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The ringing of his alarm ripped Louis out of his deep slumber. He twitched and his eyes shot open at the annoying sound that was blaring through the room. The bright afternoon sun was blending him and he cringed reaching his hand up to shield his eyes.

"Turn it off!" Harry whined sleepily next to him with his back pressed against his chest from where Louis was spooning him.

Louis reached over and turned his alarm off with a groan. He attempted to slip his arm out from under Harry to get dressed, but Harry held his wrist in place and pushed himself even closer against him.

"Darling, I have to get up." Louis chuckled. "The kids need to be picked up soon." He leaned over and kissed Harry's cheek who closed his eyes humming contently at the touch.

"Wanna cuddle." Harry pouted.

"We can cuddle tonight." Louis smiled.

"Please." Harry pleaded and turned his head so he was looking at him. His eyes were big and glistening, his bottom lip was jutted out in a cute pout. "Just five minutes."

"Fine." Louis huffed softly. He just couldn't deny Harry when he was looking at him with such a puppy face.

Harry grinned happily and dropped his head back on the pillow pulling on Louis' arm to get closer to him. Louis sighed fondly and pressed his naked chest against his back. He shifted to adjust his position and Harry closed his eyes tightly biting down on his lip. He could feel every inch of his skin burning where Louis was touching him. Their legs tangled together under the soft silky sheets, his back pressed against Louis' chest feeling the heat he was radiating as usual. The curvature of his spine nestled perfectly into the shape of Louis' torso as if their bodies were made for each other. And then he felt Louis' half hard length pressing against his bum right above his sensitive hole that was hurting from their actions just two hours ago.

Just as he thought about it the pain that started on his entrance and went all the way up his spine making his muscles tense and his bones ache made itself noticeable and Harry loved it. He loved how he could feel the burn being more prominent when he concentrated on it and he loved thinking back to what had caused it when Louis opened him up just by his dick. Naturally, it was so much more intense now after months of not being stretched so abruptly. It was one of Harry's favourite things, so feeling it again now was making the butterflies in his tummy go crazy.

"What are you thinking about?" Louis mumbled in his ear sensing that Harry was far away with his thoughts.

"Hm, I'm just happy." Harry murmured. He traced his fingers down Louis' lower arm that was draped around him and grabbed him when he reached his wrist bringing it up to his lips and kissing the back of his hand. He could feel Louis smiling against the skin of his neck. "Thank you for trusting me enough to do this."

"To do what?" Louis whispered. He knew what, he just needed Harry to voice his thoughts completely.

"Buying the toys, not prepping me, letting me have control...calling me baby. Just everything that happened today." Harry admitted.

"You didn't give me a reason not to." Louis smiled. "Wasn't it too much for you?"

"No. There was just a small moment- it was really just two seconds or so- where I was scared the kids could see your marks, but then I reminded myself that you can wear a turtleneck."

"I'm glad you could put those thoughts to rest so quickly and that you're telling me now. But I'm pretty sure by the end of the day they aren't even visible anymore." Louis chuckled quietly.

"Yeah, probably...It wasn't too much at all, I loved it. I don't know, it feels so much more intimate when you don't prep me." Harry admitted.

"I feel it too. You know I'm always concerned if it's too painful or stuff, but honestly I love it. Feeling you opening up around me, stretching you just with my dick is such an incredible feeling, I can't even describe it." Louis got quieter with every word until he whispered the last part in Harry's ear whose breath hitched and his pulse picked up making his ears ring.

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