Larry One-shot influenced by Anon’s prompt.
Warnings: drunk!louis, sexytimes
Word count: 1,485
Harry slowly unlocked the door to the flat, hoping not to wake up a presumably sleeping Louis. The sharp click of the lock made him wince, and he let out a sharp breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. He closed his eyes, mentally cursing himself for staying out too late in the first place.
He slipped through the door, surprised to see a light on at the end of the hall. He glanced down at his phone, the time reading as 3 am. He furrowed his eyebrows, cautiously approaching the end of the hall. The main bathroom light was on, and the door was left open slightly ajar. He could just make out the bottom half of Louis’ crumpled form on the linoleum floor.
“Louis…?” he opened the door a quarter of the way, which wouldn’t budge past due to Louis being in the way. Harry sighed deeply at his friend’s disheveled sleeping state. He gently nudged Louis’ legs out of the way so he could enter. He smirked devilishly in regard to the circumstances this time.
Usually it was him sprawled out in Louis’ place, after a hard night of drinking and fun. And as always, Louis would come in to clean him up and put him to bed. He’d even wake up in the morning to the smell of bacon. The recollection made Harry smile. It was a real treat when Louis cooked, which was very seldom. It was about time he returned the favour.
He gently hooked his arm through Louis’, lifting him up with a little difficulty. He shook his curly fringe out of his eyes, leaning Louis up against the counter. He awkwardly brushed Louis’ teeth, and wiped his face with a cool damp cloth. When he was satisfied and finished fretting over the young man in his arms, he lifted his best friend up bridal style and brought him into Harry’s own room.
He gradually let the slumbering boy down on top of the big duvet covers. He stood there, staring down at his Boo bear. His gaze glided down the unconscious angelic man before him. Seeing Louis so vulnerable and delicate pulled at his heartstrings. He really cared for the boy.
He started undressing Louis, starting with his shoes and socks. When he rid him of nearly everything, he hesitated at the belt and zipper. He felt a twinge of guilt all of a sudden. He thought it would be wrong to see Louis completely in the nude without his consent. He shook his head, lightly scolding himself for being so ridiculous. He was just helping his friend out. Even if he was extremely attracted to his incredibly gorgeous, genuine, blue eyed…
Harry nervously ran his fingers through his tousled locks.
Friend. That’s how it has to be.
He slowly unhinged the leather belt, earning him a deep sigh from Louis. He froze, trying to think up something, anything to say in defense to Louis. But he didn’t wake up. Harry could practically hear his racing heartbeat echo off the walls. After nearly what seemed like forever, the curly haired boy continued his ministrations.
As he slowly shimmied the jean fabric off of Louis’ hips, he felt his breath hitch. As on cue to the impure thoughts flowing through his mind, Louis groaned.
Oh. My. God.
That certainly didn’t help the growing situation in Harry’s pants. He licked his lips, feeling rather parched at the moment. He nervously gulped. He couldn’t help but dwell on the groan. As much as he tried to reason otherwise with himself, he couldn’t ignore that it was definitely a groan of pleasure.
Once more, he continued to tug the pants down from Louis’ legs, throwing them randomly behind him. He then discarded his own clothing in the corner of the room, leaving only his boxers on. Kneeling over Louis, he reached to pull a blanket over the two of them.
“Mmmm” Louis moaned rather loudly, subconsciously wrapping his arms around Harry’s now tensed torso. Harry nervously licked his lips again. To save Lou from later embarrassment in the morning (as well as to save Harry from being smothered), he gently nudged his bedmate in the ribs. Not that he was expecting him to actually wake up after so much heavy drinking.
Harry tried prying Louis’ vice grip apart, earning another moan from Lou. Harry let out another deep sigh of frustration and defeat. I may as well enjoy it while it lasts. As that last thought slipped off his figurative tongue, Louis cracked open an eyelid. Shit.
“Hey there” Louis’ voice was raspy and faint. Harry felt like a deer caught in headlights.
“Er…hi” Harry bit the inside of his cheek.
To his surprise, Louis smiled, and nuzzled his head over Harry’s hammering heart. There were a few moments of silence before Louis spoke again. “You smell nice”
If it was anymore possible, Louis tightened his grip around the startled brunette. Harry gulped nervously as his growing erection pressed against Louis’ thigh, which was now draped over Harry’s legs. Louis shifted a little, and Harry couldn’t help the moan that left his parted lips. He felt Louis smirk against his chest. Louis slithered his hand across the other boy’s chest, ghosting it down over Harry’s groin. The confined brunette let out another, much louder moan.
Louis propped himself up on an elbow, taking in Harry’s content state with hungry eyes. Louis was a horny drunk, which is why he always made sure to drink responsibly. This time he didn’t, on purpose.
“You like that?” he brushed his nimble fingers over Harry’s hard-on again; applying more pressure, but not very much.
Harry couldn’t stand much more teasing, so he went for it. He rolled over top of Louis placing both of his hands on either side of Lou’s head. Louis smirked up at him, raising a quizzical eyebrow. Harry growled in response, grinding down on Lou’s own erection. Louis’ eyes shut closed as he arched his hips up to Harry’s. Harry lowered his lips next to Lou’s ear.
“Are you horny for me, Tomlinson?” When he didn’t receive an answer, he nipped at Lou’s earlobe playfully, earning a gasp. He raised his hips farther up, so Louis’ thrusts couldn’t meet his. Lou growled in frustration. Louis slipped his hands up, resting on Harry’s cheeks. He glanced into those bright green orbs, before smashing his lips to Harry’s open mouth.
Harry sighed into the kiss, indistinctly tasting mint mixed with alcohol. He pressed his tongue against Lou’s plump bottom lip, granted with entrance. As they fought for dominance, Harry reached down to stroke Lou’s hard-on. Louis gasped at the unanticipated gesture. Cheater.
Harry looked down into Lou’s half-lidded eyes, silently asking for permission. Lou nodded quickly, excited for what was to come. Harry hitched his fingers in the waist of Lou’s boxers, tugging them off. Harry lowered down, blowing on the tip of Lou’s cock.
“Don’t tease, Haz”
Harry gradually took Louis between his wet lips, swirling his tongue around the tip. Louis arched off the bed, thrusting his hips forward. Harry retreated a bit.
“Hazza, please” Louis whimpered.
Harry preceded taking in Lou’s full length, bobbing up and down. Louis thrusts became more frequent, and eventually slowed. He pushed a confused Harry back, giving him a sassy wink. He slid Harry’s boxers off, taking Harry’s cock in his hands. Harry’s head fell back as he moaned in bliss. He cried out in complaint when Louis stopped.
“Do you want to fuck me, Harry?” Harry just groaned. Feeling that was the closest to a yes he would get, Louis straddled Harry’s hips. Harry suddenly flipped them both over, giving Louis his notorious cheeky grin. Harry reached over, grabbing lube from his drawer, pouring a substantial amount into his palm. Louis spread his legs open in waiting. Harry looked back up into Lou’s eyes as he gently pushed in.
Louis hissed at the intrusion, but soon relaxed. He nodded his head weakly, signally for Harry to move.
Louis moaned as Harry hit his prostate over and over in perfect rhythm. Harry crashed his lips back to Louis’. Harry sped up, rocking hard into Louis. Closing in towards climax, he reached down, rubbing Louis’ cock between them.
“Can you cum for me, babe?” Harry quickened his assault on Louis’ dick. Louis cried out as his seed shot across both their chests. Harry concentrated on Louis’ beautifully contorted face as he rode out his high. Harry bit down on Louis’ lip, as he came hard too. Louis exhaled heavily in satisfaction as Harry pulled out, lying beside Louis, both gasping.
“That was…fun?” Louis offered. Harry smirked.
“Care to have next time?” Harry mused.
“Definitely” Louis giggled, curling into Harry. It didn’t take long before Harry could feel the slow breathing of his slumbering best friend. Harry smirked up at the ceiling.
Just friends, my ass.
A/N: Hope you liked it :)