You Can Call Me Daddy

Chapter 5

AN: that gif gives makes me unf...harry's back is just wow

Louis awoke the next morning with a pair of strong arms draped around his shoulder and lower back. He slowly opened his eyes and was met with the sight of a swallow looking back at him. A few blinks to clear his focus, and Louis realized that the swallow that was eyeing him was actually Harry’s chest tattoo.

Harry.

Harry as in the gorgeous model that he had slept with last night. Harry as in the green eyed boy that he would love to sleep with again.  

Hesitantly, Louis propped himself up on his elbow so that he could take in Harry’s sleeping form. Chocolate curls were spread out on the pillow in a tangled mess while some pieces stuck to Harry’s forehead from the thin layer of sweat that had accumulated. His pouty lips were parted, letting breathes of air puff in and out regularly. Louis decided that Harry looked much younger when he slept. Any of his confidence that was a clear façade after Louis saw his vulnerability last night, was stripped away as he laid there sound asleep.  

Louis sat up further and let the sheets pool around his tan waist. He smirked at the impressive array of clothing articles that littered across the suite’s floor. A fedora here, a sock there. Stretching his arms above his head, Louis cracked his back which emitted loud popping noises.

A groan from the bed made Louis swivel his head around to see sleepy green eyes already eyeing him.

“That’s a nasty habit you know” Harry grumbled.

Louis laid back down on Harry’s chest, aimlessly tracing over the swallows with his small fingers and said “What? Sleeping with someone you just met?”

Harry caught Louis’ fingers in his own larger ones causing Louis to look up at Harry. When Louis looked up he saw a crease between Harry’s eyebrows and Louis immediately wanted to kiss away the worry line.

A worry line was never meant to be on Harry’s face.

“What is it?” Louis asked with a gentle squeeze to Harry’s hand.

Harry looked away from the blue inquisitive eyes that were boring into him, quietly asking “Do you regret it?”

Louis sat up and straddled Harry’s narrow hips, swiftly bringing a knee along Harry’s side. The smaller man brought his hands up to Harry’s face and gently stroked along his cheek bone.

“Regret what darling?” Louis said as he continued to caress Harry’s face.

Harry finally looked up at Louis, “Sleeping with me.”

The CEO stopped his caressing movements as his head tilted in confusion. What was Harry going on about? Was he not paying attention as he gave Louis one of the best orgasms he ever had?

“And why would I regret that?” Louis questioned once more before adding, “I would actually quite like to do that again.” He leaned down slowly and nipped along Harry’s neck where purple bruises were in full view from last night’s activities. “And again…” Louis purred into Harry’s ear after he soothed the bruises with his tongue.

Harry groaned from the pleasure, bringing his hands up to hold onto Louis’ hips as Louis breathed hotly on the expanse of his neck up to his ear. “Oh really?” Harry finally managed to get out.

Louis stopped his slow assault on Harry’s skin and sat back up, resting his palms on Harry’s biceps that were also littered in tattoos. He looked at Harry’s blown pupils and was quite pleased with himself at the visual effect he had on the model.

“Yes really, I happen to think we make a pretty good team. We were doing quite well with the crowd last night” Louis said reflectively.

It was true. All of the fellow business owners and buyers absolutely adored Harry because well, it was Harry. He could probably charm anyone with his perfect mix of cheek and innocence. Even one of the businesses that Louis had been looking into buying for the past month had said that he wanted to set up a meeting with Louis because of the way Harry was practically showing him off.

Harry was his good luck charm.

Wait.

“Louuuuuuuuuuuuu” Harry whined as Louis was blatantly ignoring him even though he was still sat on his lap.     

Louis shook his head at his previous thought and looked back down to Harry who pouting rather adorably, “Yes Harry?” he responded amused.

Harry smiled at the attention he was now getting and huffed, “You were thinking too hard. I thought your head was going to explode.” Harry gestured wildly around as if to imitate the possible explosion of Louis’ head.  

The CEO couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him and rumbled through his body. Louis looked down at Harry’s naked body beneath him and it only then hit him at how close they were being at the moment.

Louis doesn’t do close. Or a cute morning after a good fuck that involves cuddles and caressing hands. That was just too much.

As if something had shocked him, Louis rolled off of Harry and stepped off the side of the bed in a tangle of limbs. In a rush Louis scurried around the room to find his clothes that were strewn across the ground.

“Wh…Where are you going?” Harry asked from the bed, his head titled the side as if he was a puppy dog. The sight was almost enough to make Louis stay. Almost.

Louis turned away from the bed, buttoning up his shirt and avoiding Harry’s crestfallen expression as he made up a lie that he forgot about a meeting he had this morning.

The CEO had finally gotten his shoes on when he looked back at the bed to see Harry standing at the foot of the king sized mattress with the white sheet wrapped around his frame snugly.

Really? Was this boy trying to kill him?

Louis couldn’t help himself as he walked over to a pouting Harry who was looking down at his feet that peeped out from under the sheet cover. Louis stopped right in front of Harry and placed his hand on Harry’s cheek.

“I’ll call you” Louis said not even sure if he meant to keep that promise in the end.

Harry nodded but kept his head hanging low, his curls shielding his emerald eyes from Louis so Louis couldn’t read his expression.

Louis sighed and leaned forward to leave a kiss on Harry’s warm cheek before turning around and leaving the suite along with Harry in it.