"Hello."

Louis blinked, staring at the boy in front of him.

Fuck.

Harry was sweaty, hair in a fucking bun as he stood in front of Louis, wearing only basketball shorts, feet and chest bare. A Nike bag was hooked around his shoulder.

"Work out rooms?" Louis said casually, shifting on his feet.

"Yes. Where are you going at one in the afternoon?" Harry said, running a towel per his wet chest. Louis stared a second too long.

"Shopping before work," Louis replied, scratching his neck and, okay, he was still staring at Harry's chest but it was sweaty, abs and tattoos glistening.

"Louis, my face is up here."

When Louis looked up, Harry was smirking and Louis sort of wanted to stab him and ride him at the same time.

"I just... I know," Louis scoffed.

"I'm disappointed in you," Harry said as he stepped closer to Louis.

There were people around!

"Harry-"

"If you don't come with me right now, I'll force you to and I'm not afraid to make a scene," Harry warned and Louis didn't doubt that for one second.

He thought of Liam's words, bouncing around in his head.

You're boring. Take a chance, Louis. You'll like it, you're just so submissive.

Louis blinked up at Harry.

Do it.

Louis gulped, but nodded. To his surprise, Harry was taking Louis's wrist and dragging him back to where Harry came from instead of the elevator.

"What are you doing, Harry?" Louis asked, eyes widening.

Harry smirked, pulling Louis into a weight room filled with guys lifting weights. "Har-"

"Take off your shirt."

"I'm in skinnies, I can exercise-"

"Take it off," Harry growled and Louis pulled off his shirt quickly.

"Come here."

"Harry, these guys-"

"Oh my... Louis. Do you honestly think any of these guys will mess with me?" Harry hissed, looking frustrated.

"No," Louis said as he looked around. Although the guys here were bigger, Harry was hella intimidating and Louis knew this fact very well.

Harry laid back on a bench, hands resting on the metal bar of the weight.

"Sit on me," he ordered. Louis blushed, sitting almost directly on Harry's dick because he didn't want to sit on his chest and make it hard to breath.

Okay, maybe he should, but people were staring at them. No one said anything, though, they just returned back to what they were doing.

Harry began lifting the weight and Louis wondered how this was punishment because Harry looked fucking sexy and Louis got to sit on him and watch but it was about five minutes into it when Louis realized he was getting hard because of the sight in front of- no, under- him.

Harry smirked as soon as he felt Louis's half-hard erection against him and Louis whimpered softly when Harry shifted, grinding up into him.

"Louis, can you grab my water bottle? It's in the bag beside the bench."
Louis hadn't even noticed that Harry had placed it on the ground.

He leaned over, eyes closing when his bare chest was against Harry's. It was very sweaty and normally Louis would be disgusted but he could feel Harry's slick abs and it was a nice feeling.

"Bottle," Harry grunted, startling Louis. He unzipped the bag and pulled out the bottle and handing it to Harry, who sat up and gulped from it. Louis watched with wide eyes.

"Gosh," Harry said quietly after he finished drinking. "You're so hard for me just by watching."

Louis's body visibly twitched and Harry chuckled quietly. "All these people in here, Lou, gonna see how hard you are for me. Just me. Just Daddy, right?"

And, oh, Louis's never been more turned on in his entire life.

"You realize that I could take you up to my room and fuck you," Harry continued. "That would be so easy to do except... You were so naughty. And naughty boys don't get what they want, do they?"

"No," Louis said quietly.

Harry raised his eyebrows.

"No, Daddy," Louis whispered, face reddening.

"I'm glad you know that. Are you ready to get your punishment out of the way?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Harry grinned, stretching his arms and asking Louis to get up. He did, blushing and covering his crotch. Harry just walked out with his bag, leaving Louis to embarrassingly follow behind.

They got into the elevator and Harry wrapped his arms tight around Louis but didn't make a move. Once on their floor, Harry guided them to his apartment and let them inside, throwing his bag on the floor.

"I'm going to shower and think about what to do with you," Harry said. "Go sit on my bed and wait for me. Naked, I'd prefer. And don't think about touching yourself because I'll know."

That was an order and Louis thankfully took it, going into Harry's bedroom. Harry was exaggerating a bit because he knew exactly what to do with Louis.

Once he was clean, Harry pulled his hair back into a bun and went into his bedroom, where Louis was sitting. He was naked, but his body was folded in a way that Harry had to crane his neck to see Louis's flushed dick, hard against his small tummy.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Louis asked immediately. 

"Not tonight," Harry replied and Louis whimpered. "Sit on your calves, please."

Louis scrambled to fold his legs, hoping that if he just did as Harry said, he wouldn't be punished as bad. Deep down, though, Louis knew he was screwed. And not even literally like he wanted to be.

"S'your first time being punished, but you were very bad. Behave for me. I'll at least tell you my plans."

Louis nodded, now noticing how Harry was only in boxers. Fuck, he was sexy.

"Alright, so first I'm going to tie you up and give you one of these," Harry started, holding up a small, circular object.

"What is-"

"It's a cock ring. You cannot come with this on." Louis's eyes widened but he stayed silent. "I'm going to fuck your mouth and then I'm going to eat you out and finger you and you cannot come the entire time. Maybe I'll let you come when I'm finished with you, but don't look forward to it."

Louis's cock sprung fully to life at how authoritative Harry was. "Yes, Daddy."

Harry smiled, a little proud that he didn't even have to tell Louis to say it. "Good, princess. My good boy."

He finally walked over to Louis, reaching to the bed post and pulling off a head scarf. He ordered Louis to put his hands behind his back. Once done, Harry tied Louis's wrists together.

Harry then put the cock ring around Louis's tip. "Can I kiss you?"

Louis nodded and Harry leaned in, pressing their lips together, his hands going to Louis's curvy waist, gripping it tightly.

"Baby," Harry said softly, kissing down Louis's neck. "So pretty, baby, you're so pretty."

Louis blushed as Harry picked him up, lowering him to his knees on the ground before Harry stood up straight in front of him.

"M'gonna fuck your mouth and you're gonna take it, aren't you?"

"Yes," Louis said, staring as Harry pulled off his tight briefs and then lined his cock up to Louis's lips using his hand.

Louis's knees were hurting already due to the carpet, but he stood up on them so he could reach better, taking Harry into his mouth.

Harry gave the boy a second to adjust to the feeling of a dick in down his throat before he began thrusting his hips slowly, eyes closing immediately.

Louis choked a little as Harry have one particularly hard thrust, but he wanted to come already just by looking at Harry jolting his hips.

Tears made their way into Louis's eyes as he moved with the rhythm of Harry's hips. He really wanted to grab Harry's sharp hipbones to to hold himself still but his hands were a little preoccupied with the headscarf.

"I'm gunna come already, fuck," Harry groaned and Louis was a little surprised because he hadn't done much, was just sucking and taking what Harry gave him.

"Shit, come off, princess."

Louis did as told, pulling off of Harry and coughing weakly. Fuck.

"Your throat is going to be so wrecked," Harry said as he used his thumb to break the thick string of saliva between his dick and Louis's lips.

"S'okay," Louis said. His he widened at just how gravely he sounded Harry hummed, picking Louis up and placing him on his knees.

Gently, Harry pushed Louis over to prop himself on his elbows so that Harry could do this easily. Honestly, the younger lad wanted to spank Louis until he was begging to come and then Harry could remove the ring and spank him more until Louis came untouched...

The idea was enticing but Harry really wanted to taste and to feel so he decided to save it for another time that Louis misbehaved.

"Can you just touch me?" Louis said weakly from his spot.

"Don't be greedy."

Louis knew that Harry's threat of not letting him come was a sealed deal, so he just shut up even though he wanted to tell Harry to fuck off.

Harry moved his palms to Louis's bum, spreading the cheeks and dipping down to lick over the hole without warning.

Louis shivered, arching his back a little, but Harry used his left hand to hold Louis's back in place.

"Don't move," he ordered sternly before moving his hand back. He licked over the area again and then another time, only rubbing his tongue over the pretty hole because he really wanted to tease Louis.

Louis began to whimper whenever Harry would let his tongue catch in his hole, but Harry would always pull it away immediately.

Finally, Louis thought as Harry dug his tongue into the tight area, causing Louis to wiggle around. It was a tad uncomfortable but Louis had a feeling that it would get better.

And better it sure as hell did get, with Harry's sloppy noises and the way he ran his tongue over Louis's walls. Louis needed to come very badly and it was staring to hurt, but Harry sure as hell wasn't done yet.

Harry finally pulled away, mouth growing tired, and he stuck his fingers into his mouth, coating them well.

"Are you ready, princess?"

Louis hummed and then gasped as a hand slapped his ass. He whimpered, hating how much that turned him on. If he was able to, he would've came on the sheets.

"Use your words," Harry growled.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm ready," Louis whimpered.

Harry grunted his approval as he slid turned Louis to face him and Louis was uncomfortable with his hands tied behind his back but it was worth it with the way Harry was looking at his, eyes dilated and mouth wet.

Harry licked over his hips, eyes locked with Louis's as he slowly pressed a finger into him, not giving the older lad much time to adjust.

Louis cried out, hissing in pain, but his throat was so sore that he found himself unable to say much else.

"So tight and it's only my fingers," Harry breathed out. "Shit, Louis, you weren't lying when you said you've never been fucked good."

And Louis hadn't said that, exactly, it was more like 'I've only has sex about three times, Harry, and none of it was very pleasurable so I prefer not to do it', but Louis was thinking right now that he would do anything to have Harry's cock inside of him.

Louis whimpered when Harry suddenly added another finger, immediately scissoring Louis. Louis was crying now, silent years trickling down his face.

Harry cooed, leaning up to press kisses along Louis's tummy. "I think I'm about to come just from watching you, baby. Can I finish fingering you and come on your face? Hm?"

Louis winced because that sounded a little disgusting but he all he had in his mind was I need to come so he didn't have much room to deny Harry.

"Yes," Louis said hoarsely. Harry tutted and began thrusted his two fingers roughly into Louis's hole. Louis was now sobbing, face scrunched up because it felt so good. His cocky was hurting, though, and he really wanted to come.

"Look so pretty. Do you like this? Me being the first to eat out your pretty hole? Daddy taking good care of you with your fingers?"

"So good," Louis sobbed, digging his nails into his palms.

"Be good, baby, let Daddy come one your pretty face and you can come, too, okay?"

Louis nodded and Harry thrusted his fingers one last time, but this time was incredibly different.

"Oh my- What was that!?" Louis gasped.

"S'your prostate," Harry chuckled.

"Shit, can you-"

"Don't say naughty words, Lou. And, no, we will play with that when I'm in you," Harry replied as he undid Louis's cock ring. "If you come without my permission, I'll make you come three more times."

Louis whimpered but nodded. Harry straddled Louis's shoulders and immediately began to pump his dick. It didn't take long for him to squirt cum onto Louis's face and whispering, "Come, baby."

And Louis didn't think he'd like it, but the way Harry hot cum trickled down his cheeks and into his eyelashes made his feel so dirty but so, so turned on as he came as soon as Harry told him to.

Fuck, it was so great, so relieving for Louis.

And, yeah, maybe this whole thing wouldn't be too bad.

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Okay so a fuck-ton of smut is on it's way yay so more private chapters

This took forever to write I'm sorry but i was lost on the punishment bc I have a good one in mind but I'm gonna save it for later. (;

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