Daddy.// Larry Stylinson.

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Louis had shoved his bags under the bed before Harry walked into the rented cabin. It had taken Louis a lot of searching to find one and the closest one was about four hours away but it was going to be worth it. They were away from the public eye, away from bustling roads and busy streets. It was just them and nature.

"I can't remember the last time I actually spent time in the woods." Harry said, staring out the window before looking back at Louis, "You know you don't have to spoil me, babe. You give me everything just by exisiting. I think the biggest blessing is you don't hate me."

"Har-er-Daddy, if I hated you then you wouldn't be getting the surprises I'm going to give you."

Harry turned completely to face Louis with a huge grin on his face, "What kind of surprises?"

Louis walked over and ran his finger down Harry's chest, "I'm your baby and you're my daddy but tonight I'm going to spoil you."

Harry licked his lips and grabbed Louis's hips and pulled him right up against him, "I'm looking forward to everything you have planned then."

"You hungry?" Louis asked.

"Starving but not for food. At least not right now."

"One time." Louis chuckled, "This one time while we're away you can take spoil me again if you want."

"Letting me spoil you is spoiling me." Harry spoke, running his hand down Louis's back and cupping his ass, "But I'm going to make you feel so good then afterwards we can eat. After that you are free to do whatever you want to me."

Louis's face lit up and he pulled Harry down into a kiss.

Trevor and everything that Harry had told Louis was forgotten the moment Harry's hand slid down into the top of Louis's pants.

The younger boy grabbed the pillow behind his head and held on as Harry continued moving inside of him at a rapid pace. He had his legs wrapped around Harry's waist, his back was arching every few seconds just so he could feel Harry closer to him. He'd never get tired of having their bodies pressed together and even when they were already touching, Louis would always find a way to get them closer.

Harry had his face tucked into Louis's neck breathing heavily. He would let out curse words, bite on Louis's neck, suck the skin into his mouth. The pleasure was almost too much for Harry at the moment. Maybe it was the fact they were alone and reality was shut out at the moment. It was just him and the love of his life in the middle of the woods away from everyone and everything.

"Oh God." Louis groaned.

One hand came up and grabbed on to Harry's shoulder his nails broke the skin as he drug his hand down Harry's back.

The sound of skin on skin echoed around the room only increasing the pleasure racing through their bodies. They felt like they were on fire despite their bodies being stained with sweat. The room was hot, their hair sticking to their face, muscles cramping but there was nothing they loved more.

"Jesus." Harry panted, "You feel so good, baby."

He grabbed on to Louis's hips and reangled himself before slamming back in.

Louis cried out and his other hand left the pillow to grab at Harry's arm. His cock was hard and heavy, pre-cum leaking on to his own stomach. But Harry told him he couldn't touch himself. He was going to be his daddy this one time while they were away and he wanted Louis to do whatever he asked.

Louis was more than happy to listen to Harry.

They came together moments later wrapped up in each other, drinking in every sound the other made. Their teeth clashed and lips bit at each other as they met in the middle for a very sloppy make out session. Their hands roamed every inch of skin they could reach just eager to touch each other.