Week 2: Day 5, Wednesday

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A/N: 

I have decided that the legal drinking age is 16.

TW:

4, 7, 9, 10, 11.

A Chad

✨Sex✨

Glitter

The image at the start 

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For once, he slept.

It was now 8am, and Harry had woken him up.

The cunt.

If he were to tell you (probably a chaotic homosexual) that he woke up feeling refreshed and fabulous, that would be a lie.

He looked like he had been hit by a homosexual truck.

He also felt like that, do with that what you will.

He was beside Harry in the bed in his apartment. 

"Harreh. Can we not go to school today?"

"We are going to school"

"You fookin Losah"

"Louis- we have to go to school!"

"If we don't I'll give you a blow job..."

"Fine!"

"You act like you don't want it!"

Harry fake gasped. Feigning offence.

"Of course I want it!"

"Alright alright."

"Daddy" Harry thought he was slick, muttering that.

He'll show him.

He quickly flipped Harry so he was on his back, with Louis straddling him.

He had him pinned with his arms above his head. He started nipping and biting at Harry's exposed neck, causing Harry to alternate between breathy moans (that went straight to his cock) and hisses. Harry was also muttering incoherent words under his breath- Louis occasionally caught the words 'yes' and 'daddy'.

He moved so both of Harry's wrists were held down, using his free (non-handcuffed) hand to stroke Harry's broad chest. He started twisting his second nipple, causing Harry to hiss even more at him.

He was slowly moving his hand towards Harry's crotch when Harry's phone rang. He grabbed it off the bedside table and flung it as his face, luckily Harry caught it just before it hit him in the face (bummer).

"Hello? Oh, Hi Leeroy! No no, you didn't wake me up... Why do I sound annoyed? Oh- no! Well, yea that. Shut up! Yea she does... How..? Oh that- I uh... I- wait what? School is cancelled for two weeks? Why? No fuckin' way! We can, yea, I don't care what he wants! We're handcuffed! I know- yea! Should I tell him before hand...? No...? Why? Oh, what if that doesn't happen? Oh, I suppose we'll cross that bridge when we get to it...? Yea ok, see you... Yep... Tell Marcel I said hello. Right bye!"

"Was that Leeroy?"

"Yea- oh and school's been cancelled for two weeks- health inspection or something."

"Cool! Where are we going...?"

"Leeroy invited us over!"

"Cool..."

"We leave in 20 minutes."

"Fuck. Now I'm horny you cow"

"Just because I have four nipples, that doesn't make me a cow!"

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