A/N hello hi, this update is vv small compared to usual. i've had more band/marching band stuff, dance, homework, cooking, and cleaning than usual this week so i haven't had much time to write. but i tried :))
i attempted at fluff for probably the first time since novemeber... i don't know how to feel abt it, i hope you guys like it tho.
i've been in a lowkey ed sheeran af mood bc last wednseday it was a yr since i saw him. and i used to be so in love with him but i grew out of it ig and i wanna get back.. so the song for this chap is firefly off of one of his older eps, it's one of my fav fluff songs.
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"Are we gonna take our time with Brook?" Harry asks Louis as they walk into the living room, out of the garage. Harry carrying two bags with a dildo, a buttplug (yes, with the remote), leather handcuffs, and a co.ck ring (Louis may have bought that without Harry knowing...but he knows in the end Harry'll like it). And Louis with the drill in his hand.
"Yeah," Louis nods, heading towards the stairs, "let's just make him bleed out."
"That sounds fun." Harry smiles to Louis, his face showing pure joy. Both of the couple so incredibly excited.
"Then after that, we can fool around a bit." Louis bites his lip, turning to Harry he wraps his arms around him. Dropping the heavy drill onto the rug with a large thump, smiling as Harry drops the bags as well. Wrapping his arms around Louis in return.
"I'd like that, daddy." He lightly breathes out with hooded eyes, leaning down to press a kiss to Louis' lips. Groaning as Louis runs his hands down his back, squeezing Harry's as.s.
"Tell daddy what you want." He whispers against Harry's lips, smiling as Harry subconsciously moves his hips forward.
"I want you to tie me up, daddy." Harry barely breathes out, "I want you to do whatever you want to me." He continues, a little whimper escaping his mouth.
"Yeah baby? You want daddy to get himself off using you?" Louis questions with a smile on his face, observing Harry's blissed out expression. A lip already red from all of the biting it's experiencing, lust filled eyes barely open, a head lolling around. "Answer me, Harry." Louis says with a stern voice, frowning when he gets no reply.
However, before Louis can say anything else the sound of the doorbell ringing jolts them away from each other. With wide eyes they look to it, at the other end of the hall.
"Who do you think it is?" Harry asks Louis, straightening out his T-shirt he returns to the way he looked before the couple kissed.
"I don't know." Louis shrugs, biting his finger nail. You see, the two never get people at their house other than Liam, Niall, and Kaitie. And those three don't knock, they just walk in.
Louis takes a breath before walking around Harry and towards the door. Without a second thought Louis swings the door open, trying to push his paranoria out of his mind that they're about to get caught. Because being a killer with all of the other shit Louis feels - that can cause some paranoria.
A girl with pink hair stands before him, she's short (for once, shorter than him!) about 5'2 maybe. She looks to him, a black lip ring on her lip. "Hi, I'm Elizabeth." She offers him her hand, all Louis can do is stare at it. He's never had someone knock on their door, let alone introduce themselves. Louis doesn't usually deal with meeting new people either, if, by a very small chance, they meet someone new, Harry is the one to meet them and do the formalities. Then introduce Louis.
"Lou?" Louis hears Harry's questioning voice. Shaking his head he reverts back to reality, looking to his boyfriend and back to Elizabeth.
"Well, hi." Harry offers, stepping to the side of Louis in the doorway. Understanding Louis doesn't know what to do. "I'm Harry." He smiles, taking her out stretched hand.
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