I'll tell you already this one has multiple parts, so the fun is just beginning.

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"We shouldn't be here."

Louis rolled his eyes and pushed Zayn, with hands on the boy's hips, away from the front door and into Harry's large, open foyer. "He's gone for two days, Zee. And I told him I'd stop by and like water plants and feed his cat and whatever."

"You didn't tell him we'd be staying here and using his stuff. I'm sure that wasn't on his list of favours."

Louis popped up on his toes to kiss behind Zayn's ear. "Well, if he doesn't want me taking advantage of his kindness, then he shouldn't have let me have a key."

Louis' hands slid to the front of Zayn's jeans, but before he could get far Zayn stopped his boyfriend's movement. He turned in Louis' arms and laughed as he pulled Louis' face to his, lips brushing together. "He'll kill us."

"He. Won't. Know," Louis chanted before closing the space and kissing Zayn.

Zayn was shaking his head but smirking as he pulled Louis to the couch, falling down and letting Louis fall after him to straddle his lap. "We are going to make a mess of this place; I can feel it."

"One can only hope," Louis teased as his hands slid down Zayn's shirt to his lap. He connected their lips again as he tucked his fingers under the soft cotton and popped open the button and zipper of Zayn's trousers. When he couldn't get his jeans past his hips, Louis mumbled, "Gonna help or should I do all the work."

Zayn just laughed and flipped them over so he was laying over Louis of the couch. "Actually, considering how good you were to me last time, I think I'll do the work." Zayn pushed his bottoms off and came back to Louis' lap. "If I'm going to hell, I might as well enjoy the ride."

Louis laughed, bright and happy, as he rolled his hips up into Zayn's ass. "Come on," he complained, still grinning. "Look at you- fuck." His hands roamed over Zayn's sides and hips, pushing his shirt around under his fingers. "Get me naked, babe."

Zayn pushed Louis' shirt up his body, and went to work on his trousers as Louis tossed it away. That might be one of Zayn's favorite things to do: pull Louis' jeans off his body. They slid off his thick thighs like gloves, revealing golden skin and supple muscle. Then, when Louis was naked, Zayn could grip his legs in his hands and kiss the bare skin. He loved the different sizes of Louis' body. His waist was so small but his ass was round and full. He had these thin ankles but thick dick.

Zayn gave appropriate appreciation to each and every part, kissing and nibbling first his ankles, then calves, then thighs, and finally pressing his lips to the base of Louis' semi. He wrapped his long fingers around Louis' wide shaft and tugged his foreskin up and over the head and back down. "Gonna ride you, Lou."

Louis bucked into Zayn's fist, hand planting harshly on Zayn's chest. "Now? I thought we weren't even supposed to be here," Louis teased.

Zayn nodded, seeming to agree. "I guess you're right. I'll just-" He started to get off the couch, but Louis' eyes went wide and he grabbed Zayn's wrist and pulled him down on top of him.

"Not a chance."

Zayn bit at Louis' jaw. "That's what I thought." The taller boy spread his legs and led Louis' hand around him. "Are you going to open me up?"

Louis played the pad of his middle finger down the middle of Zayn's cheeks. "We need lube."

Zayn hummed in agreement and leaned down to the floor, Louis holding him by the waist so he didn't fall, to grab his jeans, and a moment later he was wielding a small foil packet that Louis recognized instantly. "I figured we'd need it," Zayn informed him.

"I'm not sure whether to be offended or relieved you thought I'd be easy."

Zayn settled back on top of Louis and said, "Why don't you put something inside me and figure it out on your own time."

Louis ripped open the packet behind Zayn's back while he laughed. "Alright, pushy."

"Not pushing anything yet."

Louis barked a laugh and tried to keep the clear liquid off Zayn's tee and on his fingers. "You're the worst." He dropped the packet onto the floor and reached between Zayn's cheeks, slicking him up and massaging circles against his rim. Zayn moaned lowly and wiggled back into Louis' fingers. Louis responded by pushing his first finger in, whispering a reverent, "fuck," into Zayn's neck.

Zayn rocked his hips, helping Louis open him up enough to add another finger. When he did, Zayn arched his back and let his mouth drop open in a quiet, silted moan. "Come on," he urged, and Louis pumped his fingers into Zayn harder, pulling him open.

"Haz would kill me," Louis mused as he scissored his fingers inside his boyfriend, "if he knew."

"He'll never know," Zayn answered, pulling Louis' fingers out gingerly and placing himself over his cock. "Right?" He raised a brow and waited, suspended above him with Louis' dick in his hand.

"Yeah, 'course, babe." He thumbed the underside of Zayn's prick. "Now sit on it, love." Zayn punched Louis in the chest, making his laugh turn to a grunt of pain. Louis bit down on his smile and smoothed his hands over Zayn's sides. "I love you. I'm kidding. Please don't take away sex for a week again."

Zayn scrunched up his nose and punched Louis' nipple. "You're eating me out first chance."

Louis nodded, smile returning in full glory. "Of course I am."

Zayn hummed, not quite convinced, and lowered unceremoniously down on Louis' length. The blue-eyed boy gasped and gripped Zayn's thighs at the sudden tight heat. "I love how easy it is to shut you up."

Louis groaned, loud and obnoxious on purpose, before saying, "Give me a couple bounces and you'll have me loud again."

Zayn tilted his lips into a half smile and swiveled his hips, making Louis dig his fingers deeper into Zayn's thigh, before leaning down and brushing his lips against the boy under him. "You always are."

Louis moved his hands up to Zayn's waist and pushed his hips up into him. "Stop teasing, Zee," he whined.

Zayn twined his fingers into Louis' hair and pulled and he rocked his hips, using the hold for leverage. Louis kept his hands on Zayn but let his boyfriend have control. He didn't know how long Zayn would ride him before complaining that he wanted to be turned over and pampered, so he'd take what he could get for now.

Zayn's thighs were flexing, his chest heaving, and arms shifting as he moved, bounced, on Louis' cock. The collar of his shirt was starting to turn a shade darker with sweat, so Louis lifted it up and threw it to the floor, hands finding the newly exposed skin. Louis could see the darker boy losing his energy so he spread his legs and planted his feet in the couch cushions, holding Zayn by his small waist while he thrust up into him.

Zayn slapped his hands down on Louis' chest to steady himself against the force of Louis under him, and a long, trickling moan fell from him lips. His hair was falling in his face and his stomach was tightening, but Zayn squeezed around Louis and arched his back, hoping to hold off until Louis came.

Louis was barreling faster and faster towards his edge, with Zayn rolling with his thrusts and squeezing on his cock. He pulled Zayn down on him, burying himself inside his boyfriend, as he shivered through his orgasm. Zayn made small circles with his hips, coaxing Louis through it, until the smaller boy groaned and stilled him.

Zayn took Louis' wrists in hand and pulled off before scooting forward, up his chest, and settling just under his arms. Louis raised a brow in question but was quickly answered when the brown-eyed boy repositioned one of Louis' hands between his cheeks and the other around his dick.

Louis pushed two fingers inside him and moaned at the feeling of his own cum filling Zayn up as he jacked him off over his face. Zayn roamed his hands over Louis' neck and shoulders while he let Louis lead him towards his release. When Zayn tightened, hard, on his fingers, Louis opened his mouth and waited while Zayn shot warm cum over his lips and cheeks.

Zayn moaned through it, hips rocking of their own accord as he watch Louis decorate his own face with Zayn's spunk. He didn't even wait until he'd fully come down to swipe his fingers across Louis' cheek and put them in his own mouth. Zayn sucked the taste of himself off his digits before falling back on Louis' body, legs hanging off the arm of the couch and head resting on his thigh.

Louis spanked Zayn's bum, since it was so available and right there. "Off me, you log. We're gross."

Zayn groaned but rolled off, landing with his feet flat on the ground and looking down at a disheveled Louis. "I think you look great like that."

Louis just pinched his thigh and got up to go to the bathroom to clean up. Zayn followed, both boys naked and satiated, with Louis' cum trickling down his thigh.