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

"I knew you wanted it."

Chapter twenty-two

"I knew you wanted it."

The next morning, Harry awoke and noticed that the younger lad was still there and sound asleep. Louis was curled up and facing the man, his lips slightly parted as he let out small puffs of air every now and then. The older lad extends his hand out and gently begins to caress the boy's left cheek.

"So beautiful" Harry whispered.

Louis unknowingly leaned into the man's touch, he was in a deep sleep and didn't know what was happening in reality.

Th older lad knew he was beginning to fall for the curvy boy, but he didn't want to, he was only suppose to use him for his needs then get rid of him once he had no use of him any longer, but everything has changed, now.

"No . . . Can't help you . . ." The blue-eyed boy mumbled in his sleep, "I don't have any money . . . 'M sorry."

Harry chuckled, seeing the other lad talk in his sleep was one of the cutest things he's ever seen, "you're too cute," he moved his hand from the boy's cheek to his hair. He began running his fingers through the lad's feathery fringe. He noticed Louis twitched in his sleep, his lips pursed, his eyelids fluttered open and bright blue eyes stared into his green ones.

"Master, w-what are you doing?" The small boy asked, quietly, his voice more raspy than normally.

"Nothing, love. I was just admiring your beauty, that's all."

"O-oh!"

"I love how beautiful you are," Harry stopped running his fingers through the other lad's hair, "do you see how beautiful you are?"

"W-well, I suppose I do, but . . . I-I don't brag about it" Louis replied, quietly.

"Mm, good. Bragging about yourself isn't a good thing, babe. I'm glad that you don't do that" the green-eyed man said as he dropped his hand, it went from the boy's hair down to his back, "you hungry?" He earned a nod from Louis, and he lowered his hand down to the boy's bum, "alright. I'll feed you something for breakfast." He squeezes the young lad's bum, causing the curvy lad to squeak, and the man chuckled, "you're cute."

"Master, can I please use the washroom?"

"Yes, of course, lovely."

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"Master?" Louis whimpered.

He was pressed against the island in the kitchen, Harry's body pressed against his and a smirk upon his face.

"What lovely?"

"I-I . . . What are you doing? I thought we were g-going to eat" the small lad replied, nervously.

"We are, but I found something else that I want to eat," the man licked his lips and slipped his hands underneath the sides of the boy's sweater, "I want you."

The feathery haired lad gulped, "I-I . . . I don't want- I don't want to do anything sexual."

"That's not what your body told me last night in the shower."

"I-I . . ."

"You know it's true, love."

"I-I know" Louis whispered, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Well, 'm going to kiss you, now" the tall lad said, he leaned in and brushed his lips against the blue-eyed boy's before connecting his lips with his own.

The younger lad didn't want to kiss back, but his mouth seemed to want to kiss back, and that's exactly what happened. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck and kissed him back.

Harry rubbed circles into the other lad's hips while he continued to kiss the boy.

After a couple of minutes of kissing, they both leaned back, trying to catch their breath, they stared into each other's eyes.

"I knew you wanted it."

The blue-eyed lad blushed, he looked down at the ground, "there's a difference. My body wants it, n-not me" he replied, quietly.

"Either way you still wanted it," the older lad chuckled, he raised a hand to the other lad's right cheek and began to caress it, "I'll make something for us to eat, now."

"O-okay, master."

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"Did you find anything that we can use against him?" Zayn asked Niall.

"No, not yet, but I will" Niall replied, he sighed, "I asked to visit him last night, but he rejected me. He said he was busy, which he probably was with his toy."

"Yeah. He's a cute thing, which you'll need to see when you go to visit Harry."

"Mm, do you think we can use his own toy against him? Like, we take him and if Harry wants him back then he'll have to give up his leadership?" Niall asked, his blue eyes staring into Zayn's hazel ones.

"That might just work. Nice thinking, Ni."

Niall smiled and nodded his head, his blonde hair falling in front of his eyes a bit, he fixed his fringe, "now, we just need to figure out how to steal this boy."

"Yeah, that'll be the hard part."

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