A story about soup.
Based on the events that took place one night in a chat group.
New parts release every Friday.
NOTE: Contains strong language and gross shit.
"Run away from me while you can." The alpha above whispers, his hot minty breathe warming Louis' temple who only looks up defiantly,
"What if I don't want too?"
"I'm not a nice man, Louis."
"Who said I'm asking you to be one."
"I'm not what you want, trust me on that, omega."
Or
The fic inspired by 50 shades of Grey.