Behind the Cameras

Butt Plug Interview

London- October 2011

"We have that Nokia launch thing," Harry mumbled softly.

Louis shrugged and kissed his neck again. "We have time," he said.

Harry and Louis were currently tangled up on the couch in their new apartment in Princess Park. Louis loved it. He loved having his own place. He loved living with Harry. He loved being 19 and in love.

Harry was everything to him. And it wasn't even just the sex, although the sex was mind blowing. It was Harry. He was adorable, fun, quirky. Louis honestly could not imagine being with anyone else, ever.

Harry was the reason he smiled every day. He woke up with him, spent the day with him, and went to sleep with him. And every once in a while, he fucked him.

Like now. "I have something for you," Louis sighed into Harry's neck. He did have something, he just didn't want to get up.

"Yeah?" Said Harry. "What kind of something...?"

Louis smiled. "I think you'll like it." His tone told Harry everything he needed to know.

Harry began squirming, so Louis sighed and wiggled his way out of the blankets around them.

Once he got up, he turned back to Harry, who was grinning up at him. "What's it, Lou? Are you gonna get it?" Louis could tell he was already a bit turned on by the possibility of what he could have gotten.

"Why don't you get undressed, love, and be on your knees when I come back, alright?" Harry gaped up at him, but Louis could tell his brain was already scrambling on how to do it in the quickest way possible once Louis left the room. Harry just might be the most submissive person Louis had ever met.

Louis headed back to his room. He had gotten Harry a present, a butt plug, in fact. He was pretty sure Harry had a dildo or two from when he wanked before Louis and him started fucking, and sex toys weren't exactly a part of their sex life just yet, but Louis kind of wanted it to be.

The idea of Harry wearing a butt plug in an interview when only the two of them knew excited him. Louis found the plug where he had hidden it in his drawer and grinned. It was pretty small, and pink. Louis loved it.

He headed back to the living room, plug hidden in his palm. Harry was naked, and on his knees on the floor, just like Louis had asked. Right when Louis walked in, he put both his hands behind his back and looked up shyly.

Louis took off his shirt quickly, and came to kneel next to Harry on the floor. "Look what I got you, baby," he whispered and held up the plug in his palms as if it was some expensive jewel.

Harry gasped, and his cheeks turned a bit pink. He looked up from the plug to Louis. "Are you gonna put that in me?" He asked in a whisper, as if it was a secret.

Louis chuckled. "Yeah, baby. Gonna fill you up really nicely with my cum, then plug it up back in."

Harry squeaked. "But we have an interview in a bit," he mumbled. He didn't seem bothered though, just a bit dazed.

"Yeah? Wanna have my cum in you during the interview? Only you and I will know, baby."

Harry nodded so fast, Louis was afraid his head might fall off. To be honest, the interview was the last thing on Louis' mind right now, but if Harry was into it, so was he.

Louis put the plug down on the couch next to them, and Harry's eyes followed it. Louis chuckled. Louis stood up and began to pull off his trousers and pants. Harry watched him, unmoving. Good boy.

"Gonna fuck your mouth for a bit, okay, baby? Wanna get your lips all nice and wet from me."

Sometimes, Louis didn't know where his dirty talk came from. Once, Zayn had accidentally overheard him whisper something quite provocative into Harry ear. "You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Zayn asked, looked at him, mouth agape.