All String Attached // Larry Stylinson (Mild BDSM)

Chapter 32

A/N: Time skip in the beggining.

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"Louis!" Harry moans, head thrown back as Louis rutted his hips deeper, Harry's hole clenching around Louis' cock. Harry's hands were handcuffed, making it impossible for him to touch Louis.

Okay, now this is what had happened.

After their vacation, Louis and Harry headed back to London. Louis had taken it upon himself to introduce Harry to the playroom, which might or might not have turned Harry on to the point were he had wrapped his arms around Louis' neck and whispered, "Fuck me on the bed?" Harry's face was the epitome of innocence, and Louis had never ripped someone's clothes off that fast before in his life.

Now there they were, contract terminated, but Harry was willing enough to experiment a little bit. Handcuffs were what intrigued him the most and Louis caught on, catching Harry looking at the silver handcuffs in one of the drawers.

So Louis, being the courteous man that he was, had to fulfill the request.

"Yeah baby? That's right- moan my name." Louis pants, speeding up to the point where he felt his thighs throb. Harry was on his front, hands cuffed behind his back, head to the side on the pillow.

"Oh! Louis.." Harry whimpers, desperately trying to get out of his confinements because it was so hard not to be able to touch him. Louis had a firm grip on Harry's shoulders, making Harry feel sure about the bruises that were going to be there after this, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. The pain from his wrists and shoulders added on to the pleasure.

"Fuck- you sound so hot. Can make me cum with just that mouth of yours." Louis moans, dragging his hips in and out slowly, feeling Harry's walls around his cock.

"AH! Louis- Louis right there!" Harry chokes out, Louis' cock having thrusted right up to his prostate. Louis keeps his cock in, stopping from moving in and out as he grinded his hips against Harry's bum, head of his cock rubbing constantly on his prostate, making Harry let out continuous screams of pleasure.

"Louis! Fuck. Right there. Fuck that feels- ohhh!" Harry's cum painted thick white stripes across Louis' thighs. Louis releases his load right into Harry's hole, head thrown back completely as he thrusted into Harry.

"I love you." Louis says after they had cleaned themselves up, heading towards Louis' room. Louis was hesitant- but he took a deep breath, letting the boy he loved inside his safe haven to sleep with him.

It was the one of the hardest things Louis had ever done, realization dawning upon him again that Harry wasn't temporary. Harry was his always.

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The first time Harry had worn lace was when Louis had gotten back home from work, Harry staying at his house for the week because of school holidays and Harry didn't have to go to work as usual.

Harry stays over at Louis' house so much that it nearly seemed as if they lived together. Which is an idea that Harry isn't opposed to. But Niall and Zayn practically forbade him to stay with Louis until they get married (which made Harry spit out the water he was drinking then) claiming that it was unhealthy to have sexual endeavors too much in one day. Harry was too flustered to respond.

The lace panties he had bought at Victoria Secret's when he was shopping the week before without Louis. It was black and Harry had always felt interested in wearing lace for Louis so he ended up buying them.