
Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/3357191.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Harry_Styles/Louis_Tomlinson
  Character:
      Harry_Styles, Louis_Tomlinson
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Incest, Anal_Fingering, Blowjobs, Rimming, Harry_in_Panties,
      chicken_Parma_ham, I'm_Going_to_Hell, Masturbation, Couch_Sex, Love
      Confessions, Eleanor_is_mentioned_once, Daddy_Kink
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-02-15 Words: 1269
****** Daddy's Favorite ******
by coldheartscoldersongs
Summary
     Louis's in love with his son Harry. He's perfectly content to keep
     this to himself until he comes home from work one day to one hell of
     a sight.
Notes
     I'm really proud of this because I can't believe I wrote this but I
     also think I'm secured a place in hell for writing this.
See the end of the work for more notes
Louis was going to hell. He didn't see how he could get himself out of this
one. He was in love with his son Harry.
He didn't even see it coming; it just kind of happened. Louis had been eating
breakfast with Harry and it hit him. He'd been completely gone ever since then.
Tonight, Louis was spending some time with Harry. They'd probably have dinner
and watch Keeping Up With the Kardashians.
Louis had just gotten home from work. "I'm home, Haz." No response. Harry
always told him when he was going to a friend's house, so where was he?
"Harry?" Louis headed toward Harry's room. He didn't expect to see what he did.
Harry, his beautiful son, was splayed out on his bed. He had one hand pumping
his cock and two fingers sliding in and out of him. His breathing was heavy and
he was making gorgeous sounds.
"Right there, Daddy. Fuck me."
Louis fled the scene without a sound. His cock had become embarrassingly hard
from watching his son fuck himself. He sighed and entered the bathroom. He got
out his cock and fucked into his fist, replaying the scene he'd just witnessed
in his mind. Louis came in under a minute and tried to keep his composure. He
went downstairs to make dinner.
Ten minutes later, Harry came down to the kitchen looking fucked out of his
mind. Louis wished he was the one who had ruined Harry like that.
"Hi Dad. What's for dinner, or do I even have to ask?" Louis could only cook
one meal: chicken stuffed with mozzarella, wrapped in Parma ham with a side of
homemade mash.
"Just the usual, sweetheart. How was your day?"
As Harry complained about a test he'd taken and retold a joke from lunch, Louis
viewed him in fascination. He really, honest to God loved this boy. As they
finished their dinner, Harry went into the living room to turn on Netflix. They
had several hours of the Kardashians to keep up with.
Once Louis was on the couch, Harry snuggled up against him.
"Can we cuddle?" Harry asked.
"Of course, babe." Louis stroked Harry's curls as they watched the show.
"Dad, you love me, right?"
"Always. What's up?"
Harry blushed. "Um, lately, I've been feeling kind of different." Louis's heart
raced. "Like, I still love you and everything, but different."
"Different how?"
"You'll laugh at me."
"I promise I will never laugh at you, Haz."
"Okay, so this is kind of weird, but can you kiss me?"
Struggling to breathe, Louis kissed him on the cheek. Harry got even Tedder.
"No, like, on the lips? I just wanted to try it."
Louis couldn't believe his ears. He kissed Harry, barely touching their lips
together. That was when he knew he was fucked.
"Have you ever kissed anyone Harry?"
He shook his head. "No. Can you kiss me again?"
Louis didn't hesitate this time. He kissed Harry rough and sloppy, earning a
moan from the boy. The tv was forgotten as Louis got on top of Harry and made
out with him.
"Fuck, Harry." Louis let himself grind on him, desperate for friction.
Louis heard the prettiest moan followed by something inaudible.
"What was that babe?"
"Daddy," Harry moaned.
Louis could've came right then and there, but he didn't want this to end. He
kissed Harry one more time before sucking hickeys into his neck. Harry moaned
again, sounding wrecked.
"What do you want, baby?"
"Wanna suck your cock, Daddy."
Louis unzipped his jeans and threw his boxers across the room. Harry stared
hungrily at his dick. He sucked on the tip before taking all of Louis in his
mouth.
Louis stayed still, not wanting to choke Harry, even though all he wanted to do
was fuck his mouth.
"You can fuck my throat, Daddy." That was all he needed to slam into Harry.
Before he could come he pulled out. Harry whined.
"You did so good baby, but I wanna take care of you. What do you want,
darling?"
"Can you eat me out? I've been dying for you to eat me out, Daddy."
"Alright princess." Harry was a sight to behold. He was wearing panties, with
his hard cock peeking out of the waistband.
"Where'd you get these pretty things from, babe?"
"Eleanor bought 'em for me."
"From now on, only Daddy's buying you pretty things." The panties were thrown
to the other side of the room. Harry spread his legs, eager for Louis's tongue.
Louis grabbed his ass and licked a stripe across his hole. Harry shivered.
Louis licked a couple more times before getting his tongue inside Harry. Harry
cried out and fucked back, riding his tongue. Again, Louis pulled out.
"Daddy," Harry whined.
"Don't be greedy, baby. Keep those legs spread; gonna open you up now." Harry
didn't move a muscle. "Although I'm sure you're still pretty loose from when
you fingered yourself earlier."
"Wished it was you, Daddy. Want your fingers."
"Anything you want, love." Louis slipped one finger in, feeling that Harry was
relatively loose. He added another finger. It only took a few thrusts before
Harry was grinding on his fingers. Louis scissored his fingers inside Harry a
couple times before pulling out.
"You still want this?" He asked.
Harry nodded. "Yeah." His pupils were blown wide with lust.
"Alright. Tell me if you want to stop." Louis found a condom and slicked
himself up with a generous amount of lube. He pushed into Harry slowly, making
sure he could take it.
When Harry's ass met his hips, Louis realized just exactly he was doing. He was
fucking his son who hadn't even been kissed before tonight. That only made it
hotter.
"You can move, Daddy.,
Louis placed his hands on Harry's hips while he pulled almost all the out
before thrusting back in. He worked up a slow rhythm, wanting Harry to get used
to it.
He heard Harry sigh. "What's wrong, babe? You need me to stop?"
He shook his head. "No. This is nice, but it's not what I had in mind."
"What did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking, hoping, rather, that you'd fuck me hard, fast, and dirty."
Louis's voice dropped an octave. "You want that?"
Harry blushed. "Yeah."
"Then that's what you'll get, baby." Louis let himself pound into Harry. He
heard the prettiest noises, high pitched and needy.
"Fuck! Daddy, there! Unngh, Daddy. Fuck me."
Louis went faster. The only sounds in the room were skin slapping skin and
their heavy breathing. He knew that Harry was close, so he got a hand on his
cock and started pumping him.
"Daddy," Harry choked out. "Daddy, I-"
"You've been so good, sweetheart; Daddy wants you to come."
With a loud squeak, Harry came, shooting white stripes onto Louis's hand.
Louis's own orgasm wasn't far behind. He came inside Harry, delirious with love
and lust.
They laid down on the couch quietly for a few minutes, letting the silence wash
over them.
"We should probably talk about this," Louis said.
"I love you, Dad," Harry said. "I want you to hold me in your arms at night and
wake up next to you and just be with you. That's it, really."
"You're so beautiful, H. So young, too. I don't wanna ruin you or let you down.
I wanna be good enough for you, and I'm not sure if I am."
Harry kissed him on the cheek. "You are good enough, silly. You're wonderful
and kind and brilliant and everything good."
"I love you, Haz."
"I love you too, Lou."
End Notes
     Comments/constructive criticism are appreciated!
Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed
their work!
