Daddy’s Pretty Little Slut

Summary: Harry is sick of the affection Louis is showing the other boys, especially Liam. Harry’s going to show his boyfriend that Louis is only a slut for him and no one else. 

Author’s Note: I don’t even know what happened here. Louis wears make up and calls Harry Daddy so that’s pretty fucking hot. Feedback is always welcome! Enjoy :) x

Word Count: 2200

Harry was angry. Louis had been such a teasing little slut during the tour already and it had barely started yet. It wouldn’t upset Harry if Louis was teasing Harry but he wasn’t. He was being flirty with the other boys, especially Liam. And of course, all the fans thought it was adorable; the “bromance” moments between “Lilo”. Lilo, what a stupid ship name, Harry thought, Larry is much better. Harry was jealous and he wasn’t afraid to admit that. Louis was supposed to only be a little tease for Harry; he was Harry’s little slut and no one else’s. He would show him exactly who he belonged to.

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“Haz? Where are you?” Louis called, closing the front door of their flat.

“I’m in the bedroom, love,” Harry sang sarcastically. Louis’ eyebrows furrowed, not sure why Harry had an attitude in his voice. He walked towards the bedroom, opening the door to find Harry fiddling around in their nightstand drawer with his shirt off, skinny jeans on.

“Hey, babe,” Louis greeted, shy smile on his lips. Harry stood up straight, smirking at the shorter man.

“Hello,” Harry said harshly.

“What did I do? Why are you acting like this?” Louis asked, clearly a bit frightened. Harry never got like this.

“What did you do? I thought you would know the answer to this one. Want to explain why you think it’s okay to be a little slut on stage in front of thousands of fans? Acting like a little god damn flirt with your new boyfriend Liam?” Harry asked, stalking towards his boyfriend. Louis backed up into the wall, mouth going dry as he tried to figure out what to say.

“I, Harry, I don’t…I don’t mean to. You know I love you,” Louis tried with a small smile. Harry grinned evilly, shaking his head as he grabbed onto Louis’ shoulders, pushing him against the wall harder.

“Yeah? Well you’re going to prove that for me, baby. Gonna show Daddy how much you love him. Prove to me you’re only my slut and no one else’s,  ” Harry bite his lip, eyes staring into Louis’. Louis bit the inside of his cheek, trying to hide the smile forming on his lips. He should have known how much he was riling up Harry. Harry was constantly jealous, and it usually led to things like this. But Daddy? This was a whole new game that Louis couldn’t wait to play. Louis closed his eyes tilted his head up, waiting for Harry to kiss him, but Harry stepped away. Louis’ eyes opened, watching Harry walk away.

“Where are you…” Louis trailed off, confused.

“Daddy bought you a few things,” Harry said casually, walking over to their closet and taking out a Victoria’s Secret bag. He handed the bag over to Louis, smirking at him. “Go to the bathroom and fix yourself up for me. I expect you to be completely stripped when you return save for the little present in the bag,” he explained with a wink. Louis turned on his heels, rushing into the bathroom.

He put the pink bag on the sink, opening it up hesitantly. He was surprised to find a pair of red lacy boy shorts and a small Sephora bag placed inside as well. Louis rolled his eyes with a smile. Normally, this would be utterly humiliating for Louis, but it was for Harry, and Harry always got what he wanted. 

Louis opened the Sephora bag to find black eyeliner, mascara, and a shiny pink lip-gloss. He bit his lip, wondering what exactly was running through Harry’s mind at this point. Clearly, Harry really did want Louis to prove he was only a slut for Harry. Louis smiled, removing the cap from the eyeliner and applying it to the waterline of his eye, rimming it with the smoky black. He knew Harry had a secret kink for the eyeliner, and Louis knew how much it brought out his bright blue eyes.

Next, he took the mascara, applying it to his already long lashes, making them look thicker and longer than ever before. His eyes stood out oh so much more with the eye make-up. He took hold of the lip-gloss tube, smearing the sticky gloss over his thin lips. He smacked them together; making sure it was evenly distributed between both lips. He took a long look in the mirror, and he had to admit, he looked pretty sexy. He knew his features were known as “delicate” and the make up just brought that out more, but Louis knew how much Harry loved his girly features, and now that they were enhanced, he was going to go insane.

Louis threw off his clothing, tossing them to the side and slipping into the red pair of lace panties Harry had bought for him, tucking his semi hard in. He didn’t bother checking how it looked in the mirror because he knew it would kill his self-esteem and he wouldn’t even want to go out there and see Harry. He was extremely insecure about his body, no matter how much Harry praised him. He walked past the mirror and opened the door to the bedroom, strutting out confidently. Harry lay on the bed, hands behind his head and his ankles locked together. Louis walked over and cleared his throat.

“How do I look, Daddy?” Louis asked, voice innocent. Harry’s eyes opened as he sat up to look at his boyfriend. Harry smiled wickedly, feeling his half hard on growing slowly.

“Well, well. What a pretty slut you are. Look at how nice you look for Daddy. Wouldn’t do this for anyone else, would you, baby?” Harry asked, getting off of the bed. Louis shook his head, watching Harry’s every move. The taller man walked over, towering over Louis.

“Get on your knees, baby,” Harry cooed, grabbing Louis’ shoulders and pushing him down to his knees. Louis quickly caught on, not fighting back. His hands found Harry’s zipper quickly, pulling it down and unbuttoning them, yanking the tight jeans down. Harry kicked them off of his ankles, palming himself through his tight briefs. “Love Daddy’s cock, right, baby?” Harry teased. Louis’ eyes followed Harry’s hand as he nodded.

“Love your cock, Daddy,” Louis repeated. Harry smirked, pulling his dick out of his briefs, pulling them off and tossing it to the side of the room. He held his heavy length in his hands, pumping it a few times before pressing it against Louis’ lips. Louis’ opened his mouth eagerly, taking Harry in, his glossy lips wrapping firmly around him. Harry moaned at the sight; Louis’ long, thick eyelashes lying against his own cheeks while pulling Harry further into his mouth. Louis had become such a good cockslut for Harry and it drove him crazy.

“Shit, baby. So good. Those pretty fucking lips wrapped around me like that,” Harry moaned, gripping Louis’ hair. Louis stopped all his motion, looking up at Harry through his pretty eyelashes. Harry groaned inwardly, holding Louis’ head harder before sliding his hips back and forth, fucking Louis’ face. His thrusts got harder, sloppier. Louis made a gagging noise, but tried so hard to take it all.

“Such a little slut, Lou. Love getting your face fucked, don’t you, baby? Love Daddy’s cock so much,” Harry panted lowly, slamming his hips into Louis’ mouth. “Look at me, Louis,” Harry growled. The older boy looked up, tears brimming his eyes. Harry liked being in control, but he didn’t want to hurt his boyfriend. He pulled out of his mouth, letting Louis catch his breath. Louis panted, taking deep breaths before taking Harry into his mouth again. Harry’s jaw fell slack, amazed with Louis. His boyfriend was all about pleasing him and that’s it.

“So good for me, baby. Always give Daddy whatever he wants,” Harry breathed, watching Louis bob his head back and forth. Harry’s fingers tangled into Louis’ hair, yanking on it gently. Louis nuzzled his nose against Harry’s abs, making Harry moan loudly.

“Shit, Lou. Shit. So fucking good. Gonna…ugh, babe, gonna come,” Harry warned. Louis pulled off of him with a pop, allowing Harry to take hold of his shaft, pumping himself up and down. Louis’ lips parted, watching Harry’s large hand wrap around his member, waiting for him to shoot his load all over his face. Harry watched his eager boyfriend, watching his tongue lick his lips every so often. Louis bit his lip, moving his hand forehead to cup his lover’s balls. Harry groaned while Louis massaged his sac and it completely pushed him over the edge, moaning Louis’ name as he dragged his head across Louis’ face as he came. The warm come covered his lips, cheeks, eyelids and eyelashes. Louis licked his lips, taking in Harry again to suck him completely dry. Harry sighed, pulling his dick out of the warm heat and looking down at Louis.

“Aw, your make up is all messed up now. How about you go make yourself look pretty again while Daddy rests up, yeah?” Harry suggested, pulling the smaller boy off of the floor. Louis stood up, pressing a chaste kiss to Harry’s lips as he walked into the bathroom, hips swinging suggestively. Harry bit his lip and groaned, walking back to his bed.

Louis closed the door of the bathroom, washing his face completely before applying the same amount of make up that was on previously. He walked back out into the bedroom, seeing Harry lying on the bed.

“Much better,” Harry praised with a smirk. Louis smiled, walking over to his boyfriend and straddling him.

“Anything for you, Daddy,” Louis replied innocently. Harry brought his hands to Louis’ crotch, palming his shaft through the lace panties that hugged his hips deliciously. Louis’ bit his lip, letting out a quiet yelp.

“So hard for Daddy,” Harry murmured.

“Mhm. Want to make you feel so good, Daddy,” Louis begged, rubbing his small hands all over Harry’s naked torso. “Only want to make you feel good.”

“I know, baby. Only for me,” Harry agreed. He pulled off the panties, leaving Louis’ hard, leaking cock hanging between his legs. “You gonna open yourself up for Daddy or want me to do it for you?”

“I can do it. Show you what a good boy I am,” Louis said seductively. Harry handed him a bottle of lube. Louis opened it, squeezing the cool liquid on his fingertips and bending at the waist and laying his head on Harry’s shoulder. His fingers moved behind him, slipping his finger into his tight hole and working it in and out slowly, letting out a soft whine. Harry bit his lip, watching his boyfriend stretch himself out.

“My cock is going to tear that little hole up, right, baby?” Harry purred. Louis nodded quickly against Harry’s chest.

“Yeah, split my ass open,” Louis begged, slipping another find and scissoring himself. Harry reached behind him, holding Louis’ ass cheeks apart and kneading the skin. Louis added a third finger, thrusting in and out quickly before pulling them out and looking down at Harry. “Want your cock, Daddy. Want it so bad,” Louis panted. Harry smirked, grabbing his own cock and guiding it to Louis’ hole, pressing it inside and letting Louis bottom out, sitting down and letting his body adjust. “Oh, god. So fucking big, Daddy,” the old man breathed, circling his hips.

“You love my cock, baby. You take it so well. Take it like a champ,” Harry praised, holding Louis’ hips.

“Love your fat cock stretching my asshole, Daddy,” Louis moaned, grabbing Harry’s shoulders and picking his hips up before slamming back down, yelling in ecstasy as Harry hit his bundle of nerves.

“Shit, baby. You look so good. Look so pretty,” Harry moaned, watching Louis bounce up and down, up and down, his cock slapping alternatingly between both of their stomachs. “Always so fucking tight,” Harry commented in amazement.

“Uh huh, so tight around your cock, Daddy,” Louis agreed, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth as he slammed his hips down harder. Harry took hold of his neglected shaft, jacking him off in time with his thrusts, swiping his leaking head with his thumb every so often. Harry took his free arm and wrapped it around Louis’ waist before thrusting his own hips up to meet Louis’. The older boy through his head back with a loud yell of “Daddy!”

“C’mon, baby. Come all over me. You knew you want to,” Harry teased, moving his hand faster now. Louis dug his blunt nails into Harry’s back, whining loudly as he got closer and closer to his climax. He continued to move his hips up and down in a sloppy manner, his walls tightening around Harry.

“Harry, Harry, Harry, so c-close,” Louis stuttered through his erratic bounces. Harry leaned his head up, taking Louis’ right nipple into his mouth and licking around it, and yeah, that’s what pushed Louis to the edge and had Louis coming hotly into Harry hand. He rode out his orgasm, his heart pounding in his ear and whimpering his boyfriend’s name. Watching Louis come undone pushed Harry, throwing his head back and groaning as he came deep inside of Louis. Louis milked every drop of Harry’s orgasm before pulling off slowly and falling onto the bed next to Harry. The younger boy pulled him into his arms, both men panting and sweating.

“You were so good for Daddy, baby,” Harry murmured. Louis smirked, kissing Harry’s collarbone.

“Always,” Louis replied.

“Only mine, right, honey?” Harry asked sweetly, kissing behind Louis’ ear.

“Only yours, Daddy,” Louis agreed with a smile.

This definitely wouldn’t be the last time Louis tried making Harry jealous.