The Difference Between Light And Dark {Larry}•{BDSM}•{Hybrid}•{MPreg}

Chapter Five

Should Niall get pregnant in this? I'm debating.

The air is thick with tension and awkwardness as they all sit around the coffee table. Niall and Zayn sit on the large black love seat, Niall blushing deeply while Zayn's arm wraps around his waist, rubbing his hipbone.

When Louis and Harry arrived inside around noon, too enticed and drunk off each other and too busy reveling in the feeling of skin on skin contact with each other, when Louis started shivering from the early spring air. Zayn glared at them from the den in that "We need to talk way" and sat down with Niall, who couldn't stop blushing and squirming from the vibrator pushed up his ass. Louis sat next to Harry, but that wasn't enough for the older man. He had to physically pull Louis onto his lap, mindful of his bump, of course. Louis blushed as Harry rubbed his large hands all over his chest, back, arms, thighs, and bump, basically anything he could get his hands on. He just wants it all, all of Louis after all these long, dreadful months on withdrawl from Louis. His Louis. The Louis that will always be his. He loves his boy. His kitten. His husband. His Louis.

Louis giggles when Harry's hands graze over his hips, squirming on his lap. Harry gasps and whispers his ear, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, princess."

Louis gasps, a deep blush dusting his cheeks. "Daddy!" He whisper/scolds, biting his lip and giggling wildly. He covers his mouth with his hands.

Harry chuckles and rubs the sides of his stomach, feeling his babies kick the shit out of his hands. Louis whimpers at a particularly hard kick. "Sorry, darling," Harry apologizes, setting his hands on Louis' thighs, rubbing his thumbs in the soft fabric of his Submissive's leggings.

"What happened?" Zayn cuts the silence, looking irritated and dumbfounded. "You're together again? You both went through four months of Hell just for a tiny conversation and you're back together?"

"You two went through a month or so of Hell, too. After a small conversation, you're together and banging in my house," Harry points out.

Zayn frowns, pulling Niall close. His bottom drags against the leather of the love seat, catching on the bottom of the vibrator and jerking it to the side, stabbing his wall. Niall suppresses a moan with a cough, rubbing his lips with his thumb as he glares at his husband, snorting.

"I'll- "

"Mummy?"

Louis shoots up, eyes wide and filling with tears. Jax is standing at the mouth of the kitchen, ears perked up and tail laying on the ground behind him.

"Baby?" Louis cries, wiping his tears. He stands up, running as fast as he can across the den, throwing himself, carefully, of course, on the small three-stair staircase. Jax throws himself at his

mummy, loud sobs falling from his lips. He buries himself in his arms and cuddles deeply into his neck, soothed by his milky scent. He sniffles and wraps his tail around Louis' arm. Louis weeps quietly, holding his little boy.

"Mummy!" Two voices screech. Louis whips his head to the side, seeing Jax and Annalise in the foyer, running across the den and right into him, Annalise holding his leg while Jax cuddles into him right next to his brother.

"My babies," Louis cries, holding them all tightly to his torso. "I've missed you all so much, oh God. You've all grown up so much. Look at your curls." He runs his hand through Jet's shaggy hair. "And your ears!" He rubs Jax's velvety gray ear between his thumb and forefinger. "And look at you, my big girl!" He exclaims, hefting Annalise up and setting her on his thigh, his cheeks still flushed red and wet. His eyes are bright though, feeling more energized than he has in months. Annalise sniffles and wraps her thin arms around his neck, burying her face in his neck.

"Missed you, Mummy," she mumbled.

Jax looks up at him with wide blue eyes and trembling lips. "Why'd you go?"

Louis blinks, biting his lip as his mind gears frantically wind, trying to think of something to tell his overly opinionated son.

"Do you not love us anymore?" Jet pipes up, his plump bottom lip poking out.

Louis gasps loudly. "God no, babies. No, of course not. I'll always love you. I just...I've been spending some extra time with Uncle Z. I just needed some time to my own, you know? Like when you feel like everything is too much, so you come to me and I take you to your room and sing you to sleep?" Louis asks softly.

Jax nods. "Uncle Z sing you to sweep?"

Louis smiles lightly. "Yes, kittens. I will always love you and I dont want you guys to ever, ever, ever doubt that I do because I love you so much."

"As much as wou love Papa?" Jet asks, his eyes wide as he stares up at his mummy.

Louis giggles. He beckons his eldest son closer with his hand, smiling wide. Jet shuffles forward, as does his twin and sister, interested in the huge secret their mother is about to convey. "Maybe a bit more. But dont tell Papa that, he'll be mad at me." Louis whispers, pressing his finger to his lips vertically, smiling softly at Harry, who's watching him intently, glad that they're not crying anymore.

All the children erupt in a fit of giggles, holding their fists close to their mouths to supress their loud laughs.

Annalise places her hand on Louis' stomach, using it as leverage to stand and kiss his cheek. Louis huffs, one of the triplets kicking her hand hard, upset that his sleep is getting disturbed. (A/N: He isnt neccessarily having boys, I just generally think of a boy when I think of a baby and I didnt want to say 'it'.) Annalise mewls, nearly falling from her mothers lap. A high-pitched scream leaves her lips.

Harry jumps up immediately, dashing as fast as he can over. "What happened? Are either of you hurt? Are the babies okay?"

"Somethings inside mummy! Its hurting him! It's kicking him!" She squeals. "Help him!"

Harry sighs, visibly relaxing. "Darling," he picks her up and kneels down at the bottom of the stairs by Louis' feet, setting her on his lap. "No one's hurting Mummy. Remember when Uncle Ni told you that you were inside Mummy's tummy for a few months while you grew up?" Annalise nods, watching him with wide eyes. "Well, Mummy's going to have more. Three more little babies running around. No one's hurting him. They are supposed to do that. It means they're healthy. It's good."

"Good? Mummy okay?" Annalise bites her lip.

Harry nods. "Yes, Mummy is fine. See?"

Annalise looks over at Louis, who gives her a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, sweetheart. See, I'm okay." He reaches a hand out, cupping her cheek and rubbing her cheekbone with his thumb. She closes her eyes and leans into his loving touch, making him smile lightly. She's so gorgeous, looking exactly like her older father. Her hair falls to her waist, long and loosely curly, just like her dad. Her mossy green eyes are closed now, but match his exactly. Her lips are Louis' though, thin and pink.

Harry smiles at his husband, who blows him a kiss. Harry returns one while Jet crawls into Louis' lap, snuggling into his belly, receiving a swift kick to his arm. He pouts and pulls back, whispering to his mother, "I dont think baby likes me."

"Well, I bet he loves you. He senses his brother and wants to connect with you, let himself be known," Louis rubs the spot gently, smiling dreamily.

Jet smiles brightly and touches his belly in different points, each point getting him a kick. "How do they move so fast?" He asks in awe.

Louis giggles. "There are three of them in there, so they're all over."

Jet 'oh's and continues touching. Jax whines for attention, shuffling forward to join the 'fun'.

Harry just watches while his sons touch his husbands growing belly, the brightest smile of Louis' face.

Everything is perfect for once.