Whip L.S.(Bdsm)

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When they got back to Harry's place Louis took him to his room and found him the softest, prettiest pajamas he could find and laid them out for Harry. He quickly ran a bath and escorted him to the bathroom.
"Thanks daddy, but you don't have to do all this for me." He said not because he doesn't want him there but he just don't want him feeling obligated to stay.
"I want to princess. Unless you would rather be alone?" He said kind of dejectedly.
"No I want you to stay, I don't want to be alone. I just don't want you to feel like you have to."
"Oh baby, you are going to be the death of me. Don't ever think for a second that I don't want to be with you." He said so sincere that Harry's heart skipped a beat or two. When they got into the bathroom seeing all the candles Louis lit and the bubbles in the tub Harry melted.
"Will you join me?" He asked hopefully.
"I was hoping you'd ask." Louis kissed him deeply then slowly peeled Harry out of his clothes still wanting to pamper his princess, then getting out of his own clothes. He stepped in first allowing for Harry to sit between his legs. He wrapped his arms around him and held him close trying to convey through his touch how much Harry means to him. He pulled his hair back away from his neck and peppered him with soft kisses. Harry melted into him yet again, loving the care and attention Louis was paying him.  Harry couldn't take it for too long though before turning and straddling Louis rubbing their hardened lengths together in the slippery bubbles, both moaning their pleasure.
"Will you M-make love to me?" Harry questioned nervously. Louis looked into his eyes seeing the desperation clearly.
"Are you sure your ready for that love? I don't want you to feel like I..."
"Please, daddy?" He said batting his pretty eyelashes. Louis didn't have to speak, he lunged forward kissing Harry deeply. He brought his hands to his delicious milky bottom and squeezed, enjoying the feel of him in his hands. Harry whimpered at the feeling.
"Let's go to bed babe, I don't think bathtub sex is appropriate for our first time. Harry nodded and kissed him again before stepping out and grabbing a towel. They dried off in silence, then Louis picked Harry up bridal style and carried him to bed. He laid him down gently and caressed his face before placing soft kisses to his lips. He hovered over him straddling his hips running his hands along his milky white skin, stopping only to play with his pert nipples. He wants to give Harry the best experience, he has never felt anything like this for any of his past subs/boyfriends and he wants to show that to him in the best way possible. He kisses his way down Harry's warm body finding his pretty cock laying hard against his tummy, he kisses and licks at it while Harry is a moaning mess under him. He works his way to Harry's hole kissing and licking, poking his wet tongue inside. Pushing in as far as he can working it around while his hand is wrapped around his cock milking it slowly. He stops only to let Harry wet his fingers in his mouth so he can finger him open properly. He watches with lust full eyes as his tongue caresses his two fingers he's provided. Louis cock twitches watching carefully as his boyfriend sucks with such want in his eyes. Harry pulls off with a pop once he feels he wetted them enough. Louis pokes the first finger in with care pushing in and out, working Harry into a frenzy then adding a second one scissoring him open. Once he gets him where he wants him he crawls up to Harry's face and sits on his chest.
"Get me wet baby." He says breathily.
"Yes daddy." Seeing Harry like this, knowing what they are about to do makes him want to cum already.
Harry swirls his tongue around his thick shaft, pushing his lips past the head as far down as he can sloppily sucking and wetting him down. Louis grunts his approval and backs away. Leaning down he kisses Harry deeply as he pokes his head to his hole. Harry gasped in pleasure as he felt Louis head pop into his awaiting hole.
"Oh god princess, your so tight." Louis says with a moan as he's sinking deeper, all the way down until their flesh is pressed together. He stills himself, loving the warm tight heat wrapped around him. He leans down again capturing Harry's plump lips in a searing kiss. Slowly he pulls back and forward again as Harry grips his arms for anything to hold onto.
"Faster daddy, faster." He pants. Of course Louis complies with his baby's wishes. Pounding faster and harder angling slightly slamming into him until he screamed out in pleasure. Their sweaty bodies danced this tango of pure love, neither of which has admitted out loud but both mutually feeling the same thing.
"Daddy, I'm gonna.." He didn't have to finish his sentence as Louis grabbed him pumping him to his finish.
"Go ahead baby, cum for me." He came with a shout while Louis felt the squeeze of Harry's orgasm that ultimately brought him his own. His eyes squeezed shut as he poured his liquid into his beautiful princess. As he came down from his high he looked at his baby who had tears pouring out of his eyes.
"Baby, what's wrong? Did I hurt you? Do you r-regret..."
"No." Harry whispered. "I love you Louis, I love you and I'm sorry if it's too soon and I'm sorry if you don't want that but it's how I feel." He looked away feeling scared of being rejected. Louis was stunned, happy but stunned. He hasn't even pulled out of Harry yet and doesn't want to, this feeling of being connected is the best he's ever had. He grabs Harry's chin and turns his head to face him, Harry's chest is heaving as he's trying to take calming breaths. Louis stares deeply into his green eyes with awe.
"I love you Harry." Louis declares never breaking eye contact.
"Really? You don't have to say it just because I did."
"I'm not Harry, I love you. You are my princess and I haven't been able to go a single moment since I met you without thinking of you. It may be soon for both of us but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you." He leaned down and kissed his lips sweetly. He wrapped his arms around him and held him close not caring about the sticky feeling of Harry's cum on his chest, in fact he loves it. He slips his slowly softening penis out of Harry's now dripping hole. They don't bother showering, they snuggle together soaked in each other's fluids just holding on tight.
"I'm scared, love scares me so bad." Harry says.
"I'm not like your past Harry, I promise to love you wholeheartedly as long as you'll let me. I have no intention of hurting you, ever."
Harry kissed him again then snuggled into his chest. The pretty pajamas long forgotten on the floor as they fall asleep naked wrapped in tangled limbs and love.