#larry drabble

[lunarheslwt]

Lose myself between your legs

Written by @lunarheslwt for kinktober 2024

“Can you tell how wet I am,” Harry asked breathily, skirt pushed so high it left little to the imagination. If Louis looked over for more than three seconds, he’d have to pull over. “All from a little touching, pup?” “All from you touching me,” Harry sighed, head thrown back against the seat, “while I look nice and pretty just for you.” “You’re dressed up just for me? Showing off for me?” “Mhhmm,” Harry said with a little moan. “‘S all for you. Wet all just for you…want you to feel how my tights are soaked, and it’s …it’s all for you.” “Jesus fucking Christ.” Louis was gonna die. Or, Louis has a thing for Harry’s thighs, especially Harry’s thighs in tights. Written for day 7 of kinktober, prompt: intercrural sex, slick kink.

2.3k / PWP ficlet / alpha L, omega H / prompt: intercrural sex, slick kink / moodboard by me, all pictures belong to original creators and owners

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Kinktober 2024 masterpost

[enchantedlandcoffee]

My Other Half

"Hey babes," Louis yawned as he settled into bed, phone pressed against his ear.

"Hey, hun. How's your day been?"

"Good, 't was good." Louis whispered, "the interview went quite well and then we were chilling for the rest of the afternoon."

"That's nice," Harry breathed, a rustling sound filling Louis' ear.

"You in bed still, Haz?"

"Yeah, I set an alarm so I could call you before you went to sleep," Harry yawned as Louis sunk further into the pillows.

"You should get some rest, love. You need your to save your energy for your next show."

"Only four more to go, Lou." Harry whispered, relief evident in his voice. "Four more to go and then I'm free."

"You got this, love." Louis stated, letting the love for Harry show in his tone.

They laid there for a bit, just listening to the other one breathe.

"Lou?" Harry asked, his voice heavy with sleep.

"Yes, love."

"Am I really your other half?"

"You are, Haz. In this universe and every other one."

--

For @babyhoneyheslt

[theeliampayne]

Drabble prompt!! “The rain sounds so peaceful”

“The rain sounds so… peaceful.”

Louis’ tone was quiet when he said it, not to disrupt the peaceful silence between him and Harry, but he wanted to be sure that Harry knew how grateful he was for the offer that Harry had previously made to spend time with him out here. It meant a lot to him that Harry was so willing to do this with him.

“I thought you might like it,” Harry smiled, looking back toward Louis, cuddling closer to him, his fingers carding through Louis’ hair.

“I do, yeah,” Louis said softly, nodding. “I really like it. A lot. Thanks. It's– It's really nice.”

Louis sat on the chair out on the roofed deck that looked over the nearby lake, closing his eyes as he took a drag of his cigarette, running the fingers of his open hand over the olefin fabric of his chair before returning it to Harry, giving the man's hand a gentle squeeze.

“Thank you, Haz. Really.”

Exhaling the smoke slowly and keeping his eyes shut, Louis listened to the rain. Hearing the soft patter of it hitting against the roof in a steady pattern like this seemed oddly soothing to him, calming his nerves.

“No problem, Lou,” Harry said, leaning his head back onto Louis’ shoulder with a small, dimpled smile softly tugging his lips upward.

Harry sat beside him, halfway in his lap, stroking through his hair and pointing out each of the gray hairs with a bright smile. Louis loved it when Harry did that, really. That was calming, too, much like the rain was.

Louis always had loved these moments when he and Harry had the time to just sit on the porch and relax together, away from anything stressful or anything that made them anxious, away from the world.

Right now, it was just Louis, Harry, his cigarette, and the soft rain, and it was perfect.

[surrowndedbylights]

God, I'm missing you and your addictive heart

Small Larry drabble I wrote for the end of HSLOT and their anticipated reunion. (also on ao3)

Enjoy!

Harry just finished his tour a few days ago. It had been going on for more than two years, and it was really exhausting for him. He adores traveling the world and seeing his fans and performing, but right now, it seems like the perfect time to finally get some rest and enjoy other things in life such as hobbies or spending time with his loved ones. Especially Louis.

"Hi, love," he greets him on the phone, unable to suppress a smile as soon as he hears his beloved husband again.

"Hi Haz! Where are you?" Louis is grinning too, Harry can hear it in his voice.

"I'm still in Italy. Will you come as soon as you're done with the American leg?"

"Of course, baby! I also have my festival in a month or so, so I would come anyway. You know how much I love Italy."

"Yeah, I do," Harry replies before saying goodbye and hanging up.

The only thing Louis can think about is how much he misses Harry. He has been touring for two months, and even before that, he couldn't see him because he was on the road as well. Now, however, after his last show in New York, he is determined to take the first plane to Italy.

It is an eight-somwthing hour flight, during which he can't take his mind off Harry. It's strange, like they fall in love all over again. Like they are still teenagers in their honeymoon phase. Its not that they ever stopped being insanely infatuated with each other, anyway.

Louis closes his eyes, imagining various scenarios about reuniting with Harry. He imagines jumping into his arms and kissing him and going around holding hands to see their favourite places in this beautiful country (always incognito, of course, in order to avoid any accidents). He is so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't realize when he arrives.

By the time he gets out of the plane, there is a mob of fans trying to approach him to take some photos. He agrees and talks to them a bit as well until he remembers that Harry was waiting for him. He waves at them as he leaves, putting on a hat and his sunglasses to make him less recognizable before he calls Harry.

They agree to meet up at Harry's room half an hour later. When the man opens the door, Louis immediately hugs him tightly and proceeds to give him a firm kiss. He craved it for so long that it almost felt unreal.

They used to spend every minute of every day together, while they were in One Direction. Even after it, they would spend much time apart, but never for so long, and then there was the lockdown, where they were with each other all the time. When Harry started Love On Tour, however, everything became a little more difficult.

"I missed you so much," Louis notes truthfully after he pulls away.

"I missed you more." Harry leans into another kiss, and they stay like that all night. Well.... the rest you can imagine.

[lovebeatriceplz]

Hiii ! i wanted to know if you could make more Larry’s headcanons??? i love him so much help-

I've been meaning to do this forever but skl started and I'm rlly busy😭

My Larry Johnson headcanons pt. 3 🧚

General and dating

- Fast driver, turns those corners like it's nothing.

- Calls you up at very odd hours of the night/day. Doesn't actually have anything to say, he just wants you to talk to him.

- Enjoys comfortable silences.

- Obsessed with the feel of you, not even in a dirty way. He wants to be in your skin.

- Smells like pine needles and smoke (trust me he told me).

- Wiggles his finger in your ear when he wants you to pay attention to him.

- His humor is either eye watering, floor rolling, perfectly timed comedy or literal dad jokes, there's no in-between.

- Silent treatment does not work on him, you'll end up speaking very quickly.

- Snores like "honk shoo, honk shoo"

- Sensitive scalp, the second your hands are in his hair he's struggling to keep his eyes open.

- Teaches you (or tries to-) anything that he's good at/ interested in. So now you have basic knowledge on guitars, drums , painting, colour theory, video games and.... Hamilton??😧

- He was a theatre kid ok🙄.

- Listens to Mother Mother.

- His love languages are all of them, loves hard.

- Adores gifts, or anything that he receives from you. He's keeping it forever.

- Has ghosting phases, unfortunately. I doubt that they last long (like a day) but he always comes back around.

- Loves matching anything, clothes? Jewelry? Shoes?, he'll do it.

- Licks any part of you he can access then pretends like nothing happened.

- He wants to get close to anybody your close to, and wants to love anything that you love. It's one of the many ways he shows that he cares.

- Silly little guy <3

[glitterforashes]

𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐩 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

>>> drabbles for the main sally face boysss, sal fisher, and larry johnson. sal’s is inspired by bubblegum by clairo, larry’s is inspired by east liberty by partnextdoor.

𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —

mildly obsessed with the uncertainty of ghost hunting.

too curious for his own good. literally curious george. the curiosity that killed the cat.

laid-back, doesn’t give a damn about most things.

has a very deep voice for a teenager. sounds like a literal grown man.

sometimes you can’t tell if he’s even awake.

“sal? sally? sal??” he’s just staring into the void.

“what?” he had to sneeze. that’s why he paused and went radio silent for two minutes straight.

you spend most of your time in his room, curled up on his bed reading while he sits on his bean bag chair and plays video games.

sometimes turns around to make sure you’re still awake / doing okay.

one time you put a toy rat next to him. he nearly shit his pants when he noticed it.

“(y/n)?” “hm?” “you’re fuckin’ ugly.”

doesn’t mean it. apologizes right after. he thinks he’s so funny.

grew comfortable enough around you to lift up his mask far enough to eat.

whenever you sleep over, he’ll take off his mask once all the lights are off.

loves watching movies with you, especially when there’s snacks involved.

will listen to every sanity falls album over and over again with you.

you had been switching between reading, doing homework, and playing video games for close to five hours, well into the twilight era of the night. it was 10pm when you decided to start getting ready for bed, being as both of you had school in the morning. you showered as sal brushed his teeth and combed through his hair, then switched. sal showered as you did your skincare and brushed your teeth and put your hair up. you both fell into his bed after he switched the light off, taking your respective sides. you liked to sleep next to the wall for the purpose of putting your body against it if it got too hot, and sal liked sleeping closest to the door for emergency purposes. you wore his tshirt and boxers, and he wore boxers. you turned over to face him, propping your arm underneath your head. he laid with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “sal?” “hm?” his gruff voice always soothed you in a strange way. “can i.. touch you?” you heard the movement of the sheets as he turned his head. even in the dark you could tell he was looking at you. “what?” “can i touch you? like, your face?” sal had never let you see his face up to this point. he preferred to keep it hidden, only sometimes letting you see his lips. he was silent. “you don’t have to.” “okay. you can.” you looked at where you assumed he was, breathing in deep. “are you sure?” “yeah.” he whispered. you slowly reached out, feeling out for where his face was. you found it, your fingertips pressing lightly against his cheeks. he flinched under your touch, a sharp inhale sounding through the little space you had between your bodies. “are you okay?” you whispered, starting to retract your hands. “yes. it’s fine.” you nodded, swallowing a lump in your throat that wouldn’t go away. you loved sal. you knew vaguely of his past and understood where the roots of his insecurity started, but societally accepted face or not, nothing would change your love for him. you gently ran your fingers over the expanse of his skin, feeling his lips and cheekbones, and the dips. the missing flesh, the scars. and you loved it. loved him, loved what made him so unique. you pulled your hands away slowly, grinning to yourself. you could hear the quiet sniffle. “sal? are you alright?” “do you think i’m.. gross?” he asked. your heart broke. you moved closer and wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his chest. his arm slung over your body naturally, pulling you closer. “no, sally. i could never. you’re beautiful.” he turned his head, resting his face on your hair. you felt the very slight puckering of his lips as he kissed the crown of your head. “thank you.”

𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 —

his mom LOVES YOU. absolutely adores you. you two have girls nights all the time.

took you to the sanity falls concert tour for your birthday, kissed you in the rain, and took you home sopping wet. your dad wasn’t pleased.

“uh— we got caught in the rain, sir.” “i see that.”

apologized for weeks. it still makes you laugh.

smokes so much weed it’s a miracle he remembers his name.

“hey man, how’s my driving?” “…i think we’re parked, man.” vibes

you’re constantly sleeping over at his place, you have a drawer in his dresser dedicated to your belongings.

is very meticulous with his hair. has a hair care routine. refuses to cut it for any reason.

has painted you on multiple occasions. boudoir shoots happen often.

“paint me like one of your french girls.”

loves watching horror movies with you.

is surprisingly very gentle and sweet, especially when you’re upset. unless it’s with travis. fuck travis. all my homies hate travis.

“hey, girl. what’s the matter?”

holds you until you feel better and is very patient

listens to the sanity falls albums constantlyyy it drives you crazy.

“larry— stop. you’re gonna green out.” he exhaled a huge cloud of smoke directly into your face, smirking. “greening out is a make-believe concept made up by losers who can’t handle their marijuana.” you swear larry only knows big words when he’s high. when he’s sober, he has the articulation of the average seventh grader, but when he’s high he turns into fucking shakespeare and it’s crazy. specifically because if he’s high, there’s a good chance you’re high, and you won’t understand half the shit he says. the sound of the tardy bell rattled against your skull as it rung throughout the entire school, screaming at you and larry to get to class before the dean came hunting you down. you took one more big drag from the blunt you two had rolled during study hall before stamping it out and throwing it in the toilet, flushing the evidence. you two shuffled out of the tiny bathroom stall, looking at each other proudly. “sniff me.” you stepped closer and sniffed his shirt, him doing the same for you. “nah, i think we’re good.”

ya’ll were not good. both of you smelled absolutely rank, so it was truly no surprise when you ended up in the dean’s office, but it surprised you to see larry sitting in the office waiting area with a bloody nose. “oh, hey man.” you fist bumped him as you plopped into the chair next to him, manspreading the entire seat. “what happened to your face?” “fuckin’ travis wanted to run his mouth. kicked his ass, but when i turned around he clipped me in the nose. kicked his ass again, now i’m here.” “word.” you were so faded it was humorous. “what about you? what’d you do this time?” “ms. fat tits sent me out because i was ‘stinking up the room’ and if i ‘wanted to smoke pot and ruin my mind’ i needed to do it at home.” you cackled, larry joining in.

“is something funny?” the principal asked the both of you. you straightened up and held your breath, shaking your head no. you and larry looked at each other from the corner of your eyes simultaneously and you exploded with laughter. long story short you both got suspended for three days. did you give a fuck? hell no. hence why you were now in larry’s room in nothing but a sanity falls tshirt and underwear, rolling up another fat one. “you’re my favorite person, y’know that?” “(y/n), shut the fuck up.” he shook his head, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “you’re my favorite person too.”

[itsmedemibones]

Break time

--Larry really does love getting pestered by his partner and her Pokemon regardless of his general *gestures to all of him*

[itslynzbitxh]

. °•★•°∵ the playlist sally face would make you ∵°•☆•° .

sally face x reader playlist

i love seeing these but i feel like most don’t include enough metal, so here’s a version with the some bands sal and larry canonically listen to (based on larry’s backpack).

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the first time sal heard this after he met you, he almost cried before quickly wiping his tears so that larry couldn’t see. this song reminds him of how lost he was until he met you. you truly are his better half.

this song makes him think about how intoxicating you are to him. you’re so beautiful and stunning to him. he loves every inch of you. he never quite feels like he’s good enough to deserve you, so he always finds subtle ways to ask you to reassure him.

this song reminds him of how you helped pull him out of a dark place. it reminds him of all the shit the both of you have been through. he would do it all again though if it meant being with you. he’d do anything for you in a heartbeat.

he loves screaming this in the car when he’s alone. he feels so passionately about you that it’s hard for him to put into words. his feelings for you make him feel like he could explode. “i won’t let this build up inside me” reminds him of the promise you two made to always communicate. so even when he struggles to put his thoughts and emotions into words (both good and bad), he still tries for you.

he learned this one on guitar for you. though he hated singing in front of you at first, he eventually worked up the courage. this song makes his heart swell with love for you, so he was a flustered mess when he first showed it to you, but your reassuring smile and adoring eyes quickly melted away his embarrassment.

every time things get tough in nockfell, sal asks you if you want to run away together. you always smile at him and roll your eyes, but he’s always serious. he’d drop everything for you if you asked him, but you care about him far too much to take him away from his friends and family.

he doesn’t believe in the afterlife, but this song makes him hope that it does exist just so that he will never have to be apart from you.

[kingsofeverything]

Nest: Harry wakes up first.

Tight: Louis comes homes early.

Carry: Baby bump.

Press: Louis asks for it.

Interference: Bottom of the ninth.

Drabbles for @wordplayfics 2024

[1dhllnz1d]

It's been a while but I want to start writing for the 1D lads again bc I miss them an insane amount so please send any requests you have , I'll write pretty much anything as long as it includes the boys (and obviously isn't illegal) Y/N stuff or ships, NSFW Smut or Fluff

[weddingcakeanon]

YANDERE larry brawl stars x reader

notes: hello!! this is my first time posting if you have any requests, im always open for any requests!! enjoy

-♡

larry was conflicted. he couldn't believe that one of the guests had been invading his mind recently.

he had only seen you one time but it was just love at first sight. it was purely a coincidence but you had intrigued him. never had he been sparked with curiosity as much as you did, it was almost compelling…

you were one of the things besides starr park that got something out of him. he believed it was fate. worshipping the six-sided star with the very sinister smile he has, he believed that it was a sign. he believed that you have a purpose to serve in his life, for starr park and so he pursued romantically

he looked through the database, identifying everything about you. your full name, birthdate, your blood relatives, everything to the point he was basically you.

since starr park was very well known and loved, it wasn’t uncommon to see you visit the theme park. that alone only fuels his delusional imagination. it must be starr park’s doing!

using the cameras implanted, he had used it to spy on you. he kept eyes on you, interested in every single thing that you were doing even if it was small.

he had even started to mimic your movements. the way you stand idly, the way you talk, or express yourself with your body. even if it was the littlest things, he wanted to connect with you as much as possible.

larry is a very smart robot, when striking up a conversation with you, he had analyzed every single part of you. only having eyes for you, he takes in the words you speak. digesting it as his computer works twice as fast, twice as hard to give the most satisfactory answer ever.

only much to his disappoint that you did not reciprocate the same enthusiasm he has. you were polite, not denying or encouraging the attempts of talking. it was because he had talked to you after he had given you a ticket yet larry could only wonder why you weren’t as easy to please as other humans.

larry is very determined to get you yet he feels frustrated with the failed attempts of talking to you. you had shared no signs of being in love with him. no matter what he does, you didn’t seem to care. if only you could see what kind of deranged mess you’re making out of him. for now… he will watch you from the dark and continue to do small talks with you.

it gets to a point where you’re getting creeped out. it was obvious that larry was bothering you, making you uncomfortable. but he didn’t seem to care. larry had noticed the discomfort, the distancing, and your absence but he continued. even his brother, lawrie, had questioned him about his strange behavior only to meet up with a dismissive tone.

now with larry tailing behind you, it was no wonder you stopped visiting the park. he was saddened yet he tried numerous ways to bring you back. news of an amazing attraction being opened, coupons for a discount on tickets, anything to see you again.

and when he saw you, he was overjoyed! he knew it would eventually worked! starr park had blessed him with one more chance he couldn’t stall any longer.

“come with me please, you’re under arrest.”

a simple accusation yet one that could lead to a fatal arrest. with his 45,756 rules, he could easily connect an action you did with breaking one of them. it was easy to manipulate it to his advantage and lawrie was perfect in making it seem all so real.

having you in handcuffs, it was satisfying to see that you can’t run away from him anymore. to see you get punished in doing so. he couldn’t be more thankful that you were with him now and of course he couldn’t tweaked the whole situation up so you could be with him forever.

larry who was obsessive serving starr park was also now obsessed with you.

[lunarheslwt]

Mirror, mirror

Written by @lunarheslwt for kinktober 2024

A 100 word drabble ft some mirror sex. That's it. Written for day 6 of kinktober, prompt: mirror sex lol

100 words / PWP drabble / prompt: mirror sex / moodboard by me, all pictures belong to original creators and owners

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Kinktober 2024 masterpost

[enchantedlandcoffee]

Kiss at the wedding for Larry Stylinson?

I don't have a white heart emoji lol

(for @quinnie28 and @hl-obsessed as well 💕)

-✰-

"Harry, this past year with you has been one of the best years of my life," Louis read out, eyes nervously trained on the paper in front of him, "you are the kindest, most thoughtful human being ever and I am so excited to call you my spouse. When I first met you, I never thought I'd be lucky enough to be friends with you, let alone marry you. But the fact that you've trusted me with your heart is an honour I will carry with me for the rest of my life. can not wait to build a home and a family with you, and to cherish you for as long as you'll have me. I love you so, so much." His voice broke on the last line as tears fell from his eyes and hands clasped his own.

Looking up, watery blue met an even more watery green as Harry gave Louis a teary smile.

"Harry?" Niall prompted from his place between them, passing over a small notecard.

"Right," Harry sniffled, pulling his right hand away from Louis' to wipe at his eyes before grabbing the notecard from Niall, his left hand still holding onto Louis tightly, "Louis. Ever since we met, I knew you were the one for me. I saw you with your sisters across the room and I just knew. And even though everyone told us we were too young, I would have married you back then. Because you have always been my home, Lou. You have always been this amazing, wonderful human being and I am so lucky that I get to spend the rest of my life with you."

They were both crying even more now, clutching at each other's hands as they waited for Niall to give them the signal. Niall who had had to take a minute to compose himself.

"I love you guys," Niall admitted before clearing his throat, "by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you guys husband and spouse. You may kiss."

And kiss they did. Louis pulling Harry in by his waist and lifting him up as Harry's arms wrapped around his neck.

AO3 Link

[theeliampayne]

😴🥰💍👬

For the drabble game <3

"Love… Wake up," Louis whispered, gently carding his fingers through Harry's curls, planting a soft kiss on the man's forehead. Harry groaned, slowly opening his eyes and rubbing at them to wake himself up. "What is it, love?" He mumbled sleepily, looking back at Louis, blinking slowly. "Happy anniversary, love," Louis smiled, shifting over closer to Harry in the bed, giving him a gentle peck on the lips. Harry chuckled lightly, cuddling up closer to Louis, smiling widely as the smaller man wrapped his arms around him, holding him close. "Happy anniversary," he grinned. Louis sighed, still carding his fingers through Harry's hair with his left hand, the other lightly tracing over the man's tattoos. "Can you believe it's been a year already?" He asked, absent-mindedly tracing his thumb over the heart on Harry's arm. Harry shook his head, leaning back in Louis' embrace, looking back up at the man with an affectionate look, green eyes sparkling. "Feels like it was just yesterday," he chuckled. "Yeah... We've grown a lot since we met, haven't we?" Louis mused. "Gone a long way from 'Oops', hm?" Harry laughed, nodding in agreement, putting his right hand over Louis', looking up at him with a bright smile. "Best accident I ever had."

emoji drabble prompt

[beebuzzt]

Larry Johnson drabble

i’m a slut for this man i stg

The lake was quiet, I could see the clouds clearly reflecting over the surface, however all they did was cast the lake a dark, dusty grey. The autumn air was bitter and it made my nose numb.

I exhaled another cloud of smoke in a sigh, pulling at my coat to cover me more as the wind picked up. My body was occupied with keeping itself warm, so all I could do was silently stare into the water.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, the beeping tone disturbing the calm and busting my ears. I already knew who had texted me.

1 New Message

Larry Longshaft

Omw now save me sum!!

I pinch the joint between my lips to reply.

ur too late

Of course I was teasing, I had waited until he finished at school to even start preparing it. Sharing is caring and all that.

1 New Message

Larry Longshaft

ur evil !!

“Yeah.” I smirked, replying to him out-loud before flipping my phone shut and sticking it my pocket. No need to respond when he’s already on his way.

Sparking the blunt again, I stared back out across the water, feeling myself begin to shiver. Eventually, I could hear his footsteps approach from behind.

“You okay?” Was the first thing he asked when he sat on the ground next to me. Taking one more drag, I passed the joint to Larry and shuffled closer, leaning against him. He radiated warmth, I could feel from my thigh resting slightly on his, and my head on his shoulder. It made me sink into him and relax. I couldn’t stop the sigh coming out of me if I wanted to. When his arm wrapped around my back, squishing me closer to him and holding me there tightly, nothing else mattered.

“Better.” I glanced up at him, smiling slightly under his own gaze.

Although my response was short, barely letting him gage how I actually felt, it was enough for his face to lift. His eyes felt brighter suddenly and I watched his lips form into his own little smile before etching into a full grin.

He dropped his head slightly, catching me in a sweet, long kiss. My face began to heat up, whether it was from him being so close or my own blood turning hot in my cheeks, I didn’t know. But that soft heat spread through my body gently, and I could feel my heart beating against my chest. It felt as if the wind wasn’t even there anymore.

Larry pulled away too soon, the bliss was still lingering behind my eyelids as I looked up again at him, the same smile staring back at me.

“Good.”

And I was warm again.

this is short and shit pls criticise me i wanna know how to be better (but also be nice or i’ll cry really really hard)

[thedevilinmybrain]

The music outside of the bedroom isn't even that loud, just enough to trickle in around the door frame and muffle the conversations happening out in the party. Harry had only meant to come in to grab something out of his coat, can't even remember what it was now. Now that warm, tattooed hands are sliding under his skirt, familiar lips on his neck.

"Looking awfully pretty for someone who's been pouting all night," Louis chuckles, the tip of his nose cold as it presses just behind Harry's ear. He must have just come in from the balcony, the lingering scent of tobacco wafting around them.

"I'm not pouting," Harry reaches forward, curves his hands over the iron foot board, stares down at the pile of coats piled on top of the duvet.

"What's the matter, baby? Given the size of the rock on your hand, you'd think you'd be over the moon." Louis' nails drag lightly over the soft curve of Harry's thighs.

"We shouldn't be doing this," Harry doesn't have the strength to turn and meet Louis' eye, just shudders through a breath, eyes closing when teeth tug on his earlobe. "He's right outside."

"And yet," Louis smirks, steps forward to grind against Harry's ass. He's half hard, feels heady when he pulls Harry's skirt up higher. "You're in here with me while your fiance plays host to all your rich friends. Fancy that."

"Louis," Harry turns his head at that, bottom lip caught between his teeth for fear he may lean forward and do something reckless. He can barely make out Louis' face in the dark, just the gleam of the moonlight on his eyes, that arched eyebrow. "Please. He's a good man."

"I know, love. I know he is," Louis tucks a finger under Harry's jaw, bumps their noses together and he leans in to whisper his next words.

"But you don't want a good man, do you, little dove? No. Not you. You want something else. Something to get your heart racing. Someone a little more up to your level, hm? Worthy of it, someone who earned it." Louis pushes forward, kisses Harry hard enough it hurts, hard enough it lingers, leaves a mark that burns when Louis smirks again.

"You want me."