The boys are sitting in class.
L: Haz this is so damn boring
L: Oi
L: Hazza
L: ELLO
L: Please, love i'm bored
H: Lou, i'm trying to concentrate
L: Naughty boy, looking on your phone during class
L: ;D
H: i hate you
L: not true
H: it is, now please stop texting
L: no
L: not until you say that you love me
H: love you
L: good, and now lets go i'm bored
H: can't just ditch class because you're bored
L: ok
H: ?
L: what do you want to do tonight?
H: dunno, movie?
L: what about...
L: I'll fuck your brain out
H: LOUIS
L: make you scream my name
H: Oh god
L: make you come 3 times
H: STOP
L: NO
H: please
L: i will lick your entire body and then i'll eat you out
H: !!!
L: is it working?
H: yeah
L: good
H: no, teacher is staring at me
L: let's go then
H: can't, too late
L: what
H: !!!
L: oh, just say you're not feeling well
L: put your sweater in front of !
H: i hate you
L: do it NOW
L: and i'll take care of you
L: i blow you until you're knees are shaking
H: Lou STOP, you're making me come in class
L: I'll take you're cock deep into my mouth until you're tip touches my throat
H: 'm close you ass
L: Imagine my tongue licking over your tip
H: nonono
Louis looks over to Harry who is sweating and biting his lower lip.
L: look at me, love
Harry does and Louis takes his thump deep into his mouth and pulls it out, very slowly. Harrys pants are way too tight and he's trying hard to sit still. His hand is on his tight, way too close to his dick.
L: don't touch yourself
L: come for me Harold
Harry head goes down, he bites his lip even harder and he puts his hand between his legs, so no one sees him coming. And Louis just hears Harry breathing out heavy. He gives his boyfriend one minute and then raises his hand.
Teacher: What is it, Louis
Louis: I think Harry is not feeling very well, im taking him outside if that's ok with you
The teacher is looking at Harry confused, but nods.
Teacher: Yeah, sure.
Louis helps Harry standing up, takes his stuff and they leave the room. Outside he immediately presses his lips onto Harrys. After making out a little, Louis stats kissing Harry's neck.
Harry: God, Lou I can't believe you did this.
Louis: Don't try to tell me that you didn't like it.
He smiles.
Louis: You loved it.
Harry: I hate you
Louis: No you don't
Harry: I know, thats the problem, you're such a tease.
Louis: love me?
Harry cups his boyfriends checks.
Harry: 'course I love you.
Louis: Good, i love you too.
Harry: I want you to touch me when i come the next time.
Louis: Exactly what I want and now kiss me and then let's get out of here.
