to guide Harry to Louis' streched, shiny hole. Harry was like when he first tried with his fingers, carefully applying pressure, experimenting what it took for Louis' tight hole to give in. Louis grew impatient though, tightening his legs around Harry again, causing his head to slip in. Harry's eyes immediately fluttered shut and a moan escaped from deep in his throat as the thight heat enveloped him.

Louis hissed but let Harry continue to sink in slowly, carefully. Once Harry bottomed out, his hips completely meeting Louis', he layed his forehead against his boyfriend's, breathing heavily. "Are you good?" Harry panted.

"Yeah." Louis had to swallow before being able to talk again, "Feels good." Harry didn't answer, instead kissing Louis feverishly, waiting for Louis to adjust to the intrusion. Harry stroked his hands up and down Louis' sides softly, making goosebumps appear on Louis' skin. "Okay." Louis mumbled into Harry's lips.

Harry pulled his head back to look into his boyfriend's eyes, searching if they were on the same page. Louis nodded, confirming without word and Harry wasted no time. He moved his hips in small movements first, experimentally, more grinding than thrusting, while watching Louis' face closely.

Louis' grip with his legs was tight, like he was afraid that Harry would disappear. He tightened his grip around his boyfriend's shoulders, making their chests collide and their lips catch each other again. It seemed to encourage Harry, because while kissing Louis heavily and openmouthed again, his hips pulled back halfway and pushed back again. It knocked the air out of both of them. Harry repeated the action more cofidently, and they weren't able to keep their lips connected, Harry's head finding its place in Louis' neck again, this time sucking and marking at the other side.

Louis whimpered at a particulary hard thust, one of his legs slipping lower. Louis' whole body went boneless and he moaned loudly as the angle changed, "Fuck, right there, Harry, there." Harry nodded into Louis' neck, making his thusts harder, pulling out almost all the way before pushing back in, always aiming for Louis' spot. Louis, despite feeling boneless, began to move with him, meeting his thusts. They moved together almost effortlessly, panting and pleasured noises leaving them.

Louis' hands unwittingly scratched down Harry's back. Harry felt it, though, and it felt amazing, knowing there would be marks on the next day from what him and his boyfriend did, that he made Louis feel so good.

Louis felt Harry getting close as their rhythm got sloppy and he couldn't deny that he wouldn't last much longer either. He went to reach down to grip himself but him and Harry were too close and intertwined. Now that he payed attention to it though he wasn't even sure if he needed to touch himself to get over the edge since it already got friction from Louis and Harry moving together and Louis clutching him so tightly that there was almost no space between them.

"Lou- Louis, I'm close." Harry panted. Louis nodded, biting at Harry's neck. He felt Harry's hand still roaming all over Louis' body like he couldn't get enough. Not that Louis was complaining, it felt amazing. Harry's hand wandered down to his spine as Louis back arched off the mattress, then wandered back up. He carressed Louis so softly, contrasting his hard, harsh thrusts.

"Lou- Louis..." Louis purposely tightened around Harry and that was all it took for him to release into the condom. His hands had a tight grip on Louis' hips, surely leaving bruises there. While Harry rode out his high, Louis followed, cúmming all over their lower stomachs. It couldn't splash much higher due to Louis and Harry still being tightly pressed together.

They were tightly intertwined, panting into each others neck while trying to come down from their highs and getting their breaths back under control. After Harry succeeded at least mostly he lifted his head, looking down at Louis. They grinned lazily at each other and Harry dropped back down into the position they were before.

"Haz, babe. I think we have to move a bit." Louis said.

"Why?" Harry grumbled, "I quite like it how we are."

"Well, yeah, but firstly, we're sticky, secondly, you're crushing me and thirdly, you're still inside me." Louis reasoned.

Harry sighed heavily, "So?"

"Harry." Louis said warningly like he sometimes did to the girls when they took something and didn't want to give it back.

"Louis." Harry matched his tone.

"Harry." Louis whined this time.

Harry pouted but pushed himself up onto his hands, pulling out carefully, taking off the condom, tying it and throwing it into the direction of the dustbin, not caring whether it landed inside. Then he took the tissues from the nightstand and wiping up the most before doing the same to Louis. "Happy now?" He asked his boyfriend.

"Very." Louis grinned, reaching out for Harry, "Now cuddle."

Harry rolled his eyes, attempting to look annoyed but they both knew he wasn't, and he happily obliged, falling into Louis' arms and rolling to the side. Louis giggled and Harry grinned, pressing a kiss to Louis' nose, making him giggle harder. Harry knew Louis was a bit ashamed to giggle because it wasn't seen as 'manly' and Harry was happy that he got to hear this adorable sound.

Harry buried his face back into Louis' neck, Louis cuddling him closer. "That was amazing, Lou." Harry whispered.

He felt Louis smile against his bare shoulder, "I know."

"Have I told you that I love you?" Harry asked.

Louis giggled again, lighter and quieter this time, "Several times."

"I love you." Harry said anyways, slowly being pulled under by his tiredness.

"I love you too." Louis mumbled tiredly. "Should we brush our teeth now?"

"No." Harry's arms tightened around his waist, "Stay here."

"But Haz. We have to brush our teeth."

Harry shook his head, "I want to stay here with you." He grabbed Louis' blanket, covering the two of them, and Louis couldn't bring himself to stand up from the warmth of Harry and his bed, even if he wanted to.

So he didn't. Instead he pressed another kiss to his boyfriends' lips, "You're amazing." Harry smiled against his lips.

And if they made out another half an hour before going to sleep no one had to know.

A/N: Okay, this chapter is more than double of the length I normally do.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the smut (and everything else).

I love you guys<3