Daddy's Darling // lirry

Chapter Twenty Two (!)

*literally 1000+ words of smut*

"Oh, hi, Mister Payne. How can I help you?" Lindsay, Liam's assistant asks Harry as he walks out of the elevator onto Liam's floor.

"Hi, Lindsay," Harry says, rubbing his belly. "I'm here to eat lunch with Liam. Is he busy?"

"He's on the phone, but you can go ahead in."

"Thank you, Lindsay," Harry says, opening the door to Liam's office.

When he walks in, Liam looks up from where he picking at his nails, the other hand holding the phone to his ear. He smiles at Harry, holding up a finger to tell him he'll be done in a minute before Harry sits down in one of the chairs across from him.

After Harry listens to Liam argue about some hot new artist with whoever he's talking to on the phone, for about ten minutes, he starts to get irritated and impatient. He decides to snoop around, looking through Liam's award and platinum records. He sees a few pictures, some of himself, some of Niall, some of the three of them, one of a sonogram, which makes him smile and run a hand over his belly.

At least ten more minutes later, when Harry has read a chapter of something on Liam's shelf, he gets really impatient. And horny. Which is what makes him sit on the edge of Liam's desk, staring at him intently.

"Listen, Mister Walker, I realize that you would like to sign this person, but I just don't see them working out for the company. Why waste money on someone who's not that great?" Liam looks at Harry and rolls his eyes when the person, Mister Walker, responds.

Harry pouts, but Liam just looks away and writes something down. Harry lets out a heavy sigh and starts kicking his feet against the desk, only stopping when Liam puts a hand on his thigh.

Harry sighs again, and with a groan, he very carefully slides down to the floor and gets between Liam's legs as best as he can. When Liam looks down, he has an eyebrow lifted and questioning look on his face.

He shuffles forward and runs his hands up and down Liam's thighs before he places his hands over Liam's d.ick and starts palming him. Liam shoots forward, nearly hitting Harry in the face as he lets out a squeak. Harry can hear Mister Walker asking if Liam is okay, which makes Harry chuckle and push Liam back into his chair.

Harry winks at Liam before he leans forward to unbuckle Liam's belt, then he pops the buttons on his dress pants. Before he can get the zipper down, though, Liam is frantically pushing his hands away and giving him a stern look.

Harry only shrugs his shoulders before he gets the zipper down and forcefully pulls Liam's pants and boxers off. He grabs Liam's half hard dick and strokes it a little nearly getting it to its full girth. Harry, sadly, realizes that he can't blow Liam because of his huge stomach in the way, which makes him pout so he just continues to stroke Liam.

"Listen, Mister Walker, I'm really sorry but something came up. I have to go, 'kay, thanks, bye," Harry hears Liam say before he slams the phone on his desk and lets out a loud moan. "Harry, what the fuck?" He asks, running a hand through Harry's hair.

"You were making me very upset," Harry pouts, looking into Liam's eyes. "You don't even have time for your own hubby when he comes to eat lunch with you. I wanna suck you but I can't," Harry pouts even more.