-Chapter 3-

"Louis? Boobear wake up." I whispered into Louis ear. He didn't wake up, but he groaned and shoved his face deep into the pillows of our bed. Or my bed, but he's a cuddler, so it's our bed 99% of the time. "Come on baby, wake up for me. Please?" I whispered again. He still didn't wake up. I leaned over him, blowing on the back of his neck, his shoulders tensed up and a gasped slipped from his lips. His eyes shot open.

"Don't do that!" He whined cuddling into the covers.

"Get up Loubear, I made pancakes." His head snapped up. "And I made them with chocolate chips like you love."

"You did?" He smiled sitting up. I nodded.

"Want me to carry you or shall you walk to the kitchen. Like a peasant."

"It's your castle though."

"But here, you're the Prince." He raised up his arms, signaling me to carry the 19 year old boy. He grinned, scooping him off the bed. Carrying him bridal styles to the kitchen. Sleepy giggles flowing from his soft lips. I set him down on the marble countertops. As he stared at the pancakes I was finishing up.

"They're in the shape of a heart." He mumbled. I nodded. "Why?" He asked curiously.

"Because I love you. And I thought because it'd be a good time to have an at home, all day, Harry and Louis day. That okay?" He pressed his forehead to mine.

"It's okay with me." I stole a quick kiss from his lips. "You smell like strawberries." He told me, licking his lips. "Taste like them too." He blushed lightly at his own comment.

"Cheeky today hmm? If you wanted to know, Danielle bought groceries today. But she is currently out with Eleanor. Probably kissing or something." He smiled.

"She told me to call her Dani. Then she called me innocent." I chortled at his response.

"It's cause you are babe. Come, eat with me in your castle."

Danielle and Eleanor work for me. Kind of. The girls are... Lesbians. Which I didn't know at the time, but I saw then sneaking around once. Eleanor is the housekeeper, and Danielle as well, but usually she helps with cooking. The girls are very fond of Louis company. They often notice his shy atmosphere and think he's cute. But I wouldn't lie and say he isn't. Because his timid ways and innocence make him as adorable as a puppy. But he's my puppy. And no other puppy n the world could stop me from loving my puppy. Did that make sense? Hope so...

"Good pancakes." He complimented. I grinned taking his hand across the table. He stopped eating and chewed the food, staring up at me through confused eyes.

"Louis, you know yesterday. How Liam said I was going to get a beard?" He swallowed thickly.

"Y-Yeah I-I remember." I sighed.

"Are you okay with that?" He stared at his pancakes. Pushing them around on his plate. "Louis, please be honest." He shrugged.

"Will you... Will you kiss him?" I shrugged and his face paled. He pushed His plate out a bit. "I'm not hungry anymore." He muttered, sliding back in his chair and slipping out silently. I shot up and wrapped my arms around him before He could take another step.

"Louis...."

"I want you to be happy and I don't want you to get in trouble."

"Louis I'm happy with you, I just don't want you scared. I don't wanna have to go through the other night again. You know how it feels to see you cry? It's like getting stabbed." His breath sucked in. "Tell me what you want."

"You to be happy."

"That's not what I mean baby. Do you want me to do this or not. I know you're insecure. And I don't want you upset over me."

"I don't like it..."

"That's all I wanted to hear. I swear. I'll make this good for us. I don't have to get a fake boyfriend."

"But Liam said-"

"Liam doesn't know us. Yeah? I need you as much s you need me. We haven't even started this and were already flipping out." He smiled sadly at me.

"Are you going to hide me?" He asked.

"Yeah baby I think I'll have to." I told him with a sigh. I felt his arms go weak. As I let him go, he captured me in his embrace. "I love you Loubear."

"I love you too Hazzy. Is it still Hazzy and Louis day?" I nodded with a defiant grin on my face. "Can we still make red velvet cupcakes?"

"Do you wanna finish breakfast first? Or shall we rest our stomachs for a tiny bit with a movie."

"Movie. Can we watch the Vow?" He asked.

"Are you in a sad mood? That's a sad movie baby." I pushed his fringe aside.

"I don't know, maybe I'm sad. But I like it too." I nodded and pulled his hand in mine as we walked towards the so called In 'home theater'. Which in reality was just a quiet room with a stock pile of films, a Tv and a giant couch. And A microwave for popcorn but that's not the point now is it. I opened the door, closing it behind us, despite the fact nobody was in the house today but us. I slipped in the disc, laying on the couch with Louis already wrapped in a blanket coating the both of us.

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After the emotional train wreck aka the Vow, I could hear Louis crying at the 'I see the way you look at him' scene. Oh Channing Tatum. If you were in Porn... the things we could do.

"Harry?"

"Yes baby?"

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Of course you can."

"When you go to work?" I hummed for him to continue. "...Nevermind." I laughed for a moment at the blushing boy.

"No it's okay ask."

"But it's personal."

"It's okay baby, it's fine just ask. I'm curious now." He gulped.

"When you go to work and do stuff... Does it feel good or are you faking?" I considered the thought.

"A lot of its over exaggerated. Why?"

"I just wanted to know what to do. Because you said when I get that weird feeling I never react to it so I just thought-"

"About masturbating?" I chuckled 

"I didn't have my dad around, and mum was abstinence. Remember?" I nodded.

"Yeah, I remember the whole horrible memories of the fighting. At least they were okay with your sexuality."

"My mum didn't like you." He mumbled. "But I just thought if I did the things with my you know what it'd make the feeling go away."

"I'm still trying to process when you were like 13, how did you deal with wet dreams?"

"I didn't tell anyone and I would try to avoid it. It didn't happen a lot."

"Hmm, does it happen now?" Louis blushed heavily. "It's okay to tell me babe."

"A few times." I smiled.

"Just sank it off, you'll be fine. It's no big deal. I feel like a dad by saying this, but you can tell me this stuff." He blushed again.

"Does it bother you I'm.. a virgin?"

"No, does it bother you I'm a porn star?"

"No."

"Then it's no problem, come on baby. Let's go make cupcakes." He smiled, quickly kissing my cheek. Cheeks pink, as I grabbed his hand and pulled him back upstairs.

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"So just stir this okay?" I instructed to the boy in my arms. He grinned and started mixing the red batter in the bowl as I was checking his progress and searching for cupcake papers. I set each holder in the tray. Setting it aside on the counter and switching back to Louis. "Looks good baby. Wanna help me put them in the tray. He nodded, Licking his fingers that were coated in red mess. But how slowly he was licking off the batter was kinda hot. And that urge shouldn't even be kicking in right now. He handed me the bowl, and I got two large spoons. Spooning in a couple spoonfuls of red batter.

"Cupcakes are messy." He mumbled happily.

"But they're sweet, like you." I winked. He bit his lip to keep from smiling.

"That was dumb." He whispered.

"That was dumb? That was a bad pick up line?" He giggled.

"Yes!" I giggled along with him before we had finished the first to cupcake pans and I went over to put them in the oven. "You could've gotten more batter off the sides Hazzy." I used the spoon to scrape of the sides a bit.

"Can I try something?" He nodded. I swipped batter across his pink lips, then dipped down to kiss it off. I pulled away from the peck, licking my lips. "Taste good." He blushed, staring down at his bare feet. He turned his head up, smearing the red batter across my lips, and kissing them off as well. I smiled, picking him up and sitting him on the counter. I pressed my lips to his. Moving them together gently. Like he likes it. He let out a small whimper. Leading me to pull away and lick my lips. "You have red, all over your lips baby boy." I moved my thumb over his cheekbones. As he licked at them silently.

"All gone?" I leaned down to steal yet another kiss from his lips.

"Now it's gone." He smiled.

"When will they be done?" He asked referring to the cupcakes.

"15 minutes. And we just wasted about 5 kissing. He chuckled softly.

"Harry?"

"Yes."

"When you put the batter across my lips and kissed it off?"

"Mmhm go on."

"Funny feeling." He whispered timidly. My eyes widened.

"Oh... do you need to do something about it?" He started to panic a bit, I could see it in his eyes.

"Can I just.... can I kiss you?" I chortled at his question and cupped his cheek.

"You can, and you don't have to ask. Ever. I'm not shy with this type of stuff." He blushed and dipped his head towards mine. Giving me open mouthed kisses. Which rarely ever happened. So I kissed back. Opened mouthed. And I could feel his tongue at my mouth. I smiled into the kiss, letting it go deeper than it was. His tongue sliding with mine. And no matter how much I tried to ignore it. All this, plus Louis' innocence, and Louis' erection at his leg he was trying to ignore, was not ignorable. I pulled away panting. "Fuck Louis." He whimpered at the loss of contact. He looked down and saw how hard he was. And I was too.

"Harry I'm sorry I didn't-"

"Shh it's fine come here. I'll make it better." I pressed kisses along his jawline, his breath hitching.

"Harry I'm-"

"I know it's okay." I moved back to his lips, then to his jaw. Suddenly a gasp escaping his lips and his eyes slamming tight. His back arching a tiny bit and a short moan escaping his lips. I turned to his lower half in unison as him. A wet spot on the front of his pants.

"Harry I'm sorry it felt good and I didn't know I was-"

"Shh. It's fine baby go change okay? It's normal. I swear to God it's normal. Go change I'll watch the cupcakes okay." His eyes filled with relief as he ran back to his room. Did I really just make him come in his pants by kissing?

Holy shit. That was hot.

I palmed myself through my jeans, letting out a sigh.

Can I do this now? I can right? It'll be quick right? If Louis sees he might get nervous... Fuck it.

I slipped my hand into my boxers and worked on my cock for a few strokes before I came too. And after that image of Louis fucking coming on himself, it wasn't hard for me to come undone. I was glad I somewhat pulled it out of my pants though, so he wouldn't suspect anything with a change of clothes. I wiped my hand off on a paper towel, along with my cock itself. And washed of my hands. Rubbing my face with cold water to try to get my sanity back too. He entered the room just as I tucked myself away.

"I'm sorry." He said with guilt. I wrapped my arms around him.

"Baby, it is perfectly okay. I'm your boyfriend it's normal for this stuff to happen."

"But I usually ignore it and it goes away!" He explained.

"Well now wasn't a time for it to go away." I told him.

"It felt good." He confessed. I kissed his shoulder.

"You're so pretty. I love you so much." He blushed.

"I love you too. But how was that pretty? It's sticky and gross." I laughed softly.

"It's normal. And you are always pretty. My pretty baby Prince Louis." He nuzzled his face into my neck.

"Cupcakes." He whined. I smiled and went to fish them out of the oven. I showed him the fluffy red cupcakes. "Pretty."

"Like you."

"Better but not your best Hazzy." I grinned and set the pans down, wrapping my arms around him.

"How about Louis I love you with all my heart. You're the smile on my lips, the belt on my hips. And without you I'm sad and falling." He giggled.

"I like that one." He said, still giggling.

"Yeah?" He but his head on my shoulder.

"I love you." He whispered. I smiled wide, because usually I say it first an He says if back. He's even shy around that.

"I love you too."

"Hazzy?"

"Yes?"

"Can we put cream cheese filling inside the cupcakes like we used to?"

"Of course, it wouldn't be a Harry Louis cupcake without it." He pecked my cheek. Dear Lord I fucking love him so much. 

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Quick question, do you guys want me to write sexual content like this. Because Louis knows nothing about sex in this and he's kinda asking Harry to show him a long the way. I don't know, because if you guys don't want it HERE I'll make an external link to a book of Fan fiction smut on my smut account. Give me your opinions Kay? (sorry this is long)