I said, hey, it's alright
Does it make you feel alive?

Lara leaned into Harry as he lay back on the couch, her hands tightly clutching his shirt as her lips awkwardly bumped into his chin. She looked embarrassed for a moment before she tried again, firmly pressing her mouth onto his this time around. Harry sat there not moving, responding only with his lips, his arms lying still by his side.

Lara kissed him slowly before gently nibbling on his bottom lip and then looking over her shoulder to see Louis still standing there barefoot in his black lounge pants and sleeveless shirt. He looked as though he didn’t know if he should be coming or going, but still he didn’t move.

Lara looked back to Harry and he merely blinked at her before he placed his hand on the back of her head and pushed her head toward him.

“I want more.” He said.

His kiss started out soft but soon became deep as she felt him thrust his tongue into her mouth and his fingers tangle in her hair. Harry had spread his legs slightly and Lara found herself shifting over to sit on his lap.

“So I guess I should leave you two alone.” Louis spoke. From the corner of her eye Lara saw Harry and Louis share a look and before she knew it, Louis was standing by the couch. Harry’s arm stretched out to touch Louis on the arm before pulling at it until he sat on the edge of the couch.

Lara could feel her skin tingle at Louis’ proximity, his blue eyes smouldering as he watched Harry’s hand descend to the small of Lara’s back.

“I haven’t been able to get the two of you out of my head.” Harry said huskily. “Watching you kiss yesterday made me…”

Harry didn’t finish the sentence but Lara could feel his excitement. She exchanged glances with Louis and he licked his lips nervously. They had both conspired to make Harry jealous and now suddenly the plan was taking a turn they had never imagined. Harry placed his hand on the back of Lara’s head and his other hand behind Louis’ head, bringing them both close together. They paused for a moment and all Lara could see was his nervous eyes and the way he bit his bottom lip in anticipation. Lara felt Harry’s hand lightly press on the back of her head and she saw Louis’ lips part before she closed her eyes. Harry must have pushed Louis’ head too because they bumped lips before his lips found hers again and they kissed.

It was a tentative kiss, so different to the last kiss they had shared which had turned into a rough fight for dominance. It was gentle and careful as though they weren’t sure they were doing the right thing, but were compelled to do it anyway. It didn’t help having Harry hold her head in place as she kissed Louis, until she could barely breathe and all she could focus on was the sensation of his tongue slowly exploring her mouth.

Louis placed his hand on her warm cheek and the kiss soon escalated as he leaned forward to gain better access. Lara still sat on Harry’s lap and she instinctively broke the kiss to look at him for reassurance. She couldn’t help but ache with longing at the look on his face. His hooded eyes regarded her closely and there was no doubt that he was aroused. Later she could not remember who or how it was suggested but they moved to another room.

Lara glanced around Louis’ bedroom, taking in the stylish décor and then the usual boy mess, clothes slung on the back of a chair and a pair of Vans carelessly thrown in one corner. Her eyes fell upon the king sized bed and she tentatively sat on the edge of it looking up to see Louis take off his shirt. She noticed his cheeks were flushed pink but she was soon distracted by the sight of the prominent tattoos on his lightly tanned arms. She had never really seen them properly before and she realised how at odds they were with his delicate good looks. Her eyes flitted from the stag tattoo on his arm to the ‘It is what it is’ tattoo that adorned his chest. Louis followed her gaze and shot her a small smile in response. Lara then jumped slightly when she felt Harry’s hands on her shoulders pushing her back onto the bed.

She looked up to see his face upside down and hovering above her before his lips descended onto her mouth. The upside kiss lasted only a few moments before he lifted her sweater over her head. She could see Harry look at her carefully before casting a small nod toward Louis who had just pulled off his shirt, discarding it on the floor. She looked behind her to see Harry lie back on the bed supported by his elbows.

“So hot.” Harry murmured with a small smile. “Remember what you said that time on the rooftop?”

“They could watch.”

Lara remembered how she had uttered the words to Harry and she felt her body become warm at the thought. She so distracted by the knowing smile on Harry’s face that it took her a few seconds to realise that Louis had undone her jeans and pulled them down. He stood over her for a moment and regarded her half nude body with a tilt of his head. He bent over her, his lips now touching the soft area between her breasts.

“You like Louis don’t you?” Harry slurred.

“No.”Lara breathed and she could feel Louis chuckle against her skin as his lips trailed down to her bare stomach. And it was true to an extent. She didn’t really want Louis. But the combination of Harry watching her with lust in his eyes, the effect of alcohol and the fact that on some level she found Louis attractive made her lie there in anticipation. It didn’t help matters that the feeling of Louis’ mouth on her skin was sending tingles throughout her body.

She opened her eyes to see Louis stand over her, studying her as though he didn’t know what to do next. He looked at Harry and then as though under some unspoken order, slipped off Lara’s jeans. He then took her by the arms, making her sit on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs open with his hands. He stood between them and lowered his finger onto her lips, sliding it down her neck and onto her chest until it reached her underwear. Louis looked up at her and Lara could only stare back, nervously swallowing as he gently trailed his fingers down her inner thigh.

Should she enjoy it, what should she do…. these thoughts raced through her mind and it was only until she felt Harry kneel behind her and kiss the side of her neck, did she feel herself relax. His tongue ran over the little love bites he had left the day before.

“Does this feel good?” He asked and she nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Louis’ expression remained intense as he kept his steady gaze on Lara. She could hear him breathing deeply as her eyes flitted down to the tattoos on his bare torso. Without thinking Lara raised her hand to touch the ‘78’, tracing her finger over the number. He took in one long breath before moving his finger to the tops of her breasts and disappearing beneath her bra. His warm hands touched her breasts before guiding her gently back on the bed. Lara whimpered softly as Louis lowered his body onto hers, his hands still touching her, his lips now finding hers.

Lara could feel the differences between the two… Louis’ smaller hands were more gently compared to Harry who tended to be rough, Louis’ hesitant kisses as opposed to Harry’s deliberate kisses. His full weight was on her and Lara’s hands made their way to his waist, properly touching him for the first time. It was then Lara heard Harry leave the room and she turned to look before Louis gently pinned her down.

“What are we doing Louis?” She whispered.

“Just go with it.” He mumbled, preoccupied with unclipping her bra. When she clutched his bicep and opened her mouth to speak, Louis sighed impatiently and grabbed her by the hands. He stretched her arms above her head and then returned to her bra. Once unclasped, his hands returned to her hands, his palms on hers pressed down upon the bed.

“He’ll be back.” Louis said raising his head to look down at her. “Just go with it.”

Notes

Hope nobody is freaking out about this chapter, and if you are then I hope it's in a good way :)

It'll be interesting to hear what you think about the latest development... oh & please be kind :)