"Louis, we're supposed to be cleaning up," Zayn reminded, yet again.

Louis scoffed and continued rifling through Harry's closet. "Can you believe he has this many pairs of boots. Like, why?"

Zayn leaned against the closet door frame and crossed his arms over his chest. "Harry's going to know you were in here. He's loves those shoes more than he loves any of us." Louis laughed, even though they both knew it was only half a joke. Louis stood, dropping the boot in his hand to the floor and kept walking further into the massive closet.

"And why so many dad shirts?" Louis pulled on one, holding it between just two fingers so they could see the bright yellow and blue pattern of palm trees decorating it. "I don't get it."

Zayn slapped his hand away, putting the shirt back in its rightful place. "He'll be home later today, Louis. We need to clean up his house." Louis was still looking around, poking things like they were alien beings. Zayn grabbed him by the shoulder and turned his boyfriend to look at him. "We have to get the lube out of his carpet, and we left that piece of ginger on the counter yesterday."

"You left that piece of ginger," Louis countered with a raised brow and poked Zayn in the chest. "I told you I wasn't touching that thing."

Zayn grabbed hold of Louis' finger and used it to pull the boy closer, chest to chest. "I remember that thing making you scream." Louis tried to ignore Zayn's smirk, but his smile spread when Zayn curled their fingers together. "I remember you were so sensitive every time I touched you for the rest of the day."

Louis pressed his lips together to stifle his smile now. "I don't know what I see in you."

Zayn tilted his head in, bumping noses with Louis playfully. "I'd like to see you in me."

Louis barked a laugh, trying to bury his face under Zayn's chin. He kissed Zayn's scruff, then biting down lightly before saying, "I thought we were supposed to be cleaning." Louis negated his own point by slipping his hands down to Zayn's jeans and sliding them into his pockets. "I mean," he drawled as his lips curled mischievously, "Harry isn't meant to be home for hours.

Zayn licked over his lips, pushing Louis back against the wall of the closet. "Hours and hours," he agreed. The taller lad pushed Louis into the firm surface, a hand coming up to balance himself as he leaned forward to cage his boyfriend in. Zayn chuckled. "You're going to get us in trouble, Lou."

Louis arched his hips off the wall and into Zayn. "Then, you might as well make it worth it." Zayn growled and shoved Louis back with a hand on his hip. "Ow! What the-" Louis turned around to see a small metal handle, almost unnoticeable to the naked eye, but enough to dig into Louis' back. The blue-eyed boy reached out and curled a finger under the metal loop, tugging until the wall slid sideways. As it opened to reveal a pitch black anti-room, Louis scoffed in disbelief. "What? Is Harry some James Bond-Batman super spy?"

Zayn stepped around Louis, into the room, as he felt along the wall for a light switch. When he found it, and flicked it on, the room illuminated to show a million different things that made the ginger look silly. Zayn heard Louis' gasp behind him, but he was distracted, running his hands over the massive collection. "I had no idea..."

Louis grabbed onto Zayn's elbow. "Zayn, what the hell is all this stuff?" Zayn turned to find Louis looking at a row of paddles hanging on hooks. Louis grabbed one, a small, but wide, one, and waved it around. "Looks like a cutting board."

Zayn swallowed hard and rubbed sweaty palms on his jeans. "It's a paddle."

"Paddle?" Louis flipped the thing back and forth in his hand. "Like for spanking?" The older lad caught Zayn's gaze to find his pupils wide and black. Louis smirked, tapping the wooden end against Zayn's hip. "You intothis, Zee?"

"Fuck off, Louis," Zayn complained, but his voice was rough and low.

Louis' jaw dropped, slack in surprise, as he crept his hand around and tapped the flat of the paddle against Zayn's ass. "Are you being snarky? Don't make me teach you a lesson, babe." Louis was half-teasing, but things became all too serious when Zayn groaned and cupped a hand over his crotch. Louis' eyes flicked down as he used his free hand to pull Zayn's hand away from his bulge and replace it with his own.

Zayn gnawed on the inside of his lip while he tried to stifle the rumbling moan in his chest. Louis slapped the paddle against him a little harder, making Zayn gasp and his eyes fall shut. Louis crowded into Zayn's space, tickling his lips against Zayn's jaw. "Why didn't you tell me?"

The darker boy rolled his hips against Louis', whining as he searched for friction. "How? I'm always-" He cut off when Louis squeezed his warm cheek in his other hand. "Always the one with ideas. I don't, I don't lose control."

Louis tilted up and kissed Zayn gently. "Let me," he asked. "I want to try some of this for you."

"Like what?" Zayn asked hesitantly.

Louis looked over the stuff in a side sweep. "Pick something. A few things."

Zayn looked at Louis, unsure if he was sincere. When Louis just waited, Zayn sighed in acceptance. He took the paddle from Louis' hand. "Maybe another time, but I don't know if you're ready for this." Louis pouted, but let Zayn set the paddle down. Then, he picked up a long strip of soft fabric and a cotton blindfold, handing them to Louis a second later.

"You want me to cuff and blindfold you?" Zayn went to grab the stuff back, sure he'd made a mistake, but Louis snatched them away from his reach. "Oh, no. We're doing this, now." Louis smirked as he slid an arm around Zayn's waist. "This is going to be fun."

Zayn hummed, relaxing some, before leading them both out of the closet. Louis was jabbering happily, fiddling with the new toys, while Zayn grabbed one more thing before following him. Louis was waiting for him at the end of Harry's bed, fabric wrist cuffs in one hand, mask in the other. Zayn held up his final choice for Louis to see, making him huff in disbelief.

"You want to wear a collar for me?"

Zayn handed Louis the collar and clasped his hands behind his back. "Yes, please."

Louis eagerly dropped the cloth toys to the bed and unbuckled the thin leather collar. "It suits you, I think," Louis mused, wrapping it around Zayn's lean, tan neck. Zayn swallowed once the collar was latched securely around him. "Turn around." Zayn took a deep breath and did as he was told. Louis picked up the fabric and tied Zayn's wrist together. Finally, he covered Zayn's eyes with the cotton blindfold and stretched it around his head. "Can you see?"

Zayn chuckled under his breath. "No, Lou, I can't."

Louis smacked his bum. "Enough out of you, or I'll put something in your mouth, too." Zayn groaned unabashed at the promise. Louis hummed, pleased. "Alright, I'll stop threatening you with things you'll enjoy, then." The blue-eyed boy climbed on the bed and sat up against Harry's pillows. "Well?" he teased, and Zayn startled. "Come up here so I can play with you."

Zayn made a small noise and scrambled towards the bed, taking cautious steps until he felt the edge of the bed. Louis leaned over and searched the top drawer of Harry's nightstand for lube while Zayn stumbled, finding some and sitting back up to watch Zayn work. The lithe lad knelt up, crawling towards his boyfriend blindly. "Louis, please," he begged.

"Just a little more. You're going to straddle me, babe." Louis instructed as he quickly pulled his trackies and pants off. Zayn kept coming forward, spreading his legs when he felt Louis' under him. Louis put guiding hand on his hips, pulling Zayn to him and depositing him onto his own lap. Zayn looked so open, so willing, sitting there on top of Louis like that.

"Touch me, Lou."

Louis sighed heavily in lust and undid Zayn's jeans, pushing his hands under the waistband to grab handfuls of Zayn's ass. "Gonna open you up, have you ride my cock. How's that sound, babe?"

Zayn rocked his hips on Louis' lap. "Yes," he whispered.

Louis tugged Zayn's jeans off his hips until he could get to Zayn's small bum. "Lean forward. Arch your back," Louis instructed. Zayn moaned and stuck his ass out for Louis, giving him better access to his hole. Louis took the permission and slicked up three fingers before poking one at Zayn's tight ring. Zayn whined for it, pushed back on Louis' hand. Louis gave him what he wanted, pushing his finger in smoothly.

Zayn's mouth dropped open and his eyes squeezed shut until he settled into the feeling. Louis pumped his finger in and out slowly, in an easy rhythm, before adding another. He pushed in as much as Zayn pushed back, and soon the submissive was fucking himself on his boyfriend's fingers. "Faster, Lou," Zayn pleaded.

Louis added another finger and shoved them all in harder, pulling on Zayn's rim roughly. "You look so good, Zee."

Zayn's was taking in gulps of air, edging closer to his high. "Just a- Louis," he moaned. "Just a little more."

The older boy bit harshly on Zayn's neck, just above the collar, before pulling his fingers out. Zayn whined pitifully at the loss, but then Louis was lifting Zayn up on his knees, and Zayn knew he shouldn't complain because he was about to have Louis' thick cock inside him. He felt the slick, blunt head nudge between his cheeks and relaxed as Louis spread his cheeks and sat him down roughly, taking his lover's entire shaft all at once.

Zayn groaned out, loud and needy, as his body was filled. He took a few moments, nails digging into his palms as he adjusted. Louis lifted a hand, tugging Zayn forward by the collar, making the bottom whine. "Ride me, Zee," Louis ordered, low, but firm.

That voice, that dominance, is what Zayn had always wanted, but never asked for. Now, with Louis pushed inside him and controlling his every move, he was finally feeling what he'd been missing. Zayn lifted up and sat back down, impaling himself on Louis' cock over and over. He was frantic, but Louis kept running his hands over Zayn's body, tugging at his binds and stroking his collar, so it was understandable.

"Lou," Zayn panted. "I'm close."

Louis helped his boyfriend move faster. "Me, too, love. Come on."

Zayn dug his feet into the bed and worked that much harder. He was going to make them come.

"Well. Aren't you a sight?"

Zayn's jaw dropped as he came, but his body was frozen, unmoving. He couldn't see him, but he knew that voice. Fuck.

Then he was being flipped, covered by Louis' body as he said. "Shit, Harry. I can explain-"

"I bet," the voice teased.

"Lou," Zayn whined quietly, shifting under his restraints.

"Right. Sorry, babe."

Louis peeled off the blindfold and gently turned Zayn over to undo the rest when Harry said, "Leave him." Louis' hand froze, but only for moment before he was back to untying Zayn. "I said, leave him." Harry's voice was deadly now.

"Look, Haz. This was all my fault."

Harry walked over to the open closet and looked in, seeing the back wall open. "I'm sure it was. Always the mischievous one, Lou." He nodded to Zayn. "Don't touch him. When I come back, I want you both face down on the bed."

Louis laughed, more a fearful sound than joyful. "You're kidding, right?"

Harry smirked and leaned against his closet door. "Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"Harry, this is-"

"You disregarded my rules, invaded my privacy, and I," he shut his eyes while he took a long breath, "have been stuck in meetings for a week." He lifted off the door and waved to Louis. "You know what I want."

With that, he disappeared into the closet. Louis' was still, hands stuck in place on Zayn's back. "Babe," he whispered.

"Do it," Zayn answered.

"What?"

Zayn turned to look at Louis. "Lay down. I want-" He cut off and swallowed thickly. "I want to see what he does."

Louis' jaw was slack in shock. "Seriously?"

"Please, Louis," he requested again.

Louis still looked so confused, but slowly laid down next to his boyfriend, cuddling up close and kissing his shoulder. "Are you sure?" Zayn just nodded. "Um, alright. But if you want to stop, you tell me."

"I will," Zayn assured.

"That's perfect, lads. Exactly what I wanted to see."

Louis turned and sat up on his elbow. "Look, Harry. If you hurt him-"

Harry chuckled. "I promise. I won't hurt him unless he begs me to."

That made Zayn moan into the bed and rock his hips like he couldn't bear that much pleasure, shocking Louis further. "Babe? I don't get why you didn't tell me."

Harry dropped the things Louis hadn't even noticed he was carrying on the bed and put his hands on Zayn's hips. Louis actually growled, making Harry smile. "May I?"

Louis looked down at Zayn, who was already looking up at him. Zayn was begging him, silently, with his eyes to let this happen. Louis leaned down his and kissed his temple before nodding. "Yeah, okay."

Harry pulled Zayn up onto his knees, his shoulder and head holding himself up, and knelt on the bed behind him. He held out his hand to Louis and asked for the lube, which he got from the still confused boy.

Zayn mewled as Harry pushed two slick fingers back into his hole without warning. "So open, Zayn. You've had your boy inside you, fucking you until you're loose."

The darker boy moaned out, pushing his hips back for more. "Harry," he breathed. "Another."

Harry slapped a hand down on Zayn's ass, bringing a stuttered groan from the boy. "Trust me, I'll give you plenty." Louis was petting Zayn's sweaty hair, murmuring that he loved him. "Louis," Harry called him to attention. Louis' head popped up to look at him. "Grab that cock ring. Put it on him."

Louis looked down to where Harry had nodded and, sure enough, saw a blue thick elastic band. "I'm not doing-"

"He'll come," Harry interrupted. "He'll come before we're finished with him and then he'll be too sensitive and it'll hurt." Louis winced at that. Harry pushed a third finger into Zayn's body. "Plus, you want to be good for us, don't you, baby?" he purred as he leaned over Zayn's back.

"Yes, sir," he whined. "Please."

This couldn't be real. This person, this Zayn, was nothing like Louis had ever seen. Harry just hummed happily. "See?"

Louis nodded dumbly and picked up the cock ring. Harry reached forward and grabbed a handful of Zayn's hair, pulling him up onto his knees. Zayn gasped and arched at the pain, his face scrunching up as Louis looked at him is disbelief.

"Lou," he tried.

Louis wasn't even looking at his eyes. He was staring down to where Zayn was rock hard and dripping. "You actually need this, don't you?" Zayn cheated his eyes to the ceiling and bit down on his bottom lip in embarrassment. Louis grabbed his chin and made Zayn look at him. "You want this, don't you?"

Zayn held his gaze, trying to steel his nerves. "Yes," he answered, quiet, but sure. "I want to. With you."

Louis trailed his fingers down Zayn's chest. "I'll try." He wrapped a hand around Zayn's prick and stretched the elastic ring with the other. He slipped it over his head easily, but, the further he slid it down Zayn's hard cock,the more he felt like he was going to hurt Zayn.

"He's fine, Louis," Harry assured. "Just stretch it around his base and balls." Louis pulled it wide with both hands and settled it as the base of Zayn's shaft.

"Okay?"

Zayn nodded choppily. "Yeah, feels good. Intense."

Louis chuckled and pulled Zayn close to kiss him. "Feels good," he repeated airily.

Zayn yelped when Harry's pinky snuck in next to the others. Louis looked over his boyfriend's shoulder at the owner of the house. They seemed to decide something together and then Louis sat back against the headboard and pulled Zayn back down so his face was buried in Louis' lap. Zayn whined and mouthed at Louis' cock, growing quickly now that he'd let go of his reservations.

Harry squeezed the submissive boy's ass in his hand. "I'll going to give you more, Zee. Okay?" Zayn just hummed as he licked over Louis' cock head. "I'm going to fist you. Make you gaping, so when Louis and I," he walked his fingers up Zayn's spine, "both fuck you at the same time, you can take us." Zayn clenched around Harry's digits, a sobbing sound stuck in his throat. "I need you to tell me that's okay, Zayn."

Louis lifted Zayn's head by his chin. "Want us both?"

Zayn's eyes fluttered shut and he gulped. "Yeah...yes."

Harry massaged his hand into Zayn's back. "I'm not sure." He leaned down and kissed the tattoo on Zayn's neck. "Why don't you tell your daddy how much you want him inside you."

Zayn's hips twitched, pushed desperately onto Harry's fingers. "Louis...Daddy. I want you. Please."

Louis picked up his dick and pushed Zayn roughly down on him. "Jesus, babe," he mused. Zayn groaned as Louis touched the back of his throat.

"Lou, sit up on your knees. You're gonna want to see this."

Louis furrowed his brows, but held Zayn firmly as he sat up on his knees, choking his boyfriend and making spit dribble back down Louis' dick. When he was up, he leaned forward to see Harry pull his fingers out and drizzle lube over his whole hand.

"You were serious?"

Harry just licked over his lips and pushed all four fingers back in. Zayn's sounds were mostly quiet now, small, delicate whimpers and moans. One long sound washed over the sensitive nerves of Louis' dick when Harry curled his fingers and slipped his fist into Zayn's body.

Zayn was breathing fast, unsteady, so Louis pulled him off and scratched at his hair. "Alright?"

"Fuck. Fuck!"

Harry turned his hand slowly inside the boy. "So full, aren't you, baby?" Zayn nodded frantically, breathing warm huffs of air onto Louis' lap. Harry was only moving his hand in millimeter increments, but it still had Zayn clenching and moaning. "Soothe him, Lou," Harry prodded gently, voice low.

Louis hands were busy in Zayn's hair, smoothing over his shoulders and back as he cooed to his boyfriend. "Do you want me?"

Zayn looked up from the crook of Louis' hip, eyes glassy with tears. "Pleeeease, Lou."

Louis lifted him up for a bruising kiss, earning Zayn's low groan. "Harry, I want inside him first."

Harry nodded easily and slowly pulled his hand out, instead spreading his cheeks open with both hands. "Jesus, Louis, he's gaping."

Louis reached down and squeezed Zayn's side. "Imagine after he's taken both of us."

The taller lad hummed at the thought and bent over to kiss Zayn's slick hole once. "Go on, Zee." Zayn scrambled up to straddle Louis' lap, prick nudging at Louis' stomach. Harry palmed up and down Zayn's back while Louis took his hips firmly, one hand leading his cock to Zayn's hole.

He sat his boy down smoothly, Zayn's eyes falling shut and his mouth set in a lazy smile. "Daddy," he barely whispered.

Louis slid his arms around to encompass Zayn's waist and pushed up as the bottom lowered until his hips were snug against Zayn's ass. "That's so good, baby. Feel amazing." Zayn was loose and easy, but he was scorching inside and his ring of muscles was puffy and soft against Louis' dick. He slid down on the pillows a little and planted his feet, pushing up into Zayn easily.

It was so easy, thrusting, pushing, shoving inside him when Zayn was that loose. He felt like he could use and abuse his boy. "Harder," Zayn demanded lowly.

Louis' fingers dug into Zayn's back as he rocketed in harder, jolting his boyfriend on top of him. Harry snuck a finger between the submissive's cheeks and moaned at how malleable his hole was. He put a hand between Zayn's shoulder blades and pushed until the lad was laying down on Louis' chest. "Relax, babe. Okay?"

Zayn nodded and busied himself with mouthing at Louis' scruff and mumbling airy Daddy's. Harry picked up the lube and slicked himself up with more than he needed, aware of how sensitive Zayn must be right now. Wet and aching, Harry poked his head at Zayn's rim, letting him know what was coming. When Zayn let out a long, deep breath, Harry pushed in alongside Louis' cock, moving slow and careful until he was buried tightly inside.

Louis arched up, shifting minutely in Zayn's hole. "Shit, that's good." Zayn's teeth were sunk into Louis' shoulder, broken gasps filtering between his lips. When the gasps turned to tears, Louis shh'd him gently and petted his hair. "Alright, baby? Are you okay?"

Zayn inhaled shakily and blindly leaned towards Louis' mouth, planting his lips just off Louis' lips. Louis corrected their kiss and infused every ounce of adoration into it until Zayn was breathing normally again. "I'm good. Fuck- but...full."

There were hands everywhere, covering Zayn's body and making him feel grounded in an impossible moment. "I'm going to move now, Zayn." When he nodded, Harry pulled out and pushed back in. Zayn moaned out with the overwhelming sensation. Harry kept one hand on Zayn's hip, and held himself up with the other as he lifted one leg over the other boy's legs for better leverage. With the new balance, the green-eyed lad pummeled Zayn's body as he enjoyed the suffocating friction of a cock against his.

The three boys shared each others' air, breathing against each others' skin. The air was hot and Zayn's hole was molten around the two other men. "Can I come? Please, please. Can I come?" Louis and Harry connected over Zayn's shoulder, and when Louis nodded, Harry reached between them and pulled the cock ring off, replacing it with his hand as he pushed into the boy's body faster.

Zayn was crying out and coming in seconds. Louis groaned at the vise and shoved his head back into the pillows as his hips jerked up. Harry kept rocking against him, their wet pricks sliding together until Louis pulled Zayn as close as he could and came inside his boyfriend. Harry braided his fingers into Louis' hair and whispered, "Can I come inside him?"

Louis bit down on his lip, scratching down Harry's arm as he nodded. The Dominant curled his fingers into Zayn's collar and pulled him back on his cock as his orgasm hit him, the waves of pleasure surging through his body. Zayn's hands scratched against Harry's stomach frantically, desolate whimpers falling off his tongue as Harry worked through his release and pulled out.

Harry leaned back and, as Louis pulled out, grabbed the butt plug. He held it up for Louis to see quickly before pushing it into Zayn's stretched out hole. Zayn barely moaned, tired and use, but rocked his hips at the residual pleasure. Harry patted his ass cheek, smiling wide when Zayn whined. "Whenever you want, you can take it and look at how loose he is, watch him leak our cum."

"Fuck," Louis breathed, kissing Zayn's temple. "Yeah, okay." Harry got off the bed and went to his bathroom, leaving the couple to revel in what just happened. Louis trailed his lips across Zayn's sweaty cheek. "Okay, babe?" Louis undid the tie around his wrists but kept the collar in place.

Zayn situated himself on his side, snuggled against Louis' chest. "Yeah, I'm good." He tilted up and took a kiss from his boyfriend as Harry came back with a warm, damp flannel. Louis took it and wiped his stomach and Zayn's clean of Zayn's cum. He handed it back to Harry who threw it towards his closet with disregard.

The head of the house crossed his arms over his chest and smirked. "So, found my stuff, I see."

Louis pulled Zayn a little closer, assessing Harry's true level of anger. When Harry's smile grew to a genuine grin, Louis laughed and shrugged. "By accident mostly. And, by the way, what the hell is that ginger thing in your fridge."

Harry's eyes went wide for a moment before a laugh broke from his lips. "Shit, I totally forgot about that. My last sub left it here for when he comes back. Wanted to try figging, I guess. Haven't decided if I want to."

Louis fish-mouthed for a moment before frowning. "I don't think you want to."

"Why not?" Harry raised a brow.

Louis looked to the ceiling as he hmmmm'd. "We sort of...used it."

Harry's jaw dropped and a choked scoff of a laugh filled the now silent room. "You...used my ginger dildo?"

Zayn raised a noodle arm. "My idea."

Harry just shook his head dumbly, looking for something to say. Finally, he tilted his head and asked, "How was it?"

Louis' cheeks went bright red and he shifted on the bed. "It was, um, good, yeah," he mumbled.

"Bottom Louis, aye? Huh. Good to know." Harry went to his drawers and pulled on a small pair of pants. "I'll be in the living room when you guys are done. Oh, and Zayn?" Zayn looked up to him. "Keep the collar. Looks good on you." He waved a hand towards his general form. "Let me know if you get hungry."

With that, he left Louis blushed and Zayn docile.

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Last part of this. It'll probably give you the ending you've all been guessing at...I hope. Enjoy!

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