No Control (L.S BDSM)

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This chapter was edited the 19.02.2023

Louis William Tomlinson:

Gratefulness is what Christmas should be about, and what I'm opening my heart for this year. Where my heart has been closed for many years, someone walked into my life and warmed my heart with his kind soul full of happiness. It takes a lot of love to be able to love others and to see that what you are doing for others have a value. Therefore, I'm not just grateful for humans this year, but the development they have given me, so I can be the right one for them.

I wake up late this morning, the clock has already turned 10 am. I feel around in the bed with my hands and feet, feeling the emptiness beside me. Harry must've woken up already. The man loves Christmas of his whole heart. He is probably baking the last Christmas cookies or watching one of his favourite Christmas movies, not like we haven't already been having marathons a few times already this Christmas. Last night was our first in our new house, where I look forward to building a safe and loving environment for those who live here now, and for those who are yet to arrive in our world. Marco and Marion have gotten their own apartment in the right side of our house. It feels wonderful to keep those we are thankful for by our whole heart close.

"Good morning sir. And a happy birthday" Marion smiles as I walk downstairs to the kitchen in my morning robe with a pair of pyjamas pants on. Harry's Christmas star is shining big and bright in the windows. The snow is falling down from the heaven.

"Thank you so much. Have you seen my husband this morning?" I ask her not seeing Harry in the kitchen, nor the living room. With this big house it's going to be even harder to know exactly where he is. I might have to put a dog chip into his neck so I can see accurate where he is in the house. He could be swimming. He could be out in the garden. There are many possibilities, but I don't know the correct answer.

"No sorry, haven't seen him yet. I'm sure he is just doing his last preparations" she smiles gently counting to cook breakfast. It's not too many hours until our families start to arrive one by one for the Christmas holiday. Liam is taking Niall with him, and I invited Zayn and Jonas for the dinner as well. I can only hope those submissives can keep their moody and bratty sides away for the evening and behave.

"Breakfast in ten?" I ask Marion, and she nods. I walk around in the hallways in our house searching for my husband in each of the rooms, with no luck. I can't stop myself from picturing the future we are going to have within these walls. A Christmas into the future, star, Aster Louis Tomlinson is going to be sitting playing in this room with his toys, with the snow falling down outdoors. I can only imagine me and Harry out playing with him in the snow, building snowmen and brushing snow away from their noses. My heart beats faster and fills with warmth by the beautiful thought that not long ago would scare the shit out of me.

I find my way back to the kitchen and sit down on my chair, as Marion set the table with food. I send a text message to Harry: "Where are you? You are making me worried". I try to refresh multiple times hoping to get the "seen" coming up, but I don't get it. I brush the horrible feeling I have off my shoulders and ask both Marion, Marco, and Sophie to sit down around the table and enjoy some breakfast together with me. Christmas is about love and kindness, and even though they work for me, I have grown very fund of each of them.

"Mr. Tomlinson? Are you feeling alright?" Marco asks me from the other side of the table. I must've forgotten to eat or fidgeting to much with my hands or feet.

"I'm just a bit worried about Harry. I can't find him"

"Give him some calls, and I will try to look for any signs for him" Marco says finishing his last bite and leaving the table saying a quick 'thank you' to his wife.