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He felt a familiar body pressed against his back, he looked down and saw dark brown arms wrapping around his waist, clinging on to him possessively. His face was pressed against his neck, inhaling his scent and Louis' body betrayed him by leaning into him. “Your body didn’t forget me, Louis.” Came that silky, accented voice that Louis fell for once. Louis let out a sigh and closed his eyes, “What are you doing?”
“Did you miss me?” Armand says, biting his ear. Louis tries to resist the pull he feels towards him but cannot. He presses his body against Armand's, feeling his broad, sculpted chest and his hard length that was pressed against his ass. “My husband could find out, Armand.” He mutters quietly. His voice would have been drowned out by the loud music if Armand wasn’t so close to him. “You didn’t seem to care last time.” A flash of anger ignites within Louis, “You–” Armand chuckles, “I can still hear your beautiful voice calling out for god.”
“I swear to fucking–” Louis turns on him, escaping his hold and pointing a finger at the man. Armand’s expression is innately smug, his warm brown eyes are amused by Louis' reaction. Facing the man was a mistake, looking at his sharp features reminds him why he once fell deep into the well that was Armand.
His main motive was revenge. He could still smell that lingering perfume on Lestat’s skin, could still hear Lestat’s excuses about seeing Antionette again after Louis had confronted him about it. It all pushed him towards a party that Bricktop was throwing. She threw them every semester but Louis never went, it was all filled with drunk freshmen and straight people making out on every surface. That was where he saw Armand. The first thing he noticed about him was how gorgeous he was, he looked up into his face with overt interest when he first approached him. The man's loose curls kept falling into his eyes which prompted Louis to lean up and push them out of his face. His next memories are hazy due to the fog of desire. He remembers Armand’s warm mouth on his own, the man’s wet tongue licking into his mouth eagerly. He remembers a forceful push over a bathroom sink, Armand’s large hands pulling down his pants before his long fingers pushed into his soaked cunt, fingering him until he was a blubbering mess.
After he came all over the man’s incredibly skilled fingers, he remembers Armand turning him around and kissing him passionately. “Let me take you home.” Louis remembers Armand’s words with perfect clarity, he remembers how eager he was to say yes but he couldn’t.
He had a husband to return to.
After that night, he had made Armand promise to never speak of it again and Louis had vowed to do the same. That was until Bricktop had caught them leaving the bathroom at the same time and she just had to tell Lily and Jonah.
“So this is the mystery man? Hm, I’d cheat on my husband too.” Jonah said, having found Armand’s unused Instagram that only had a profile pic. “Jonah…” Came the disapproving voice of Lily. Louis couldn’t help but feel a spike of jealousy at Jonah’s words, he tried to hide it but he had always been easy to read. “What? You said he was ‘just a hookup’!’” Jonah says before handing the phone to Bricktop, “Damn! You should cheat on that cheating whore of a husband more, Lou!” Louis sighs, sinking deeper into the chair. Lily shakes her head, trying to hide her smile. She had always disliked Lestat.
That was almost a year ago. Louis was now a senior in college and besides some sparse messages from Armand, he hasn’t seen or heard from him since. But now he was here, bringing it up when he had told Louis he wouldn’t. The man just couldn’t listen.
“Did I not fucking tell you to never bring it up?” Louis says, voice raised, grasping some people's attention near-by. Everyone knows that he’s the junior that met a senior and got married in less than a year, he doesn’t want this getting to Lestat. He grasps Armand’s arm and pushes through the crowd of dancing bodies, dragging him towards a more discreet spot.
Louis looks up at the older man towering above him. His hair is surrounding his face in a halo of curls and he is wearing a shirt that has two or three buttons undone, displaying a hint of delicious chest hair. Louis tries to ignore the spike of arousal he feels at the sight of him. “What are you doing?” He announces each word carefully, voice laced with anger. Louis lets himself into Armand’s space more and the man seems very pleased. “Did you not get my messages?”
“And did you not get mine telling you to fuck off?”
“Of course.”
“So why didn’t you listen?” Armand doesn’t respond to that, he looks at Louis consideringly with a sparkle in his eyes. He has a smug expression on his face and Louis realises far too late that he did exactly what Armand wanted him to do. Louis shakes his head, “You motherf–” He’s stopped by Armand’s hands on his slim waist, trailing his hands up and down. He backs him against a wall, “Don’t you want to get revenge? For Lestat cheating on you with Antionette again? ” He hadn’t told anyone about that, had never planned to. How did he know? His thought process was halted by Armand leaning down into his neck, inhaling his scent, “How I have missed you, Louis. It has been torturous.”
“We fucked once–”
“And I cannot stand being apart from you.”
“You’re so fucking dramatic.” Armand kisses his neck, Louis sighs and closes his eyes. It seems he’s not escaping him this time. “Do you want me to continue, Louis?” Armand asks. All this man does is piss him off. “You know damn–” Armand pulls back and looks at Louis with his uncanny gaze. Louis opens his eyes and sighs, “Yes, I want you to kiss me. And then fuck me. Now get on with it you stupid fucking–” Louis is stopped by Armand’s mouth engulfing his own. Louis eagerly returns it, he wraps his arms around his neck and pulls him even closer.
Armand stops for a moment to open a bathroom door, “Absolutely not. You are not fucking me in a bathroom again.” Louis protests before grabbing Armand’s large hand and dragging him towards a bedroom, locking the door behind him.
Louis is spread out on the bed with Armand’s head buried between his thighs. He’s playing with his sensitive nipples while Armand is eating him out like a man starved. He sucks on his clit before licking into his soaked pussy greedily, pushing his tongue in deep which prompts Louis to place hand on his head to push him deeper, making him moan wantonly, “Oh, f-fuck.” Louis stammers out, grinding against his face.
Armand goes back to his clit, sucking at it eagerly before trailing his tongue down towards his quivering hole. He licks at him vigorously before pushing his tongue in his cunt deeper than before. “Oh god!” Louis cries out. The feeling of Armand’s wet tongue inside him and his glorious nose pressed at his clit teasingly prompts Louis to grip the man’s hair and come all over his face, drenching him completely. Armand removes his mouth and looks up at him. The lower half of his face is completely soaked and his pupils are wide. “Good?” He stupidly asks, voice gruff.
“You looking for me to boost your ego?” Armand doesn’t say anything. He starts trailing kisses towards Louis’ mouth, placing a soft kiss on his lips before licking into his mouth, swirling their tongues together and allowing Louis to taste himself. He pulls back, “Do you taste how much you want me?”
“Shut the fuck up.” Louis says, breathless.
“That’s not very nice.”
“Fuck you.” He says before pulling Armand into an intense kiss. Louis grips his hair and flips them over, straddling Armand. “I wanna ride you.” Louis says between kisses. Armand’s hands wander all over his body before resting at his waist. “I don’t have a condom.”
“I don’t care. I’m on birth control.” He says before rising on his knees, grabbing Armand’s big cock and sinking down on it. The stretch was overwhelming. The pleasure spreads throughout his entire body, enlightening his veins so they were engulfed by a hot fire. He keeps sinking down until he’s fully inside him. His eyes are watering as he sits down. He whimpers, “Fuck.” He whispers out, taking slow breaths to try and settle himself. Louis swallows. He looks down at Armand. His eyes are glued onto Louis, staring unblinkingly. He places his hands on the man’s hairy chest before doing an experimental bounce. Louis gasps, the pleasure is exhilarating, his entire body feels electric.
He starts up a steady pace, bouncing on Armand’s cock eagerly. Loud strings of moans keep pouring out of Louis' mouth as he keeps up the pace. The sound of flesh slapping together filled the room as well as the squelch of Louis’ soaked pussy.
Louis was panting. Armand’s hips keep pushing up at Louis’ every grind, intensifying the pleasure even more. His large hands were placed on Louis’ hips pulling him down at every thrust to the point where he barely had to do anything, Armand was doing most of it. “Ah! Ar–Armand…” Louis stammered out. The man’s strength made the pleasure flow more heatedly. A thick layer of sweat coated both of their skin, but that didn’t slow them down, or stop them from experiencing the highest form of pleasure they had felt.
Armand’s hips start to stutter, a clear sign that he was close. The man slowed his pace slightly, “Can I–” He asked, ignoring Louis' whine of displeasure at them slowing down. “Yes, yes. Please.” Armand’s speed picks up faster than before, pulling Louis down on his fat cock roughly. Louis goes limp. He can’t stop moaning, he can feel Armand’s cock burried deep inside him, fucking him insanely fast, causing him to blubber incoherently.
He thinks he’ll be bruised tomorrow.
Suddenly, Armand comes deep inside him. He continues moving Louis up and down his cock at a fast pace, pushing his seed deep inside him. “Armand, fuck!” He cries out. Louis doesn’t know if he has felt pleasure this intense before. The feeling of Armand coming deep inside him stirs something within him, “Ah! Wait, I’m gonna–” Louis stutters out. Armand pulls him off his cock in time for Louis to squirt all over Armand’s stomach, soaking him in his fluids.
Louis moans loudly, crying out as he continues to squirt all over Armand. The pleasure that flowed through his entire body gets pushed out at every squirt of fluid from his pussy. Louis is a mess, he looks down at Armand. He’s panting heavily, covered in a mix of sweat and Louis’ arousal but has an intense look of pride plastered on his face and a look Louis doesn’t want to analyse at the moment. Or ever.
“I– Fuck..” Louis says before falling beside him, looking up at the ceiling disorientated. He can feel the other man’s gaze on him, he then sees his large hand coming into view, pushing back his sweat-soaked curls, prompting Louis to look at him. Armand looks even more debauched than Louis, he has a curious expression on his face. Louis grabs his hand and sucks on his fingers, “You’re insatiable.” Armand sighs, voice gruff. Louis shrugs and moves to lean against the headboard, he starts playing with Armand’s curls absent-mindely.
“Do you know where a shower or bath is, because…”
Louis giggles, “Bath through there.” He gestures towards the attached bathroom. “Why? Didn’t appreciate my gift?” Armand smiles up at him, he looks at him earnestly before saying: “If society accepted it, I would wear your arousal on me all day.”
Louis makes a noise of disapproval. “Oh my god, you are so fucking gross. Go run the bath for us.” Armand gets up, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. He leans down and places a soft kiss on Louis' lips before entering the bathroom.
Bricks: LOUIS!!! did you have sex on my bed??!!
Lily: oh shit ???
Jonah: oh shit 😏😏
Louis: shit im sorry!!! I thought it was the spare!!!