Harry a cette mauvaise habitude... s'asseoir dans le canapé avec ses vêtements de sport pleins de sueur. Mais Louis a une idée pour le punir. (Smut: anulingus, bottom!harry, top!louis, doigtage, bondage) Cette fiction est une traduction de: @Bullshippin_forever

Alexei Faure, mannequin parisien, se voit obligé de suivre Aiden, son meilleur ami, dans un club très select pour une soirée d'initiation. Mais tout va déraper à partir du moment où il rencontre Christian, gérant de la boîte de nuit.

"But-" "I said no." "Please Daddy. I'll be a good girl." "What did I tell you." I gasp as he cups my wet mound. "T-that only good girls get to c-cum." I moan as he starts to circle his fingers around my sensitive nub. "And have you been a good girl?" He asks going faster. "No daddy, I'm so-" "Then you don't get to finish." He says before he removes his hand and I groan is disappointment. WARNING: Guys this book is sooo cringe and everything is so fast paced. I don't know what I was thinking 😭 It's my first and probably only story so please forgive me. I do NOT own any pictures used in this story. (They're all from Pinterest).

'"- Her next door neighbor, which she hates, now has to drive her to school and back every day. He's cocky, and she has an attitude, which he really doesn't like. WARNING: mature content, 18+ only!!!! "Just shut up already will you? I'm sorry you feel obligated you prick, I'll be walking from now on. And don't worry about driving me home tonight, I'll walk home too." For some reason this really pisses him off. He grabs my wrist and pulls me away, into a study. "You're not walking anywhere looking like that," he whispers under his breath as he drags me away. -"'

"What is it?" I asked. "I want you" He said making me widen my eyes. He looked into my eyes and then back to my lips, "Can I kiss you just one last time?" We were both so sure about breaking up one minute and the next we were acting like we never said those words. How will this work out? "Yes" I mumbled. He didn't waste a second and pressed his soft lips on mine. He held my face as he started kissing me urgently.

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. THE OG AUTHOR IS isthatyoularry ON AO3!!!!!!