Larry Ao3 smuts

You're my baby

Author: orphan_account

Tags:
Mpreg, Implied Mpreg, Nipple Play, Lactation Kink, Lactation, Anal Sex, Fingerfucking, larry stylinson - Freeform, Bottom Louis, harry really really likes louis' milk

Summary:
“I want to try something, Louis, I want to be fed from you, just like our son, and I want to suck that sweet milk of yours while I fuck you hard and give you my baby ‘juice’, again.”

Louis just had this…. aura that could attract any human being that came into contact with him; from his beautiful and high, yet angelic voice to his striking, yet soft cerulean eyes. Men and women… they all loved him.

And Harry- Harry loved his boyfriend so much. He hoped that their son would inherit both Louis’s personality and looks, because, well… no one can deny that Louis was perfect.

O…O…O…O…O

Call them cliché, but Louis and Harry’s first son’s name was ‘Harry Edward Styles, Jr’- or the second.

The baby looked so much like Harry that Louis thought it it would be ridiculous not to name their son after him. There was no trace of Louis on Harry Jr’s face; his eyes were green, his hair was curly, his lips were pouty pink, just like his father’s.

Maybe Louis had a weird obsession with the term ‘Like Father, Like Son’ and Harry had the feeling that Louis going to say those words to a lot of people, too.

“If we’re going to name him after me, what are we going to call him, Lou?” asked Harry when Louis was sitting on their bed, his back rested on the headboard as he fed his son.

Harry tried his best not to stare at the way his baby’s lips wrapped around Louis’s swollen and pink nipple.

Louis didn’t look up, he kept staring at the little bundle in his arms with a stupid smile on his face “I don’t know… what about H.J?”

“H.J?”

“Yeah, you know… it stands for Harry Junior. I mean, I can’t really call him Harry since it will confuse both you and him later.” Louis said, his right hand was rubbing H.J’s ear softly, Anne said that it helps to increase the baby’s appetite. Harry cackled when he had heard that, he thought it was the stupidest thing that he had ever learnt. Surely just rubbing a baby’s ear wouldn’t be enough to make him or her want to eat? Harry’s laughter stopped when he received glares from his mother, Jay, and Louis. It was unspoken, but Harry knew what those glares meant, ‘if you’re not the one with the baby you don’t know anything’.

Harry nodded in agreement as he walked to the bed, smiling at the sight before him. He couldn’t believe that he finally had a family; he had a son, for God’s sake! He, a nineteen year old boy from Holmes Chapel, had helped his boyfriend create a baby. That beautiful bundle in Louis’s arms was a part of him, and the fact that his son looked exactlylike him made Harry want to scream and kiss Jesus for giving him these perfections.

A sound from the bed snapped Harry out of his thoughts, and he frowned when he saw Louis standing and walking to the door with H.J still on his arms.

“Where are you going?” Harry asked.

Louis looked up at Harry and smiled fondly. “To his room, love… I think this little guy is full; he keeps yawning and yawning.” He said and leaned down to kiss his son’s forehead, H.J let out a pleasant sound at the feeling of his daddy’s soft lips on his forehead.

Harry smirked when an image flashed into his mind, he walked to Louis and kissed his forehead, softly, felt it was a bit sweaty from the summer’s heat. Harry then bent down and pecked his son’s cheek. “You’re sleepy aren’t you, little guy?” asked Harry as he nuzzled his nose, his curls falling down making H.J giggle delightfully because they tickled him.