Hi Layne! I'll be in London for a couple of days in September and I'll see the boys on the 29th. I'm 20, so not really in the older part of the fandom, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm here if your friend wants to meet up before the concert or whatever. I'm going alone myself, so it would be super fine! x
AWESOME! I’ve already sent her the link to Rainbow Direction, and now I’m trying to talk her into making an ACTIVE tumblr. She’s one of my Twi friends - actually one of my very first fandom friends, period.
I’m going to post these publicly so I can keep track, hope you don’t mind.
Go wish happy birthday to my sweet half thetomlinsonssquad who's officially not a teenager anymore! I love you sunshine! Can't wait to finally see you again in ten hours!! xx
Hiii! It’s my birthday today so you guys get a little surprise :) Enjoy a little snippet of the vampire au I’m working on :)
warnings for semi-public sex and slight exhibitionism
“You know,” Louis says, pulling back. “I’ve always wanted to have sex in a tree.”
Harry chokes on absolutely nothing, eyes going wide. “You what?!”
“Yeah, like, I’ve had sex a lot of places. But I don’t think I’ve ever done it in a tree.” Okay, where the hell did that come from? Not that Harry’s complaining; he’s glad they moved on from the serious stuff.
“How did you go from thinking about your mother to tree sex? Honestly, do I even want to know that thought process?”
Louis’ jaw drops open, fishmouthing several times before firmly clamping his mouth shut.
Harry smirks, glad to have finally flustered Louis.
“That’s just, no. I was just.” Louis drops his head into his hands and Harry’s fairly certain he’d be blushing if he had the ability. “You just smell really good today. And I’ve been thinking about you all day. Sorry.”
That catches his attention. “Thinking about what?”
Louis sighs and raises his head up again. Harry’s breath catches at how absolutely stunning Louis is. It’s like that night all those weeks ago when Harry couldn’t stop looking at his eyes.
“About blowing you.” Harry groans. “You’ve got such a beautiful dick, Haz, I’d love to put my mouth on it.”
Not fair, not fair, not fair. Harry was the one with the upper hand and now Louis’ gone and flipped it around.
“Yeah?” Harry breathes out. His brain has short circuited and now all he can think of is how amazing that would feel.
“Yeah. You want that, love?” Louis purrs, moving closer on the branch.
"Ye- yeah. Right here?" Harry asks nervously. His palms are starting to sweat, little bits of bark sticking to his skin.
"Sure, why not? Not like anyone can see us." He gives a pointed glance to the leaves underneath. They provide a blanket of sorts, a shield from anyone wanting to look up. Never has Harry been so grateful for his desire to hide.
"Oh- okay. You're paying though if we get fined." Louis wastes no more time in kissing him. His tongue delves in deep in no time, pressing Harry back against the tree.
"Fine." Louis presses another kiss to his lips, slowly working his way down to Harry's neck. "Guess that just means you'll have to be quiet."
"I'm not loud." Harry whines. He's not quiet either but, details.
"Then it shouldn't be a problem, love." Louis bites down gently on Harry's neck, directly over the same spot he usually does. Harry lets out a moan, not even thinking.
"Shh, love. Wouldn't want anyone to hear." His fingers work quickly on Harry's jeans at the same time he comes in for a kiss, catching another moan in his mouth.
Harry bites on Louis' lip when a small hand finally snakes it's way into his pants. "Hmm, bit awkward, won't do much with that. Here, shift up, love."
Harry lets Louis move him up so his jeans can come down to thighs. He moves the waistband of Harry's pants down past his balls so he can get a good view of Harry's rapidly filling cock.
"Beautiful." Louis kisses the tip, looking back up at Harry through his eyelashes. "Ready,love?"
God, all of this is unfair. Louis' just so damn pretty.
Harry nods weakly, throwing an arm across his mouth and biting into the skin to keep quiet when Louis immediately takes half of his dick into his mouth.
It's so warm and wet and wonderful. Louis bobs his head a few times, pulling off to lick around his dick before sliding back down again. He sucks on the downstroke,pulling Harry further into his mouth and swirling around the head with the tip of his tongue.
He pumps the uncovered part of his dick with his hand, bringing Harry to full hardness with a few sure strokes.
"Oh my god." Harry pants. "You feel so fucking, uh, good."
Louis speeds his head up, going further down each time. His hand moves down to play with Harry's balls, rolling them in his hand.
"Fuck, Lou. I'm so close. So close already, you're so fuckng good." Louis pulls off, breaking the string of spit with his tongue.
Harry whines, resisting the urge to shove Louis back down on his cock. "Why would you do that?"
"Wanna know the best part about being as old as I am?" Louis smirks. Harry nods weakly, hips jerking up in Louis' fist.
Louis winks before taking him back down covering more and more of him with each passing second. Harry’s hands are quick to grip at Louis’ shoulders, digging in more and more as Louis lowers himself.
Finally, finally, Louis’ lips are pushed against the skin by the base of his dick. He looks up at Harry and waggles his eyebrows, the corners of his lips turned up like he’d be smirking if there weren’t a dick in his mouth.
“Holy shit, Lou.” Harry moans as Louis’ mouth tightens around his dick. Louis smacks his hand against Harry’s mouth, shaking his head side to side to remind him to be quiet. Right. There’s probably people down there.
Louis rolls Harry’s balls in his hand again when he swallows and Harry slams his head back against the tree. His vision goes white but he’s not sure if it’s from smacking his head or the ungodly sensation of Louis’ throat working to swallow down his come.
He pulls up slowly, gently tucking Harry back into his pants and pulling his jeans back up for him. Harry stays limp as Louis does all the heavy lifting; literally, his fucking arm muscles are bulging at this point.
“You okay there, love?” Louis asks, rubbing at the back of Harry’s head.
“You’ve killed me.” Louis smiles and gently tugs on Harry’s hair. “You’ve killed me and the entire town just heard it.”
Louis laughs and brings Harry in for a kiss. It’s sweet and reassuring and really, that’s all Harry wanted out of him today.
“Feel better now?”
“Yeah. Just. Give me a minute. Still not sure I didn’t die.” Louis wraps his arms around him and they stay like that for a while. Harry suddenly jerks out of their embrace, pulling back to look at Louis.
"God, I'm so sorry. Did you want me to do something for you? Shit."
"No, love it's okay. I just wanted to do something for you." Louis pulls him back, resting his head in the crook of Harry's neck.
"You smell so good." Louis furthers his point by taking a deep breath, noisily smelling Harry and nosing into his curls.
"You better stop it or I'm going to be ready to go again in no time at all."
"Hmm. Later, love. When we're at the house." Harry's hips jerk thoughtlessly at the promise of later. His spent cock gives a feeble twitch in his jeans.
A couple passes by with their kids; the sound of a dad tickling his child echoing even long after they’ve moved on down the street.
“Oh my god.” Harry groans. “I can’t believe we just did that when a child could have passed by. Fuck. We are terrible people.”
“It’s alright; I was listening. If there was a child coming near I would have stopped.” Harry smacks Louis’ leg playfully.
“You could have told me.”
“Nah,” Louis teases “Much more fun this way.”
“So.” Harry sighs. “I think I’m going to tell them soon. Not like, too soon. New Years, maybe?. Do you think that’s good?”
“Sure. Why New Years though? Anything special about it?”
“My birthday is in February.” Harry pushes some hair back out of his eyes. It’s almost long enough to put behind his ears. He should definitely make a decision whether or not to cut it soon. “That way if things go badly I’ll only have a month before I’m 18.”
“Alright, love. Whenever you’re ready. I’ll be here to support you.”
“Cool.” Harry grins at Louis, dimple popping in his left cheek. “Think you could support me down this tree? My legs are still a bit wobbly and my arse is starting to hurt from sitting so long.”
"Yeah, sure. Hop on." Louis turns around so his back is facing Harry, completely missing his shocked face.
"You're kidding."
"What?" Louis turns around to find Harry's mouth hanging open. "No, get on. It'll be fine."
"If we die," Harry starts, slowly climbing on to Louis' back. "I will come back and kill you. I will find a way to come back and then I will find a way to kill your old ass."
"Quit being dramatic, Haz." Louis rolls his eyes. "And quit calling me old. 'S weird."
Once Harry is settled with his legs wrapped tightly around his waist, Louis swings a leg over the branch and pushes off. Before Harry can even begin contemplating his life's decisions, they're on the ground, Louis nearly standing up and working on untangling Harry's legs.
"Nope!" Harry squeezes his thighs tight around Louis' waist. "Give me a ride all the way back." Harry grins dopily, the feeling of Louis' muscles working against him only fueling his good mood.
"I'll give you something to ride." Louis mutters. Harry's grin drops off his face faster than ever, quickly replaced with hooded eyes and his heart beating double time.
It's not that Harry hasn't thought about it; he has, a lot. It's just that he's not sure he's ready for that. Technically, he's not a virgin but the thought of going all the way with Louis, with a guy. Well, it just means so much more.
He just really wants to get more comfortable with Louis first. Which, the way they're going probably won't be long but still.
I was tagged by z5yn, miniiredd and thetomlinsonssquad to post selfies. I'm only doing two and not six but because I love all three of you, here you go :) Also, thanks Ilaria for the extra kind words so I even have the confidence to post.
Anyone who wants an excuse to post selfies and not feel bad: I choose you :)
