I Hate You (Larry Stylinson MPREG)

Chapter 18: Are you coming in or cumming in?

⚠️WARNING⚠️: smut

"We're only gonna jerk each other off," Harry said grabbing that tube of lube he placed on the bed and squirted some into his right hand.

"Okay, that's fine," my breath hitched as he wrapped his lubed hand around my hard on. He pumped his hand up and down slowly getting my dick wet with lube then stopping. "Why'd you stop?" I whimper out when he removes his hand wishing he'd put it back.

Instead of responding to me he picks up the bottle of lube and squirts some more into his hand then he throws it to the side. He then wraps his hand around his own dick and starts moving his hand in a jerking motion. I looked up to his face when he let out a quiet moan to see him staring down at me. I broke eye contact with him when I felt him take my right hand that has been resting on my stomach and wrapped it around his now glistening cock.

"H-Harry?" I asked a little scared because I was confused as to what he wanted me to do.

"Shh, it's okay baby," he said as he tightened his hand around my smaller one making me tighten my grip around his length which I'd like to point out is way larger than mine. My small hand can barely fit around the whole thing.

He started to slowly move our hands up and down on himself. When he saw that I felt more comfortable and had a steady rhythm he removed his hand but I kept moving my hand on him.

"You're doing so good baby," he praised as he wrapped his hand around my aching cock.

"Thank you daddy," I moan as he thumbs over my tip.

"I thought you didn't have a daddy kink," he smirked.

"I don't, but you like being called daddy so I'll do it to please you," I said holding back a moan as I spoke.

"You know I never liked when other people called me that because I didn't want to be their fucking daddy, but hearing you say it in your cute lil sexy voice just does something crazy to me," he said making me giggle.

"Good. Now can you move your hand faster, please," I begged.

"Please what?" He coaxed as he continued to move his hand up and down on me. He slowed his movements down even more teasing me as he waited for me to give him the answer he wanted.

"Please, move your hand faster?" I said with confusion as I halted my hand movements on his shaft.

"No," he said as he shook his head and then said, "what's my name?"

"Please, Harry?" I said more confidently thinking I got the answer right this time.

"I'll give you one last try. Here's a hint, you just said it a few seconds ago."

I take a second to scan my memory then I realize exactly what he wants me to call him, but I won't give it up that easily.

"If I just said it, then why do you want to hear it again?" I teased.

"You know why," he simply replied.

"Oh, right, got it," I pretended to remember what I called him and then jokingly said, "please, frog face Harold?" And stifled my giggle.

"Stop fucking playing with me Louis, or I'll stop. You know what I want to hear. Say my fucking name right now," the tone of his voice grew with annoyance and impatience. "Say it, princess," he seethed as he squeezed his hand one time around my cock causing me to let out a moan.

"Please, daddy," I whined and begged finally giving into what he wanted to hear causing his eyes to darken with lust.

"As you wish your majesty," he said pumping his hand faster.