"Harry please let's just talk!" Louis said desperately. But Harry ignored him. He whipped off his belt and fastened it around Louis' wrists, hooking it onto the head board of the bed. It left Louis powerless, which secretly he liked as he had a bit of a bdsm kink, but no one needed to know about that. Harry slowly removed Louis' shirt with his teeth, sending shivers down his spine. He could already feel blood rushing down to his lower region for the second time that evening. Harry pressed gentle kisses down Louis' tummy before removing his clothes revealing his own hardened member. He crawled seductively back up Louis' body, the warmth of their skin radiating against each other. He sucked and bit at Louis left nipple causing more moans to escape Louis' lips. Louis bucked his hips, desperate for some for of friction between the two. Harry's tongue circled his rim. He felt Harry's tip enter and instantly winced and pulled away. "Haz we haven't done this in a few weeks I'm gonna need some prep otherwise it's gonna hurt like a bitch." Louis said, his voice barely a whisper. "That's the point." Harry hissed before thrusting his full length into the boy. Louis let out a scream. The pleasure mixed with absolute agony was too much but Harry didn't stop, barely giving him time to adjust before pushing into him again. "Fuck!" Louis moaned as  he felt Harry's cock hitting that bundle of nerves over and over. He struggled with the belt fastened around his hands knowing that somehow he had to touch himself. But Harry reached forward and tightened the leather. "You come when I say so." He growled as he placed a tight grip around the base of Louis' cock. A whimper escaped the blue eyed boy's lips. After what seemed like a lifetime Harry slowly released his grip earning a moan of relief from Louis. Harry could tell that he was close by the way Louis closed his eyes tightly and bit down hard on his lip. And so Harry pulled out. This was a torture mission after all. Louis' eyes snapped open. He felt empty without Harry inside him, and he really didn't like it. "Hazza! Why did you... I was gonna..." Louis whined breathlessly, but he was silenced by a hand being placed over his mouth. "I know." Harry said mischievously. "Now suck." He commanded and Louis happily obliged. He licked a long stripe from the base to the tip, before taking Harry in his mouth. He hummed into Harry's dick sending vibrations throughout his entire body. He knew it drove Harry crazy, which was why he continued, humming an incoherent tune as he watched Harry fall apart in front of him. Sure, he gagged a little, he was a bit out of practice as Louis usually topped. But Harry still thought it was the best head he'd ever received, even though he wanted to hate it, to hate Louis. But as he watched Louis smiling as Harry came in his mouth, he just couldn't hate him. He loved him. But you can still love someone and be hurt and be angry at them. So when Louis begged Harry to touch him, he came up with an evil idea. First he unfastened the belt around Louis' wrists, his hands instantly going to the small of Harry's back. Harry trailed down Louis' body until he could feel Harry's breath, warm and steady against his tip. He closed his eyes and prepared him self for the intense feeling he was about to experience. But just like that, Harry was gone. Nothing but the sounds of his footsteps walking down the stairs remained. Reluctantly, Louis came in his own hand. He scurried down the stairs, not bothering to put any clothes on. He had to talk to Harry.

A/N: I wonder if anyone will read this. And my utmost apologies for the first two chapters. I'm terribly bad at writing smut but I wanted to give it a go anyway. Don't get the wrong impression, this is not what the whole book will be about.
Yours sincerely,

H