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So, um,” Louis stuttered. “So you do prefer your men to have beards?”
Harry slowly nodded, walking towards Louis.
“Like to feel stubble on my cheek and neck when I get kissed,” Harry confirmed, hands falling lightly to his neck, rubbing there softly. “Like seeing my skin turned pink after getting eaten out. Like to feel claimed the next day, feel like I have a secret no one else knows.”
Louis’ mouth was gaping slightly, eyes unblinking. He was confused at Harry’s candor and at his own arousal.
“Oh,” he eventually said.
“Don’t assume you know anything about my preferences, Lou,” Harry said strongly.
Louis nodded submissively, surprising himself. What was going on in this kitchen? When did it get this hot?
“Why, then?” Louis asked, once he gained some mental capacity back.
“Why what?” Harry responded.
“Why did you want me to shave?” Louis asked, still confused.
A shifty smirk worked its way onto Harry’s face.
“If you don’t shave soon, Lou, I’m going to have to fuck you."