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Earlier this afternoon

“Colour baby?”

Harry could hear Louis but couldn't work out where he was. He didn’t know how long he’d been like this. 

“Green” he whispered, his jaw tense as he tried not to come, overstimulated by the toy in his arse and the vibrating cocksleeve.

A slap to his left cheek made him jump. Louis was closer than he thought.

“Green, what?” Louis whispered into his ear

“Green, Daddy, sorry” Harry shook with the effort, tugging at the cuffs around his wrists and ankles, tears wetting the blindfold. 

“That’s better, almost forgot your manners there” and Louis ran a hand down Harry’s chest, pausing to toy with his nipples along the way.

“Do you think you’ve earned the right to come yet, after being such a brat earlier?”

Harry didn’t know what to say, was this a trick question? “Whatever you think Daddy”

That seemed to be the right answer

That morning

“Got much planned for today?” Harry took another forkful of his eggs on toast, looking questioningly at Louis.

“Yeah, need to wrap up a few things tour-wise and Josh wants me to approve some layouts for the live album printings. Why? You up to much?” Louis poured some more coffee. 

“Not much, I’d hoped we could play? It’s been a while.” He couldn’t help the pout as he tried for his best pleading look. 

“I know baby, and if you let me work in peace, we should be able to play later. But if you sulk...”

Louis gave that look. The one that Harry knew meant there was no point in wheedling or pouting.

“OK honey, I’ll let you work and I’ll do some stuff around here. Might go out and pick up something for dinner” 

“There’s a good boy” Louis gave him a quick kiss and headed off. 

Well then. That left Harry to his own devices for a few hours. He decided to go shopping first before it got too busy. After grabbing fish, fennel and some fancy new variety of potatoes (and wine, a new brand of chocolate, and the freshly baked bread that was available...) he was home in less than two hours, with everything stored away. 

“Now what?” he said to himself. Tea, he’d make some tea, and ask Louis, surely it was OK to disturb him to ask if he wanted tea. 

He peeked his head round the door and did the ‘tea?’ sign, lifting his hand as if drinking a cup, mouthing the word too. Louis frowned. “Babe, I said to leave me alone. No tea, just let me finish this and then I’ll be back with you sooner” 

Harry pulled the door shut and sulked. It seemed unfair that they were home together and still couldn’t spend time together. He could have been giving Louis a blowjob while he worked. That wouldn’t be too distracting, surely? It would help him relax. 

A horny, bored Harry is never a good mix. All thoughts of making tea had gone. He went to their bedroom and stripped, lying in the middle of the bed, thinking of Louis, and how he looks so hot when he's deep in thought, his eyes narrowed, brow furrowed, his mouth in a little pout. 

Harry started to stroke himself slowly, getting harder, pulling his foreskin down and then back over the tip. His mind went to being on his knees under the desk, Louis’ cock in his mouth, sucking him, licking while he pretended to focus on his work.

The thought made Harry’s cock twitch. Pinching his nipples, working his hand faster, he felt himself getting closer. He bit his lip, stifling a groan.

“Actually I wouldn't mind a cuppa if you're not busy...” Louis stood in the doorway

“Shit Lou!” Harry stopped and tried to hide his erection, face red. 

Louis folded his arms and smirked, tongue poking between his teeth at one side of his mouth. “No babe, don’t cover up. Show me what you were doing before I came in. I want to see you.” 

“Louis...” Harry whined, squirming with embarrassment. 

“What my baby boy? Won’t do it for your Daddy? After being so greedy and impatient?”

“Daddy?” Harry’s demeanour changed, lips parting, eyes softening, as his submissive side started to emerge. When Louis became Daddy Harry was able to let go, to let Louis make the decisions, and take care of him. 

“Yes baby, will you be good for your Daddy and show me what you were doing?” Louis sat in the chair across from the bed, fully clothed, legs spread, a neutral look on his face, not giving anything away. 

“Oh, OK, yes” and Harry started to touch himself again. 

Louis yawned “Is that it? I thought I’d get more of a show to make up for your naughtiness.” 

Harry frowned, he didn’t want to make things worse, he wanted to please Louis, his Daddy. So he started playing with his nipples, stroking himself faster, moaning more loudly, making begging, whimpering noises. Hoping that would please Louis. 

“Are you close?”

“Yes, so close, please, please can I come?”

“No, stop” Harry whined, but he stopped. 

“Good boy. Now, I think I’ll tie your hands up, as you’re not able to keep them to yourself.”

Louis pulled the box out from under the bed and got the padded cuffs out. “Looks like you’ve got your way. We’re playing.” Louis grinned as he cuffed Harry’s wrists and ankles, attaching to each corner of the bed. Harry pouted.

“Aw, is this not what you wanted, baby?” 

“Piss off!” Harry muttered, instantly regretting it as Louis gave his thigh a good slap. 

“Is that how good boys talk to their Daddy? Hmmm?”

“No Daddy, sorry Daddy” 

Louis said nothing, just made sure the cuffs weren’t over tight and then brought out a blindfold. “Colour for a blindfold?” 

"Green Daddy” 

“OK then” and Louis slipped the blindfold on, giving Harry a kiss. 

“We’re going to have a lot of fun, my gorgeous boy”

The room went silent for a minute, the only sound Harry's breathing, which he was trying to slow down. 

Then he could hear Louis moving again. He thought Louis was closer to his feet, then a hand flicked his left nipple, making him yelp. 

Silence again, then what sounded like Louis getting undressed and the mattress dipping as Louis got on the bed. 

Then Harry could feel bites and kisses up his thighs, frustratingly light, only just on the right side of ticklish. 

He started squirming until Louis held his hips down.

“Stay still!” Harry stopped moving, using all his focus to stay still and be good. 

“Good boy” and Louis lowered his mouth onto Harry’s cock without warning. Gasping, Harry managed to not buck his hips up. 

“Fuck, Lou..” 

“Who?” Louis came off and squeezed the base of Harry’s cock, slightly too tight. 

“Fuck, Daddy! Sorry!”

Louis went back to Harry’s cock, hollowing his cheeks and enjoying seeing Harry squirm and flush, biting his lips and clenching his fists to stop his hips moving. The sounds he was making were even better. Moans and whimpers, begging Louis to stop, don’t stop, please, please. 

His boy was so suggestible and sensitive. Being able to get that response from him turned Louis on so much. 

Louis could feel that Harry was getting close again and he pulled off, leaving Harry whining.

“Uh uh, no complaints. We’re playing my way because you couldn’t wait”

Harry said nothing, tears of frustration forming. 

Louis reached for the lube and quickly shoved two fingers in to check how tight Harry was. “Hmm, always ready for me, aren’t you babe?” 

“Yes Daddy, please, please” Harry wasn’t sure what he was begging for, beyond wanting Louis to do something, anything.

When he felt the plug go in, he moaned at the stretch and how it grazed his prostate. 

“Fuuuck...” 

“Feel good baby?” Louis could give a soft look at Harry that didn’t match his voice at all. That was one of his favourite things about blindfolds. 

“Yes Daddy, so good” 

Louis played the plug in and out of Harry, leaving him writhing and begging to be allowed to come. 

“Not yet, got one more thing” and he slipped on the cocksleeve and turned it on

“FUCK! No, Lou, Daddy, no please, fuck” Harry pulled at the restraints and pleaded. 

“Shh babe, breathe” Louis placed a firm hand on Harry’s hip and waited for Harry's breathing to settle before he sat down to watch Harry get more and more overstimulated. 

Now

“Good answer babe. I’m going to take the blindfold off” Louis gently lifted the blindfold, kissing Harry’s eyelids and planting kisses on his cheek, ear, nuzzling his neck. 

“I’m sorry Daddy, for being a brat” Harry’s eyes shone with tears, and he reached his head up to kiss Louis, who cradled Harry’s head in his hands as they kissed deeply. 

“I know, and you’ve been so good for me since then” Louis removed the plug and cocksleeve, making Harry hiss with relief. 

“Do you want to come baby?” Louis moved to straddle Harry, wrapping a hand round both their cocks

“Please Daddy, yes, please” Louis worked his hand fast, kissing Harry until they both came, panting into each other's mouths. 

Louis quickly released the cuffs, cuddling Harry into his arms. 

“How are you, baby?”

“Good, feel sleepy now” Harry’s eyes were heavy and he buried into Louis’ chest. 

“I’ll clean us up and then do you want a nap and then lunch?” 

“Yeah...”

“Oh you really are sleepy” Louis laughed. “OK, I’m just getting a cloth, I’m not far away”

By the time he got back, Harry was barely awake and grumbled at the wet cloth on his tummy.

“You’re such a princess sometimes” but it was said with a fond smile

“Only for you Lou” were Harry’s last words before falling asleep