loucifer ✔

two .

After planning on how he was going to handle Harry in his mind Louis smirked, playing with the loop hole to his belt, he doesn't even care how his mother is scolding him about the age gap that barely exists, but who cares, he's getting laid

no more wanking

real dick.

"Louis, do not mess with that man he is twenty two years old and you're eighteen!" She scolded as the door closed behind them both.

Louis rolled his eyes at how stupid his mother sounded, he's basically near his age, his mother is so strict about everything.

Not too tall

Not too short

Be able to reach him.

Not too young.

Not too old

One year old at least.

Not too buff

Not too scrawny

He needs to come in handy

Shut the fuck up.

"Louis!"

"I won't." The younger boy groaned.

"Promise?" His mother pouted with raised eyebrows.

"I promise, mother." He showed off his winning smile as he swung his hands behind his back, crossing his fingers slightly as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet.

"Alright, I think I trust you enough to give him these chocolate chip cookies." She handed him a bag and put her hand on his shoulder as she kissed her son's forehead.

Louis smiled and walked out his glass front door. As it closed he looked back at his smiling relative and towards the door of his targets house, he whispered quietly to himself.

"rule number one, mum." he started, with a small smirk on his glossy pink lips.

"Never trust a slut."

And continued on with his short walk.

He rung the doorbell and looked around the neighborhood. He hummed and ran his fingers through his short Carmel colored hair, the neighborhood was quite small all the houses looked the same, but with different types of colors. There was a mint green, a baby blue, a light burgundy, a lavender colored house and Louis got the ugliest one of all.

orange.

He heard footsteps and the door slowly opened revealing the man named Harry whom he met half and hour ago, shirtless.

jesus fucking christ, it's too early for a stiffy.

He could feel himself weaken in the knees. He licked his lips quickly and flipped his hair out of his face, plastering a calm smile to make himself look like he wasn't fazed by the man's fucking sweatpants hanging low showing the v-line crafted by god himself.

It took a minute to realize that Louis was just staring without a proper introduction.

great.

"Hi!" Louis giggled.

"Hey, young one. What brings you here?" Harry smiled leaning onto the door frame.

Louis started to stare again as Harry lifted his arm above his head, his beautiful head of dark brown curls.

"Uh, I brought you cookies!" He moved the bag to the older man's face so he could see it "chocolate chip." He smiled.

"I'm allergic." He said very emotionless, Louis quickly swiped the bag out his face and hid it behind his back, biting his lip nervously.

"I am so so sorry I had n-"

"I'm kidding," Harry laughed. Louis chuckled along and rolls his eyes at himself for being so gullible "I love chocolate chip cookies, they're my favorite." Harry smiled.

"Mm, in that case then.." Louis handed Harry the bag once again, nodding approvingly at the fact that Harry took it.

Harry opened the bag and picked up a cookie, turning it around as he examined it. He stuck out his tongue before eating the cooking whole like a little cat.

Louis stared at Harry's mouth and pinched his side to calm himself down, the man's mouth had dimples appear at the corner each time he bit into the small cookie, mouth forming into a pouty face as he swallows it.

"Would you like to come in for a while? s'a bit cold out here." He opened the door wider.

"uh, y-yeah..sure thats nice." The smaller boy ducked under Harry's arm and into his home. His mouth opened in awe as he looked around the large cozy den.

"Sorry if its a bit too messy for you, I heard you're a clean freak." Harry chuckled as he closed the door behind himself.

"my mum, huh?" Louis chuckled annoyed at how his mum always had to tell how Louis hated messes, even the smallest crumb could drive him mad.

"Yeah, she's a nice woman." Harry smiled, placing the small bag of cookies on his small coffee table that was a shiny black, that smelled like lemons.

"ha, yeah sure." Louis said as he rolled his soft blue eyes.

"I'll clean this up s-"

"No, no, no." Louis said, holding out his hand to tell Harry that he doesn't need to clean up a mess that was barely made.

"What?" Harry asked, with furrowed eyebrows, turning to meet Louis' seducing gaze.

"I wouldn't mind getting a bit messy every once in a while.." Louis said walking over to the man, swaying his hips

"You wouldn't?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No, daddy. Can I call you daddy?" Louis smirked.

Gotta ask first.

There's nothing wrong with being a little polite, yeah?

Harry narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows at Louis, who bit his lip and tugged on the band of his sweatpants which made Harry look down at him.

Louis chuckled at the man's face, and walked backwards towards the couch, leaning on the back of it.

"So can I?" Louis was now in Harry's face, twirling his small chubby fingers into the white loop of Harry's sweatpants string.

his chest was pressed up against the man's. Right beneath his chest, the best he could do on his tippy toes.

"whatever makes you comfortable, sweetheart." Harry replies softly as he stared in the boy's slight green-blue eyes. He knew this was wrong, but he's one of those men who 'live in the moment' he would like to fuck a twink for once, a feisty twink at that, he liked the control. Yes, Harry has been a bottom multiple times, but he's in his natural element when he has someone underneath him, squirming as he thrusts relentlessly into them.

"I would like if you bent me over and tell me how much of a bad boy I am." Louis purrs in Harry's ear, reaching it to stand on his tippy toes once again after regaining his strength.

"Tell me how you're such a bad boy first..daddy can't punish you if you can't prove it." Harry muttered, biting his plump pink lips as Louis's hands roamed up and down his sides teasingly.

"I don't have to tell you, I can show you.."

"You can?" Harry asked as his breath hitched afterwards.

"I'll prove it.."