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Louis' smile immediately vanishes when he turns away from the crowd of fans, sighing as he pulls the door open and not caring when it swings shut behind him; banging loudly. Even though it makes him jump a bit.

He WANTS to cuddle up with his boyfriend. He NEEDS to go under, well he wants it too.. but he won't be back for some time, especially after all that and when he does return he won't be allowed to come in on his own, cause God forbid people think they're alone together.

He tugs off his jumper and tosses it onto his own bunk, leaving him only in his sweats as he climbs up to Harry's; burying his face into the pillow and breathing in before pulling the covers up to his chin. It smells like his Harry, and it's the best he can get right now.

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Harry comes back with the other boys and frowns when he opens the door to an empty lounge area. After louis left, he figured he'd come back to the bus. He shushes niall as he rambles loudly about what they're gonna eat for dinner, assuming and hoping that Louis is asleep in the bunks somewhere.

He makes his way down the short hall, peaking behind the curtain over the bed and smiling with relief when he finds Louis asleep, tangled in the covers.

He shrugs off his jacket and tugs off his shirt, throwing them into louis' bunk. It's where most of their clothes go since he never sleeps in there, not that Harry minds.

He leaves himself in his sweats as louis had, gently pulling the covers back and climbing up to lay beside him. He watches as his brow furrows slightly before he quickly moves forward, nuzzling into his side when his subconscious recognises quickly, who it is.

He smiles again and strokes his hair gently, not wanting to wake him.

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Louis awakens suddenly when the bus drives over a pothole in the road; gasping softly and sitting up.

"Hey, it's okay."

He turns and sees Harry looking up at him, flashing a warm smile. "Oh," he says, blushing a little with embarrassment."Hi," He mumbles, laying back down and nudging his head against his chest, arm wrapped around his waist.

"You were asleep when we got back lou" Harry says, "yeah..I was tired and frustrated so I came up here to get away and be with something that felt like you, even if it couldn't be you...I must've fallen asleep then." Louis explains, trailing off a little.

"You shouldn't argue with them, Lou," Harry sighs after a couple of minutes. "I know," Louis mutters sadly, "I just can't help it. Unfair treatment shouldn't be ignored, " he says.

"No, it shouldn't. But arguing just drives them to punish us more, " Harry tells him, "I know haz. "

"Especially you, louis, I hate seeing you get shit because you're trying to protect us all."

"They hate me anyway. They hate that I didn't stick to their dumb plan of breaking us up before. I might as well be the one to stand up for everyone, " Louis says, not looking up when Harry pulls back slightly to catch his eye.

"Look at me," Harry says, voice slightly pleading. It's a tone that louis can't help but listen to. He sighs and forces his body to shift upwards, resting his head on the pillows where Harry is.

"If you take care of everyone, then who takes care of you?" He whispers, their faces now inches apart. "You do," Louis whispers back. "I know, boo. I just mean that you spend so much time looking after us that you barely look after yourself. I see you when they say things about you, you don't argue with it or bite back...it's like you agree with them or don't think that YOU are as worth fighting for" Harry says quietly and sadly.

"Maybe I do," Louis says, barely audible. He shakes his head and looks back to his boyfriend, "But it doesn't matter, I want to protect you and the other boys because I care about you."

"And you don't care about yourself ?" Harry asks, "i..do." Louis mutters, sounding a little unconvinced at his own words, "I just.."He stops, "I don't want to talk about it anymore, Harry, " he says, turning away and hurriedly wiping at his eyes.

Harry pushes himself into his back and throws his arm over his waist, grabbing his hand and interlocking their fingers. "You are strong, Louis, but you are putting yourself under too much pressure. If you're not going to ease up on yourself..I know it's hard...but if you're set on always defending us..at least allow me the honour of helping you to let go sometimes" he whispers into his ear, raising goosebumps over the older boy's skin as he shivers slightly.

"How?" Louis whispers, even though Harry's done this before.

"Stress relief," Harry suggests, "I can make you feel good," he says quietly, pulling him until he falls onto his back, looking up at him with doe eyes and breathing heavily.

"I-im fine," Louis stutters when he starts kissing his neck, "You put too much on yourself baby...you deserve to be cared for too. Let go for me, " Harry mumbles against his skin.

"Okay... but it's gonna be so hard," Louis whispers sadly, tilting his head.

"Good boy."

Harry moves his hand to cradle his cheek before sliding it down the other side of his neck and over his chest, placing his palm flat against it; still pressing open-mouthed kisses against him.

"Haz," Louis gasps breathily, "I know Lou, it's okay," Harry coos, moving his thumb to circle it slowly over his nipple which draws a shaky breath.

"Harry I.." Louis says with a small whimper before he trails off, "let go baby" Harry says, pulling away from his neck and laying on top of him, holding himself up on his forearms, elbows bent.

"Harry," Louis repeats in a whisper, eyes closed, "I can't," he sniffles. Harry presses their foreheads together, "You can love, I'm gonna keep you safe, let yourself go under," he whispers.

"Scary" Louis mumbles, "I know baby but I'm gonna be here" Harry reassures him, "it's embarrassing haz" Louis whines, frowning a little, "it's just us little one" Harry whispers in his ear.

"Again," Louis whispers, "My little one, it's just me and you on the bus. You're safe with me, " Harry says. He doesn't call Louis little one unless they're alone; it usually comes out when he wants him to let go or when he's being a little extra snippy.

"Okay..okay I'll try" Louis says breathily, "good boy" Harry coos, shifting slightly and beginning to grind his thigh against his clothed dick, the older boy's thigh rubbing against his own. "O-oh," Louis whimpers, grabbing his biceps and holding tightly.

"Feel good?" Harry asks, "Mmm, yeah. " Louis hums breathily, sliding his hands down to his hips, pulling them down to get better friction.

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"H-haz i-...more" Louis chokes out after a few minutes, "Hmm, not enough, huh?" Harry teases with a hum. Louis huffs out a soft laugh, "No, I just need more friction." he gasps when Harry presses harder.

"Okay... I think I have an idea, " he says, smirking. Louis tilts his head in a confused way, whining when Harry stops and pulls himself away.

"Shh baby," Harry coos, tugging at his sweats and boxers at the same time, chucking them out before quickly ridding himself of his own.

He sits in the middle of the bed, legs open, "come sit here baby, as close as you can and get your legs over my legs so they're behind me" he explains, patting the open spot between them.

Louis thinks about the instructions for a second before doing as he's told, leaning back on his hands. He can't help but breathe heavily with anticipation; they're very close together, and it's nice after spending so much time technically apart.

"Okay are you ready" Harry asks the confused older boy, "I think so-oh fuck" Louis groans, fingers digging into the sheets beneath his hand.

Harry wraps his large hand around both of them together, pumping at a medium pace. "Is that better babe?" He asks through gritted teeth, "yess, God yesss" Louis whines, trying to move himself closer.

It's nothing he's experienced before but it feels incredible, not only does he have friction from Harry's hand but his cock as well, "Soo good daddy" he moans, he can't help it, it feels so good he can't help but let go. He only really uses the name when he has fully let go for him; maybe when he's tired or feeling too much. Either way it's a secret that is theirs only.

"Ah that's better" Harry says with a smirk, "your arms are shaking little one" he notes, "yeah" Louis gasps. "You can't fall back darling, sit up for me" Harry coos.

Louis whines, but with Harry's help, sits up. Throwing his arms over his shoulders and pressing his fingers into his back.

"Mmm daddy" he whines, "faster pleasee" he pleads with another whine, "oh..kay baby" Harry chuckles breathlessly, using the precum coming from the both of them, to move his hand faster.

Louis moans breathily and throws his head back, trying to keep grounded through the intense pleasure, "da-addyy" he chokes out, voice breaking slightly, "I was hoping you'd enjoy yourself" Harry says with a smirk, "l-love it. Fuck, so good, so close" Louis moans.

"Already hmm?" Harry asks smugly, "daddyy" Louis whines, "I know, I know baby" Harry laughs, "got you feeling desperate with my thigh yeah?" He teases.

"Shut up Harry" Louis moans through a laugh, pushing his face into his neck and biting gently, which draws a breathless laugh from Harry too; who wraps his free arm around his waist.

"I-im sooo" Louis breathes after a couple minutes, "I know little one, me too" Harry replies through gritted teeth, "can I haz?...daddy. please" Louis whines breathily into his ear.

"Yeah baby" Harry says with a smirk, "but kiss me" he adds quickly, feeling himself almost there too. Louis nods and rushes to connect their lips, tangling their tongues together.

He moans brokenly and scratches at Harry's back as he cums over his hand, pushing all of his emotions into the kiss, "good boy" Harry breathes out against him, quickly finishing as well, with a moan of "fuck baby".

He slows down his movements as they ride out their orgasms before stopping completely, wiping his hand on the bed and pulling the older boy in for a proper cuddle, letting him nuzzle against his neck; legs shaking around him.

"You're still using my name boo" he says after a few minutes, "Ugh boo" Louis groans, "stop, you love that name" Harry replies strictly, drawing a whimper.

"Its just me and you Lou, just let go" he says, voice softer, "I'm trying haz" Louis mumbles, nudging his nose against his neck gently, "you are babe and you're doing so well" Harry says as he rubs his back, "you don't have to act so tough with me little one, no one is here. No boys, no management, no fans".

Louis only sighs in response, trying to shift himself closer. Harry waits another few minutes before he speaks up again; "get on your knees for me baby" he says, patting his leg and kissing his temple.

Louis lazily moves, turning over and getting onto his hands and knees.

"Bum up babe" Harry says, patting it gently, "more". Harry smirks, "get it up" he says again. Louis shifts so he's on his forearms instead of his hands, elbows bent. And arching his back so it's presented to Harry the way he likes.

"Good boy" he coos, rubbing his palm over it before landing a sharp smack, "it this what you wanted baby?" He asks as he lands another, "want to be taken down a peg after storming off hmm ?" He hums.

Louis blushes a little, "yes daddy" he breathes, he knows Harry is just teasing, he understands why he had to walk away, it got too heated and people had begun to get nasty towards him; it's why he wants him under and to let go, it's just hard when he hates feeling vulnerable.

"I thought so" Harry says, kissing over the red marks, "gonna open you up babe" he tells him, "Lube?" Louis asks, "not yet" Harry replies.

Louis frowns a little, "what d- fuck" he groans, Harry chuckles softly and holds his hips, continuing to flick his tongue over his hole.

"More, more" Louis whines, pushing back.
"I'm in charge here little one" Harry says lowly, "noo don't stop" Louis whines again, wriggling his hips. "Louis" Harry warns, but he doesn't stop, slipping a little so he's not really focusing.

"Louis" Harry says again, slapping his hand hard against him again. Louis whimpers and stops moving instantly, keeping quiet so he can listen to Harry.

"Good boy" he coos, grazing his fingers up his back, as far as he can without moving, raising goosebumps along his skin.

He doesn't speak or continue for a while, giving him time to refocus in his new headspace; only moving his fingers lightly to reassure him that he's still there.

"Daddy" Louis whispers after a short time, voice slightly higher and softer, "have you let go little one?" Harry asks quietly, "mmm..little bit" Louis murmurs with a hum, in response, "you're okay baby, should I keep going?".

Louis hums and wiggles again, hesitantly though, just in case. "Okay" Harry agrees, he presses kisses to the red marks before moving his tongue back where it was before.

He holds his hips again, pressing his fingers against the skin, "please daddy" Louis whines, pushing back again, "what do you need love?" Harry asks softly, "fingers please" Louis asks, quietly but desperately.

"Such a polite little one" Harry coos, pulling their bottle of lube from the side on the mattress and covering 3 fingers, "all daddy" Louis whines, when he hears the cap click shut.

"No babe, it's been a little while" Harry says strictly. Louis whines again, frustratedly and Harry tuts, "I know what you need little one, but you need to be good yeah" he says sympathetically.

"2 daddy?" Louis asks in a small voice. Harry chuckles softly and kisses the small of his back, not answering.

He waits until the older boy is emitting short frustrated whimpers before he pushes two fingers into him, rubbing his other hand over his back when he moans brokenly.

He starts off just moving them in and out, occasionally stopping to scissor them open. Louis whimpers breathily everytime, frustrated at the lack of complete pleasure. It feels good, if a little uncomfortable due to how long it's been, but it's not the feeling he wants; well needs.

When he decides it's been long enough he pushes in a third, drawing another broken moan from the other boy, "shhh baby" He coos, "yes daddy" Louis mumbles with a small sniffle, arching his back more when Harry kisses his lower back again to soothe him.

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"D-please" Louis sobs after what feels like a lifetime of teasing and prepping.
"Okay okay darling" Harry coos as he pulls his fingers out completely, gently shushing louis' sad whimper; applying more lube to his fingers. Not a lot just to ensure it doesn't hurt him or make him more uncomfortable.

He pushes all three back in quickly, crooking them; immediately hitting his prostate dead on. He doesn't need to try a few times, he knows all angles from basically every position; the ones they've tried so far anyway.

"Ughh yess daddy" Louis groans, pushing back against his fingers, "better?" Harry asks, smirking. He knows the answer. "Yess daddy thank youu" Louis moans breathily, "good, baby" Harry replies.

He stops moving his fingers in and out, just rubbing them hard back and forth against his prostate, until he's moaning repeatedly and begging; for what exactly he isn't sure, but he can't stop himself.

"And does this feel better?" Harry asks quickly before dropping his head to lick around his fingers. Louis gasps before releasing a loud choked moan then continuing to let out breathy moans and whimpers, pushing his face against the bed which muffles them slightly.

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"D-daddy please don't st-" he stops to whimper desperately, "I'm so close daddy" he pleads, "cum for me" Harry mumbles against him.

"Ohh thank you, thank you daddy" he breathes out. Before he cums he let's out a hiccupped moan, pushing his hips back and whimpering "daddy". And then he does; hard.

He tries to shy away from Harry's fingers until he slows down, eventually removing them altogether and wiping them on the sheets beside him.

"My good little one" he coos, hooking his arms under him and pulling him back so he's sat in his lap, leaning against him.
Head resting back on his shoulder and eyes closed.

He strokes his fingers up and down his stomach soothingly, straightening his legs out beside the older boy's as he waits for him to catch his breath and come down from the high.

He keeps his eyes closed, focusing on his breathing and Harry behind him; the light touches of his fingers. He doesn't want to think of anything other than him, everything else too overwhelming right now.

That's why they do this.

No one would believe it if they heard about it. It's nothing anyone would expect but he often gets overwhelmed and needs daddy Harry to take care if him. He's right; he does take care of everyone, he feels that responsibility as the oldest, also like he said; he knows they hate him anyway so he'd rather take the heat away from the boys, especially daddy.

Also maybe he was right about how he feels about himself.

But he's so thankful for Harry, the first time he got overwhelmed he knew exactly what he needed. It had taken a really long time to get him under and they were both surprised when he'd slipped out a whimper of 'daddy'.

Harry had been so kind though and very obviously turned on.

"Hey..what are you thinking of baby?" Harry whispers, lifting his other hand to stroke his hair. "Daddy" Louis whispers back, "yeah?" Harry asks with a smile, "don't want to think of anything else yet" Louis says in a small voice.

"You don't have to, little one" Harry says, "wish we could stay here forever" Louis tells him sadly. Harry frowns a little and hugs him, pulling him up slightly to nudge his nose against his neck, pressing gentle kisses, "Me too" he whispers.

"How under are you baby?" He whispers after a minute, "between, don't like between" Louis replies, voice breaking a little. "I know you don't, daddy's gonna help you but you've gotta stay calm and trust daddy to know what you can take okay?" Harry coos softly.

"Okay daddy" Louis whispers, sounding unsure, "I promise you're gonna love it, little one. It may be a bit difficult but it's gonna help you down and once you're under I'll give you what you want" Harry reassures him.

"Daddy inside" Louis hums, closing his eyes again and letting out a happy sigh at the thought of him FINALLY inside him. Harry chuckles softly and nods, "yes exactly" he whispers in his ear, sliding his hand down his stomach and taking him into his hand, circling his thumb slowly over the head, occasionally tapping it.

Louis moans and grips at Harry's thighs, tipping his head back further against his shoulder, "oh daddy" he breathes. "Feel good Lou ?" Harry asks, Louis nods but whines, "not Lou" he says sadly, "I'm sorry baby boy" Harry coos, moving his hand faster.

Louis moans again and lifts his hips, chasing the sensation. "Little one" he mumbles making Harry smile, "yeah little one, MY little one" Harry coos.

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"M'gonna cum daddy" Louis whimpers a few minutes later, "yeah ? Now?" Harry asks with a smirk, "yess daddyy" Louis whines, "gonna cum" he rushes out.

"Nope, you're not" Harry says, stopping quickly and gripping the base, immediately ruining the feeling. "No why" Louis groans annoyedly, "Shh baby" Harry whispers, stroking his stomach and kissing his neck.

"Get back on your knees baby, gonna give you my tongue again" he says after a few seconds. Louis gasps and rushes to move, getting back on his knees and arching his back.

Harry chuckles and rubs circles into his hips, "excited baby" he asks, "love daddy's tongue" Louis replies immediately, voice a little muffled against his crossed arms.

"I know you do baby" Harry says wirh a smug smirk. Louis whines and wriggles his hips, "hey" Harry says strictly, bringing his hand down hard against his ass.

"Ah, sorry daddy" Louis gasps, but he pushes back as Harry strokes his hand against the red mark. He chuckles softly and pulls his hand back, waiting until Louis whines; knowing what's coming, before swinging back, landing another hard hit.

"O-oh daddy" Louis moans, closing his eyes on impact. "You really do like getting spanked huh" Harry acknowledges with a smirk, Louis has always loved being spanked by his daddy. "Yess daddy, more" Louis pleads, pushing back again.

"Alright little one, just one more then we've gotta continue" Harry tells him. "You want daddy's tounge again yeah?" He asks. "Wanna cum" Louis mumbles, "mhm" Harry responds, happy he can't see the smirk on his face.

He may not be able too, but he is quite concerned about the tone of the short response. He doesn't get time to dwell on it though cause daddy's hand is hitting him hard again and God he loves when he spanks him.

His favourite part is the after care, when he massages gently, occasionally pressing small kisses to the affected area. It's what he does next and it definitely soothes the older boy.

He chokes out a moan when he suddenly pushes his tongue back into him and rocks his hips back and forth, apprehensively at first but more confident when daddy hums and holds his hips, not stopping him.

"Oh. Daddy please touch me" he whimpers after a couple minutes, "mm-mm" Harry hums, shaking his head a little. Louis whines frustratedly and waits a minute before huffing and reaching his hand between his legs, hes not about to wait for this.

Harry notices what he's doing, rolling his eyes as he realises he's clearly not under enough and still trying to take charge. He waits until his breathing is laboured before he stops, using all his strength to grab the older boy and flip him, knocking his hand away.

Louis cries out before sniffling, reaching up for his daddy with wide eyes. Harry moves to hover over him, allowing him to have him close but grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head.

"Naughty little boy" he whispers in his ear, "daddy told you no touching but you ignored him" he says lowly, pulling back to look at him.

Louis just whimpers, he has no excuses and he knows Harry doesn't like those anyway, "nothing to say huh?" Harry asks. Louis shakes his head.

Harry tuts softly, "I don't know if daddy should continue" he says. Louis whimpers and lifts his head, pushing into his neck and kissing softly.

"Hmm, are you sorry baby?" Harry asks, tilting his head a little. Louis finishes the lovebite he's working on and drops his head, nodding with a pout.

"Speak" Harry says, voice dominant; it draws a shaky whimper from Louis. "I'm sorry daddy, was just so close" he whispers, "and daddy is keeping you close for a reason, but you didn't trust daddy to know what you need did you" Harry says.

Louis closes his eyes, feeling his bottom lip start to shake. Harry's expression softens and he sits down again, pulling Louis up and back onto his lap, letting him hold onto him tightly.

"What's wrong baby?" He asks gently, "daddy disappointed in me" Louis cries against his neck. "Oh baby" Harry says, rubbing his back. "You didn't listen to daddy did you?" He asks, Louis shakes his head, sniffling again.

"No, so daddy is a little sad about that my little one, but I still think you're daddy's good boy, good boy's slip up sometimes don't they?" Harry coos. Louis nods and sniffs.

Harry holds him tighter, stroking his hair with his other hand, "Are you still in between baby?" He asks, "stuck" Louis whines sadly. "Hmm thats why you still had an attitude. Are you gonna be good this time and trust daddy?" Harry asks.

"Yes daddy" Louis mumbles, "no touching" he adds, "Mhm good boy" Harry hums. He snakes his hand between them, taking him in his hand and stroking the head of his cock with his thumb; making the other boy moan brokenly.

"Please don't stop" he whines, pressing his fingers into Harry's back, "are you down?" Harry asks, starting to drag his hand up and down, thumb still in the same place. Louis can't help but whimper involuntarily when he tries to answer, especially with the way daddy is moving; everything he does feels fucking amazing. So he shakes his head instead.

Harry only hums in response, stroking his back again with his other hand.

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"Daddy please please let me cum" Louis whimpers breathily, dropping his head to Harry's shoulder. He shushes him and keeps moving his hand fast; listening out for the signs that he's about to finish.

Louis let's out a string of plea's as it builds up, rolling his hips a little to chase his orgasm. But Harry stops again at the last second, immediately pulling him in as he lets out a soft cry and pushes his face into his neck, legs shaking with desperation as the feeling slowly fades away.

"Are you still stuck?" Harry asks after letting him calm down. Louis just shakes his head, cuddling impossibly closer, "no?" Harry asks, "are you under?".

Louis whines, "not enough" he says, voice muffled, "oh darling" Harry coos, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, absentmindedly.

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Louis whines and reaches out when Harry lifts him and lays him down on his back, "I know, little one" he says sweetly, kneeling between his legs and pulling him so the backs of his thighs are resting on his; legs behind him.

He leans forward then, reaching a hand between them and once again wrapping his hand around the both of them, jerking quickly, his little one loved this so hopefully it'll help.

Louis gasps in surprise but quickly moans, immediately rushing out desperate, breathy plea's and throwing his arms over his shoulders.

Harry smiles and shushes him gently as he presses their lips together. The kiss is sloppy and fast paced, with both of them breathing heavily, occasionally moaning breathily into each other mouths.

It's an embarrassingly soon few minutes that Louis is rutting his hips up and begging frantically for permission to cum; which Harry denies, not stopping his hand.

"Please daddy" Louis cries, pushing his head back hard, "tell daddy when you're gonna cum" Harry replies. Louis cries out again, feeling tears stream down his face, "n-no no no" he whimpers.

"You're okay baby, daddy's gonna take care of you, just keep letting go for me" Harry coos, kissing him again.

"Daddy!daddy I'm gonna cum!" Louis shouts brokenly. Harry sits up and pulls his hand away for a second before putting it back around just the older boy, gripping at the base to stop him from finishing as he thumps his hands down hard on the bed, sobbing in frustration.

"Can't take it, can't..cant" he cries out breathlessly. Harry shushes him gently before he pulls his hand away and lays beside him.

Louis turns to cuddle into him but stops and let's out a surprised, sad whimper when his overly sensitive cock rubs against his thigh and falling back down, looking up at the top of the bunk before squeezing his eyes shut.

"Shhh okay my little darling, stay on your back baby, daddy's right here" Harry coos, moving himself closer so he's flushed against him, cradling his cheek with his palm and stroking softly with his thumb.

He lays his head on the pillow beside him, watching as his chest rises and falls rapidly, until it eventually slows to a semi normal pace. That's when he props himself up again, looking down at him.

"Open your eyes for me, love" he whispers. Louis whines quietly and shakes his head, "please baby" Harry requests in another whisper.

He sniffles a little and slowly blinks his eyes open. Harry smiles and takes note of his glassy eyes, a little dazed. "There we go, you're under right?" He confirms, voice soft as to not startle him or ruin the moment.

"Too far" Louis says, voice barely audible. "I'm right here princess, I'm not far away baby, daddy is right beside you" Harry says, placing his hand over the older boy's heart, "can you feel me baby?" He asks. Louis nods with a small whisper of "daddy".

"I know darling, gonna give you what you need now, you've been such a brave little one letting daddy get you under, haven't you" Harry coos, "need..daddy in" Louis mumbles, completely gone now.

Harry chuckles and strokes his hair, "daddy wants to reward you first for being such a good boy, gonna make it about you first then I'll let you have my dick".
Louis whines, the thought of Harry finally inside him makes him feel weak.

All he can think of is daddy, daddy daddy; how much he loves him In and out of subspace and how badly he wants to be fucked by him, especially after weeks of only quick make out sessions and desperate grinding; also the occasional fumbled handjob in the bathroom.

He's so happy to finally be under and only have to think about daddy and how good he makes him feel. Also when he's gonna be able to cum.

"Daddy let me cum?" He whispers out loud. Harry breathes out a laugh and sits up, "of course you'll get to cum princess" he coos, leaning down once to brush their lips together.

"How would you like daddy to reward you little one?" Harry asks. Louis' eyes sparkle and he pulls daddy down with arm around around his neck, "daddy's cock" he whispers in his ear.

Harry let's out a heavy breath and grabs his jaw roughly "who is in charge here" he growls. Louis squeaks and swallows thickly, "daddy" he breathes out, "that's right and what did daddy say?", "Reward first then inside" Louis mutters quietly.

"Exactly. Daddy is trying to do something nice for you and you're being demanding. I'm not sure daddy should let you have anything at all" Harry says lowly.

Louis whines and shakes his head quickly, "no no I'm sorry daddy, I appreciate it daddy I promise..I-I just...I love your cock daddy" he whimpers, sniffling a little.

"Well I know my darling" Harry replies, voice softer, "but you'll get what you need and you know that and yet you still can't just be a polite little boy".

"I'm sorry" Louis whispers, voice wavering and bottom lip wobbling again. "Okay okay baby, you're quite under so I'm gonna forgive you because you're still my little one and i love you" Harry coos, Louis sniffles and nods, pulling himself up to kiss at his daddys neck by way of apology and understanding.

"Good boy. Now im gonna ask you one more time, what would you like daddy to do for your reward?" Harry asks softly.
"Daddy rub again" Louis pleads with doe eyes.

Harry chuckles softly and moves to sit down like he was when they began, gesturing for louis to get back into his original position when they first did this, legs over his thighs, chests flushed together.

"You like feeling daddy's cock rub against yours huh?" He teases, "bet it feels good doesn't it princess, feeling my hand and my cock moving against yours" he says, voice a low tone that drives his boy crazy.

Louis whines and presses his fingers into his back, waiting patiently, wanting to be a good boy for his daddy.

Harry smiles and kisses his temple, "good boy" he coos, spitting on his hand and wrapping it around the both of them again, moving quickly and occasionally rubbing his palm over both of the heads to collect the pre cum that quickly arrives. He hasn't just been teasing Louis you know.

"Daddy" Louis whines in his ear after a minute or so of silence; besides their heavy breaths and moans. "Yeah love?" Harry replies through gritted teeth, "talk more" Louis whispers.

Harry smirks and presses kisses to his neck before moving his lips to his ear, breathing hotly; it makes Louis whimper involuntarily and start to roll his hips.

"You wanna feel your daddy inside you baby?". Louis nods quickly.

"Yeah? Feel daddy moving in and out of you, abusing your poor little prostate until you're crying and begging to cum?".
"You like that don't you baby boy, when daddy wrecks you, gives it to you hard and fast hmm?".

Louis moans. "Yess daddy" he breathes out, "please please" he whines, "don't worry baby, daddy's gonna fuck your tight little hole so hard, think we can get you to scream for me darling? Have everyone wondering what's going on yeah?" Harry says lowly in his ear, voice teasing but full of lust.

"Yes, please" Louis says, voice high and breathy. He's close. "Gonna cum in you too baby, fill you up nice and good, love feeling daddy's cum dripping out of you don't you" Harry whispers hotly, directly in his ear.

"Oh god daddy" Louis cries, voice breaking, "maybe daddy will lick it up and then kiss you, have you suck on my tongue to get it all". "O-oh yes yes, want your cum so bad" Louis says.

"My beautiful little princess, so fucking hot like this, so desperate for your daddy. Do you wanna cum for me?" Harry asks with a smirk, pressing their foreheads together.

"Please don't stop daddy" Louis gasps worriedly, "that's not what I asked is it" Harry says lowly, "I wanna cum daddy, just for you, only want it if daddy wants me too" Louis whimpers, kissing at his neck.

Harry feels his heart swell and tilts his head, groaning softly, "you're such a good boy for me my little one, so proud of how far you've let go tonight" he praises.

"Needed it, trust you daddy..take care of me, keep me safe" Louis chokes out, becoming more desperate than he's, probably ever, been before, Harry grabs louis' jaw, "daddy will always take care of you and keep you safe, even when you're up, you're always my little one" he says, seriously.

"Now cum for daddy" he says, voice lustful and dark, almost a growl that puts Louis' stomach in knots. He whimpers a quiet, breathy 'daddy'. Eyes closed.

Harry slides his hand down, wrapping it around the older boy's throat, making him moan loudly; he fucking loves this.

"I said cum for daddy" Harry says, squeezing gently.

As soon as Louis is spilling out the words "yes, daddy" he finishes, cum covering Harry's hand and both of their cock's.

The sight and the breathy moan Louis releases has Harry cumming as well, gathering as much of their cum on his palm when he stops his movements; holding it out to Louis who wastes no time in working his tongue over, as well as sucking on his fingers, pulling off with a soft pop each time to start on the next.

"God" Harry groans, "my little slut".

Louis whimpers and looks to him; doe eyes completely glazed over. Harry can't help but smile, moving his palm to his cheek and resting their foreheads together.

Louis is the one to break the silence, after a minute. "Daddy" he whispers, "mhm?",
"Will you put your hand around my throat again soon?" He continues shyly.

Harry gives a little laugh, smirking. "You like when daddy gets rough huh?" He asks, smiling at the immediate blush that flushes the older boy.

"Perhaps daddy could collar you" he suggests. Louis' eyes snap up quickly, sparkling bright, "do you like that idea, baby?" Harry asks.

Louis nods enthusiastically. Harry frowns and moves his hand to his hair, tugging softly, "Louis speak" he says strictly, Louis whimpers, "yes daddy" he breathes, keening happily when daddy lessens his grip, massaging the area that got pulled.

"Not very nice to not talk to daddy, did I tell you not to speak?" He asks, "no daddy" Louis replies, voice small, "do you feel more comfortable not talking right now little one?, I know you're quite under" Harry says gently.

Louis nods then quickly rushes out a 'yes daddy'.

"I'll get you a collar, little one" Harry coos, flitting his fingers over the boy's neck, Louis hums, opening his mouth to speak before shutting it again and whining.

"Say what you need to say Lou" Harry says, "no talking, wanna hear daddy" Louis whines again, "what do you wanna hear from me?" Harry asks.

Louis frowns, "daddy mad at me?" He asks worriedly. Harry shakes his head, finally looking at him, "huh? No little one" he replies, pushing him gently so he's laying back and hovering over him. "Why would you think that baby?" He asks him.

"You weren't really paying attention" Louis says, "and you called me Lou" he mumbles. "Oh" Harry breathes out, dipping his head to nudge their noses together.

"I was just thinking about my boy in a collar, so hot and owned by daddy" he says lowly. Louis whimpers and closes his eyes, nodding.

Harry wonders what he's doing, thinking back before realising and chuckling darkly. "You wanted to listen to daddy talking dirty didn't you?" He asks, "you liked when I did that before didn't you little one".

Louis nods again, "alright, you don't have to talk baby. You just listen okay" Harry says, getting back on his knees and pushing Louis' legs so his thighs are up and pressed against his chest, before shufflingforward, lifting his legs so his feet are on his shoulders.

"Gonna fuck you nice and slow whilst I talk" he says lowly, pushing into him slowly until he's bottomed out.

"Do you think you'll wear the collar for daddy when you're up, little one?" He asks after the older boy moans breathily. He nods and moves to hands to grab Harry's hips, trying to roughly pull them forward.

Harry tuts and grabs his hands in his, leaning over him as he intertwined their fingers and pins them down above his head. Louis moans, this is so hot, "mmm butterflies" he hums, feeling a pleasurable tugging in his lower stomach.

Harry smirks and starts to roll his hips painfully slowly, "when daddy gets you your collar I'm gonna make sure you wear it all the time, even when you're up. Gotta keep my little one in line don't i" he says softly.

Louis nods, letting out whimpery, breathy gasps, "control me daddy" he whispers.
"Oh I will little one, maybe i'll find a little lead for you too, daddy will fuck you from behind and pull on it" Harry growls in his ear.

Louis groans and tries to wriggle his hands, "bet you'd love that wouldn't you boo, you love when I fuck you from behind don't you" Harry says, pushing his hands further into the pillow.

"Harder" Louis whines, trying to buck his hips, "quiet" Harry whispers directly in his ear, "you wanted to be quiet so be it" he says, voice lower.

Louis nods in response.

"You know what I think you'd love, little one" Harry says, pressing their foreheads together again, "I think next time I'll fuck you hard from behind and everytime you step out of line I'll spank your perfect arse", Louis breathes out a moan. "I'll want you to stay on your hands and knees too baby. Daddy's gonna pull your hair to keep your head up". Louis moans again, louder.

"Hmm I thought you'd like that idea" Harry says with a smirk, "then I'll pull you up so you're on your knees, your back against my chest and I'll put my hand around your throat".

"Please, please" Louis gasps.

"Shhh. And when you're close I'll wrap my other hand around your cock and drag my hand extremely slowly, I'll have you crying and begging daddy to help you cum" Harry says with a dark voice full of lust; he can't help but move his hips a little faster, drawing a shaky hum of relief from the boy beneath him.

"Will I cum?" Louis asks quietly, "well that depends on how good you are between now and then little one, gonna have you wait for a bit." Harry tells him and Louis whines.

"But don't worry baby, you'll still get daddy's cock, I'll still use your little body to get myself off but you won't be cumming until then. You'd let Daddy use you wouldn't you princess, cause you wanna be a good boy and make daddy feel good".

"Yess" Louis breathes, "use me daddy".

"Oh I will, use your tight little hole for my pleasure, love how tight you are little one" Harry growls, unable to stop himself from biting at the boys neck in response to his talking , pressing his tongue against the marks to sooth him: revelling in the desperation that emits from him.

"I won't cum at all daddy?" He mutters breathily, "no little one, not until daddy has enough time to properly break his good little boy"

"Hotel? Louis asks, blinking his eyes open, Harry smiles down at him and nudges their noses together again, making the older boy smile too, giggling breathily.

"Yeah baby, hotel. So not until next friday" Harry tells him, shushing him when he whines, a weeks a long time to not be aloud to cum, especially when he's still gonna be touched and fucked by daddy. He whines again.

"You'll be able to take it princess, you'll definitely be frustrated though won't you ? We all know how snappy you get when you're frustrated" Harry says, chuckling a little.

"Not with daddy" Louis says with a pout, and Harry chuckles again, "sometimes daddy, but that's not gonna happen anymore is it baby, cause we're gonna change things. As soon as daddy gets that collar on you, you'll belong to him" he tells him.

Louis gasps before moaning, the thought of being owned has always appealed to him; well after he met Harry at least, something about him has always made him soft and pliant; submissive. A luxury other people can't afford.

He's pretty good at hiding it in front of others, the boys probably know even though they keep things in the bedroom, he's definitely slipped out a sad daddy when he's been sad or overwhelmed and needed a cuddle, backstage or on the bus. No one dares mention it though cause Louis has a slight problem with biting his tongue.

He's not nasty or a bully, but sarcastic and very self conscious, it causes him to snap when people talk about things, even when they're true. Growing up if you weren't a guys guy or you didn't follow what was "cool", you were ridiculed.

It's not that Louis believes these things about others; only himself. He's always wanted to let go though, and Harry definitely helps him with that. He wants to be owned and cared for by him. It's fucking hard though.

He's pulled from his thoughts by Harry, biting at his neck before looking down at him again, "what's wrong baby boy?" He asks. Louis is confused, but then he feels a tear slip down his cheek.

"Wanna be owned by daddy, want you to take care of me even when I'm up" he sniffles, "I can do that princess, why does that make you sad?" Harry asks gently.

"Not sad daddy just...not okay to do it, can't do it", "it is okay baby, it's what you like and what makes you feel good. Let daddy help you change your mindset. Anyone who doesn't accept you isn't worth your time" Harry says, voice soft but strict.

Louis nods and nudges his nose against his cheek, nuzzling a little. "You do help me daddy, I love how you make me feel" he whispers.

"Mm now go back to talking dirty" he mumbles after a minute. Harry laughs gently, "put your head back down" he tells him strictly, getting back into it. Louis presses a kiss to his cheek before doing as he's told; unable to stop himself from Bucking his hips again.

This time though he can't stop, he's so desperate now, he can't take the slow, teasing pace or the soft nudges to his prostate. He wants to be wrecked.

Harry let's him carry up for a minute or two before landing a sharp smack against the side of his thigh. Louis whimpers and stops, wriggling his wrists under the grip of now just one of harrys hands. Still to no avail.

"My poor little one wants to be fucked hard huh?" Harry teases with a smirk, "ple-", "shhh" Harry interrupts, smacking his thigh again, smirk growing when it ripples a little before turning red.

"Such delicious thighs baby" he growls, leaning down to press his lips against his ear, once more. "Can't wait to have them wrapped around my head again" he whispers hotly. Louis moans loudly in response.

"Hard-", "Louis!" Harry interrupts again, lowly. Louis whimpers at the tone. "I won't tell you again little boy. Be. Quiet" Harry tells him, voice laced with a dominance that gives Louis a crazy feeling in his stomach. He nods, clamping his mouth shut.

"Daddy's gonna fuck you hard now little one and the only sounds I wanna hear from your pretty little mouth are your desperate moans and whimpers for daddy. Do you understand?" Harry asks him, looking him in the eyes. Louis nods again, immediately.

Harry's expression softens a little and he smiles, "good boy" he coos. He lifts the boys legs to his shoulders, shuffling forward and wrapping his arm around his upper thigh, "you keep these hands here louis" he says, slowly releasing his hands and gripping his other thigh the same way.

Louis opens his mouth to respond but quickly shuts it at the expression on daddy's face, "good boy" he repeats.

He waits a few seconds, making sure his grip is tight enough before he starts fucking into him hard, using the grip to pull him in roughly, causing his dick to crash hard into his prostate.

Louis chokes on a loud, surprised moan. Gripping the corners of the pillow he's laying on to stop from moving his hands.
"Bet it feels good huh princess?, daddy's cock abusing your prostate so good" Harry grits out.

"You're probably gonna have bruises on your thighs love, but you don't care do you? You'll look at them and remember how good daddy made you feel yeah?". Louis hums in response, not wanting to speak because he's not supposed to but wanting to acknowledge him. It makes Harry smile.

Louis' eyes move from Harry's to his cock, before looking back up with wide, pleading eyes. Harry chuckles darkly and shakes his head, "no little one, you're gonna cum just from daddy fucking you" he says. Louis whines but does as he's told; he likes hearing daddy call him a good boy.

He flicks his eyes to one of the hands around his thighs, loosing his breath at the sight of it; the way his fingers press into him hard and the muscles in them flex, they're so huge and fucking strong. He could so easily pick him up and fuck him against the wall, fling around like a ragdoll.

He thinks about what he said, that he'd pull him up against his chest and fuck into him, gripping at his throat tightly. He notices the way his cock jumps at the thought. Harry does too.

He smirks. "Looking at daddy's hand baby? I bet I can guess what you're thinking about" he teases, Louis whines and drags his eyes away to look up at him, still choking over his moans.

"I'll do it one day princess, pin you against a wall and fuck you, or I'll just throw you over a counter and fuck you from behind until I'm cumming inside you. Maybe ill let you cum, maybe I wont" Harry growls.

"You'd let Daddy bend you over anywhere wouldn't you love?". Louis nods quickly. "So long as daddy's hands are touching you or wrapped around your pretty neck. Perhaps I'll fuck you and choke you on my fingers until you're crying".

He sees the way Louis opens his mouth before closing it, desperately wanting to speak but also wanting to behave.

"You can speak baby" he tells him, voice gentler.

"Oh please daddy, I'm so fucking close i-i can't take it" he sobs, "want you to just wreck me, throw me around, use me. I don't care I just want it so badly daddy".

Harry smirks, he knew he'd love that.

"I'll be good daddy, let you use my hole, my mouth literally anything to make yourself feel good..won't cum till you say I can daddy just use me" Louis moans breathily.

"Cause you're daddy's good boy aren't you princess" Harry coos.

"Mhm, please collar me daddy, I want people to know I'm owned, want to belong to you daddy, please" Louis begs, squeezing his eyes shut, he wants it so badly, he knew he wanted something he just didn't know what exactly it was until harry started acting extra dominant, thank God for that stupid argument.

"You really want that baby?" Harry asks, "please daddy I do, needed something like this, so glad you brought it up.." Louis replies with desperation. "This..this is what I need" he gasps.

"I'm gonna collar you little one don't you worry. But we'll discuss it seriously when we're done yeah?. How about we focus on making you cum for daddy now ?" Harry asks.

"Please daddy. Please!. I need to cum so bad" Louis cries, "daddy first princess" Harry tells him strictly. "Yeah ...yeah" Louis gasps, "cum inside me daddy. Wanna feel your cum, wanna taste" he pleads.

"I'll let you taste baby" Harry says with a smirk. He has an idea that could be really hot.

I'm gonna cum now baby boy" he tells him pretty soon after, "no wait wait" Louis whines, "jesus baby I can't really wait" Harry replies with a short breathy chuckle, "just please put your hand on my throat again" Louis asks shyly.

Harry laughs again and let's go of one of his thighs, reaching forward to put it around his throat, picking up his pace again; chasing his orgasm.

"Oh, oh, oh" Louis moans with every thrust, pitch getting higher at each word.

Harry moans his name, grip tightening as he cums, still forcing him to move before it becomes too much in order to help his little one. "Shit" he mutters, pulling his hand away, Louis gasps, "daddy" he breathes.

"I'm so sorry baby" Harry coos worriedly, "more" Louis chokes out before releasinga soft and needy hiccupped moan. "Again?" Harry asks, worried expression becoming one of amusement. He brings his hand back up to his neck again, gripping it tight.

"Can I cum now?, please let me cum" Louis moans, eyes rolling back in pleasure, "cum for daddy princess" Harry says lowly, "harder" Louis begs.

Harry squeezes like before and he cums immediately, crying out loudly the best he can.

Harry smiles and pulls his hand away, thrusting softly a few more times before pulling out. "Daddy?" Louis whimpers when he disappears out of sight.

"Open your mouth baby" Harry mumbles from between his legs. Louis gasps and whines when his tongue licks over his hole after a minute, "noo" he gasps, trying to move away.

Harry comes back up, hovering above him and Louis quickly opens his mouth again. He leans down and opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out and letting his cum slide down it and into the other boys mouth.

Louis moans at the sight, and again when it hits his own tongue. He doesn't swallow though cause daddy hasn't told him too.

When it's all gone Harry closes his own mouth, swallowing for good measure before smirking, "go ahead darling" he says, and watches as louis' eyes flutter shut, moaning breathily as he swallows.

"Thank you, sir" he whispers when he's done. Harry smiles and nudges his nose; noticing the way his hands twitch, "you can touch me now little one" he says, tipping his head to kiss him as louis immediately throws his arms over his shoulders, holding tightly.

~~~~

"Let's go shower baby" Harry says after 5 minutes of letting Louis grip him tightly; who whines and shakes his head, "sleep" he says, voice hoarse.

"Come on baby I'll carry you" Harry says, sliding out from under him and climbing down, reaching his arms out for Louis who groans and forces himself to move; letting Harry wrap his arms around him and pull him down, carrying him to the bathroom.

He sets him down on the small bathroom counter top, kissing his cheek before turning to switch of the shower, holding his hand under it till it turns warm.

When he turns back to his Louis, he smiles.
He's leaning back against the mirror with his eyes shut.

He jumps when Harry grazes his stomach lightly with his fingertips, "sorry baby, we'll sleep soon" he whispers, picking him up again and carrying him into the shower, shushing his whines when he has to set him down.

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"No clothes, wanna feel you" Louis mumbles tiredly when Harry drops his towel and goes to grab some sweats from Louis' bunk. Harry smiles and runs his fingers through the boys hair, massaging the scalp lightly, getting a keening sound from him as he pushes into the touch.

He whimpers and pouts when he stops, "bed" Harry says and of course Louis does as he's told, climbing up with Harry following behind him.

Louis waits for Harry to lay down before getting comfortable, he wants to cuddle. He climbs between his legs, laying down sideways between them and pushing his face against his neck.

Harry smiles and rests his hand on his thigh, stroking his thumb in circles. "I love you little one" he whispers.

Louis smiles with his eyes closed, nuzzling closer before replying, "I love my daddy" he mumbles.

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"Louis?" Harry calls, walking onto the bus.
Louis huffs and turns off the shower, wrapping a towel around himself and walking out.

Suddenly there's screams. Louis smirks and waves.

"Shit" Harry mumbles, turning to close the door, "fucks sake" a security guard sighs, already there and closing it quickly.

Louis laughs, "well that'll give em something to think about" he says. "Louis" Harry says lowly, stepping forward and grabbing his hips, "mine" he growls possessively.

"Stop calling me thattt" Louis whines, "mine?" Harry asks, confused. Louis shakes his head, "Louis" he tells him. Harry smirks, "I'm sorry little one" he says, kissing his forehead before taking a small step back, cradling his cheek.

Louis smiles and closes his eyes as he nuzzles into his hand, "daddy" he sighs, he's only been gone a few hours but, fuck, he missed him.

"I got you a present" Harry tells him and when Louis opens his eyes he notices the glint in the other man's.

"What is it daddy ?" He asks, "bed" Harry says coolly, patting his bum as he turns to do as he's told, it makes Louis squeak, turning his head and pouting with a huff.

"Don't huff at me" Harry snaps, "sorry daddy" Louis breaths, feeling a tug in his stomach. Harry smiles warmly and nods towards the beds, following him when he moves again.

Louis sits on the mattress, legs crossed and hands in his lap as Harry kneels in front of him, sitting back on his haunches.

"Alright little one, this is a very special present for my boy for being so good for me and for being so brave when we talked to the guys" he explains.

Louis blushes a little, Harry was right when he promised him that the boys wouldn't judge what he wants; they still wouldn't dare anyway because Louis remains his sassy self.

They still try to keep it to themselves but now they don't have to hide and he can let go, even a little, when he feels sad or overwhelmed. Either backstage or behind the scenes.

"Closed eyes" Harry says and Louis does instantly, loving when daddy calls him a good boy, which he does of course. He listens to the rustling sound and feels Harry shifting a little, before there's silence.

"Daddy?" He whimpers, "I'm right here baby" Harry coos and louis' breath hitches, he's closer than he thought.

"Open your eyes darling" Harry whispers, holding his hands out. When Louis opens his eyes and focuses on the object in them, he gasps, whining a little.

"I know it's not much, little one, but it's kinda gotta blend in with your clothes a little or at the very least just look like an accessory" Harry tells him.

Louis shakes his head and goes to pick it up, looking up at daddy quickly for permission, "go ahead" he says with a soft laugh, not derisive, just loving.

He picks it up and looks at it, "it's perfect daddy, I love it" he says, "oh baby" Harry breathes, Louis is just so incredibly genuine with his words that it makes his heart feel so full.

"Little one when we're free; and one day we will be, I'll buy you the most stunning collar and show everyone who you belong to, with just what you deserve. I'm sorry I can't give you that" he says, voice a little sad at the end.

Louis looks up at him and smiles, "really daddy, I love it" he shuffles forward on his knees, "anything you give me" he says as he moves.

"Plus, all that matters is what it represents" he says, handing it back and presenting his throat, "wanna belong to you daddy" he whispers.

Harry groans. He doesn't put it on straight away, instead grabbing his hair and tugging lightly so his head is pulled back and his throat is more exposed.

Louis moans softly, "harder" he breathes out and Harry chuckles softly, leaning down to press kisses to it, "plea-", "quiet".

Louis whimpers and nods, letting Harry continue and slide his hands up his thighs.
His breath hitches and he can't help the whine that comes out when his hand slips under the towel and wraps around him, or the moan when he starts to move it slowly.

He presses his fingers into his thighs, itching to reach out for Harry but not without permission. A whine for attention catches in his throat and Harry looks to him with a soft expression.

"What's wrong darling?" He asks. Louis isn't sure if he's allowed to speak so he glances down at his hands, pressing harder. Harry follows his gaze, "oh" he sighs with relief, smiling, "you can touch me little one".

Louis makes a relieved sound as he leans forward, throwing his arms over his shoulders and holding him close, nuzzling into his neck.

"Remember what I said before baby?" Harry asks after he starts moving his hand faster, Louis groans annoyedly and Harry laughs, "yes baby, I thought you would" he teases.

"Daddyy" Louis whines before he can stop himself, "ah ah Louis, quiet" Harry says strictly, Louis sniffles and kisses his neck by way of apology, "good boy my little one" Harry coos, knowing how he feels when he uses his name, especially in these situations.

He follows the pitch of his moans and the way he breathes to gage when he's close.
When he begins moaning repeatedly and desperately, he slowly pulls his hand away and out from under the towel. Wrapping both arms around him as he cries out softly.

He rubs his back for a couple minutes before speaking, "sit back baby, gonna collar you now" he says gently.

Louis sniffs quietly and sits back, lifting his head again so he has room to work. Harry smiles at him warmly before moving the sleek black collar around his neck and clipping it together.

When it's done and Harry sits back again, watching him; Louis lifts his hands and touches it, smiling to himself before looking up to his daddy with doe eyes.

"Let daddy hear your voice now sweetheart" Harry says, taking his hands in his, "I love it daddy, thank you" Louis breathes out.

"You look beautiful" Harry tells him and Louis smiles wider, blushing, "you've gotta get dressed darling cause we've got an interview".

Louis whines and throws the towel away, climbing into Harry's lap and wrapping around him. "Okay baby" Harry breathes out a laugh, "Cuddle for a little bit, then get dressed".

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There are too many people. Louis doesn't like it.

He loves the fans he really does, but there's so many surrounding him and screaming and he feels like he can't breathe. There's paparazzi too; so many flashes and yells and it's all too much.

He doesn't know why he's feeling this way today, this has happened before; often actually. He usually always protects niall, but today he can't. Zayn takes care of him instead, glancing at Louis nervously before catching Harry's eyes.

Louis feels the anxiety rise and rise as they push through the crowd, he reaches up and touches his fingers to the collar, letting out a sigh of relief when it calms him slightly.

He looks around for Harry, who smiles at him before walking into the building. Louis sighs again, daddy's gonna wait for him. He speeds up, slightly irritating the security guards with a hand on either side of him, trying to stop the fans from touching him.

When they all get inside and the door is closed he throws himself into Harry's arms with a sad, breathed out, "daddy", standing on his tippy toes and burying into his neck.

"You're okay little one" Harry whispers to him, rubbing his back. Louis nods, pulling away, "I know haz, there was just so many people" he says sadly.

Everyone else has left by now so Harry steps forward, putting his finger under louis' chin and lifting his head, "you're brave little one, remember that" he softly tells him, "you're having a bad day is all".

He brings his head forward, pressing his lips to his ear, "when we get back, I'm gonna make you feel so good" he whispers.
Louis feels his legs shake and grabs his hips, "will i-", "no, Louis. You know that".

"I'm not gonna make it till Friday" Louis groans, "yes you will" Harry says lowly, "you will because you want to be good for me..but you wanna fight it and sass me right now, don't you?" he asks with a smirk, "wouldn't" Louis mumbles, "no I know, because you know you don't have a choice do you baby" Harry teases, hooking two of his fingers under the back of collar, causing it to pull on the older boy's throat, "cause you belong to me now".

"Harry you're gonna make me hard" he groans, Harry smirks more but tuts, "I know that's not what you wanna call me, little one" he says, in the tone that makes Louis wanna get on his knees, head bowed.

"Stop it" he hisses, trying to appear serious but his voice wavers, "oh little one, i know you want me" Harry teases, moving his fingers to the front and pulling him forward, "say it" he says lowly.

Louis doesn't speak, honestly he doesn't think he could open his mouth without whimpering.

"Little one" Harry says in a soft sing songy voice, hooking another finger under, "say it" he growls.

"Fuck, I want you" Louis grits out, "want who?' Harry teases, going back to a smirk, "you". Harry moves his fingers to the back again, pulling it, "daddy" Louis breathes.

"Looks like I succeeded eventually baby" Harry says as he slides his hand up his inner thigh, before pressing it against the obvious buldge in his jeans.

"Right...Come on then Lou" He suddenly says nonchalantly, patting his bum as he walks away. "W-what the... fuck" Louis splutters, "language louis" he hears Harry say from the doorway and his laugh when Louis groans, following.

~~~~~

"Hi I'm louis", he reaches his hand out.

"Uh...david" the interviewer says with a raised eyebrow, eventually bringing his eyes up to meet his.

Louis frowns a little before looking down and realising that maybe he didn't get rid of the buldge as well as he thought.

Although, it isn't obvious so the guy would really have to be paying attention to notice.

He clears his throat and drops the guys hand quickly, turning and reshuffling his jeans again. When he looks up he sees Harry smirking at him and frowns, lifting his middle finger at him.

He immediately regrets it though cause his jaw clenches and he tilts his head in a questioning way, raising his brow at him.
If he could fall to his knees and submit to him right now, he would. He's really gonna pay for that move.

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After the interview he shyly walks up to his daddy, hesitantly hugging him. He's relieved when Harry hugs back, stroking his hair, "you know daddy loves you no matter what, my little one" he whispers, seemingly knowing exactly what he's thinking.

"Are you mad at me?" Louis asks with a pout, "well daddy isn't exactly happy. You were rude" Harry replies coolly. "You teased me daddy" Louis whines, trying to reason. Harry chuckles, "you know how I feel about excuses don't you Lou" he says lowly into his ear and Louis shudders.

He nudges his nose against his neck and presses soft kisses, a thing he always does to try and get away with things because he knows it's something Harry likes.

"Uh uh baby" Harry says, stepping back, "that's not gonna work". He grabs his shirt and pulls him in, putting his lips back to his ear, "I'm gonna spank you so hard and then I'm gonna fuck you even harder" louis whimpers and grips the front of his jumper tightly.

"Gonna have you begging daddy to let you cum and once daddy does..." he pauses, "well then I'm gonna stop and lay down while you wait for your poor neglected cock to stop throbbing...then maybe i'll cuddle you, if you've been good".

Louis whimpers again and Harry stands back so he can see how his eyes go almost black with lust and how he practically shakes with anticipation and desperation, "got it?" He asks, voice normal. How the fuck does he do that.

Louis just nods quickly, so quick his head might actually fall off; completely dumbfounded and lost in his want.

"Good" Harry says, kissing the top of his head before walking away like he had the last time, leaving Louis shocked and extremely horny.

He's definitely NOT gonna be able to do this.

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"Bed, strip" Harry snaps at Louis when they're finally back on the bus, after a ridiculously busy day. Louis rushes off incredibly fast, he's gotta really be good now cause he knows daddy is mad.

"You're gonna want to either go out, or turn that tv up all the way" he says darkly to the other boys. "Oo shit" Zayn says, "poor Louis" niall says as he grabs the remote and turns up the volume. They can't go out cause they're on the move.

Harry removes his clothes, aside from his boxers, fast; although he knows the other guys won't come down here after his warning.

He climbs up and finds Louis waiting on his knees, sitting back on his haunches with his head bowed and his hands on his thighs. He sits in front of him.

"Hi baby" he coos.

"Look up at me, little one" he says when there's no response from the older boy. Louis slowly looks up, eyes filled with tears that threaten to spill.

"Don't be upset, darling" Harry says gently, "you're gonna be punished and then we will move on from it, cause you'll always be daddy's boy, yeah?" He asks, stroking his cheek.

Louis sniffles softly but nods, he already knows he isn't allowed to speak.

He let's Louis nuzzle in his hand for a short time before pulling it away slowly, "on your front baby boy, arse up" he says, voice stricter now.

Louis quickly moves onto his front, getting onto his hands and knees but dropping his arms and arching his back so his bum is high like Harry wants.

He leans forward and grabs louis' biceps, pulling them until he unfolds his arms. He falls a little and his face pushes into the pillow so he turns it; letting Harry move his arms so they're pulled up and behind his back. He links his fingers together.

Harry sits back to look at his handiwork, smirking. "This is perfect, keep your arms there" he says lowly, "you look beautiful like this my darling" he coos.

Louis whimpers in response and Harry shushes him. Rubbing his hand over his ass.

Louis expects to be spanked, that's what Harry told him he'd do. He doesn't expect to feel his tongue on his hole. He moans loudly as his legs almost give in; he can't do that though cause he doesn't wanna disappoint daddy, further.

"Good boy" Harry whispers, feeling his legs shake and figuring how hard he's trying to stay up.

He pushes his tongue into him, hands on his hips and Louis moans louder , grinding back on his tongue, trying to get it deeper inside him.

"Stop it" Harry says lowly and he does immediately, "this isn't for your pleasure Louis, I need you on edge" he says and Louis whimpers again in acknowledgement.

"You already know daddy isn't gonna let you cum, so spanking isn't enough. I want you falling apart for me before I use your little body" Harry says, voice dark and lustful as he rubs his thumb over his hole, occasionally pushing it into him a little, drawing breathy gasps. Fuck it's not enough .

~~~~~

He keeps fucking him with his tongue for a half hour, continuously stopping and starting everytime his moans get higher and he gets too close.

He's shaking and frustrated and Harry knows Louis will break and speak eventually, that's what he's waiting for. And he smirks, feeling smug, when it happens pretty quickly.

"Daddy pl-". Smack.

Louis moans, arching his back more.

"Right" Harry says darkly, getting up on his knees again, "you were very rude to daddy today, and in public too!" He says annoyedly.

"I-". Harry laughs and it sends a shiver through louis, that is, NOT, a happy laugh. "You'd do very well not to speak right now, little one" he says.

"I think that 20 will do. I'd like to do much more but you've got a fondness for spanking haven't you". He hits him hard, leaving a bright red hand print, "slut" he growls.

"I'm gonna give you permission to talk baby, but I only want to hear you counting for me. Okay?" He says. Louis doesn't answer, doesn't even nod. Harry grabs his hair, pulling his head up, "I said, okay?" He whispers and Louis nods the best that he can, so Harry let's go, letting his head fall back.

"Good boy, my darling" he coos, massaging his fingers into his head where he'd pulled his hair, getting a happy moan from him.

"You remember your colours right, little one?" Harry asks, still massaging his head. Louis hums in response, lifting his head slightly to push into his fingers and Harry smiles, allowing him this.

He has to stop eventually though, shushing the boys whine at the loss of contact.
"Right. count" he reminds him, bringing his hand up.

"1" , "2" , "3", "4", "5".

Louis sniffs and pushes his face into the pillow, Harry is spanking him harder than usual and it hurts.

"6", "7", "8", "9", "10".

Harry stops and rubs his hand over the marks, trying to sooth him as he cries into the pillow, voice wavering. He contemplates stopping at 10 but this is what Louis wants, to be dominated. And he knows he misbehaved.

"Are you feeling okay, sweetheart?" He asks gently, "use your words for me baby".

"I'm okay daddy" Louis whispers, voice barely audible, "okay baby, gonna continue now" Harry tells him.

"11", "12", "13", "14", "15".

"16", "17", "18", "19", "20".

Louis sobs after the last number, he wants to call out for his daddy but he can't, which only makes him cry more.

Harry frowns and sits down, "come here little one" he says, reaching his arms out.
Louis quickly moves himself, getting into his lap and gripping onto him tightly. He winces when the material of harry's boxers rub against his sore bum.

"Such a good boy, you learned your lesson yeah?" Harry asks quietly. Louis nods against his neck, "do you have something to say to daddy?" Harry asks strictly and Louis nods again.

"Use your words princess" Harry tells him, pushing on his shoulders gently until he sits back.

His face is tear stricken and red and his hair is already wet with sweat. Harry cards his fingers through his it waiting for him to speak.

"I'm sorry for being rude daddy, just got upset, wanna be good for you daddy, thank you for putting me in my place" Louis says quickly, voice raspy but soft.

"Very good boy" Harry coos, "we're gonna move on now sweetie, you've been punished and you've apologised so we don't need to talk about it any more" he says, letting him come back to nuzzle against his neck again.

"Help daddy" he mumbles after some time of contemplating whether or not he can speak still. He begins to grind down against his daddy's hard on, even though it hurts him a little.

Harry groans and places his palm on his lower back, the other still in his hair, "my good boy" he says through gritted teeth.

He looks down and notices the way the older boy carefully stops his own cock from rubbing against Harry's stomach. If he wasn't set on keeping him from cumming until Friday he'd reward him by jerking him off and letting him cum once before he fucks him.

"Are you okay for daddy to fuck you now baby?" He asks with a groan. Forcing him to stop by grabbing his hips after a couple minutes.

"Yes daddy" Louis says with a nod, "hmm good, no more talking now okay" Harry tells him and he nods again, this time not speaking.

"Get back on your knees for me baby" Harry says tapping his hip. Louis doesn't move, instead looking at him with doe eyes, opening his mouth as if to speak before closing it again and whining.

"What's up Lou?" Harry asks, watching him open and close his mouth again, "speak" he says softly, "daddy still loves me?" Louis whispers.

Harry frowns a little, "of course I still love you my darling. No matter what you do, or if daddy has to give you punishment, I will always be in love with my boy" he reassures him.

Louis whimpers and nudges their noses together, "would you like a kiss baby?" Harry whispers and Louis nods slowly, flicking his gaze between Harry's eyes and his lips, licking his own.

Harry breathes out a chuckle and grabs his chin with this thumb and forefinger, tipping his head so he can press their lips together, kissing him passionately.

Louis eventually pulls away, kissing his jaw and then down to his neck, sucking and nibbling bruises. Harry chuckles again, "alright boo, I know what you're trying to do" he says, pushing at his shoulder until he moves.

Louis pouts, "Friday, baby" Harry says, "it'll feel even better after you've waited" he says.

He presses his lips to his ear, "and you'll be heavily rewarded by daddy for waiting patiently. I know you wanna be a good boy for me" he whispers. Louis shudders, "now get on your knees like i told you, daddy needs to cum" he says lowly.

Louis whines but gets back on his knees, arching his back and putting his hands back where they were before. "Good boy" Harry coos, rubbing one of his hands with his thumb.

He picks up the lube from the side of the bed, covering three fingers before pushing two into him; not giving him time to adjust before scissoring them; avoiding his prostate entirely.

"Daddy" Louis whines, trying to move to get his fingers where he wants them. Smack. He whimpers as the red handprint on his bum starts stinging wildly again. Harry has great aim.

"I don't remember telling you that you could talk" he says lowly. Louis knows he's annoyed at him for speaking but he can't help the tug at his heart when he starts rubbing his hand over it to sooth him.

From his research he learned that some doms just go through the entire thing without stopping to check their little is okay. Or reassuring them that they're still loved. Of course there's safe words they could use but they still need to be there for them and reassure them. He's so fucking thankful for Harry.

He knows he isn't gonna cum until Friday but when he's in it, he just can't help himself. Especially as he slips.

"Hey come back to me" he hears Harry say, bringing him out of his thoughts of other dom's and the pain on his bum.

"Hmmf" he tries to hum but it gets muffled into the pillow. Harry pulls his fingers out before shoving in all three that he'd lubed up, still avoiding it, Louis pushes back again .

"Louis if you move your hips again I'm gonna spank you again, and I don't think you or your stinging arse want that do you" he says strictly, the tone goes right through louis and he shakes his head fast; he's barely gonna be able to sit down as it is. And that's before he gets fucked.

"No?, so stop it". He removes his fingers again, rubbing his hand over his length to get to rest of the lube onto it before guiding himself into him. When the head is in he stops and Louis groans.

"This is not for your pleasure, it's for daddy's, there's no need for daddy to touch your prostate because you won't be cumming. Do you understand me?" Harry asks darkly.

Louis hums in response, "so if I hear one more word from you. Or you try to get daddy's cock or anything else to touch your prostate...well you'll fucking regret it" Harry growls, grunting as he pushes all the way to the hilt at the last sentence.

Louis let's out a whiney hum and pushes his face into the pillow again, forcing himself not to move his hips to get him to hit his prostate.

It gets increasingly harder, everytime he gets close to it. He feels a slight pleasure, maybe excitement, but it's just not enough.

Harry grabs his hips tightly, pulling him back with every thrust and moaning loudly.

~~~~
"My beautiful boy" he says breathily, finally speaking. "Such a good boy letting daddy use you, you're so fucking hot. So tight" he groans.

Louis hums in acknowledgement and moves his head on the pillow so he can breathe. With some effort he manages to turn his head just enough to lock eyes with daddy, flashing a pleading expression to him.

Harry laughs softly and nods his head, "alright baby boy, but no cumming" he says. When he thrusts back into him he changes the angle, hitting his prostate dead on.

Louis moans loudly, pushing back every time. Continuing to moan breathily.
"Thank you, thank you" he gasps, he can't help it.

"Be quiet or i'll stop" Harry snaps, pinching his hip which he's surprised to see draws a moan from the older boy.

~~~~~

"Sounds like you're getting quite close baby" Harry acknowledges after a short while. Louis whines and nods, he's so fucking close.

"Don't worry baby, daddy's close too" Harry says, sliding his fingers up and down his back; the other still on his hip.

"Would you like to cum my darling ?" He asks, Louis turns his head again as best he can and nods, frantically pushing back.

Harry smirks; he doesn't answer straight away just keeps pushing into him, letting Louis watch as he moans and closes his eyes, tipping his head back.

He groans and whines at the sight of his daddy, he looks so good like this; he loves being the cause of his pleasure, especially when he looks like this.

Harry eventually opens his eyes again, "yeah?, you do?" He asks again, breathily. Louis whines frustratedly and nods again.

"Too bad" Harry grits out, thrusting one more time before he cums inside him and quickly pulls out, rubbing his hand over himself a few times to ride out his orgasm.

Louis cries out at the sudden loss of pleasure, the feeling of his impending orgasm quickly vanishing. But his cock still painfully hard and desperate to be touched.

Harry releases a heavy breath and moves louis' hands from his back, somewhat easily flipping him onto his back. He leans over him, careful not to accidentally rub against his throbbing cock, and kisses him.

He moves to lay beside him, propping himself up on his hand and looking down at him; his eyes screwed shut and his bottom lip between his teeth.

Harry strokes his fringe from his eyes before cradling his cheek. "Give yourself some time little one, daddy's right here" he coos, falling onto his back and closing his eyes, absentmindedly grazing his fingers over the other boys stomach, carefully avoiding his cock.

Louis sniffles softly and grabs Harry's arm, hugging it tight, "think about something else little one" Harry mumbles.

He manages to shake Louis off his arm, lifting it so he can snuggle into his side, still on his back. He drops his forearm over his shoulder, fingers just barely grazing the front of his bicep.

"Was it too much?" He asks tiredly, Louis doesn't answer, "you can speak now my love".

"Not too much daddy" Louis whispers, "you didn't tell me you were gonna tease so much" he huffs. Harry laughs, opening one eye as he turns his head to look at him, big smile on his face.

Louis can't help but smile back tiredly, "I won't next time baby, had to punish you though didn't i" Harry says, closing his eye again. "Yeah" Louis sighs, closing his eyes too; the both of them laying together in silence.

~~~~~

Louis wakes up, thankful that his hard on had finally gone away, it was painful but God the control felt so amazing. He eventually turns, groaning at the pain in his lower back when he moves after a while.

Harry wakes up at the sound, "baby?" He mumbles, voice lower than usual in his sleepy state; Louis loves that. "Hold me daddy" he whimpers.

Harry groans softly as he moves too, laying on his side as louis shuffles down, snuggling into him and pressing his face against his chest. He hums happily when Harry's arm wraps around his hips, resting his palm against his lower back.

"Loved it daddy" he whispers, "no teasing next time though" he mumbles as he pushes himself impossibly closer.

Harry breathes out a tired laugh, "hmm yeah, next time I'll just fuck my boy quickly, really use you huh" he teases quietly.

Louis groans, "noo daddy". "Sorry love, don't wanna make you hard again" Harry says, a smirk on his face, "hate you" Louis mumbles, pressing his fingers against his back though."Well I love you my little one" Harry replies.

There's silence for a while and Harry assumes the older boy has fallen asleep again; until he speaks, "I love you daddy" he says, voice high and light; tired.

♡♡♡♡♡

"Niall! can you please just shut the fu-", "louis!" Harry snaps. Louis huffs and sits back, "wasn't gonna swear at you" he mutters, "I know, but that's not the point louis" Harry replies.

Louis frowns and looks down at his lap, Harry looks over at him and sighs, reaching his arm up, "come here baby" he says.

Louis quickly moves over, leaning into his side and resting his head on his shoulder, hand on his stomach. Harry wraps his arm around his middle, stroking his hand up and down absentmindedly.

"I'm not mad at you darling, just don't want you being rude" he explains when the others go back to the tv, "he's being annoying" Louis grumbles and Harry laughs softly.

"Not enough for you to tell him to shut the fuck up" he says, "I think someone's just a little bit sexually frustrated" he teases, reaching his other arm over to run his hand up his thigh.

"Haz no" Louis whines, shoving his hand away. Harry looks around quickly before bringing it to his neck instead, "don't you worry my little one, in a few days I'll have you cumming so many times you'll be begging me never to stop" he whispers lowly.

Louis tries to suppress his groan but fails a little, luckily it's not as loud as it could've been. He looks down, and oh great he's fucking hard again. Harry notices too and pulls his hand away, kissing his hair.

"Sorry darling, wanna sneak away?" He suggests, Louis nods, "closet down the hall, wait for me" Harry whispers, louis nods again and gets up, leaving the green room. Harry smiles and waits for a couple minutes before he leaves too.

He slips into the closet and shuts the door behind him. He looks at Louis before searching the small space, grabbing a broom and slipping it under the handle.

"Don't wanna get walked in on, now do we" he says with a wink, walking to him and holding his hips. Louis smiles, leaning his head on his shoulder, "no one will come in anyway" Harry says. "as long as you're quiet" he teases.

He strokes his hair a couple times before fisting it on his hand, pulling his head back so his throat is exposed. "My pretty, pretty baby boy" he coos before kissing at it, stopping to suck a small bruise into the skin. Louis groans, "they're gonna see that".

Harry smirks, "like you care about that. I know what you want Louis" he says lowly,
"Say it for me, little one. Tell me what you want daddy to do" he whispers into his ear, Louis can't help but moan, "fuck mee" he breathes out, voice high and soft.

"You won't be-", "I know, just fuck me" Louis interjects. Harry frowns and steps back, "don't interrupt me" he says darkly.

"Sorry daddy" Louis whispers, feeling his knees weaken a little at the sight of him, he looks so fucking hot when he's dom angry.

"Hmm" Harry hums, stepping forward again, "i-i just...I know I can't cum daddy...just want you inside me" Louis admits shyly, slowly looking up at him and then back down.

Harry chuckles and lifts his head with a finger under his chin. "I know baby, you have no idea how badly daddy wants to be inside of his little one" He says, voice almost a growl, "strip!" He says, commanding.

Louis quickly does, waiting with his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers as he watches Harry do the same, pulling something from the pocket of his jeans.

Harry looks up and sees his boy waiting patiently, eyes wide and seemingly innocent; a clear lie.

He smiles, "yes little one, those too" he says, coming back to him and knocking louis' hands away, slowly starting to pull them down himself, "wanna see how hard you are for your daddy" he whispers, letting them pool at his feet.

Louis shudders and kicks them away, "so hard daddy" he whines breathily, resting his head back against the wall. Harry smirks and takes him into his hand, pumping slowly, "I can see that baby" he coos.

"N-no teasing daddy you promised" Louis whimpers, balling his hands into fists; if he pushes Harry away again, he'll be in so much trouble. "I can see how hard you're trying to be good for me, little one" Harry says, slowing down even more, "so I won't" he tells him as he pulls his hand away.

Louis sighs in relief, closing his eyes
"Remember when we first talked baby, when you were staring at daddy's hand on your thigh?" Harry asks lowly, pressing himself against him.

Louis moans as he remembers, fuck it felt so good, and he was allowed to cum; he groans and Harry smirks, "daddy's gonna lift you up and use you against the wall" he whispers in his ear, lubing up his cock. That must've been what he got from his trousers.

"Oh..please" Louis breathes out, "not gonna prep you baby, don't have time" Harry mumbles, as he lifts him up very easily, pinning him against the wall with his body, "s'fine daddy, m'good" Louis slurs, feeling the head of his cock against his hole.

"Colour for me if it hurts baby boy" Harry coos, "be rough" Louis mumbles, "huh?".
"I like when you're gentle and I want you to keep making sure I'm okay but please...be rough with me daddy, use me" Louis whines.

"Well alright baby" Harry says lowly, "safe word if it gets too much" he reminds him, "yeah yeah, fuck me" Louis mutters.

"So damanding" Harry says, a little irritated but understanding and pushing into him fully, "is that...all you got" Louis grits out.

"Little fucker" Harry growls, relentlessly pushing into him, giving him no time to adjust after his comment.

"Mmm fuck yeah...like that" Louis breathes out, "shut up" Harry snaps, clapping his hand over his mouth, "I don't want to hear you say one fucking word after that comment" he says angrily.

Louis nods, throwing his arms over his shoulders, "if I wasn't fucking you against the wall right now you wouldn't be fucking touching me at all" Harry says.

Louis' not even sorry, honestly. If he hadn't of sassed him, he wouldn't be getting used and pushed up the wall everytime Harry thrusts into him hard.

He hums against Harry's hand, "safe word?" He asks, concern on his face. Louis shakes his head and Harry's expression goes back, eyes still dark, "then shut the fuck up" he tells him, using louis' earlier words; he's being annoying.

Louis rolls his eyes, which only annoys him more, ramming into his prostate. He can't help but moan and even with Harry's palm against his mouth it's loud.

"If I have to tell you one more fucking time to be quiet, you will not be getting anything on Friday, except for a painfully hard dick that will be ignored for a very long time, you won't even have me touching you slut" Harry says, darker than louis' heard it before and yeah he must've really pissed him off.

"Everytime I got horny I'll just jerk off, have you watch me get off without touching you or even using you". Louis whines.

"You don't want that huh?" Harry asks and Louis shakes his head, whining again. "Then be quiet" Harry says and Louis can hear that his voice is slightly softer, "good little boys get rewarded, don't they princess" he whispers in his ear, it's too sweet, something is going on.

Harry wraps his hand around his cock and he almost completely forgets about it. "Good boys get rewarded darling" he repeats, "daddy's close".

He watches louis' eyes flick between him and his hand around him and smirks, "you wanna cum with daddy, little one?" He asks. Louis hums and nods.

"Alright I'm gonna tell you when I'm gonna cum" Harry says. Louis notices that he doesn't tell him 'yes, you can' but he's feeling too floaty and too much pleasure to give a shit.

"Alright little one, you wanna cum yeah?, daddy's gonna cum" Harry groans. Louis whines, making sure to be quieter.

"Fuck baby" Harry moans into his ear, cumming hard inside of him. Louis moans quietly and bucks his hips, "gonna cum" he mumbles against his hand, whimpering repeatedly as it's about to happen.

Harry smiles and nods, pulling out and dropping him gently to the floor, wrapping his hand tightly around the base of his cock, "too bad you weren't a good boy then" he growls in his ear. Louis sobs, this was painful, he feels like he's gonna pass out.

He can hear his blood rushing in his ears, can feel his heart beating hard in his chest. He wants to be scared but he can't be, there's too much peace; it's like he's floating and full of a pure happiness.

The only problem is that daddy isn't with him. He can hear his voice, can see him but he's miles away; he's never been this far before and he definitely hasn't felt like this before. Maybe he's dying.

He tries to talk, to ask daddy to come closer but he cant; why can't he talk.
He closes his eyes, letting the white surroundings turn to black, he can feel daddy again when he does this.

God he's fucking tired. He wants to sleep now.

♡♡♡♡♡

Louis wakes up suddenly, with a loud gasp.
"Hey, hey I'm here" Harry whispers, pulling him in closer, "daddy" Louis mumbles, voice raspy.

"Oh my god" Harry breathes out and Louis hears his voice crack. He moves his head back and frowns, "why are you crying daddy?" He asks, "I'm so sorry baby, I hurt you" Harry says sadly.

Louis shakes his head, "no daddy, not hurt, felt so good, warm. Want more" he rushes out, "baby you passed out" Harry says, voice desperate.

Louis frowns again in confusion, "n-no ..I could hear you, I could see you" he says quietly, "baby you were out, you didn't answer me or open your eyes" Harry explains.

"I tried to talk but I couldn't..but I know I could hear you daddy, I swear!" Louis says, matching the desperation, he has to believe him.

"Alright baby, take a breath, I believe you" Harry coos, stroking his cheek. "Subspace daddy...real subspace" Louis says with realisation, "it's addicting daddy, want more" he says, pressing closer.

Harry opens his mouth to speak, "I'm so fucking tired" Louis says suddenly, rubbing his eyes with his fists, "I'm so sorry" Harry says.

"Please stop saying sorry Harry" Louis says, he's getting a little frustrated, Harry doesn't get it. "This is what I wanted, this is what I asked for daddy, I need it, okay?. please don't stop. I know it's scary for you but we know what it is now, I need it again daddy" he says, climbing onto him and looking down.

"I need it daddy" he whimpers quietly. Harry reaches up and strokes his fringe from him eyes, "I won't stop baby, next time if I could have maybe a slight warning though?" He asks gently.

Louis nods, "I didn't know it was happening daddy, hard to speak" he tells him, "hmm maybe we can come up with like a one word signal when you feel it, before you can't communicate?".

"Yeah, that's a good idea daddy" Louis replies tiredly, laying forward and tucking his head under Harry's chin, nuzzling a little. "How about down?" He mumbles, "mhm, that's good" Harry hums, playing with his hair.

"You still good to wait till Friday or..", "wanna wait daddy, like control" Louis mumbles in a whisper, "sleep" he says, putting minimum effort into the words in his tired state.

"I love you little one" Harry coos, closing his eyes, "love..daddy" Louis says, falling asleep immediately.