Somebody's Child

~ T H I R T Y ~

A few weeks later we sold the house in Canada and moved across the world to a small island. It was beautiful here. The water was crystal blue, the sun shining and it was just us here. No one else.

We were close to the mainland though where we could boat to so we could get groceries and other things we needed. Phoenix has been asking why we moved but I couldn't tell her the reason why because I didn't want to scare her at only 3 years old.

Harry was starting to plan our wedding like a mad man. He would stay up late every night to go over everything 100 times. I could tell he was super excited to get married to me, and I was excited to marry him as well. I feel love for him, and only him. No one else.

I smiled as I stood in the doorway and watched him write things down. He had a pen behind his ear, a pencil in his hand and a marker in his mouth. "Hey love?" I asked and he jumped.

I walked in and closed the door behind me. "I was hoping you could take a little break." I said as I sat in his lap, my cock hard and pressed up against his leg.

He groaned as he took the marker out of his mouth. "But Lou-" he moaned as I laid him back gently, re attaching our lips together again.

"I want to try something different today. I want to use a vibrator today. I picked it up special for you." I said going to the drawer and getting the still sealed box, which displayed a hot pink vibrator.

"Only if you want to love." I added sitting back down. His cheeks turned crimson red and he nodded. "Okay- just please don't hurt me." He said softly. I kissed his forehead and laid down beside him. "I'd never hurt you love."

"And please- can you use lube on it? As much as I like going raw, it's new and will probably burn if it's dry." He said smiling a bit. I nodded as I ran my hands over his face softly, leaning closer and closer into him as I pressed my lips against his delicate skin and started kissing up and down his chest.

The free hand at the band of his pants reached under the pillow and pulled a bottle of lube out. I recognized it as my favourite kind, the watermelon flavoured one, and the temptation to eat him out right then and there welled up in me.

With a light groan I got on my knees, pushing Harry's underwear to the side. Harry heard, rather than saw the tube being opened, a soft snick! sounding through the room. He reached back with slicked up fingers, stroking himself before pushing in with a finger, and I watched as he clenched around the finger, bottom flushed as he spread himself open.

Adding another finger almost immediately, Harry let out a soft whimper while plunging into himself, past the knuckles. He took his time, working up to a three and whining.
I had focused all of my attention on Harry's fucked out hole, to the point where it was jarring when Harry abruptly pulled his fingers out.

I was about to let out grumbles of displeasure when Harry pulled out the ribbed, hot pink vibrator, the thick toy, from out of the box. I was going to read the instructions but before I could Harry was tossing a remote at me.

I fumbled with it, watching as Harry eased it in his ass with an audible intake of breath. "Fuck," I whispered as I took in the sight of his crimson bum stretched around the vibrator, him palming his crotch with a rough hand.

"Baby. Turn it on," Harry begged, squirming and wiggling under his gaze. I chuckled and immediately switched it on, pushing it to the near highest setting. Harry lurched forward with a cry, shaking and white-knuckling the sheets. But he took it, never uttering the safe word, instead crying out as tremors wracked his body almost violently.

I reached forward, groping his bum, then brushing a finger over the base so I could feel the powerful pulsing, the slight drone of it carrying. "Doing so good for me, love, always doing such a good job for me."

I made sure Harry could hear the awe and appreciation in my voice. "Mmph." His green eyes were glassy from pleasure and brimming with more tears poised to follow the ones already running down his ruddy cheeks.

"Think you can cum with just the toy for daddy?" I asked as I pushed the toy further up into his ass. He let out a scream and I knew that's when I found his spot. I let go, immediately putting it back to his spot again. He whined as he nodded.

"Words princess, use your words." I coo'd him, as I held it there. I knew it was penetrating his spot well with the lack of words he was speaking. "Y-yes daddy-" he moaned in one breath.

I smiled as I once again grabbed his ass and this time I buried my face in it, my teeth nibbling around his puffy pink hole as the toy destroyed his prostate. I could hear Harry breathe heavily and moans escape his mouth as I went harder.

In a matter of a few minutes, Harry was cumming all over the place and I backed away, smiling as I saw his face. His perfect orgasm face as he came from only the toy.

When he had finished, I turned the toy off and slowly took it out, seeing how stretched it left Harry's ass. I bit my lip before bending over and kissing his swollen hole. "You're such a good boy for me love." I say as I kiss up his back, to his shoulder.

"Now why don't I help you clean up, then we can plan some of the wedding together?" I asked and he looked at me smiling as he panted. I removed the curls that were stuck to his face from the sweat and rubbed his cheek with my thumb.

"Okay." He said, still panting. I picked him up and carried him to the washroom, and into the shower. We didn't spend too much time in there, just enough time to make sure we were all nice and clean.

Once we were both nice and clean, I got us 2 towels to dry off before we just put on boxers. We quickly changed the dirty bed sheets, throwing the dirty ones in the hamper and laid down on the bed.

"So love, what have you got so far?" I asked looking at his wedding book. "Okay so I'm thinking for colours, we can do blue-green." He said smirking. "Ah I see what you did there- fookin sneaky lad" I chuckled.

Harry stuck out his tongue and giggled. "Is there a theme? Or just the colours?" I asked. "Just the colours, but I want it glamorous. Like crystals and diamonds. Not real ones obviously but you know what I mean-" he said. As he talked I just saw the sparkle in his eyes and his smile that lit up the whole room.

I got lost in his dimples, not listening to anything until I heard the word 'airplane' then i snapped back to reality. "Hold on there, what did you just say? About an airplane?" I asked nervously.

"Oh I just said we could jump-" he started but my eyes widened and mouth stopped him "noooooooooope. That's a hard no. I'm sorry love. As much as I love you, I will not jump out of a plane for you. I'm sorry but my decision is final." I said defensively.

He just looked at me like I had 4 heads. "Wot. The hell are you talking about Louis? All I said was I wanted to take the private plane to our honeymoon spot- wot the-" he looked at me so confused.

I sighed in relief then laughed at myself. "Don't worry love, I'm sorry- so what else have you planned so far?" I asked, hoping he would just change the subject so I wouldn't have to explain myself.

He looked at me and smiled. "That's it." He said smiling. "Okay then I will help you with the cake. What flavour are we looking to have?" I asked. "Hmm I think we should just keep it simple. Vanilla with vanilla buttercream? Or marble cake with vanilla buttercream. I just don't like chocolate." He said and I nodded in agreement.

"I know love. I don't like chocolate either. But we could do the marble cake just so our guests can have 2 different flavours and it's not too boring." I chuckled. "Hey I'm not that boring." He said back to me. "No love, you are absolutely, One hundred percent, perfect." I said kissing him softly.