Louis jumped when he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist. A head full of chocolate brown curls burrowed itself in the crook of his neck. Louis moaned when the person lightly kissed at his neck.
"What're you doing, baby?" Harry asked his husband of 8 years as he lightly kissed his neck.
"Well, I was watching Will teach the girls how to play football." Louis said, looking down at his brother. William kicked his ball to Ashlyn, age 13, and Ashlyn kicked the ball to her younger sister, Tommi. Louis turned around and rested his forearms on Harry's shoulders, linking his wrists behind Harry's head. He leaned up and kissed Harry softly, his smile mirroring Harry's when he pulled away. "Until you came along."
"Well, Daddy missed his baby boy. Didn't you miss Daddy, baby?" Harry asked, teasingly. Louis blushed and giggled, looking down before looking back up through his thick, girly lashes. He almost forgot about the little kink Harry had, all those years ago.
"Of course he did, Daddy." Louis smirked, looking up into Harry's green eyes, that were slowly clouding over with lust.
"I love you, baby." Harry whispered, leaving his forehead onto Louis'.
"I love you, too, Daddy." Louis smiled, pecking Harry's lips.
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He Was My Best Friend's Brother
Teen Fiction"Will... Please don't be mad at me..." Harry muttered, looking down at his feet. He was 100% sure that William was going to hate him, after he was done talking. "Haz, stop it. You know there's nothing in the world that would make me be mad at you."...
