"I can't believe you made me agree on this" groaned Harry when they reached the Ice-Skating building.

"I can be very convincing" smirked Louis smugly and walked through the entrance door with Harry.

"But why do you wanna do this to me? I'm just gonna end up hurting my bum" whined Harry dramatically.

"As if you wouldn't like a little pain in your peachy bum" joked Louis dirtily, earning a slap from Harry.

"You're gonna get some pain in your bum in a second when you don't stop being a sexual idiot for one freaking moment" threatened Harry him but couldn't keep his smile long hidden.

"Wow, you're bossy today. Fine, I stop. Slowpoke" pouted Louis fakely.

"Wanker" tried Harry to sound mad but failed.

"Aren't we all?" snickered Louis immature, earning another slap from Harry. "Okay, okay".

Pulling himself together, Louis bought their tickets to the hall and got them their skates. On a light-brown wooden bench, they put on their shoes and tied them firmly. Louis offered Harry his hand, which he took gratefully, and then they stumbled over to the rink.

"I'm not so sure about this anymore" voiced Harry his doubtful thoughts.

"You weren't sure, to begin with, Baby" countered Louis.

"No, but I wanted to try it for you. Seeing the ice now I'm scared" admitted Harry fearfully.

"You don't have to be, Gorgeous. I'm right here with you and hold your hand. And if you fall, I'll fall with you. I never did this before either. Let's learn together" encouraged Louis his boyfriend enthusiastically.

"You're lucky I trust you blindly" huffed Harry but then put his one skate-covered foot on the ice rink.

"I'm really lucky" grinned Louis satisfied, steadying Harry's body with his own hands.

"It is so smooth" commented Harry on wobbly legs.

"That's ice for you" replied Louis cheekily, causing Harry to glare at him. "Okay. Look, you have my hand here and my other hand is safe on your waist. You can also hold onto the railing until you're steadier. No hassle, Baby. You don't even have to let go. Ever".

"And you're not gonna leave me here, falling face-first while you're out there being a real pro?" hooked Harry.

"Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do because I'm such a pro" snorted Louis sarcastically.

"Louis" wailed Harry.

"Haz, I'm not good at this either. I'm taking a lot of baby steps and won't drive off like a pro because I can't even do this. And by the way, even if I were able to do this I wouldn't leave you all by yourself here to let you injure your precious bum or face, Darling" clarified Louis surely.

"You have a thing for my bum, huh?" checked Harry amused.

"What can I say? I'm only a man" grinned Louis sheepishly.

"A very tiny man" laughed Harry carefreely.

"Aye! You want me to let you fall down, Harold? Maybe I'm too tiny to help you" protested Louis fakely offended.

"Nah, your size is perfect" shook Harry his head with a satisfied grin.

"Did you just make a sexual innuendo?" gasped Louis in shock.

"Maybe I did" was Harry now full-on grinning.

"I'm so proud of you. You grew up so fast" wiped Louis away a fake tear like the drama queen he was.

"Shut up, Lewis. You're always so dramatic" nudged Harry Louis' arm, almost falling down by doing so.

"First of all, I'm a drama student. What do you expect? And second, never call me Lewis again or I swear you're gonna regret it later" stated Louis firmly.

"Make me shut up. I'm not afraid of you, tiny" challenged Harry him playfully.

"Are we getting ahead of ourselves now?" breathed Louis hotly out before kissing Harry right on the spot, making him gasp into Louis' mouth.

And for the first time in his whole life, Louis didn't give a single fuck about all those unknown people around, who could possibly judge him for his feelings. He only cared about Harry.

"Now move your sexy ass a little bit" slapped Louis Harry lightly on the bum when they broke away from the kiss.

"Aye!".

Still very unsteady on his legs, Harry skated a bit more along the rink with Louis. Harry's one hand was clawed into the railing and the other was clutching Louis' arm. Louis himself wasn't that steady on his legs either, but he got better by the second. The more laps they mastered the better he got until he even got to the point where he could skate fearlessly next to Harry, only focusing on him and steadying him because he was still wobbly. Bits.

After more than two hours with little breaks in between, Harry seemed to be almost completely steady on his legs. They intertwined their fingers and skated hand in hand across the rink. The sparkle in Harry's eyes was all Louis needed to come to the conclusion that this was a great success. For Louis himself it was. Never would he have thought there would come a day when he could enjoy time with his boyfriend outside amongst strangers in a carefree and unafraid way. He was proud of himself.

When their stomachs didn't stop growling, they decided it was time to leave for today. They wanted to eat somewhere else. With rosy cheeks and shining eyes, they stepped down from the rink to take off their skates. Suddenly Harry's phone started ringing.

"That's my Mum," said Harry as he looked on the screen.

"Answer it. Best outside. The signal here is bad. I'm gonna take care of the rest" told Louis him softly.

"Thanks. See you outside" kissed Harry his cheek and then went outside.

Dreamily, Louis looked after him until he was outside. Then he took both pairs of skates and brought them back to the rental. He stuffed their gloves and woolly socks into his blue backpack and adjusted his beanie on his head. With a last look over the rink and all the great moments playing through his head, Louis finally left the building just to be met with a sight that made his blood boil in his veins.

Harry's phone was lying on the sidewalk and Harry was cornered by three tall and bright-built guys. Two of them Louis recognised. A long time ago those two jerks had insulted Zayn and Louis on their way to the club for being cuddled up into each other because Louis was feeling low that day and loved Zayn's cuddles in general. Now they were intimidating his boyfriend and no one around them seemed to care. Last time, Louis felt like utter shit after the encounter. This time, all Louis felt was pure anger and the need to punch someone.

"What did you just say, Fag Boy? No one talks back to me" pressed the one unknown guy Harry against the outer wall of the building, fisting part of his hair.

"Excuse me?! What the fuck is going on?! Hands off my boyfriend. Now" marched Louis over to them, pissed off.

"So, you're the boyfriend heeled-boots fag warned me about, huh? Pretty tiny" let the guy go of a whimpering Harry and eyed Louis up and down in a very judgemental voice and Louis was getting angrier by the second.

For many reasons. One, no one was allowed to call him tiny and put him down for it just because they were brainless giants. Two, no one should even dare to mock Harry's boots when he was near. Yes, Louis teased him about it too because he was sure Harry only wore them to tease Louis about their height difference but that was beside the point now. And three, no one would survive after touching Harry like this.

"What did you just say?" growled Louis lowly at that guy.

"Are you deaf, dwarf?" snarled that guy back.

"I remember you" spoke one of the other guys up. "You're that thick dude who was all cuddled up with that other guy, but it wasn't the wimp over there".

"Oh yeah, now that you say it" seemed the other boy to remember him too now. "What happened to your other loverboy? Was he bored and you had to downgrade to this?".

"Your boyfriend's a slut as it seems. That's tough" cackled the third boy into Harry's face and pressed him back against the wall harshly.

"Ey, don't touch me, asshole!" exclaimed Harry and tried to swat that boy's hands away.

"You're getting brave now, mh?" tightened that boy his grip on Harry.

"I said hands off my boyfriend" pulled Louis that boy roughly away from Harry, which caused that dude to fall over his own feet and crash on the sidewalk.

Quickly, that boy jumped back onto his feet and lunged for Louis, who just dodged the hit and instead punched the guy in the face, making him stumble backwards in pain. His two friends just ran away and left him alone. Cowards.

"That's what you get for lying your hands on my soulmate, you bastard" glared Louis at the boy with the now bleeding nose with pure hatred. He felt Harry behind him and intertwined their hands on his right side.

"Soulmate, huh?" croaked the boy out, still holding his nose.

"Yes, soulmate. You have a problem with that?" hissed Louis madly at him.

"Indeed, I have. Soulmates are supposed to be straight and make babies and not be fags like you, little twink" said that boy and Louis felt Harry stiffen behind him at the word twink, knowing how Louis could react to it. But Louis only felt one thing. Pure anger and annoyance.

"Oi, shut up! You're gonna stay lonely forever with an attitude like that. Don't piss on us because of your sorrow, Mr Lonely" was Louis fed up by now and so done with this pathetic guy.

"I'm not ...".

"Get lost" cut Louis him off with a low snarl.

Defeated, the guy finally went his way and left Harry and Louis alone. As soon as he was out of sight, Louis turned around to Harry and inspected him, making sure he was unharmed. Harry just stared blankly at him.

"Haz, are you okay?" frowned Louis concerned.

"Lou, you just stood up for me and yourself. You defended me although he called you that. I'm speechless" was Harry trying to wrap his head around what had happened.

"I simply protected what's mine. He was just being pathetic, and no one lays a hand on you when I'm around" stated Louis determined.

"You're my hero. Thank you, Louis" fell Harry around his neck.

"You tried to fight them too, Baby. I saw that. You talked back and didn't give in to them. You were really brave" mumbled Louis into Harry's soft hair.

"But it wasn't enough to stop them from insulting me" pointed Harry out and let go of Louis.

"No, but for this, you have me" cupped Louis Harry's face into his hands.

"I love you so much" sniffled Harry slightly.

"Not as much as I love you" and with that Louis kissed him softly, not caring about the world around them.

On their way back home Harry texted his mother to tell her he was okay and they grabbed something to eat, two pizzas, and snuggled up on Louis' bed as soon as they arrived home with their food. They shared their pizzas and couldn't stop themselves from kissing in between. Often.

"Oh, by the way, I finally finished that book. You still wanna know how it ends?" said Harry as he finished his last slice of pizza.

"Wait, are you talking about that one book of Violetta you bought months ago?" hooked Louis perplexed.

"Yes. One Year To My Freedom. I'm done now" confirmed Harry his guess with a nod.

"You remember that I wanted to know how it ends?" questioned Louis shocked.

"Of course, I do. I remember everything you ever said to me that was important or utter bullshit" nuzzled Harry his nose into Louis' neck from where he was lying in his arms with his own arms wrapped around Louis' middle.

"Wow, that's impressive. I even almost forgot that myself" was Louis positively stunned.

"I know. So, you wanna know the ending now?" blew Harry a kiss against Louis' neck.

"No, gonna read it myself" breathed Louis out with his eyes closed.

"Okay. Just gonna say it got me emotionally done a few times. Now I'm about to start her longest books yet. Island Circle. Have around 100 chapters and they're pretty long" informed Harry him while changing between licking and sucking on Louis' neck.

"You mean that magic one? Sounded good. Magic is always nice" tried Louis to steady his breathing but Harry's touch was driving him crazy.

"I know a different kind of magic that could be really nice" attached Harry his lips now on Louis' sharp collarbones, making him fall back down flatly on the bed with his back with Harry hovering above him.

"I like this kind of magic" buried Louis his hands in Harry's hair.

"You're gonna do a little magic to me then?" ghosted Harry his lips over Louis' lips.

"No" felt Louis himself harden in his pants.

"Sure about that? Your little friend begs to differ" cupped Harry Louis' dick through his pants, making him moan.

"Yes, I'm sure bec ...".

"What? Why?" cut Harry him off, stopping his movements with a pout on his plumb lips.

"I wasn't finished yet. I was about to say because I wanna bottom tonight" revealed Louis to him.

"What really? But you never ...".

"I'm sure, Love. With you being so seductive and in charge already I wanna give myself to you now" interrupted Louis him again surely.

In the time between their first time and today, Harry had always been the bottom, but Louis had told him before they would share because they were equal. Today he wanted to bottom for once, not really knowing where this came from.

"So, you want me to ...?" trailed Harry off unsure.

"Yes, make a little magic to me, if you want to" nodded Louis calmly.

"Sure. I wanna make you feel as good as you always make me feel" rushed Harry out.

"No. That sounds like too much pressure on yourself. Do what feels right. I trust you and you know that" pointed Louis out advisingly.

"I know" kissed Harry him.

Quickly, they got rid of their clothes until they were left completely naked with Harry kissing all over Louis' body, making him feel loved and admired. While licking over Louis' waiting hole, Harry covered three of his fingers in lube and Louis spread his legs further apart to give him better access. Before dipping the tip of his finger inside, Harry pushed his tongue slightly into Louis, causing Louis to rock down on his tongue.

"Shit, feels so good" moaned Louis at the feeling of Harry's tongue inside of him, that he barely felt Harry pushing his first finger in.

"God, you're so tight" breathed Harry out as he started pushing his finger in and out simultaneously with his tongue.

"Another" rocked Louis down on Harry's tongue and finger.

Dazed by the feeling, Harry added a second finger and curled them inside of Louis to spread him more open. Over and over again, he let his tongue slide in with his now three fingers, which made Louis moan loudly.

"Haz, I need you. Now" panted Louis out, already way too close to the edge.

Blissfully, Harry pulled his fingers back, wiped them clean on the sheets and lubed his dick up. Pressing a soft kiss to Louis' lips and tracing his fingers over his curves, Harry positioned himself in front of Louis' hole.

"Ready?" checked Harry one last time, faces close.

Louis nodded with blown pupils and so Harry pushed his dick slowly inside and at the same time kissed Louis again to ease the pain he was in right now. After bottoming out, Harry focused only on kissing Louis gently, wiping a single tear away. The kissing became deeper when Louis started to thrust his hips up, taking Harry's dick in even deeper. Automatically, Harry moved his hips, thrusting in and out of Louis at a steady pace.

The pleasure he was receiving was indescribable to Louis. The feeling of his Harry inside of him, filling him up completely and taking care of him for a change was ... overwhelming and just everything. No matter what Harry was giving to him it always amazed Louis. Every longing look, every lovely word, every tight cuddle, every soft kiss, every tender touch. This now with Harry's hands all over him, touching him in every possible spot, with Harry still kissing him deeply and Harry's dick pushing in and out of him was just an overload of emotions and feelings to Louis. Something he would never be able to describe, even if he tried.

"I'm so close" warned Louis Harry pantingly.

"Me too" rocked Harry his hips faster against Louis, hitting his prostate again with the tip of his dick.

"Shit, I'm about to ...".

"Come for me, Lou" murmured Harry sexily.

This sent Louis over the edge and he came on both of their chests. Harry followed shortly after with a cry of Louis' name falling from his lips and releasing into the condom. They rode out their Highs before Harry pulled out, making Louis hiss in slight pain because he was sore and sensitive now.

With a heavy and rapid breathing, Louis looked up and was met with Harry staring down at him fondly. They shared a soft kiss before Harry stood up to get a wet cloth and clean Louis up. They both glanced down at the now dirty sheets and let out a little chuckle.

"Now it's good that we have two beds in one room," said Harry lightly.

"What do you ...?" wanted Louis to ask but was cut off when Harry picked him up into his arms, both still naked, and carried him over to Harry's bed.

"Much better" smiled Harry as he put Louis down and climbed into bed under the covers next to him.

"Cuddle me" made Louis grabby hands at Harry like a baby because he was tired and exhausted and a baby.

"My Baby" sighed Harry out happily when he pulled Louis into his arms, their limbs immediately tangling up together under the sheets.

"I'm not a baby. You are my Baby" protested Louis weakly and buried his head into Harry's chest.

"Sure, Sunshine" brushed Harry his hand through Louis' hair.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Baby. I love you" curled Louis up more into Harry's side, his words muffled by Harry's chest.

"Thank you for being you. I love you, too" kissed Harry Louis' forehead lightly.

All cuddled up and warm under the covers, they became sleepy. Harry's smell was intoxicating to Louis and he felt himself wanting more and more of it. He definitely wasn't used to being the little spoon in their relationship, but Louis felt safe, loved and cared for in Harry's arms. With that being his last thought, Louis drifted off to sleep.

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