Louis worked up the guts to turn around and face Harry.
Harry just looked down at the boy in his lap.
Louis smiled cheekily.
"What?" Harry asked with a smile, his fingers leaving Louis' hair.
"Nothing." He continued to smile up at Harry, who was becoming confused.
Louis turned back on his side and watched the film.
Harry's fingers were playing with his hair again, twirling the soft pieces over his fingers.
Harry looked down at Louis, his eyes were closed, his dark eyelashes fanned out and curled up.
His lips twisted up at the corners in a small smile.
Harry brushed the brown hair from Louis' face and ran his fingers across the boys' cheeks, he followed the line of his jaw with his thumb and lightly touched his lips. They were soft and pink and perfect. Harry wanted to lean down and press his lips against them, but knew it'd be wrong of him.
Louis' cheeks flushed, he opened his eyes and reveled in the fact that Harry was really touching him in such an intimate way.
He closed his eyes again and let himself enjoy Harry's gentleness.
Harry touched Louis' ear and massaged his ear lobe, noticing how the boys' cheeks were a darker shade of pink now.
Louis loved the way Harry was so careful with him. His touches were light and sweet, he was like an angel.
An 'mmm' escaped Louis' lips and his cheeks darker even more. Harry smiled, but didn't stop or say anything.
Harry let his fingers brush Louis' lips again, making Louis smile a bit as Harry's thumb glided across them.
Louis took Harry's hand in his and kissed his fingertips lightly. He wasn't sure if he should do such a thing, but he didn't care. Harry was so sweet and had an innocence even the devil couldn't resist.
Louis held Harry's hand awhile longer, their fingers lacing together.
Harry's hand was cold against his, he'd forgotten Harry hadn't put a shirt on, and was probably cold now.
"Are you cold?" Louis asked.
"Yeah, a bit." Harry admitted with a shy voice.
Louis moved the pillow from Harry's lap and sat there instead. He leaned his head on Harry's bare chest, and pulled the blanket over their legs and most of their torsos.
Harry didn't know why Louis was doing this, not that he minded, but Louis and he had never acted this way together.
"Better?" Louis asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
"Y-yeah." Harry stammered. He was nervous and knew Louis could tell. His heart was racing, he could hear the thudding in his ears.
Harry could feel Louis' warm breath on his skin, a thousand thoughts were running through his head. He wanted this… this was how he wanted it to be with Louis and him. He pushed the opposing thoughts out and wrapped his arms around Louis, making the Doncaster boy smile.

Louis' mind was running wild, he couldn't believe how forward he was being. He was aching to kiss Harry. He looked at his neck and wanted to kiss him there and make sweet noises escape his lips. He wanted to kiss the crap out of his perfect pouty lips and tangle his fingers in the boys' curly brown locks.
All Harry could think was "Don't let this go to your pants." The breath on his neck made his cheeks flush red.
He felt Louis' hands under the blanket as they brushed against his stomach and chest.
His breath hitched in his throat as he tried to speak, "Lou," he breathed.
"Harry." Louis replied before he lost his sense of mind and touched his lips to Harry's neck.
"I… I don't-" Harry couldn't speak, he could barely breathe. Louis' lips on his neck left him breathless, and every ounce of "don't do this" was melting away.
Louis began to kiss Harry's neck more, up to the hollow of his ear and his jaw.
"You don't? What are you saying Harry?" Louis knew he was teasing the younger boy, he was frozen and trying to catch his breath.
"I…" Was all Harry could manage.
Louis kissed his neck some more and began to suck at the soft thin skin.
"Lou" Harry moaned his name, his cheeks flushed deep red.
"You like that?" Louis teased, he knew he shouldn't be doing this, but couldn't stop himself.
Louis went back to the reddened skin, sucking and nipping at it.
Small moans came from Harry's lips, Louis loved the way they sounded and couldn't get enough.
Louis finally kissed Harry's lips, the perfect pouty pink lips he was dying to kiss.
Louis' kisses were light and he pulled back to look at Harry.
Harry was confused, not knowing why this was happening, but he wanted Louis so badly that it was hard to care.
Once Louis kissed Harry, all control was lost.
Harry looked at Louis with wonder and confusion in his eyes, but wanted so much more.
He took control and kissed Louis.
His lips were soft and sweet, the kiss started soft and quickly turned into hunger.
Louis pulled Harry closer to him, his fingers tangling in Harry's hair, tugging and pulling.
Harry moaned from deep in his throat.
Their tongues danced and wrestled. Their lips becoming swollen, in the best way.
Harry was now on top of Louis, lips turning to Louis' neck, finding his sweet spot. Louis shuddered when he'd found it. Harry kissed and sucked, earning beautiful sounds from behind Louis' lips.

Harry could feel the bulge between his legs. His dick was hard and he could feel it twitch. He could feel Louis' erection growing as well.
"Harry," Louis moaned with a jagged breath.
Harry kissed his lips and started grinding his hips with Louis'.
Louis turned the tables and got on top of Harry. He threw the blanket off of them and kissed the younger boy below him. Harry's breath was fast and uneven.
Their lips moved in sync, Harry tugged on Louis' hair, making him moan loudly.
Louis wanted to fuck Harry so bad, he needed him.
Louis reached between himself and Harry and rubbed Harry's dick from the outside of his sweatpants. Harry's head fell back with an "ugh!"
Louis smiled as he kissed Harry and went further, he slipped Harry's pants down and teasingly rubbed him over his underwear, "Don't tease!" Harry whined and pushed his hips upward.
Louis chuckled and slipped his hand inside the waist band.
He stroked Harry's cock slowly, Harry was in Heaven, he was moaning like crazy.
Louis' thumb brushed over Harry's tip, "Louis!" Harry moaned and bucked his hips.
"Fucking hell, you're sexy." Louis told him and kissed his lips.
Louis pumped Harry's thick cock and cupped his balls, "Lou, please… don't stop." Harry begged. He was sweating, his hair sticking to his forehead. He'd never felt like this before.
He bucked his hips and arched his back, toes curling, "Oh! Louis… Fuck!" Harry moaned in a ragged breath.
Louis pumped him until a final moan sounded and he came into his hand.
"Lou," Harry breathed his name quietly… no other words to say.
Louis kissed Harry and cleaned his hand off with a tissue.