It's September 28th. You know what that means.. Happy anniversary to my larents💙💚☆Louis' P.O.V ☆
"Show me." He said into my neck. His warm breathe sending goosebumps down my arms."I'm sorry?" I asked.
"You said you can't help but arch your back. So show me." He said gripping my waist. My cheeks immediately turned pink. This was going to be a great first night.
My lips quickly attacked his. We both fought for dominance, he immediately won. His buttery lips overpowering mine. His rough hands grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me closer. I parted my lips, his warm tongue gliding from his mouth. His tongue grazed my lips before darting inside.
What feels like a lifetime, but in reality only two minutes, he removed his tongue from my mouth. His lips leaving my mouth and trailing to my neck. His mouth searching for "the spot" on my neck. I let out a soft moan as he sucked my neck. My hands grabbing his hair and giving it a tug. He let out a low growl as my hands tugged his hair.
"Baby..." Harry moaned. His voice made me melt inside. I immediately fell into him, our bodies colliding. His hands grabbing the back of my thighs.
"Up." He managed to say between kisses. As he grabbed my waist, I jumped up. I snaked my legs around his torso. He guided us out of the kitchen and down a hallway. Somehow he managed to kick the door open, never breaking our kiss.
We entered the room and instead of leading me to a bed, he pressed me against the wall. My back pressed into the wall only made me part my lips. I let out a wince and Harry only dug me deeper into the wall.
"Mmph!" I moaned. Did I just find pleasure from Harry provoking pain?
"My little pain whore." Harry whispered into my ear. He nibbled my earlobe, trying to make me moan again.
"Mmmm" I moaned, again. I let my head fall back against the wall as Harry attacked my neck. I let my hands roam his body.
"Off." I said grabbing his pants. He broke the kiss and pulled his hands out of his shirt and over his head. He shimmied out of his pants, causing a giggle escape from my lips.
"What's so funny?" He questioned taking my hand and pulling me towards the bed in the room. This wasn't a normal bedroom, I thought. There wasn't a closet and it lacked furniture. There were closed boxes in one corner. There was also a hook dangling from the ceiling full of belts, blindfolds, and gags.
"Is this your room?" I asked as he pulled me on the bed. He kneeled on the floor in front of me.
"Hell no." He said in between my thighs. I pulled my legs up to my chest, making him look up.
"What's wrong?" He asked standing up to sit on the bed next to me.
"Let me." I crawled down from the bed to sit in front of him.
"Louis you don't have-"
"I want to." I cut him off.
I straddled his legs and placed soft kisses on his thighs. He grabbed my shoulders as I teased him. I kissed him through his boxers, making him groan. I smiled in satisfaction. I placed a single kiss on his growing erection.
Teasingly, I slowly pulled his boxers down. I threw them to the side as I watched pre-cum drip from his dick. Looking at his dick made my mouth salivate. I licked my lips.
"God damn." I muttered. Of course, Harry heard my comment. He began laughing.
"Do you plan on actually giving me a blowjob or just teasing me?" He jokingly asked. I looked up to see a grin on his face.
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FanfictionHarry Styles is the owner of a bdsm club called "The Float" and Louis stumbles into it on accident. Harry wants Louis to be his submissive.