Like A Dream

Chapter 24

Harry was barely breathing, on all fours on the bed. He had gotten strict orders from his Doms — strip, get on all fours on the bed, wait patiently for an unsaid amount of time, and do not move an inch.

His heart was beating rapidly in excitement, unable to believe that this was finally happening. He had discussed it thoroughly with his Doms and it was decided — they were finally going to start some bondage.

Harry couldn't believe how much he had changed. Even months ago, he would have felt that being tied up even just a little was disgusting. Now, he liked the thought of it. He shivered a little when cool air washed over his naked, exposed body. There was a draft in the room.

He wondered when the Doms were coming back. How long did they plan to leave him like this? They knew how impatient he was! But maybe that was the point. To teach him some patience. He was tempted to get up and do something to keep himself occupied while waiting, but he knew that wouldn't end too well for him. He had been given clear, obvious instructions, and he was to follow them.

He had been so occupied in his thoughts that he jerked in surprise when a hand brushed over his spine, smoothing over his skin.

He turned his head and smiled upon seeing Niall beside him, running his fingers on his spine. "I didn't notice that you—" Harry was cut off when Niall clamped his hand over Harry's mouth, muffling Harry's words.

The Dom leaned forward, his warm breath causing Harry to shiver, and murmured silkily, "I don't believe you were given permission to speak." Then he drew his hand back, looking pleased when no other sound came out of Harry afterwards.

Harry wanted to slap himself — what was wrong with him? They had thoroughly discussed what would happen, and he'd already forgotten! Do not speak or make a sound until spoken to, he repeated Louis' words in his head. Do not speak or make a sound until spoken to.

"Good boy," Niall praised, a sly smirk on his face. "You're going to be good for us, yeah? You're not going to make a sound?" He raised an eyebrow in challenge, testing Harry, wanting to see if he'd risk answering.

Thankfully, Harry caught on. He simply stared at Niall with a grin on his face, dimpling. He was happy to make his Doms proud.

Before Niall could praise him further, the door opened and the other Doms entered. Harry blushed when he realized they were all fully clothed, wearing their jeans and t-shirts while he was fully naked. He didn't know why, but he liked it. It displayed their power difference a little more in the bedroom.

"Have you been good?" Zayn raised an eyebrow.

Harry didn't say anything, but he inevitably fidgeted in response. It was extremely difficult to stay still when his Doms were using their Dom voices and giving him praise and orders. It took a lot of willpower to obey.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around the girth of his cock, tugging forward. He let out a quiet squeak, then clamped his lips shut when the Doms gave him a stern look.

"No noises," Zayn reminded, tugging his curls. Harry's head was yanked back from the tug, and he closed his eyes in anticipation, licking his lips. It was no secret that he enjoyed having his hair pulled, even with it cut a little shorter now; however, it did take all his strength not to moan at the feeling.

There was a hand on the small of his back, seemingly for comfort, along with the hand in his hair and on his cock. He didn't know where Liam was, but he figured he had to be somewhere around here.

His question was answered when Liam spoke. "Colour? You may speak."

"Green," Harry breathed, swallowing.