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1. Your lips, My lips, Apocalypse. by zourrypls

   Fandoms: One Direction (Band)  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   27 Mar 2018

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
   • Harry Styles
   • Louis Tomlinson
   • Zayn Malik
   • Gigi Hadid
   • Anal Sex
   • Rimming
   • Felching
   • Top Harry
   • Bottom Louis
   • Pining
   • Ass Play
   • Comeplay
   • Explicit Sexual Content
   • So much rimming oh god
   • Jealous Harry
   • Overstimulation
   • Multiple Orgasms
   • Dirty Talk
   • Dom/sub Undertones
   • Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot
   • Come Eating

   Summary

   Louis’ still watching him, “Why do you care Harry?” he shouts. He looks like he wants to say more, like he needs Harry to say what he wants to hear.

   Harry doesn’t understand what he wants anymore.

   Harry breathes harshly, “I just don’t fancy sitting around while you’re getting it on with some bloke.”

    

   or what one night of alcohol and dancing can do to two people who got good at hiding their feelings.

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   English

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