Dominant Louis
Submissive ZaynThe dominant was sitting behind his desk, in his office, while his submissive was kneeling in the corner.
"Are you ready to explain to me why you decided it was smart to go out, get high as a kite, and vandalize a building?" Louis asked as he sat back and kicked his feet up on the desk.
"Because I fucking can," Zayn mumbled.
"Excuse you?!"
"I'm sorry are you deaf? Is your old age affecting you that much."
"Y'know, I could've easily left your ass to rot in jail," Louis pointed out as he lit a cigarette.
"Yet you didn't."
"You are correct. I didn't. But seeing how you are behaving I should have."
"Yet you didn't," Zayn repeated, turning around to stare at his dominant.
"Instead of having you sit in jail, I'm going to make you wish I left you there. Get naked and then head downstairs. I'll be down shortly," Louis ordered as he took a long drag of his smoke.
The submissive stood up and walked over to the doorway. "Make me," he said before running off.
The dominant took his time finishing his cigarette. Slowly snubbing it out once he was done. The dominant silently walked into the kitchen, where he washed his hands. Wanting to rid them of the smell of cigarette smoke. Then and only then did he decide to go search for his submissive.
Louis silently walked throughout the second floor of the house, not being able to locate his Zayn. The dominant continued his silent search on the two lower levels, ultimately finding the submissive hidden inside a closet right next to his office.
"Make you? Huh," Louis stated as he picked up his submissive and carried him downstairs into their playroom. "Did you think I wasn't going to find you?"
"Well it did take you quite some time to, that old age must really be making you slow. I figured the closet next to your office would have been the first place you searched."
"Keep being sassy. It's not going to help you in the long run. Now do you want to take your clothes off or do I have to cut them off of you?" Louis questioned as he placed his submissive down on his own two feet.
"I'll take them off," Zayn responded as he began getting undressed.
"Good boy. When you are done, go face the cross," Louis ordered as he walked over to where he kept the toys.
The dominant grabbed a flogger, belt, a ball gag and lube before walking back over to his submissive.
"How many do you think you deserve?" Louis asked as he handed the flogger and belt to his submissive to hold. "And step up."
"Uh," Zayn trailed off as he stepped up, staring at the two implements in his hands. "However many you think I deserve sir."
"Looks like you're in for a long night then," Louis responded as he began cuffing Zayn's wrists and ankles to the cross
"But."
"Go on," Louis urged.
"That's not fair," Zayn whined. "I would have preferred sitting in jail then this shit."
*A/N:
Haii there!!!
Hope you guys liked this chapter.
Second part will be up next week. Then 2 more chapters in general, then I think I'll be done with this one shot book.
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Random question to interact with you all more: If Louis and Harry were actually in a relationship who do you think is the more dominant one?
My answer: Louis, without a doubt.Goal 10 votes and 10 comments.
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Our Three Daddies (One Shots)
FanfictionOne shots based off of my original idea for Our Three Daddies.