Chapter 20

                                    

                                          
Hi! Approaching the twists and turns of the story. But first Harry does Louis a little favor 
Enjoy! 
Lila x
While Harry felt nothing but relief the second the plane took off, Louis instantly tensed up, turning to look out the window lost in his thoughts. As soon as the seatbelt sign went off, he got up and started pacing restlessly while Harry watched. 
"Fuck." Louis groaned as he stubbed his toe, Harry finally clicking off his seatbelt too and gently touching his shoulder,
"Calm down baby," he said softly
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he grumbled in response
"I said down," Harry responded and Louis crumpled, falling into Harry chest as the taller boy settled then both on the floor, adjusting him into his lap as Louis breathed shakily, "that's it babe, good boy." Harry whispered reassuringly, "just breathe, it's okay, I got you." He continued whispering softly to him as he felt him relax slowly until his breathing stabilized and then lifted his head softly. 
"Did you research age play, kitten?" He asked carefully, bringing up a subject they had abandoned temporarily-although Harry had privately done plenty of shopping-surprised to see Louis nodding, "please." He said quietly, evening his eyes and Harry kissed him. 
"You sure?" He asked gently, searching his eyes
"Please, Haz, I can't think anymore." He let out a sob and Harry stood up, placing a hand under his bum and lifting him, carrying his on his hip and guiding Louis' head to rest on his shoulder. 
"Okay, it's a short flight home and I'm afraid it's a bit risky to start now, we can't have you down on the ride home, we'll start as soon as we get into the house. In the meantime, I want you to rest okay? You've had a long day my love." 
Louis groaned a little at that but stopped instantly when he saw Harry's determined face, nuzzling his head deeper into his shoulder as he sat them back down, covering his shoulders with a blanket and kissing his head. "There we go kitten, rest well," 
Louis smiled and sighed, relaxing despite himself, unable to find the energy to fight the tiredness seeping into every inch of his body as he let himself drift off. He wasn't aware of much afterwards, just remembered Harry shaking him awake at the end of the flight and security giving him a piggy back to the car while he squinted from the flashing cameras and Harry walked behind them discreetly as he could, his long curls ruffling beautifully in the gentle breeze. He couldn't stop himself from staring at his boyfriend on the car ride home until Harry chuckled and ruffled his hair, 
"What's on your mind baby?" He asked
"You're pretty." Louis said happily and Harry laughed placing a kiss on his cheek, "well so are you my love." He said, putting an arm over his shoulder and allowing him to burrow into his side. Eventually they pulled up at the house and Louis swallowed nervously. He wasn't sure he could follow through and let go but he was desperate not to disappoint Harry and also needed some quiet time, a break from his own fears and feelings. Harry's seemed to understand because as soon as the door closed behind them he took his hand and kissed his knuckles, gently running his fingers along his Adams apple. "s'just me baby," he murmured, "I'll take care of you okay? Trust me?" He waited for Louis' nod before kissing him once and lifting him onto his waist again, carrying him into the bedroom and humming to himself, almost ignoring Louis entirely, shifting him on his hip every so often as he wandered around the room opening a few packages and collecting random objects that he'd never seen before as he watched with wide eyes and growing nervousness. Without meaning to, he clutched harder on his boyfriends arm, Harry looking at him in alarm and then softening his expression, lowering him onto the bed. 
"Oh baby, what should we do to relax you hmmm?" He spoke as if to himself, Louis opened his mouth to answer but he placed a finger over his lips and Louis understood to keep quiet. Tenderly, Harry got on the bed next to him, flipping him over onto his front and removing his shirt, drawing small circles on his back. It wasn't a massage, but Louis felt himself breathing easier under the soft touches. Harry was right, it was just him, nothing to worry about. As soon as he felt him relax, Harry flipped him back over and covered him with the blanket, having read that generally the baby in age play was uncomfortable when exposed. "I'm going to draw you a bath, Kitten." He said softly, taking one of Louis' hands and forcing it gently into one of their bed loops before he could understand to protest, dimpling when Louis tugged on it frustrated, "can't get it out love, what you gonna do?" He laughed leaning down and giving him a kiss, then straightening up and sitting down beside him, having him make eye contact, "can you be a good boy and stay with your eyes closed while I'm in the other room? I'll only be a few minutes really, and look," he held up a baby monitor unit, placing another one on the nightstand, "I'll be able to hear you if you need to word out or ask me something okay?" Louis nodded and he stood up again, surprised to hear Louis talk for the first time since the car, "another kiss?" He asked quietly and Harry smiled leaning down and whispering a soft always against his lips before giving him a long closed mouth kiss, pulling back after he felt Louis smile
As he was almost out of the room, Louis stopped him again, "wait." He turned around expectantly, "yes?" He asked, "can you take it off, please?" He held up his arm and Harry shook his head, "no babe, we need to get you used to being tied down slowly okay?" Louis took a second to process and then nodded allowing Harry to turn around and then he was gone. After a minute, he remembered to close his eyes like Harry said, feeling lonely in the big room by himself. The minutes dragged on in silence and he kept his eyes closed, feeling a stray tear fall down his cheek and using his free arm to rub it off, causing his blanket to slip and he whimpered, pulling it back up and exposing his toes. He considered opening his eyes to get comfortable and closing them again but he didn't know how far Harry might take a punishment and anyways he wanted to be good, be taken care of, so he struggled with the blanket for a bit with his free hand and his feet until he got himself covered again only to realise that he had tears now streaming down both his cheeks and he choked back a little sob, not having the energy to deal with his blanket again, instead just letting them flow, stinging his eyes which he kept fiercely shut. He was so focused on squeezing his eyes closed it took him a few seconds to register the feeling of Harry's strong thumbs swiping at his tears and gently massaging the creases under his eyes causing them to flicker open. "You did good kitten didn't you?" Harry praised him, leaning over and taking his arm, "struggled a little didn't you? But you kept your eyes closed good job." He clicked open the restraint gathering Louis into his arms, smiling at the way he instantly nuzzles his head into his shoulder, fast learner. "c'mon, I think you deserve a treat, should we go choose bathbombs?" Louis nodded shyly against him and Harry set him down in the bathroom, keeping a hand on his back and holding out their collection, "you can pick two." He told him and Louis instantly selected his favourite blue one and a milky bubble bar, Harry helping him pop them into the tub and then removing his trousers and pants, lifting him up and placing him into the bath, putting in some rubber ducks that he poked at curiously until Harry joined him, rubbing him down with a loofah and washing his hair with little head scratches until he leaned back into him, content to just feel himself surrounded by his bigger boyfriend. He desperately wanted to feel small, the way it said he would, he just wasn't sure how to get there. As if reading his mind, Harry placed a finger under his chin, tilting his head back to make eye contact, "how you feeling kitten?" He asked,
"Not small." Louis siad grumpily, "but...relaxed I think? I don't know, my mind is still processing things like how we don't usually have rubber ducks in the bath and I don't know where the fuck you got them from-" 
"Language baby," Harry frowned and then turned him around 
"Relaxed is a good start." He told him, "you're doing everything right, you don't need to worry, just hand the responsibility over to me, you don't need to force it okay? We have time...could keep this up all week."
Louis giggled and Harry raised an eyebrow, "you think I'm joking baby?" he asked, "I could use all four restraints to tie you to the bed and make you rely on me completely for everything. I'd feed you, let you go only to use the bathroom and maybe bathe." He smiled at the affect his words were having on Louis as he swallowed, "or maybe not," he continued, "maybe I'll let you come downstairs and let you play while I cook supper for you. Could sneak in all the vegetables and you'd have to eat them because babies don't get to have opinions." Louis giggled again and Harry leaned forward until he was nearly touching his lips, "babies don't get to be sassy either, think you can handle that?" He whispered. Louis looked up to meet his gaze and smiled softly, shaking his head, "I dunno," he whispered disappointed when Harry pulled away without kissing him. "so not there yet." Harry shrugged, "we'll fix it. Could punish you every time you get sassy with me." 
"But Haz, you said-you SAID no pain." Louis protested as Harry swung himself out of the bath and stared to dry himself off, smirking over his shoulder, "there's other ways to punish you baby, you don't like to be left alone do you?" He waited for Louis' to shake his head fiercely, "and you've never had to hold back from cumming for more than a few minutes have you?" He continued, watching Louis' face suddenly register how much control he was giving over, a strange sort of fear seeming to come over him. It didn't worry him though, he recognized that look, saw it on his own face when Louis fucked him in front of a mirror, stopping him for well over an hour and he was afraid but still felt loved. "I can think of a few punishments that don't involve pain baby, and I will use then if I have to."
He carefully dressed himself in some soft pyjamas before lifting a reluctant Louis out of the bathtub, kicking in protest until Harry whispered a firm, "enough," and he went still allowing himself to be dried off. Harry helped him into compressing briefs that would hold him snug and he instantly felt more secure and then led him into the bedroom, sitting him down on a beanbag. "I have something for you." He said quietly, "do you want to be my kitten?" Louis nodded slowly, unsure where this was headed and then instantly relaxing with a happy smile when Harry opened yet another package and pulled out a kitten onesie, "here, it's soft, feel it." Harry handed it to him, letting him run the fabric between his fingers while he stacked the open boxes in the hallway and opened the last few packages, putting a few items in a box and the rest in a drawer of their nightstand finally coming back over to the beanbag and lifting Louis out of it, helping him onto the bed and into the onesie, pulling up the hood and covering his hands with the mittens. "adorable baby," he smiled, "did you know kittens are my favourite?" He kissed his cheek and stood up, "up you get." He said, Louis instantly reaching up from him and Harry smiled again, recognizing that Louis was falling into the routine of it. He knew he was relaxed, but he was also determined to help him go down, even briefly, to give him that gift. 
He set Louis down on the window seat with a teddy and gave him instructions that no talking was allowed unless he was spoken to. Then he turned on some quiet music and got busy with supper, only sneaking vegetables into a soup he knew Louis liked anyways. A calm fell over the house, Louis stared out the window, mindlessly playing with the teddy's ear and biting on his lip, the soft lighting, music and the warm smells enveloping him like a dream. Somehow, Harry had created an atmosphere that took him outside of his usual hyper and energetic self and placed him on a warm cloud, where he felt nothing but safe and loved. 
"Don't do that baby," Harry's voice cut into his thoughts and suddenly he was there, prying his lip out from his teeth, "you'll hurt yourself, here." He produced a soother and Louis startled for a minute before letting him pop it into his mouth, sucking down on it. He'd read about all of it in his research of course, just didn't realize how far Harry would take the whole age play thing, but as the synthetic plastic rubbed against the roof of his mouth, he decided not to be surprised with whatever Harry threw at him, just take it gracefully and trust him. 
Harry noted the change in his face and smiled, recognizing the glassiness in his eyes, how he was close to going small. It was beautiful. Then he turned around and put Louis' portion of supper into a bright plastic bowl and placed it on the table, coming to sit by him while it cooled, prying the soother out and replacing it with a bottle of warm milk, holding his arms out to let Louis cuddle into him while he drank. 
"You look so beautiful like this my love," he said gently, stroking his hair, "I want you like this all the time, could take care of you forever, keep you safe with me." Louis made a contented sound pushing his bottle aside, 
"No more?" Harry asked, and Louis shook his head, "no, hungry." He said shyly, so Harry lifted him again and sat him down on a chair, feeding him with a spoon until he was full and then picking him up easily and puttering around the kitchen, doing dishes and putting away dinner with him on his hip as though his weight were no trouble at all. 
"Love it's almost bedtime," he suddenly broke the silence, kissing him on the forehead
"It's 7:30pm Haz," Louis remarked and Harry looked over at him 
"Was that sass baby?" He asked sternly, "what did I tell you about sass?" 
"Babies don't have sass," Louis whispered cautiously 
"What did I say would happen if you were sassy to me?" Harry pressed and Louis hid his face in his shoulder and answered miserably, "you'll punish me." 
"That's right baby, c'mon," he wiped down the counter a final time and brought Louis back up to the bedroom placing him down on the bed and quickly looping one of his hands into a restraint. Instantly aware that he was about to be tied down, Louis began to struggle, hiding his other hand behind his back and kicking his feet childishly. 
"By all means, struggle for me baby, but you'll only make it worse on yourself." Harry smirked, yanking his hand out from under him using all his force to tie it down. He struggled more with his feet, Louis kicking strongly, hitting him a couple times, Harry counted them out loud, each time Louis kicked him until he realised that he was adding to his punishment for each kicks nd finally allowed Harry to tie him up, starting to cry when he was fully restrained. 
"No crying now baby, you're being silly really, you brought this on yourself. Go on pull yourself together," Harry instructed and Louis calmed himself down, hiding his face in the crook of his neck and rubbing his eyes on his onesie until his shoulder was wet. 
"Right then kitten, so many things we can do to you. Let's see what you did wrong shall we?" He towered above Louis, talking quietly but firmly, "you were sassy to me about bedtime and then you kicked me eight times while I tried to tie you down. Do you deserve to be punished?" 
Louis nodded miserably 
"Words baby." 
"Y-yes, H, I deserve it." 
Harry nodded and carefully unzipped his onesie. "This is your chance to show me you're good, kitten, I'm going to undo your restraints one at a time to take off your onesie and then put them straight back on, if you stay perfectly still while I do it, maybe you'll be allowed to cum today after all." 
Louis whimpered but nodded that he could begin and Harry started with his feet, Louis staying as still as he could. Harry moved excruciatingly slow, with very soft touches. At his right hand, Harry also gently stroked the sweet spot under his bicep, causing him to clench but not move and Harry rewarded him with a kiss. At his left hand, he fucked up. He didn't even mean to, he just wanted to push back a stray piece of hair not causing Harry to shoot him a stern look. Louis braced himself for a scolding, but none was forthcoming. Harry simply pierced him with a look and kept silent, fully removing the onesie from under him and dropping it carefully to the floor. 
"It's been a very long day baby hasn't it. We started the day in another country hmm?" Harry spoke gently, caressing his body as he spoke, "then we came home, had a lovely bath and supper. You must be sleepy kitten, are you sleepy?" Louis looked up and nodded at the question, suddenly simultaneously aware of Harry's hand on his dick and also a waving roll of tiredness. He nodded and squirmed in response. 
"But you're going to stay awake for me?" He spoke soothingly, pumping slowly until Louis was hard and flinching at his touch. "can I come?" He asked, testing the waters
"Baby did I say you could?" Harry asked and Louis shook his head dejected. "in fact I believe I told you if you moved your hand you would be allowed to at all, didn't I?" He continued, now applying pressure to Louis' lower stomach as well making him groan and nod, biting his lip. Harry tugged his lip out with a finger, replacing it with a soother. Then he removed his hands from Louis all together and slipped on a cock ring, causing Louis to moan. "please, Hazza." 
"No sweetie I'm sorry, it's not supposed to be fun, you know." 
He took out a feather flogger and trailed it over his body. "m'not going to hurt you with this my love." He said softly, "just try to feel it okay?" 
He dragged the feathers seemingly everywhere, Louis alternating between pushing his body into it's touch and squirming away, hand and uncomfortable. He squeaked when Harry dropped some cold lube on his hole, using all of his fingers to rub it into the sensitive skin around it while trailing the feathers gently over his nipples. "I'd like to use nipple clamps baby, color?" 
Louis whimpered, considering it, "green." He said in a quiet voice 
Harry didn't move for a while teasing his hole with his fingers and his dick now with the feathers but eventually, he dropped the feathers and grabbed the clamps, putting them on. There was a chan between them that he let sit on him, cold. Cold. Suddenly there was ice also, a cube sitting on his lower belly and one in Harry's hand at his hole and he screamed, not expecting it. 
"Color baby?" Harry whispered 
"Green." He answered, 
"See baby," Harry said softly, "s'just me and you, I want you to try your hardest to feel everything I throw at you, okay? Feel the soother in your mouth, suck down on it for me. That's a good boy," he cooed as Louis did as he was told, "feel how cold the ice is on your tummy," he dragged it loosely, "do the feathers tickle? Are they nice?" He brought the flogger down the side of his body as he spoke and Louis sighed contently," try to lose yourself in all of it, just try to focus on feeling all the different things, it'll help you go down." 
Louis whimpered as Harry grazed his dick again and then rubbed an ice cube on his hole but he did as he was told, trying to jerk his hands forward when Harry pulled his nipple chain and then letting out a meek moan when he remembered the restraints. "can't move baby, you're all mine." Harry smiled, could do anything to you couldn't I." He laughed, "could do this-" he took a fresh cube and circled Louis nipple with it, "or this-" he flicked his cock, hard and straining despite the ring causing Louis to flinch, "or this..." His lips found Louis' and he gave himself into the kiss, pulling out the soother and allowing Louis to relax into it for a little bit. "try to feel it all baby, im Right here for you. I love you." 
Louis was trembling now, squirming away from Harry's hand, unrelenting with the ice cube and the feathers, teasing down his side. He whined around his soother, and Harry thought he'd never heard a more beautiful sound. Looking up at Louis, he noted his blown pupils and off focus stare. Good. 
"Right baby, now let's start your punishment." He spoke lowly, almost soothingly and Louis swallowed nervously, "you were sassy to me. Challenged your bedtime, that's how you ended up tied up like this. Quite the predicament you've found yourself in, hmmm?" He smirked, removing his hands from Louis and yanking his chain lightly, then harder, causing Louis to arch off the bed with a strangled cry, "let's see, you moved your hand, that's why you can't cum..." He stroked his thumb over Louis' tip at that and he let out another whimper, "and then there were eight times you kicked me. There's a few things I could do for that...." He trailed off, as if in thought. "you know your safe word baby, right?"
"Red." Louis whimpered and Harry kissed him gently, "good boy." He said gently, "I think we'll do eight minutes of sensory stimulation baby, do you know what that is?" 
Louis shook his head lightly and Harry smiled, "see, I'm going to blindfold you, and plug in some earplugs so you can't hear, then I'm going to give you a little surprise. Color?"
Louis started, thinking it over, but deciding to trust Harry, "green," he whispered and Harry wiped off the tear trickling down his face and pulled his chain again, loving how Louis reacted. He pumped him until he was thrashing in the bed and then slowly covered his eyes, lowering the blindfold and lifting his head to tie it behind. He pressed a kiss to his earlobe and nibbled on it before whispering against his temple, "behave." As he lowered noise canceling headphones over him, clapping close to his ears a few times to see if he would respond. As soon as Louis was cut off from his two most useful senses, Harry removed his hands and ran downstairs as fast as he could, removing 2 popsicle sticks from the freezer. He had once wanted to try this on a girlfriend, but read that it could cause infection. Luckily, Louis didn't have a pussy. 
Meantime, Louis lay alone, his fears racing through his head. What if Harry had left him forever, tied up and incapacitated, and the boys would discover him like that and laugh at him. Or worse, no one would find him and he would have to tug himself out alone. He pulled desperately on his restraints, unable to hear himself but sure he was making embarrassing noises. 
"Hazza," he tried to whimper, hoping it was loud enough, "Hazza you there?" 
There was no answer and he pulled harder on the loops binding him to the bed, trying to sit up. Harry had returned by now, and was watching him struggle and relax for a minute before placing a single hand on the center of his chest and applying a gentle pressure, causing Louis to go pliant and lay back again. He popped his soother back in from where it had fallen and stroked his cheek firmly, communicating through his actions that he was still there. Then he yanked on his nipple chain just to see the beautiful way Louis arched, listening to his unrestrained whimper, Louis' sounds so beautiful when he couldn't hear himself. 
Gently, he circled Louis hole with his finger, Louis beginning to writhe under him and then he started the eight minutes clock, probing the tip of one of the ice lollies into his hole, Louis letting out a high pitched scream and Harry grinned, stroking his fern leaf reassuringly and then pushing it the rest of the way in, Louis beginning to shake and try to twist his body away from the cold. Harry used the other one to trail lightly over his belly and then lit a vanilla candle, waiting until Louis could smell it, his screams subsiding to whimpers before Harry tipped the candle, dripping wax all over his torso and his screaming started up again, a mix of "Hazza, please, please, sorry, please cum." 
Harry smirked as the popsicle began to melt and leaned back, stroking himself off over Louis, the sight of him bound and helpless, and his unrestrained cries too hot for him. When the timer rang the end of eight minutes, he removed only his blindfold, removing his soother and forcing his mouth open, cumming over his lips with a relieved grunt. 
He pulled out the stick, the popsicle fully melted and buried his face between his cheeks, lapping out the sweet stickiness for a bit while Louis pulled strongly on his restraints and whimpered, twisting himself away from Harrys unrelenting tounge. 
Eventually, he began to sob and Harry smiled triumphantly. He'd done it. Louis had gone down. He pulled away and removed his earbuds gently, turning on white noise to mimic rushing water and whispering soothing encouragement into his baby's ear. "did so well, my love. So we'll, such a good boy." He caressed his cheek while using a wet towel to remove any remaining stickiness from him and to wipe off the dried wax. "You looked so lovely, you know, so.pretty I couldn't help myself. And the sounds you made love, like an angel's choir. Always knew you had the voice of an angel but never imagined you could sound so pretty like this." Gently, so as not to hurt him, he removed the clamps, Louis squirming in discomfort still hard. 
"Looks painful baby, you little dick all hard stuffed inside the ring. Suppose it's only another 10 minutes till midnight and it's tomorrow, I can get you off then, you did so well." He smiled and stroked his hair, popping the soother back in and gathering a trembling Louis into his arms, removing the restraints one by one. He rocked Louis back and forth for a bit. At two minutes to midnight, he placed a leg between Louis' and removed the ring. "c'mon darling, get off on me, just hold it till I say, you can do that right? You can be good?" Louis nodded uncertainly, but began to rut against Harry's leg, rocking back and forth on it while clutching on his arm with both hands and burying his face into his chest. 
"Mhmm, darling, just like that, so beautiful my baby." Harry whispered, capturing his lips in a soft kiss, Louis whining into his mouth. "you know I love you baby," he whispered like a secret, "the most on the world," Louis nodded, eyes squeezed tight at he concentrated on holding it in. At 11:59, Harry decided to have mercy and began to rock his leg back up in time with Louis, "go on then, my best boy." He said, "come for me." 
And Louis came. More than Harry had ever seen him come before. And after the mess was cleaned up and Louis was back in his onesie, soother in his mouth, teddy clutched to his chest, Harry wrapped him in his arms and marveled at his beauty. The worry lines were gone, his usual tense shoulders were relaxed as he slumped against Harry, breathing softly without a care in the world and Harry blessed every star that he had been successful. 
"Hazza?" Louis broke into his thoughts and Harry looked down, rubbing their noses together softly, "yes my love?" He said
"Kiss?" Louis asked and Harry kissed him slowly and gently, "anything for my baby," he whispered, "whenever you want it."
And Louis smiled.