Dude I can imagine Larry being so kinky kill me

If you don't like the daddy kink then you've come to the wrong place; have a nice day (:

Lol, but if you're seriously uncomfortable with it... This chapter is all smut just so that ppl can skip the chapter. Another update will be soon. Either later tonight or tomorrow. I'm in the mood (for rooomance)

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Harry wasted no time in pushing Louis onto his back and crawling over the smaller man.

His long hair fell in front of his face and he sat back to pull it into a messy bun.

Louis smiled fondly, reaching a hand up but Harry grabbed his wrist and pinned in down. Louis's jaw nearly dropped.

"You haven't been the best today, Louis. Complaining about packing and unpacking. Begging for me to put you down. But, now... You'll be begging me for something else."

Louis's eyes widened considerably and he just stared at his boyfriend. Were they doing this?

Harry seemed to be waiting for Louis's response, and, honestly... Why should Louis deny this?

"I'm sorry, sir," Louis spoke shakily, eyes catching with Harry's, whose emerald eyes were peering intently into Louis's anyways.

"What's that?"

"I'll be good for you, Daddy."

It was rather simple. Only five letters and Harry was so turned on. It was wrong, dirty, even, but it felt so fucking right.

Harry felt his breath catch in his throat as he pushed back some of Louis's hair.

The older boy did seem like a toddler at times. He was fussy and childish. He also had feminine, child-like features and he was so tiny.

"Thank you, princess," Harry said next, leaning down to press his lips to the corner of Louis's mouth. "You're hardly ever good. You get sassy and fiery and plain naughty. I'm not sure if you deserve this."

Harry's lips ghosted over Louis's neck, sending shivers down the older's spine. "I'll be good, Daddy, I swear it."

That fucking word again.

Harry couldn't help it. He was quick to help Louis out of his clothes, leaving the smaller bare. Harry didn't take long to remove his own clothes and now they were bare together.

Always together. Always LouisAndHarry.

Just the way it was meant to be.

Harry's large hands brushed Louis's hips and he moved further down to kiss all over Louis's torso. Louis was panicking on the inside.

Was he too fat? What if Harry realized Louis had too much pudge? What if-

"Princess?" Harry questioned softly, moving back up Louis's body. "Baby? Breathe. Do you not like this? Is it too weird for you? We don't-"

"Harry, it's okay," Louis said between deep breaths.

He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, all he saw was Harry. And he loved Harry so fucking much.

"Please. Please just fuck me," Louis begged, tangling his fingers into Harry's hair. It messed up his bun a little, but they were too focused on each other.

Louis's tiny hands moved to trace the tattoos on Harry's chest and the younger allowed it because he practically caught fire from Louis's gentle touch.

Harry had somehow managed to pull away from Louis and back, ripping open a condom, but Louis's hands snatched the plastic from Harry.

"Don't."

"Lou..."

"C'mon, we both know we're clean-"

"I know that, because we got those tests last month, but-"

"Harry. I want you."

Harry knew deep in his mind that Louis had a reason for forcing Harry to get tested a month ago, but he hadn't realized that Louis had expected them to have sex- especially so soon.

Having only had sex with Louis once, Harry was unsure about this, but he trusted Louis and he loved Louis. It's not like the smaller lad could get pregnant.

(Harry didn't think he'd mind much if Louis could get pregnant.)

Finally, Harry nodded and let Louis toss away the condom. He now reached for lube and smeared it on three fingers.

"S'going to hurt, Lou, but I didn't like the way you begged me today, the way you whimpered when I wasn't doing anything to you. I'll truly make you whimper now. I'll truly make you beg. I'll give you a real reason," Harry spoke before sliding two fingers into Louis without warning.

The older whimpered and Harry lifted him into a different position so it wouldn't hurt as bad.

Louis gripped Harry's shoulders and keened as Harry began to work his slender fingers in and out of the lad. He twisted them around a few times, still remembering exactly where- Aha! Harry knew he'd hit those sweet bundle of nerves when Louis's back arched and he let out a whimper.

Harry smirked, brushing Louis's prostate again.

"Do you like that?" Harry cooed.

"Oh, my god, Harry, I-" Louis hissed when Harry's large hand landed on his bum with a sharp smack.

"What did you just say?" Harry growled, leaning down to where his lips brushed Louis's.

"I'm- I'm sorry, Daddy, I forgot, I-"

"Do not forget who owns you, Louis. Don't fucking forget who you belong to."

Harry sunk his third finger into Louis and bit harshly into his neck, sucking a bruise into place.

Louis was whimpering now, gripping Harry's shoulders even tighter.

"Can you just-"

"Beg."

"Please, please, Daddy, just fuck me, please. I'll be good, I swear, just please do it-"

"Okay, princess, I will," Harry promised, removing his fingers.

Louis winced a the cool air hit his fluttering hole, but Harry was quick in slicking up his erection. He leaned against Louis, pressing their lips together sweetly as he pushed into the smaller.

Louis whined against Harry's lips, the girth of Harry not exactly easy to take. But Harry was gentle.

He stopped, waiting for Louis's signal. He went in a little further, but not all the way. He pulled out and pushed slowly back in, lips messily mushed with Louis's.

It was a bit slobbery and kind of nasty, but Harry's sweet taste was distracting Louis from the pain and he focused on the pleasure, which was building up as Harry sped up a little.

"Daddy, harder now, I can take it," Louis requested against Harry's lips.

"Okay, princess. I've got you."

"I know."

Harry bottomed out when he pushed back into Louis, his breath catching in his throat because Louis was so wonderfully tight. It was a great idea to have no condom.

But Harry wasn't completely finished with this.

"Louis," Harry said sharply, moving out and slamming back in. Louis blinked up at him, not being able to find words.

"Louis, you aren't allowed to touch yourself. Even when I hit your prostate. Got it?" Harry ordered.

Louis whimpered again, shaking his head.

"I don't think I can, Ha-" Louis arched his back as Harry shoved into him and Louis let out a small sob.

"Sorry, Daddy, I really... I just don't know-"

Harry wiped at Louis's tears, lifting Louis's leg up to drape over Harry's shoulder. Harry was quick to find Louis's prostate again, digging his hips into Louis's.

"We need a code word, Lou," Harry whispered, pressing soft kisses to Louis's face.

"Hm... Like?"

"Banana."

"Of course..." Louis couldn't help but giggle at Harry's dumb word.

"Okay... No banana?"

"Nope. All good, Daddy."

Harry groaned, feeling his chest tighten at those words. Louis's aching member was pressed between them and Harry didn't know if he could take it.

He pressed further into Louis, hitting the older's prostate with each snap of his own hips.

"Daddy, please, can I touch, can I- oh!" Louis keened, scratching down Harry's back, who hissed.

"Oh, princess, I'm about to... Can you do it untouched? Can you come for me, baby? Can you-"

And Louis came, repeating the words "daddy" and "fuck". Although the two words weren't meant to be in the same sentence, Harry found it thrilling.

Harry came into Louis, feeling Louis breaking apart.

"Fuck, princess, you were so good," Harry breathed shakily, his voice hoarse.

He mumbled Louis's name a few times before pulling out once he'd finished.

"Would you like a shower, princess?" Harry teased. Louis rolled his eyes, returning to his normal self.

"Fuck you, Styles."

"Oh, Tommo. I fuck you. And by the look of your wrecked bum and the memory of you screaming 'daddy', you prefer it that way."

And Louis was instantly up for round two in the shower.

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Yes, I'm a kinky bitch. Haha, only for Larry. I'm not telling you my personal kinks sorry.

QOTC:

Just tell me what you think okay I'm currently drowning in holy water. Lol. Not.

PQOTC:

You don't have to answer this. I'm curious about sexuality and religion. Larry shippers are always ranging and I love to get to know people.

MA:

Personally, I'm into both girls and boys. I've never actually dated a girl, but I prefer to just screw around with them because girls can be dramatic. And I'm agnostic which basically is atheist except I don't even care to know how we got here because it's not really important. We're just here.

Don't fucking say anything rude about this. If you have your rude opinion, message me and we can talk about it but don't comment on how I'm nosy and satanic or some shit like people in real life say to me. Thank you. Xx