Gifts for sowearegay
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05 Jan 2016
Harry is a reckless god of war, Louis is a muse unspoken of, and their love might not be written in the stars.
- Part 1 of the tragic story of a muse and a war god
Never Understood What Love Was Really Like (But I Felt It For The First Time Looking In Your Eyes) by TheIfInLife for sowearegay
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
01 Nov 2015
“So,” Harry continues, voice so thick it’s dripping into Louis’ veins, directing his blood all down to one place. Harry’s hand comes up to grip lightly at Louis’ neck, thumb digging into the spot where his bond mark will be someday. “No one has ever touched you?”
“No,” Louis feels the heat around them, nearly suffocating in the dense mixture of their pheromones. Louis realizes with a violent clench of his arse that Harry’s hard. He can smell it and from how Harry tenses, Harry can smell that Louis is starting to get wet. He feels Harry’s fingers dance along the waistline of jeans, eyes boring into Louis’. Subconsciously, Louis tilts his hips up in permission.
“Can I touch you?”
“Yes.” Louis hisses. He can’t believe that this is actually happening. The tender squeeze that Harry gives has Louis mewling. But, wait. “Wait,”
Immediately Harry’s hand is off of him. “What’s wrong?”
“This doesn’t mean anything right? Like no serious stuff. Because I’m like – I don’t want to bond.”
“No, nothing serious.” Harry’s response in instantaneous. “No strings attached.”
Or the one where Louis and Harry go off to University together and they grow closer in ways they never expected.
Harry and Louis have been together for five years. Louis is Harry's baby.
A whole week. Seven stress-filled days of no “welcome home” kisses or small, thoughtful gifts. It isn’t like Louis feels like he deserves presents, but when it’s been four and a half years of that—he expects it. It’s not like Harry is ignoring him.
But Harry is ignoring him.