10 Works by rbbsbb
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“What, then?” Louis asks, taking a step closer. “I just… follow you? Live here, in the woods, and give up everything I’ve ever known?” Louis stops right in front of Harry, only a foot of distance between them. “I give up my suppressants, and my work, and all my friends and family?”
Louis’ omega doesn’t need to ask, but Louis does. The human part of himself, that’s not ruled by instinct, needs to hear it.
“I can’t tell you what to do,” Harry starts, as wise as ever. Those green eyes of his fall to Louis’ throat, where a trickle of sweat has started to slip down his skin, under the collar of his shirt. “Deep down, though, you know what you want.”
AU. Cults, pack dynamics, and the road trip of a lifetime.
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1970 AU. Harry Styles is the lead singer of The Rolling Stones. Louis Tomlinson is the androgynous Ziggy Stardust. A friendship among gods is in the making.
(Or, a historically inaccurate introduction of Harry as Mick Jagger and Louis as David Bowie.)
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“You have a lot of friends, huh?”
Harry nods again. “A few.” The muscles of his bicep flex under Louis’ touch, and the alpha looks a bit drunk from the feeling, his eyes blinking slower and lips quirking at the corners. He’s leaning in, his alpha scent surrounding Louis from all sides.
“Mm,” Louis hums, squeezing his fingers tight, just to hear the sharp way Harry inhales. Then, when Harry is least expecting it, Louis returns the earlier sentiment—leaning up on his tiptoes and pressing his weight into Harry for balance, drawing his lips up close to Harry’s ear, and whispering, “Why don’t you go tell them goodnight.”
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Louis doesn’t have a habit of thinking about Harry’s dick.
That would be weird, seeing as they’re best mates, and they share a flat, and they’ve spent holidays at each other’s family homes. Their friendship hasn’t ever risen to a point where Louis should want to see his mate’s dick, and he’s happy to keep it that way.
Except, all that Louis can think about is exactly that. The size of it. The shape. The amount of people it’s been in.
Maybe it’s the tequila talking, or the fact that Louis’ just recently walked in to an eyeful of Harry taking turns on some slags that he’s never seen before, but. Louis’ mind can’t stop obsessing over the idea.
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Louis’ so drunk off Harry, though—even more than all of the drinks that he’s had—that he doesn’t even want to look anywhere else. He’s dying for it, for Harry to hold him down and fill him up, mark him inside.
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Having sex isn’t some gateway to feelings.
They still hate one another, dicks be damned.
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It’s been so long since anyone touched him like this, since anyone wanted to.
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It’s not that Louis doesn’t want Harry to go down on him like that—God knows that he’d like nothing more. Every time that they come close, though, with Harry all but begging to get his mouth on Louis’ ass, he can’t help but go tense and freeze up. Like a deer in headlights he’ll go wide eyed and freak out, say that they’ll save it for next time even though he knows he’ll only chicken out time after time.
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au. louis is eighteen and overprotective of his pitch. harry's his coach, and he can only take so much attitude.
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my world is filled with cheer (and you) by rbbsbb for mstyles91
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
18 Dec 2015
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AU. They're all in Secondary school together, and Harry isn't new to pining. The annual Secret Santa gift exchange is on, though, and when he pulls Louis' name, Harry decides that he needs to get his boy the best present that he could ever ask for.
(Or, Harry is in love with Louis, his best mate, and is his Secret Santa this year.)