Larry smut

I'll Make Sure To Call You Mine

⚠️by an orphan_account on ao3

⚠️summary:

Louis and Harry have always been kinky, that's not a secret.
It's Louis' birthday and Harry has come over to his family's house to celebrate. When Louis' parents and sisters go to sleep, Harry and Louis have some fun.

or the one where Louis has an extreme daddy kink

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It was no secret that Louis and Harry were kinky.

There were several times where Liam would wake up in the middle of the night to hear Louis crying from the next hotel room and immediately rushed over to make sure he was okay. He'd knock on the door and Harry would answer, hair all over the place, bruises scattered across his skin, and sweat pants thrown on last second. Liam would ask what happened and Louis would appear from around the corner looking just as a mess. The three would part goodnight but as Liam was about to turn and leave, he would notice Louis turning to walk deeper into the room with his sweatpants just as low, and his ass marked with red hand prints. Oh.

The amount of times Niall had called Harry and Louis up to grab a beer or get something to eat was many. The amount of times they had turned him down was 99% of the time. And if Niall noticed Louis rubbing his wrists constantly the next day, he wouldn't say anything. By now, he understands that Louis really enjoys being tied up.

If Zayn could keep count of how many times he's accidentally seen Louis' clothes shift then he'd be lost. It's not that he minds really, everyone's seen each other naked before. But it's the fact that Louis isn't naked. It's just that Zayn may or may not be used to what he sees just yet. So when Louis' jeans slide down when their playing fifa or when his shirt rides up when they're messing around with a football, he tries to ignore the pretty-colored lace that sits on his best friend's bum.

But when you put it all together, the spanking, the bondage, the pace, it adds up to Louis' absolute favorite thing. When he had first told Harry that he was into that sorta thing, he was extremely nervous what Harry would think. Considering Louis was an extreme family man and still called his parents by "Mummy" and "Daddy", he felt as though Harry would give him the strangest look, get up, and leave him.

It didn't go like that at all.

The conversation popped up when the two were in bed, Louis was naked side from his boxers and Harry still had his jeans on, belt unbuckled. Harry was pressing kisses to Louis' neck, and kept bringing him closer.

"Harry?" Louis finally asked in a tiny voice. Harry moved his lips up to Louis' jawline.

"Yeah, babe?"

"You know how you said that I can tell you any kinks I have and you won't judge me?" Harry chuckled against Louis' skin and nodded.

"Yes, darling, I do remember."

"Well," Louis began. He swallowed the thick lump in his throat and came right out with it, "I want to call you my daddy."

He felt Harry's lips pause on his jaw. He could've sworn he was about to feel one less person occupy the bed. Instead, he got pushed down onto the mattress.

"That's so fucking hot. Louis, shit, yes call me that, baby."

So he did.