raconteur.

+ harry styles ; he has my heart.

[tommosloueh]

Red-handed.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Louis wrinkled his nose up playfully as Harry coughed, pulling his face back away from his in a dramatic fashion. "Don't give me all your germs, you nasty little gremlin," he teased before leaning in and placing a light kiss on his lovers cheek. Wrapping his arms back around Harry's waist he let his head rest against his back for a moment — pulling away when the younger boy spoke. "At first I thought you were talking about my tea being cold, and I was going to push you off." Laughing softly he gave his body a gentle squeeze. "I considered cuddling you but I didn't want to take the chance of waking you, especially when you've been up half the night coughing anyway. You need whatever rest you can get." Smiling up at him his fingertips gently drew patterns against the bare skin of his stomach. "Thought I would help out a bit for once anyway — I ran to the store and got a few things we needed. And now I'm back...sitting here obviously."

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Harry giggled, “I would never ever,” he said, although he would probably pass a germ faster than the speed of light considering the fact that their lips were like two magnets attracting to each other. He smiled at how sincere Louis was, knowing that he would be more comfortable as the big spoon but let the curly-haired lad be in fear of sabotaging his sleep. “What a gentleman.” He said, shivering slightly as his fingertips drew aimless shapes on his abdomen. Any sense of touch gave him butterflies after all this time. He offered him a smile then, “You went to the store? By yourself?” He joked, knowing he was perfectly capable. “Don’t blame you on that one,” he said, looking up into the sky. “It’s a nice evening,” he whispered, his tone soft as if he would ruin the moment if he spoke any louder. He adjusted himself on his lap and returned the kiss to his cheek, his green eyes melting into the blue ones across from him. “Is that what got you out here? Just the weather?” He asked, curious. “Or is something on that mind of yours?”

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

every breaking wave || larry

Being that Louis knew Harry hadn’t been feeling well lately, when the younger boy had fallen asleep he had decided it to be best to leave him alone for a while. He had first busied himself with running a few errands, picking up food and other things they needed. Now he was occupied with placing the last few items in their rightful place throughout Harry’s LA home. At this point he partially considered it his home as well, for they shared almost everything they had. Plus with Harry’s high liking to the California environment, he seemed to be spending just as much time here as their flat back in London. With a cup of tea in hand he made his way upstairs and then towards the balcony that broke off from the main bedroom — smiling as he took notice of his boyfriend still curled up in bed. Pausing to slip out of his jeans and changing into just an oversized sweater he then continued on outside. Louis took a place in one of the chairs, crossing his legs underneath him as he sipped on his drink and gazed out at the scenery before him. It wasn’t much later he heard the door behind him opening to reveal a sleepy Harry emerging from the room. “Hello, love,” he said with a smile. Reaching out he pulled the other boy to sit on his lap also offering him the tea in his pocession. “How are you feeling?”

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Harry sniffled softly, his bare feet hitting the carpeted floor as he sat up from the king sized bed he and Louis shared in his Los Angeles home. He yawned, stretching his arms out above his curly head of hair before he stood up and patted across the ground out to the balcony. He saw Louis sitting down, looking out at the scenery with a cuppa in his hand. “Hey, you,” he said, immediately accepting the invitation to sit on his lap. He leaned over and kissed his forehead, stifling a cough as he rested back gently, his back to his chest. “I’m feeling a little better,” he said, offering him a kind smile before taking his mug from his hands to feel the warmth. “A bit cold, though,” he said, teasing-- he was quite alright, and even a little hot if anything, but he missed the feeling of Louis’s arms around him. “Sleeping alone gets a little chilly sometimes.”

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Louis was practically coming undone just as a result of the sight of Harry before him combined with the dirty words floating through the air. The affects the younger boy had on him reached new limits, doing things to him and making him feel ways that nobody else had and he doubted that nobody else could. “Good boy,” he praised softly once Harry had moved so he was straddling him. Feeling the tip of his cock pressed up against his lovers awaiting hole caused a low groan to form in the back of his throat. It took everything in him not to just grab Harry’s hips and roughly force him down. Taking a hold of his own member again he glided it back and forth against his entrance a few times before slowly guiding the head inside him. “Fucking hell,” he choked out as the tightness wrapped around him took over his senses. Moving his hands to rest on Harry’s hips his thumb rubbed circles into the skin, allowing the other boy to have control and move as he pleased. “So nice and tight for me, baby..”

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Harry moaned in desperation as he felt Louis against his hole, pressed up against his awaiting entrance in sweet agony. “Lou, f-fuck,” he purred as he guided himself inside of him, Harry’s hips instantly meeting his in a millisecond as he took him with no preparation. Even after the dozens of nights they’ve slept together, he couldn’t quite get over the feeling of having Louis take him and make him melt like nothing else. As he let him have control, Harry took this to his advantage and moved his hips in a circular motion, working every inch inside of him as sweet, loud sounds escaped his lips. “So big,” he said, pleasure reaching the tips of his fingers as he leaned down to give him a passionate kiss, “And it’s all mine.”

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Just Harry’s reaction was enough to send small waves of pleasure through the older boys body, also causing him to crave him that much more. It was funny to him how their sexual needs and antics often came out of nowhere. A relaxing bath was something he had been perfectly content with, but his desires had quickly changed just by a few teasing remarks. His teeth grazed across the sensitive area of Harry’s neck once more, leaving another mark behind though not as prominent as the first one. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the boys quick movements, causing water to splash over the tub, though he figured there would be quite a mess to clean up afterwards anyway. “I want you to take it without being stretched..think you can do that for me, baby?” he asked as he reached down to give his own length a few pumps. Though he had no intention of actually hurting his boyfriend, he did know that Harry enjoyed a bit of pain. Plus he wasn’t sure he really had the patience to finger him open first at the moment. “"Come here…I want you to feel every inch filling you up.”

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Feeling Louis’s teeth against his neck sent shivers up his spine. In fact, the smallest act seemed to push Harry over the edge now more than ever these days. It was no secret that Louis knew him inside and out, better than he knew himself-- and that meant knowing everything that made him whimper until his voice grew sore. Harry took a deep breath when the older boy asked him to take him with no stretch, but he figured he would make it through-- it was Louis, after all.. he was looking to hurt him, although the burn was something Harry never exactly denied, it was yet another thing that made his heart pound irregularly against his chest. He licked over his lips as the blue-eyed man wrapped a hand around his own cock, giving it a few pumps before Harry straddled his lap and pushed the tip of him up against his hole. “Yes, please, please, daddy..” he begged, whispering dirty words into his ear and making them sound pretty.

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Louis smirked to himself feeling Harry’s cock hardening underneath his touch, more than pleased with the quick effect he knew he would have on him. “"Thought you weren’t in the mood, baby?” he questioned teasingly, giving him a light squeeze. The movement of his hand slowed some, now running up and down his length at an almost teasing like pace. Leaning forward he placed a few light kisses on his neck before selecting a spot to leave his mark — sucking and kissing at the skin and then nipping at it lightly. “"I want you to be a good boy,” he murmured against his skin, running his tongue across the mark before moving his lips to his prominent jawline. “"I want you to take my cock deep inside that pretty ass of yours..want you to ride me right here.” Using his free hand he reached around Harry’s body and took one of the younger boys own hands, guiding it back to his own half hard dick. “"Look what you’ve done.”

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Harry moaned softly as he grew stiffer under his touch, begging to feel more than just his fingertips. “I-- fuck, I am,” he cursed, gasping softly as the boy squeezed his cock and teased him, knowing exactly what he was doing-- and he was doing it well. He arched back and exposed his neck, wanting to be bitten and marked all over, the purplish hue let everyone know exactly who he belonged to as soon as a sly smirk came across Louis’s face the second they made eye contact. “Yes, Lou, let me ride you,” he whined, feeling Louis’s length with his guided hand. Harry begged, “I want to hop on this thick cock of yours, please,” before leaning up and splashing water over the tub as he now directly faced the older lad. “I need it so bad.”

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

It wasn’t that Louis didn’t like to be teased — but if any sort of teasing did take place he in the end wanted to be rewarded. So there was no way he was going to just let Harry slide by with his sexual comments as well as a touch that was now dangerously close to his crotch. “"Harold,” he stated firmly, eyes narrowed toward the bubbles he had placed on him. “"You’re actually the one that started this…and now you’re going to finish it,” his voice lowered during the second part of the sentance, gaze flickering back to his boyfriend with a newfound lust twinkling in them. Quickly he grabbed the taller boy and pulled his back to his chest, leaving them in a similar position in which they had just been, only with the roles reversed. “"You’re supposed to be nice and listen to the captain, give him what he wants,” he whispered in his ear, nipping at it lightly. One of his hands ventured down Harry’s long torso, eventually wrapping his fingers around his soft cock and beginning to pump it.

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Louis's stern voice had Harry looking at him with his eyebrows furrowed. "Me, finish it? Eh, I don't know about that.." he teased, but sooner rather than later he got a taste of his own medicine when the older lad pulled his back against his chest and took control. He should known simply by the look in his eyes, how they darkened in color after a single blink and seemed to devour him in a matter of seconds. He zipped his mouth shut and tugged on his bottom lip with his teeth, whimpering softly when his partner wrapped a hand around his cock and tugged on him. "Mmm, Lou," he gasped, clenching his fist beneath the water as he bucked his hips up into his palm. "W-What does he want?"

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Louis raised his eyebrows hearing his lovers words. However, as he was about to properly respond to them Harry began talking again, leaving a smile to paint his lips. One of his hands moved to rest over the other boys, loosely tangling their fingers together. “You’re being awfully sweet tonight aren’t you?” He paused to place a gentle kiss to his cheek, letting his lips linger for a moment before speaking again. “I love you too though,” he said softly. The older males mind hadn’t quite forgotten the other comment Harry had made, glancing at him with a smirk. “You want to taste me though..you can,” he said as he removed the petal from his head and placed it on Harry’s shoulder.

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Harry laughed softly, his cheeks painted a light shade of pink as Louis managed not to forget and lodge his cheeky comments in the back of his mind. "Not as sweet as you," he said, managing to keep calm and collected as he raised his eyebrows in his lover's direction. "I can?" He asked, facing him as he covered his intimate area with a mound of bubbles. "Hmmm, not in the mood," he teased, watching the flame of a vanilla scented candle lighten the dim bathroom. "I know I said that the night is yours, but.. don't be naughty." He said, stifling a giggle. "I'm trying to be romantic here."

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

An uncontrolled light groan left Louis as a result to the attention Harry gave his shoulder with his lips – silently cursing himself afterwards when he realized he had given the boy exactly what he had asked for by letting the sound escape. “Always..” His eyes lightly fluttered closed for a few minutes, opening once his boyfriends hands had left his back and moved to wrap around him. A slight shiver ran through him in response to the light touches to his stomach, the craving of wanting to feel Harry’s hands all over him suddenly washing over him. Fingertips continuing to draw light patterns on his thigh he let his hand dance across the new marking the other had gotten a few days back. Humming softly in response his head fell back against his shoulder, studying his profile with a slight smirk. “I’m all too aware, darling,” he said before pushing himself back a bit more – all too aware of the contact he had made with Harry’s crotch but pretending not to notice.

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Harry smirked against his skin, the sound of his groans sent a shiver straight down his spine. "You sound almost as good as you look," He said, slipping his soapy hands back over his stomach and placing one just above his crotch. "Think you might taste as good, too?" He asked in a far too innocent tone before putting his second palm over the tattoo on his own thigh. "I love you, you know," Harry interrupted before the other had a chance to speak, his green eyes sparkling. "Seriously, 'm so proud of you," he murmured, grabbing a damp petal between his fingers and placing it on Louis's brunette locks with a giggle. "And now the night is yours, my prince."

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text: curls ❤️

Louis: how's your bum feel ;)

Harry: He's doing alright.. a little sore but very pleased.

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text: curls ❤️

Louis: babyyy

Harry: Hiiiii you.

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

The offer of a massage wasn’t something Louis could ever see himself passing up, but it seemed that much more pleasant sounding now more than usual. His body instantly relaxed back into the younger boys hands, loosing himself in the soothing touches being put towards his back. A soft laugh left him at Harry’s comment, “If you want me to moan, you’re gonna have to do a bit more than that,” he teased right back. Letting out a sigh of pleasure he then leaned back into the other boy, tilting his head up so he could look at him. “You’re a mess, Styles.” Giving a lazy smile he reached up to steal a quick kiss, hand absentmindedly running up and down one of Harry’s thighs. 

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Once Harry felt a hand caressing up and down his thigh he pressed down on Louis's shoulders with more force, knowing that there was no gain without the pain. "Feeling good yet?" He asked as he kneaded out a knot in his back, his lips attached to his shoulder as he sucked a light purple mark into his skin, marking him. Before releasing more of the footballer's tension he rested his chin on top of his head, his hands absentmindedly moving towards his front. He ran his fingertips up and down his tummy, one of his favorite parts of his lover's body-- dirty imagines of himself bouncing on Louis's cock and releasing down his stomach filled his mind. "Oh, and for the record," he started, whispering into his ear as he shivered in response to his own filthy thoughts, "I'm your mess."

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Once his clothes had been removed and were joined with Harry’s in the hamper, Louis allowed himself to be pulled towards the other boy, arms finding their way to wrap around his neck. His head fell to rest against Harry’s chest momentarily, eyes fluttering closed as his senses were taken over by him. “"Should be good on my back,” he thought aloud, placing a kiss to his boyfriends shoulder before pulling back to look at him again. Moving with him the short distance to the water that awaited them he gave a slight nod as well as another smile. “"Thank you, m’glad you enjoyed it. And I think I heard you yelling a few times, even past all the screaming girls,” he teased as he stepped into the water. Slowly he lowered himself down, sighing in contentment as his lower body became submerged in the hot liquid. “"You can scream pretty loud, can’t you love?” he said with a wink.

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Harry bit down on his lip and nodded slowly, knowing that the boy was just teasing him. He was quite the screamer, though, to put it fairly-- although he doubted anyone in bed with Louis would be anything but hushed. After the boy lowered himself into the water, he wet his curls with his fingertips and pulled the blue-eyed man closer. “Massage, m’love?” He asked, knowing Louis put all of his heart and soul into the game, he had to be sore from his head to his toes. Slowly, he used soft, even strokes with his palms and fingertips along his muscle and shoulders, feeling the tension as he pressed firmly into his skin and up to his neck. “Trying to get a moan out of ‘ya,” he joked, giggling softly as he kissed the side of his neck. “You nearly got a few out of me in that kit.”

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overtime - - louis & harry.

[l-tomlinsonfck-blog]

Today had been a busy one for Louis, and the combination of an early morning and a hard played football game left him in a now overly tired state. Although it had taken him a while to come down from his buzzed like attitude, running on excitement and adrenaline, once he had gotten back home the couch became his best friend. The television was on in front of him but it was only background noise to him as he lolled on the verge of sleep. That was until Harry’s voice was ringing through the flat. Slowly he pulled himself up from his spot and made his way upstairs towards the bathroom. “You made me a bath–?” he questioned as he neared the door, freezing however when he reached it to discover an already naked Harry. Tearing his eyes away from his boyfriend he glanced around to take in the rest of the room, a smile taking over his features. “This is lovely…thanks, babe,” he said, entering the space fully. He placed a loving kiss upon the other males lips before backing away to carefully remove his own clothes. 

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Harry smiled innocently and nodded his head even though he knew Louis had known his answer the second he began taking off his clothes. It was a rare occasion that Harry would run a bath and not beg the other boy to join in, anyway. “If there’s room enough for the two of us, you’re always welcome,” he said, grabbing onto his hand as soon as he pulled off the material blocking their much needed skin-to-skin contact. Placing a kiss to his forehead, Harry took in his scent and closed his eyes as his mind filled with Louis. “You did great today,” he whispered, rubbing his hand up and down his arm soothingly before leading the way towards the warm bath. “You deserve nothing but the best.”

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just a psa to blog followers that i’m no longer part of a group roleplay. myself and l-tomlinsonfck will keep our previous posts up { there’s too many and there’s memories/paras i’d rather not delete } but we’re continuing as a larry 1x1 only. feel free to unfollow if that no longer applies to your interests !!

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overtime - - louis & harry.

Harry’s long fingers pulled the rose petals from the bulb of each flower and placed them into the running bath with delicacy, still proudly wearing his #28 jersey from his boyfriend’s football match. By this time, Louis was relaxing on the sofa and the youngest of the two was preparing a lazy evening for them to spend together. While lighting a few candles, Harry turned out the lights and stripped his clothes off, tossing them into the empty laundry basket. “Lou, love,” he called, taking a sip of the wine he had poured minutes before in celebration. Even if the Rovers lost on days like this, the curly-haired lad was beyond proud-- his Louis was on the field, living out yet another dream. He turned off the water and admired the sight of faint bubbles in the tub and how gorgeous they looked against the roses-- biased, maybe, but he was still a hopeless romantic without a single doubt. “Bath is ready!” He called out in a sing-song voice, leaning against the door with nothing on but his smile.

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part of me feels like stepping down as harry and co-admin. i feel like i’m not as needed anymore and he’s just been blah. i’m sorry. :~(