Cannibal (Carnivore Animal) one shot

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Harry remembers exactly how his obsession for the specific pain started.

It was One Direction's third video diary on X Factor. They were still so happy and amped that people were voting for them and that they were still a part of the show. Nothing was really out of the ordinary as they got situated to do the video. It was him and Louis on the first step, Niall and Zayn behind them and Liam on the farthest step.

The diary had barely started. All they'd talked about was how Harry had been sick and they weren't sure how everything was going to pan out. Louis made a small joke about Harry having a temperature and Harry thought that was going to be the end of the topic.

He could feel Louis shifting closer to him, and of course he thought nothing of it. They'd hit it off immediately when they'd met in the men's room at bootcamp, and grew closer everyday. Harry didn't know what it was about Louis, but he always wanted to be closer. They'd hold hands and walk together, they'd cuddle together while watching movies and they even slept together more then they didn't. Harry could even go as far as saying it was best friends at first sight.

So when Louis leaned even closer and Harry felt an open mouth then teeth biting down on his skin through his shirt his mind went foggy. It was the quickest of touches but in those seconds it was like everything shifted for Harry. He closed his eyes and tried to focus. He couldn't even understand what Zayn started saying. All he could feel was the faint pinch that Louis' teeth left on his shoulder.

He just wants to get through this video diary so he could hall ass out of there and have some alone time with himself. Mostly to think. But if the hard on he was packing was any indicator, Harry had to guess his body was telling him he liked the sensation more then he could process.

He wanted more.

* * *

That had been over two years ago. And to say Harry's need for that pleasure/pain had grown would be an understatement.

Then he had been a sixteen year old boy who was still trying to figure himself out. And with the start of One Direction and being thrown into this new world, Harry didn't really have a lot of in-between time to focus on himself. But he did find out that the sharp pleasure that ran down his spine was just the beginning of his obsession.

Harry also realized his feelings toward Louis had changed. They were still best friends. About as close as two platonic friends could be, but after that first time Harry seemed to notice Louis pushing the boundaries of their friendship further and further all the time. After that first bite, Louis started with the love bites. He would sneak attach them. At first Harry thought he was just imagining things, then Louis starting biting the rest of the boys and Harry didn't feel so special. Harry wanted that to be just for him. Louis would also smack Harry in the face. If Harry said something that was outrageous, shocking or funny, Louis would smack him clear across his cheek. Not hard or dramatic. But it was enough to make the tips of Harry's ears red and a tingle stir in the pit of his stomach. Then Louis began pulling on Harry's hair... Hard. Sometimes it was to get his focus in a conversation and sometimes it was just when Harry wasn't paying attention.

But through all the time the boys spent together they never noticed what Harry was doing to himself behind closed doors. Where he could experiment and play with himself. It started right after that first time after the third week video diary. At night after the other boys were asleep Harry would hold his wrists to his mouth and bite any and all the flesh he could there. He would bite at the soft fleshy bits and gnaw at his wrist bones. It would only take Harry one nip to get his heart racing.

That next morning, after the first time Louis bit him, his wrists had red splotches and teeth marks all over them and his bed sheets were covered with dried cum.