Alright so this chapter is more than 1500 words of smut (except for the last paragraph or so). So if you're not comfortable with that then don't read it :)

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Louis

"Love these jeans on you" Harry murmurs against my lips. "Make your ass and thighs look so fùcking good. Such a shame they have to go."

With that, he pops open the button and pulls down the zipper to get me out of my black skinny jeans. With a little struggle (they are really tight ok) they finally come off and I groan at the feeling of my còck no longer being restricted. Harry kneels above me, scanning my whole body like a lion looking at his prey. "So sexy, baby. You are absolutely stunning."

Thanks to my already flushed cheeks, he doesn't notice my blush. I roll my eyes, mutter a quiet "Shut up" and flip us over so that I am now on top of him. Harry's green eyes darken when I start to roll my hips right on his crotch, his hands tightening on my naked waist, surely leaving bruises but I couldn't care less.

Still moving my hips, I lean down to the curly haired man, cradling his sharp jawline and sucking on the spot where his shoulder and neck meet. Harry lets out a low moan and I feel his thick length twitch beneath my bum, making me grin.

"Come on, baby. Get my pants off," I hear his voice. I nod, getting lower so I'm on eye level with the bulge in his jeans, I quickly open his jeans and (again with struggle since Harry seems to wear even tighter pants than me) shove them down and off his legs. Crawling up, I lower my head to press little kisses on his clothed dîck, feeling it pulse beneath my light touches. Harry groans and slips his left hand in my feathery hair, tugging carefully. I look up with a cheeky smile on my lips while fondling his heavy balls in my hand through his black Calvin Klein boxers, holding my weight up with the other.

"You like that, daddy?"
He nods. "Love it, darling. Come up here so I can finger you open."
"Okay, daddy" I let out happily, crawling up so our chest are aligned perfectly and we can look into each other's eyes. I don't waste a second before crashing our lips together, moving mine rapidly and opening my mouth to let his tongue enter. I hum contentedly before feeling a warm hand on my bum cheeks, the thumb hooked beneath the waistband.

Getting impatient, I wiggle it a little in Harry's hold. "C'mon, daddy" I whine, tucking my face into his neck and grazing my teeth against his soft skin before starting to suck another bruise into it. "Shhh baby, I've got you, yeah? No need to be needy, I'll give you what you want," his low voice murmurs into my ear, making goosebumps rise on my skin.

Harry hooks his chin over my shoulder and sets a soft kiss on my skin there before shoving my tight boxer off me completely. An approving hum comes from him, clasping one cheek in his hand, giving it a squeeze. "Love your bum, baby boy. Can't wait to have my cøck in it." My freed dìck twitches at that, blurting a bit of preçome onto Harry's hip tattoo and I let out a (absoloutely not pathetic sounding) whine.

He then finally coats his fingers with lube before using his left thumb and pointer finger to spread my cheeks, giving his right hand free accress to my hole.
I let out another little whine when cool air hits me on my most intimate spot.

After making quick work of stretching me for his cøck, Harry turns us around again before getting out of his boxers, making his hard leaking length spring free against his toned abs. He quickly slips a condom on before I hook my legs around his hips and take his face into my hands.
His dark curls are everywhere, there is sweat building at his hairline and pupils are blown. With a crooked grin, he gives me a quick kiss, nibbling on my bottom lip.

"Are you ready?"
"Have been ready since the first time I saw a picture of you."
Harry lets out a short laugh, shaking his head a little before answering "Well, good thing then that the first time I saw your face on the collage I knew I had to have you."
I quirk an eyebrow. "In your bed?"
Harry smiles softly, giving me a peck on the corner of my mouth. "That too."

I laugh shortly before wiggling my hips, makin his still hard dìck catch at my rim. "Come on then, my popstar, fūck me."
"As you wish, sweetcheeks."

With that, he carefully guides his length into my stretched hole, sinking into my tight heat.
Feeling his pulsing cõck in me, I let out an airy moan, throwing my head back. "Shìt, it's been too long since I've had a big cóck in me. Missed it so much."
"Yeah?" Harry retorts, snapping his hips so that his full length is in me now. "Feels good, doesn't it. Love your tight heat wrapping around me. Could cum just from your walls clenching around me and that look on your face. Fúck, you are the most beautiful boy I've ever seen."

He stares at me in what seems to be wonder and amazement, making me blush and pull his face down for a long kiss.

"I'm ready. Fùck me now, daddy."
Harry lets out a low groan at that and pulls out so that only the tip is in me before snapping his hips back and sinking into me again. We both moan at the feeling.
Holding his weight with his left arm right next to my head, Harry lets his right hand travel down my body before stopping at my waist, grpping tightly and holding me close to his moving body above mine.

"Fūck Louis, you feel so good," he groans after I clenched on one particulary hard thrust. "Not gonna last long."
"Me neither" I gasp, digging my fingers into his back and scratching the soft skin. "D-daddy, fūck."
I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, so I move one hand from Harry's back to my nipples to play with the hard nubs. When Harry sees that, he delivers an even harder thrust to my prostate, making me scream high in my throat. "You look so good playing with yourself, baby. Making yourself cum, hm? So good for daddy."
"O-oh god, Harry. Faster, harder, pl-please."
He picks up his speed, hitting the bundle of nerves inside me again and again.

I feel sweat drip down my whole body, everything feels so hot, so good. Only the sound of skin slapping against skin is heard in the dim room, mixed with Harry's low and my breathy moans. I feel the blood rushing in my ears, feel the droplets of precøme blurt out of my slit, feel the soft bed sheets against my sweaty back, feel the heat coiling in my lower abdomen, feel Harry's hands grasping my own and holding them next to my head, linked together.

"Close, daddy," I whisper, blinking up at him. His face is red, flushed cheeks with sweat droplets in his hair. Harry brings his mouth down to my mouth for a quick kiss before murmuring a Me too back.
With that, his right hand comes down to stroke my hard cøck, making me whimper and throw my head back from the feeling.

"Come on then, baby," I hear Harry's breathy voice, indicating he is close as well. "Come for me."
I let out a high scream when I finally release, my díck squirting white ropes of cum onto my stomach, my muscles clenching.
Harry comes just a few thrusts later, spilling his load into the condom. He groans lowly a Lou before collapsing on top of me, making me huff from his weight.

"Shìt, sorry, did I hurt you?" His panicked voice sounds and he tries to quickly get off me but I just tsk and pull him back. "No you didn't, you big oaf" I giggle. "Please stay right here, I like it."
"Alright then." I can practically hear Harry's smile even though his face is tucked into my neck where he peppers little kisses over the sensitive skin.

After a couple of minutes of us both calming down from our highs, Harry carefully pulls his soft dîck out, making me shudder at the feeling of emptiness. He throws the condom away, then goes into the bathroom which gives me the prefect view of his muscled back and his cute little bum.

A few moments later, Harry comes back into the bedroom, looking at me with a soft smile. "I started a bath, if that's okay with you?"
I grin, nodding happily and stretching my arms out for him to carry me. Harry gets the message, chuckling lowly before wrapping me in his arms and carrying me bridal style to the bathroom, earning him a kiss to the jawline.

I don't know how long we sit in the hot water, just enjoying the comfortable silence, chatting from time to time about everything on our minds. I just remember resting on a broad chest, my body curled perfectly against Harry's, his hands playing with my hair.
I just want to rest my tired eyes for a couple of seconds, but before I realise it, I'm already falling asleep to the heartbeat of Harry Styles.

THEY DID IT GUYSSSS

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