Larry Stylinson One Shots

And I'll Take Care Of You

And I’ll Take Care Of You

Part One

Word Count: 4,548

<AN: The Josh in here is not the actual Josh, I’m just using the name and I didn’t realize whose name I was using until after I reread this. I have nothing against Josh, I love him to death. Just letting you know. Also, not much smut in part one, none actually. There will be some in part two, though. Kind of Sad. It hurt to write this, but It will get better>

 “Josh…” I whined, squirming and pulling on my restraints. He was looming over me, knees on either side of my stomach, not touching me. He’d just came inside of me and crawled back up, ignoring my leaking erection that was caught up in a cockring.

Shh… Harry. Sh…” he sounded, trailing his fingers along my chest, tweaking my nipples and making me squirm even more. He knows how sensitive my nipples are.  “Love these,” he whispered, still playing with them.

I bucked my hips up, hoping I’d be able to rub myself against his back or something, anything really to relieve the pressure. Josh has had me tied up and in a cockring for a while now and it hurts, a lot. But Josh is getting up now, waking over to where his jeans were by the door.

“Josh. Josh what’re you doing?” I asked, pulling hard my restraints, watching him pull his clothes on. He got all dressed, staring with my eyes wide open as he gave me a quick kiss, then walked to the door. “Y-you can’t leave me like this!” I cried.

“Sweetie,” he cooed. “I just forgot something in the car. I’ll be right back.” And then I watched him walk out, tears trickling down my face.

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When I wake, I wasn’t sure why. It was hours later, I could tell because it was now fully dark outside. But then I felt the warm, wetness wrapped around my length, but when I looked down, it wasn’t Josh. This boy had light brown, feathery hair; not the blond buzz-cut.  He had beautiful cerulean blue eyes, looking straight up at me, instead of the light, amber one, and his face was much softer around the edges, with high cheekbones, no stubble and perfectly thin, pink lips.

Even though I didn’t know the bloke, who’s mouth had engulfed me, I still bucked up into his mouth, moaning, feeling his tongue press into the thick vein on my cock. And I lost it. The cockring had been taken off so I was finally able to release, yelling “Oh, shit!” The boy took me even farther, swallowing everything.

The beautiful boy licked everything up, then kissed my trembling thigh before going to untie my ankles. He crawled up and grabbed the key from the nightstand to unlock my handcuffs. It was when, while the stranger started kissing my blistered wrists, that I broke out crying, curling into myself. His eyes were just so soft and kind; something I’m not used to.

I felt him pull me into his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around my shaking body. “Shh…” he soothed quietly, running his fingers through my hair. It was quite calming, but I couldn’t stop crying. It hurt so much. Josh had left me on our one year anniversary. I loved him. I thought he loved me to…

My grip on his shirt tightened and he tightened his arms around me, still whispering soothing things to me. He, whoever he is, is warm and smells good and his strong arms felt good wrapped around me.

“Hey. Hey, shh…” came his voice. He pulled me away a bit so he could wipe the tears from my face. The nametag on his maroon button up says Louis and I can only guess he works at this hotel. Louis kissed my forehead, then continued to wipe the tears from my eyes. “It’s okay, you’ll be okay,” he said softly, smiling at me.