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After a long day of writing, Harry was just getting home but he knew that Louis would be leaving shortly to go meet up with Liam in the studio to write for the album.
Louis was working on trying to figure out what to wear when he heard Harry coming in. He needed a comfortable and baggy outfit that still looked decent enough to go to a writing session in.
"Baby?" Harry called as he walked in the house. "You still home?"
"Bedroom closet." Louis shouted as he finally decided on a pair of black joggers. He slipped them on and looked in the mirror to ensure they hid enough visually.
"Too bad we didn't have rehearsals today." Harry pouted. "Would've loved to have seen you try to jump and move around while having the cage on." He grinned at the memory.
Harry had woken up moody so Louis tried to fix it with early morning sex when he had woken up with morning wood but Harry being moody didn't always play in his favour during sex. Harry had decided that Louis had to wear a cock cage for the entire day and that he'd be rewarded later that night.
"I would have faked being sick." Louis replied. He hated wearing a cock cage but fair was fair. Any time Harry wore something for Louis he would return the favour and wear something for Harry.
"We have to work despite being sick." Harry reminded him. "We work through everything, our health doesn't matter to them. Anyways, at least you're going to be with Liam tonight so maybe he'll understand your pain." He teased.
"I could have been like… I don’t know. I could have not moved that much. It's not like you have this on me in hopes it will actually cause me real unbearable pain. Jumping around would cause me much pain." Louis replied and pulled a shirt on.
"Something tells me Niam are probably really tame though. Not to be mean, I just don't picture Niall being up for wild sex after everything." He shrugged. "Not looking to tell Liam I'm caged up anyway. It's a tad embarrassing considering this time it's being done as a punishment of sorts."
“I don’t know, I have a feeling he might surprise you.” Harry shrugged. "Anyways as for "punishment," I wouldn't call it that. I just didn't feel like sex this morning and you woke up with a boner like you were some horny teenage lad who can't control themselves. I also could have said you ate some bad food and couldn’t stay away from the toilet.”
"I couldn't control myself. I woke up hard, that isn't my fault. Then you're beside me looking all sexy. I wanted a piece of you." Louis frowned. "Instead you were cranky and locked me up."
"Mmm, well, when I say I'm not in the mood, I'm not in the mood. But it does bring me a sort of sick pleasure knowing you're locked up." Harry smirked. "I promise I'll let you out when you get home tonight, I'll probably be home long before you are anyways."
"You're just very lucky I love you and that we both enjoy lots of public teasing." Louis told him. He bent over to grab his shoes and groaned slightly at the uncomfortable tug on his cock. "Fuck, you'd better be planning a blow job for me."
"I haven't given much thought of exactly how to reward you, maybe a blowjob, maybe something more, something less… We'll see." Harry smirked.
"Evil Styles." Louis shook his head. "At least help me make a quick bite of something to eat before I leave. I don't know how long we'll be."
Harry giggled at the "evil" comment and said. "What would you like? I'm having dinner with Gemma so it'll be a meal for one."
"Just something small. Maybe a cheese toastie?" Louis asked. "Damn it, I'll meet you down there. I have to wee again. That's the worst fucking part of this. Next time you're getting a cage, not a plug." He warned.
“Cheese toastie coming up… And fine by me, I handle myself quite well in cages.” Harry shrugged and turned to walk away towards the kitchen.
Louis took his time in the loo to make sure he didn't hurt himself or make a mess. He then began to head downstairs. On the way he got a text from Lottie saying 'Morning sickness? Try all day sickness. I'm never having another baby Louis.'
Louis frowned. He replied that it would be gone soon and mentioned that he and Harry could come up for a visit this weekend to make her feel better.
He then continued on into the kitchen where Harry was finishing his toastie. "Apparently Lottie has decided she's never having another baby." He told Harry. "I'd like to be more sympathetic than I am but she knows what happens when you have unprotected straight sex." He carefully sat on the sofa.
“Who do you think the baby will look like?” Harry asked with a blissful sigh as he finished up the cheese toastie.
“Hmm, I'd assume they would take after Tommy since he has dark genes, like his eyes and hair, are more dominant. Doesn't matter too much though if she doesn't keep it. We’d never see the baby to know.” Louis shrugged. He watched as Harry moved the toastie from the frying pan to a plate.
Harry sighed, bit his lip then spoke again. “You know, it's almost unfair that there are so many babies around me and it seems none of them are going to be wanted by their biological parents.” He walked over to Louis and gave him his plate.
Louis turned to Harry a bit more. “It isn't about the babies not being wanted, it's about what's best for them.” He said before he took a bite.
“I know. It's still sort of sad though. Maybe I could just adopt one or both of them. I'd want them and love them and give them the best.” Harry thought out loud.
“No, Harry. We’ve discussed this, just last night in fact. It's not the right time for us to have a baby. We will one day, but not today.” Louis tried his best not to sigh hopelessly.
“I wouldn't need your permission you know.” He quickly replied, sitting up. “I'm an adult and we still aren't married. I can really do whatever I want.”
Louis rubbed his temples.“Harry, please. I really don't want to argue about something I've promised you in the future. Can't you try to be patient for me? Try to respect my needs?”
Harry frowned. “What about mine? I give up so much for you and for us. When do I get something in return? I matter too.” He stood up and left the room.
A short while later, Louis left to meet up with Liam at the studio and Harry had his dinner with Gemma. It was exactly what Harry needed. Gemma let him vent as much as he wanted. She was careful to be sympathetic while not telling him simply what he wanted to hear.
A couple hours later and Zayn had just arrived at Caroline’s. He'd needed to run to the store before getting James.
“Zayn, hello.” Caroline smiled opening the door.
Zayn had texted her knowing James hated people knocking.
“James is such a sweetheart, Zayn. I honestly enjoyed my time with him.” She gushed as she gave him a quick hug.
“Thanks, I feel like he's got a lot my personality.” Zayn smiled.
“I can see that. Brooke loved him.” She laughed as they walked through the home. “James, look who is here.”
James turned his head upon hearing his name. When he saw Zayn, his face lit up and he squealed loudly before crawling towards him.
“Wow, did you miss me?” Zayn asked him as he bent down and scooped him up. “It’s nice to be missed.”
“He honestly did great but I can tell he missed you.” Caroline told Zayn and began packing James’ things.
Brooklyn smiled watching them but was content to stay playing with her toys.
“I really appreciate you watching him.” Zayn told Caroline as James cuddled into his chest. “I think he likes me. It makes it hard for me to make up my mind.”
“I guess I can understand that a bit.” Caroline replied. “Honestly though, I can't imagine not having my little girl. I know my situation is different though.”
“I don't know. I mean, I want him but being a parent is a bit scary. Well, more than a bit.” Zayn admitted.
“Sit down.” Caroline told him. “I know you have time, let’s chat.” She moved over to the sofa near where Brooklyn was still quietly playing.
Zayn followed with James and sat near her. He tried to see if James wanted to go play more but the little boy shook his head and stayed close to him.
Caroline smiled as she watched Zayn get comfortable while keeping James secure in his arms. It was very sweet. “Zayn, let's get real and honest, okay? I think it’s most helpful if I talk to you from the perspective of being a parent.”
Zayn nodded, “That would be great actually. Everyone else just talks to me based on their feelings of me being a shit person cause I fu- messed up with Liam. I want the truth from someone who still cares about me who isn’t my mum or Abbu.”
Caroline nodded and relaxed into the sofa a bit more, “Zayn, you might have messed up but it doesn’t make you a terrible person. I still care about you. If you’re looking for honest input on being a parent to him or not, I’d never let your mistakes determine what I say.”
“I appreciate that.” Zayn replied and began playing with James hair without thinking about it.
“Zayn,” She began. “All parents experience some fear at first. If someone tells you they didn’t, they’re lying. It’s normal to be scared. You work through it though. Whatever worries you gets easier eventually, don’t let fear stop you.”
James smiled and cuddled into Zayn’s chest more. He was getting attached to Zayn.
“I guess that makes me feel better. I thought I was horrible for being afraid.” Zayn replied.
“No, not at all.” Caroline assured. “There’s other things I want to tell you though, so listen to me. I’m not going to sugar coat it, there will absolutely be times where you feel like you’re losing your mind. There will be moments when you are pushed beyond your level of patience. It’s not for the faint of heart. I’ve had days where I’ve sat in the middle of the kitchen floor crying.”
“You?” Zayn couldn’t believe that. “You’re a great mum.”
“Yes, it happens. You have moments where you think you can’t take it anymore.” She told him. “However, being a parent is so rewarding. There’s moments when they learn something new and their face lights up, it’s amazing. When they need comfort and the only thing they want is you, it leaves you feeling the greatest kind of important. You start falling in love with all the little art projects. In fact, they become your favourite gifts.”
Zayn found that hard to believe. He trusted her though.
“You can do this Zayn. I fully believe you are capable of being an amazing father. Really, it just comes down to if you want it.” She certainly was shooting it straight with him. It’s what she felt he needed.
Zayn nodded. “Wow, I’ve not had it worded that way. I do want this though Caroline, I want to be in James’ life. He’s my beta and even though I’ve tried not to get attached, I am. Everyone doubts me though. You’re honestly the first person who seems to full heartedly think I can do this. I guess it makes me want to keep him, in part just to prove them wrong.”
James was now asleep in Zayn’s arms. He’d played hard today.
“Whatever you decide, I’ll support you. Just know that you absolutely can do it.” Caroline smiled. “You should get this little guy home though, he’s in need of a nap.”
Zayn nodded and stood carefully. He got James into his car seat without even waking him. He then told Caroline thank you and said goodbye to her and Brooklyn.
On the way home, James was sleeping peacefully. They were about half way home when the worst smell in world filled the car. Zayn felt as though he was about to puke so, despite his better judgment, he pulled off at a petrol station to take care of the issue.
Zayn honestly wasn’t sure how he managed to get through that nappy change. The contents of James’ nappy had leaked and created a massive mess up his backside.
Once fresh and clean, Zayn went back out to his car and carefully wiped down the car seat while holding James. He then strapped him back in and finished his drive home.
After getting home, James’ nap only lasted long enough for Zayn to get half the dinner mess cleaned.
Zayn tried to comfort him but James didn't seem phased by the cuddles.
Thinking perhaps James was just tired from the long day of playing, he got him into the bath to prepare him for bed.
Usually James loved the bath but tonight, James cried and screamed the entire time until he was wrapped in a towel and in Zayn's arms.
“You need sleep, don't you James?” Zayn asked him.
James rubbed his face against Zayn’s shirt. His little curls were still wet and clung to his face, making it itchy.
“Come on then. Let's get you a fresh nappy and some pajamas. I'll sing to you after that.” Zayn assured and carried James off to his temporary room. He sang James an Urdu lullaby to help get him settled and before long, he was off to dreamland.
Unbeknownst to Zayn, a photo that a fan managed to snap of him and James at the petrol station was currently going viral across social media.
Earlier Friday
Louis pulled up to the writing session almost fifteen minutes late. He could already hear Liam giving him a hard time as he slowly got out of the car. Driving with this cage on was awful; every time he'd brake, he'd get a little tug.
After slowly walking inside, he figured out where Liam was waiting and made his way there. As he walked in, he spoke, "Yes, I'm late. Yes, I'm sorry."
"Nah, it's fine. I just got here five minutes ago. Traffic." Liam said. "I had a very eventful day to say the least so I'm tired. And maybe in need of an Advil since I forgot to take one before I left." He said and shifted uncomfortably.
Louis reached into the small bag he'd brought with him and threw Liam a bottle of Aleve. "You do look pretty rough. I didn't want to say anything and be rude though." He answered and slowly walked to the sofa. He carefully sat down with his legs further apart then normal.
Liam caught the bottle and raised an eyebrow at Louis. "Didn't want to be rude? Since when has that stopped you before?" He teased. "Are you alright? For you not to pick on me, something must be wrong."
"I uh," He shifted to put his bag in the floor and winced for a brief second as his eyes shut. "I just- didn't wake up correctly, I guess you could say." He finished and worked to get comfortable again. "What's got you worn out? Fiance give you a long 'honey do list' since rehearsal was canceled?"
"You could say that, but less "honey" and more "to do." Liam said, then paused. "Sorry, that sounded better in my head. Since we didn't have anything to do today work-wise, we spent the day in the house doing each other and experimenting with toys. Speaking of which, how do you fucking sit with a plug in?" He complained as he shifted again.
Louis nodded as he finally understood, laughing when he heard Liam's question. "Ow, shit." He cursed when the cage tugged on him again. "I'm sorry. He actually has you plugged? Never would I have ever guessed that!"
"Yes, I'm sure because of the rape you might think he's not that interesting in bed, but it's the opposite. He wants to try everything and wants to do everything, everywhere. After we finished the last time before needing to eat and come here, he plugged me and said I wasn't allowed to take it out until we were both home. God knows how long that'll be…" He shook his head. He took a pill out of the bottle and popped it in his mouth. He then grabbed his bottle of water and took a sip to wash down the pill. "What did Harry do you today? I'm exhausted and a little sore, you look like you're in actual pain."
"Fuck sake." Louis shook his head. "Sit more on your hip, it'll take the pressure off your hole." He advised and reached to adjust his crotch. He was starting to get pretty sore now. "I woke up loaded and Harry wasn't in the mood so I got put in a cage. Oh and not a nice plastic one, this shit is metal." He explained and tapped one of his rings on it so Liam would hear the sound.
Liam winced. "I don't think Niall would ever do that to me, or at least I hope not… Not metal at least. Damn. He must've been a in a poor mood this morning to do that to you. Ha, you woke up loaded. Wouldn't that be a great line to a song? 'I woke up beside you loaded '."
Louis shook his head and replied, "He's bitter about Zayn and my sister having a baby and you and Niall getting married. So when I woke up and wanted attention I got shut down, literally and figuratively. We both have a thing for public teasing and slight pain so we owe each other when the other agrees to wear something." Louis explained then thought about the lyric comment. "Hmm, actually what about... Waking up beside you I'm a loaded gun ?"
Liam nodded and typed into his notepad on his phone. "That's a great starter line." He agreed. "Waking up beside you I'm a loaded gun…" He sang it while trying to find a rhythm that sounded right.
"Faster, more upbeat." Louis suggested and tapped his foot to a faster beat so Liam could focus more on the rhythm. "Loaded gun… something about not having control cause I told Harry I couldn't control myself."
"Hmm…" Liam hummed as he thought on a lyric and reflected on his day with Niall. "How about 'I can't contain this anymore'? Waking up beside you, I'm a loaded gun, I can't contain this anymore. I'm all yours, I got no control.'" He suggested. "I told Niall I was all his, I think sometimes my past with Zayn makes him unsure about things so sometimes I just gotta remind him that I'm all his."
"Zayn probably is sexually intimidating to Nialler, it's understandable. I like that though, that's the chorus. Really peppy beat. Our boys are going to either love us or kill us for this." Louis shook his head and tried to sing along to what Liam was playing.
Liam nodded. "I never thought of it as intimidating, that makes sense. Thanks." He smiled a little. He repeated what they had and tried to sing it faster to a random beat as he was trying to place the music for it. "Powerless… and I don't care if it's obvious. I just can't get enough of you…"
"Something something, eyes are closed. No control." Louis added. He then nodded, "Zayn is more experienced. I worried a lot that I wouldn't be good enough in bed for Harry, even though he was younger. Not to mention, and don't get mad at me for having noticed, Zayn's dick is bigger."
Liam nodded again. "Please don't repeat this to Harry, or at least make sure it stays between the two of you, Niall noticed that as well. He legit brought it up after sex this morning, the first time that is… it seems my Irish boy has a thing for measuring dicks, he has measured his own and he measured mine today. He mentioned how I bottomed for Zayn and how Zayn was bigger. I think today was in part of trying to prove to himself that he could be smaller than Zayn and still please me enough?" He sighed. "I get why he'd feel less compared to Zayn but I really wish he wouldn't." It was then a lyric came to him. "What about the pedals down, my eyes are closed. No control."
"Wait, for real?" Louis asked. "I don't wanna know actual size but is the rumor true?" He wondered. Everyone had. "I won't tell. Last thing you need is for it to get back to Zayn. Niall might never forgive you if he's already concerned with his performance abilities." Louis nodded and sang the lyrics all together. "Perfect chorus."
"Niall measured and I'm not eleven inches so now you know." Liam laughed. He then began to hum the song more, trying to find the beat.
"Bit of a bummer." Louis teased. "Not being that big though I can suggest a cage to Niall." He smirked. "Fucking pronouns. Write it all down with male pronouns and we'll change it before we submit it." He sang the chorus again and then hummed a bit before suggesting "Lost my senses. I'm defenseless. His perfume’s holding me ransom."
Liam shook his head with a smile. "Hmm, Niall tasted sweet and sour...Ooh, Sweet and sour, heart devoured… lying here I count the hours. I was legit counting the hours at one point of how long we've been going. We had a few short naps but it was from early this morning probably till like a couple of hours ago."
"Damn, I'm kind of proud of the little Irish lad." Louis smirked. "All I know is that Harry better be planning something good or his payback is gonna suck arse. Love those lyrics though."
Liam laughed. "I kinda am too. He stepped out of his comfort zone a few times and that's always a big step for him. I'm really happy that he's finally taking healthier steps towards feeling better." He smiled. "And I doubt that Harry would make you suffer all day and not give you anything in return."
"You don't know an angry Harold, he's extremely cross with me for not proposing and not letting him adopt. Which reminds me, any chance you two can not talk about having kids when he's around? I'm sorry but he's getting to be more than I can handle. I've honestly considered calling in my secret weapon." Louis sighed. "With my luck, I'll get home and he'll have been gushing to Gemma all evening about marriage and babies and so I won't get a damn thing."
"Yeah, we can definitely be more mindful of that." Liam agreed. "I'll tell Niall when I get home. Sorry that he's giving you a hard time about everything." He frowned a little. "What's your secret weapon though?" He asked.
"Robin. That man can handle an upset Harry better than anyone I know. I've not a clue what his secret is but he and Harry just mesh well or something. Anne even agrees." Louis explained. "Don't tell I told you, but Robin had to help Anne a few times with getting Harry out from under his bed when he'd been naughty and needed punished."
Liam raised his eyebrows. "Oh… and here I was thinking he was this mature person, even in his teens. Well before I met him teens, I mean." He said. It seemed odd to him for a teenager to do such a thing but Harry was an odd person sometimes. "Anyway… back to the song."
"I've been told he had an extremely mouthy phase. Then would fear the wrath of Anne, run and hide in the only place she couldn't physically get him." Louis shrugged.
"The song though. What's something heterosexual and sexy… Uh… lipstick on a cup?" He thought out loud.
"The straight shit should go at the start of the song." Liam said as he began arranging the lyrics on his phone. "What about stained coffee cup?" He suggested.
"Yes, just that… just a fingerprint of lipsticks not enough. That's sexy and straight, keep the arses happy." Louis nodded. “Sweet, where you lay… still a trace of innocence on the pillowcase.”
“That’s great. We still need one more verse though.” Liam said. “How about ‘taste, on my tongue I don't wanna wash away the night before.’”
“Brilliant. But it needs more. How about ‘in the heat, where you lay… I could stay right here and burn in it all day?’” Louis sang a bit.
“Perfect.” Liam grinned.
“Alright, lemme see your phone, I wanna read over the lyrics.” Louis smiled. “I hope this song gets approved, we’ve never done a song that’s so obviously sexual.”
Liam passed Louis the phone. “Here. But uh, just don’t look at the photo gallery.”
“Why would I want to look at your dirty photos?” Louis laughed as he began to read over the lyrics but when Liam remained silent he looked up. “Oh, oh… Yeah, no worries. You know I would never actually look at your phone without permission, right?”
“Yeah, but Niall gets worried since we do use each other’s phones often.” Liam told Liam.
“Only to hack Twitter or some shit like that.” Louis said. “But yeah, I don’t want see anything that cannot be erased from my memory.”
After playing with the lyrics for a little bit while Liam worked on a tune, Louis passed the phone. “Good tune that you’re singing, I can’t wait to go into the studio and get it down. We need to have a studio day soon where you and I, plus Julian and Jamie can work on it. Those lads would love this song. But see what you think of the arrangement, I added a bit at the end.”
Liam switched to sitting to his other hip as the first one was feeling sore from sitting on it for so long.
"Stand up for a bit." Louis told him. "If you wanna run to the loo and sort of pleasure yourself with it a little that helps too. I won't judge you, obviously." Louis said and motioned to his crotch.
He then focused on changing the lyrics around. "I think I like that but… maybe reverse the verses?"
Liam stood up. “Thanks, I might just have to do that.” He said and walked around slowly as he read over the lyrics.
“Those verses don’t need to be switched. It sounds better as it is. Plus, the extra bit that you have added at the end really ties the song together, I like it.”
"Too bad this cage can't... Yeah... I can't even get hard. Fuck this damn thing." Louis complained. "The lyrics though, I love them. It's risky, more mature."
"It is. I think the fans will enjoy the change." Liam said. "We're not seemingly innocent teens anymore, we're fucking adults who do fucking adults things like… fucking all damn day and wearing fucking cock cages and anal plugs. I'm just lucky it isn't one that vibrates because I'm sure I would've found a way to turn it on myself whilst just sitting." He sighed and sat on the sofa, but he sat down directly onto the plug causing it shift and for him to gasp. "Shit. Fucking thing." He pouted a little. "Niall would love this little torture. Why do our lads have to be mean to us?" He complained a little.
"I'm tempted to video it for him." Louis teased. "They make some that can be controlled with an app on your cell. Harry and I enjoy those when we get sent apart."
Liam laughed. "I'm sure he'd love it." He shook his head a little with a smile. "Mmm, controlled via mobile sounds… fun. I worry he might have too much fun with it." He laughed a little again. "But it'd be interesting for when we have to go to our separate hotel rooms for a little while on tour. It'd be fun to try."
"Yeah, he won't wear one though will he? I wouldn't blame him. You probably don't use dildos anymore, huh?" He asked. "Sorry if that's too."
"He'd probably never be comfortable with plugs I'm assuming, momentarily forgot on my part. He's more than alright with dildos though. Mostly for using them on me but he's getting better about using them on himself." Liam explained.
"Toys keep things fun. If you ever want some good websites for adult fun things, let me know." Louis said.
"Do we get to be done now though? Liam, I'm sorry but my cock is killing. If Harry won't relieve me, you're helping me hide his body." Louis added
"We don't get to choose when we're done. We can't leave until we've used the entire time that's paid for...but I'll stay and you can go. I'll work on the music aspect. I only have a plug, it's much easier to handle than a cage." He offered.
"You're a saint and I owe you Liam." Louis told him honestly. "It's been a long time since he's caged me for the entire day." He carefully stood and tried to move it around but no matter what he did, it still hurt a little. Maybe it was too tight.
Liam nodded. "I hope you find some relief and hopefully you have a bit of fun. See ya." He said as he stood and walked over to the office type chair, turning on the soundboard.
"Just remember to kind of work it in and out a bit if it's getting too painful." Louis reminded about the plug. "I'll chat with you later though, Payno. Thanks again." Louis said then left.
After what felt like hours of driving, Louis had finally made it back home and inside.
"Harold?" Louis called. "I'm home early."
"Living room." Harry called back. "I take it things went well or they went horrible."
"Well actually, Liam was just understanding and let me leave early." He explained as he took off his shoes and slowly walked in to where Harry was. His hand was now down his joggers and holding the cage to stop it from hurting as much.
"Good to know." Harry said. "Very kind of him." He said. "So tell me about the song."
"It's about waking up with a boner and wanting sex." Louis replied as he slowly sat next to Harry on the sofa.
Harry turned his head to look at Louis and raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"You were right about Niall, Liam was wearing a plug and struggling a bit. I told him about my predicament and No Control was born." Louis explained and bit his lower lip. "I was nice and gave him tips for dealing with it."
"How kind of you." Harry smiled. "So you two wrote a song about morning wood… I wonder what management and the label will think."
"Eh, they'll accept it if we fight for it." Louis said. "But baby please, it's been all damn day. I really need this cage off."
"I don't know Lou." Harry decided to push. "I think you just want it off because you're desperate to get hard. I don't know that you've learned anything." He purposely relaxed deeper into the sofa.
Louis groaned. "Evil Styles…" He mumbled. "I'm not even desperate to get hard. You put this thing on so tight that I can't move without pain, I just don't want to be in pain anymore. Please, baby? I love you. And I was going to tell you in the morning but we're going to Doncaster for the weekend."
"Ah, and now trying to butter me up with that?" It was all Harry could do to not burst from excitement. "Honestly, I think I'll just loosen it for you and have you sleep in it. I mean, what's really in it for me if I let you out anyway?"
"Fine, I'll strike a deal with you...If you let me out, we'll go to Donny, if you don't, weekend trip with babies and my pregnant teen sister is off." Louis narrowed his eyes. "I'm so done with having this thing on. Please. I just want it off." He begged. "I'll do anything." He knew those were dangerous words but he was desperate.
Harry snapped his head to look at Louis. "Fine, I'll take it off. Let's go." Harry said nothing else as he stood and headed to their room where the key was.
As Louis slowly stood, he took his joggers off and let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, took his shirt off and held his crotch while walking to the bedroom. He knew he probably just angered Harry with the threat he made but he was moody now. He woke up hard and instead of attention, he got locked in a tight cage. He wanted it off and he wanted relief.
He slowly walked into the bedroom where Harry was. Feeling a little bad for the threat, he avoided eye contact.
Harry took the key from night stand and sat on the bed. When Louis was close enough, he stuck the key into the lock and carefully removed the cage.
"There's an ice pack in the freezer if you need it. Just put it in a plastic bag before you put it on your cock please." Harry told him with his eyes nearly burning a hole through Louis.
Louis frowned. "I'm really sorry. I just… I'm really sorry for what I said. I didn't mean it. I was just desperate to get it off. I'm a little moody too. I didn't mean to take out on you. Please forgive me?"
"Louis William, I put you in that cage for a reason and you have yet to see it." Harry told him harshly. "I was hurting so badly last night, we went to bed angry and without talking through anything. Then I wake up and you're all over me like everything is fine. You showed no respect for my feelings. I wanted you to see that I was hurt. I wanted you to realize it but instead you come home and tease me with a trip then threaten to take it away from me. Again, no consideration for my feelings."
Harry frowned and moved back to be on the bed more. "I want to know that even if we disagree on something that you at least care if I'm hurting. I want you to be willing to talk through our issues and at least find some peace, even if we can't agree."
"I do care. I'm sorry I acted like I didn't and it felt like I don’t respect your feelings. I feel the same way. It’s like we're having the same argument again and again without getting any closer to a resolution." Louis sighed. "I know you're jealous of Zayn and of Niall and Liam. They both have what you want and can't have right now. I'm not ready for a family and to get married. I'm not that mentally stable and I would not do anyone any good until I'm stable enough. We have the same argument but you don't seem to care about my feelings either." He frowned. "I'm not ready but you push and you push anyway. It's tiring, I don't want to fight anymore."
"I push because we might as well be married Louis. We live together, we buy things together, we even have a bank account together. Do you understand that I'm deeply hurt? I guess I feel like if you did,you wouldn't threaten me like you did. That's not alright."
Suddenly Harry had tears in his eyes. "I'm so sorry Louis. I swear I am. I do care that you aren't ready. I'm sorry it makes me angry. I wish I wasn't angry and that I knew how to turn those feelings off so badly." He sniffled and wiped his eyes. "Please believe that I don't want you to be hurt by this. I don't want to keep annoying you. I can't help it, even though I want to. Please Louis."
"Of course I care that you're hurting. The fact that we're married in every way possible besides it being legal is part of the reason I just want to wait until I'm stable enough have this big party and all the things that a wedding would require. I'm just not ready to make it legal yet. I want to someday. I do, just not yet. Like I said the other night, please be patient with me. I'll get there. I don't know when, I don't know how long it'll take but it will happen. I promise. I didn't give you that promise ring and not mean what it represents." He sighed and walked over to Harry slowly, wiping away his tears.
"I'm just tired of having the same argument over and over pretty much every day. I love you and that's never going to change. It wasn't right to threaten you like that, I regretted the moment it came out." He blinked to keep himself from crying.
"I know therapy isn't working for this issue. Maybe we should just focus all that anger on something else like music or learning a new instrument or becoming an even more talented songwriter. Maybe you can write songs about how you feel and you'll feel better. Or you could write stuff down in a journal. Mum told me when I was little if I was upset about something and I couldn't stop being upset that it helps to write your feelings out." He suggested. "I am sorry that I hurt you though. I didn't intend to. You know me… speak first regret later…"
Harry could only nod. He didn't want to focus his anger on learning and instrument or writing anything. He knew Louis was only trying to help though so he didn't say anything about that. "Can you at least think about getting back into therapy? You complain that you aren't ready but you aren't doing anything to help yourself." Harry took a deep breath, "I'm sorry I keep annoying you and hurting you. I'm sorry I was moody and cranky and made you stay in that cage all day. I'm sorry your cock is red now and it's hurt and… I'm just sorry for everything, Louis. Can we please just have makeup sex now? I need you."
Louis nodded. Harry had a point. "You're right, I should go back. I'll leave a message in the morning. And yes to make up sex, just gentle make up sex." He laughed a little.
"Our make up sex is almost always gentle." Harry reminded. "I really need you. I want you to top me but I understand if you're too sore. It's my fault." Harry felt himself crying again. Anytime he got overly emotional he’d get a bit needy.
"Well, I meant more gentle considering how sore I am." Louis smiled and pulled Harry into his arms. "It's okay. It'll be okay." He held him.
Harry nodded and sniffled before kissing Louis' lips. "I'll wait for you forever if I have to Louis." Harry whispered. "I love you." He let his hands run over Louis' backside. Harry rubbed Louis' bum softly and kissed his neck before pulling away and stripping.
Louis smiled a little, it helped hearing that. As he watched Harry strip, he crawled backwards to the top of the bed and waited for him to finish.
"Where do you need me?" Harry asked softly as he climbed back on the bed. Yes, he'd rather have Louis taking care of him right now but after having forced Louis into a cage all day, he didn't really deserve that. He'd caused Louis real pain so he was the one who needed taken care of.
“On all fours.” Louis replied with a small smile. He grabbed the lube from the night table beside them.
Harry's face lit up. He was so excited and happy now. "Yes, okay. Yeah." He nodded quickly and did what Louis asked. "Thank you so much Lou, I needed this so badly."
"Of course." Louis smiled a little more. "You need this, I need this, it's great." He said. "But first, I gotta stretch that tight hole."
Harry blushed and nodded. "I know I don't normally like real lube but can we use some this time? Do we still have any of the warming kind?"
"It's what I grabbed." Louis said and circled Harry's hole with a finger before slowly starting to work it inside.
Harry moaned a little. He really loved when Louis did this. He was glad that his rape hadn't completely destroyed it for him. "Love this."
"Me too." Louis said and slipped a second finger in. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight." He commented as he began working both fingers now.
"That's because I almost never bottom. It's why you plug me when you're wanting to top." Harry reminded. "Lou, go faster. I want your cock, not your fingers."
Louis picked up the pace and slipped another finger in. He did his best to open Harry as quickly as possible before finally lubing himself up and pushing his cock through the tight hole. "Fuck…" He groaned. "Finally…" He mumbled. He'd been wanting relief all day and now he was finally getting it.
“You feel amazing, boo.” Harry panted. “Please love me. Make love to me, I need you.”
Louis started to move, slow at first but quickly picking up the pace as he moaned loudly and gripped the sides of Harry's hips tightly. "Fuck, you feel so good. Feels so good after all day…" He moaned louder.
Harry whimpered and moaned. "Mmm, m'sorry. So sorry." He dropped his head and let his curls fall into his face. "Oh Louis!"
"I know…" Louis managed out in a moan. "Ah, fuck…" He picked up the pace and went a little harder. "I'm not going to last long…"
"Neither am I." Harry whimpered again as his voice cracked. "Just a bit harder. Wanna cum for you." Only Louis could make him cum untouched.
Louis slammed into Harry even harder than before and moaned. That was all it took for him to cum.
When Harry felt Louis cumming, Harry lost it too. He screamed and threw his head back, "Louis, fuck."
Louis rested his head on Harry's back for a moment before pulling out. "Fuck, that was much needed." He sighed contently as he moved to lay on a dry spot.
"It really was." They needed it for different reasons and they each understood it without discussing it. "I love you Louis. I'm sorry for everything."
Louis nodded. "I love you too, so much. I'm sorry as well." He said as he worked on evening his breath.
Harry cuddled into Louis and wrapped his long arms around him. "Did you and Liam really write a song about waking up with an erection?"
Louis grinned. "We did. It's called "No Control," or at least I think that's what it should be called. We never did decide on a title." He laughed. "We were just sharing stories… I mean him and Niall fucked all day, I woke up with a boner, so the song just came a bit naturally I suppose. He has the lyrics on his phone though. I'll probably have them by morning."
"So I was right about Niall?" Harry smirked. "I told you so." He almost laughed. He enjoyed getting to tell Louis that. "They're catching up to us it sounds like."
Louis laughed lightly. "Yes, you were. Liam mentioned the last time they had sex before eating and going off to work that Niall put a plug in him and that he isn't allowed to take it out until they're both home later."
"Wow, go Niall." Harry smirked. "I'm impressed. He's taken notes it seems." Harry kissed Louis' cheek. "We're good teachers."
"It also seems that he's a bit intimidated by Liam's past with Zayn. Sexually intimidated, that is." Louis said. "Poor lad. I hope he learns to overcome it. Liam's understanding and all but I do hope Niall learns to get past it. He shouldn't feel haunted by it."
"That's really interesting." Harry hummed. "Did you tell him he needs to make it a point to do things with Niall he never did with Zayn; and to tell Niall they never did?"
"I just told him that the lad probably finds Zayn sexually intimidating. But we know that Zayn and Liam never experimented with kinks and toys, Liam complained to us about it all the time." Louis shrugged. "So today after playing with toys and having fun with really… odd kinks like cock measuring, I think he'll be better about it or at least I hope so, for his sake."
"Cock measuring?" Harry sat up and turned to look at him. "They actually did that? Wait, is that actually a kink?"
"I think it might be to Niall, he's measured his own and now measured Liam." Louis explained. "I mean, at least the lad is branching out and trying new things?" He tried not to laugh. "It's a little odd but hey, if it makes him happy, why not. Kudos to Liam for actually going along with it."
"Why wouldn't Liam? He has nothing to be ashamed of, probably needed two rulers for that massive thing." Harry commented. "I honestly wonder how he walks sometimes, or rides a bike."
"I asked him." Louis smirked. "I said I didn't need to know the actual size but wondered if the rumours that the fans put out there were true and he said he was under that. He mentioned that Niall had brought up Liam bottoming for Zayn and that Niall was smaller than both he and Zayn. He figured that's where the full day of sex came from, trying to prove something to himself or to Liam."
"Probably both." Harry replied. "Niall isn't a very big lad, that can make a lot of guys feel inferior. I know it took mine a while to get big. Remember how embarrassed I was to show you that first time?"
"You were sixteen or seventeen, it's normal for be that size at that age." Louis said. "But yes, I remember. This isn't their first time by far, but maybe now he's just voicing his insecurities?" He said. "Nialler's nineteen. I imagine that he'll stay around the same size but size shouldn't matter. I hope Liam told him that."
"You know what?" Harry smirked. "We should do that next time. You know, just for scientific purposes."
"Measure our cocks? Seriously? I mean, if you want to. I've never cared to know my actual size but I'm alright with doing it for science." Louis nodded
"Its for science." Harry shrugged. "Next time though, right now I'm covered in cum and it's gross."
Louis nodded. "I need a shower too. Though if we want to get any sleep tonight, a separate shower is probably best. We have an early morning."
"I’m dirtier so I'm first. Will you throw the bedding in the wash?" He asked and got up. "No bleach!"
"We have more than one shower in this house!" Louis laughed. "But whoever is out first does the laundry." He said as he slowly sat up.
"Louis," Harry whined. "If it doesn't go in now we won't have dry bedding to sleep on." He rolled his eyes and began taking the sheets off the bed. "It's always me that puts them in. That's why the rare occasion you do it, you use too much soap or add bleach when you shouldn't." He grumbled.
"We have other sheets to put on, these aren't our only spring sheets. I can put them in the wash when I get out and we can put fresh ones on then." Louis suggested.
"Okay." He sighed. "You're helping though. I'm not the maid." Harry told Louis and stopped what he was doing. He walked to their loo and got into the shower. He wasn't going to walk through the house and get cum all over the floor.
Louis rolled his eyes. Harry was always so overdramatic and controlling when it came to housework. He grabbed the dirty sheets and placed them in a pile in the corner of the room then went to shower. It was time to get clean, then he'd clean up everything else.
Saturday
The following day was not a pleasant morning for Zayn.
“What were you thinking?!” Will shouted into the phone as he answered it
“What?” Zayn was baffled and confused now.
“Less than twenty-four hours later and it’s everywhere. It’s fucking everywhere, Zayn!” Will continued.
“Will, calm down. What is everywhere?” Zayn asked.
“A photograph of you and your little clone. A fan saw you at a petrol station and got a picture, now it’s everywhere.” He explained in a heated tone still. “You were told to keep him hidden.”
“It was an emergency, I wouldn’t have stopped if it wasn’t.” Zayn argued. He didn’t owe Will an explanation outside of that.
“I don’t care, rules are rules. They are there to protect you and others. This baby fiasco is putting your mates reputation at risk as well.” Will stayed stern.
“They're bound to find out at some point Will. There's no real hiding it from them, they find out everything.” Zayn sighed and began bouncing his knee.
James, who was currently being fed breakfast, simply looked at Zayn curiously before smiling at him.
“No Zayn, the way I set it up no one had to know a thing. Now we have to sort out something to tell people so that eventually this entire thing goes away. They won't stop prodding until they get an explanation.” Will groaned.
Zayn rolled his eyes a bit dramatically causing James to giggle which sent a bit of banana running down his chin. Expertly, Zayn caught it on the spoon though and put it back in James mouth.
“You can't tell them anything until I make up my mind Will. This is still my choice.” Zayn reminded.
“You're right. However, we can restrict you. No leaving your home except for work and medical emergencies until you sort out what you're doing. Don’t. Go. Out.” Will instructed in a dark tone now. “Stay put and figure out what you’re doing. I want you to give me a decision yesterday. Am I clear?”
“Perfectly.” Zayn gritted through his teeth and hung up.
Zayn then finished feeding James and got him cleaned up before calling Caroline. He invited them over to his place for the playdate instead. Caroline agreed after ensuring Zayn had enough toys to occupy two little ones.
When Caroline arrived, Brooklyn was thrilled to see him but James seemed a bit jealous. Caroline commented on how adorable it was and how it meant James was bonding with Zayn.
The two of them talked and chatted mostly about parenthood. A lot of their conversation was deep and meaningful. Caroline was proving to be the best person for Zayn to talk to and he didn't mind at all.
In fact, by the time she left just before dinner, Zayn felt he'd probably made up his mind. He just wanted a day or two longer to make sure he wasn't going to change it.
"I'm glad we had session today." Niall told Liam as they drove home. "I know we worked out our trust issues but it was good to actually talk through it some more."
"Me too." Liam smiled. "And I can't wait to marry you, July is so far." He pouted a little.
"It really is but there's no other time to do it." Niall reminded. "Trust me, had there been a sooner time, I would have pointed it out but work keeps us so fucking busy.” He sighed.
"We have mostly everything figured out, we just need to get as much booked and done before the tour as possible. Oh and while we're on tour, we're going to need someone to oversee things." Liam said.
"Liam, we are not almost done." Niall nearly gasped in a very dramatic fashion. "We have to choose a cake design. We have to choose what it will taste like. We have to choose a dress for your cousin. Everyone needs a fitting. Sean will need to be fit in Ireland and have his numbers sent to whoever is doing the alterations. Oh! Flowers! We have to choose flowers and arrangements!"
“Niall, breathe.” Liam said gently.
Niall took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“Better?” Liam asked.
“Yes. I’ll talk to Denise later and see if she’d be interested in overseeing Ireland as there isn’t much going on in the England half of things. Just a simple trip to the register's office, then to the airport.” Niall smiled.
“Okay, step one: Sean can buy his suit and get fitted and everything else right there in Ireland. It doesn’t need to be done here in England. The same goes for Isla, her mother can take her to a shop where they live and she can get fitted there. I told her our colours and that it’s going to be a real Irish wedding. She’s going to look dresses up and send them to us so we can go over them together. It should be a dress Isla likes too, that’s why I put her mum in charge of it. Plus the fact that neither of us know anything about dresses.” Liam explained.
Niall nodded. “Right, good point. What about Andy?” He asked. “Is he getting fitted here in London or somewhere else?”
“No idea but does it matter where as long as it gets done?” Liam asked.
“No, I suppose not.” Niall replied. “I was just wondering.”
“We already have our photographer, videographer, a venue for the wedding and reception. We have a date. We should research some vendors for making our cake, then we can make a trip to Ireland to do more bookings." Liam suggested. "As for flowers, we can just go with daisies; they're pretty." He was trying to be helpful.
"Just go with?" Niall asked looking almost offended. "Right. Maybe we should just go with the baker down the road for our cake? Perhaps one of those taco trucks or hot dog carts for the catering too yeah?"
"Well, for catering, we have connections for that. I mean, One Direction has their own caterer for tour, maybe Sarah can help us out?" He suggested. "She loves us, she'd keep it out of management's way."
Niall shook his head. "Perhaps it's better if Harry and I plan things. Like the flowers, he understands the importance of the minor details- shit!"
"Sure, if that'll make you happy." Liam chuckled a little. "Shit? Why shit? What?" He asked worried.
"I'm the girl in this, aren't I?" He frowned. "I'm bridezilla." He looked very upset. "This is all Harry’s fault!”
Liam held back a laugh. "No, baby, you just care about the minor details. I honestly don't know anything about flowers and I'm just very casual about this stuff as it's not really my area. Why don't we have Lou and Harry over for dinner this coming week and Harry can talk you through stuff?" He offered.
“Yes, cause I’m not just going with daisies Liam. Our wedding is important and it’s special and we’re rich. Why not go crazy?” Niall asked. “This is meant to be once in a lifetime event.”
"But they are pretty? Like you." Liam smiled. "I don't know anything about flowers so of course you and Harry handle that. You know Easter is soon, we can book appointments for the Monday after and go to Ireland over Easter. We can spend that Monday touring wedding stuff." He suggested.
“That works as long as I get some Sean time and some Theo time.” Niall agreed. “Of course, I’ll see Theo if we’re there on Easter.”
“Oh Liam! Oh!” Niall shouted. “We fucking need someone to officiate! We have to find a pro gay preacher, pastor, officiant…”
"Baby, baby, chill. Breathe… What about last names?" Liam thought to change the topic quickly. "Do you wanna keep yours or do you wanna go hyphenated?"
“I want yours.” Niall smiled sweetly. “Niall James Payne. Niall Payne.” He almost giggle. “Besides, your father would probably be upset if we didn’t use Payne. You’re the only hope for that family name.”
"I have cousins who have the same last name." Liam smiled. "But I would love for you to have my name. He'd love it too. So what about career wise? You gonna stay Horan or do Payne?" He asked.
“Well, for now it has to be Horan.” Niall thought. “Gee, that’s a big question.” He frowned for a moment as he thought intensely. “It’d be better to keep Horan as a stage name type thing yeah? Less complicated, not as messy. The fans eventually will know the truth anyway. It might make me Da feel a bit better about me choosing to legally be Payne as well. I know he has Theo but I think he wanted me to carry it on too.”
"Horan is good for stage name. Other artists have done that." Liam nodded. "They've legally changed their last name and kept their former name as a stage name. And the fans will know as soon as we register which is coming up soon… But back to the last names, we could still hyphenate it." He offered.
Niall thought but quickly shook his head, “No, I want to be Niall Payne. No hyphen. I want to truly be yours. Please Liam?” Then he realized, “Wait, did you want to be Liam Horan or Liam Horan-Payne... yeah, no hyphen. Whore-in-Payne.”
Liam laughed. "Funny lad." He laughed more as they finally made it home. "I really would love for you to be Payne, I was just letting you know that it wasn't your only option." He parked the car and leaned over to kiss Niall's lips. "I love you, Niall James Payne."
Niall felt himself getting goosebumps. He lifted his arms to show Liam and blushed slightly. “That’s the name.”
Liam grinned. "It sounds perfect." He kissed him again and turned the car off before stepping out.
"I'm going to go research places in Ireland we can check out over Easter." Niall said once they were inside. "Wanna come help, Loks?" He offered the dog who happily barked in return, making Liam laugh. "I think I might nap on the sofa, I'm a little tired."
Before Niall could properly respond, Liam’s phone began to ring with Louis’ ringtone, ‘Dickhead by Kate Nash’.
"Have fun talking to Tommo." Niall laughed as he and Loki headed off to the bedroom to do some research.
Liam swiped to accept the call. "Hey, are you finally free?" He asked as he moved to sit on the sofa. "Or did he make you sleep with it?"
“I’m free but I almost fucked up royally. He was so cross, he honestly told me where the ice pack was if I needed it.” Louis replied. “We worked it out though. Make up sex is great after a day in the cage.”
"Wow, I'm glad you're free. I ended up getting home surprisingly before Niall, he had a lot of fun writing with the lads he was with so I think it was another two or three hours before he arrived home. I did what you suggested though and it was really helpful." Liam said. "Make up sex is great," He agreed. "Ours was on the floor."
“Oh come off it Payno. We both know you two love birds weren’t fighting. If you weren’t fighting, it’s not make up sex.” Louis teased. “Oh and before I forget, Harry’s struggling to believe that we honestly wrote a song about waking up hard and horny so I’m gonna need those lyrics.”
"No, I did something really bad before we were officially together and I recently admitted it to him. We used his therapy sessions for ourselves. Just one or two sessions and yesterday the first time was about rebuilding the trust and him saying sorry for doubting. So in a way, it was make up sex." Liam explained. He knew it was banter but he felt the need to semi-explain. "Right, the lyrics… I meant to email them but I'll do it now." He said and switched Louis to speaker as he looked up the song in his phone.
“I don’t see a need for him to be sorry about doubting if you’re the one who did something wrong but whatever works for you two I guess.” Louis shrugged. “You know something else, Harry wants to measure us now. He claims it’s for science. Looks like we’re a bad influence on each other.”
"It's complicated." Liam sighed. He copied the lyrics and emailed them to Louis. "You're just now realizing that we're bad influence on each other?" He laughed and turned it off speaker. "I'm surprised you told him that part. But remember, it can't get back to Niall that I told you."
“What can’t get back to Niall?” Niall asked curiously as he was walking through to get a glass of water.
Louis heard this on the phone and began to laugh, “You’re going to get yourself back in a plug if you don’t answer this right.”
"...that the song Louis and I wrote last night was inspired by you. Harry too. Harry had locked Louis up in a cage all day after waking up hard. We fucked all day and I wore a plug half the night so all of that just created a song about morning wood. I didn't want to tell you that I mentioned to Louis that we fucked all day." Liam replied hopeful that was enough.
Niall shook his head, "You two aren't allowed to play together anymore. Management will probably hate it."
"Half truth, slick job pal." Louis praised on the phone where Niall couldn't hear.
Liam smiled. "But we are maturing and it's not like we haven't talked about sex before. This time it's just a bit more obvious. I think we can talk them into it if we promise not to make it a single."
"You two can be in charge of doing that since you wrote it." Niall kissed his cheek and carried on his way.
"Liam, I'm going to have go. Lottie's getting sick again. Mum and Harry are busy with the twins so I need to help. We'll talk later mate."
"I didn't know you were in Doncaster… Have fun." Liam nodded to himself then hung up.
Louis quickly went to the loo where Lottie was and got her a cold wet cloth, "Here, clean your face with this and I'll get you some water to rinse your mouth." Louis told her and tied her hair back better after she took the cloth from him. "You realize Tommy should be here helping with this, right?"
"He's busy with coursework. He offered but I told him to do his school work instead." Lottie replied.
Louis shook his head and got her a paper cup full of water. "Is that what you'll say when the baby has kept you up all night and you're exhausted? For him to just do his school work and not worry about it? Lottie, what about your school work?"
Lottie rolled her eyes. "I still haven't decided if I'm keeping the baby or not. If I am, we can take turns or something, I don't know. It's not like there's much room here for two extra people." She sighed.
“I love you but you can't keep making excuses for him not to be here." Louis sighed and helped her to her feet. "There's no reason he can't be at the kitchen table doing his studies and just pause to help you. He created this baby too so he needs to help. How he acts now is a big indicator of how he'll act later. That's my opinion at least. I don't want you and this baby hurt."
"He wants to be here but I'd rather not be a distraction, especially when he has a big exam coming up." Lottie said. "He'll come if I ask him to. He's been to all the appointments and carries my bag for me at school. He's been really helpful in other small ways."
Louis sighed. "You need to learn to ask for help more from him. It'd be good for him to be around the little twins anyway. When your baby comes, it will be a distraction and school is no excuse for him not to help just as much, if not more, than you." Louis felt so defensive of Lottie’s he couldn't help it.
"Lou babe, maybe you should go help your mum. I'll help Lottie." Harry poked his head into the loo. He and Jay had heard Louis from down the hall and Harry worried he was stressing Jay out.
Lottie shook her head as Louis left. "That's only if I decide to keep it." She mumbled.
"He means well." Harry attempted to encourage as he took the cloth and wiped off her shirt a little. "Try not to let him stress you out or push you towards a decision."
"Harry." Lottie almost cried. "I don't want to be a teen mum. I'm not ready to give up my freedom. I'm not ready to be a mum. I can't do this. Tommy and I talked and we both think it's best for the baby and ourselves if we give the baby to someone who can really take care of them."
Harry frowned but instantly wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair, "You don't have to do this sweetheart. No one is making you and no one will love you any less. It's such a massive thing to be willing to give your child a better life. It's selfless and it's beautiful." He rubbed her back and held her for a moment. He could tell she was upset.
"I don't want Louis to be upset with me. He keeps having all these crazy expectations when I already know what it's going to take to raise a child at my age. I've seen mum with my little siblings and I just… I can't do that. I don't want to. I want to hang out with my friends at the mall and shop, spend more than I wanted to but definitely not regretting a single thing I bought." She sniffed. "I think he wants me to keep my baby and raise it as a consequence for being so stupid."
"Oh Lottie, that's not your brother at all. He's not that cruel." Harry frowned and pulled away to look at her. "I do think he wants you both to understand how big this all is but he would never want you to feel punished."
Harry wished so badly that he could take her pain away. He wanted to fix all this. She was pretty much his little sister already and he cared deeply for her. "What if I talk to him? I can tell him what you've decided. You can take care of telling everyone else. I take it Tommy already knows?"
"Would you? Please? I know he's worried and does it out of love but I don't know if I can face him." Lottie bit her lip then groaned as she stuck her head over the toilet again and threw up.
It's a good thing Harry had a strong stomach. After all the times he and Louis would take care of hungover Niall this was nothing.
He got the cloth from before damp again and laid it over the back of her neck. "I'll be right back."
Harry then ran down to the kitchen and began making Lottie tea with lots of lemon. It was a great way to settle a sour stomach if she'd just sip on it.
Louis was so busy holding his little brother in his arms and talking away to him that he almost didn't notice Harry come down.
"Hey, how is she?" Louis asked.
“Getting sick again. I'm gonna make her some lemon tea." Harry replied. "At this point I think she needs to try something other than crackers to settle her stomach."
Louis nodded. "I'm sure she'll try anything at this point but the sickness will pass soon enough."
"Yeah, I agree." Harry said and put a pot of water on the stove to boil. "We were able to talk about things a bit before she got sick again."
Louis nodded and smiled down at his brother. He loved having a little brother but part of him wished it happened when he was growing up so he could be home more. He often wished work didn't get in the way of visiting home.
"Mm? Oh… That's nice that you two talked." Louis smiled looking back at Harry.
"She wants me to talk to you about it all Louis." Harry gently tried to explain. "She thinks you want her keep the baby simply as a consequence for her being, quote, stupid."
"That's not true." Louis frowned. "I just want to make sure she's prepared to do what she has to when she does have the baby, provided that she keeps said baby." He said.
"That's what I'm supposed to talk to you about." Harry explained and took the boiling water off the stove. He added a tea bag and then sat with Louis to wait. "She has her mind made up."
Louis looked down at Harry who sat on the sofa. "Oh. That's good."
"Yeah, Louis," Why did Harry feel nervous? "Uh, she and Tommy have talked and agreed it's better that they don't, uh, keep the baby."
Louis felt a brief moment of pain in his heart but it quickly passed. "That's good." He nodded. "It's the right decision in my opinion. I don't think either of them are ready and seriously willing to give up their freedom to do this. It's what’s best."
"Yeah, I told her what a beautiful thing it was. I don't want her to think it makes her a bad person. It actually takes a very special person to be that selfless." Harry chewed on the inside of his lip a bit. He had so much running through his mind now.
"It is." Louis agreed as he walked out of the room with his brother in his arms. "I'm really proud of her and Tommy for choosing adoption. It's a little sad but it is what's best and I respect that. I'm really proud of them." He smiled.
"I feel the same but I also feel really sad too." He frowned and stood. He stopped Louis long enough to kiss Ernie on the cheek. "It doesn't make you really upset to think that your niece or nephew is just going to be out there in the world somewhere?"
"It makes me sad of course, but this isn't my decision. Its Lottie and Tommy's and neither of them are ready for this nor want this. It's just going to make everyone miserable if they choose to keep the baby while not really wanting to keep it in the first place." He said. "We can help find a really good adoption agency and make sure that the people they choose will treat the little one very well."
"The couple will end up having to sign a confidentiality form. Management doesn't get a say but things will be really bad for your entire family if word gets out. Lottie doesn't need that." Harry sighed and went back to finish up the tea. "I wish I didn't feel so heartbroken because I know it's the right decision for the baby."
"Yes, I agree. Though adoptions aren't made public and couples are usually made to sign a confidentiality agreement regardless." Louis shrugged. "They don't have to know anything about her besides her first name even."
"What if she wants an open adoption though Louis? She's allowed to have that and those have all kinds of options. She could choose to just get photos and updates regularly or she could choose for her and Tommy to get to see the baby regularly. Open adoptions can be intense. It's one reason why I'm not sure I want an open adoption for us when the time comes." Harry said and carefully added lots of fresh lemon juice to the tea.
"Not many adoptive parents agree to an open adoption and it doesn't always last either. I know of parents who start sending updates then just stop. I personally wouldn't want an open adoption. It'd be too confusing for the child in my opinion. If she wants one, great. I think it'll just end up causing more pain." Louis said.
"Well, we're going to make sure to get her a good lawyer for the adoption process then. Whatever she wants for this is what we're going to make sure she gets Louis." Harry wasn't leaving room for discussion.
Harry then gave the tea a stir and kissed Louis' cheek before leaving to go back to Lottie.
Louis rolled his eyes after Harry left.
Of course he'd do anything Lottie wanted and he'd do anything to help. Harry was acting as if he was the better person in this and a better supporter than Louis was. It made him feel uneasy and also concerned because he didn't want children yet and Harry did. If Harry was of proper age, he could do what he wanted anyways. A part of him hoped that Harry didn't bring up adopting Lottie's baby, it felt too odd to think about.
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Hello beautifuls! I love your writings and I’m ready freedom now and it is great but I was wondering when you were planning on updating extrication of evil? Since it’s been so long since the last update I was going to reread it before the update! Thanks for all your hard work! You all don’t get thanked enough
It’s been so long because my mom has been seriously sick off and on since December.
Anything to do with the weekend I’m writing on my own so it takes longer but I know exactly what’s going to happen. I have plans to try and attempt writing more this week. I have visuals for stuff so that helps me want to get done.
In the kitchen, Harry was fighting hard not to be upset. Life felt so incredibly unfair. He was so frustrated that he felt like crying.
“Babe, please don’t be so cross.” Louis requested as he came up behind Harry. He wanted to hug him from behind and hook his chin over Harry’s shoulder but there was no way that would work with their height difference. Instead, he settled for stretching up on his top toes and kissing Harry’s cheek.
"I’m not cross." Harry shook his head. "Hurt, sad, disappointed, impatient. You're not ready and I am… It's fine. It'll be fine, I'll be fine." He replied as he scrubbed the pot hard.
"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Something that doesn't require going against what I'm ready for?" Louis asked with a frown. He was doing his best to be understanding of Harry's feelings. He truly hated Harry being so broken, it actually worried him deeply. At the same time however, he was becoming annoyed with Harry's one track mind.
Harry sighed. "You can help with the dishes like you said you would." He suggested. "Not sure what you can do to make the pain go away." He frowned. "Well, there is something but you're not willing it's hard to accept but I'll get there eventually."
"Harold, do you understand that there is a difference between unwilling and unable?" Louis asked calmly yet pointedly. "Think about those weeks after we were rescued. I wanted and needed to be intimate with you. I needed to be with someone and it be my choice and I needed to know we were okay. You couldn't though. We're you unwilling or unable?"
Harry sighed and looked at Louis. "Unable...but this is different, innit? To me it feels like you're unwilling to get married and adopt babies right now. Look at how fucked up Niall was, and now he and Liam are talking about marriage and babies like nothing even happened." He spoke a little softer, not wanting to risk being overheard by Niall or Liam. He didn't mean it offensively, just in a comparative way.
"Niall didn't try to commit suicide, Harry." Louis gently argued.
"I wasn't trying to actually do that, Louis Tomlinson." Harry shot back harsh yet quietly.
"Doesn't matter if you meant to, I almost lost you. You looked so utterly dead, Harry. My entire world fell apart in that moment. Now all of this, the way you can't think of anything else, it's like an obsession and it's scaring me." Louis shook his head. "I want nothing more then to wake up beside you as your husband every day for the rest our very long lives. I want to have at least four, if not more, children with you. I have it all planned out in my head, I swear it. Im just not there yet. I'm not able to even if you think I am and just won't. For fucks sake!" Louis felt so frustrated now. "You're my everything. Please believe me, Harry. I'm totally committed to you. I'm not saying no, I'm just fucking asking you to wait."
"Of course I'll wait." Harry sighed. "I don't want anyone else. I can't be with anyone besides you. It's just really hard to wait; it's hard seeing our mates get everything I want. Zayn gets a kid when he didn't even want one, Niall and Liam are getting married and talking about adopting. It's really hard to see everyone else get what I desperately want. But it turns out that it's still not my turn so I'll just have to continue to wait."
"One day it will be our turn Harry. I promise, when it is our turn, I will make sure it is everything and more than what you've dreamed of. I don't break my promises with you, ever ." Louis said.
He took a breath and began drying the dishes Harry had washed. "Can you at least just admit you're jealous? I think you'd feel better if you were honest with yourself, and me." Louis tried.
"Of course I'm fucking jealous! I've not been hiding the fact that I'm jealous, it's really quite obvious." Harry shook his head as he finished the last dish and moved on to the glasses.
"You haven't said it out loud though, not until just now." Louis remained calmed.
"Hey, if you two are done fighting, I'm about to leave." Zayn said poping his head into the kitchen. The only thing left to do was get James from Liam and into his seat.
Harry looked at Zayn. "See ya tomorrow then,” he smiled politely.
"Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow." Louis nodded.
No one liked seeing Harry and Louis fight. It always worked itself out but it was usually after things got pretty heated.
"Uh, see ya." Zayn nodded and went to Liam and Niall.
"Just give Caroline or Lou a text when you get home. One of them is sure to have options for you." Niall reminded as Liam stood with James still asleep.
"I will, thanks for the advice." He smiled. "Come here James. Time to get you home." Zayn softly spoke as he began to take him from Liam.
Poor James, of course, woke up and burst out into the most heart broken cry ever. He really loved Liam.
Liam frowned a little at James' cry. It hurt a little to hear that.
"If you ever need a babysitter for whatever reason, Niall and I are happy to lend a hand." He offered.
"Yeah, we don't mind helping out a mate. New parents get help all the time, so why not do the same for our friend?" Niall smiled.
Zayn nodded as he cuddled James to his chest for a moment and kissed his curls. "Thank you. That's very helpful." He didn't honestly feel like Liam wanted to help, he assumed it was all Niall and Liam was just making Niall happy. He wasn't complaining, however. It was something he knew he would need at some point.
"Of course," Liam smiled, “we're happy to help."
"Right. Now I just have to get him into his seat, hopefully without him crying." Zayn said.
"He's going to cry a little but the car ride should soothe him." Niall told him.
Zayn sighed and moved James to get his jumper on. The little lad cried while it was happening and continued as Zayn began trying to get him into his seat.
Zayn then did the only thing he knew to try: he began humming the tune of one of his favourite songs. The lyrics weren’t age appropriate but the tune itself was nice.
"It's too quiet." Liam said. "I'm going to check on the lover's quarrel, make sure they haven't broken any thing of ours." He told Niall and kissed his cheek. "... or forgotten where they are."
"They better be clothed." Niall told Liam as he left the room.
"Do you need help to your car or anything?" Niall asked Zayn.
"Thanks, but I've got it." He assured. "No need to strain your knee."
"Carrying a bag or two or a car seat isn't going to strain my knee. If anything, lifting semi heavy stuff is good rehab for it." Niall explained. He paused for a moment. "Listen, I know recently we haven't gotten along. While we were being held hostage, you were very unkind to say the least. I can understand your point of view during that time though. When we were safe, there were still bad feelings and I wasn't comfortable being around you, much less alone with you. We did have moments where we tried to rebuild our relationship but then somehow things got off track. Then, James came, but I suppose what I'm trying to say is that I miss my mate. Despite any hard feelings between us that stem from the recent past, I want to learn how to move on from that. And you are invited to the wedding, but I understand if you'd rather not come. It's a little awkward going to your ex's wedding despite remaining friends."
“Wow, Niall...” Zayn said softly.
James was still whimpering but not very loud.
“Thank you for that, it means a lot. I kind of feel you’re the only one truly behind me. I don’t know why but I’m grateful.” Zayn told him and let him take the high chair. “I miss being your mate too, by the way. I’m sorry I was a giant arse.”
Niall nodded. "Thank you for that and, like I said, I understand where you were coming from." He said.
"As for helping, we're all supportive, we just show it differently. Harry is more baby-obsessed than ever before so James is kinda like his fix. Louis knows what it takes to raise a child, he helped his mum and Mark a lot growing up with being the oldest out of five children. I think he just wants you to understand that you're in it for life and it's hard work. He also understands the pain of not being wanted and being left with the latter happening twice in his life. I'm pretty sure he just wants you to make the best decision possible for both you and James. As for Liam, he knows you better than any of us do. I think his attitude just comes from worry for both you and James. He doesn't want you getting in over your head or doing this out of a sense of duty. If you do it out of duty, you'll end up bitter in the long run because it isn't what you truly want. As for myself, I just want to help; everyone deserves a little help. A lot of new parents do get help in the beginning. You have people around you who do want to help and support you, you just have to let us in."
“Why can’t the rest of them talk to me like you do? Why can’t they sit down calmly and tell me all of this?” Zayn asked with a frustrated sigh as they began walking down to the car. “You know I don’t take well to being told off are talked down to. It’s a trigger.”
"They don't mean to trigger you. Getting told off and being bossed around is apart of life, you just have to remember how to deal with your triggers. I know it's difficult but they just worry and we all tend to let our emotions get the best of us when we're worried. It's not intentional. Plus, it's always good to remind us when we're doing stuff that triggers you. It helps us become more aware and not do it as much in the future." Niall explained.
“I can’t remind Liam. I know he’s your fiancé and I don’t mean to be disrespectful but, he hates me at the moment if we’re being honest. I could maybe remind Louis and Harry but I just see Liam biting my head off. He criticizes everything I do right now, I just bite my tongue and put up with it.” Zayn replied.
"Liam doesn't hate you! He's just hurt. You cheated a lot during your relationship with him and it deeply hurt him to find out you weren't the type of person he thought you were. He's hurt and disappointed. He's upset that you couldn't have stayed faithful and that it was more than one time. He worries for James, I think. First James loses his mother, then he is placed with Foster parents while you sort out paternity then he's with you. The longer James is with you, the more he gets attached, and the harder it'll be for both you and James if you decide fatherhood isn't something you want right now." Niall tried to explain.
Zayn frowned. “The last thing I want is to hurt James. He’s mine so there’s a connection between us whether I keep him or not. I just want everyone to trust that whatever I decide, it will be completely based on what I think is best for him. I won’t keep him if I think I can’t be what he needs, I promise.” Zayn sighed and pulled the cover over James before stepping outside. He didn’t need anyone else getting a photo.
"I think Liam worries whether or not you can give up the bad habits in your life for good if you're going to raise a child." Niall said. "I think it's all the drugs. I know you're past tobacco at this point which is great. But all the other bad stuff in your life, I think the others just don't know what to think because you're the type of person who loves a party and going wild. It doesn't seem like you're ready to settle down or, if you do, you'll end up regretting it. And again, it all just comes from a place of worry and love too."
“Can’t I get a sitter and party?” Zayn asked. “Are you telling me parents never have fun?”
James finally stopped crying from inside his car seat under the cover. He now kicked at the cover, anything to keep himself awake.
"I would think that most parents have fun nights out but stay sober because they have to come home to their kid clear headed." Niall shrugged. "Plenty of parents have date nights but I don't think they go out and get drunk. Or, if it's an overnight thing, they don’t come pick up the child hungover because even hungover, you're not alert and clear headed and that's what you need to be if you're going to be a parent. At least that's what I think and what I know I'll do when the time comes. It's a lot of responsibly and I would never do anything that would cause me to be around my child when I'm not thinking clearly."
“It’s probably why so many parents ditch their children. I know my grandparents would always keep my cousins and I for a weekend when our parents had parties with drinking. I suppose it’s a bit different though, being with a grandparent versus a sitter.” Zayn was mostly thinking out loud as they reached his car and unlocked it. “I’ve no idea what kind of grandparents my parents would be if I kept him.”
"If you don't like how they treat him, then they don't get to be around him. It might cost you your relationship with them but it's all about keeping good people around him." Niall suggested. "Anyways, Liam and I will be happy to babysit but not babysit for you to go get drunk and show up hungover. If you want to party, at least tell us that and we can watch him longer but it's better for him to spend more time with you. Especially after so much change and so many new people in his life lately."
“I’ll remember that. I mean, I obviously am wanting to go party at some point but perhaps I can learn to just go and party without getting completely pissed. Maybe just buzzed would do it for me, that way I don’t get a hangover.” Zayn thought as he clicked James’ car seat into the base. “That would be fine right?” He asked and took the high chair to load it.
"If you're not picking him up the same night then sure, I think that works." Niall nodded.
“You’d keep him overnight then?” Zayn asked. He put the nappy bag in the back with James and shut the door.
"Yeah, just don't show up hungover unless you want to get a lecture." Niall warned. "Because if Liam doesn't end up killing you for it, then I might. It's not safe for a child to be with their parent if their parent can't think clearly or is not alert enough due to a hangover. What if you end up falling asleep on the sofa or stuck in the toilet all because of the stupid hangover? It's not safe for James then. In every single thing you do, you have to think about whether it affects James or not. You have to think about how it's going to affect him because everything you do is a ripple effect on that baby's life."
“Shit, I need to get going. He’s really cranky when he’s tired.” Zayn told Niall. “Thanks for the talk, made me feel a bit more normal again. It’s been a while.”
"Anytime you need to talk, I'm here. We both are." Niall encouraged. "Have a good night and I'll see you tomorrow." He said then turned to walk back inside.
When Zayn got home, he gave James a quick bath and got him to sleep before finally calling Caroline.
Much to Zayn’s surprise, she took the news really well and agreed to help him out with James temporarily. Between her and her husband, someone would be around to look after James. The deal was that they'd only do it until Zayn made up his mind about keeping James or not.
Friday
Zayn’s morning was going well, his stress level was much lower than the night before as he prepared a bag for James to bring to Caroline’s.
On the way there, he got a call from one of their managers explaining that rehearsals were cancelled due to a writing session with some other big name artists that he and Harry needed to go to. They weren’t writing in the same groups so it turned out it was going to be an unpredictable day.
Brooklyn was thrilled to see Zayn when they arrived but she was more interested in James. He explained to Caroline the change of plans. Thankfully, she understood and was fine with keeping James longer if needed. James was upset with Zayn leaving but by the time he made it to the writing session he had a text from Caroline with a photo of Brooklyn and James playing together. Feeling comforted by the text, he was able to let go of his worries and put all his focus into writing.
Niall sat on the sofa early that morning. Loki had woken him up early needing to wee and he couldn’t get himself back to sleep. So much was going on and he just had a lot on his mind.
Rehearsals were cancelled so he took some time to look at some fans tweets and even liked a few on twitter before going into his photos. There were so many he wished he could show the fans. Like the one he’d took of Liam holding James who was asleep. It was a new favorite. It made him so much more attracted to Liam, if that was possible.
Liam groaned as he woke up. He was still tired so he didn't open his eyes right away. He blindly reached out for Niall to cuddle him but opened his eyes when he didn't feel his lover.
He pouted for a moment and then climbed out of the bed. After pulling on a pair of joggers, he headed out to their living room.
"NiNi?" He called, yawned a little as he tried to wake up.
Niall heard Liam calling and quickly replied so he wouldn’t worry. “Loki woke up early needing a wee.”
Loki jumped off the sofa and excitedly greeted Liam. Niall however, kept looking at the photo on his phone. The longer he looked, the better it got.
After greeting Loki and showing him lots of love, he walked to the sofa and sat next to Niall and kissed his cheek. "Good morning, love." He smiled. "What are you upto on this fine morning?"
“I was on Twitter. Now I’m looking at a photo I snuck of you.” Niall admitted without actually showing him.
Loki jumped back on the sofa and forced his way into Niall’s lap. That made the phone get knocked out of Niall’s hand and it ended up on the floor.
Niall sighed but placed a loving kiss on the dogs head. "You know it's rude to knock things out of people's hands, right?" He told the dog.
Liam laughed and leaned over to pick up the phone. "Wow, James looks so freakin tiny in my arms." He commented. "It's a nice picture though." He smiled.
“It’s more then nice.” Niall pouted a little and gently took his phone back. “I’ve been staring at it for the last half hour. It’s just, it's incredible and breathtaking and it does things to me."
"Oh?" Liam raised an eyebrow. "And what kind of things are those?" He asked.
For a brief moment Niall bit his lower lip and blushed a little. He then looked up at Liam, "Lets just say I have two things that are my kryptonite now."
Liam raised both eyebrows now. It was an interesting confession but he loved hearing it all the same. "Well, if it's your kryptonite then what are you going to do if we ever babysit James? How would you ever survive?" He smirked a little as he ran his fingers through Niall's hair.
Niall closed his eyes at the touch and hummed, "I could..." He opened his eyes and blushed again. "I could handle myself with him being right there. I think the whole 'elf' thing is the one I can't control. You with kids, fuck Li. It's amazing in ways I can't describe but obviously, with the kid still there I'd be a creep to not have control."
"Well, I was sorta thinking once the kid is gone, what would my little elf do then?" Liam asked as he moved his fingers to trace lines on Niall's neck. "Or how about right now? You've been staring at that photo for a half an hour..."
"Liam..." Niall whimpered and moaned at the same time. He gently moved Loki off his lap. That one single word mixed with having been looking at a photo of Liam had his cock rock solid already. "Mmm, are we ready for... For that?"
Liam frowned a little at the reminder of how strained they'd recently become sexually since his confession on what he did Halloween night last year in Japan. "I'm ready to show you that I'm still the person you know and love, that I'm deeply sorry for what I did."
"Alright then." Niall nodded and carefully moved into Liam's lap. "I think I need you to show me that the trust is still here. This is the perfect way to do that."
Liam smiled and placed his hands on Niall's hips. "I'm sorry for what I did and that it caused you to lose trust in me. I'm ready to show you that I'm never going to hurt you again." He said, then kissed Niall deeply. "Mmm, would you like to move to the bedroom? Or should we have some fun out here?" He asked as he moved to massage Niall's arse with his hands.
"Fuck Li," He whimpered. "I want it right here. Please." He moaned and felt little tingles shoot through his body. "Mmm, don't want Loki watching."
Liam had actually forgotten that Loki was in the room with them. "Loki, go lay down in your bed." He instructed and Loki trotted off to the bedroom to lay in his bed that was mainly used for his day naps.
Liam then began to suck on Niall's collarbone as he continued to massage his arse.
Niall moaned and pressed his bum into Liam's hands. He whimpered at Liam sucking on his neck and begged, “mark me. Please mark me." His hands went to Liam's chest as he rubbed over his nipples before pinching them softly.
Liam sucked harder, making sure to leave his mark. He moaned into the collarbone as he felt Niall pinching his nipples. "Fuck." He mumbled.
He pulled away from the skin and kissed Niall's lips. "Mm. Stand up for a moment, I gotta rid you of these clothes."
"Please." There were far too many clothes between them right now, even with Liam shirtless.
Liam let his hands explore under Niall’s shirt for a moment before taking it off.
After the shirt was discarded, Niall used Liam to help push himself up and then stood balancing on his good leg. He knew he trusted Liam to not let him fall while getting his clothes off.
Liam held onto Niall's hips until he was sure he was steady then carefully pulled Niall's joggers down. He carefully moved the leg out of the joggers and helped Niall place it down on the sofa again.
He then repeated this action with the other leg.
For a moment he stood there naked and Liam stared. He then snapped out of it, slowly helping Niall back down onto his lap. "You good?" He asked softly as he ran his hands over Niall's knees.
"Y-yeah." He nodded. "Knee's good, I promise." Niall bit his lip once again and looked at the bulge in Liam's joggers. "Take those off and call me it again. Please LiLi?"
Liam nodded as he gently removed Niall from his lap.
He stood and removed his joggers, then removed the boxers he had slept in which revealed his hard cock.
"My little, sexy elf." Liam spoke slowly as he sat back down on the sofa.
Niall moaned again hearing it. Being called 'elf' by Liam was his biggest weakness. "I want to be touched, or sucked or something. Please Liam." He gave Liam is sexiest pout. "I’m hard and horny and it's your fault so stop just staring at me."
Liam grinned and moved onto the floor. He stood on his knees in front of Niall and pulled the knees over his shoulders while Niall sat slouched down a little on the sofa. Liam began to lick over his lover's hole once he was sure Niall was comfortable.
Niall held the back of the sofa and moaned loudly, "Li, baby, love when you do that." He let go of the sofa with one hand and wrapped it around his cock. "I've missed this so much."
Liam licked around it a few more times before spitting on the hole itself. "I've missed it too... tasting you." He then slowly began to push his way inside the hole with his tongue.
Niall's breathing grew unsteady as he kept stroking himself. "Yes! Liam, Yes! Open me with your tongue." If he wanted to gain all of his trust back in Liam, he'd have to bottom despite his initial feelings to be topping.
Liam continued to push his tongue in deeper as he pleasured his fiancè. He moved a hand upwards and replaced Niall's hand with his own as Liam began to stroke Niall's cock for him.
With his hand free now, he was able to shove his fingers into Liam's hair. "Baby, please, oh please!" Niall felt so turned on right now. "I need you to fuck me. Liam! Ah, don't make me beg."
Liam quickly but gently pulled his tongue out, replacing them with his fingers to slightly tease him. "How do you want me?" He asked. "Or what are you comfortable with rather?"
"Anything except from behind." He whimpered. He wasn't ready for that mentally and his knee wasn't up for it physically. "On my back is probably the best for me knee. Just, mmm, hurry Liam, please. I'm so fucking horny." He told him and tried to force himself to lay still so his lover could open his hole properly.
Liam nodded and continued to use his fingers to open Niall's hole. Niall wanting sex on his back was still a new thing and they had only done it that way a few times. Liam removed his fingers and opened the side table drawer so he could get the lube. He lubed up his cock and placed the bottle on the table.
He then looked up at Niall. "Alright, you can move now."
Carefully Niall slid off the sofa and laid on his back on the floor. His eyes looked up at Liam with hunger. "I fucking want you Liam James. Christ, I need you."
He split his legs open as wide as he could handle and stroked his hard cock with a moan to tease Liam. "Ready to fuck your elf?" He asked.
Liam bit his lower lip before he hovered over Niall. He kissed Niall's lips, lined himself up and gently pushed inside Niall as he slowly went as deep as he physically could.
Niall's hands quickly reached for Liam's arms. He held them tightly and kept eye contact. This was still new for them. It was important to for him to lock in on Liam so his mind wouldn't wander.
"You're so big. Hell Liam, it feels incredible. I love you baby." Niall whimpered. This is exactly what he needed.
Liam moved slow, partly to gain the trust back and partly because Niall being on his back was a new thing. "Mmm, I love you, my little elf. My baby." He moaned softly.
Niall's cock twitched hard at hearing the pet name. When he felt it tap against Liam's abs, he moaned very loudly. Something about that was very enjoyable. It made getting fucked on his back like this better.
“You command, my little elf." Liam moaned and began to quicken his movements, going harder with every thrust.
With the faster movements, Niall became a mess quickly. He moaned and even screamed a bit as his eyes stayed locked to Liam's. "More. God, more Liam! I'm so close. Fuck me! Please fuck me!" His voice filled the entire flat and all worries of not trusting Liam were out the window.
Liam grinned, hearing the pleas and fucked into Niall even harder than before. "Fuck. I love you so much." He moaned and began to nibble on Niall's collarbone again.
Niall's back arched and his hands moved to the back of Liam's shoulders where his nails dug in and scratched him. "Yes! Yes! Li-" He couldn't even get his full name out before cumming hard between them. The feeling of his cum getting smeared on Liam's abs in combination with the sheer pleasure of getting fucked by Liam had his orgasm lasting much longer than it had in a very long time, possibly ever.
As Niall's orgasm reached its end, it was Liam's turn to cum hard inside Niall as he screamed his name.
"Mmm, NiNi..." He whimpered out as he came down from his high and pulled out.
"Liam," Niall panted and whined. He felt himself becoming clingy. "Hold me. Please hold me Liam." He rolled onto his side carefully and pulled on Liam to come closer. "That was amazing and I needed it. Liam, I love you."
Liam moved closer to Niall and cuddled into him. He kissed the top his blonde locks and smiled feeling happier than he had in a long while. "I love you, Niall James."
"Liam James." Niall grinned. "I forgive you. It still hurts that you did that but I forgive you and I trust that you'll never hurt me like that again. I'm sorry I doubted you."
Liam nodded. "It hurts me too. It hurt keeping it from you but the way your mental state was at the time, I was scared to admit it to you and I was scared to lose you. But I'm glad that it's out now and that we're getting married with no secrets between us." He kissed Niall's nose. "I love you more than I have ever loved anyone or anything in my life."
"There is one secret still." Niall admitted. "Sorry, I feel terrible about not telling you. It's a secret I've been dying to tell someone. It's eating me alive."
Liam felt his heart drop a little but nodded anyway. He rubbed over Niall's arm. "What is it?" He asked softly.
With a very serious and somber tone of voice, Niall slowly spoke, "Larry is real." Of course he then burst into laughter.
Liam laughed loudly. "Is it really a secret though? I think it's the worst kept secret. Most fans have it right, bless them. But soon, the world will know that Larry is indeed real and the antis can choke on their words." He paused. "I need to lay off of the Twitterverse for awhile." He shook his head. He leaned over and kissed Niall's lips. "But you know what else is real?" He asked.
"Niam?" Niall giggled. "Oh, the rumors about how your dick is eleven inches?" Niall kissed Liam's lips a few times. "I fucking love you."
"Niam is definitely real. I've confirmed it a couple of times." Liam smirked. Although it was before they were actually together and when they were just friends, he felt it counted now.
"As for my dick being eleven inches, you wanna check for me?" He smirked more.
"Actually, yes." Niall said and sat up a little. "Next time you’re hard can we really measure it and find out the exact length?" Niall then remembered something, "Shit, do you know the first time I heard that rumor I came so close to asking Zayn if it was true?"
"You really are One Direction's biggest fan." Liam laughed. "I've never measured me cock before but sure why not. Wait... Seriously?" He felt shocked. "I had no idea you cared… at that time."
"I can't say that I cared like how I do now. In fact, I know I didn't. It was more shock, curiosity, astonishment and uh, maybe a hint of jealousy." Niall admitted. "I'm smaller than you by a few inches but shit, am I glad now that I never asked Zayn that."
"Me too. He probably would have laughed though and walked away thinking it was a joke." Liam laughed. "So..." He said pulling Niall into him a bit more. "Have you ever measured your cock then?"
Niall blushed hard. His face was actually bright red. "Fuck sake, yes." He whimpered a little. "Please don't tell anyone. It's really embarrassing." He whimpered again. “I'm probably the smallest in the band too. I'm four inches and three quarters.”
Liam looked at Niall seriously. He suddenly felt tempted to look but he also felt like he shouldn't. "I… I have seen you soft and hard. I've sucked you dry, it just doesn't seem like you're that… size." He said. "But size doesn't matter to me anyway. I love you, small cock and all." He teased.
Niall blushed again and hid his face against Liam, "It's not funny. Perhaps I measured wrong. All I know is that I've seen everyone else's and they're all bigger."
He took a deep breath as his mind began to wonder around other areas of the conversation topic. When it finally occurred to him that Zayn was larger than him as well he felt a pit form in his stomach.
"Perhaps we should change topics. I just remembered you've bottomed for Zayn." Niall tried to explain without using too many details.
"This is true, we've talked about it before." Liam said and ran his fingers along Niall's back. "But also, you should know that I've gotten more pleasure out of bottoming for you than I ever did with him."
"You're positive?" Niall needed reassured. "He's longer and thicker and fuck, why am I describing it?!" Niall groaned. "Just reassure me one more time."
"I am. Everything we do, sexual and non sexual is so much better than it was with him. The first time we had sex, I bottomed and I was excited, as odd as that might sound. It was partly due to my feelings for you, but I knew if I could get off the way I did with you just touching me… I couldn't wait for you to be inside me and when you were, the feeling was incredible. It was beyond anything I've ever felt before." He kissed Niall's head. "It doesn't matter what his dick size is, that's only a small part of the pleasure. The rest is all the emotions that go with it. It's better with you because I'm so in love with you."
Niall smiled, "You're the sweetest man in the world. You bottom almost every time even though you prefer to be on top. You say all the right things to make my heart melt. You're everything." Niall kissed him again and smiled bigger. "You're also really messy, as am I. I don't like it."
"I prefer whatever makes you most comfortable and happy. I want every sexual experience to be a good one for you. Whatever I can do on my part to make that happen, I want to do." Liam grinned. "And yes, we are. Shall we take a shower together, my love?"
"Yes. I need help up though, knee is a bit sore from that uh, exercising." He laughed. "Honestly though, you're important too and I want you to know that. One day, I want to know what your biggest fantasy is with me is and whatever it is, we'll do it.” He promised.
Liam stood and helped Niall up. "I tried to be careful of your knee. It's why I had them over my shoulder." He said. "Mmm, but you do look gorgeous covered in my cum, I have to say."
"I enjoyed all of it so the knee was fine." Niall assured him. Looking over at Liam, Niall enjoyed what he saw enough that he had to grab his cock to stop it from getting hard. "Yeah, there was something so incredible to me about feeling meself pressed against your abs. When I came and I felt it getting on you, I just... best orgasm I've had in a long time."
Liam grinned. "Shower, then we’ll clean up the floor and have breakfast." He took Niall's hand and lead him to the shower. As he turned it on, Liam said, "I know we have to work tonight but I just want to have the laziest day with you today."
"Well if we weren't working I wouldn't want to do that." Niall replied simply and very carefully got into the shower. Ever since his surgery he had a fear of slipping in the shower and hurting his knee.
“Well what would you wanna do then?" Liam asked as he helped Niall into the shower. He closed the door and wrapped his arms around his lover and kissed his shoulder. He couldn't help himself, he loved to always have Niall in his arms.
"I'd want to take turns fucking each other." Niall stated very boldly. "If other people can have sex all day, so can we. Why not us? Just because I'm a bit damaged doesn't mean I can't enjoy being crazy when it comes to sex." Niall kissed at Liam's face and neck a few times. "Seriously though, please don't let me fall in here."
"I'd never let you fall." Liam said tightening his grip a little bit. "And for the record, I don't think you're damaged. I've honestly never seen you that way." He kissed Niall's nose then lips. "As for the idea of fucking all day, I really love that idea, let's do it." He smirked a little then giggled at his pun.
"I'd love to do it all day with you though. We have to figure out a position where I can be the top and not make me knee sore." Niall explained.
"When it comes to what position, maybe you can always wear your knee brace for when you top? I honestly don't see them as a turn off and if it helps protect your knee then why not."
“I'm only wearing it when I fuck you then because I hate that stupid thing." Niall sighed.
“You're also going to continue to wear it whilst on stage." He told Niall as he ran his hands over the wet body. "Let's get cleaned up though so we can have some more fun."
"Of course I'll wear it on stage. But will you carry me to the bed when we're done?” Niall giggled.
Liam grinned. "Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Yes." Niall grinned. "I'm having such a good day. Fawning over the photo I took of you, incredible sex where we worked our trust issues out, showering with you, agreeing to have sex with me all day and now a promise to carry me to bed."
Liam laughed. "We gotta get clean first." He said as he grabbed the body wash. He poured some on Niall's chest and quickly made work of rubbing it in and spreading it as far as he could make it go, then rinsing it off.'
"Get clean just to be dirty boys again." He smirked and kept his tight hold on Liam. "Oh, do you still have those toys, baby? I don't remember what all there was."
"We do, I believe they're in the closet. We have dildos and plugs… vibrators… rings… Probably other stuff I'm forgetting." Liam replied as he worked on washing the lower areas of Niall's body.
"I want to try using the toys if you're ready for that." Niall said. "Oh, how would feel about wearing a plug at work tonight? Is that too much of a Larry thing? It is, isn't it? Never mind, I'm sorry." He frowned.
"I'm ready if you're ready. You've used a dildo before but I don't think you've used anything else." Liam commented as he rinsed Niall off. "And it's not just a Larry thing, it's a sexual thing. We just happen to know more about their sex life than the average person because we live with them most of the time." He explained. "But wearing a plug while trying to write a song would be very interesting."
"I wanna try other stuff today then but no plug for me. I don't think I'll ever be okay with that. The other stuff I'll try with you. You're wearing a plug tonight for sure though." Niall finished with a grin.
"I can't wait." Liam grinned. "Well, you're definitely all clean now, my gorgeous Irish boy." He kissed Niall's forehead. "Why don't you sit down on the seat while I clean myself up?" He suggested.
Niall had forgotten it was there honestly, he'd been too happy getting washed by Liam. "Ok, hurry." Niall said and sat down. "Wash yourself, sexy." Niall smirked.
Liam laughed. "I'll do me best." He grinned and poured some body wash on the bath sponge, beginning to use the bath sponge on his body. He started with his arms and his chest and neck. Then he moved down to his legs and other lower areas, making sure to do so slowly while facing Niall the entire time.
Niall enjoyed the view. He was hard by the time Liam was finished. "Fuck sake Li, I feel like a teenage lad who has just discovered his penis, I'm that horny."
Liam smirked and stood under the shower head as he rinsed him off, letting the water do most of the work. He used his hands to get the rest of the suds off of his body before turning off the water and pushing his wet hair out of his face. "We should take care of that hard on now, don't you think?" He grinned, outstretching a hand for Niall.
"Yes, we really should." Niall grinned. "I need help drying off so I can get my brace on cause I want to fuck you so badly."
He carefully stood and grinned when he saw Liam eyeing his cock. "Gonna let Daddy fuck you?"
"Fuck yes." Liam's grin grew. He opened the door, stepped out and helped Niall out of the shower. He grabbed the extra large towel, quickly making work of drying his lover off. He decided to be a bit of a tease and used the towel to dry off Niall's cock while giving him a very brief handjob at the same time. "There, you're all dry now." He smirked.
"Naughty boy." Niall moaned. "It's not polite to tease daddy." He warned. "You'd better be a good boy. Can you do that? Hmm?"
"But it's so much fun, especially when I'm so hard and horny...I can't wait to be fucked by daddy." Liam playfully pouted. "But I promise I can be a good boy for you. How can I make it up to you?"
"Keep your word. Carry me to bed and help get my brace on." Niall told him. "Though I think I'd also like you to make it up to me by using your mouth on my cock." Niall was very excited, this was the best day he'd had in a while.
"Whatever you want, daddy." Liam nodded. He lifted Niall into his arms and carried him into the bedroom, carefully laying Niall on the bed.
He then noticed Loki watching them and felt a little uneasy. Picking up Loki's favourite toy, he threw it out of the room and closed the door once the dog had gone after it.
"Thank you for that." Niall told him. "I don't like an audience." Liam already knew that though. "Brace now. May have to skip the blow job this round. Daddy is feeling very impatient."
"It's weird having your dog watch you have sex." Liam agreed. He then got the brace from the closet and walked over to Niall. He carefully slipped it on him and buckled it up. "Hope that's not too tight." He said. "What can I do for daddy now?"
"It's perfect." He nodded and stroked himself. "Get the toys. Oh and a ruler! Daddy needs to see how big his favorite boy is."
Liam walked back to the closet and grabbed the box of toys. He wasn't sure where a ruler would be. This was still very much Niall's place, despite them living together for a few months now.
"Side table." Niall told Liam seeing the blank look on his face.
Liam smiled and looked inside the side table. He grabbed the ruler and took the bottle of lube out. There was lube inside almost every table in the flat. It was good to always be prepared.
"Daddy's good boy." Niall praised. "I looked up the right way to measure it. You have to go all the way to the very base." He sat up and grabbed Liam's hand to pull him in closer. "Press the end of the ruler into your gut right on top of your cock until you feel it against the pelvic bone. I'll read what it says."
Liam did exactly what he was told and placed the ruler carefully in it's correct position. It felt a little odd in a way, to be measuring himself, but really exciting too since Niall was enjoying himself so much.
Niall's eyes lit up a bit as he leaned in to read the ruler. He was so happy Liam agreed to this. "Fucking hell Liam. You're exactly nine inches. Google says only three percent of the world's population is over eight inches."
""Google Says ‘You've really done your research on dick sizes.’" Liam wasn't sure why he felt surprised after their conversation earlier. "But good to know, at least I know you're not being overly dramatic when you tell me how big I feel when I'm inside you."
Niall looked extremely pleased and excited. "You can be big inside daddy later, right now it's my turn to be on top. I think it might be fun to try putting a ring on you." He looked in the box of toys and smiled while seeing everything. "Show Daddy how you put it on yourself."
Liam picked up the green silicone ring and slowly lowered it over his hard cock. He groaned a little due to the pressure but once it was completely on, he grinned at Niall. "Just like that, daddy."
"Well done. Looks so lovely on you." He smiled. "No taking it off. Daddy is going to fuck you and fill you up, then you're going to fuck daddy. Once you make me orgasm again, you can take the ring off and let yourself cum. Do you understand?"
"Yes, daddy." Liam nodded. "I understand. I can't wait… " He bit his lip for a moment then asked. "How does daddy want me?"
Niall wasn't sure. If they were going to have sex over and over, he needed to be mindful not to overuse his knee. "How about... What's a good position where I can stand and fuck you?"
"Well, you can fuck me from behind and I can be over the edge of the bed or I can be on my back on the edge of the bed." Liam suggested. "Which would you rather?"
He wanted to try Liam being bent over the bed but it was a very familiar position and he wasn't sure how Liam would feel about it. "On your back so I can make sure you're a good boy with that big cock."
"Yes, daddy." Liam nodded and moved into position. He spread his legs apart as far he could physically go and played with his cock as he waited on Niall.
Niall moved into position. The brace helped his knee not hurt nearly as much. "I refuse to say you're right but just know my knee feels good like this." He knew Liam would worry if he didn't tell him not to.
Niall then grabbed the lube and smeared it over Liam's hole. "No touching yourself now baby, I don't care how good it feels." He then pushed a finger into Liam and worked on stretching him.
Liam playfully pouted but did as he was told. He even placed his hands behind his head so he could control himself better. "Mmm, love your fingers, daddy… " He wanted so badly to fuck himself on them but restrained himself. "Your fingers feel amazing. Best fingers ever."
Niall smiled and added more fingers. He wanted to be certain Liam was stretched properly. "Nice and open." He smeared the lube onto his cock and added more to Liam's hole. Slowly, he pressed inside with a loud moan.
Liam moved his arms to his side and gripped the sheets. He moaned loudly. "Fuck… I've missed this feeling. Never has it ever quite felt so good before. Mmm."
"I missed you too baby. I'm so sorry I made you wait this long." Niall told him as he pressed a kiss into Liam's inner thigh. "You're always so tight for me. I can honestly say you're the most amazing sex I've ever had." He kissed Liam's other thigh and began thrusting his hips gently.
"It's okay, I understand… Mmm." Liam moaned louder. "You're the best sex I've ever had too." He smiled a little as he watched Niall. It was such an amazing view, watching Niall gently work his way inside him. It felt incredible too. "My beautiful daddy." He moaned.
Hearing Liam tell him he was the best made him feel so much better. He'd been slightly insecure about his size ever since he'd allowed himself to think about how much bigger Zayn was.
He moved his hips faster and made himself hit harder with each thrust. He moaned and held Liam's legs tighter. "Fuck baby. Get loud for daddy. Wanna hear you."
"Mmm, daddy!" Liam moaned louder. "Fuck me.... Fuck me hard. I need you. I need you so bad." He moaned as he gripped the sheets tighter. "I need my perfect daddy to fuck me hard… to fill me up."
Niall shouted a bit and let his eyes close as he managed to fuck Liam even harder. "Li! Li, baby, oh baby!" He whimpered and opened his eyes to see a bead of cum leaking from Liam. "Mmm, fuck, that ring has your cock so needy baby. Love it so much."
Liam gasped from pleasure as he felt Niall fucking him harder, it had never felt so good before. "Mmm, my NiNi… I'm so hard. I wanna touch myself… watching you fuck me is such an amazing sight. I love it so much, I love you so much." He moaned as he closed his eyes for a moment, taking it all in.
"I love you Liam. Fuck, daddy loves you, LiLi." He groaned and felt his balls tighten. "Beg for my cum baby. Beg for me. Fuck, Li."
"Mmm, fuck…" Liam moaned and opened his eyes. "I need my daddy to cum inside me. I need to feel it… It's been too long. I need you. Fuck. I need you. I need to feel you fill me up and I need it now. Please, please, daddy- NiNi… Please- cum for me."
Niall screamed loudly and came hard into Liam. He then turned his head and sucked hard at Liam's inner thigh as he rode out the wave of his orgasm. His nails scratched at Liam's legs and he moaned. "Mmm, mine."
Liam screamed with Niall, feeling desperate to cum but the ring prevented that. He knew he'd get his turn in a few moments so he knew he could be a bit more patient. "Mmm, yours, daddy… NiNi. All yours." He ran his fingers through Niall's hair. "Completely yours, nobody else's." He moaned softly.
Slowly Niall pulled out and helped Liam lower his legs. He smiled at the sight of Liam. A love bite and scratches on his legs, cum dripping out of his bum and his cock rock hard and begging to cum. "Mmm, your turn on top Li. No cumming until after I do."
"Any requests on how you'd like to be positioned?" Liam asked as he caught his breath then sat up. He could feel the cum dripping out of him, a feeling he loved. "Did you want to be on your back again? Or would you want to try riding me? Or something else?" He asked.
"Not riding. Hurts my knee." Niall said. "Whatever you want except that is fine. I promise I trust you again Liam." Niall said and reached down to remove his brace. "I trust you Liam, make me feel good."
"You know I've almost always asked, even before the trust issues." Liam gently reminded. "But on your back then." He smiled. "Up at the top of the bed though." He instructed.
Once Niall was laying there, Liam spread apart his legs and added lube on his own cock then on Niall's hole. He slowly entered Niall but held Niall's good leg up and rested it on his shoulder as he gently began pushing his way inside.
"Ah!" Niall gasped. "Ah, Liam!" He moaned and yet again began to get another erection. "This, this is nice. Like it."
Liam grinned. "You've did this position on me a few times right at the start of us having sex. I've decided it's time for you to know what it feels like." He pushed in further. "Fuck. You're so tight, it hasn't been that long since I stretched you, must've been the warm water. But fuck, I love how you feel." He moaned and picked up the pace a little bit.
"I'm tiny." Niall moaned. "Liam, Liam please fuck me harder. I want… Mm, I want to feel it all. Please."
"And you'll always get what you want, from me at least." Liam said and pushed himself in further. He started to go harder with each thrust as Niall requested, keeping his pace fast and hard just how Niall enjoyed it. "Mmm, my little elf." Liam moaned and licked over Niall's neck.
Niall let out a loud moan as his cock twitched. When it tapped against Liam he screamed from pleasure. "Please! Please! Liam, please!"
Liam moved his head down and sucked a mark into Niall's neck as he continued his hard, fast-paced movements. "Mmm, my little elf. You're tiny indeed but that is what makes you more fun." He smirked a little, then began to lick over Niall's nipples. "Tiny nips for a little elf." He teased.
Niall, without any warning, hit his orgasm and released a small amount of cum. He screamed and clawed at Liam's back again. "Yes! Liam! Liam! Liam!" He screamed loud, long and repeatedly.
Liam loved watching Niall orgasm. It was always such a fun sight to watch, not to mention it just made him want to cum himself. "Mmm, Ni, baby… Can I please cum now? Please?" He begged and kissed over Niall's face.
Niall nodded, "Cum for me. Want it on me." He begged. "Please put it on me. Please Liam. Please." He pouted his lip and arched his back
Liam grinned. It wasn't often that Niall would ask for it so he was definitely going to enjoy this. He gently pulled out and slipped off the ring. "Is your face okay? Or do you just want it on your body?" He asked as he wanked himself. He wanted to be sure he was aiming in a spot Niall was comfortable with.
"If you'll clean me off, I don't care where you put it. Make yourself happy." He told him. "Go ahead Liam. I trust you."
Liam nodded and sat back on his knees. He looked over Niall's naked body and allowed himself to relax and finally cum. "Mmm, fuck! I love my elf." He yelled as he came over Niall's chest and stomach with a string or two landing on his face. "Beautiful boy." He whispered as he looked Niall over. "Kinda tempted to take a photo and have the memory last forever."
"You'll make sure no one else sees it?" Niall asked. Pictures were still a bit of a sore spot. He trusted Liam but still needed to hear him promise due to past trauma.
"Of course." Liam said. "I'd never share any private photos of us, I'd never show anyone. I promise." He ran a hand over Niall's leg comfortingly.
"I know, but the lads sometimes get on your phone for whatever." Niall explained as he reached and got the phone from the side table. "I trust you. Sorry."
"Yeah, but we don't go into each other's photo galleries." Liam reminded. "Not without permission at least." He said and climbed off the bed. He grabbed his phone off the table from where he left it charging. Ignoring his emails and texts that he'd look at later, he opened his camera and took the photo of Niall. "Here." He said as he crawled up the bed and showed Niall the photo. "My sexy elf." He grinned. "For our eyes only, I promise. I'll even change my passcode later if that makes you feel better."
"Yes, do that." Niall said with a blush. "I just, I love it but I don't want anyone else to see. Others have seen enough of me. I only want you to see me." He kissed Liam's cheek and looked at the photo. "I guess I just love you enough to only want to share my body with you."
"I completely understand." Liam kissed Niall's forehead. "I'd never want to do something to make you feel uncomfortable, it's why I end up asking so many questions during sex sometimes." He laughed a little. "But when it's something new for us or something we don't do often, I like to be sure of how you want it done so I don't trigger you or anything like that. I just want to keep you happy." He kissed Niall's cheek. "And I only want my body shared with you as well."
"How about we get cleaned up now and find another place to fuck?" Niall smiled. "Let's do it in every room!"
Liam laughed. "Sure. I'll get a washcloth so I can clean you up." He smiled.
After Liam and Niall got cleaned up, they spent the rest of their day doing just what Niall suggested. They had sex in every room and left a small mess behind that they decided to clean up once they were finished.
They took small naps in between rooms to recharge their energy and were momentarily distracted by Loki wanting out once or twice.
They spent the rest day exploring each other's bodies in every way imaginable, including using the toys. They used the vibrator on each other during their oral sessions which made the experience that much better.
At the end, Niall slipped a plug into Liam and told him he wasn't allowed to take it out until they were both home later. Neither of them knew when they would be as they weren’t going to be writing together.
"Oh by the way,” Liam groaned sitting up. It felt awkward moving with a plug. “I meant to mention this earlier but we got talking about something else instead. If you're so worried about falling in the shower, maybe we should just get a bath mat for the shower floor." Liam suggested.
"Actually, can we get those adhesive ducks? That would stop me from slipping and it would still be fun for kids." Niall explained.
"Sure? But kids wouldn't be using our shower for anything." Liam shrugged.
"When I was little Greg and I would fight to use mum's shower. It's more exciting cause you think it's the grown up shower and... Okay, okay that's true but also I just really want cool duck stickers." Niall pouted a little. He knew Liam would say okay but it was fun to pout to try and get his way.
Liam laughed and pulled Niall closer to him, kissing his pout. "If you want ducks, you’ll have them.”
Niall grinned. “Yes! Oh and I'm pretty sure Zayn is seriously considering letting us watch James. We talked a lot on the way out to his car. I was going to tell you this morning but then sex.”
Liam smiled. “I think while Zayn makes his decision he shouldn't be partying or anything like that but maybe that might help him choose so I don't mind.”
“Good.” Niall kissed Liam's lips. “Now go get dressed.”
I’ve reread Discovery well skimming bits and pieces of it, and besides sex positions, I don’t think there’s any visuals we need to upload for it. So I went ahead and just uploaded how the boys looked in each fiction in the Odyssey series so far.
This is the best explanation I could come up with for why it takes me so long to do updates sometimes when, at other times, I’m typing them up like clockwork.
Shout out to writers who can’t do plots, who write about feelings and moments in time instead. I love reading those fics, and I love writing those fics. Keep on peering into the depths of characters’ hearts and souls in the little moments. You’re exploring the places where canon often fears to tread.
Freedom will be updated hopefully tomorrow sometime but if not then next weekend. Our beta reader is sick and she works during the week so she likes to relax by reading and editing our chapters.
But because she is ill she feels she cannot do her job properly due to the lack of being able to concentrate.
As soon as Miss Lovely is able to edit the chapter, that's when it shall be posted.
Story time: I started a book about 23 hours ago and just finished it. Also in that time I slept for 10 hours, spent time with family, was at work, etc. Anyway, I enjoyed the book (Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda). But it felt like it flew by, so after I finished I looked up the word count because what are pages? Pages are meaningless. I only function in word counts anymore.
The estimate I found was 58,580. My immediate reaction was “oh, that’s why. That’s nothing!” But what a shitty response. Because no. That’s not nothing. That’s a whole. Damn. Book. An entire novel! And Fic authors regularly bust out 30k, 50k, 100k, 150k words. AND THEY DO IT FOR FREE. WHILE WORKING AND LIVING THEIR LIVES.
So anyway, thank your favorite fic author today because they deserve it. Because they’re amazing. They’re the MVPs.
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