amirite 👀 ugh I need to write this I hope it's okay BC I'm writing this in my science class lmao
contains; Bondage/Daddy kink/Overstimulation
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Harry was ready.
No he wasn't.
He wasn't scared.
Yes he was.
He could do this.
He took a deep breath and placed his hand on the door.
All he needed to do was talk to his boss.
His gorgeous, beautiful boss..who kissed him on Saturday.
He kissed him...and those lips...
"I can't do this."
The door opened anyways, sending him flying forward and into the office.
"U-uh, sorry, Mr. T-Tomlinson," he mumbled, avoiding eye contact with his new boss.
"Oh, Harry, please sit." Harry shook his head.
"I don't think...I think this b-business relationship is compromised, s-sir, after the...the p-party."
Mr. Tomlinson laughed heartily, scaring Harry a little.
"Oh please, I could have done far worse than simply kiss you, Styles. Much, much worse."
Harry gulped. "S-sir?" Louis promptly moaned, throwing his head back.
"I love when you call me that. Sounds beautiful coming out of those lips of yours."
Louis leaned over the desk and undid Harry's first few buttons. "Come here."
Harry wobbled over shakily, not sure what was expected of him.
"Hmm...you think our business relationship is compromised now? Just you wait." Louis chuckled, bringing Harry's face to his.
"Sir?"
Their lips collided, tongues exploring each other's mouths as Harry climbed onto his boss' lap.
"Do you want me to touch you, baby?" Harry nodded, because duh, he wants Louis to touch him, who wouldn't?
"Say it. Tell me."
"Please, Mr. Tomlinson, I need you to touch me, I need your hand around my cock," Harry begged prettily, his pink lips encasing every word.
"Please, Harry, there's no need to call me Mr. Tomlinson!"
Harry sighed, because that would be super fucking annoying.
"Call me daddy," Louis whispered in his ear, and Harry froze. Shit.
"Y-yes, daddy."
Louis smirked to himself. Gotcha, he thought.
"Now, baby, I'm going to try out some of my toys on you. Tell me when to stop, okay?"
Harry nodded, practically terrified for his life.
"Undress, everything but the tie."
Harry wasn't sure how he was supposed to do that, but he wouldn't dare upset Louis.
So he removed his jacket and loosened his tie a little bit, to the point that it's off the collar but on his neck.
The buttons come undone, both on shirt and pants, until he's left in his boxers, socks, and tie. He took off his socks and blushed as he pulls down the band of his boxers.
Louis let out a guttural noise, pulling Harry's tie so he's forced towards him.
"I hope you're ready for this."
And God, was Harry ready. For the first time since he walked in this door, he felt like he could do anything.
Louis slowly wrapped a hand around Harry's base, his thumb spreading precum along his head.
Harry shuddered.
"Oh, does baby like that?" Harry nodded rapidly. Louis squeezed him softly. "Words, baby."
"Yeah, daddy, I love it," he moaned. Louis nodded appreciatively.
"That's what I thought."
His hand moved roughly up and down Harry's member, emitting moans from his mouth like there's no tomorrow.
"Sound so pretty, baby, you sound like an angel," Louis growled, making Harry jerk up in his hand.
"Stay still. Don't want to get a punishment so early on, do we?"
"No, sir."
This continued for a while, Harry moaning and whimpering as Louis pleasured him ever so torturously slow, pushing him to the edge.
"Can you cum for me, baby? Come on, I know you can do it."
Harry's body shook as he released all over himself, careful not to get any on Louis' expensive clothing.
"Good. Now, baby, I have a challenge. I have a meeting in two minutes, and I want to know how far I can push you throughout the meeting without being here. Are you willing to accept my challenge?"
Harry nodded, willing to do anything for this gorgeous older man.
"Under my desk."
Harry crawled under, Louis getting things out of his locked drawer.
In his hands were a rope, a leather belt, a silk scarf, a ball gag, and...oh god, a vibrator.
Harry was officially terrified.
Louis got on his knees in front of Harry, pulling his tie tightly around his neck. He handed Harry the vibrator and turned it on high.
"You know what to do."
Harry was handed some lube and he shook as he managed to push the dildo up his ass, his hole left stinging ever so bittersweetly.
"Good boy." Harry moaned loudly as the vibrator massaged his prostate, and Louis tied the leather belt on Harry's wrists so they were pinned to his back.
"Open up, baby." Harry opened his pretty pink lips and the ball gag was fastened, the silk scarf placed around his eyes.
"And last, but not least..." Harry felt the rough rope being tied around his body several times, making him balance on his feet.
He shook relentlessly as he felt another orgasm hit him, and then a kiss being pressed on his head.
"I'll be back in an hour, lovely."
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yOoooo. there's probably gonna be a part two because holy shit that took me like an hour and a half to write wtf
so anyways, hope you like it. There might be some MPREG!harry or MPREG!louis at some point for fluff purposes, but there will definitely be the baby making part of it ;;;)))
enjoy!
-Lexi
