LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS
Louis rolled his eyes playfully when Harry told him that everyone has insecurities and then complimented him some more, which he was so not used to, the brunet tried to act like a normal person though and he gave Harry a small grateful smile. "You're going to make all these compliments get into my head, is that what you want?", Tomlinson said jokingly, that being his way of coping with things that made him uncomfortable. This time though he didn't go completely overboard with it like usually, he just made a little joke and left it at that, figuring that was much safer than shifting all of the attention to himself, which again would have made him feel awkward. Meeting Harry's green eyes with his own blue ones again caused a spark to ignite between them and Louis felt frozen in place as Harry bore his gaze into him, sporting a glint in the emerald pools too, which had Tomlinson feeling goosebumps all over his body. 'Do you feel it too? That weird electricity', Louis wanted to ask but he realized he had already asked one weirdly deep question and he didn't want to frighten Harry with all of his exraordinary thoughts - surely there would be a time and place for them too, but it was certainly not yet, not when they were just getting to know each other and kind of walking on thin ice when it came to being comfortable with everything that came with the other one.
The smaller one of the two chuckled when he saw Harry's expression after the punk heard and internalized his earlier question about faith - the punk repeated his word and then looked like he genuinely thought about it and it made Louis feel really warm inside. Most of the time Tomlinson didn't open his mouth or bring up questions like this, because people simply werent used to him talking about such serious matters. Truth to be told though, the brunet did ponder even the deeper things in life - just because he didn't always voice what went through his mind, didn't mean that he his IQ was lower than everyone else's. Even Harry questioned him, where the question had come from, but Louis didn't feel offended, because Harry wasn't acting surprised because the question came out of his mouth, the punk was just genuinely intrigued and the blue-eyed boy felt so happy, because he had finally found someone who was actually interested in him, rather than just judging him for his sexual adventures or wondering whether they could get it in as well. It was very refreshing to listen to Harry talking about his insight on the matter and at the end of it, a smile was plastered onto Louis' face and he took a deep breath before starting to tell the punk his own thoughts. "I just think that faith had something to do with us - I'm not saying that we were meant for each other or anything like that" - 'except I totally am', Louis thought before continuing. "All I know is that I've never before met someone who I am this comfortable with. I feel like I can say almost anything to you and you wont look down at me or laugh, I don't feel scared to voice my thoughts to you even as weird as they are and that means so much to me. I feel like I belong, I'm not the weirdo anymore who doesnt do relationships, you understand where I'm coming from and it feels very liberating to be accepted for who I am. I wouldn't say I believe in god, but I do believe that some higher force looked down at me and thought that I needed someone special in my life and then you walked in - and even though we didn't become the bestest of friends right away, I really do believe I have learned a lot about myself with your help and I simply can't force myself to think that it was all a coincidence"
After moving into Harry's lap Louis could sense how overwhelmed Harry was but he hoped that after catching his breath for a minute the punk would again gain his confidence back and take control of the situation too. It didn't take long until Tomlinson felt Styles lift his hips up to meet his behind and he hummed in delight, happy that everything was okay between them once again, atleast for a while. The curly haired male had closed his eyes too and when Louis put his mouth on his neck, he admired how beautiful and peaceful the taller one looked - concentrating his eyes especially on his full pouty plush lips and his long eyelashes that fluttered against his skin. The blue-eyed boy was going to really litter Harry's neck with marks but somehow the guy broke his hands free from his hold - maybe because he had been too concentrated on admiring his gorgeous face, oops - the huge hands moved to his hips and gave a firm squeeze before they fell to his ass and just like that, the two puzzle pieces snapped together. "Harry", the 19-year-old whispered, panting when the punk met his movement and thrusted up against him. 'This is what you wanted all along, didn't you, you sneaky little minx', Harry's words kept repeating themselves in Louis' mind and the brunet was both out of breath and out of words, his ocean blue eyes were locked on the punk, as he smirked at him before sinking his teeth into his neck, making him gasp and whimper loudly. "So what if I did? Are you complaining?", the 19-year-old finally mused, sporting a very mischiveous expression on his face - his hands had been unoccupied for a long while so he finally sank them in Harry's curls, twirling some of the locks around his fingers and tucking just a little.
What Harry said next, suddenly brough a lump in Louis' throat and if their lips wouldn't have been locked in the next moment he would have proceeded to hide his face in the junction between Styles's neck and shoulder. Louis kept the kiss going for a few more blissful moments and then pulled away, just so he could press his forehead against Harry's with their breaths still mingling together. "I missed you so much - I missed having your hands on me and I missed your lips, I missed your eyes on me and I missed your body - I missed you so fucking much though I had no right because you aren't mine. I want you too, I really want you Harry...in every sense possible and I want you to take me, all of me and I want it to last forever because finally I don't have to hold back and this is a major deal to me, I actually like you a lot, that's never a thing when I have sex with someone...", Louis spoke quietly, really coming to terms himself too with the fact that things were about to change drastically both for him and Harry but also for just himself too. "You'll be my first", The smaller one of the two whispered and it was clear that he was saying that to himself too - his eyes were blown wide and he had this newborn gleam in them, indicating how big the realization was for Louis. "Let's do it", Tomlinson said before he pushed his body enough away from Harry so he was able to pull his sweater off, he pecked Harry's lips softly before he pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders and smiled at seeing the body he had longed for, right there infront of him and it was for him. "God...", the 19-year-old whimpered, putting his forefinger on Harry's skin and moving it all the way from his pecs to the waistband of his sweatpants, gliding it over the treasure trail and feeling goosebumps on his own skin. It didn't take Louis long to kick his own jeans off and just like that he flung his boxers across the room too, he then climbed back over Harry and pulled the male's leather jacket over his own shoulders, grinning playfully and winking at the punk. "Now for the best part", Tomlinson teased as he grasped the waistbands of Harry's boxers and pants and started moving them down his legs, before fully discarding them too and then spreading Styles' legs and crawling between them, with his ass in the air. Louis positioned his hands on Harry's inner thighs, and lowered his head down, slowly putting his lips around the punk's cock, which was already half hard and lying against his thigh, Tomlinson sucked on the head first and then gradually picked up speed as he started moving his head up and down on the shaft, closing his eyes and humming around the member, sending vibrations around it. Louis kept up the work until Harry's cock was taking up the whole space in his mouth, he then pulled off and sat up infront of Harry, then taking the member in his fist and stroking it gently, looking at Harry with a giddy expression. "From this point on I'm yours, you can do whatever you want to me", the blue-eyed boy whispered shyly and he then grabbed Harry's hand and leaned back, pulling the punk on top of himself as he let his back hit the floor.