this is a bdsm fic so this is gonna get kinky rlly fast. but no smut (yet)

Harry and Louis were seeing each other for about two weeks and a half and things were going fantastic. Their relationship was mainly innocent, with a few cheeky responses from Harry at times.

At the moment, the two were having dinner at Harry's. Louis had found out Harry had a cat named Oliver, which Louis instantly fell in love with.

Louis usually looked forward to almost every get together with Harry. However, this one he was quite nervous for. During dinner, they would be discussing their kinks and what they expect from a BDSM relationship. Even though they were not in an official relationship (Louis had no idea what they were), it was typical in their societies for two people to start seeing each other, discuss BDSM interests, start a relationship, then be officially matched as dominant and submissive.

Louis had never done this with a dominant before. He had boyfriends, but they weren't very traditional. They passed the BDSM discussion, which lead to the end of the relationship, as they later figured out the massive differences.

Another thing that made Louis incredibly nervous was he really liked Harry. He's never felt this way about someone else and he prays for everything to go smoothly.

So far, the dominant and submissive had just started a casual conversation over dinner. Harry was talking about how Gemma was doing, as she would be returning in two days. Louis was only half listening. His mind was elsewhere.

What if he's into blood kink? Water sports? What if he—

Louis shakes his head, trying to calm down. Harry frowns, asking, "are you alright, love?"

Louis gulps and nods. "Just a headache," he mutters.

"I have Advil," Harry offers. "Or anything else you'd like."

Louis shakes his head again. "'M just nervous," he admits.

Harry lets out a sigh before grinning at the boy. "I am too, believe it or not." Harry chuckles. "We just have to relax. We're both in the same boat."

Louis offers Harry a small smile. "You're right."

"Should we start?" Harry asks. Once Louis nods, Harry pulls the sheet of kinks out, which he had to the side of the table. "Um, want me to read yours out loud?"

Louis giggles. "Yes, please. That's the only way I can answer it. Unless you have Braille."

Harry blushes. "'M sorry, I didn't know how to get those—"

Louis laughs louder, shaking his head at Harry. "'M kidding."

Harry is so infatuated with this boy, he's just praying everything goes smoothly.

-

By the end of filling out the forms, they both looked like this:

Louis Tomlinson

Spanking (receiving) - green

Blindfolds (receiving) - green

Bondage (receiving) - green

Bondage; kinbaku (receiving) - yellow

Bruises (receiving) - green additional commentary: "light bruises, nothing extreme."

Buttplugs (receiving) - green

Cages (locked inside of) - red

Caning (receiving) - red

Chastity belt (receiving) - yellow

Cock ring (receiving) - green

Cross dressing (receiving) - green

Cuffs (receiving) - green

Dildos (receiving) - green

Daddy kink (calling) - green

Face slapping (receiving) - green

Flogging (receiving) - green

Foot worship - red

Gags (receiving) - green

Hair pulling - green

Marks (receiving) - green

Nipple play - green

Orgasm denial (receiving) - green

Public sex - yellow

Public humiliation (receiving) - red

Swallowing semen - green

Sex with other people - red

Vibrators (receiving) - green

Whipping (receiving) - green

Harry's list was nearly the same, with giving instead of receiving. The only differences were:

Bondage; kinbaku (giving) - green

Caning (giving) - green

Public humiliation (giving) - green

Swallowing semen - yellow

Harry looks up at Louis with a smile. "We are mainly compatible with everything. Let's discuss the differences. Those will just be yellow and green. Reds won't be discussed, as I won't persuade you to change them. Not that I'm changing your yellows, I'd just like input."

"That's fine," Louis says quietly, still nervous. "Which ones are they?"

"Um..." Harry scans over their kinks. "Bondage, the kinbaku kind, and swallowing."

Louis nods. "Well to start off... I put yellow for that specific bondage because I know it's very intense. I think I just want a simple bondage."

"Understandable. That's not a big kink for me so we don't have to do that style of bondage," Harry says. "With swallowing, I just don't really find the taste of cum appealing."

Louis chuckles, finding what Harry said cute. "Um, I've never tasted it before. I just would like to," he says nervously, twisting his fingers under the table.

Harry smiles, leaning forward in his seat. "So, you're a virgin?"

Louis' smile falters, twitching into a frown. "Um... no. I-I've had sex before. But now that I think about it, I've never given head." Louis' sexual experiences were usually random hookups. He didn't do it all the time, only three times.

"Oh." Harry's smile also falters, but he doesn't frown. "That's... uh, fine."

Louis bites his lip. "It doesn't sound like it."

Harry's eyes widen. "Sorry, I didn't mean to give off that vibe at all. I was just taken aback. It's completely fine, Louis. I will never judge your past sexual life."

Not entirely believing the dominant, Louis just nods to end the conversation. "So... everything is okay? We mostly agree on everything?"

Harry smiles widely, looking up at the beautiful submissive. "We're very compatible, it seems."

Louis lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank god. Harry, I like you... a lot. I was so nervous for tonight. I know I already said that but I couldn't get over it."

"Me too!" Harry laughs. "Honestly... you're amazing. I really didn't think I would find a perfect submissive."

Louis blushes. "I'm anything but perfect."

Harry scoffs playfully, rolling his eyes. "You're exactly that and more."

We could fall in love and spend the rest of our lives together, Harry thinks.

-

Due to Louis working tomorrow and Harry living further away than the younger boy, they were staying at Louis' tonight.

Harry and Zeus bonded extremely well, which was surprising to Louis. Zeus only liked Nick, Niall, and Phil. He barked at Dan and everyone else whenever people dropped by.

"Looks like you've got mail," Harry chuckles and bends down to pick up the papers. The mail had been piled up on the floor, obviously dropped there through the slot. Harry furrows his eyebrows. "Quite a lot of it."

Louis laughs a little, petting Zeus as the dog slobbers all over him, excited his owner is home. "Yeah, I'm horrible at checking anything besides my bills."

"They're all in Braille," Harry observes.

Louis lets out a giggle. "I am blind, you adorable dork." The blind boy was slightly tipsy from the alcohol he consumed at Harry's.

Harry's cheeks flush from embarrassment. "It's just... I've never seen so much Braille on a piece of paper."

Louis giggles some more, walking in the direction of Harry's voice. Harry smiles down at him. "Read it to me."

Louis lets out a cackle. "You want me to read you my mail?"

"I'd like to be read anything if it's by you," Harry hums.

If Louis wasn't wearing his sunglasses Harry would imagine he would be rolling his eyes. Louis took a random letter, reading it with a smile on his face. The smile soon disappears and Louis hesitates before trying to pick another one.

Harry halts his movements. "What does that one say?"

"Nothing," Louis mumbles. The submissive internally curses at himself when Harry takes the mail out of his hands. He should've just made something up, like a credit card bill.

Harry's eyes land on the only lettered print on the paper.

Kardashian Matching Corp.

Harry can practically feel his heart drop to his stomach. "Y-You took a matching test?"

Louis is quiet for a moment before sighing. "Harry, it was before I met you. I got the results the day we went on our first date."

Harry shakes his head, setting all the mail on a nearby coffee table. "Louis, you could have your soulmate's name in that letter."

"You don't know that," Louis says quietly.

"God!" Harry groans, running his fingers through his hair. "Are you serious? Louis, what are you doing wasting your time? Your future dominant could—"

"B-But," Louis interrupts, his voice shaky. Louis takes a few breaths before finally spilling out something he's been dying to say:

"I want you to be my dominant!"