Daddy as Fuck

1.5

I want to apologize for the last chapter because I wrote the entire smut and more!!! but damn Wattpad deleted it like the little bitch it is so

~Continuation from last chapter~

"I told you not to speak. I will fuck you now, but too bad you can't make no sounds I planned to allow," Harry spoke as he lubed himself up and pushed quickly into Louis, who screamed out, noise muffled by the scarf.

It felt so good and only Harry could do that to him.

Harry's hands cupped Louis's cheeks lovingly. "Good boy, taking Daddy so well," he cooed. Louis nodded furiously.

Yes, yes, I'm a good boy for you, he thought, clenching around Harry, letting out a dry sob into the scarf.

"This is why you don't leave Daddy hard," Harry said and the realization hit Louis like a brick. He wanted to tell Harry, no, it's not like that! because it wasn't like that. He wanted to tell Harry about his feelings and how he wanted Harry to be his boyfriend and how he wanted to go on an actual date as an actual couple to Niall and Liam's wedding.

It was all a bit much.

"Harry," he tried to say as the lad began to fuck him and Louis cried but he felt so good because Harry was so good to him.

He wanted to beg Harry to stop this, to just make love to him instead but Harry was merely his fuck buddy.

"So tight," Harry grunted and Louis gave a small whimper as Harry found Louis's prostate, fucking into it. Louis just laid there and took it.

Harry suddenly grabbed Louis's cock and pumped him to a release. Harry thrust a bit more erratically before coming into Louis, groaning.

Louis's body was exhausted. Harry untied him and unmuffled before asking if he was okay. Louis nodded warily and Harry helped the boy shower, washing Louis's hair and being gentle.

Louis was ready to spill his emotions into the echoing walls of the washroom.

"Harry," he said faintly and the older lad shook his head, rubbed Louis's hips, and pulled him in for a kiss.

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The next two months were a blur of sleeping with Harry and working his arse off. Liam and Niall's wedding was three weeks away and, although excited, Louis was stressed out about his relationship problems.

Unlike him, Luke was now happily in a relationship with Jesy. They were sickingly cute and Louis sort of hated it. He'd been to sheepish to tell Harry of his real feeling but everyone seemed to tell that Louis wanted more from Harry- everyone knew except Harry.

Even Harry's best mate, Zayn, knew, and Louis liked Zayn for the most part, but he didn't like the smug smiles and occasional winks Zayn would give him whenever Harry would lick into Louis mouth or rub his thighs in front of Zayn.

Louis didn't mind public affection because him and Harry were friends, really, but it was still tough for him to have sex with Harry. That wasn't working out well.

By the time another week had passed of Louis and Harry fucking at least twice every day, Louis decided he was done. He would tell Harry how he felt.