Tags/Warnings: Top/Dom Louis, Bottom/Sub Harry, Slight BDSM, Daddy kink, Spanking, Fluff
Summary: so I actually based this off a clip I saw from 2015 (?), and I'll try to find the link if I can and drop it here, but yeah, basically louis gets jealous after harry shakes his ass on stage but restrains himself.....until later
"Lou? Lou?" Harry heard the water turn off, and a few minutes later, Louis emerged from the bathroom wearing sweatpants and towel drying his hair.
"Hey, what is it?"
"Nothing, I was just wondering where you were. Why'd you shower without me?" he pouted, flopping onto the bed.
"Just needed a quick one. It was cold, anyway," Louis laughed, throwing his towel at Harry, who squealed and batted it away.
"Cold?"
"Yeah."
"How come?" Harry asked, sitting up.
"What? You really have the nerve to be asking that question after that stunt you pulled on stage?" Louis scoffed, his eyebrows raised.
"Was it too much for you, old man?" Harry smirked, thinking about how he popped his hip and shook his ass a little, making the crowd scream.
He stood and walked over to Louis.
"You didn't have to take a cold shower, Lou," he said in a softer voice, draping his arms around the back of Louis' neck.
"I know, but I figured you'd be tired," Louis sighed, his arms automatically wrapping around Harry's waist to hold him there.
"Never too tired for you," Harry frowned, burying his face into Louis' neck and lightly kissing on the skin there. Louis hugged him tighter, and Harry melted into the older's embrace.
"I know, baby. Maybe tomorrow, okay?"
"Fine," he said, exasperated.
"Go get ready for bed, darling," Louis told him, nudging him towards the bathroom. He got under the covers while he waited for Harry to be done, scrolling through his phone.
"Ready!" Harry exclaimed in a 'ta-da' fashion, jumping out of the bathroom and striking a pose.
"Very nice, love," Louis grinned, setting his phone on the nightstand and holding his arms out to get Harry into bed.
Harry shuffled over in his plaid pants and graphic tee, climbing into bed and Louis' arms. They snuggled down under the covers, and Louis lay on his back, Harry curled into his side with one leg thrown over his torso.
"I love you," he whispered quietly, as if it was a secret. A secret only Louis knew and could ever know, something he could tuck away in his heart and hide for the rest of eternity.
"I love you too, baby," Louis murmured, pressing a kiss to his boy's forehead.
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"Mmmmmmmmmm."
Louis unconsciously let out a breathy moan, still half asleep. He was just beginning to wake up, feeling something hot and wet sucking on his cock. He moaned again and opened one eye, seeing Harry take him down to the base again, his sweatpants and boxers pulled down to his thighs. As much as Louis was enjoying it, he had to remind Harry who was in control. He reached down and fisted some of Harry's curls in one hand, yanking him up to eye level. Harry let out a gasp and mewled at the pain in his scalp.
