We can roll in the darkness ||L.S||

"Shush, love,"

Chapter twenty

"Shush, love,"

Zayn finished fingering the crying boy as Louis came, cum hitting his covered chest and over part of the man's hand, "all done, baby."

"W-why?" Louis cried, "why did you do that to m-me?"

"You're a pretty thing, doll, that's why. When I see someone pretty, like you, I usually fuck them. I can't do that to you, though, because you belong to Harry" the raven-haired man replied, then chuckled.

"I'm not his, I belong to no one. Well, besides my parents, but even then I don't really belong to them either," the feathery haired boy growled, "now, let go of me!"

"Feisty, I like it" Zayn said, smirking, he let go of Louis' cock, "lets get you cleaned up."

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"All done with your toy" Zayn said, walking over to Harry.

Harry was sat in the living room, angrily tapping the arm of the black leather couch, he looked up at Zayn, "why the fuck would you make him scream?!"

The hazel-eyed man chuckled, "chill out, Haz. All I did was finger him and give him a blowjob, nothing major."

"Nothing major?! Nothing major?!" Harry stood up, he gritted his teeth, "who said you could finger him?! He's mine, not yours, Zayn! Don't fucking ask me to ever let you touch him, again! Do you understand?!"

"Woah! Chill out, Harry. Alright?" Zayn said, starting to worry.

"I will not chill out! Now, do you understand?! Don't ever ask to touch him, again!"

"Alright, alright. I won't ask to touch him, again, Haz. I'm sorry" the raven-haired man replied, quietly.

"Good. Now, get out. I'm pissed at you."

Zayn sighed, defeated, he left the living room and headed to the front door to leave.

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"Hey, baby girl" Harry said as he walked into the bedroom Louis was left in. He saw the small boy crying, shaking from fear, and was thrashing around. Louis stopped moving as he saw his master was in the room, "baby, stop thrashing around. You're going to hurt your wrists, and I don't want that to happen."

"W-why not? You already cut me, y-you already let Zayn touch me" the curvy boy whimpered, "he touched me! He stuck his-"

"I know, you don't need to say anymore. I didn't allow him to do that, but he did it anyways" the man explained.

"Please. Please get these handcuffs off! My wrists hurt, they hurt so bad!" Louis cried.

"alright, alright," Harry walked over to the boy, he crouched down, "can't believe he left you on the floor and did such a horrible thing to you at the same time. If anyone is going to do something to you, it's going to be me."

"W-what?" The blue-eyed boy, whimpered, scared.

"Shush, love," the tall lad unlocked the handcuffs, then stuff the key back into his pocket, "lets get you changed into some clean clothing. Lets put that cute yellow sweater, and those cute jean booty shorts on you. Oh! And we need to get you some new panties to put on you as well" the man helped his toy up, "come on, love. Get on my back, I'll carry you to the other room, so that you can change into some fresh clothing."

"O-okay. Umm, after that can I have something to eat?" Louis replied, quietly, he jumped onto the man's back. He wrapped his legs around Harry's waist, and he clung his small hands onto the lad's shoulders.