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[hazzaxstylez]

Sometimes it was rough and quick, trying to expel as much energy as possible. Sometimes it was like a marathon, pacing it out in hills and valleys, not letting any one moment steal the thunder. And sometimes it was so sweet Louis thought it physically hurt. This man loved him way more than he deserved. He turned his face into the pillow to try and hide his stupid grin. Why couldn’t they have done it doggy when Harry would never be able to see his embarrassing faces? Maybe he could distract Harry. He squeezed around his boyfriend, heels digging into the man’s lower back.

Harry wasn’t even slightly surprised that Louis was trying to hide his faces. He almost seemed self conscious when Harry could see him like this. In a way, it made the taller sad, but he also thought it was kind of adorable. “Baby...” Harry nudged his nose just under Louis’ jaw, and then placed a trail of kisses across the line of it. “Louis...” He wondered if moaning Louis’ name in his ear had the same effect as Louis doing it to Harry always did. It was beyond arousing, and sent a chill up his spine every single time. He wanted to have the highest optimal effect on his boyfriend, especially when these moments were few and far between now.

[hazzaxstylez]

Yes, actually, it was always a surprise. He could only smile at the comment though, nosing at Harry’s jaw as they slid together in a perfect fit. He was adjusting now, the muscles in his lower back loosening up. To answer Harry’s question he hooked a leg over Harry’s back, urging him in deeper, the thrill traveling all the way up until a blush spread across his chest. Yes, it felt very, very good. And Harry didn’t need to get a big head about it, either.

It was very like Louis to answer him with an action instead of actual words. It worked though. He buried his face in Louis’ neck as he continued to thrust, and try his best to stay silent. Waking up the baby in the middle of amazing sex was a major buzzkill. Harry pulled back and placed kisses all over his boyfriend’s face, and then down his neck, and chest. He loved giving his boy attention like this, because even if Louis didn’t say it, Harry knew he loved it.

[hazzaxstylez]

The stretch was his favorite part. It took his breath away and had him clinging to Harry with white knuckles for a second, and then it felt so so good. He exhaled, planting a kiss on Harry’s cheek and then his jaw, and then his mouth. “You’ve been holding out on me,” he whispered with a laugh, nudging his hips down ever so slightly. It always surprised him how big Harry was, but never in a bad way. The gift that kept on giving.

“Holding out? Is it always a surprise?” Harry laughed, and then clamped his teeth around Louis’ bottom lip with a playful growl. As if Louis didn’t see his cock every single day. Harry wasn’t exactly shy with his body. If he could get away with not wearing clothes all the time, he would definitely try. “Feel good baby?” He knew Louis wasn’t a huge fan of speaking about his feelings, even in bed, but he still liked hearing it. He started moving his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of the smaller with a series of quiet moans.

[hazzaxstylez]

He sighed dramatically, as if rolling into his back was the worst inconvenience he’d ever had to suffer, but he obliged with a smile and inched his butt down the bed to be closer to Harry. “Jus’ thought you’d wanna see the goods,” he teased. His ass was his best feature and he was well aware. “Get a condom,” he reminded. They didn’t need any more babies, and if they ever did, Harry was for sure the one to have them.

“All of you is “the goods”.” Harry reminded his boyfriend as he ran his hands up Louis’ thighs, and smiled. “Your ass is amazing, but those eyes...” He smirked, and then leaned over to gab a condom. God, he fucking hated condoms. He didn’t want the barrier, and they felt...gross. But, he really wanted to fuck Louis right now, and no, they didn’t need another baby at this moment. Harry rolled the condom down onto his cock before slicking it up, and then slowly slid into the smaller with a deep and raspy groan. “Fuck...” he forgot how good this felt.

[hazzaxstylez]

They had the best baby ever, who always knew when to nod off and let his parents get a little weird. Plus Harry was just so damn adorable when he’d just woken up. It seemed like he was extra soft, extra sculpted, at the same time. “Exhausted. Let’s fuck.” He threw himself onto the bed in a heap, mostly out of tiredness, but also eagerness. “What d’ya say, spooning? Ass up?” he said, hiking his knees up and pressing his head into the pillow. Conveniently, these were also positions that allowed him to lay down and then easily transition into sleep mode once they were done, and that was no coincidence.

“Babyyy...” Harry whined, and grabbed the lube while falling onto the bed himself. “I wanna be able to see you!” Harry usually wasn’t so picky about sex when they didn’t have as many opportunities to even have it, but. Anyway, this was at least a good position to slowly open his boyfriend up. It wasn’t very often they switched positions, but Louis had an amazing ass, and Harry didn’t mind using it. “Can you flip over onto your back? Or are you too tired?” Ah, domestic life.

[hazzaxstylez]

He was super tired and he knew Harry had to be as well, but like, were they ever too tired to fool around? That’s a negative, Ghost Rider. “I think Henrie would sleep better in his crib,” he said with a shit-eating grin, biting Harry’s shoulder just cause when Harry got too soppy, Lou liked to balance it out. “Kinda miss when we could sleep ‘til two on a Saturday. Worth it, though,” he said, throwing the blanket off. It really was worth the missed sleep. ‘It’ being Henrie of course, but also the fact that they frequently chose to forgo an extra hour of sleep to revisit the act that produced Henrie in the first place.

A big grin danced across Harry’s face when Louis dropped the blanket, and said Henrie would sleep better in his own bed. They got Henrie put back down to sleep, and then he stretched as he trudged back into their own bedroom. He only had a small pair of underwear on, and those were practically falling down at this point. “Tired?” Harry asked as he turned around and looked at his boyfriend standing in the doorway like the perfect angel he was.

[hazzaxstylez]

“Baby, how d’you think you got knocked up?” he teased, and kissed Harry because he could. He was sad when Harry stole the baby (that was a thing they did to each other – swoop in and steal Henrie. Except never when he had a poopy diaper) but he just pulled the blanket over himself as well and curled up to Harry’s side. “Go in a little while, s’too early,” he said. Who went grocery shopping at 5 a.m. on a Saturday? Not his boyfriend.

“I meant later of course.” Harry smiled, and leaned his head against Louis’ while he watched Henrie fall back asleep. He really was the best baby. “Should we put him back in his crib, and get back in bed ourselves?” Harry suggested before pressing a kiss to Louis’ temple, lingering there, and then pressing another kiss there. “Kinda wanna kiss you all over.”

[hazzaxstylez]

Sitting and admiring their baby was one of his favorite pastimes. He skimmed a thumb over Henrie’s sweet cheeks as he sucked away at his bottle. “Now you know how hard it is for me to look at your dimples,” he teased, turning his head to kiss Harry’s cheek, right over the dimple in question. “But call Anne, okay? Just to double check.” He really thought Henrie would be fine, but he wanted a professional’s opinion.

“Is that so? Seemed pretty easy when all you did was stare at them before I got knocked up.” Harry teased while he smiled down at Henrie. “I’ll call her baby, don’t worry. Just be prepared to have her over for dinner because she’ll definitely want to stay if I mention that Henrie might be sick. Here.” Harry grabbed the baby from Louis, and tucked him under the blanket with him. “I may run out to the store to get something nice to make for dinner.”