Harry followed Louis like a lost puppy, from their bedroom to their bathroom, from their bathroom to their dressing room and back into their bedroom, sulking and pouting, the deep frown creases between his eyes pulling his eyebrows together as Louis got ready for work. Louis stopped in front of the full length mirror to put on his tie and Harry stood behind him. Louis smiled at him through the mirror. Harry really did look like a lost fluffy puppy! His hair was growing out and his curls where flying in every direction, his green eyes pleading and lips pouting.
'Harry,' Louis said fondly, 'no amount of pouting, scowling or frowning on your behalf will make me change my mind. I AM going to work TODAY. End of,' he said, putting a stern emphasis on the words work and today. Harry pouted harder, his lips jutting out and Louis fonded harder.
'It's still not time for you to go back to work. You need to rest,' Harry argued.
'It's been three weeks baby,' Louis told him calmly trying to reason with him.
'Exactly!' Harry countered. 'Too early. You need more time. ' Louis sighed. He was highly endeared by his boyfriend.
'I've taken enough time off already sweetheart,' he reasoned with him as he put on his cuff links. 'I'm better now.' Louis pecked his lips as he walked past him and entered the bathroom.
'But your wrist,' Harry pointed out as he followed him into the bathroom. Louis chuckled because his baby was being awfully cute.
'My wrist is well healed Harry you know that. I have been cleared and declared fit for work mentally and physically so your point here is mute.' He pecked his pouting lips again as he walked back into the bedroom, Harry right on his heels.
'But Louis,' Harry whined.
'No buts Harry. I have to go to work,' Louis told him.
'Louis!!!' Harry whined, his pout and frown growing deeper. Louis turned away from the mirror, kissed his lips again and walked into the dressing room to choose a pair of shoes. Harry followed him.
'Stop pouting unless you want me to punish you,' Louis warned him playfully as he sat down in the chair to put on his socks and shoes. Harry kneeled beside him and looked up at him, looking ever like the good submissive that he was even though he was not doing it on purpose,but then again, Harry was a natural sub.
'Will punishing me make you stay here with me?' Harry asked him hopefully.Louis grinned at him.
'Nope,'he said popping the P and placing another kiss on his boy's pouting lips. 'But if you don't stop this attitude right now, I will punish you later and I won't go easy on you because you are being a right little shit,' Louis told him in a deep husky voice laced with lust and need. Harry felt Louis' words travel down his spine straight to his groin. Harry looked up at Louis from beneath lowered lashes and batted them at him.
'Sir, I misbehaved. I deserve to be punished,' Harry whispered seductively and Louis felt on the edge of losing his control, not bothering with work but pull Harry across his lap and give him a right good spanking which will prohibit him from sitting down for a few days but if he entertained that idea for any longer, he was going to be late for work. Louis tried to give him a stern look but he ended up caressing his cheek.
'I'll deal with you when I get back from work,' he told him as he got up and went to retrieve his watch off the dresser. Harry sat back on his heels and huffed. Louis looked at him sitting there on his heels,head down, shoulders slumped. He understood that Harry was worried about him but life had to go on. Louis let him sit there for a bit and when he was done dressing himself, he walked back to the chair and sat down again. He ran his hand lovingly over his curls.
