"I wish you were here with me." Louis said softly as his video call connected.
Harry gulped. “I was I was there too.”
Louis smirked, biting his lip as Harry pulled off his shirt.
"What were you doing?" Harry asked.
"Thinking of you."
"Do you always make it a thing to think of me naked?" Harry smirked.
"Why do you think I took my clothes off?"
"When are you coming over?" Harry asked, his hands inching down his torso.
"I could probably be there by tomorrow."
"Good." Harry smirked, licking his lips, starring down Louis’ body. "Could you, uh, do something for me?"
Louis chuckled, flipping over. “You want me to touch myself?”