Larry Stylinson fanfiction. BDSM. Harry Dom and Louis is his sub of course. you should read this. trust me it'll be good **WARNING** MATURE CONTENT!

❝Bind me. Free me of myself.❞ Louis Tomlinson. Power. He's drowning in it. Louis craves to let go, to be utterly lost in the lure of being in someone else's control. Harry Styles. His body and soul yearn for dominance. All he wants is to be more than the outcast with the freaky scars on his arms. ❝Rope is for pleasure. Chains for punishment. But your soul's the restriction only you can escape.❞ ≫≫≫ MyNameIsGabbie (warning(¿): SMUT AND LIKE SOME DEEP/TWISTED/DARKISH STUFF THROUGHOUT SO YEAH HAVE FUN.)

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction