We're Gonna Start A Fire

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"c'mon lou count f'me yeah?" harry smirks against the smaller boy's thigh before pulling back and landing another hit with his belt. he loves watching as the skin slowly turns from a light baby pink to the vague purple of a bruise. louis grunts out a low sob, clutching at the pulled loose sheets with a bone deep desperation.

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