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Anonymous asked: "can you post some underage smut, please?"

Harry snuffled as he walked down the stairs, taking each step carefully and one at a time, making sure his hand was gripped to the bannister so that he wouldn’t fall. He turned his head once he was half way down, frowning at the loud noise of people talking and laughing.

'I wonder how many friends Daddy has round tonight' Harry thought, making his way over to the doorway of the living room.

He peered inside through the small gap of the door, seeing a small group of men sat on the sofas, none of them who he was looking for. He sighed then turned around, wondering if he should check the kitchen. His feet shuffled against the carpet as he walked closer to the kitchen door, leaning up on his tip-toes to pull on the handle.

Once the door was open he pushed against the wood, showing him a sight that made his eyes widen and a gasp leave his mouth. Frozen to the spot, Harry stared as he saw his Daddy kissing one of his friends, with his hand stuffed down the front of his trousers. He blinked as the man’s eyes moved onto him, quickly tapping Louis’ arm.

"Lou." Liam whispered, still looking down at Harry with a blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"Mhm?" Louis answered, kissing along Liam’s neck. His head lifted slowly and he frowned at Liam’s flustered state, before he followed his gaze and saw what he was staring at.

Louis quickly took his hand out of Liam’s trousers then cleared his throat, moving away to look down at Harry. “Hey, what are you doing up? You’re meant to be in bed, sweetheart.”

Harry blinked up at Louis then looked back over at Liam with his eyes turning to glares, feeling a sudden rush of jealousy ripple through his body. He glanced back at Louis, seeing him smiling down at him. “I had a nightmare.” He spoke in a quiet voice, snuffling again before walking closer to Louis. “Will you help me sleep, Daddy?”

Louis bit his lip then turned to Liam to give him an apologetic smile. He faced Harry again then nodded his head before reaching out to pick him up, “Come on then, back to bed.”

As Harry was carried out of the kitchen he gave Liam another glare before dropping his head down to Louis’ shoulder. Once they were both in his bedroom, he was gently placed back into his bed then had his soft duvet wrapped around his body.

"Daddy?" Harry asked, looking back at Louis with questioning eyes.

Louis stopped smoothing out the duvet then turned to look at Harry, already knowing what he was going to ask. “Yes, baby?”

"Why was you kissing that man?"

Louis opened his mouth then stopped to breathe out heavily, not sure how he should answer this. “Well, sometimes when you like someone you kiss them, so that they know you care about them.”

Harry tilted his head, “But- you like me,” He stated, his voice high and questioning. “You never kiss me like that.”

"No, baby, I don’t. That’s how grown ups kiss" Louis explained, hoping that Harry would leave it there.

Harry blinked back at him, looking as though he was thinking it over. “So, when I’m a grown up, that’s how I will kiss people?” He stared back as Louis nodded his head. “Will you show me, Daddy?” 

"Show you?" Louis repeated, unsure as to where Harry was going with this.

Harry nodded his head, “Show me how to kiss like grown ups do, so that I know how to do it. Please, Daddy.”

Louis went to shake his head, knowing that he should leave the room before something happened, but he stayed still. He stared back at Harry’s pleading eyes, then he sighed. ‘What harm can one kiss do?’ He thought, leaning closer to Harry.

"Just do what I do, okay, baby?" Louis instructed, seeing Harry nod at him. He swallowed then moved his head closer before bringing their lips together, his hand lifting up to caress Harry’s cheek.

The kiss was slow and tentative at first, the hesitance clear on Louis’ part. Their lips brushed against each others while Louis gently stroked Harry’s skin with his thumb, finding himself falling into the embrace.

Before he could go any further, Louis pulled away, realisation hitting him in the stomach like he had been punched hard. His hand dropped from Harry’s cheek and he cleared his throat, not missing the blissful look on Harry’s face.

"Can we do that again, Daddy?" Harry quietly asked, feeling a rush of tingles sweep through his body.

"Um, I- yeah, sure. Another time though." Louis rushed out, feeling his cheeks burn. "You need to go to sleep now, okay?"

Harry bit his lip, “Only if you promise we can do it again?”

Louis stared back at Harry’s wide eyes and he found himself nodding. “I promise.” He smiled down at Harry as he happily relaxed into his pillow, giving Louis a big smile.

Louis lifted his hand to Harry’s head then softly kissed his forehead. “Night, baby”

"Goodnight, Daddy."


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