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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Harry_Styles/Louis_Tomlinson
  Character:
      Harry_Styles, Louis_Tomlinson, the_other_boys_for_like_a_second
  Additional Tags:
      lmao_im_back, who_allowed_this, 16-Year-Old_Harry, 21-Year-Old_Louis,
      Underage_Harry, Bottom_Harry, slutty_submissive_harry_need_i_say_more??,
      Underage_Sex, Rough_Sex, big_dick!louis, Dom/sub_Undertones, Plot_What
      Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Dirty_Talk, Teasing, Begging, Crying, Pain_Kink,
      Daddy_Kink, Rimming, Nipple_Play, Nipple_Piercings, Anal_Fingering,
      Riding, Sexting, Webcam/Video_Chat_Sex, Dildos, Orgasm_Delay/Denial,
      Semi-Public_Sex, i_guess, I_think_I_got_everything, Filthy, im_ashamed,
      sorry_mom, yay_for_cliche_endings
  Series:
      Part 2 of My_sweet_addiction
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-14 Words: 14375
****** You can't keep your hands off me, i can't keep my hands off you. ******
by harrysprostate
Summary
     “I wasn’t bluffing when I said my big cock was gonna split you open,
     Harry. I want you to ride daddy’s cock like a good little slut, you
     can play with your pretty nipple piercings too, I know you like that.
     As soon as you’ve gotten used to the feeling of my cock buried so
     deep inside you I’m going to flip you over and fuck you into the
     mattress until all you can do is sob my name. You’ll be moaning my
     name for a week after this, every time you go to sit up you’ll
     remember how good I fucked you. Sound good, princess?”
     ~Or the one where Harry's therapy gets a bit more, intense.~
Notes
     well.. this happened... i've never written a sequel to anything
     before, but so many people asked for a continuation to "talk like a
     top take it like a bottom" so here it is!
     i'm a reallyyy slow writer so i'm very sorry to the people who have
     been waiting for like a month for this.. i love you
     i barley edited this lmao i suck so sorry bout that
     the title is from the song body party it doesn't relate to the story
     but it's a sexual song if you're looking for sexy tunes idk
     i hope you enjoy! :)
See the end of the work for more notes
Harry was never one to complain about being sore from sex, ever. He was,
however one to complain about the more than annoying reactions from his friends
when he showed up somewhere obviously fucked out.
“So sex therapy hmm? How’s that working out for you?” Niall asked, clearly
trying to hold back his laughter when Harry limped up to his friends at their
lockers in school.
It had been a week since Louis had fucked his thighs and Harry was still
limping. His thighs weren’t that red anymore, but since the skin hadn’t fully
healed, it caused an irritation every time his thighs rubbed against his jeans.
It was only a problem when Harry wore tight jeans, but of course that was the
pair he had chosen to wear today since he had therapy later. So, his thighs
were still aching, he was still limping, and he was not in the mood for his
friends teasing.
“Shut up.” Harry grumbled in response as he rubbed his eyes tiredly and leaned
against the lockers, in between Niall and Zayn. He was a little cranky this
morning since he had gotten very little sleep. It was Louis’ fault though.
Harry had been about to go to sleep but Louis had texted him, and well, things
escalated. It was worth it, without a doubt. But now his temper was shorter,
meaning jokes that he would usually think were funny were just annoying to him
today.  
 “Isn’t sex therapy supposed to keep you from fucking all day and night?” Zayn
chuckled and patted Harry’s curls fondly, always amused by Harry’s frequent sex
life.
“Theoretically yes, therapy is supposed to control my “sex addiction” but it
has the opposite effect since my therapist, Louis is sexy enough to be a model,
with a porn star worthy cock.” Harry replied with a smirk, deciding responding
graphically to his friends would shut them up quicker than anything else.
“Harold please! I did not need to know that.” Niall groaned while Zayn just
rolled his eyes, he had heard about Harry’s sex stories too many times to be
flustered or even fazed anymore.
“You brought it up.” Harry hummed with an innocent smile. “Don’t bring it up if
you can’t handle the response.” He continued and proceeded to flick Niall in
the head.
“All I’m saying is that you really /are/ a sex addict. I mean, think of all the
guys you’ve had sex with! Do you keep count of how many guys you bend over
for?” Niall asked, looking distraught. Probably still from the comment about
how hot Louis was. Well it was /true/.
“Niall, your ignorance is showing.” Harry scolded with a sigh. “Bending over to
take a cock is most certainly not the only way to be fucked. I mean there are
so many others. And while bending over is fun, it’s also hard to do, especially
during rough sex. I mean, it’s a bit hard to hold yourself up while you’re
getting pounded.”
“Fuck you! I don’t need that mental image in my head all day.” Niall groaned
and buried his face in his hands, too disturbed to respond or tease Harry any
further, which meant Harry’s plan had worked.
Harry chuckled at that. “You brought it on yourself. Next time don’t tease me
about my limp and we won’t have this problem.” He hummed while Niall grumbled
under his breath.
When the bell rang, Zayn helped Harry gather his first period books while Niall
made a considerable effort not to laugh, he didn’t want to risk having to hear
more about Harry’s sex life.
“So are you gonna go and have some hot student teacher desk sex next period?”
Zayn teased Harry as he closed the locker for him.
“I would with Louis. I’m sure he has a desk; I should ask him next time! But,
on the other hand, that might not be a good idea. I probably wouldn’t be able
to hold myself up.” Harry replied thoughtfully.
“You’re too much. See you at lunch.” Zayn laughed and ruffled Harry’s curls
before grabbing a groaning Niall and pulling him off to class.
Harry smiled to himself and watched them go before starting to walk leisurely
to his first period class. He made it to his class just as the bell rang,
winking at a few cute guys before taking his seat and pulling out his notebook
since it was time to start class.
~
Harry made it three class periods before he was called into the principal’s
office. He was expecting to be called down any day now, so he really wasn’t
surprised. Louis had told Harry that the Principal would probably be calling
Harry down to “assess his progress” which was code for drill Harry with sex
questions.
Harry spent his time in the waiting room trying to zoom his phone camera in
enough to take a picture of Principal Payne and send it to Louis. Eventually,
he got a clear picture and sent it to Louis.
“Think he’ll let me off the hook if I offer to suck his dick?”
 “Probably not, he looks strict, and straight.”
Harry sighed at that and looked around the waiting room to make sure nobody was
coming. When Harry looked back down at his phone, he saw he had gotten another
text from Louis.
“What did you do anyways?”
“Be too sexy, probably.”
“If they think you’re too sexy now, I wonder what they’d do if they saw you
with a cock in your mouth.”
Harry let out an involuntary whimper and then quickly started to cough to cover
the noise. Harry kept his head down while his cheeks turned bright red with how
flustered he was getting already. His fingers were hovering over the keypad of
his phone while he tried to figure out what he should say to that. Louis texted
him again before he got a chance to reply though,
“They won’t have to worry about that though, you’re all mine.”
“Daddy please... And yes, all yours x”
Louis’ reply was instant, and it made Harry’s cock twitch in his pants and his
cheeks flush an even darker shade of red,
“You’re always a good boy for me, princess. You make daddy so proud.”
“Thank you, I always wanna make you proud of me…”
Harry was snapped out of his daze when he heard the receptionist, “Harry
Styles? Principal Payne is ready for you.” The receptionist told Harry and gave
the teenager a glare before going back to her papers.
 “Well, I’m going in now. Will report back….”He made sure the text sent before
slipping his phone into his back pocket and walking into Principal Paynes
office.
“Harry.” The principal grunted unenthusiastically as Harry walked in and took a
seat on the plush couch.
“Liam.” Harry smiled sarcastically and propped his feet out on the couch, he
always enjoyed finding new ways to annoy the principal.
The principal had loved Gemma when she was in school, but had been so
disappointed the first time he met Harry. He continued to become more and more
disappointed with Harry with each slutty thing he did around school. It had
been Principal Payne who had screamed at him for having sex in the school
bathroom. It had also been Principal Payne who had called him a sex addict and
then sent him to therapy for it.
So yeah, the principal hated him. Harry was aware of this, and so he annoyed
the principal every chance he got. It wasn’t sexual for Harry; he wasn’t
looking for any sexual punishment that was shown in porn.  Harry just enjoyed
irritating him; he felt that he might as well give Liam a proper reason to
dislike him, since having sex wasn’t a valid reason, according to Harry.
“It’s Principal Payne to you.” Liam grumbled and looked through a pile of
papers on his desk to try and find the one he was looking for. “So it says here
that you’ve been seeing Louis Tomlinson in therapy sessions for three weeks so
far. How is that going?”
“It’s going great, Principal Payne. We talk all about… sex. Can you imagine? A
16 year old with a sex drive! How dare I.” Harry shot back with an eye roll.
“Sex is a sacred thing, and not something that should be taken lightly. And it
especially should not be something done in a high school bathroom!” Liam
exclaimed, already looking disturbed at the mention of the incident that
probably still gave Liam nightmares. Good.
“Sex is a very sacred thing to me. I orgasm so much, you could almost say I do
it, religiously.” Harry had to chuckle at his own pun.
“Clearly your attitude has not been changed by therapy.” Liam snapped. “And
Louis is one of the best. He’s worked with numerous different problematic
students before, so the problem clearly is not him. I don’t know what else to
do with you. Your hyperactive sex drive does nothing but cause problems. It’s
disgusting.”
Something inside Harry snapped, maybe it was how cranky and sleep deprived he
was, or maybe he was just fed up with the school telling him what he could and
couldn’t do. “No Liam, sex isn’t the problem, the problem is people like you,
who have practically nonexistent sex lives and when you do have sex it’s shit.
So you’re jealous of a 16 year old just because he gets fucked better then you
fuck your wife. Let that sink in.” Harry spat angrily. Harry was so angry; it
felt like his mouth wasn’t attached to his brain. Anything he thought was
flying out of his mouth, which is why before he even knew what he was doing, he
heard himself continuing his rant.
“But don’t worry; I’m sure you can google sex tips. I can even get people to
email you tips if you or your wife is unpleased. I just want to help the world
became a better place.”
Liam’s already angry face turned to livid in seconds. “Harry Styles! Your
therapist will definitely be hearing about this!” Liam practically screamed
back at the teenager. He looked angrier than he had ever been before, with a
clenched jaw, flared nostrils and balled up fists. Harry honestly would’ve been
scared of getting hit, but since he was the principal he couldn’t do more than
give Harry detention or something, he wasn’t. Liam kept opening his mouth and
clenching his shut, showing that he was caught completely off guard and didn’t
know how to react to that.
“Go ahead.” Harry shrugged. “Louis will probably be amused by it. He’s not an
uptight, sexually frustrated prick like you are.” Harry murmured with an
innocent shrug. At this point, Harry was on such a roll he wasn’t focusing on
the possible consequences of his actions. All he was focused on was getting the
last word in.
“Get. Out.” Liam hissed through gritted teeth, his face turning a dark red
color from a mix of embarrassment and anger. He unclenched his fist to
practically throw open one of his drawers, probably looking for Harry’s home
phone number so he could complain about Harry to his mother again.
“As always, it’s been a pleasure.” Harry smiled sweetly as he walked out of the
office, feeling satisfied with himself. Harry chuckled to himself as he closed
the door behind him, leaving Liam in an angry huff.  A smug smile was set on
Harry’s lips as he made his way back to class. Harry waited about an hour to
text Louis,
“So about that chat I had a chat with Principal Payne….”
“I had a chat with him also… You’re a bad boy, Harry.”
“Yeah, didn’t you already know that though?”
“If I were Principal Payne I’d have bent you over the desk and spanked you
until you learned not to talk back.”
“Hmm, I think I’d like that. Desk sex is hot, only with you though. But I was
discussing this with my friends, I don’t know if I’d be able to hold myself
up.”
“You wouldn’t have to. I’d tie your arms together behind your back with my tie
and hold you in place while I fuck you over the desk.”
Harry let out a soft whimper at that, causing a few heads to turn. “Sorry.” He
whispered and ducked his head down so how much he was blushing wasn’t seen.
“You made me hard in class…”
“You’re in class? Put your phone away then, we’ll talk later.”
"You're so mean... But alright, i'll put my phone away now. Can't wait to see
you...x"
“Can’t wait to see you either. Oh, and we’re even because I’m hard too.”
"Wish i could talk care of that for you ):"
“Later.”
Harry smiled at that and slipped his phone back into his pocket and started to
take notes, not wanting to disobey Louis. He knew he’d see him later anyways.
~
What happened at school was the last thing on Harry’s mind. Harry had more
things to worry about, like Louis, more specifically, Louis’ lips. Harry had
been thinking about Louis’ lips all week. How they moved when he talked, how
they felt pressed against Harry’s neck, and how soft they’d probably feel
against Harry’s lips. Harry wanted to kiss him so badly. Harry decided that his
new mission to kiss Louis, no matter what it took. So, when Harry walked into
the therapy room, he practically slammed the door behind him and took a seat
right on Louis’ lap.
“Whoa, slow down there tiger. I’m guessing you missed me?” Louis chuckled,
amused by Harry’s sudden sense of urgency and immediately wrapped his arms
around Harry’s waist.
“So much.” Harry breathed out, his eyes locked on Louis’ lips. His own lips
were thick, and Louis’ were much thinner, and probably really soft. Harry
couldn’t stop thinking about how perfect they’d feel molded together. “I always
miss you when ‘m not here or talking to you or something.” Harry had to admit,
over the almost month he had developed some sort of feelings for his therapist.
Feelings were complicated for Harry and he didn’t really like to even think
about it, but he knew that their fooling around and occasional sexting wasn’t
the only reason Harry was always so excited to see or talk to Louis.
Louis smiled at that. He knew Harry was being genuine, and Louis had to admit
that he felt the same way. Harry was the most captivating person he had met,
probably ever. Louis knew even if Harry and him weren’t fooling around he’d
still be just as fond of the 16 year old. “Yeah? Good to hear since I feel the
same way.” Louis answered softly, rubbing soft circles into Harry’s hips in a
way that he knew Harry liked.
With that, Harry couldn’t wait any longer. Harry shot Louis a smile, dimples
and all and let his eyes start to flutter shut as he leaned in slowly, almost
hesitantly. Harry let out an almost shaky breath when Louis closed in the
distance and finally pressed their lips together.
 Harry knew he had a sex appeal, but some guys he slept with felt kissing was
“too intimate”. And as backwards as it sounded, that became normal for Harry.
So Harry was always cautious when he kissed someone new for the first time.
Louis didn’t seem to feel kissing Harry was too intimate at all though, since
he had been the one to kiss Harry, technically. The curve of their lips fit
against each other’s like mold, Harry’s thick lips compensated for Louis’
thinner ones just like he thought they would. The kiss was effortless and
natural, they were both equally as experienced so they didn’t have to guide or
teach each other anything.
Harry thought Louis’ lips tasted amazing, probably the best thing he’s ever
tasted but maybe Harry was a little bias since it was Louis, especially since
Harry’s brain seemed to think that everything about Louis was amazing.
Regardless, Harry felt that he should absolutely tell Louis that his lips
tasted better than all of Harry’s favorite foods combined. Louis deserved to
know, and it would give Harry a few seconds to breath. Louis’ kissing skills
had already left him panting.
“Your lips taste so good.” Harry mumbled breathlessly as he tried to pull back
from the kiss, reluctantly since he didn’t want to stop but he did need to
breathe. His words came out less poetic than he had planned and in more of a
desperate gasp than he anticipated, but he figured it got the general message
across well enough.
As soon as Harry pulled back, Louis followed his lips so that he could cup
Harry’s lips and kiss him again, a bit more firmly this time. Louis made sure
their lips were moving in a steady rhythm again before he chuckled, “Are you
trying to seduce me? I knew your lips were good for something.” He teased
softly, remembering that he had teased Harry for not having a talented mouth
before. It was all teasing of course, Harry’s mouth was very skilled.  
“Lou.” Harry half whined, half panted as he tried to pull back again, a little
more successfully this time. His forehead now rested against Louis’ as he
caught his breath. Their lips were still only centimeters apart, meaning that
whenever Louis leaned forward his soft lips would brush against Harry’s. He
took advantage of that, Louis let his lips skim against Harry’s frequently
while Harry’s chest rose and fell. Despite the fact that his breaths were
coming out in embarrassing gulps, Harry still tried to brush his lips against
Louis’ to reciprocate the kiss.
Louis wasn’t having any of it though. Unlike Harry, Louis was calm and able to
pull back with a ‘tisk’. “Stop teasing and kiss me properly, I know you can.”
Louis scolded, but his voice was still soft as he ran his thumb gently across
Harry’s red, now swollen lips, making Harry shiver softly at the touch. When
Louis pulled his hand back, he leaned in again expectantly and dramatically
puckered up his lips so that Harry would get the message.
Harry giggled softly at that and put his hands on Louis’ shoulders, not being
able to deal with not touching Louis any longer. Harry playfully brushed his
nose against Louis’ before leaning in and connecting their lips properly once
again.
“Don’t know why we haven’t done this before.” Louis mumbled as he gently tugged
on Harry’s waist so that their chests were pressed together, making Harry moan
softly. As soon as Harry’s lips parted when the noise escaped his lips, Louis
was gently slipping his tongue into Harry’s open mouth.
“Lou.” Harry panted against Louis’ lips, his hands roaming from Louis’
shoulders down to feel his unfortunately still clothed chest. Harry’s breathing
quickly sped up again, making it too hard for him to kiss back properly.  Harry
wasn’t upset though, he liked it when Louis was in control of everything. It
was nice, just allowing Louis to guide their mouths and control the kiss.
“Yeah princess?” Louis smirked and pulled back from Harry’s mouth only so he
could start to leave kisses down his body. Louis started with the jaw line,
kissing slowly and deliberately. Louis sped up a little when he got to Harry’s
neck, sucking light bruises into the sensitive skin over where Harry still had
love bites from last week.
 “Fuck, I’m still all marked up from last time.” Harry gasped as soon as he
felt Louis’ mouth on him, biting down on his lower lip so that he didn’t start
to moan. “I love it though, don’t- keep that up please.”
Louis smiled and mouthed at Harry’s collarbone before lifting his head up so he
could appreciate Harry’s flushed face. Louis left kisses up Harry’s neck and
along his jaw slowly before Louis’ lips were inches away from Harry’s once
again. “I love it when your lips are nice and swollen, so pretty Harry, you’re
so pretty.” Louis cooed before he was kissing Harry again, but the kiss was
shorter this time. Just a peck before he was pulling back.
It was far too quick for Harry’s liking, and he was already missing the feeling
of Louis’ lips against his. “You can’t just-“Harry whined and pouted at Louis,
hoping to guilt him into kissing him again. Louis didn’t give in though, even
when Harry ran his hands down Louis’ torso and then up quickly so he could
tangle them in Louis’ hair.
“As much as I’d love to kiss you all day, I have to talk to you about
something.” Louis smiled. “And you look especially pretty when you pout, that
doesn’t work on me though.”
Harry sighed dramatically at that. “Why don’t you talk while I get your cock
out?” Harry asked hopefully as he looked up at Louis with his signature
innocent smile.
Louis had to chuckle at that, it was either laughing or moaning. “If that’ll
make you happy then go ahead.” Louis nodded and squeezed Harry’s hips gently.
Harry perked up a little at that and didn’t waste any time, in one minute Harry
had unzipped Louis’ pants and pushed them down just enough so that Louis’
boxers were exposed. Harry smiled at that and slipped his hand under Louis’
boxers before pulling his cock out happily.
 It was only then that he truly got a good look at Louis’ cock for the first
time. Even though Harry had sucked Louis off and Louis had fucked his thighs,
Harry never truly looked or took the time to appreciate Louis’ dick properly.
But now that he had Louis’ half hard length in his hand, Harry realized, Louis
was huge. Harry had pretty big hands, for a 16 year old and in general and he
could barely wrap his hand around Louis’ base. Not only was Louis’ cock long,
but it was also thick. Harry stared at Louis’ length in awe, licking his lips
without even realizing. “Um. You’re big.” Harry whispered, like it was some
sort of secret even though he was positive Louis was aware of the size of his
cock.
Louis chuckled at that, rather calmly for having a hand wrapped around his
cock. “I know.” He murmured and studied Harry’s dazed face reaction smugly.
“No, like really big.” Harry mumbled. “Like, huge.” Harry was speechless,
turned on, and a little nervous. He had seen Louis’ cock twice before, so he
was a little confused as to why he was just noticing how big it was now. Harry
remembered vaguely pointing out Louis’ size before he had sucked him off, but
he also remembered being in a desperate haze while he said that. It was only
now, when Harry’s head wasn’t spinning with the need to have a cock in his
mouth, that how truly big Louis’ was actually sunk in. Harry supposed it made
sense though; he knew there was a reason for why deep throating Louis had been
so hard for him.
 “I know.” Louis repeated simply with a grin. Smug asshole.
“Don’t be cocky.” Harry mumbled before he even realized the mistake of his
words. He quickly did when he heard Louis’ obnoxious laughing in his ear. “Keep
laughing at me and you can forget about your monster dick coming anywhere near
my ass.” Harry mumbled, his nervousness and insecurities about the new
information getting the best of him.
“I’m not laughing at you! I just think your reactions are funny. I’ve never
seen anybody who’s gotten genuinely upset over a big dick until now. But you
are one of a kind, I shouldn’t even be surprised.” Louis cooed, stroking
Harry’s ego a little as he pressed gentle kisses on his collar bone to sooth
the younger boy.
“I’ve never-“ Harry started to say, chewing on his lower lip as he kept his
gaze locked on Louis’ cock, which wasn’t helping at all. “I can usually take
dick no problem, but not when it’s that big. I don’t think. I don’t want to not
be good or something because I can’t take it. I can always take it. But like,
remember when you were fucking my throat and you had to stop because it was too
much? I don’t want it to be too much. But I don’t know, I’ve had pretty big
guys fuck me before, but nothing, that, big…” Harry trailed off nervously as he
ran his hand up and down Louis’ shaft slowly, trying to get used to the feeling
of how big Louis felt in his hand. He realized that he was babbling and it was
probably hard to follow his train of thought, but he was nervous. If this was
how Louis felt in his hand, how would it feel when Louis finally fucked him
properly?
Louis shook his head immediately, his attitude changing as soon as he saw that
Harry was genuinely worried about not being good enough in bed. “None of that.
You were perfect when I fucked your throat, and I know you’ll be perfect when I
fuck you properly.” Louis assured him, remembering what Harry had said about
needing praise in bed and with things pertaining to sex.
Sure enough, Harry’s cheeks pinked a little, and a sheepish smile spread across
his lips. “You said you had something to talk to me about?” Harry asked softly,
his own way of showing Louis that he was accepting the compliment and
appreciated it, but just couldn’t vocalize that. His fingertips were running up
and down Louis’ length slowly, but not enough to get Louis hard.
“Yeah.” Louis nodded, “Your meeting with Principal Payne was what I wanted to
talk to you about.” Louis chuckled. “He was very angry that you were so
disrespectful, he said you needed to be expelled. I told him that he was
overreacting, which he didn’t like too much but...” Louis rolled his eyes
before continuing. “Anyways, he’s demanding a detailed report of your specific
progress every single week. He blames your sexual activeness for your
attitude.”
Harry looked up at Louis curiously as he talked; mostly focusing on his lips
and the way his mouth moved when he accentuated certain words. “That’s great;
you have to do a little more work, sorry. But why does this have to do with
me?” Harry asked.
Louis had to chuckle at that. “It has to do with you because it means I can’t
hook up with you every session like we were doing before.  Liam is asking for a
detailed report of your progress every week and we actually have to go through
the motions of normal therapy for me to be able to do that….. You’re not
listening to me are you?” Louis sighed when he felt Harry squeeze his cock
gently, the younger boys gaze still locked on Louis’ lips.
“No. Can you give me the simplified version please?” Harry asked sweetly and
leaned in to peck Louis’ lips but instead he was met with Louis’ hand.
“No sex for a few weeks.” Louis chuckled when he felt Harry pouting against his
hand. “I know, but we have to actually do a few weeks of therapy so I have a
basis of things to fill out in the report for Liam.”
“But-“Harry frowned, even more so when he realized Louis’ hand was preventing
him from speaking properly. Harry gently removed Louis’ hand from his mouth and
held it instead.
“No buts. Just give me three solid legitimate therapy sessions. If you’re a
good boy, I’ll fuck you proper, nice and hard. That sound good?” Louis
whispered in Harry’s ear, in a low and slow tone that really should be illegal.
“Yes.” Harry nodded immediately. He was still pouting as he gave Louis’ cock
one last gentle squeeze and then reluctantly pulled his boxers back up with a
sigh. “I didn’t even get to get you off.”
“The sooner you do as you’re told the sooner you’ll get to get me off.” Louis
reminded Harry as he pulled his jeans back up. As soon as Louis had fastened
his belt, the timer to signal the end of the session was ringing.
Harry sighed softly and ran his fingers through Louis’ hair soft hair gently as
he looked at him. “I’ll text you.” He promised, still looking upset about the
new rule.
“Please do.” Louis smiled and cupped Harry’s face so that they were staring at
each other. “Only a few weeks.” Louis hummed and left a sweet kiss on Harry’s
mouth. He didn’t give Harry any time to react, just kissed the younger for a
few seconds before pulling back and releasing his face gently.
Louis was glad he did that, since Harry had turned a slight shade of pink and
he was giggling and smiling sheepishly as he got off Louis’ lap and made his
way out of the office. Louis didn’t anticipate a problem, three weeks wasn’t
too long, right?
~
Wrong.
So.
So.
Wrong.
Louis didn’t think that counseling Harry would be hard. Sure, Harry had a
tendency to make things more sexual than they needed to be, but Louis had
assumed that since he and Harry had talked about what the arrangement would be
for the next couple of weeks, Harry would cooperate.
He didn’t. Every time Louis tried to talk about anything meaningful, Harry
would interrupt to add something sexual. Two sessions had passed, and all they
had done is argue. They were both sexually frustrated, it was obvious. But
Louis did need to do his job.
“Louis just let me suck your cock.” Harry sighed as the third session of no sex
came close to an end.
“Harry I told you, you’re just making this harder on yourself. The sooner you
give me a few good sessions to write in Liams report, the sooner I’ll fuck
you.” Louis sighed as the timer rang. “Have a nice week. Please come next week
prepared to actually talk.” Louis mumbled and ran a finger through his hair as
Harry walked out.
Louis went through the rest of his week, trying to decide a way that would get
through to Harry without actually giving in.  As soon as Louis got an idea, he
was texting Harry,
“If you keep misbehaving, I’m going to spank you.”
"Promise?"
“I’m going to shut you up with my cock.”
“That wouldn’t be much of a punishment….. That’s what I’ve been asking for all
this time. x.”
Louis sighed at that. Harry was truly a menace and he wouldn’t stop until he
got what he wanted, which in this case was sex. Harry’s next text promised
that.
“Anyways, I know exactly how I’m going to get you to give in and fuck me.”
“Now I’m intrigued.”
“Good. Be back to tell you my master plan in a little while, talk to you later.
x” Harry sent along with about a dozen kissing and winking emojis.
So that left Louis nothing to do but stare at his phone and wait for Harry to
explain himself further.
~
Admittedly, it wasn’t Harry’s best idea. Now that he thought about it, it
wasn’t a good idea at all. Harry had been at the mall with Zayn when he spotted
it, a stand for body piercings and tattoos. Since Zayn wanted to check out the
tattoo designs, Harry found himself looking around.
“Are your nipples always hard like that?” The shop owner asked Harry, quite
bluntly.
At first, Harry wasn’t sure what he meant, but when he looked down at his shirt
and saw the perky buds pressed up against the fabric of his shirt he quickly
realized. Harry blushed at the direct question, especially since it was about
his nipples. He was a bit caught off guard, so he was happy Zayn answered for
him, “Yes. They’re always hard.”
“Have you ever considered getting them pierced?” The guy replied, like it was
the simplest decision in the world.
“Um. Not really no.” Harry shook his head, glancing down at his perky nipples
and pressing against them very lightly, but quickly stopping when he gasped
softly in front of the shop owner and Zayn.
“Well will you consider it? You’ve probably got the perfect nipples for them,
nice and perky.”
And that was that. An hour later, Harry was in the passenger’s seat of Zayns
car, with two nipple piercings.  They were plain silver small bars that went
through your nipples. Harry thought they looked alright, they definitely felt
better than they looked. But that was only because Harry had his heart set on
something a bit crazier. Harry would have much rather chosen the pair with a
chain at the bottom that linked the two bars together.
 Unfortunately Harry found out that you couldn’t use those bars until your
nipples had healed. So Harry had the plain bars for a while, which was fine.
Harry was more focused on how good they made his swollen nipples feel. His head
had been spinning ever since the shop owner had spread the cold rubbing alcohol
against his nipples before he pierced them.
“So do they hurt?” Zayna asked softly, snapping Harry out of his little daze
that he had slipped into ever since his nipples had gotten pierced.
Since Harry was kind of out of it, it took him a minute to process Zayn’s
words. Zayn was asking if it hurt, and Harry had to think about the feeling for
a moment before responding. “Yeah.” Harry mumbled out, his voice sounding oddly
foreign to him.
And it was true; the piercings did hurt, a lot. They stung and even burned a
bit, but weirdly enough, Harry liked the feeling. The discomfort of the sting
and initial burn were laced with pleasure, almost like if Harry was being
fucked. Harry enjoyed it so much, he had to bite back a moan when the guy put
his hands on Harry’s hyper sensitive nipples to check if they were placed
properly.
Harry felt oddly spacey, especially now that Zayn had brought up the pain. It
was almost like the mention of it made the pain more intense. But as soon as
the pain intensified, so did the pleasure and he found himself shaking and
shivering slightly with the new sensations running through his body. Harry was
embarrassed, and that made the whole situation even worse. His breathing was
heavy, he was practically panting and so flustered that all he could do was
stare down at his lap.
But as soon as he did, he saw the bulge in his pants. Weirdly enough, he was so
spacey he hadn’t even realized getting hard. It was almost like he was
disconnected from his body, and all he could process was how intense the
feeling was, not specific feelings on different parts of his body. Harry put
his hands over his bulge and blushed even more, staying silent so that his
voice couldn’t crack, so that he didn’t moan accidently, and so that anything
equally embarrassing couldn’t happen.
Zayn looked amused with Harry’s current state but thankfully stayed quiet as he
drove Harry home. “Well, I hope you’re not in too much trouble.” Zayn smiled as
he pulled into Harry’s driveway and unlocked the car doors.
When Harry couldn’t get out of the car or unbuckle his seatbelt, Zayn
wordlessly got out of the car to help. Zayn didn’t complain when he had to
carry Harry inside, he even held Harry in the doorway until he saw that Harry
had stopped shaking, and his breathing had gotten a little slower.
“You alright?” Zayn asked softly as he helped Harry open the door and supported
his weight so that Harry didn’t fall as he walked into the house.
“Yeah. Thanks.” Harry smiled, he was still a little bit out of it because of
how unbelievably amazing his nipples felt, but he just stayed quiet about that.
He didn’t want Zayn to know how much he loved when people paid attention to his
nipples, even though based on Harrys actions he probably was able to figure it
out.
Zayn smiled and after he set Harry down on the couch he walked out.  Harry
watched him go and then took a seat on the couch, hoping that his parents
wouldn’t be too mad.
~
It was after dinner and Harry was locked up in his room, where he’d spend the
next two weeks because he was grounded. It wasn’t too bad of a punishment,
Harry was just grateful it wasn’t anything worse. Harry sat down on his bed and
then remembered to text Louis,
"Wanna hear about my master plan now?"
"Yes."
"Well, remember when I said I was gonna get my nipples pierced?"
“How could I forget?”
“:D”
Louis stared at his phone for a moment, completely dumbfounded. Harry had to be
joking, a sick joke that was making Louis’ cock twitch in anticipation. Louis
could barely hear his fingers hitting the key pad since his breathing was so
heavy as he typed back,
“You’re teasing me.”
Louis found himself pressing his home button every second, hoping to make Harry
reply faster. Nothing. Louis needed to get to the bottom of this, so he typed
again,
“You did not actually get your nipples pierced.”
Louis had a scowl on his face when he saw he still got no reply from Harry. He
was still slightly shocked, but most of his surprise had faded away and all the
emotion had been replaced with sexual desire.
"HARRY"
Harry giggled softly at his phone, he loved Louis’ reactions. He just wished he
was there to see it in person. He quickly typed back an innocent message,
playing dumb since he knew what it did to Louis,
"Yes, daddy?"
“You’re such a slut Harry. Did you let that sleazy guy who pierced your nipples
touch them and play with them first?"
“No they’re always hard, I didn’t need to…“
“Always hard when you want to be fucked, which is all the time.”
“I can’t argue with that. The guy said I had pretty nipples :D”Harry knew how
jealous Louis was, and how that simple statement would get a rise out of the
older man.
“I thought I told you that you’re mine. I’m gonna fucking wreck you Harry, more
so then I planned on now. I told you that you would be a bad boy if you got
your nipples pierced and you went and did it anyways. You’ll do anything to get
your nipples played with, won’t you?”
"I love when you play with my nipples daddy. It feels so good, and now that I
have my nipples pierced they're even more sensitive. I can't wait for you to
play with them."
"I can't wait to play with your pretty nipples either Harry. I’m gonna play
with them while I fuck you because I want to make you moan and writhe. I want
to wreck you until you're a sobbing mess, until you're too ruined to even say
anything except my name."
Harry felt a shiver run down his back at that, dirty talk was fun, but with
Louis it was even better since he knew he wasn't bluffing. Harry remembered how
amazing Louis had made him feel, without even fucking him. Harry couldn’t even
imagine just how good proper sex with Louis would be like, but he knew it would
be unbelievably amazing.
“I want you to fuck me so badly. I need you inside me so bad. I want the whole
office to hear how loud and slutty I am while I’m being pounded.”
“Don’t worry about that, they’ll all hear how loud you are for me. They’ll all
see how well you were fucked when you can barely limp out of the office, and
you’ll love every minute of it. I know you love when people see how slutty you
are, don’t you princess?”
“Yes daddy, I love it so much. I want everybody to know that I’m all yours.”
“Come in tomorrow for an “emergency therapy session.” I can’t wait another 2
weeks to fuck you.”
“I told you I’d get you to change your mind about the agreement :D. But I
can’t. I’m grounded for 2 weeks because of the nipple piercings.”
Harry sighed when he sent that, he knew Louis would be disappointed that he
couldn't see Harry this week. It was especially annoying considering his new
nipple piercings that Harry was excited to show Louis and Louis was excited to
see.
"We can still text. She didn't take away your phone."
"What if she did? And I was just sneaking around because I'm bad? Are you
telling me to be bad?"Harry teased with a slight smile on his face, happy that
Louis wasn’t that upset.
"I always tell you to be bad, not that you need any encouraging. You’re already
a menace.”
“A sexy menace ;) who also needs to do his homework…”
“You are a very sexy menace. And go do your homework; I’ll talk to you
tomorrow. x”
“Okayyyyyyyyyy x”Harry giggled softly as he sent the text and then put his
phone away so that he could focus. Two weeks wouldn’t be too bad, especially if
he could text Louis the whole time.
~
A week had gone by, and Harry was dealing with a severe case of Louis
withdrawal, even though Zayn and Niall had insisted that it was just sexual
frustration. That was probably true, since he hadn’t been able to touch his
nipples all week to prevent infections, and Harry needed his nipples to get
off. But he missed Louis too, and not just the sexual parts. Harry’s mind all
week had been focused on finding ways to see Louis, without actually seeing him
since Harry was still grounded.
Harry had been on his laptop, definitely notbrowsing through a random porn
website. Harry thought that he had reached a new low as he scrolled through the
different categories of porn to try and find something decent to watch since he
was home alone. He scrolled past threesome, toys, uniforms, and vintage idly,
but stopped when something caught his eye. Webcam. His mouth went dry as an
idea popped into his head. Before he was even fully aware of what he was doing,
he texted Louis,
“Do you have a webcam and a Skype account?”
“I do. I can’t believe we haven’t thought of this earlier! What’s your name,
I’ll add you.”
“SluttyStyles.”
“I should’ve known.”
Harry rolled his eyes at that and giggled softly when he logged onto skype and
saw that “PowerTopTommo” had added him.
“Your name isn’t much better…”
“Shut up and call me.”
Harry grinned and set his laptop on the desk right in front of his bed before
pressing the call button. When the call loaded, he was face to face with Louis.
Louis was naked except for his boxers, his hair was swept to the side and a
little messy on the top but it looked /hot/. Louis had his hand on his boxers
and his hand was moving slowly, Harry wasn’t sure what he was doing at first
but then it clicked.
Oh.
Harry stared at the screen for a minute, feeling like his mouth had gone dry
and his lungs had closed, forcing him to focus on his breathing. He had never
felt this way before, he figured it was from how sexually frustrated he was.
“You’re not wearing a shirt.” Harry managed to mumble out slowly, shifting a
little on the bed.
“And you are. I don’t know why though.” Louis hummed and raised an eyebrow at
that. “I can’t see you for 2 weeks because of those damn nipple piercings and
now I can’t even see them?”
Harry blushed at that almost immediately, like he always did whenever somebody
brought up the piercings. “Right, sorry.” Harry breathed out and scrambled to
pull his shirt over his head and toss it on the ground.
Harry’s nipples were still swollen, not as swollen as they had been when he
first got them pierced but still very puffy, and just as sensitive. Harry felt
like his nipples had never stopped being hard, since there was always some sort
of pressure on them. It was overwhelming, how good they always felt.
Louis stared at Harry’s nipples without any shame, shifting his webcam a little
so Harry could see clearly that he was palming himself now. Harry was sitting
still on the bed, maintaining his gaze on Louis, mainly Louis’ hand.
“Your nipples look very pretty Harry.” Louis broke the silence, his voice
definitely lower than it usually was; even through the computer Harry could
hear that.
“Yeah?” Harry gasped out; letting out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding.
He wasn’t sure exactly when his breathing had gotten so shaky, probably when
Louis had mentioned his nipples. Even through the computer the sexual tension
was so /bad/ and all Harry could do was shake with anticipation, and wait for
Louis to give into his sexual desire.
Louis lazily palmed himself for a few moments, (it felt like minutes for Harry)
before he spoke up. “So why aren’t you fingering yourself yet?” He asked in a
blunt, bossy tone that made Harry choke on his own breath.
“I-“ Harry started to say but was cut off again.
“Or playing with your nipples?” Louis asked, staring right at the webcam as he
talked so it felt like he was talking directly to Harry. “You just keep staring
at me with your mouth hanging open, why is that?” Louis asked and tilted his
head to the side a little, half teasing Harry but half curious.
“Because I want you to stick your cock in my mouth.” Harry gasped out, his
hands immediately going to touch his nipples just like Louis had practically
instructed him to do.  A /loud/ moan left Harry’s open mouth as soon as he
touched his nipples. It was the first time they had been touched all week and
the piercings made them even more sensitive.
Louis groaned at that and started to move his hand a little faster. “Of course
you do.” He chuckled breathlessly. “Play with your nipples more and tell me how
good it feels, I wanna know exactly how sensitive they are.” Louis ordered
“S- so sensitive.” Harry whimpered as he rubbed his thumbs teasingly over his
already hard nipple, letting out a shaky moan at the pressure. “It feels so
good daddy, I’d rather it was your hands on my nipples though, or your mouth,
fuck-“
“I’d love to get my mouth on your pretty little nipples princess. I could
probably make you come just from sucking on your nipples if I really wanted to,
but I’m not gonna do that. I’m gonna make you wait to come, since you were
bad.” Louis smirked. “Get the lube, and take off your pants and boxers too. I
don’t know why they’re still on.”
Harry reluctantly took his hands off his nipples but only so he could peel off
his pants and his boxers in one swift movement. Harry knew they were moving
fast, but he hadn’t gotten off properly in a week so he wasn’t complaining.
Once Harry was completely naked, he grabbed the lube and settled back in front
of the webcam, laying down on his back with his legs spread. “You look so hot
when you get yourself off.” Harry mumbled and let out deep breaths as he
watched Louis pumping his big cock slowly, he guessed Louis had taken off his
boxers when Harry had.
Louis smirked at that. “I’d rather get off from fucking you, not from my hand.
But that’ll be soon enough. Start off with two fingers, I know you like it
rough.” Louis murmured and ran his thumb over his own slit with a grunt as he
watched Harry intently.
Harry obediently spread lube all over two of his fingers and looked up at the
webcam as he slid them into himself slowly, whining softly at the slight
stretch. “Daddy.” He gasped out, automatically starting to pump his fingers in
and out of himself. He wanted to touch his nipples again, but he waited for
permission.
“You look so good like this, fucking yourself like you’re getting ready to take
a cock.” Louis groaned. “Go ahead baby; you can touch your nipples too. They’re
too pretty to not get any attention.”
“Please daddy-“Harry choked out, from embarrassment and arousal as soon as his
nipples were mentioned. Harry made sure not to stop his fingers while he
reached his free hand up to touch one of his nipples gently. He rolled the
sensitive bud in between his thumb with a shaky gasp, involuntarily rocking
down on his fingers at that.
“I could watch you for days.” Louis mumbled. “Wish I was there to help you out
don’t you?” Louis smirked as he pumped his cock faster, biting down on his
lower lip as he watched the way Harry’s face scrunched up in pure pleasure.
“Yeah.” Harry nodded instantly, sliding a third finger into himself with a
shaky gasp. “My fingers- aren’t, fuck. They’re not long or thick enough. They
don’t hit my prostate-“Harry whimpered and rocked his hips down faster, trying
desperately to hit his prostate but unsuccessfully.
Louis felt bad for Harry at that, he wished he was there to help him. “Poor
baby. I wish I was there to take care of you.” He murmured softly. “Why don’t
you play with your other nipple? You haven’t been paying enough attention to
it.”
Harry obediently released his left nipple so he could start to play with his
right one instead, rocking his hips down faster as he tried to curl and scissor
his fingers different ways in search of his prostate. It was like a routine;
Harry would rotate between playing with his left nipple and right one, while
fucking himself quickly with his fingers.
Louis was breathing heavily at this point, and so hard he could come on the
spot but he wanted to wait until Harry did. It was so erotic to try and watch
Harry get himself off. Harry was in such a desperate frenzy to please himself,
but he just couldn’t and Louis didn’t know why that was so hot. Maybe the fact
that he needed Louis to get off, he needed somebody to help him come because he
couldn’t do it himself.
Harry had four fingers buried inside himself now, and he was trying to ride his
fingers at this point. He tried to squirm and arch his back, but nothing made
his fingers hit his prostate, they were simply not big enough. It was probably
because he was only 16, but that didn’t help him.  “Daddy this isn’t working,
nothings working. I can’t play with both my nipples at the same time, I can’t
reach my prostate, and I want something in my mouth.” Harry hiccupped, he
sounded close to tears with how frustrated and wound up he was.
Louis wanted to cry too; but instead he cursed loudly and squeezed the base of
his cock to prevent himself from coming too soon. “Baby why don’t you use your
dildo?” Louis suggested as soon as he remembered Harry texting him about having
one. “That way you’ll hit your prostate at least, and get off properly until I
can have my way with you.” Louis smirked.
Harry gasped at that and quickly pulled out his fingers, letting out a whimper
at the loss. “Fuck, that’s a good idea. Thank you.” He breathed and scrambled
to reach over so he could grab his dildo, almost falling over in the process.
“Be careful.” Louis chuckled, but he couldn’t make fun of Harry too much
because how desperate he was made it even hotter. Once Harry had grabbed the
dildo, Louis instructed him, “Now I want you to lube up the dildo and then get
on all fours.”
Harry instead, looked at the webcam and wasted no time, he immediately wrapped
his mouth around the dildo. He sucked on the toy like he would suck on Louis’
cock, hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head up and down quickly. It wasn’t
just for show though; he made sure to run his tongue all over the toy along
with his movements since he did want to make sure the dildo was wet.
Louis gaped at Harry in shock, too surprised to say anything for a moment.
“You’re fucking, you’re filthy.” Louis choked out, groaning as he worked his
cock even faster because all he could do was stare while Harry teased him.
Harry didn’t spend too much time sucking on the dildo though, since he was
eager to get something back inside him. Harry pulled the toy out of his mouth
and smiled at Louis before getting on all fours and spreading his legs so he
could just push the dildo in between his legs.
Harry turned his head a little, making sure that Louis could see him on the
webcam. When he saw that Louis could see perfectly, he turned his head back
around and pushed the dildo into himself with a shaky gasp.
Louis had to stop himself from coming on the spot as soon as Harry turned his
head around. He looked so god damn obscene, on all fours with his ass on
display and that fucking innocent smile on his face. He wanted to fuck that
smile off him. Louis watched Harry intently, shaking his head when he saw Harry
not moving the toy for a while, probably adjusting to the stretch. “Does that
fill you up good baby?”
Harry let out a loud moan at Louis’ words, and at the feeling of finally being
filled up enough. “So good daddy.” Harry mumbled in response, but since his
face was pressed up against the mattress all Louis could hear was muffled
words.
Louis frowned a little, he knew Harry was vocal and he didn’t like not being
able to hear him. “Why don’t you start to fuck yourself with it princess? Make
yourself feel good.” Louis encouraged him.
Harry was eager to comply, letting out shameless moans as he pulled the toy out
of himself only to push it in quickly, switching up the angles frequently to
try and hit his prostate. He even pushed his ass back onto the toy, making
Louis wonder if Harry would do that when he fucked him.
“Imagine it’s me behind you baby, grabbing your hips and pounding into you. I’d
fuck you like a proper slut, with your pretty ass in the air and your face in
the mattress.” Louis loved watching Harry like this, the obscene position made
it even hotter to watch Harry fucking himself diligently with the dildo. But
Louis couldn’t see his face, or hear him, and he didn’t like that.
“Harry flip over. I don’t like not being able to hear you. On your back, just
like that. So good for me.” Louis smiled as soon as Harry had moved onto his
back and spread his legs so Louis could still see how the toy looked as Harry
slid it inside himself.
“Feels so good daddy.” Harry gasped. “Fuck!” He exclaimed, his toes curling as
he angled the toy so that it hit his prostate. “Haven’t been able to get off
properly without you, fuck.” Harry whimpered out.
“Yeah? Need daddy to get off?” Louis smirked. “That’s so hot Harry, you’re so
fucking hot. Go ahead and play with your nipples again. Not your cock though, I
want you to come untouched. I know you’re close, and I know you can be a good
boy and come untouched for daddy.”
Louis was right, Harry’s cock hadn’t been touched once yet he was still hard
and leaking pre come onto his stomach. “Fuck.” Harry mewled as soon as his
fingers touched his nipple, clenching his eyes shut when his stomach clenched.
“C’mon, come for daddy. Imagine it was my cock pounding into you instead of
that dildo, my hands or mouth on your nipples instead of your own, because
that’s what it’s gonna be soon.” Louis purred, stroking his own cock quickly so
that he could come when Harry did.
Harry babbled out a long string of curses, still fucking himself with the toy
as he arched his back and came all over his stomach. Harry’s movements slowed
as he rode out his orgasm, and he was still whimpering and shivering as he
pulled the toy out of himself and collapsed on the bed.
Watching Harry come undone, like always was enough to bring Louis over the edge
as well. He threw his head back and groaned out Harry’s name repeatedly as he
came all over his hand and stomach.
They were silent for a while, the only sounds on either side of the video call
was their heavy breathing since they both had to come down from their intense
orgasms.
Louis was the first one to get his breathing back to normal. He wiped the come
off his hand with a discarded t-shirt that he would have to wash later and then
looked up at the camera. “Good. Now I want you to finger yourself open right
before our session next week, just like you did today. Except this time, don’t
come. I want you to come from my cock.”
“Okay.” Was all Harry managed to gasp out, he was still enjoying his post
orgasm high and still very out of it. Louis’ words didn’t help at all; in fact
they made him even more flustered than he already was.
“You’re cute when you’re flustered. I could just eat you up. Or out, I could
eat you out.” Louis smirked, since he wanted to compliment Harry, but at the
same time make him even more flustered.
Harry squeaked out a moan at that and shook his head quickly. “I have to go.”
He gasped shakily; the last thing he wanted was to get worked up again. He
scrambled to get to his laptop and then exited the call.
Louis chuckled at that and got out his phone to text Harry,
"The tables are turned now, remember when you used to tease me like that?"
“You’re mean….”
“I helped you get off, I’m not that mean.”
“You haven’t fucked me properly yet though ):”
“I will in one week.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
“Please do.”
Harry smiled at that and put his phone down since he needed to make sure his
room was spotless for when his parents came home. After cleaning up and putting
everything away, he got in bed and fell asleep. He figured that tonight was
enough to hold himself off until he saw Louis.
~
Thankfully for Harry, the week went by really quickly and before he knew it he
was standing in the waiting room at the therapist’s office with his mother.
Harry wanted to run over to Louis and jump into his arms. He didn’t though. He
simply stared up at the older man and licked his lips slowly, his hands clasped
behind his back as he listened to his mother talk to Louis.   
 “So since it’s been two weeks since I’ve seen Harry, I really think therapy is
gonna take longer than an hour today. Maybe you should just leave? I don’t want
you to have to stay here when you could be doing other things.” Louis suggested
to Anne smoothly.
Harry felt his heart speed up at that, “more than an hour” meant that Louis
obviously had plans for him, and he couldn’t wait. Harry heard his mom talking,
but since he was completely focused on Louis he didn’t even hear her. Harry was
probably staring rudely, since he could feel that his mouth was hanging open
but he didn’t care.
Harry hadn’t even realized his mother had left until Louis had spoken up.
“Well, it’s just us now. And close your mouth, unless you want people to stick
things in it.”
“I do want people to stick things in it though, I told you that already.” Harry
shot back, and grinned as Louis grabbed his wrist gently and guided them back
into the room.
Before Harry could say anything else he was being pulled into Louis’ room and
pushed up against the door as soon as it closed behind them.  “Feisty…” Harry
breathed out since Louis had already hauled Harry’s shirt over his head and
tossed it across the room. As soon as his nipples were exposed, Harry gasped
and shivered since he wasn’t used to the feeling.
Louis smirked up at Harry for a split second before he was leaning down so he
could suck on Harry’s pierced nipple, groaning softly against the metal bar
purposely, to tease Harry. He knew that the vibrations from his noises would
make Harry feel even better.
Harry’s body lurched forward and he let out an embarrassing squeak as soon as
Louis’ mouth was on his nipple, Harry almost toppled over in the process. “Fuck
fuck fuck oh my god.” Harry croaked, stumbling and trying to steady himself
while he tried to adjust to the amazing feeling of Louis’ mouth finally on his
nipple.
Louis didn’t respond though, he simply grabbed Harry by the back of his thighs
and lifted him up. Louis wrapped Harry’s legs around his waist and then walked
back so that Harry’s back was pressing up against the door. This was good
because he was holding Harry up completely, and he knew they wouldn’t fall like
this.  As soon as Harry was situated, Louis flicked his tongue teasingly across
Harry’s nipple.
“Holy fuck- you can’t just.” Harry wheezed out and immediately dug his
fingernails into Louis’ biceps that were bulging from this position. He threw
his head back in pleasure, breathing heavily in between movements of Louis’
mouth.
“I couldn’t resist seeing how it felt to suck on your pierced nipples.” Louis
smirked and took his mouth off Harry’s left nipple so he could move onto
Harry’s right nipple, his hands gripping onto Harry’s waist.
“Daddy please-“ Harry managed to pant out. Harry’s breath was coming out in
gasps and he was letting wordless squeaks and moans leave his mouth, finding it
incredibly hard to form words. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” Harry muttered
and tightened his grip on Louis’ biceps to steady himself, not because he
thought Louis was going to drop him but because he was shaking himself.
“Not gonna stop, I’m gonna make you feel even better.” Louis promised and
reached his hands up from Harry’s waist to touch Harry’s nipples when he pulled
his mouth off. Louis tweaked Harry’s nipples and then kissed him so that Harry
was moaning shakily into his mouth.
Harry took his hands off Louis’ biceps and immediately tangled them in Louis’
hair, so he had something to grab as he kissed Louis back sloppily. He was
lazily bucking his hips forward, so that every so often his crotch would brush
against Louis’ and give him some friction.
“None of that.” Louis growled into the kiss, making Harry shiver and part his
lips even more. “You’re gonna come in your pants if you keep that up, and
that’s not happening.” Louis huffed and sucked on Harry’s lower lip as he
pinched both of Harry’s nipples at the same time.
Harry cried out at that, so much that Louis pulled back from the kiss with a
satisfied smirk. “I’m just getting started; let’s get you on the bed.” Louis
murmured and carried a shaking and whining Harry over to the bed and set him
down gently.
“You’re trying to kill me.” Harry gasped out as he ran a finger through his
curls and tried to steady his breath. He needed to calm down if he was going to
last until Louis fucked him.
Louis simply hummed in response and spread Harry’s legs so he could kneel in
between them. “Play with your nipples love. Don’t want you ever not touching
them.” Louis murmured as he unzipped Harry’s pants and slid them off. Louis
then, leaned forward so he could grab the waistband of Harry’s boxers with his
teeth and pulled them off him slowly.
“I’m already prepped so hurry please.” Harry pleaded and bucked his hips
forward, happy that his cock was free from the material at least. He still
didn’t have friction though, but he hoped that would change soon.
 “Are you though? Your fingers aren’t enough to prep you for my cock; they’re
not as big as mine.” Louis teased with a smug smirk. Before Harry could
complain about the teasing, Louis leaned down again and licked a slow stripe
around Harry’s hole.
“Shit! I thought you were bluffing about eating me out.” Harry shudders and
grabs fistfuls of the sheets, already spreading his legs even more to invite
Louis to keep going.
“Why would I be bluffing? I’ve wanted to taste you for so long.” Louis smirked
and licked his lips before swirling his tongue around Harry’s hole, not eating
him out properly on purpose.
“You’re an awful tease, and you’re so /mean/.” Harry whimpered as he arched his
back and gripping the sheets so hard that his knuckles started to turn white.
“Maybe I wouldn’t tease you if you followed my directions and played with your
nipples.” Louis answered in between teasingly licking at Harry’s rim a few
times.
Harry didn’t reply, he simply took his hands off the sheets and put them on his
nipples. As soon as Harry tweaked his nipples, he rocked his hips down, his
subtle way of asking Louis for more.
Louis smirked at that. “Good boy. When you follow daddy’s directions that’s
when you get rewarded.” Louis hummed as he grabbed Harry’s hips to hold him in
place. As soon as he steadied Harry, Louis dipped his tongue into Harry very
slowly.
Since Harry was so sexually active; Louis had thought that he’d be less
responsive, and more used to pleasure. But no, Harry still cried out and
shivered like he was seconds away from an orgasm as soon as Louis’ tongue was
licking into Harry. “Fuck daddy, it feels so damn good.” Harry squeaked out
when he felt like he could say something other than wordless noises of
pleasure.
Louis licked into Harry a few times, using his thumbs to spread Harry open in
the most obscene way. Louis decided to be nice, and not tease Harry anymore in
this sense. So he shoved his tongue inside Harry, knowing he didn’t have to be
gentle since Harry had already prepped himself. Louis flicked his tongue in and
out of Harry quickly, swirling his tongue around every few times to make sure
Harry was getting the most pleasure out of this.
Harry was so focused on how good it felt; he didn’t notice Louis reaching
behind him to grab the lube, which he had brought it this time. Louis lubed up
his fingers and then slid three inside of him along with his tongue. He wanted
to make Harry scream.
And he did, “Fuck daddy!” Harry exclaimed his voice cracking and his eyes
flying open with the new sensations. “Your fingers are so much better than my
own. I wish they could be inside me all the time.” Harry admitted shakily as he
pinched his nipples roughly to make himself moan even louder.
Louis smirked at that and swirled his tongue around with his fingers, licking
into Harry in sync with his fingers curling and scissoring inside Harry. He
wanted to make sure Harry was ready for him, but he also wanted to make him
feel amazing.
Harry was squirming and writhing under Louis’ touch, pretty moans falling out
of his open mouth. His hands were at work, teasing his own nipples and his hips
were rocking back on Louis’ mouth and fingers to try and get more.
 “Are you gonna keep still? Or am I gonna have to tie you up?”  Louis hissed,
pulling his tongue out long enough to look up at Harry with a raised eyebrow.
"I could tie you you up and fuck you until I come, but not let you come. Is
that what I have to do?" Louis would never actually do that, but he knew saying
that would get Harry to behave.
Harry chokes at that and shakes his head frantically. “I’ll be good, just add
another finger. Please daddy, I can take it. Just, don’t stop with your tongue
too. Please.” Harry pleaded desperately. He looked so already broken that Louis
had to give in.
Louis accepted that and licked back into Harry once before pushing four fingers
deep inside the younger boy. Louis thinks he can listen to Harry for hours.
With every movement of his tongue, fingers, or pressure on Harry’s nipples the
younger boy was arching his back and babbling about how amazing it felt. Harry
was the most responsive person he had ever been with, and that made it even
more pleasurable for Louis to make Harry feel good. 
Louis would've spent hours fingering and licking into Harry, Harry was the one
who had stopped it when he was trying to squirm away from Louis, "Please daddy,
I liked that but I'm ready. I don't want to come until you're inside me, so
fuck me now. Please." Harry begged, making sure to ask nicely since he knew he
would be reprimanded if he didn't. Thankfully, Louis listened and pulled his
tongue and finger out slowly so it didn't hurt Harry.
As Louis lubed up his cock, he stared at Harry with narrowed eyes, “I wasn’t
bluffing when I said my big cock was gonna split you open, Harry. I want you to
ride daddy’s cock like a good little slut, you can play with your pretty nipple
piercings too, I know you like that. As soon as you’ve gotten used to the
feeling of my cock buried so deep inside you, I’m going to flip you over and
fuck you into the mattress until all you can do is sob my name. You’ll be
moaning my name for a week after this, every time you go to sit up you’ll
remember how good I fucked you. Sound good, princess?”
Harry mewled at that and nodded frantically, unable to form proper words. Harry
could've stopped and tried to respond properly, but he was too eager to have
Louis fuck him. Harry was harder than he’d ever been in his entire life, and he
just wanted to hurry up. As soon as Louis sat down on the bed so that Harry
could ride him, Harry straddled his thighs.
Louis smirked at that and put his hands on Harry’s waist, moving him a little
so that Harry was positioned directly over Louis’ cock. “Whenever you’re ready,
go slow.” Louis murmured softly. He remembered that even though Harry was eager
to get fucked, he was nervous about Louis’ size.
Harry nodded at that and gulped before sinking down very slowly. As soon as the
thick head of Louis’ cock slipped into him, Harry gasped and paused for a
moment. It wasn’t that he couldn’t take it, it was just that he knew how huge
Louis was and he was expecting it to hurt. It was really easy for Harry to
relax though, especially since Louis was running his hands up and down Harry’s
sides and whispering words of encouragement.
Harry continued to sink down slowly, until he felt completely full. Harry
shakily put his hands on Louis’ shoulders and looked down, crying out in
frustration when he saw that he still had more to go. “Fuck.” Harry whimpered
and shifted a little, trying to adjust to the part of Louis’ cock that was
already inside him.
“You’re doing so great, taking me so well. ” Louis cooed and leaned up to press
kisses all over Harry’s collarbones to sooth him. “Only a little bit more
though, you feel so amazing, you have no idea. Perfect.” Louis mumbled, his
breathing coming out in gasps as well since it did feel incredible to have
someone as tight as Harry around his cock. Louis forced himself to stay still
for now, he knew he had to wait until Harry had bottomd out until he could do
anything. 
Harry nodded and smiled slightly at that, the compliments motivating him like
Louis knew it would. Harry sunk himself down until he was completely bottomed
out. “Oh my god.” Harry choked, his eyes fluttering shut.
It was the most overwhelming thing Harry had ever experienced. Having Louis’
huge cock completely inside him hurt, but just like with the nipple piercings
the pain felt good. With each wave of pain running through his body, a stronger
wave of pleasure came over him. Louis was so deep inside of him, more than
anybody before. Harry felt like a virgin being fucked for the first time even
though they both knew he was far from that. 
Louis was staring up at Harry in disbelief, sputtering out grunts and moans as
he watched Harry. Harry looked so damn slutty like this, his small body sitting
down completely on Louis’ cock. Louis has to force himself not to come when he
sees that Harry’s stomach is bulging out a little with the stretch of Louis’
huge cock. Harry's cock is red and leaking at this point, but neither one of
them gives it any attention since Harry prefers to come untouched if it's
possible.
Harry’s head is already foggy with the intensity of it all, every noise leaving
his mouth is foreign to him, it takes Harry a moment to realize that he’s the
one whimpering and chanting, “So fucking big, so deep, so good, wish you were
inside me all the time.” Harry was making high noises that he didn't even know
could come from his mouth, especially since his voice was so deep. But that
somehow made it hotter, even in his already fucked out state Harry could tell
that he was wrecked.
Louis can’t wait anymore; he thrusts his hips into Harry while the younger boy
trembles. “You like this baby? Like when daddy’s huge cock wrecks you?” Louis
growls in between quick snaps of his hips up into Harry. Louis to, is
overwhelmed. He wants to destroy Harry, until all he can sob is his name. All
Louis can think about is how pretty Harry looks and sounds and how well he
takes it, and how he wants to push Harry to the limit and see if he can take
even more.
Harry is shaking, like a leaf at this point while he sits on Louis’ cock. He
can’t do anything except let out sob like noises and tease his nipple piercings
like Louis had ordered before. Harry is spacing out so much; he finds it
impossible to speak proper sentences. His only indication to Louis that he
loves it is his noises, his pretty whimpers and moans that make him sound so
fucking wrecked.
“Gonna fuck yourself down baby?” Louis hummed as he leaned forward to take
Harry’s nipples in his mouth once again, his hips still fucking up into Harry.
He doesn’t even have to aim for Harry’s prostate, his cock is so long and
thick, it presses up against Harry’s prostate no matter what.
Harry’s reaction is delayed, since it takes him a few seconds to realize that
he’s Harry, and that Louis is talking to him. Harry automatically tries to lift
himself up, but his body won’t move. He’s shaking too much, and he’s too far
gone to exert that much effort. Harry tries though, frantically rocking his
hips and wheezing at the sensations. “I can’t” Harry whimpered out, as he keeps
trying to lift himself up, a bit pathetically since he isn’t moving at all,
just breathing heavily and shuddering. “I’m sorry- wanna be good for you, I
just can’t-“ 
“Shh. Daddy’s gonna take care of you.” Louis promises him and promptly flips
them over since he knows Harry nodded and tried to respond properly. By the
time Harry opens his mouth, since his reactions are so delayed, Louis is
hovering over him.
Louis teases Harry’s hole with the head of his cock, for a few moments,
watching the way Harry’s body reacts immediately and tries to rock back down to
Louis’ cock. Harry is still shaking, but he still tries his hardest to spread
his legs and push his hips down, and Louis thinks it's the hottest thing he's
ever seen. With how fucked out he is, Harry can barley move, and he's using his
minimual mobility to shift closer to Louis' cock.
Harry doesn’t know if the change in positions cleared his head slightly, or if
it’s just an automatic reaction, but either way he hears himself start to beg
Louis, "Please hurry up and fuck me daddy, I need your huge cock inside me
right now. I feel so damn empty I need you to fill me up please daddy oh-
" Harry mewls as soon as Louis pushes into him. The sensation is so intense,
Harry immediately shuts his eyes.
Louis refuses to let that happen, though. As soon as Louis sees Harry's eyes
close, he grabs Harrys chin gently to hold him in place. “Look at me, look at
daddy while he fucks you.”  As soon as Louis instructs Harry, he thrusts
forward, in one swift movement he's filling Harry up completly. Since Louis is
balls deep inside of Harry, he decides to give him a moment to adjust. 
“I’m gonna come Louis.” Harry chokes out as soon as he locks eyes with Louis.
It’s so overwhelming, the feeling of Louis inside him. He can already feel
himself getting sore from how big Louis is, and he loves it. The intense eye
contact and  the fact that Harry has been on edge from the moment Louis pushed
him against the door only add to it.
“No you’re not,” Louis chuckled breathlessly. “You don’t come until I tell you
to, got it?” Louis grits out. “Daddy’s gonna fuck you now, nice and hard just
like you want.” Louis promises, taking a deep breath and then starting to fuck
into the already keening younger boy fast and hard. 
Harry slides up on the bed with the intensity of Louis’ thrusts, making both
the boys moan loudly. Harry forced himself to look up at Louis, even though he
has to blink rapidly to force his eyes open. Harry’s mouth was a constant
string of obscenities, telling Louis how good it felt and muttering out thank
yous every few thrusts.
Louis grips onto Harry’s hips, hard enough to bruise to make sure that Harry’s
body couldn’t move anymore. “You’re so fucking good, taking my cock. Look so
damn good, wish I could pound your pretty ass all day.” Louis grunted, feeling
almost animalistic with how hard he was fucking into Harry and how loud Harry
was beneath him.
“I’m gonna come.” Harry repeated shakily, slowly lifting his hands up to brush
over his nipples. He can’t do much more than that though, since he already
feels like it’s too much, too much sensation and too much pleasure. "So much.
So good." Harry pratically slurs out. He honestly felt like he was drunk, with
how light and dizzy the pleasure is making him feel. "You fuck me so good
daddy."
“I told you you’re not.” Louis mumbled. “You were a bad boy for getting your
nipples pierced, and you were bad for not listening to me. You come when I say,
if I even let you come.” Louis growled, knowing he got his point across when
Harry shivered and his moans got even louder.
“Deeper.” Harry suddenly gasped out, arching his back up just a little but his
back dropped just as quickly as he lifted, since the only thing his body could
do right now was just take what Louis was giving him. 
“You’re such a slut Harry. I’m fucking you like a slut and you still want
more.” Louis mumbled teasingly and leaned his head down to kiss Harry’s neck.
“Say please.” He mumbled against Harry’s skin, starting to suck a dark love
bite. "Say please and I'll give you what you want."
“Please please please.” Harry babbled. “I’m gonna come please. Please let me
come, I can come again daddy please.” Harry begged shakily as he felt tears
start to sting his eyes. He wasn’t surprised, he had cried only once during sex
when it was intense, and this sex was the most intense that he had ever
experienced. It was also tears of fustration, since he needed to come so badly.
The last time he had came and it actually felt like a release was a week ago,
when Louis had talked him through an orgasm over webcam. Just the memory made
Harry whimper even louder.
“I told you, you’re gonna wait.” Louis grunted out, but since Harry had said
please he pulled out of Harry slowly, making sure to be gentle so that he
didn't hurt Harry. Louis wasted no time though, he quickly lifted Harry's legs
over his shoulders and smirked as he did. This angle made Harry look even
sluttier, and he knew it would feel even better. Louis held Harry’s legs up and
looked down at Harry's wrecked face once before he slammed back into him.
From the position they were in, Louis could look down at Harry and he loved it.
He also loved how deep this position allowed him to get, and he knew that Harry
loved it too since he kept gasping, “so deep, so good daddy, oh” before a new
round of sobs washed over him.
Harry felt like his body was on fire at this point, the extreme need to come
mixed in with the other sensations was almost too much for Harry to handle.
Harry felt like he was going to explode with all of the pleasure he was
getting. All he could do was sob and writhe beneath Louis, and let out pleads
to come with every thrust. It wasn't like he thought he was going to come
without permission, because that wasn't it at all. Harry's body was so trained
to submit, it was like Louis' words were his own personal cock ring. Louis had
told him to wait, so he phsyically couldn't come yet. But that didn't change
Harry's physical need for a release. 
“I’ve been a good boy for you, taking your cock perfectly, just like you said.”
Harry sobbed out brokenly; his face was bright red and scrunched up in
pleasure, with tears rushing down his face. “Please daddy.” Harry choked as he
looked up at Louis with watery eyes. "I'll always obey you, i'll be good for
you. I promise, i'll do whatever you ask me to do-" Harry was stuttering and
tripping over his words now, Louis was still fucking into him hard making Harry
hiccup and whimper as he tried to plead with Louis. 
Part of Louis wanted to be mean, and not let Harry come at all. He could do
that. But his want to see Harry fall apart completely took over. Louis in a
way, made Harry wait though. Louis fucked into him a few more times, making
Harry countine to sob and plead before he nodded. "Alright baby you're right.
I'm close as well. I want you to come all over yourself for daddy." 
As soon as Harry had permission, Harry was choking out an inchoherent babble of
thank yous, and a mix of crying Louis and daddy while he came all over his
stomach. The orgasm was so intense, even more so since while he was riding out
his high, Louis came deep inside him and fucked him, even though it was
sloppily through it. Harry hadn't even begun to come down from his high as
Louis pulled out of Harry. The younger boy was still crying softly and
trembling.
Louis had wrecked him, Harry looked more disheveled and far more broken than he
had when Louis had fucked his thighs. Louis knew he needed to comfort him, so
he sat down on the bed and pulled the shaking boy into his lap. "You were so
perfect for me, you made me feel fucking amazing yeah?" Louis smiled and gently
used his thumb to wipe away Harry's tears. 
"Really?" Harry hiccuped after a few minutes of silence, when his breathing had
started to slow and when his crying had came to a stop, only a few excess tears
still running down his cheeks. Harry wiped his own eyes and looked up at Louis
hopefully. "That was the best sex i've ever had, and i'm not just saying that.
So thank you." 
"No, thank you." Louis grinned and kissed all over Harry's face since he wanted
to see him giggle softly, which he did. "I have to clean you up, but since I
told your mom not to come until later we can just cuddle for now." 
"Where does this leave us?" Harry asked after awhile, his head resting on
Louis' shoulder and his hands running down Louis' chest.
"Well, it leaves us with a lot of work to do in therapy. Next week, we'll talk
about why you cry during sex. And maybe we'll explore other things that make
you cry in bed, since you look so pretty when you're wrecked." Louis replied
smoothly, cupping Harry's face so they were staring at eachother.
"I think that sounds like a plan. And then maybe we can talk about that while
you applaud me for taking your huge cock. Because it was not easy, and i'm
gonna be sore for days." Harry complained lightly, but they both knew he liked
being sore.
"At least everyone knows that you're mine." Louis shot back cheekily, and Harry
opened his mouth to complain some more, but his complain was forgetten when
Louis kissed him gently.
"Maybe you're right." Harry giggled softly when Louis pulled back, and then
leaned in so he could kiss Louis again happily.
~the end~
 
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