Louis:
The first thing that I noticed was Harry's chest. I giggled softly at how deeply asleep he was to not notice the way his alpha was purring, I nuzzled my face and he pulled me closer. Looking up I softly kissed his lips, his nose scrunched and low rumbles left his chest making me vibrate a little. I giggle again and trace my fingers over the slope of his nose, his lightly overnight stubble prickling me.
"Alpha." I muttered stroking his cheeks, my eyes zeroing on the marks over my wrist, last night flashes through me and my face heated. Harry was such a deep sleeper that when I escaped his hold he only growled a little but then went back to sleeping.
I limped to the bathroom, limping was now getting familiar to me. Somewhat.
After I had done my job in the washroom, I pulled over the shirt Harry had on him last night which was a white formal one, it's sleeve thrice as long on me and the length was perfect for me to roam without my panties on because they were lying in pieces under Harry's bed. The length of the shirt reached my thighs making it look like oversized. I inhaled Harry's scent and cologne on it before waddling my way to his kitchen.
Now, I wasn't a great cook but living on my own since four years had thought me enough to make a nice breakfast that contains pancakes without the egg shells in. Zayn taught me how to crack an egg the perfect way, Which reminds me I need to call him.
I search for the ingredients of the pancake before getting to work.
When Large hands crept inside my shirt I jerked away, "Morning, baby." Fuck. I could feel the instant wetness at his morning voice, he might felt it too because his hard length was poking my ass, his hands travelling up to caress my nipples,
"Good morning, alpha." I whispered turning to accept the minty kiss. His free hand framing my face as the other one works on my nipple,
I whimpered pulling apart, "Let's eat breakfast first....pancakes?" I ask and he grins tweaking my nipple making me gasp, "Yes. And then I'll eat you." I blush and he kisses me again.
"Okay stop." I murmured as his thumb pressed on my bond mark, "Alpha seriously." I whined but pushed my ass more towards his fingers, I shuddered when he played with my slick, "You don't seem too keen on the idea of me stopping, sweetheart." He mumbles biting my lobe, I shudder and the pan hisses, the putrid smell of something burning making my eyes wide, I shove—tried to shove The alpha who was caging me.
"Hazza please, We burnt my pancakes." I pouted, his resolve breaking in seconds as he sighs and pecks my nose, "How can I help?" He asks like the nice alpha he can be sometimes, I grin ear to ear, "Let's start with you keeping your hands to yourself? And then you can drizzle the maple syrup on them." Harry squints at me.
"Such a brat." I flutter my eyes when he pecks my forehead, "I'll be good after we've had our fill of food, promise, alpha." He nods but doesn't remove his hands from my ass.
Begrudgingly I throw my beautiful pancake which was now nothing but a hard black disc, "You want some yogurt?" Harry asks.
"Sweet?"
"Sure if that's what you want. Or maybe strawberry flavoured?" I grinned nodding my head enthusiastically, I loved strawberry yogurts. They were my favourite thing to binge on.
Harry smiles and that's how we both dangerously cozied together made our breakfast. We were bordering the couple line but didn't seem to take care of it because we both were happy.
Suddenly he grabbed my wrist, stroking the red marks on my skin before bringing them to his mouth, he tenderly kissed my marked skin. "I didn't mean to put this on you so early." He whispers.
"Hey. I liked what we did last night." I assured because it was the truth. I really did have a wonderful last night.
I giggled when Harry poured extra maple syrup, he grinned and when we were finished somehow his stupid finger licking made us hornier than we were, and the point was it wasn't even his fingers that he was licking instead mines, I surge forward and kiss his mouth, even though my pecks were soft little licks Harry apparently had enough because he was pulling me on his lap, tilting my face and kissing me like he means to ruin me. My thighs tremble at that.
He stands up making me wrap my legs around him, "Shower?" He asks, his large hands groping my ass, I nodded, my hands resting on top of each other's around his neck, "Have I told you how arousing and hot you look in my clothes, sweet omega?" I whimper when he pins me to the wall, "Your cunt's been so lonely isn't it? Dripping and begging for my knot?"
"Alpha please." I mewled. Harry kissing my neck before his hand reaching out for the condom in his pockets, he removes his pants off him throwing them somewhere before discarding the shirt I had on. His mouth hungrily latching on my swollen nipples, I cried almost hitting my head on the wall but Harry's hand was already cushioned behind me.
Harry comes up kissing my lips, I sob in his mouth when his cock breaches my insides, "My darling omega."
******
I was humming some random tune when Harry came Inside his bedroom, I looked up from buttoning my blouse which he had asked Paul to buy for me. It was a nice floral blue coloured one, Harry was obsessed with that colour or something because he's already brought me enough blue things. Like A set of lingerie under my clothes which Paul didn't but some lady employee, Taylor, had bought me.
I smiled at the alpha who eyed me with lust dancing his green eyes, he advanced and cupped my jaw kissing me pliant.
"Here's the contract, You're going to review it and we'll negotiate it what you're willing to try." He breathes once we are apart, I frown, "Do we still need that?" His brows furrowed, "Of course we do. Louis, we slept twice—"
"As a fluke? We had sex as a fluke?" I asked with narrowed eyes and his own widened, "No! Louis, I told you. This isn't a matter—I really don't wanna argue about this with you. Not after we had such a nice time together." He sighs.
I glare at him looking at the neatly stacked papers. A sudden heaviness weighing me as I snatched them from him, "I want to go home." I announced,
"Yes...but you are mad." I raise my brows, "Oh mad? No! I'm ecstatic, Harry! I mean who doesn't love getting into a contractual—"
"The contract isn't about our relationship, Baby—"
"No. Do not 'baby' me right now."
"You are angry and I get it but stop using that tone." I scoff at him, shaking my head before tying my bracelet, he himself clutches his eyes watch. We both moving in silence, I sucked my bottom lip when Harry's hand creeped slowly connecting with mines, he kissed the back of it, "Baby omega."
I huff and continued to stare down at my shoes, "It's for your own safety, Louis. I want to know the things you're limited to, the things that's not going to freak you out." I held onto my stubbornness, I was up for anything, literally, as long as it's with Harry. We don't need some stupid contract between us.
"So we're not going to be like others? Like no boyfriends stuffs between us?" At this question he tenses, "No. We have a totally different dynamic from the others, Louis. I'm not going to take you out on dates or movies or something." I nod looking ahead,
"Okay. So we're just going to be just fuck buddies or something? Great." I mumble, way to have a morning with the man I'm falling for who apparently doesn't believe in relationships.
"Try to keep an open mind, omega." He mumbles cupping my jaw, his thumb pulling my bottom lip down from my teeth rubbing on the soft flesh, "If you agree to be my submissive, I'll be devoted to you." He whispers,
My eyes involuntarily fluttering at his touch, "I want this. And I want it with you, Louis."
"Why do I have to sleep in the separate room you prepared for me? We've already slept together twice in your bed." I mutter, "Try not to be hung up on the sleeping arrangements. Because when you agree to do this with me you'll be needing your own room."
"Why? Because I'll be your little sex slave?" He sighs and the elevator opens, "Let's discuss this somewhere more private?"
"No I think I'd rather enjoy my freedom before it ends completely. Take me home." We step into a large parking lot, several cars lining up, "Which one do you want to get in?" He asks and I point at the black one, without another word I get inside the said car.
"Baby it's too soon for the Silent treatment, huh?" I look away to the side at the window, Suddenly he stops the car, I blink at the trees before turning to face him, "I'm not starting this car unless you talk to me. Louis, I know this is hard, it's something extremely different from what you are expecting."
"Have you been on the receiving end?" I questioned and he shook his head, "I've been with people who's had their first times as well—" I growl stopping his speech, his green eyes immediately turning into the most fondest look I've ever seen which really does piss me off. "What was that?" He asks with a smile,
I purse my lip but he puts a hand over his heart throwing his head back, a big smile over his face as he looks up. "Louis Tomlinson. Stop being so adorable." He whispers and I heard it, my cheeks heating and stomach fluttering.
"Your tiny little growl is so adorable, baby—"
"I'm angry." I mumbled petulantly, he smiles, "I'm aware. Look, what I'm saying is. It isn't even that bad, please give this a shot?" I bit the insides of my cheek,
"I'll think about it." His hand brushes the strands From my face, "Thank you." I flutter my eyes when he pulls me by the neck to give me a kiss.
"That's me."
"I'll be expecting an email. Don't take too much time, yeah?" Harry says once we are standing near the entrance of my place.
"I said I'll think about it, Mr.Styles. Which means the answer can also be a no." I said making him hum, "Whatever your decision will be, I'll respect it, omega." I accept the kiss he gives me on my temple before getting out of his car.
"Are you admiring my ass or assuring that I'm not going off in someone else's car?" I asks and he smirks, "I'm admiring the limp I've caused in that gorgeous little arse." I scoff at him although I knew I resembled a tomato with how heated my face was.
"And I do know for a fact that no other man's getting near you, not for a week at least." He shrugs, "Yeah yeah whatever." I mumble.
"Now get inside. Review that contract and email me."
"So bossy."
******
I sighed and entered my apartment only to find Zayn snooping around something, I squinted my eyes trying to see what he's staring at looking every bit of a model with his leather jacket and skinny jeans.
Another man, a beta was crouched against a laptop,
"Erm." I cleared my throat and Zayn jumped making me jump as well, "Gosh! Don't sneak up like that!" He scolds and I roll my eyes keeping the stupid contract on the table before advancing to where he was.
"Miss Tomlinson. Your roommate let me in, Your laptop's all set up. Have a good day ma'am." I frown when the man carries his stuff and walks out,
"Eh.What's this?" I asks staring at the covered rectangular box, "Shouldn't you know about this? It says your name on it. And the laptop's from Your boyfriend." I lean down eyeing the newest model,
"He's not my boyfriend." I mumble before looking at the rectangular box, grabbed it shaking the content near my ears, I unpack it only to find a brown box, "It's an anklet." I murmur eyeing the exquisite design,
"Whatever happened to flowers and chocolates, Damn. I don't know this was the new era of romance. I'm dying to hear everything about your new dark beau but I'm late, Liam's taking me ice skating today." My heart hurts at that, I wish I could say that Harry was taking me on a date too. But no instead he's taking me on a date to his red room. Where he could test his whips and chains on me.
"Yeah. Good luck with that." I say eyeing the laptop, a mail pops up, it's obviously from Harry,
Thanks for the amazing weekend, here's a gift for you. Use this for research purposes.
H.
"Louis." I look up to see Zayn staring at me,
"Yeah."
"Is everything okay with Harry?" I smile, "Yeah. It's perfect." A smile lifts his mouth and he nods, "I'm happy to hear that babe. I'll see you later." I wave my goodbye at him before grabbing the laptop,
Thanks for the unwanted gift. I really don't need a laptop but now I guess it's mine.
PS. the anklet's really pretty.
Lou.
A smile crosses my face when a new mail pops up immediately,
It's yours. I'm yours if you want.
H.
I slam the laptop shut, my eyes finding the contract, grabbing it I run to my bedroom.
Time for research.
Is this book still making any senses or should I just discontinue it? Because I feel like I'm writing anything. And no, I'm not asking this for a reassurance, because I do feel like a pick me right now. But because I'm not quite confident with this particular work of mines.