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The sound of cheers start to dull as Harry snuck his way out of the hidden VIP section his and Louis’s team put him in for the game. Watching his husband on the field for Harry was what performing on stage was for him. It was exhilarating like watching something out of a movie. As Louis played Harry thought of the late nights he and Louis shared while cuddling in the small twin sized bed in the X Factor house. Louis once told him if singing didn't work out for him he would quit everything and work on going pro, and now here he is doing the two things he wished for (three if you include Harry) . As Harry paced the hallways trying to find the correct locker room and the best time not to get caught by security, he checked his watch and listened as yup he guessed it the trophies were being handed out. The last Unicef game that Louis participated in was in 2016 England won but this time around unfortunately England lost and as heartbroken Harry was for his husband he knew that this was a brush under the rug for him. He knew that Louis would be disappointed but he would still feel good because he was playing for a good cause and he got to donate and help many children along the way, so losing wasn't looking too bad for him. Harry knew he had to act fast if his plan was going to work. Harry looked both ways before entering the team England locker room. Harry was instantly met with the sight of bags and shoes everywhere, ignoring the current state and smell of the locker room Harry gathered his phone from his pocket and texted Louis two words before stashing it back into his pocket.
To Loubear: Locker Room.
From Loubear: OMW?
Harry smiles at the buzz of his phone in his pocket knowing that Louis had responded to his message. Harry began to pace the room cleaning up the trash that his husband and the other players had left before the game. After cleaning up the room Harry goes into the bathroom to check on how he looked, he was currently wearing his “Team Tomlinson” jersey and his famous red shorts that he knew Louis loved. He admires his new beard that is growing in and combed his newly formed mullett and smiled at himself. He knew he was hot and he knew that after the game his husband had he was in need of some taking care of. The sound of the locker room door opening caught his attention. Staying in the bathroom for a second or so he waited to see if it was Louis or just another player coming to grab their things. The sound of cleats and a questioned “Haz?” filled the room. Stepping out of the bathroom Harry comes face to face with a sweaty, tired Louis. Harry looked at his husband up and down reading his features over and over again like he doesn't already have them memorized. Harry didn't have to say something to know how Louis was feeling. They have been together long enough to know how the other is feeling. Harry walked towards Louis cupping his cheek with one hand and handing the other in Louis’s.
Louis lets out a deep sigh before laying his sweaty forehead on Harry’s shoulder. Usually Harry would tell him off for his sweat on him but not now, now he needed him including his sweat. Harry held Louis for another minute before Louis lifted his head and looked up at Harry and kissed him. Harry kissed him back, moving the hand that was on his cheek down to Louis’s waist. Harry deepened the kiss pulling Louis to one of the benches silently telling him to sit down. Louis breaks the kiss sitting down and takes a deep breath. Harry watches him before sinking to his knees in front of Louis “ What are you doing?” Harry began to stroke one of his hand up and down on Louis’s leg “You said you needed some oral-” Harry laughs and shakes his head at his slip up “I mean moral support and i just wanted to take care of you” Louis huffs out a laugh “you lured me into the locker room for some head” Harry's hand moves closer up Louis’s thigh “Not just head, oral support” Harry flashes Louis his million dollar smile and Louis can't help himself bending down and giving Harry a wet kiss, Harry moaned into the kiss loving how easily Louis gets into the role of dominance. “Alrighty fucking moaning while wearing the tiniest shorts known to man” Harry bites his lip looking into Louis’s eyes “I thought you said you liked them?” Louis bites Harry’s lip tugging it until it pops back “I don’t when anyone can see what's mine though” Harry's quick to say “I’m yours. You know that” Louis leaned back catching his breath from the kiss and the game and smiled down at Harry. Harry is quick to start tugging Louis shorts off, the fabric catching at his feet. Harry leans down at Louis’s boxes and kisses his tip before looking up into Louis’s eyes and gliding his tongue across the clothed cock. Louis lets out a breath moving his hand to Harry’s hair (well as much as he can) “Your hair is growing in nice isnt it?” Harry starts to nod but is interrupted by Louis dragging his hair up “I asked you a question. How are you supposed to answer?” Harry whines and swallows “Y-Yes daddy it is. Sorry for being naughty” Louis drags Harry back down to his crotch and lets go of his hair dragging his own hands through his sweaty hair.
Harry stays not moving just watching Louis making his own cock twitch. Louis looks down at Harry after a minute of no contact “Well are you going to suck it or should we just leave now?” Harry shakes out of his distraction shaking his head at Louis' suggestion “No! I want- I’m going to suck it now. Please dont leave yet” Harry’s hurried hands grip the waistband of Louis’s underwear and louis lifts his hips up to help, Harry drags Louis’s shorts and underwear off of his body fully neatly folding them and placing them in Louis’s duffle bag. “Good boy” Louis’s cock slaps his navel and he lets out a groan. Harry’s quick to get a hold of Louis’s hard cock looking up at him as he teasingly licks the precum off of his tip. “No time for teasing slut” Harry quickly elopes Louis’s cock into his greedy mouth and sucks slightly bobbing his head. Louis’s hand finds Harry’s hair once more and helps guide Harry to the desired pace he wants. “What a fucking slut. Leaving the game early to meet me in the locker room for a blowie” Harry positions himself higher on his knees with his legs spread and of course Louis notices “Look at that. Hard from just sucking daddy’s cock” Louis pointed out the action just sending more blood down to Harry’s cock. Harry moaned around Louis with one hand fisting what he can’t fit in his mouth and the other heading down his own thigh to relieve some pressure. Louis notices and with a new kick of his foot towards Harry’s hand knocking off Harry’s desperate hand. Harry whines and Louis begins to stand with his cock still in Harry's mouth. His hands still in Harry’s hair looking down at him “Fucking hell babe. Since you can't keep your greedy hands away I’ll just do it for you. Hands behind your back” Harry is quick to lace his hands behind his back and look up at Louis with glossy big eyes. Louis thrusts his hips back and then forth earning a slight gag from the body beneath him. Harry nods up at Louis granting him permission. With that Louis starts thrusting his hips back and forth gently watching Harry’s body language with every move. Keeping his pace Louis began to grip the collar of his jersey but Harry quickly slid off of Louis’s cock voice hoarse from cock, Harry began to shake his head “N-No” Louis looked down at him with a puzzled look “No?” Harry swallows and begins to explain in a whisper “I want you keep it on” Louis’s look stayed “Speak up I can't hear you” Griping Harry’s chin to look at him “I-I want you to keep it on while I blow you” Louis smiled at the confession
“You want daddy to keep his jersey while you pretend that you lured the footie captain for a blowie?” Harry nods looking embarrassed but Louis quickly wipes that frown off with a kiss “Thats so fucking hot” Louis sits back up and guides Harry back to his cock and holds his head down making Harry spudder around Louis. Starting the pace up again Harry tries to look up at Louis but his eyes begin to roll back just enjoying the feeling of Louis cock in his mouth. The sounds of Harry's choking and Louis’s harsh breathing filled the air. One of pairs’s favorite noises. Louis pulls out and lets Harry breathe for a second. After that second is over he takes Harry’s hair and guides him standing. He takes Harry to the nearest wall, Harry panted against the wall and swallowed as Louis drags the red shorts off of Harry putting a leg in between Harry’s leg spreading them. “Oh yes daddy” Harry moaned “you dont even know what i'm doing yet” Louis said “I dont care” “fucking brat” Louis spat into his hand and brushed the spit onto Harry’s hole earning a moan from the boy. “L-Lube in my pocket” Louis reached down to the discarded red shorts and there it was a small bottle of lube hidden like it magically appeared. Louis took the bottle and squeezed a small amount of lube onto his fingers then brushing the wet fingers onto Harry's greedy hole. “What a fuckign slut I have. Keeping lube in his pocket at a charity game so his daddy can fuck him after” One of Louis’s hand slaps Harrys asscheek causing Harry to moan “please hurry” Louis pulls on Harry’s hair to lean his head back to see his glossy eyes and says “ and who are you to call the shots here? I could just leave you here and jerk off in the shower if I wanted to” Harry immediately tries to shake his head “N-No I’ll be good. Please fuck me”
Harry spreads his legs further and snakes his two hands around the back to spread his asscheeks apart. Louis steps away from the boy to just admire him in all his glory. His boy really was something else. Louis’s hands returned to the now spread cheeks as a lubed finger reached the puckering hole begging for attention. A finger slides in and in return a deep moan comes from Harry. The second finger sliding in next to the first with the same amount of ease Louis’s eyebrows raise “Did you finger yourself before you came in here?” Harry began to nod “Yes I couldn't help myself. Just need you please.” Louis began to pry even more “You knew that you were going to lure me in here just for a fuck.” The nod of Harry’s head confirmed his assumptions. A deep growl followed as Louis removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock. Once he had bottomed out in the boy they both let out a moan. Louis began to thrust in and out of Harry at a fast pace no need to slow things down clearly if Harry came in here all prepped. Harry’s head flopped down onto Louis’s chest being consumed of the feeling of being fucked. “Ugh already fucking dick drunk arent you? Could make you do anything and you would do it” “Yes daddy please” “Please what? You're already getting what you wanted” Harry’s moans began to bounce off of the walls already forgetting where they were. Louis’s hand slapped against Harry’s loud mouth to silence his noises “as much as I love hearing you, you don't want us to get caught do you?” with the mention of possibly getting caught Harry clenched around Louis, Louis laughed “Of course you would like the idea of that. Who am I kidding?” Harry began to slip down the wall at the force of trying to keep his body up and the pace of Louis’s thrusts. Louis, being as attentive as he is slipped out of Harry earning a displeased whimper Louis gripped Harry’s elbow and moved him to one of the benches laying him down so his back was on the bench and Louis was on the edge with holding Harry’s legs up. Louis slid back into Harry feeling the pressure of his ass deeper in this position. The bulge of his cock is visible, a favorite view from his boy. “Haz look down” Louis says panting with his eyes locked in on the sight. Harry opens his eyes and meets where the bulge of his belly is seen. “Holy fuck” Louis begins to move faster. Louis could tell that Harry was close by the lack of movement and the twitching his husband was facing. “You going to cum for me baby?” Harry began to nod before Louis had time to finish what he was trying to say. “Permission to cum please daddy!” Harry exclaimed getting so close to his orgasm with the burning in his lower abdomen and the twitch of his cock. Louis shifted his hips to make his cock directly hit Harry’s prostate with every thrust. “Cum untouched for me babe” Harry opened his eyes to meet Louis’s now dark blue and with the look in Louis’s face and the pace of the assault on his prostate he came. White streaks of cum decorate his naval and Louis’s pelvis sticking to him. Harry began to moan louder crying to himself as the pleaser of Louis's cock becoming too much for him. “Good boy hazzy. Come back to me” Harry opens his eyes once more to find comfort in Louis' eyes. Louis’s pace stuttered as he was close to his ending. Louis began to moan loud one of Harry’s biggest turn ons - when his man is loud. “Holy fuck babe i’m so close. Where do you want my cum babe?” Harry quickly answered with a hoarse “In me captain” Louis lips twitched in a smile as his face contorted in a pleaser filled expression hips pausing as he filled Harry up with his cum. Louis dropped his head back trying to catch his breath. Harry shuddered once more before taking his hands and looping them behind Louis’s neck to drag him into a kiss. Louis breathed against his lips as Harry just watched him come down from his high.
“I hope this helped you captain” Harry said smugly. Louis laughed as he pulled out and dragged Harry’s tired body to sit up. Scooching next to him Harry laid his head against louis’s shoulder and the couple caught their breath together. “Well now what?” Louis interrupted the comfortable silence. “Well I want ice cream and some good snuggles.” Louis kissed the side of Harry’s head and said “then ice cream and snuggles it is. But we should clean up first” Harry groans, dropping his head back “I forgot about that part” Louis stands taking both of Harry’s hands pulling him up “Up we get. The quicker we clean the faster we can go home” Harry and Louis began to clean the locker room back to what it was when Louis took Harry’s hand pulling him into a kiss “Thank you for that… oral support” Harry laughed and kissed him back. “Your welcome captain.” Louis turns his back for one second shoving things into his duffle bag when he turns around to see Harry holding his phone horizontally with the screen that displayed a tip request when Louis looked up to see Harry smiling dimples and all. Louis laughed and gave Harry a kiss on the lips, sealing the deal. Although Louis may not have won the game he knew that he won the best husband in the universe bad jokes and all but he wouldn't trade it for the world. Louis was always a winner in Harry’s world.