Baked In Style | L.S

Chapter 19

It's six weeks later and Harry is finally starting to show- even if it is just a little. He loves parading shirtless when he's home, proud of his perfectly curved little tummy and Louis absolutely adores watching him - ready with a new compliment every time he sees the green eyed man.

It's all really fascinating to be honest. Every week when Harry goes to see the doctor for his weekly checkup, there's a bunch of medical staff curiously eyeing him. Some taking a chance and asking him questions which he gladly answers while others simply observes him.

Just like the doctor asked, they are measuring his little bump every morning, recording the inches together with his weigh in the logbook the doctor provided, and Harry has never been more proud of the weight that he's gained.

Another thing they do a lot without fail, is engaging in something kind of sexual activity.

Yes. Just like Roman and Donovan, Harry's sex drive skyrocketed at around eight weeks into his pregnancy, and boy oh boy, do both of them enjoy it!

Being woken up by Harry rubbing himself against Louis' leg or tummy or back, whatever he made contact with first really, makes Louis feel like he's waking up in heaven every single morning, and he gladly obliges in taking care of the green eyed man's little problem before their days officially starts.

Like this morning they had the most mindblowing sex, Harry even had two extremely intense orgasms - something he's never experienced before, and it left him unable to move for a few minutes after. Of course Louis freaked out and insisted on going with him to the bakery to keep an eye on him- and that's where they are right now.

Louis made himself at home in Harry's office, attending to Skype- and conference calls with his staff and clients back in London, while Harry is currently busy covering petit fours in the kitchen side of the bakery.

And Harry tries not to think of the man in his office the whole time, he really does, but it's difficult.

He remembers seeing Louis in a suit for the first time and how much it turned him on. So this morning when Louis insisted on coming to the bakery with him and then proceeded to get dressed in a fucking suit- because he still needed to look professional and presentable when he has video calls with his staff and clients- Harry knew that he was going to struggle to get anything done today.

Just listening to Louis laughing from behind his closed office door at something someone said, all while looking so fucking hot in that black suit, gets the younger man all kinds of hot and bothered. So much so that he straight up wants to march right into that office and demand that Louis fucks him right then and there.

He doesn't though.

Instead he walks to the front of the bakery and takes a seat next to where Niall is standing behind the counter, arranging his apron so his little problem is not too conspicuous.

"Hey buddy, you okay?" Niall pipes up, looking at his friend with a raised eyebrow.

And Harry really want say no, scream it at the top of his lungs as a matter of fact, but he doesn't. "All good thanks Ni, you?" He questions sweetly.

"All good." The Irishman says and turns to face the customer walking up to the counter. "Afternoon Amanda, what can I get you today?"

"Hey Niall, just the usual please." Amanda says, smiling sweetly while keeping her eyes trained on the Irishman.

"No problem, two chocolate croissants coming right up." He says and grabs the serving tongs next to the display case, boxing the two pastries before making his way to the the cash register. "That will be two pounds fifty five, thank you." He says and takes the money from the girl in front of him. "Thanks Amanda, come again." He says handing her the change.