I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)
"Because you're mine, from now on you belong to me. Understood?" "Wha- what do you mea-" "Understood, Harry?" "Yes." "Yes what" "Yes sir." Or the one where Harry is a party boy until he meets Louis, who instantly feels the need to dominate him. But Louis is not who he appears to be... (just light bdsm)
Some of Larry Stylinson fanfiction on wattpad I've ever read. They're really worthy. Go check them out. All the love. xx
[Completed] Louis Tomlinson needs a biology tutor. But will his biology tutor just teach Louis about biology? Or will they also teach Louis how to love?
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
"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 he...