Slave For You

Chapter 8

 The next morning, Harry’s eyes opened and looked around the room. It was still pitch black and he had to adjust his eyes to see the alarm clock on Louis’ side of the bed. The big, red numbers said that it was 5:58 am and Harry couldn’t help but smirk. Right on time he thought. He carefully detached himself from his master’s side and crawled down the bed so he could position himself over the other boy’s thighs.

 Even in the darkness Harry could see that his master was already half-way hard against his stomach. He licked his lips and lowered his head to take the boy’s length into his mouth and began to suck. He moaned softly as he began to feel his master grow and harden in his mouth, making his movements much easier.

 Above him he could feel his master begin to wake. He looked up at the clock again and it read 6:01. Perfect. Now that his master was at least conscious, he began to move quicker and quicker which made the other boy groan in appreciation. “Fuck,” Louis said as his brain started to catch up with everything. He ran his fingers through his sleep-matted hair and looked down at his beautiful slave working his prick. “Such a perfect view to wake up to.”

 It only took ten minutes before Louis was coming down Harry’s throat. The slave swallowed everything his master had to give him and releasing his master’s now sensitive length from his mouth and climbing back up the bed. “Did I do good, sir?” he asked, wanting nothing more than his master’s approval.

 “You did wonderfully, sweetheart,” he said, his voice still  dark and laced with a mix of sleep and arousal. “Now let’s go take a shower before Niall shows up with breakfast, yeah?”

 The rest of their morning was rather innocent. They kept their hands mostly to themselves as they showered together, Louis taking great joy in washing his boy’s thick hair and arrived back in the bedroom just as Niall was setting down their tray.

 Leaving Harry behind was just as hard as Louis thought it would be. He was going to miss the boy’s warm body and his already deep voice for his age. Louis paused at his bedroom door dressed in his school uniform, looking at Harry with soft eyes. “I’ll be back before you know it,” he said, trying to convince more himself than Harry.

 The younger boy nodded his head before leaning forward and kissing Louis’ lips softly. “Okay,” he said softly before watching his master turn to leave down the long hallway.

 Harry sighed and walked back toward the big bed which seemed empty without Louis there with him. He grabbed a pillow from Louis’ side of the bed and brought it close to him, inhaling in his master’s scent. Harry couldn’t help but smile and nuzzle his nose in closer to the cushion. He knew there was no way he was going to be able to fall back asleep since his body was too aware of Louis’ absence but for now this was definitely good enough.

 Eventually about an hour later, Harry finally got up to put a pair of briefs on so he wasn’t completely naked incase someone showed up. He didn’t really know what to do. He wasn’t used to just having downtime to do whatever he wanted. He walked around Louis’ room, looking for anything that might entertain him. He looked through his master’s movie collection and pulled out a copy of the movie Grease. Harry hadn’t told his master yet but he loved music and he loved to sing so he figured this one couldn’t be too bad. The boy vaguely knew how to work his master’s Blu-ray from watching him the couple of times they sat down to watch a movie and remarkably, he was able to get the movie started.

 Wow, that Danny Zuko is rather cute he thought to himself as he watched the movie. I wander what master would look like in a leather jacket and slicked back hair…Harry blushed and tried to clear his thoughts of his master. He didn’t want to be hard the entire day and he only wanted his master to bring him to his orgasm.