goldenMoon28
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“I missed you,” Louis admits. His thumbs gliding over the lace panties peeking out from under the waistband of his jeans. Harry responds only with a soft hum. “Come to my place, baby,” he says. His fingers can’t help but greedily stroke the skin he has missed for months. He presses himself closer to him.
Harry hums. “I don't know...”
Louis' eyes are dark with desire, but he forces himself to stay still. “Please...” he whispers. "I missed you. Your scent. Your laughter.[...] How you bring me peace."
A softer smile spreads across Harry's face. Slowly, he leans closer to Louis. And Louis can't help but take a deep breath of his scent.
Harry is so close. Their lips are about to touch-
But Harry pulls away and kisses his cheek gently instead. “Good night, rockstar,” he whispers in Louis's ear. Then he pushes past him and leaves.
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Rockstar Louis is finally back on tour in England. He’s desperate to claim his Omega, but Harry keeps slipping through his fingers every time. Maybe all he needs is the power of a song…
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“You know... you don't just play around with a cowboy's hat,” he whispers in Harry's ear. His breath brushes Harry's cheek, hot and demanding. “There's this rule... you wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”
Harry's breath catches. His fingers dig into his thigh as if he needs to hold himself steady. His eyes widen, his cheeks flush.
Louis leans back slightly, studying his face, revelling in the sight of this mixture of shock and desire. “Do you think you can handle that?”
Harry doesn't answer immediately. Instead, he leans forward, his lips almost brushing Louis' ear. His voice is soft but dark."Oh, I can handle it. Don't worry, cowboy."Prompt: 354
save a horse ride a cowboy fic!! cowboy Louis “accidentally” drops his hat at a show and oblivious Harry picks it up without knowing the meaning of the gesture, that leads to Harry riding Louis while wearing his cowboy hat -
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“Shit, sorry!” he blurts out, raising his hand to wipe away the stain. But as soon as his fingers touch the fabric, the man's hand grabs his wrist in a flash. Harry gasps. The man looks down at his shirt, then back at him. [...]
Harry flinches.
“Just a minute!” the man calls back. His thumb slowly strokes Harry’s inner wrist, a casual but shockingly intimate gesture.“Take care, sweetheart.” And before Harry can say anything, the man lets go of his hand and leaves. Harry stands there wondering what the hell just happened.
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He carefully hangs it on a hanger and pushes it into the far corner of his closet, where no one will find it. A smirk plays around his lips.
Pretty boy will be his. He can already feel it.
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"Harry Edward Styles. 26. Originally from Holmes Chapel, now in London. Runs his own flower shop, lives above it. Mother, stepfather, one sister. Two previous relationships with men, currently single."
“Stop.” Louis raises his hand. “That's enough.” Zayn nods and disappears. Louis leans back.
Harry. So that's his name.
A dangerous smile spreads across his lips. Time to pay him a visit.
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Harry’s year kicks off with chaos, he sleeps through his first lecture and then some idiot ruins his favorite blouse with coffee. And not just any blouse, the one he really loved. Worse? Harry’s convinced the guy did it on purpose just to get a whiff of him, nostrils fluttering and all. With no change of clothes, Harry rushes to the sports field changing room.
He finally finds what he needs: a random hoodie tucked away in a locker. Problem solved? Not quite.
Lost in thought, Harry is suddenly yanked into a corridor by a stranger. Reflex takes over, Harry punches him square in the face.
“Didn’t anyone teach you not to sneak up on Omegas?” he snaps.
The stranger just grins. “Shit, I didn’t realise you were an Omega. Do you know why? Because you fucking smell like me.”
Then, with a cocky smile: “If I’d known such a pretty Omega was going to steal my hoodie, I wouldn’t have complained at all.”
AU where a bad day turns upside down when Harry steals a hoodie to fix a coffee disaster, only to accidentally encounter with the smug (and hot) Alpha it belongs to.
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“Louiiisss!” he roars, his voice raw and hoarse. No answer. “Louuuu, help me!” With his last ounce of strength, he squeezes the words out of his burning throat.
But Louis doesn't move. He just stands there, still.
Seven minutes later, the house is nothing more than a shell of fire and smoke.
A day later, the whole town is whispering about the night.
Two weeks later, the rubble is gone.
Three years later, a new house stands on this spot.
And two hundred years later, no one remembers what happened that night.- - -
His name is whispered through the alleys, a faceless rumor. The vampire hunter. A hunter who only kills his own kind.
He reaches for the dagger in the man's chest, pulls it out, and wipes the blade clean on his own shirt. No hesitation, no looking back as he takes care of disposing of the body.
Hours later, Harry is roaming the streets again. Then there is someone standing there.
Harry moves closer. One more step.
Then he freezes.
Louis.Centuries ago, they were united by more than immortality. Now they meet again, and old pain resurfaces
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Harry matches with his former teacher Mister Louis Tomlinson on a dating app
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