Flesh (Larry smut)

Chapter 4

"Stay put, and do me a favour and go ahead and undress yourself." Louis growled, the lusty tone obvious in his voice.

I was currently sitting on the edge of Louis' bed, my shirt already having been torn off.

I obeyed Louis' commands, standing up and quickly peeling off my skinny jeans and boxers that I had managed to squeeze on.

My cock automatically sprang up in the new space it had been provided with, and I couldn't help but to start pumping myself, the temptation having been too hard to ignore. I threw my head back, moaning loudly enough to alert Louis who came back into the room in a rush with multiple playthings in his hands.

"Don't you dare start without me." his voice takes on a deeper tone as he rushes at me, tossing the toys onto the bed beside me which I don't have time to look at because he puts a blindfold right over my eyes.

"What're you doing, Louis?" I ask, confused as the darkness engulfs me, due to the fact that no one has used this tactic on me before.

"Oh, my little Kink Kitten..don't be afraid. Daddy's gonna take good care of you." he speaks softly, tying the blindfold tightly.

I scrunch my nose up in confusion, I barley even know the guy. Why refer to yourself as daddy...? It's not new, but with the other guys I fuck, if it's been a couple fucks every now and then, I understand.

Louis places one hand on my neck, and another on the lower part of my back. "C'mon." he says, turning me around as he leads me to the bed, pushing me into it and then pushing my face into the mattress and my arse sticking into the air.

"Put your hands on your back, cross them at the wrist." Louis says, and I do so and then there's a sudden cold metal felt on my wrists. Handcuffs.

"Ankles placed together, please." Louis speaks formally. Once again, I do as told but instead of there being metal handcuffs, there's a soft fur-like fabric placed around both ankles, and when I try to move my legs apart they refuse. So they're still handcuffs...just used with fur.

"Wouldn't want scars and scratches on your ankles, now would we?" He chuckles.

I can hear the fabric of Louis' clothing being thrown around and I know he's more than likely undressing himself.

There's the sound of drawers shutting and closing, and then a liquid or something of the sort squirting onto something else.

Louis' small hands are placed on my bum, and he spreads out my cheeks with one hand, and then uses his other hand to spread what I've now identified as lube on and in me. His fingers start pumping themselves in and out of me, trying to spread me and get me ready for him. "How's that, kitten?" Louis asks, starting to curl his fingers inside of me.

"It-...it feels good." I moan, starting to whimper as I beg for more.

"Harry?" Louis groans, attempting to shove his fingers deeper inside of me, resulting only in a loud moan from me.

"Yeah?" I struggle to get out.

"I'm your new daddy. Got it?" Louis spits out, pulling out his fingers an then spanking me. "Got it, Styles!?" He nearly yells.

"Got it...Daddy." I say slowly, unsure of the word.

"So that's what I want you to call me, while I'm fucking you in every single way possible." He growls into my ear.

"Okay, daddy." I say softly, trying to lighten myself up.

"Hang on." I hear him barley whisper. I can suddenly feel Louis' hands go under to my stomach, and I'm slowly turned over onto my back. "I want you to see me when I fuck you." He says, and I can see him grinning when he takes off my blindfold. "And lets take of these." He hums, while taking off the cuffs from my ankles.

"Handcuffs are staying on though," he adds, grinning yet again.

I see Louis leaning over the bedside and grabbing what I now have identified as the lube bottle from earlier. He puts some into the palm of his hand, slowly rubbing it over his clock, letting small whimpers escape his lips.

"Okay." He intakes a deep breath.

He puts himself over me, positioning my legs over his shoulders, and the head of his cock only having just entered me, little by little he presses himself into me as though it were my first time. When I look up at him, his eyes are only barley open, and both hands are placed on either side of my body.

"Oh, Harry. You're so fucking tight." Louis mumbles, his tone turning softer and lighter.

"Louis. Please. Faster." I start begging

Louis gladly listens, increasing the pace of his thrusts, leaning down slightly, biting down on my earlobe, all the way down to my neck and then whispering to me, "your wish is my command."

He intertwines both of his hands in both of mine, pressing them back into the bed.

I feel sudden tears spring to my eyes as Louis suddenly slams into my prostate with such force that I can feel myself go weak.

"How's that for you, kitten?" Louis manages to get out.

"It feels so good, daddy. Give me more.-oh! Fuck me! Fuck me, dad! Daddy! Fûck me!" I start yelling at Louis, as he hits my prostate at a constant rate.

"Shh, Kitten. I'll take good care of you. Just...let me." Louis mumbles, starting to kiss me at my forehead and down to my neck and then to my chest. A romantic gesture, I can already tell.

Louis starts to slow his thrusts, keeping himself leaned over me and is currently sucking harshly at one of my nipples. "Daddy, daddy, I think I'm...I think I'm going to come." I make my grip tighter on his hands. "Alright, kitten. Go ahead. You've got my permission."

"Louis. Fuck! Louis! Daddy!" I scream out, feeling myself reach my high, getting my own cum over my stomach and chest.

"Fuck, Harold." Louis groans, and I feel him tightening inside of me before he finally releases too.

"I think I can clean that up for you." Louis smiles, pulling himself out of me and bending even further down and starting to lick up my semen.

"Hmm." He starts humming, licking up the last bits and then moving his mouth onto mine.

"Louis-er..Daddy, your lips, they taste like-"

"You." He finishes, a smile on his lips.

"And boy, my kitten sure does taste good." He adds.

Sorry! I feel like it's been forever since I last updated!