After a few minutes Harry returned into the room. I was still laying on his bed. I sat up and looked at him. He was in his boxers and a teeshirt. My eyes trailed up and down his body, making me blush. He noticed my stares and chuckled "you know, it's not nice to stare little one." I gulp and quickly look away. "S-sorry..sir." I bite my lip. Harry smiles "I'm only teasing you princess." He says and walks over to me. I blush even more and look back at him. I was only in panties and a sweater, so my thighs were exposed. I looked down at them and grabbed a pillow, covering my lower half. Harry's eyebrows kitted together "why are you covering yourself Louis?" He asks. I shrug slightly "I-I don't know..my thighs are just..big." I say. I have always been insecure about my body. And I'm not sure why. Harry kneels down in front of me. "Louis look at me." He says. I look at him, our faces were inches apart "you are so beautiful. You have an amazing body kitten..no need to be shy..okay? You're lovely." He coos and removes the pillow. My thighs were now visible again. He looks at them and smiles. He leans down and plants a kiss on the top of my thigh "beautiful." He whispers and continues to leave soft, sweet kisses all over my legs, making me feel so special and loved. I giggle and push his head away "daddy.." I whine playfully. I was getting more comfortable with the word, so this shouldn't be that hard. Harry laughs lowly and pulls away. He looks back at my face "I just want you to never look down on yourself okay? You're beautiful Lou." I nod and smile softly. Harry leans forward and kisses my soft lips "good boy" he mutters then stands up. "Speaking of being a good boy. What you did earlier did in fact help me out love..im not stressed like I was..thank you" he praises. Making me blush "you're welcome" I squeak and giggle. "You took my cock so good princess." He hums, a smirk played on his lips "can't wait to see what other places you can take my cock" my god..he's so..dirty. My cheeks must of looked like tomatoes. He laughs at my innocence and ruffles up my hair. "I should reward you sweetie. For being so good to daddy. Anything you want?"
I think for a moment and shrug "I-I don't know..I don't really need anything..you don't have to get me anything." He say quickly. I have always had a hard time making decisions. "Louis..I'm serious. You can have anything you want.. I'm rich remember? You're my sub..my baby. I'll get you anything." Harry was seriously my sugar daddy. God that was hot. I shake out of my thoughts and shrug again "if I could have anything..I would just want love..just more of your time? I don't know..I want..more attention." I say shyly. Not sure how he will react. Harry's face softens "Awh..my pretty boy..come here.." He coos and puts his arms around me. Picking me up in a quick motion. Wow..he's so strong. I wrap my legs around his waist and cling onto him. His hands were placed underneath my thighs, holding me. "Daddy will give you loves okay?" I blush and nod. "Okay" I giggle. Harry smiles and walks downstairs with me in his arms. We head over to the couch and he sits down. I was still in his lap. "Is my baby ticklish?" He asks and raises a brow. I smiles "yes.." I answer. I was ticklish everywhere. Harry chuckles "wouldn't it be a shame if the tickle monster decided to stop by right now?" He says. Before I could answer I feel myself get pinned down to the couch. Harry was on top of me, his slender fingers began to tickle my sides and my armpits. I screech and giggle, kicking and squirming underneath him. "D-daddy! Stop!" I laugh. I hear Harry laugh aswell, he continued to tickle me and I tried so hard to break free from his grip. But he was so strong I couldn't get away. I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt, I begged and begged for him to stop. He tickled my feet, my thighs, my stomach. Everywhere. He stops for a moment and looks at me. I stop squirming and take a deep breath. Harry smiles "was that fun?" I shake my head "that's like torture!" I giggle. Harry laughs "well...you know what Louis.." I smile "what?" Harry's smile widens and he jumps back on me. Tickling me once again. I erupt in laughter. We get cut off when his phone rings. He gets off me and takes it out. A sigh coming from his lips "sorry love..I have to take this" he says. I sit up and frown "but..but daddy. You promised you'd give me loves" I say, pouting. "I know baby..I'm sorry but this is important." I cross my arms "and I'm not?" Harry frowns "hey..stop. Louis I'm serious" he says and gets up. Going upstairs to answer the call. I huff and lay back on the couch. I know the phone call would only be a couple minutes but I wanted him to pay attention to me every second of the day. I know that sounds selfish but it's true. I loved feeling like someone loved me.
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An hour. Not just a couple minutes. Harry was on the damn phone for an hour. When he finally returned he had on shoes and a jacket. "Louis, you're coming with me okay? Go get dressed. Wear pants. And a sweater okay?" He says. I look at him "where are we going?" I ask. "I have to go to a friends and I don't want to leave you here because it's getting late." He explains. I nod and sigh, getting up and going upstairs. We had to go to his friends? That only means I'll get even less attention. Why can't I go back to when I was getting tickled. I'd much rather feel that torture instead of being ignored by someone you want to love you.
