Satyriasis {boyxboy} - FINISHED -

Chapter 28 - Birthday Pt. I

A/n: The reason I haven't updated sooner is because I have a lot of stuff to do and projects and hobbies and my days are kinda short so I don't have much time or motivation to write. I not only play guitar, write songs, work out, hang out with my pets, take care of them, try to catch up with my fav TV shows, cook, do some chores, study to get my driver's license, etc. That when I'm home (at my parents house), cus when I'm not I'm in my grandparents' house in another city and trying to find a new job to keep me occupied and earn some more money before I start Uni. So it's kinda hectic trying to manage everything sometimes. Here's why i don't tend to update as fast as other writers. Also I'm not a huge fan of writing on my phone, I prefer on my laptop and listening to music or in a silent space to get in the mood and do things right because I'm a bit of a perfectionist with my passions, and that not happens as often as I'd like. Hope you understand.

Love you. 💖

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Song: Leave Me Lonely - Ariana Grande

His heart was racing. The chunky furry black handcuffs strap him against the inclined, lank bench with ease on his legs and torso. It felt like if he stayed long enough in that position he'd end up with bumpy red marks on his naked body.

Louis was standing before him, only his raven-colored suit pants on and hanging low on his waist, threatening to slip down at any instance. It was a sight from heaven in that delightful, sinful hell.

"Comfortable?" Louis asks, a trace of desire on his raspy voice. Harry nods. Although it wasn't the most comfortable place or position in the world, it was okay. "Good. Now I'm going to spank you five times, but I'll be gentle with you. Despite the defiance you were a good boy for Daddy today."

The blood in his veins begins to mix with adrenaline and the heat pool down in his center.

"But I want you to be rough with me." He confesses, heart kicking up in eagerness and thrill and making the simple act of breathing ever so hard his mouth topples open.

He sees Louis twist the promising double-ended whip in his hand. A mischievous, admired smile settles on his lips temporarily.

"Oh, do you?" His silky whisper reverberates through him, reaching the deepest part of his being.

Harry raises his head to look him in the eyes, knowing it'd cause a good reaction from him and he can almost witness the darkest thoughts running through his mind.

"Yes, Daddy."

As he expected, Louis' flying the whip to his encounter and running it over his parted lips. He hums in delight and breathes in, as if gathering his lost internal strength before he can utter:

"Then you won't mind if I go and get something I've been dying to use, do you?"

Harry can only shake his head, unable to think straight, only wonder what that "something" might be.

When Louis disappears from sight his only reassurance that he hadn't left the playroom is the echoing footsteps and the dragging noise from wooden drawers being open and shut behind him.

His returning footsteps match the beat of his expectant, curious heart pounding on his chest like a drum. He doesn't wait until Louis is standing right in from of him again to rush to turn his head and solve the mystery. On his grasp was an elongated, black glistening sex toy, which he deduced to be either a dildo or a vibrator.