Kitten Loves Cuddles [Larry Stylinson/L.S. Fan fiction/Mpreg]

Chapter 8

[A/N]: I wrote a new fan fiction and it's called "Therapy Sessions" it's a larry one and if you don't like it then I will delete it. I wrote the summary so if you like the idea then I will start writing. xx

The next day, Louis was done taking a shower, so he dried himself up, kept deodorant and brushed his teeth. He wore his orange lace panties that hugged his tanned, curvy body and wore Harry's black jumper.

There were some coloring books that Louis got from his master's fan mail and took them out while biting his bottom lip. He got into bed then kept the coloring books in between his legs, opened the first page and cooed as he started taking out his colors that came along with it.

Louis started coloring while trying not to go over the line because he thought that it wouldn't look as cute anymore.

Harry yawned while stretching for a moment before laying flat back on the bed and mumbled sleepily with his eyes still closed since they didn't adjust to the light, "Louis, what are you doing?"

Louis looked back at his master with his kitten ears perked up curiously and didn't know how to answer him since it's tough for him. He ended up saying, "Dawwy?"

His master cooed and sat up on the bed then went behind his kitten. He whispered against the back of his neck, "Yes, baby?" and wrapped his arms around his waist because the hybrid was so cuddly.

Louis absentmindedly leaned back into his arms and tried to sit on his lap but ended up sitting his fat round ass on his master's crotch.

Harry moaned in surprise and looked down to see the orange lace panties with the jumper riding up to reveal his soft, tanned back as he continued coloring. He gulped and whispered, "Kitten..."

Louis didn't know what was going on and when he turned around to look at him, he had both of his hands on the bed sheets with his tail wrapped around his master's waist. His ears twitched when he felt something hard against his bum, so he frowned cutely and shifted around to get comfortable.

Harry needed to stop him now before something happens, so he rushed out, "I'm going to the toilet, yeah?"

The kitten whined and turned around to straddle his waist with his bum pressing firmly against his bulge making it hard for the tall man to breathe. He said sadly, "Dawwy, color with kitty," and his ears flat against his head because he wanted to spend time with his master. He took the color book and kept it on his master's abs as he continued to color with his fringe covering his face.

Harry's dick twitched as he looked down at the orange lace panties that shows his kitten's soft, lovely cock and immediately adverted his eyes away.

Louis pouted when he felt something move under his bum and wanted to investigate to see what is this hard thing that is making his ass uncomfortable. He looked down to see the bulge in his master's tight boxers and said innocently, "Pwetty," and poked it.

The curly haired man knew that he needed to stop him as Liam's voice played in his head over and over again. He moaned unintentionally and held his kitten's hands softly then whispered as he sat up, "D-Daddy needs to take care of this so sit here and color while I get back, okay?"

The hybrid was too innocent for his sake to understand what Harry was going to take care of. He cocked his head to the side and said, "Can kitty join dawwy?"

Harry's heart ached at how pure his kitten was so he shook his head with a smile and said, "No, baby, stay here," and took off the coloring book to keep it next to him then laid his kitten on his back on the bed gently before standing up.

Louis sat up immediately with a sad look on his face. All he ever wanted was to spend time with his master, and he needs to be around him at all times. He sighed and continued coloring in his coloring book.

When Harry got into the toilet, he took off his boxers and threw it in the laundry basket. He started the shower and thought for a moment if he should jack off or just take a cold shower to take care of the problem.

So he decided just to take a cold shower because he knows that he would feel guilty for jacking off to the thought of his hybrid. Just because he has a hybrid, it doesn't mean that he could turn him into a sex slave, he respects Louis too much for that.

In the middle of Harry taking a shower, the kitten smiled widely when he was done coloring one page so beautifully. He took the book that he held to his chest and made his way to the toilet. He knocked on the door, but his master didn't reply, so he got worried and bit his bottom lip.

Louis opened the door and said, "Dawwy?" and gasped with his cheeks red when he saw his master's muscular back with water running down his tanned body.

Harry turned around to see his kitten standing there and brushed his curls back as he said, "Are you alright? Did you need anything, love?" he wasn't bothered that he was basically naked in front of his hybrid.

Louis didn't know how to speak again, so he just looked at him for a while until he let out, "I-I... pwetty," and shoved the page that he colored in his master's face while his cheeks were still warm from seeing him naked.

Harry cooed as he squinted to look at the page and said, "That's so beautiful, honey."

"Dawwy... full."

While Harry was cleaning off his body, he asked, "Full?"

Louis blushed and looked down because he was embarrassed for not saying it right and also because he let just admitted that he found his master breathtaking. He just shook his head and felt himself harden, but he couldn't do that because then he will be a bad kitty.

When Harry finished rinsing off his body, he turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist before saying, "Come on love," and wrapped his arms around his waist as they walked out of the toilet.

Louis didn't understand why he was hard in the first place; he had never gotten hard before or even jacked off – that's because he doesn't know what that means. It hurt, and he was too shy to ask his daddy to help him to take care of his little problem because it's his private kitty parts.

But he trusts his master enough to let him know. He whispered, "Dawwy, it hurts."