cocktails | larry ✔️

fourteen

after a few more rules are set, louis is in his headspace again and hisses at the tv screen.

maybe harry shouldn't watch a movie about war with louis. maybe he doesn't like it.

it's a nolan movie though... harry thinks deeply about it before switching to another channel.

louis seems more comfortable at seeing elephants in their natural habitat. with their children.

the low voice of the narrator is lulling louis into a slumber.

harry sighs gently, touches louis's hair and scratches his scalp. louis's ears nearly fall off but harry fixes everything.

a human boy wants to be a kitten and a cat boy just wants to be human.

weird.

harry gave up on being normal long ago but still.

he really wants to look in louis's head.

after the documentary harry switches the tv off and gets his tablet again.

he scrolls through all the rules and thinks to himself, he may forgot something.

but what can that be?

louis stirrs and wakes up after a time.

he quietly meows and harry guesses louis wants to cuddle, so he gets a little kitten lou on his lap and touches his tummy.

louis tries to purr again and huffs when it doesn't sound like a cat's purr.

so harry purrs to show him.

really, just to be a nice dom (or whatever he is now).

louis kind of thinks this is harry laughing at him and scratches his arm lightly.

harry's sleeves are rolled up and louis's little fingernails are sharper than expected.

harry gasps. "louis!"

louis didn't realize before what he did. he just acted on his instincts and wants. like a cat would.

but then it drains on him. even in a deep headspace he realizes that scratching harry is a no no.

he whimpers and looks down in his lap. he doesn't know how that happened. since when is he a bad boy?

"louis, what are we going to do now, huh?"

harry knows what on the punishment list stands.

isolation

refusing to cuddle (not more than a day because louis needs cuddles a lot)

spanking

sure, louis meant spanking in the non-sexual way. how parents would spank their children.

but harry is a dom after all.

"over my lap. now."

louis sobs quietly.

"i told you not to scratch, louis. it is one of the first rules and you already broke it. so i will spank you five times on your bum now. alright?"

louis nods, leans over harry's lap.

gently harry gets the cat tail out of the way. so he has full access to louis's bum.

then he notices that louis's cat tail isn't fixated at his trousers, like he thought he would do.

harry really doesn't know where it ends but he is not sure this is for him to know.

he gulps. louis, the little bastard.

"count. i don't care if you are a cat. you are my cat and my cat is able to count."

"meow!" louis protests weakly and earns the first slap for that.

"louis. don't make me even angrier, little boy."

"kitten." louis whines. "one, sir."

harry smirks. much better.

another one.

"two."

after the fifth louis is slightly rutting on harry's knee. his breathes are shallow and his fringe sticks to his forehead.

harry feels louis's erection and he probably should tell him to masturbate in his own room and not while rubbing on harry.

but harry doesn't.

he watches louis getting faster and more desperate.

he sees louis's little hand coming down on his own butt to spank three times more.

not as a punishment though. it's more of a reward.

harry nearly falls over.

but he doesn't. he only watches and gets harder every second.

louis's eyes are closed and he's blabbering to himself.

harry thinks he hears the words "good boy" between incoherent rants.

louis is a sub. and soon he will be harry's.

if he not already is.

louis stops and cums in his pants. he settles down on harry's lap and is very exhausted. he is huffing and puffing. he looks around in the room with slightly red-framed eyes.

"good again?" harry dares to ask. he pets louis's side and watches the smaller boy nod.

it seems like louis isn't ashamed at all.

like it is the most natural thing to do.

"are there any other things i should put on the 'things harry can do'-list, love?"

louis shudders and whines. he shuffles on harry's lap and it seems like he's a full cat again. doesn't even realize harry has spoken to him.

harry sighs and shakes his head. louis is a hot mess and he would be lying if he didn't say he is not ready to tame him.

louis falls asleep again on harry's lap and after ten minutes he wakes up and crawls through the room while constantly meowing.

he doesn't seem to want something but more try to practice how to meow correctly.

harry doesn't dare to meow to show louis. not again.

harry tries to read the newspaper but he really can't because louis won't stop meowing.

his voice is already sore and raspy. like he shouted all day.

in his pants there is a wet spot. harry thinks it must be gross to have dried cum in his pants. but he won't undress louis. he has to draw a line somewhere.

"louis dear? what's up with you?"

like with a cat harry holds his hand in louis's direction so the curious kitten comes and sniffs.

"why are you meowing?" harry asks that more to himself than to louis.

louis doesn't know himself, but he really needs to pee.

with a whine he hops the way to the bathroom and locks the door behind himself.

harry just sits and stares this time. shaking his head.

****

yes, here i am!

my motivation was kinda gone when i came to terms with myself of being transgender. that was hard, but i'm back, whoop whoop!

and louis is still cute.

and horny.

and harry is harry.

the updates will get more regular now i guess. :)