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

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When Louis came home from work early today it was quiet in the house. He didn't want to call for Harry in case he was sleeping, so after he had gotten rid of his coat and his bag he made his way upstairs to look for him. He silently opened the bedroom door and as he had already guessed it Harry was laying in bed sleeping peacefully. Louis smiled to himself before he turned around and walked to Charlie's room opposite of the bedroom which he found empty. He frowned and quickly looked at his phone to see the time when it dawned him. Maria was supposed to be over so she had probably gone out for a walk with the boy.

Louis went back to the bedroom and tip toed through the room to take a shower. When he successfully closed the door without waking Harry up he stripped out of his suit which he carelessly threw on the floor before he stepped into the cabin and turned on the water.

"Oh yes." He sighed out contently when the hot water hit his stiff body. He was working a lot lately and every fiber in his body was tense, not only from showing his clients their potential new houses, but also because of his therapy and his abstinence from any sexual activities for almost two months now which bothered him more than he wanted to admit.

Louis tried to remember when him and Harry last had sex, but it was impossible for him to tell the exact date. If he had to guess he'd say it was about two weeks before the birth which was too long for him to handle. Just thinking about feeling Harry like this his dick twitched and when he looked down on himself he saw himself hardening. He contemplated to just take a cold shower to cool down, but decided against it and his hand automatically wandered down and when it wrapped around his member a heatwave shot through his body and gathered together in his lower stomach.

He started moving his hand up and down his shaft closing his eyes at the sensational feeling.

"Fuck." He groaned when he picked up his pace a bit and tightened his grip to get more friction. The hot water that was raining down on him made it even more sensual and he knew he wasn't going to last long.

Suddenly the door was ripped open and Louis froze and his head snapped over to where the noise was coming from. Harry was standing in the doorway gawking at Louis with wide tired eyes.

"S-sorry." Harry rushed out with crimson red cheeks as he tried to avert his eyes but he just couldn't tear them off Louis' dick in his hand.

"You really have a talent disturbing me during my wanking sessions in the shower, huh?" Louis asked casually after the first shock. He let go of his dick before he grabbed the shower gel and turned off the water. 

"In my defense I didn't know you were home already and I just wanted to take a quick shower before Maria comes home with Charlie." Harry said while rubbing the sleep off his eye.

"What are you waiting for then?" Louis asked. Harry's eyes grew wide and he quickly shook his head.

"Uh, n-no. I just...you know...I t-take a shower l-later. I, uhm, I go and prep-prepare dinner. Yes, right. I just...yeah...make some...uh...dinner." Harry stammered nervously looking everywhere but at Louis.

Louis frowned. He hadn't heard Harry stutter like that for over a year now. Then reality hit him.

"Come here for a second, baby." He said softly, completely ignoring that his body was coated in soap as he opened the shower door and extended his hand out. Harry looked at him confused but made two hesitant steps in his direction before he took his wet hand. With his other hand Louis brushed a curl out of Harry's face as he stood in front of him. "Darling, I know you're insecure about your body and I would never ever push you to do anything, but I want you to know that you are the definition of perfection in my eyes and you don't have to feel that way in my presence, okay?"