a/n: I KNOW SOME OF MY IRL'S ARE HERE so please kindly ignore this chapter for the sake of my mental well-being. And mom and dad, just ignore this whole book if you're reading this. Thank you x

Harry's POV:

"Tell me if I'm wrong, but not that I'm living with my boyfriend I feel like I should treat you to a little thank you. Harold, up for a bit of a housewarming gift?"

"A housewarming gift?" I hum, taking a sip of my drink, "What kind of gift?"

"A good one," Louis replies, and I play dumb.

"Can I see?"

"Come, and I'll show you, baby boy," Louis whispers huskily into my ear, his hands finding themselves dangerously close to my crotch. 

I throw the blanket off of us and we get up as he tugs my arm. We abandon the food and blankets on the roof and go back inside.

I make a mental note to go up to the roof later to get the food, but I, currently focused on the upcoming meal in my room if I'm being honest.

We quickly find ourselves in my bedroom. Louis closes the door behind us despite no one else being home. I don't have the chance to speak before he's got me pinned against the door as he presses his lips against mine.

I can feel his hands undo my belt and pants before they both pool at my feet. I kick them off and all that's left on the bottom are my briefs and my boner.

"Tell me how you want it," Louis demands as he pulls my jumper and shirt up over my head.

"Rough." I want to feel him so badly. I want to feel it for days and days after we've finished.

"How rough?" He sounds amused.

"As rough as it gets," 

His hot breath fans out over my face and chest, sending shivers down my spine. "You sure? I don't know if you know what you're asking for, Haz."

I grind my boner against his crotch so he'll stop doubting me. "Give me everything you've got,"

(a/n: FOR THIS WET ASS PUSSY - I really wanted to make Harry say "make me come so hard you'll need a bucket and a mop" after that but I didn't. oops)

"Fuck, baby boy. I'm going to wreck you so hard till you come morning my name like my little slut. Then I'll flip you over and do it all over again. Fucking pound into you hard enough to shake the whole house,"

"Make me scream, daddy." There's no filtering my mouth now, I'm way too hard for that.

His eyes are considerably darker now, a beautiful and deep shade of blue. I don't stare into them long though because he pushes me on top of the bed and strips off his clothes before getting onto me. 

Louis attacks my lips with him and grinds down on me with his boner. He trails his kisses down my jaw and my neck before he finds the sweet spot right below my jawline. He sucks in it and I can't help but let out a low groan. 

It's thoroughly bruised and sensitive by the time Louis moves on to leave a few other marks on my neck and chest. My chest is soon covered in purple marks and he's going so slow, knowingly teasing me when he knows I want it bad.

"Louisss," I grind against him and he smirks, slowly dragging his teeth down my chest and kissing here and there before he reaches my base. He gives it a quick kiss and swirls his tongue around my tip, but doesn't take it in.

Instead, he pulls out a condom and lube from god knows where and rolls it over his length before applying a copious amount of lube to both his fingers and his dick.

"You said you wanted it rough, yeah?" He looks over at me with a smirk and I nod.

He's quick to push a finger inside of me and pumps it before adding another. The stretch is quite noticeable and I didn't expect two so quickly, but I like the pain. It quickly turns pleasurable and he adds a third, curling and scissoring his fingers inside of me. 

One of his fingers grazes my prostate and I moan. He pushes it back to the same place and I could come from that alone, but I need to feel him inside me.

"Please," I beg, feeling squirmy and pushing myself down on his fingers. He removes them and I momentarily feel empty, but not before his tip is at my entrance, forcefully pushing into me.

I don't even get time to adjust before he's forcefully pounding into me, rocking the whole bed. I let out a bit of a scream at first, which only makes Louis go harder and faster. Soon, my moans and his grunts fill the room as he repeatedly hits that one spot within me. 

My toes curl and I fist the sheets, throwing my head back in raw pleasure. 

"F-fuck daddy, harder," I groan beneath him and he grabs my hips with his hands before pulling almost all the way out and slamming into me again. My back arches and my eyes roll, loud moans escaping my mouth. 

His thrusts get sloppier but I'm so close already it doesn't make much of a difference.

"Lou-" I warn him and he plants a heated kiss on my lips as one of his hands jerk me off, lubed by the pre-come on my dick.

Another rough thrust or two and I come over our stomachs, moaning his name as my legs feel shaky. Louis is soon to follow, spilling into the condom before he pulls out and plants a warm kiss on my lips. My breath is heavy and irregular, and Louis' forehead is covered in a thin line of sweat with some of his hair sticking to his face.

He grabs a nearby towel (I swear he's pulling this stuff out of midair) and half-wipes, half-licks the come off of my stomach before wiping himself down.

Throwing the towel aside, he gets off the bed and offers me a hand to get up to. I look at it skeptically but take it nonetheless and get up.

"Where are we going?"

"Round two," He winks and leads me out of my room, "Don't think I don't know about your little playroom,"

SHIT. He knows about that?

I've got everything known to mankind in there, and I didn't show it to Louis when I gave him a house tour because I didn't want to scare him off. But clearly, based on the fact that his eyes are dark blue and lust-filled as he leads me to it, he's into this sort of stuff.

I don't even question how or when he found out about it. My thoughts are cut off when Louis speaks to me again. His tone is demanding and much more dominant than it was in the bedroom. It's fucking sexy.

"Get on the bed. I want you on your back and spread out, waiting for me. No touching yourself." He demands and I gulp with nervous but excited anticipation.

"Yes daddy, I will."

I go onto the bed and lay on my back, spreading out just like he asked. The hardness between my legs grows and I bite my lip to resists the urge to touch myself.

Louis doesn't come over to the bed right away. I watch him as he roams around the room, looking in cabinets and along the wall of all the kinky shit I've got. He collects a few things but his back is to me so I can't tell what he's got in his hands.

Soon enough, he's standing at the edge of the bed, eye-fucking me as he pulls out a pair of silver handcuffs.

"Hands by your head." He commands and I raise my hands up over my head as he cuffs them to a crossbar on the bed's headboard. 

"I love seeing you like this, so dominant and controlling," My voice is low and gravely, and all I can think about is feeling Louis and making him moan just the same.

"Be a good baby boy and I'll treat you to this more often," I nod my head quickly and lick my lips at the thought alone.

Louis goes back to the other things he's got and lubes something up before turning back to me with a smirk. 

"Don't think I didn't notice how much you liked this," His voice is seductive and I can't hoist myself to see what's in his hand, but I already know what it is.

Louis pushes the all-too-familiar vibrator into me quickly, a small hiss escaping my mouth at the subtle stretch. He presses a button on the remote and I can feel the fucking amazing vibrations run through my body. The vibrator itself is vibrating right up against my prostate and I drive my hips into the bed to push it in even more.

He tosses the remote aside, which means this will be vibrating inside for, however, Louis wants it to. The feeling is enough to drive me insane from the pleasure and I'm completely hard again despite coming just a few minutes ago.

"Daddyyy," It comes out as a low moan, and Louis smirks before climbing back on top of me.

"Stay still, baby boy, but don't bite your lip. I want to hear you moan for me," He gives me a needy kiss before turning around so he's sitting on his chest with his back to me.

His perfect bum is so close to my face and before I know it, he's repositioned himself so he's sitting on my face as he wraps his lips around the tip of my dick.

I go to grab Louis' hips to pull him further down on me, only for the metal handcuffs to dig into my wrists. The sudden and sharp pain is more than noticeable, but it feels so good.

My tongue circles around Louis' hole and when I slip it into him, he moans against me. I instinctively buck my hips up but he pins them back down onto the bed with his hands as I continue eating him out (something I've wanted to do for a while now, honestly).

The pleasure I'm feeling right now - between Louis' blowie and the vibrator - is like a sensory overload and my moans are loud as fuck as Louis bobs his head. I swear, that boy doesn't have a gag reflex and I'm beyond impressed. He can deepthroat like it's nothing.

Louis' really testing my limits when he takes one hand off my hips and forcefully pushes the vibrator right up against my prostate and holds it there. I feel my cock twitch in his mouth and he feels it too, tapping on the inside of my thigh to give me the go-ahead to come.

Not a second later, I'm coming down the back of his throat, moaning and shaking underneath him. I shove my tongue into him again and fuck him with it until he comes too, right over his sweaty chest. He comes so hard that a fair load of it drips down onto my own chest and I can feel it running down my body.

He finally removes the vibrator and I feel empty and exhausted, but beyond satisfied,

"Thank you, daddy," I say breathlessly when he turns around and kisses me while uncuffing my hands from the bed. My wrists are a little bit tender for all the times I pulled against the handcuffs while trying to touch him, and they'll surely be bruised by the morning.

"Of course, baby boy. That's what boyfriends are for. Happy housewarming," He lays down next to me, drained of energy just like me but grinning nonetheless. We'll go shower soon, but I like just laying here with him like this - the smell of sex lingering in the air.

Laying next to my boyfriend. 

My boyfriend. 

I love the name, I love the feeling of butterflies in my tummy I get when he says it, and I love the way he makes me feel when I'm around him.

I love him.

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WOOP WOOP HARRY DECLARED (in his head) HE LOVES LOUIS LIKE UGH FINALLY WBK

I know it might've felt like this story took a while to get going, but I wanted to properly set up their relationship from strangers to lovers before they started doing romantic things left and right x

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