Help me. | l.s. (mpreg) [Book 1]

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"So...?" Harry asked nervously as he stood in front of Louis in the hallway. He looked down at his feet, not daring to look him in the eyes. He didn't know if he was embarrassed or scared or just flustered because they had sex, but he could say that he definitely didn't feel comfortable under Louis' stare.

"Come on." Louis just said and walked past him to the living room. Harry gulped before he forced his feet to listen to him and started moving. He slowly walked over to the couch where Louis was already sitting. He lowered himself and grimaced when his bum hit the material. He quickly looked down with red cheeks when he saw that Louis was studying him without moving a muscle on his face.

"Are you alright?" Louis asked. He needed to know how Harry was feeling and if he regretted it.

"Yes, you?" Harry asked quickly acting like Louis was just asking him a normal question and expecting a normal answer.

"You know very well how I mean it. Don't play dumb." Louis said sternly. Harry lifted his head, but not enough that he was looking at Louis' eyes. He stared at the vein on Louis' neck, he couldn't bring himself to look up further.

"It h-hurts, but other than that I'm fine." Harry mumbled as he felt his cheeks growing hot again as he thought of what had caused the pain, fighting against the butterflies in his tummy.

"The pain vanishes at the latest in one to two days." Louis assured to which Harry nodded. God, why was this so awkward? "Do you regret it already?" He asked quieter now. For some reason he feared Harry's answer so he held his breath anxiously.

Harry's eyes snapped up now completely and he stared at Louis' eyes with furrowed brows.

"What? N-no. Why should I? I told you I wouldn't regret it." He said puzzled. He saw how Louis visibly relaxed. Strange.

"I'm sorry again for losing control. That wasn't supposed to happen. I did warn you though."

"It's okay, I k-kind of l-liked it actually." Harry went crimson red and lowered his head, it was so embarrassing. Louis looked at him with wide eyes, not quite believing what he just heard.

"What?" He asked baffled.

"Y-yeah, it was good, the roughness I mean. W-well it hurt terribly, but it turned me on and I enjoyed it, kind of...I don't know." Harry mumbled, not knowing how to put into words what he was feeling. Louis studied Harry for a few seconds until he spoke up his assumption.

"Harry, do you have a pain kink?" He asked seriously staring at Harry who had his head lifted again and stared right back at Louis with big eyes.

"W-what?" He stuttered panicked. He already noticed how much it had turned him on in the past when they tried new things like bigger toys and the stinging was more prominent. He really enjoyed it when there was a slight pain and when it was bearable and he got turned on when Louis slapped him once, but hearing it from Louis made it even more realistic and he felt embarrassed.

"Did you ever feel pleasure when you were hurting?" Louis asked more specific.

"O-only when w-we were doing t-things." Harry stammered out. He gulped when he saw that Louis' pupils got bigger and his eyes got darker within seconds.

"Give me an example." Louis demanded.

"Uhm, I liked it when you pinched my nipples so hard that they were throbbing for the whole day a-and when you forbid me to cum and I had to wear the cock ring for hours...a-and when you spanked me." Harry said slowly not breaking eye contact with Louis whose eyes were almost pitch black now as Harry talked. He seemed to think about something and slightly shook his head. He still quite couldn't believe it, but he needed to be sure. Those things weren't necessarily signs for a pain kink, so he had to test it out.