Bad Teacher.

Chapter 3: Regret.

Warning: This chapter contains buttsex.

Louis pinned Harry down on the bed, Harry moaning and tugging on Louis's shirt. Louis sat up, pulling off his shirt, Harry doing the same until they were both naked. He pushed Harry down to his cock, Harry immediately wrapping his lips around the head of his dick, bobbing his head.

Louis moaned, tilting his head back a little and pushing him down more.

Harry gagged slightly, doing his best not to gag anymore and taking all of him into his mouth, bobbing his head again.

Louis cursed silently, beginning to thrust into his mouth quickly.

It hurt a little, but Harry wanted to please Louis in every way that he could. He'd do anything just for Louis.

Louis pulled away, "I have something I want you to do, okay?" He said, not waiting for Harry's reply. "I brought a bag. Go downstairs and get it." He told him and Harry did as he said, jogging downstairs. He walked over to the door and grabbed the bags, going upstairs with it carefully, the bags heavy.

Louis took the bags, setting them on the bed and opening one. He began taking out camera's and the camera stands, Harry frowning a little.

"Um, what are those for..?" He asked quietly.

Louis didn't say anything, setting them up on the end of the bed and both sides of the bed.

"Are you filming us having sex...?" He asked another question, not really comfortable with doing that.

Louis again ignored him, making sure each camera was standing at the right angle, walking to the other bag.

Harry sighed slightly, "What's in that bag?" He asked curiously, wondering why Louis was ignoring him, but Louis just wanted sex, he wanted Harry to just please him in sexual ways. He didn't want a conversation or dates or dinner. It may seem rude, but he just didn't want to have a relationship with the fourteen year old boy who probably wasn't even his type anyway.

He opened the bag, flipping it upside down so all the toys and girl clothes fell out.

Harry looked at them, now realizing what Louis was up to.

Louis tossed him some panties, "Put those on." He said, looking through the stuff.

Harry looked at the panties, basically a see-through black lace with a small bow in the front.

He slowly slid them on, adjusting himself and looking at Louis. "Okay." He said quietly.

Louis looked at him and smirked a little, "Sexy. Now put on this skirt." He tossed it to him.

Harry looked at it and quirked a brow, "Um, it's too short-"

"I don't care, now put it on." Louis interrupted him and started looking through the stuff again.

Harry sighed and pulled it on, part of his bum showing. "Done.." He crossed his arms.

Louis looked at him, growing harder, "Damn." He let out a breath, "Now put this on." He tossed it to him.

Harry looked at it. A crop top. He said nothing this time, sliding it on, Louis tossing him some pom poms.

Oh. Now he gets it.

Harry held the pom poms as Louis put a light shade of blush on him. "Louis, I feel a bit uncomfortable doing this.." He mumbled.

Louis hummed, "It's not for long." He said, setting the stuff aside. "Now get on all fours on the bed." He told Harry.