The next few hours consist of endless research, akward eye contact, Harry constantly stroking Louis' leg. The research process broken when Harry's stomach growls. Louis' following suit. Both boys clearly hungry.
"What do you say to taking a break to get a bit of food, yeah?"
"Yeah, okay."
They get up off the bed and Harry leads them to the kitchen. Louis would be lying if he said he didn't check out Harry's body. Harry walks over to the fridge and opens the freezer.
"Would Pizza Rolls be alright, Hotness?"
"Y-yeah, that'd be alright" Louis curses himself for stuttering.
Harry puts out the bag onto two plates, one for each of them, and sets them in the microwave and cooks them for two minutes (because the 45 seconds is total bullshit). After they are done, Harry grabs the plates and proceeds to the small rectangular table in his dining room. He sets the plates to where they are across from each other. Louis takes his place as Harry takes his. After a bit of silence, Harry starts conversation on a bold topic. Looking towards Louis, completely entertained
"So, Tommo, what are your kinks?"
Louis about chokes on his food. He looks up at Harry with wide eyes.
"Come again?"
"Your kinks, Lou. What are they?"
Louis is flushed a bright shade of red. "What reason is there to discuss that?"
"We're researching it, might as well talk about own experience"
Louis is silent, not really wanting to discuss it at the moment. Harry sees that he is shying out on the subject, so he acts on it first.
"Well, I'm all for the Daddy kink"
Louis takes in Harry's boldness like it's a drug.
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly how it was stated. I love it when I'm adressed as 'Daddy'. It is unbelievable how much it drives me."
"...restraints..."
Harry widens his eyes and a small smirk begins to grow on his face
"What was that, Lou?"
"Restraints. I like it when I'm restrained."
Harry looked extremely taken by the subject at hand "Explain"
"Handcuffs, ropes, all of it. I like my hands being tied. I like to be dominated"
Harry was completely and utterly shocked by this information. And if Louis didn't know any better, he'd think that Harry was legitamately not breathing.
"Well that is quite intriguing, Louis. Very... Surprising"
Harry could not stop looking at Louis as though he were a meal. It was making Louis squirm. He stood up from his spot
"Stop looking at me like that, Harry. Not gonna happen"
He started walking down the hall back towards Harry's room, when suddenly there were hands on his waist, and he was being pushed against the wall. He was forcefully turned around and came face to face with Harry.
"Harry, move. We have work to do."
He put his hands on Harry's chest, trying to push him off, but it did not work. Harry instead grabbed Louis wrists and pinned them to the wall above Louis' head.
"Is that an attitude I hear?"
"Harry, wha-"
Harry tightens his grip on Louis wrists, causing Louis to choke out a moan he had no intentions of releasing.
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Back of the Class {Larry Fiction}
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