loucifer ✔

twenty one.

[ I wrote this in school asfsdh ]

"Mm.." Louis moaned softly, furrowing his eyebrows. Harry was laying next to him nibbling and licking on his sweet spot.

"Harry what.." Louis mumbled, "I'm gonna leak in my pants. Stop." Harry chuckled and laid on his shoulder.

"Dinner's ready, love." Harry smiled.

"Go to sleep." Louis mumbled, "m'not hungry."

"You need to eat unless you're going to keep throwing up." Said Harry.

"Fuck off!" Louis whined, wiping his neck and turning away.

"Louis William Tomlinson!"

"Harry Edward Styles." Louis responded, face into the pillow

"No dick for you." Harry said

"No ass for you." Louis grumbled

Harry rolled over onto Louis' backside and Louis winced and hissed.

"Fuck, Harry!" Louis shouted, "get off!" Harry widened his eyes, and quickly rolled off him.

"Shit! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry I swear!" Harry bit his lip nervously as Louis stared at him with daggers shooting out his eyes.

"Lou, would you like a blowjob?" Harry asked softly, Louis rolled his eyes and buried his face in the pillow

"I'd love it if you'd just wait." Louis replied slowly.

" Harry, is there medicine for..like..the ass? Like in the asshole?"

"I don't think so." Harry responds, writing down things on his paper.

"Fuck, this hurts..it's so sore." Louis whines.

Harry's still writing half a page, looking back and forth from his phone to his paper.

"Harry, can I get a kiss?" Louis pouted. Harry poked out his lips as he wrote on his paper.

"Babe, i need you to look up something about a throbbing anus..see if its a disease." Harry hummed as if saying okay. He didn't look it up.

Louis huffed and crossed his arms, "notice me senpai." He pouted. Harry was now to the bottom of his page.

"Ashton texted me." Louis said.

"Excuse me? When?" Harry said dropping his pen and glaring at Louis.

Louis scoffed and walked away from him, shaking his head. Harry grabbed Louis' waist and sat him on his lap.

"Move." Louis grumbled

"No.." Harry said, laying his head on Louis' shoulder, Louis shook his shoulder and rolled his eyes, "baby, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, okay." Louis said as he crossed his arms.

"Louis.."

"Harold."

"That isn't my name." Harry grumbled.

"Then my name isn't Louis." Louis said, tooting his nose in the air.

"What is it then?"

"Lewis." Louis looked away and cringed. Ew.

"But you hate that name." Harry said, narrowing his eyes.

"Ooh what's this!" Louis said, reaching down to touch the sheet of paper that Harry's been writing on for the past hour. He squinted his eyes and gasped with a smile, "you're a professor!?"

"No, I'm just a student teacher when I'm not working at Olive Garden."

"Ooh, daddy teaches." Louis chuckles.

"Daddy learns too."

"Like what?"

"I sing. Well..hell, I'm not that good." Harry chuckles, rubbing on Louis' thigh.

"Daddy's doll wants to hear Daddy sing." Louis smiled, grabbing Harry's hand and leading it up to his inner thigh.

"Daddy's throat hurts, baby."

"Daddy's lying."

"No daddy's not."

"Yes he- oh my god.." Louis moans, caught off guard by Harry rubbing on his crotch.

"What did daddy say?" Harry whispers in Louis' ear, palming Louis through his tight basketball shorts.

"H-he said his..mm.." Louis groaned and threw his head back into the crook of Harry's neck.

"Can't hear you."

"His throat hurts, daddy's throat hurts." Louis whined, grabbing onto Harry's knees.

"If you weren't so sore I would bend you over my lap and finger fuck your little hole so hard." Squeezing Louis' dick.

"oh god." Louis mumbled as he squinted his eyes, "fuck."

.

"Eat my dust, Styles!" Louis said vigorously shaking the controller in his small hands. Both of them were playing some Japan racing game Harry found in Manchester a year ago. Everything was in Japanese and Louis didn't understand what he had to do he just wanted to win. Harry took classes on the language, so luckily he knows what to do and just laughs when Louis' face scrunched up when there's an arrow with "weird letters" or so Louis would call them.

"I'm in front of you, babe." Harry talked loudly, leaning forward, sticking his tongue out in the process. Louis hits the Y on his controller and his speed accelerates past Harry, spilling his oil and making Harry's black Mercedes Benz spinning circles, making him delay in the race 10 seconds later.

"Who's in front now, daddy?" Louis giggles, nudging Harry in the process as he turns a corner on the midnight streets. Harry paused the game and jumped on Louis while he was trying to resume it.

"Move!" Louis laughs, "you cheater!" Harry snatches Louis' controller and throws across the living room, "no! Fuck you!"

Harry laughs and resumes the game, his car stops spinning and Louis' pink BMW is still in the middle of the road, he accelerates past the still car and makes his way to the finish line.

"Yes, yes, yes!" He shouts in the midst of his car passing the red and white checkered finish line. Leaving Louis pouting under him.

"I don't like playing with you." Louis whines.

"I'm sorry, baby.." Harry whispers into the boy's neck, kissing it lightly making Louis shiver.

"Nuh Uh." Louis breathed.

Harry pulled down Louis' silky shorts and slithered down to the boy's bottom half, "wanna bet?" He smirked, kitten licking his tip before taking it in his mouth whole.

"Goodness.." Louis moaned, tangling his hands in Harry's curls.

Harry looked at Louis through his eyelashes and bobbed his head, swirling his tongue around while stroking his shaft.

"I think I'm gonna love and hate living here.." Louis said breathlessly with a small chuckle.