"You're mine. No matter what, you're fucking mine forever, do you hear me?!" I yell at Louis as I fuck into him furiously.
"Yes daddy! All yours. My ass. My cock. My heart. You own them. They're yours" he replies in a whimpering voice.
I let a growl form in the back of my throat. I need to hear this. We agreed we both do. It's the only way we're going to be able to tone our shit down when Harry and Dom come home tomorrow.
"I'm so fucking obsessed with you, Matt Rife. Two months alone wasn't enough. Nothing will ever be! I can't wait to see them but I don't want to stop being what we are!" he says, panting.
"You need to talk to me. As often as you can. Please, daddy. Please. I know we have to keep it pulled back, but don't stop talking to me with your eyes. It'll kill me" he whines.
It sounds like we're being super dramatic because we are. That's what we agreed to do. Be completely open with each other, get all of the secret feelings out at once.
"I will, baby. We can't hurt them. I know we both feel the same about that. I don't want to do anything to hurt them, but I don't want to pretend. I know we have to..."
"But I don't want to pretend these haven't been some of the 2 best months of my life. Getting to know you. Just you. Getting to know him through you..." I say, sweating and panting.
"Any time they're both distracted, either with each other, or any fucking thing else..." I continue. "You look at me. You fucking look at me whether you want to say anything or not..."
"Whether you want to hear from me or not. You look to see if I'm saying something. Promise me right now. Promise with everything you have that you'll always try to look at me. Even if it's super risky. Promise me now you'll try to check. If you can't, you can't. We've both been there. But if you can, you fucking better. Got that, you stupid slut?!" I say sweetly, before it morphs into an angry yell.
"I promise. I promise you that without hesitation baby. I always try to. I'll try even harder" he says, he thrusts himself into my cock and groans with adoration. "I'm getting so close daddy. God fucking damnit. I can't get enough of your magic cock!" He yells.
"I love you so much it hurts Lou. I fucking...need you. I'm gonna cum. Cum for daddy, baby. God you're so fucking tight!" I say between heavy breaths.
"Woah, oh my god. Oh my god I am! I love you! Don't forget me when he comes back please! Please don't love him more..." he whines before a series of long, decadent moans come out.
"Never baby. I couldn't possibly forget you. You're on my mind. All the time. Can't get enough. Impossible. I. Love. You. Lou." I whimper before I cum inside of him violently.
I collapse on top of him. We're upstairs in the master bedroom. I roll myself over and sprawl out in Harry's spot. A surge of adrenaline courses through my body.
Harry's coming home tomorrow. Dom too. I'm so fucking excited to see both of them, but my throat gets white hot at the thought of how good it's going to feel to be with Harry again. I've missed him so much.
The distance has been good for us. We started out hot and heavy. Not being able to touch him for so long has me in actual withdrawals that won't go away until his lips are on mine.
"That was so fucking good" Louis says, still catching his breath. "I'm saying this now and it's not to be repeated. I need to get it out so I don't slip up with one of them" he tells me. I just nod and wait for him to speak.
"I've never been attracted to another person the way I am to you. Not even Haz. Beautiful. Perfect as he is. Absolute majestic Greek god..." he says. I can't pretend to fight my smile. I'm so smitten.
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Round Three
FanfictionAfter two months apart, Matt, Louis, Harry, and Dom are back in LA. When they reunite, they have more time together than ever before. Ready for 3 months of debauchery, the four men soon realize that their connection has deepened in incomprehensible...