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His mama wasn’t answering his call…again and Louis just wanted to go to bed.
Claudia had dragged him to the house party of one of her Delta sisters under the pretense that it was their duty as pledges to attend any event in which there would be strolling involved. Who was he to disagree? He had joined Kappa Alpha Psi, hoping his mother would be impressed. His daddy was a Kappa, and his mama was a Sigma Gamma Rho. As soon as he was able to, he pledged and crossed over.
Grace told him, his mama thought he was mocking their dad. He didn’t hear from her till he came home for Summer vacation because of that.
It had been…tense at home since his father had died. His father…a man he had loved and looked up to had died tragically from a heart attack the summer of his sophomore year of high school.
They were all still dealing with the loss as a family, his mother…putting the blame squarely on him and his ‘uncontrollable’ sexuality.
He pushed the thought away, not wanting to go down that line of thinking. Too many reminders of other things.
This stroll party was happening near Howard University. He was happy that it was close enough that he could just walk but he lost Claudia in the crowd in the house. When it got too stuffy, he had to step out.
DC was unusually cold this early in Fall, he had been here for almost three years now and had gotten used to the South but not the South weather he was used to. Slipping his hand in his pocket, he felt the blunt Claudia had forced him to roll in his pocket. They were supposed to share it at some point tonight, but he was sure she wouldn’t mind if he started at least.
Patting his pockets for a light he sighed. Of course, Claudia had it.
The thought crossed his mind to go look for her when he spotted a small flame in the distance. Standing in front of the house was a man around his age. He was a gorgeous man, with dark skin and curly dark hair pushed back. Louis could see that he was wearing a Phi Beta Sigma hoodie and Louis couldn’t help smiling at the inclusive frat shining through with their inclusivity. He had been around the frats in Howard; he hadn’t seen this male around there.
Louis hovered in the darkness for a moment, looking at the male before taking a deep breath and forcing himself forward.
“Could I borrow a light?”
The male turned, eyes wide with surprise before they seemed to settle on Loui’s face. He was more gorgeous up close, and he swallowed hard under the male’s gaze. The male pulled out his lighter again, flicking it on instead of handing it to Louis. He pulled out his blunt, slipping it between his lips before leaning forward and lighting it. Taking a small puff to get the flame going he pulled away, exhaling away from him. “Thanks…” He said taking a step back. Should he leave now…he just needed the light, the male didn’t seem like he was out here to make friends. He wanted to be alone. “It’s a lot ain’t it?” Louis said surprising himself a little.
“It is,” The male said watching the male inhale from his cigarette before blowing it away from him. “Though I just wanted to smoke a cigarette, before the stroll began.”
Louis nodded, trying not to stare as the male took in his appearance. He suddenly felt like a spotlight was on him and he couldn’t help but wonder if what he was wearing was passing the test the man seemed to give him. He was wearing black jeans and red sneakers to go with the red letterman jacket over a white shirt. The Greek letters for Kappa Alpha Psi are across the front and in various places around his jacket.
“I just crossed over,” The male offered himself.
“Congratulations,” Louis said smiling at him. “Been a Kappa for a year now. You go to Howard?”
“American University,” The male dropped his cigarette and stubbed it out with his foot. He held out his hand. “Armand.”
“Louis,” They shook hands the smile still on Louis's face even with the blunt between his lips. “I got to Howard.”
Armand nodded him up and down again. Louis swallowed hard again under his gaze and he looked away. “I…I like your accent…” To do something with his hands, he offered his blunt to Armand.
Armand smiled, taking the blunt from between his fingers. “And I yours, New Orleans?”
There was a bashful look on Louis' face as he nodded, slipping his hands into his pocket. “Yeah…” he felt like he left space to say more but also seemed at a loss for words. A nervousness circled him suddenly as he avoided Armand’s eyes and looked anywhere but at him.
Louis…wasn’t sure what he was doing. His confidence slowly slipped away the longer he stood with Armand. A familiar unease settled around him. This wasn’t right…this isn’t what he should be doing. His mother would be disgusted.
His spiraling thoughts were thankfully interrupted by the beginning music to Knuck if You Buck. A call to arms in a way as even Armand seemed to register the sound. “I guess that’s it,” Louis said not waiting for an answer and already heading back inside.
The stroll had begun, and he found the Kappa’s already in position and he slipped into the practice stroll. Claudia was with her girls, strolling nearby, and though he tried to focus on the brother in front of him, he found his eyes searching the crowd before he landed on Armand.
Armand stood out, and not just because of his race, but he seemed to stroll almost effortlessly. There was a grace about him as he moved along with his brothers with ease. As Louis moved, he couldn’t help but wonder how else Armand moved in a different setting. Was it just as graceful and hard to look away? How else could he move that body in a setting of just the two of them?
The Deltas moved between them but Louis caught Armand’s eyes. He quickly averted his eyes, spotting Claudia giving him a look. She had seen that…he would never hear the end.
The strolling took a break and Louis moved off to the side wanting to get some more fresh air. Claudia cornered him easily. “What was that?”
Louis sighed looking away from her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You were staring at that Sigma like you were starving.” Claudia teased.
Fear struck him quickly. “I was not!” He couldn’t help the tone in his voice and she glared at him.
“Don’t yell at me!” She snapped back before giving out an annoyed sigh. She pulled him over so they were away from the crowd. “Louis, what are we here for?”
It was a trick question, but he answered, anyway. “An education.”
“Louis.” She looked at him sternly. “We aren’t miles from home just for you to keep hiding about who you are. When was the last time you had fun?”
“I have been having fun.” He tried to argue, but it even sounded weak in his ears.
He ducked his head, at her truth. He didn’t mean to. He had moved to DC to attend Howard but to also…live the life he had wanted to. It felt like a safe middle ground to the Big City Claudia wanted to attend where the LGBT crowd would be large and prominent. He was trying his best…had been for almost three years now, but years of shame would not disappear that easily.
There were a few flings…here and there while he was up here. Random dancing against a guy in dark clubs. Allow men to feel him up while he let the club music roll over him. Nothing more than that. Nothing after him….
“If you like him…”
“‘M not ready to date…” Louis spit out. He felt too raw after him. It hurts to be serious with anyone right now.
“I’m not telling you to jump into a relationship with him. I’m telling you to sit-” Claudia began but cut herself off looking away from Louis. Louis looked up to see why as Armand approached them.
“I hope I’m not interrupting, I just wanted to return this,” Armand said holding out the blunt.
Claudia gasped before glaring at Louis. “I told you to tell me when you were going to light it!” She snatched it from Armand’s hand.
“I couldn’t find you,” Louis sighed happy to be off the topic of him at least. “Take the rest, I’m gonna go home, anyway.”
Louis caught the frown on Armand’s face, his tugging at his lips. He opened his mouth to say something but Claudia interrupted. “I’m Claudia,” She said holding out her hand.
Armand took it, kissing the back of it. “Armand, lovely to meet you. You two make a beautiful couple.”
Louis and Claudia made a face. She looked at him and he gave her a disgusted look back.
“Ugh, no, he’s my twin brother,” Claudia said giving out a snorted laugh.
Louis felt a sad smile playing at him at her words. His twin sister. His rock in a way. He wasn’t sure what he could do most things without her by his side. He grabbed her hand, and she squeezed it back.
“We came to Howards together from NOLA and pledged at the same time,” Louis said looking at her.
She let his hand go to give the Delta call and her sisters around the room followed suit. Louis just smiled before looking at Armand. “Could you have taken it,” Louis said making the joint motion with his hand. “You didn’t have to give it back?”
“Maybe I wanted an excuse to see you again.”
“Oop,” Claudia said beside him, she gave Louis a look before poking Louis's side. It was her way of saying go ahead and he cleared his throat.
“I…wasn’t gonna stay any longer,” Louis admitted softly. He struggled to say more but Armand didn’t seem to mind.
“How did you get here, do you need a ride?” Armand asked turning them towards the door.
Louis tensed at Armand’s hand on his lower back. Could people see? Were people looking at him weirdly?
“I just live on campus, I just walked, it ain’t that far,” Louis said looking around nervously. No one watched, he could see, but he still felt eyes on him.
Armand’s eyes are on him. He met his eyes and Armand spoke now that he got his attention. “Can I walk you back?”
Louis swallowed but nodded.
They left the party together, stepping air. The walk was pleasant, Louis told him about his life back in New Orleans and his major in Education. Armand shared his own in Computer Science and his life in London. Armand seemed to hang off his every word, asking at the right time, listening thoughtfully as Louis talked and Louis couldn’t help doing the same. He loved the sound of Armand’s voice. The accent was warm in his ear, calming his nervous as they walked the street together.
“What made you want to join Phi Beta Sigma?” Louis asked. It wasn’t every day a non-African American wanted to join one of the Divine Nine.
“I always found the fraternity interesting but none of them felt like those of the Divine Nine. I was happy to be accepted by them, they have treated me with such kindness in my journey.”
Louis nodded a small smile on his face. “I’m happy you got accepted. You did well in the stroll.”
Armand sighed shaking his head. “Those beginning practices, you would believe I had two left feet. It took me forever to get the footing right and to keep in with the rhythm.”
“You looked great out there,” Louis admitted and Armand smiled.
“You were watching?”
Louis blushed, feeling the urge to look away and hide but he steeled his nerves and met Armand’s eyes. “I…was curious about you. You seemed a little lonely outside, I wanted to see how you would do with your brothers, but you looked right at home.”
“I’m glad it came off like that…I will admit it doesn’t always feel like it. I’m…not quite what someone would expect in such a fraternity.”
“You got accepted for a reason. Don’t let anyone else make you think you don’t belong. They’re probably jealous they didn’t cross over and may never.” Louis looking at him.
Armand was already looking at him, and they reached his dorm again. It was pretty late so there weren’t many people hanging around outside, coming and going. Louis stood before Armand, feeling all confidence leaving him the longer Armand looked at him. He was at a loss for words but Armand spoke instead.
“May I come up?”
It was the last thing Louis expected, and he blushed again under Armand’s gaze opening and closing his mouth to get the words out. He rubbed at his wrist nervously. “I-I…I don’t know.”
“No pressure,” Armand said. “Perhaps we can just stay out here and talk more. I just don’t want to let you go.”
Louis blinked at him surprised by his response. He licked his lips before looking around. His unease seemed to get Armand thinking because he spoke again before Louis could. “Oh…I’m sorry. I’m presuming that-”
“No…you…you aren’t wrong,” Louis said holding out his hands. “I’ve just never…done this before.”
The shocked face caused Louis to sputter out a clarification. “No, I mean. I’ve done…t-that before.” He stuttered out. “I’ve just…never had a one-night stand of sorts.”
Armand nodded, seeming to relax with the explanation.
Louis's phone went off in his pocket and he pulled it out, looking down at the picture of Claudia happily smiling on his screen. He sighed and looked up at Armand who nodded, waving at him to take the call.
“Hello?” Louis asked as he walked off a moment to take his call.
“Are you at his place?” Claudia asked right off the back.
“I’m at the dorm…” He gazed over at Armand before looking away again. Armand was still just looking at him, it was a little uneasy to him.
Claudia sucked her teeth. “Louis, don’t be a pussy, fuck that, man!”
“Why are you yelling?” He whispered harshly.
With his tone, Armand moved away, pulling out his phone.
“Louis! He hadn’t taken his eyes off of you since you walked into the door with him. He likes you, wants you. What are you afraid of? Mama ain’t here. That asshole isn’t here. The only thing stopping you from having fun is yourself!”
The words rang in his chest. His Mama wasn’t here…that asshole wasn’t here (but the echo of wishing he was still rung softly in Louis's chest). The only thing stopping him from having fun was himself. This was all this had to be, fun.
“I know…” He said. He took a deep breath before letting it out. “Have a good night.”
He didn’t wait for her to answer, hanging up and holding his phone a little tighter in his hand. Taking a few deep breaths he turned around, Armand slipping his phone in his pocket.
Louis put his phone away and approached Armand. “D-Do you still want to come up?”
Armand blinked surprised by the question. “You don’t have to force yourself. As nice as it is for your twin to encourage you to enjoy yourself, you shouldn’t let it ”
“I-I want to,” Louis said, his shoulder relaxing a little. “Unless you don’t want to. We could…just stay out here and talk some more.”
Armand smiled stepping closer. “It is rather cold out here, is it not.”
Louis swallowed again but nodded in agreement. “The heat in my dorm ain’t on yet…but I think we can warm each up somehow.”
“Will your roommate mind?”
“He not in town for the weekend.” Louis backed up towards the dorm.
Armand smiled. “Lovely.”
Despite the pounding in his heart, he leads Armand to his dorm and up the elevator. He wondered if Armand was as nervous as he felt.
They reached his door, and he fumbled a little with his keys before Armand put his hand over the doorknob, stopping him from putting the keys in.
“We, really do not have to do this,” Armand said.
“I want to,” Louis said playing with his keys. “I’m…just nervous because you might be the most gorgeous person I’ve ever met.” He could feel his cheeks heating, and he tried to be confident but Armand leaned in close.
“I was going to say the same to you.”
Louis wasn’t sure if he believed that but he looked up at Armand, their eyes meeting. Armand made the first move, lightly placing his lips against Louis.
The kiss was soft and sweet, Louis kissing back before opening his mouth, allowing the kiss to deepen. He hadn’t kissed someone so sweetly in a long time.
They got his door open and slowly moved in, Armand kicking the door behind him. They parted their kiss for just a moment, Louis hesitating at the lights. The urge to show Armand around his room hit him, glad that it was clean; that he didn’t worry about things thrown about, but wanting to know what he thought of the space. Did he have any comments on the wall art Louis had up? Did he like the knickknacks on his desk? Would he think Louis' bed was soft?
At least he would come to have an opinion on one of those things right now. Louis’s bed, thankfully wasn’t lofted like his roommates across the room. He watched as Armand took off his shoes and he kicked off his as well, leaving them at the door.
“Thank you for inviting me to your room,” Armand said happily in the dark.
“Uh…you’re welcome.” He couldn’t help the nerves in his voice as he shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it off to where his desk was. Maybe he should have turned on the light…but that would mean having sex with the light on. Watching Armand as he…did things to him. He cleared his throat, trying to get the image out of his head.
"Are you nervous?" Armand asked.
The question startled him, and he let his wrist go. "N-no," he lied.
Suddenly Armand's hand placed his hand on his chest and Louis was startled, looking up to see that the male was closer now.
“Can you take a deep breath for me?” Armand asked.
“W-what?”
“I think you need to take a deep breath,” Armand repeated. “With me, inhale through your nose.”
Louis blinked but as Armand took a deep breath through his nose, he followed suit, Armand’s hand moving up to his throat and Louis hesitated, reaching up to grab his wrist but Armand didn’t tighten his hold. His hand just holding around Louis' throat.
“Now release through your mouth.”
They did it together, Louis feeling his body relax. Armand instructed him to do it again, and he followed along, feeling himself calm some.
“Good boy,” Armand said moving his hand from around his neck to behind his head. “Are you feeling a little more settled here?”
Louis nodded moving his hands to Armand’s chest. “Do you still want to continue?”
“Yes,” Louis said nodding his head.
With a smile, Armand leaned forward, and their lips met again. Their lips moved together as Louis guided them back to his bed. He sat down, Armand standing before his legs.
“I…It’s been a while…since I’ve done this,” Louis admitted.
“We don’t have to go further than this,” Armand reassured him his hand coming to rest on the side of his face. His thumb traced over his lips and Louis opened it slightly, allowing Armand’s thumb to slip inside. “Just tell me what you want little lamb.”
Louis looked up at him, sucking softly on Armand’s thumb, his tongue licking over it before he pulled back to allow it to slip out of his mouth.
“I, I want you,” between the dark, he was glad that Armand couldn’t see the flush on his cheeks.
Armand leaned forward, kissing him and leaning forward. They moved to lie in the bed together, Armand lying on top of him. His heart was racing in his chest as he spread his legs to allow Armand to slot in. When he felt Armand’s hand slip under his shirt and move along his chest.
He gave a small sigh at the feel of skin-to-skin against him. He deepened the kiss, putting his hands on Armand and helping him out of his coat. Both of their shirts followed suit and as Loui’s eyes adjusted to the dark, he took in Armand's defined chest. He could kiss Armand for the rest of the night and be content, but as Armand pressed down between his legs he was reminded of something else growing below.
He gasped as Armand ground his hips into him. He could feel Armand’s erection pressing against his own as they ground against each other. With one perfect grind, Louis moaned into Armand’s mouth.
“Do you like that?” Armand asked against his mouth.
Louis could only moan as Armand did it again before his hand moved southward, undoing his jeans. When Armand put his hand around his erection, he made a sound that made his cheeks flush. It sounded too needy, too desperate to be touched, but Armand only smiled down at him.
“How could you go un-touch for so long?” Armand asked as he played with the tip of his erection. Louis gasped what felt helplessly as Armand played with him. “I’ll consider myself lucky I could find you when I did.”
Armand leaned down to kiss him again and Louis met him halfway, trying to breathe as Armand collected the pre-cum on his tip to use it to lubricate his stroking.
It had been too long. Too long since he touched himself, since anyone had touched him like this hand he could already feel the end approaching quickly. He tried to get it out, his words getting cut off by moans as Armand kissed his neck, stroking him slowly. “I-I’m gonna-”
“Well, we can’t have that,” Armand said removing his hand completely. It was startling how quickly it happened. Louis twitched against his stomach, leaking pre-cum.
“You’re leaking like a faucet,” Armand said rubbing at Louis's torso just above where his cock twitched angrily waiting for attention. Again, Armand moved to capture his lips and Louis sucked on his tongue holding onto Armand’s hand.
He gasped as Armand moved his hand down to the base of his cock, wrapping his fingers around his cock and balls and squeezing, a groan into Armand’s open mouth. Armand squeezed one more time before he collected the pre-cum on Louis's stomach and the tip of his cock. He used it to stroke him again, Louis panting against him as Armand looked right into his eyes.
“Will you tell me again?” Armand asked cocking his head to the side. “Tell me when you’re close again?”
“I-I’m close.” Louis groaned out, thrusting up into Armand’s hand. With one thrust, Armand let him go, tutting at him.
“None of that lamb,” Armand kissed at his ear, nibbling at his earlobe before his hand moved lower, gripping at his thigh. “Can you keep your hips still for me next time…and I’ll let you cum like a good boy, would you like that?”
Desperately so, Louis nodded feeling Armand's fingers graze softly at his taint. His fingers trailed up his balls to his cock again and wrapped around it. He gave it one stroke and without meaning to Louis thrust up into his hand.
Armand sighed in disappointment and let him go, Louis looking at him desperately. “S-sorry,” He gasped out. “I-I’m sorry.”
“I know lamb, I know.” Armand kissed him on the edge of his lip. “But we will move on from here.”
Louis groaned at the loss, tossing his head back into his pillow. Armand was being cruel, kissing at his neck now that Louis exposed it but not touching his cock again. Instead, his fingers trailed over his chest, his fingertips running over his nipples.
“Perhaps you will do better with something else,” Armand said again moving towards his cock but moving lower. Louis grabbed his wrist to stop him before he could touch him down there. Armand halted right away looking at Louis before he slipped his hand out of his grasp. Instead, he placed it in the middle of Louis's chest.
“S-sorry-”
Armand shushed him, keeping his hand on his chest. “Can you do something for me? Tell me, green you are okay and can proceed, yellow, you want to slow down, red, we must stop no questions asked. Okay?”
Louis swallowed and nodded.
“So?”
“Y-yellow.” Louis offered.
Armand nodded rubbing his chest softly. “I…suppose I didn’t ask if you liked to receive or not.”
Louis blushed, looking away. “I…I do. I just…it…been a while.”
Armand nodded again. “We will take our time. Do you have lube, a condom?”
He wanted to disappear at the mention of a condom but he pulled himself through, sitting up and reaching into his dresser drawer. He had both, and he passed them to Armand who took them carefully.
He was rewarded with a kiss, and Louis leaned into it. “Where are you now?”
“Green,” Louis said with a nod.
Armand nodded as well putting some lube on his hand. He warmed it in his palm before moving down to touch lower. Louis spread his legs to give him better access and Armand smiled at him. “Good boy.”
Every time Armand said that he felt like he was melting. He bit his lip, trying to hold back his moan as Armand’s lubed fingers touched his entrance. He had only done this a few times before. The first time during the summer before his sophomore year of high school, he went to camp in Georgia. He had met another boy white, lanky, with glasses and braces, and had been the first time he was ever confronted with his sexuality face to face. They got along, and after a fight, he and the boy had gotten into with another kid at camp, they had been isolated together in a cabin while his parents were called. He put it all on the blood pumping from the fight and what his parents would say about the cause of the fight that he found himself bent over getting a rim job for the first time. He blew his mind how anyone would want to do that, but didn’t overshadow the insertion that happened next. It hurt, and the boy finished too quickly for Louis to get anything other than pain out of it. He was glad when it was over, being left not as satisfied as he would have liked, but the kiss after had been great.
He wished it overshadowed the news that followed when his mother arrived.
He had planned to never try again, but then his senior year of high school he met his first ever ‘ex’ per se. His best kept secret until he was cheated on and it broke his heart. Since then, he hadn’t tried again, unless it was him during a desperate time. He had been itching to get another chance at trying the real deal.
Armand pushed in one finger, going slow as he thrust his finger in and out a few inches at a time. Armand held him tightly against him, probing inside of it. It didn’t hurt, but he couldn’t say it was pleasurable. He was ready to point this out when Armand touched something inside of him that jolted something inside.
He gasped out a moan, Armand smiling against his neck. “There we go,” he purred before pulling his finger out to another. Two fingers now as he pushed in and out of him, he stroked along that spot inside of him till Louis's toes curled. That feeling of being on the edge returned and he panted out. “I-I’m cumming.”
Armand hummed in acknowledgment, pulling his fingers out with a wet squelch that made Louis blush. Again, Armand let him come down before pushing his fingers back in. He focused on stretching him now, avoiding that spot just barely, getting close to touching it but not exactly at it. Louis groaned out. “Please!”
“Please?” Armand asked kissing him on the side of the mouth.
“Please, I-I need it.”
“Need do you?” Armand asked crocking his fingers to give Louis what he wanted. He moaned out loud, panting as Armand’s fingers moved in and out of him. “Do you want to on my fingers?”
“Yes-Yes please,” Louis panted out.
“Or…would you like my cock inside you?”
He thrust up against Louis, drawing attention to his erection still in his pants. Louis moaned, nodding his head.
Armand smiled at him, leaning forward to kiss him before removing his fingers. He sounded so wet, that Louis felt himself clenching around nothing as Armand slipped out of bed to undress. His cock bounced out of the confines of his jeans and Louis licked his lips at the sight of it.
He watched Armand roll on a condom. This was it…
Armand joined him in bed, slipping again between Louis’s legs. “Still green?”
Louis nodded. He couldn’t look away as Armand slipped inside of him slowly. It wasn’t like his fingers, and he couldn’t help himself with tensing up. Armand leaned down to kiss him. “Relax for me, that’s my good boy.”
Louis tried to follow his command, his body obeying as he took some deep breaths. Armand thrust in slowly, moving in inch by inch.
Armand held his hips, pushing in slowly as he kissed him. Louis panted into his mouth, wrapping his arms around Armand as he continued to thrust in what felt deeper and deeper. With one final thrust, Armand was fully inside of him.
He gasped for breath, feeling the fullness of Armand inside of him. Armand allowed him a moment to adjust before he pulled out and in one clean thrust, hit Louis’s prostrate, sending him right over the edge.
He cried out, cumming untouched between them. Louis stared wide-eyed at Armand who looked back down at him. “S-Sor-”
“Shhh,” Armand leaned down, kissing him softly. “You’ve done well to wait this long, for me. Can you continue?”
Louis nodded, and eased his grip over Armand, allowing him to lift and angle Louis's hips up to get a better angle before he began to thrust in. He started slow, rolling his hips into Louis. He moved just as smoothly as Louis had imagined, if not a little slower.
Before he could help himself, a whimper left his mouth as he watched Armand roll his hips again. The male's hand came up to cup his face, his thumb coming to trace over his mouth before dipping past his lips.
“Do you want something…more?” Armand asked looking down at him.
Louis sucked on his thumb rocking his hips back into Armand. He nodded, rolling his tongue around his thumb and suckling on it.
“Then tell me,” Armand said slipping his thumb out of Louis' mouth.
Louis whimpered again trying to angle his hips to get Armand to push in deeper. “I-I can take more.”
“You can take more?” Armand smiled down at him not speeding up his movement.
Louis nodded, reaching out and running his hand up Armand’s chest.
“Could you ask me nicely?” Armand asked grabbing Louis' hand and bringing his hand up to his mouth. He took Louis's fingers into his mouth, licking between his index and middle finger.
A whimper escaped his mouth again, and he looked up at Armand with a pleading look. “Please…fuck me harder.”
Armand hummed low in his throat before he let Louis' hand go and leaned forward again. They shared another sweet kiss before Armand leaned back up, pushing his hair back before grabbing Louis's hips and beginning to thrust harder into him.
Louis threw his head back, moaning into his pillow he felt Armand’s thrust in his hips. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this good. Armand felt so good inside of him, thick and deep inside of him, pressing perfectly against his prostate. His cock was already thickening up against his stomach again.
“God!” Louis moaned out, watching as Armand disappeared and reappeared inside of him. It felt almost impossible that he could even fit inside.
Armand panted over him, not slowing down. His single bed was banging against the wall, he barely wondered if his neighbors were in and could hear him but as Armand pressed on deeper he let out a long moan, unable to care anymore.
“Please,” Louis panted out. “I-I need you deeper.”
Armand stopped for a moment to hook Louis's legs in his arms, leaning forward to fold him in half. The new angle was slightly uncomfortable, but Armand went deeper and Louis got lost in the bliss of it.
He was going to cum again, which felt embarrassingly quick. He was already leaking on his stomach but he helped into Armand’s arms as they held himself up as he hovered over Louis.
He couldn't warn Armand, but he didn't think he needed to as Armand’s thrust became erratic. He was close behind.
Louis tipped over the edge first, Armand, moaning out his release as he pressed in deep.
They panted against each other, Armand kissed him, letting Louis’s legs go, and settled down on top of him.
It had tired him out more than he thought it would, he could already feel himself becoming a drift in sleep.
“Was it good?” He asked, helplessly. He had to know it was good for Armand.
Armand looked at him, pulling out of Louis slowly. “You were a wonderful experience.”
Louis’s heart fluttered happily. He was lying in bed Armand holding him close. He was beginning to doze off against him but still wanted to talk. Armand seemed to feel the same way.
"You rub your wrist when you're nervous."
Armand was just pointing it out, and Louis turned it over to specifically show him what he was rubbing. A simple small outline of a little flame on his wrist. "My first...only tattoo. I got it my senior year in France."
Armand rubbed his thumb over it, lovingly. "Nervous habit to touch it."
He remembered tracing it over and over again when it was still a raised bump, holding it against the other arm that held the matching set. A simple outline of a moth.
'Comme un papillon de nuit devant une flamme, je ne peux pas m'en empêcher, Louis'
Louis pushed his hand away from the tattoo, not liking the memory it was dragging him in.
“Claudia…isn’t my twin,” Louis found himself saying. The words spilled out of his mouth wanting to change the subject to anything.
Armand rubbed his fingers up and down Louis's arm, avoiding the tattoo.
“You two look quite alike,” Armand said.
Louis turned around in his arms and looked at Armand. “She’s still my sister, half-sister, on my papa’s side.”
Armand trailed his fingers over his cheek as he listened and Louis licked his lips. He had never told anyone that, spent his whole life being told not to do this very thing. The de Pointe du Lac family's biggest secret. The only evidence of his father stepping out was brought home three days after Louis was born.
“Mama was never gonna let her friends know her rich husband had not only stepped out but a child had come out of it.” Louis felt like he was talking to himself now as he looked at Armand’s chest. He was in good shape, and Louis reached his hand out to press against the middle of Armand’s chest. “So she my twin, if anyone ever asks…I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
There was someone else who could feel the hatred from their mama. At least she hadn’t killed their papa.
Armand rubbed his thumb under his eye, collecting tears he hadn’t even realized he was beginning to shed. Louis closed his eyes, leaning into the touch before he moved closer, Armand wrapping his arms completely around him.
Clearing his throat, Louis held him back. “I had a lot of fun. I…needed it.”
He was finally slipping into sleep as Armand kissed the top of his head. “If you want, I’ll always give you what you need.”
It felt too good to be true, so Louis allowed himself to fall deeper into his dream.
~~~~~
The door shutting woke Louis up. He lifted his head quickly, expecting to see his roommate returning, but the room was empty, empty, just like his bed beside him. He turned over to spot Armand had once been, only to see that it was empty.
‘You were a wonderful experience.’
Louis hated how the words bounced around his head. He didn’t want it to feel so good to hear that again. To relive being with Armand, feeling his arms around him as they fell asleep together.
He supposed it wasn’t surprising to see his one-night stand doing what one-night stands are supposed to do. Laying on his back, he stared up at the ceiling. He wasn’t sure how long he lay in bed but after a while, his phone pinged with a message.
It was from Claudia.
Claudia: [So????? How did it go?]
He wasn’t sure he wanted to debrief his sex like with his twin sister.
[It was fun]: Louis
Claudia: [Did you get his number?]
He realized he didn’t but before he could relay that to Claudia he spotted a note on his end table.
Putting his phone down, he picked up the note instead.
I enjoyed myself last night, lamb. Call me: XXX-XXX-XXXX
-Armand
He hated how quickly he picked up his phone and typed in the number, typing out a message.
[I hope you made it back safe]: Louis
It was the only thing he could think of saying and he watched as three dots appeared from Armand.
Armand: [I did thanks]
Louis typed out a message before thinking twice. He wanted to say he wanted to meet again, maybe they could go out for coffee or something but didn’t want to come out too eager. Chewing on his lips he typed out something that felt more… one-night standish.
[It was nice to meet you]: Louis
Again, Armand didn’t take long to respond, the three dots appeared before being replaced by his message.
Armand: [Maybe I’ll see you at another stroll party]
Despite himself, his heart fluttered at the idea of seeing Armand again. He hearted the message and laid back in bed. Maybe…he could enjoy college while being himself. Maybe Claudia had been right.