Cockblocks and Controllers

Call Me Daddy

Dude I can imagine Larry being so kinky kill me

If you don't like the daddy kink then you've come to the wrong place; have a nice day (:

Lol, but if you're seriously uncomfortable with it... This chapter is all smut just so that ppl can skip the chapter. Another update will be soon. Either later tonight or tomorrow. I'm in the mood (for rooomance)

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Harry wasted no time in pushing Louis onto his back and crawling over the smaller man.

His long hair fell in front of his face and he sat back to pull it into a messy bun.

Louis smiled fondly, reaching a hand up but Harry grabbed his wrist and pinned in down. Louis's jaw nearly dropped.

"You haven't been the best today, Louis. Complaining about packing and unpacking. Begging for me to put you down. But, now... You'll be begging me for something else."

Louis's eyes widened considerably and he just stared at his boyfriend. Were they doing this?

Harry seemed to be waiting for Louis's response, and, honestly... Why should Louis deny this?

"I'm sorry, sir," Louis spoke shakily, eyes catching with Harry's, whose emerald eyes were peering intently into Louis's anyways.

"What's that?"

"I'll be good for you, Daddy."

It was rather simple. Only five letters and Harry was so turned on. It was wrong, dirty, even, but it felt so fucking right.

Harry felt his breath catch in his throat as he pushed back some of Louis's hair.

The older boy did seem like a toddler at times. He was fussy and childish. He also had feminine, child-like features and he was so tiny.

"Thank you, princess," Harry said next, leaning down to press his lips to the corner of Louis's mouth. "You're hardly ever good. You get sassy and fiery and plain naughty. I'm not sure if you deserve this."

Harry's lips ghosted over Louis's neck, sending shivers down the older's spine. "I'll be good, Daddy, I swear it."

That fucking word again.

Harry couldn't help it. He was quick to help Louis out of his clothes, leaving the smaller bare. Harry didn't take long to remove his own clothes and now they were bare together.

Always together. Always LouisAndHarry.

Just the way it was meant to be.

Harry's large hands brushed Louis's hips and he moved further down to kiss all over Louis's torso. Louis was panicking on the inside.

Was he too fat? What if Harry realized Louis had too much pudge? What if-

"Princess?" Harry questioned softly, moving back up Louis's body. "Baby? Breathe. Do you not like this? Is it too weird for you? We don't-"

"Harry, it's okay," Louis said between deep breaths.

He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, all he saw was Harry. And he loved Harry so fucking much.

"Please. Please just fuck me," Louis begged, tangling his fingers into Harry's hair. It messed up his bun a little, but they were too focused on each other.

Louis's tiny hands moved to trace the tattoos on Harry's chest and the younger allowed it because he practically caught fire from Louis's gentle touch.