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it's been a year.

one bumpy, winding, loop of a year.

a good, bad, great, absolutely nerve wracking year that has made louis want to rip his hair out, smother his partner with affection and just hide him from the wickedness in the world.

harry surprised him with breakfast in bed that consisted of a really tasty omelette that he could eat his weight in for the rest of his life, raspberries, and face kisses. they spent most of their day in bed, cuddled up while watching whatever caught their eye.

louis was stoned by four in the afternoon. harry didn't want to smoke because he felt like dropping dirty for weed on his drug test and not getting arrested for it was a scam, so he rolled a joint for louis and laid his head on his tummy while he smoked. they took a nap right in that spot after harry gave his lover a blowjob that gave him more of a high than marijuana could ever offer.

the time is now six forty. louis had to go to the apartment because zayn needed his help with something, then pick up a sweets package from jessie that he had requested. she had a small side business where she would sell chocolate covered or candied fruits that could be customized, plus edible arrangements and anything of the sorts that could be used for celebrations or parties. she made good money off of that, she loved to bake and loved making people laugh with her creative ways. louis got a dozen of chocolate covered strawberries that had customized words on them with little candy letters. he couldn't wait for harry to see them.

"please don't blow the house up while i'm gone," louis said as he grabbed his keys. "i'll be right back, i promise."

"please hurry. i might miss you too much," harry pouted from his spot on the bed.

"whatever. you told me to get out so you could cook without me trying to steal the food."

"'cause i know it's going to be good and if i keep you in the kitchen, you'll fill up before dinner's even done."

he had a point.

"can i at least have a kiss before you go?"

louis shrugged. "better come get it before i make it out the door."

at first he had slowly backed away from
the bedroom door to head downstairs, but then his footsteps picked up rather quickly. harry didn't hesitate to chase him down the stairs and beat him to the front door.

louis squealed as he was pinned against the exit. harry tucked his knee between his small legs and tipped his head up, stealing a kiss before he could protest about anything. louis smiled against him, putting his hands on the man's waist.

"be safe."

"always," louis mumbled against harry's lips. "i'll be back."

"don't come back."

"fine. fuck you, too."

"for at least an hour."

"easy. jessie talks."

humming in agreement, harry gave him another kiss before (gently) pushing him out the door and locking it. even if louis had a key, it was still funny to him.

at the apartment, louis was greeted with a solid white gift bag. glittered tissue paper was stuffed in the top and an envelope poked out of it. zayn looked quite proud, as if the gift was from himself. but louis could see that it was from harry based upon the writing that was on the envelope.

"happy anniversary, lovey," zayn cooed as he handed him the bag. "this is from your lover boy. you are to wear it and go back home."

"that fucker," louis gasped. "we were supposed to wait until tonight for gifts!"

"just open it!"

louis carefully went through the bag and pulled out a satin red mini dress and his black heels with the snakes on them. he had left those at harry's one time and wondered where they went.

not only that, but there was a black lace bodysuit (definitely lingerie from the looks of it) and a silver necklace that had harry's name written in cursive. the egotistical bastard himself not only put a rock on louis' finger, but got him a necklace with his name as if the world didn't already know just who louis belonged to.

he teared up when he read the card. it was completely filled with harry's sweet words telling him that this year may have been a rollercoaster, but he had louis through it all and could never thank him enough. plus a small apology for getting arrested squeezed into it. there may or may not have been $500 stuffed inside with a comment that it was for harry's anniversary present, but his presents were waiting for him at the house.

zayn did his hair while he did his own makeup and refrained from sending a picture of his outfit to harry. zayn said to surprise him even though the man already knew what he had.

"he gave me a time frame to be back," louis told him.

smirking, zayn only kissed his forehead. "you look so pretty. he's gonna eat you right up."

"he better. you know how long it's been since i've worn heels?"

"a minute, yeah. it's alright. you'll live."

"we're both lucky he booked me that appointment yesterday," the smaller man grumbled. harry booked him a spa day as an early anniversary gift. he also got his eyebrows threaded, a mani-pedi, and a massage. zayn went with him because he needed to get his own nails done.

"you look fine, lou. here." zayn grabbed louis' clear lipgloss and swiped just a tiny amount over his lips. when louis rolled his lips to coat them in the shimmered gloss, he grinned. "hot."

louis met up with jessie and got the dozen of strawberries. he paid her full price plus a tip for last minute and refused to take the tip back. he did, however, accept two free mini cheesecakes from her since it was their anniversary. one was plain and the other had a strawberry glaze on top. harry likes his cheesecake plain because he has that weird taste in food.

when he got back home, he realized he had been gone for an hour and a half. harry didn't even text him to ask his location or eta, so louis assumed this was part of why he was supposed to stay out of the house. he probably would have texted after 2 hours.

he went to unlock the door and found it already unlocked, so he put his car keys in the gift bag and stepped in the house. he set the gift bag down, still holding onto the desserts, and spotted rose petals by his feet.

"is that you, bunny?" he heard. it was from the back of the house.

"yeah, it's me," louis called back. "do i follow the petals?"

"follow the petals."

louis put the desserts in the fridge and followed the petals to a door in the hallway. it went to the basement. he had only been in the basement one time before, and that was when harry was stoned and showed him some of his old music collection. apparently he and mitch would play down here and write songs, and that's where his idea for rhapsody came about. he saw the blueprint for the inside and outside. it was a lovely building and he may be biased because it's his future husband's dream shop, but he would have definitely made himself at home there.

he went down the stairs into the basement, mouth parting when he saw the entire area rearranged. there was a table in the middle of the room covered in a white tablecloth that had red tealight candles flickering in the dimmed light, glasses of white wine sitting at eachother's spots, a vase of pink and white roses in the middle of the furniture and even a balloon tied to it. it was just a red heart balloon like they would use for valentine's day, but it was precious.

harry was adjusting the thermostat while biting nervously at the side of his thumb. he was wearing a black suit with a soft pink button up beneath his suit jacket, halfway undone as usual. his hair was down, loose curls rested over his shoulders.

he had gotten a haircut about a week after getting out because the ends of his hair were dead and he needed something different. it took everything in him not to tell liam to just chop it all off so he could have short hair again, but he really liked his long hair and knew louis would have his balls if he even tried it. so he settled for his usual trim, his balls are still attached, and louis even said he looked pretty.

"okay," harry mumbled and backed up from the thermostat. he turned his head, looking just as shocked as louis. he was more shocked over the way his fiancé looked absolutely ravishing in his dress, but louis was still focused on the fact he turned the basement into their own dinner date.

"hi," harry breathed out.

"hi," louis whispered back, taking a look at him with his teeth dug into his lip. "are you wearing converses with your suit?"

"brand spanking new, baby," harry pulled his pant leg up to show his all white high tops with a proud grin. "they came in this morning."

harry walked towards the smaller man and twirled his finger, telling him to spin. louis did as told, face flushing when his lover whistled from behind him.

"gorgeous," harry hummed. he then pulled louis to him by his waist and spun him so they were face to face. "you changed your nose ring."

louis nodded, showing him the tiny silver flower on his nostril. harry complimented it before tilting his head back to kiss him gently.

"you did all of this while i was gone?"

"i set most of it up while you napped earlier," harry admitted. "food is still on its way."

"what are we having?"

"pizza."

louis narrowed his eyes at him. "you made me dress nice for pizza?"

"anniversary dinner, baby," harry chuckled. "i wanted you to look pretty for our day, so i dressed up too. see?" he pointed down to the handkerchief in the pocket of his suit jacket. "all kinds of fancy."

chuckling, louis said, "all kinds of fancy."

harry nodded slowly and took a peek at the thin black straps beneath the red straps of the dress. he kissed louis again, dropping the hand that wasn't holding the man's face down to his hip.

louis accepted the light kisses, smiling into every one of them. he didn't even have to stand on his tiptoes (not like he would have anyways because harry always met him in the middle.) he wrapped his arms around harry's neck, letting out a soft breath through his nose when his partner rested his hand on his bum.

harry gave his ass a squeeze and took a step forward. he blindly guided the two of them to the nearest wall, where he pinned louis to it and removed his mouth to only place it on his jaw.

louis' eyelids fluttered at the kisses trailing down his neck. especially when harry found the spot that made him squirm. the younger man only kept his hips pinned back as he bit down on his sweet spot, making louis' breath hitch.

"you smell so good," harry murmured as he began to kiss the other side of his neck. louis' skin was on fire now. he could feel the heat from being flustered all over the lad.

"what do you say, lou?"

"hm?"

"i gave you a compliment, little one. what do you say?"

"oh, sorry," louis whispered. "thank you."

"good boy."

louis bit his lip as harry nipped at the side of his ear. he dug his fingers in his shoulders and sunk back against the wall with a low hum. harry kissed him a little more rough, licking into his mouth and making the smaller man's knees go weak.

a firm knock from upstairs made harry step away, licking his bitten lips. he swiped his thumb over louis' bottom lip with a light smirk.

"food's here."

"yeah," louis whispered, throat tight. "might wanna-" he cleared his throat and nodded toward the stairs.

harry gave him a light peck to his lips before heading upstairs.

louis let out a heavy breath and looked down, huffing when he saw he was already half hard just from making out. god damn it. this is what he gets for telling him they weren't having sex for a week after harry locked shark in the bathroom with that damn toy egg. he had stuck the two of them in the bathtub of all places where the bowl was deep and the cat had no chance of escaping.

why? because shark bit louis on the nose.

louis smacked his head back against the wall and tried to think about very unflattering things, and found himself somewhat back to normal after harry made it back downstairs.

"what kind?" louis then asked.

"thin crust as always," harry hummed. "your favorite."

"you are my favorite."

smiling to himself, harry set the boxes on the table. he pulled louis' chair out before grabbing his hand and leading him to the table.

"where are the babies? i'm surprised they haven't come down here," louis said as he took a seat.

"they're somewhere upstairs. either our room or their room."

harry set up a bedroom for shark and emma to play in. the cat tree was still in the living room, but upstairs they had their own room with toyboxes, litter boxes, and a cat "house" as harry called it. it was like a large playhouse but made with scratch post material. there were stairs they could climb, a net at the top that they could snooze in, and even little hiding spots to poke their heads out of. harry hid catnip in certain corners to soothe them. he found shark rolling around the floor with some catnip stuck to his nose the night before, purring like he had never purred before. then the feline was sat at the top of the cat tree with eyes the size of saucers, just staring. it was comical. emma was the exact same way.

"emma been good?"

"the house is still intact, right?"

louis nodded with a smile. "brat cat has contained herself, then."

harry set their plates up with pizza and made sure their wine was good before opening the box of cinnamon sticks. they were like regular breadsticks but instead of garlic on top, they were glazed with cinnamon sugar and had a sweet icing to go along with them. they're a mutual favorite between the two, so of course he had to get them.

louis only ate two pieces of pizza since he wanted to save room for all of the yummy desserts waiting on them. even if it was thin crust and not as filling as regular crusted pies, he was still working on his appetite. harry said as long as he ate, he didn't care what or how much it was. he just needed to get something on his stomach. they can save the rest for later. especially if they have sex, because apparently that makes harry feel like he's been starved for weeks once they're done.

"what did you get from jessie?" harry asked as he swapped from his empty pizza plate to his plate of cinnamon sticks.

snickering, louis wiped his hands off and said, "just a second," before rushing upstairs. it was funny to him, and jessie got a kick out of it as well. she was also slightly disgusted that she was the trusted individual to do this, but it was overall going to make harry laugh so it was worth it.

louis snagged the desserts from the fridge and returned to the basement, seeing their plates stacked up neatly on the table. he handed harry his cheesecake, blushing when the man kissed his cheek in gratitude before sitting in his seat again. after putting his own cheesecake on the table, he passed the white box over.

harry opened the box to see blue chocolate strawberries set in rows of four, the words best dick ever on them in white letters. he barked out a laugh, covering his mouth quickly before looking at his fiancé with bright eyes.

"no way."

"way," louis giggled. "she sent me samples of orders she had done before and i picked those."

harry took a photo of the strawberries and shook his head in amusment. "you are something else, bunny."

"you like them?"

"oh yeah. inflated my ego by miles."

louis rolled his eyes with a grin. of course. he has his name around his neck, an engagement ring, a tattoo for him on his hip, and just admitted that he's great in bed via fruit.

"want one?" harry turned the box around.

louis intentionally chose the berry with the letter d and set it beside his cheesecake.

"now you're just the best ick ever," he joked.

"it's the felony, isn't it?"

"i was thinking about the converses, but sure."

harry cracked a grin and plucked a strawberry from the box, taking a small bite. he slouched in his seat with a hum. "that's the shit."

"better be," louis chuckled. he took a bite out of his own berry and nodded. "i'm definitely putting more orders in."

"please." harry agreed. "come here."

louis carried his cheesecake over to the other side of the table, squeaking when harry pulled him onto his lap. the younger man pulled something that looked like a remote out of his pocket and pressed two buttons, causing the lights to change color and darken.

"pretty," louis murmured before wiggling on his lap. he got comfortable and fed harry another strawberry, wiping his bottom lip to make sure no juice dripped down his face.

"you're pretty," harry said after swallowing. "my pretty boy."

louis' face flushed at the compliment. he will never get over it. him. this. a whole year? they survived a year. next is two years. then five. then ten. so on and so forth.

"do you like your dress?" harry asked as he ran his fingers over louis' hip.

nodding, louis leaned into him. "love it. thank you."

harry pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "you're welcome. deserve all the pretty dresses. they look so good on you."

"yeah?"

"yeah. and i really wanna take it off."

"but i want my cheesecake," louis whined. "and i wanna give you your presents."

"i know. i'm patient, bun," harry murmured. "eat."

louis shared his cheesecake even though harry had his own to dine on. harry did the same, feeding spoonfuls of the sweet treat to the one on his lap. while louis ate and drank his wine, harry grazed his lips over his shoulder and neck, leaving light kisses here and there. he left the man littered in chills. he could feel the goosebumps on his arms just from his kisses.

"i'm sorry i couldn't do more for today," harry whispered. "i feel so bad."

"hey, no," louis cooed. "i would have been just fine if we had a lazy day and slept. this is perfect, h."

"i wanted to take you out, though. wanted to take a trip."

"we have all the time to take a trip. we're going when you get off house arrest, remember?"

harry nodded against his arm. they decided to book a week in san diego in april to start the spring/summer season right. he got approval from bridget to leave the county, but he could not leave the state until after his first year of probation just to make sure he's not going to do anything stupid for his first six months off of the ankle monitor.

once their plates were cleared and half of the strawberries were eaten, harry packed the box of the remaining fruit up and patted louis' bum as a sign to stand.

"wanna open presents?"

"yes, please."

harry grabbed the three gift bags sitting in the corner of the room while louis went upstairs. he returned with two bags and an envelope between his teeth.

louis got new heels, perfume, a weighted blanket, lingerie, and two tickets to see his favorite artist in concert. he nearly screamed when he realized he would be breathing the same air as trippie redd. harry bought front row seats. he got four tickets. the two of them, plus niall and zayn. liam had a flight to go on that weekend that was already booked because of mitch and his travels, so he was unable to go but requested pictures and a tee shirt.

harry was excited to recieve a keychain that was a camera roll that had pictures of the two of them. photos from trips, selfies from the club, selfies with the cats, and louis even snuck a screenshot from the video of him sucking harry off at the hospital. clear as day, only someone without a brain wouldn't be able to tell what was going on right there. it was at the very end, so it was more of a surprise. he was also gifted new rings, matching pajamas for the both of them, and an apple watch so he's not always on his phone when he's at work. whenever he goes back, anyways.

when he put the gift bags down, he was handed a large envelope, like ones that documents would be sealed in. he eyed louis suspiciously before opening the package.

"no," he gasped when he saw the first picture.

"uh huh," louis cheesed. "professional, too."

"who?"

"cara."

"no wonder they're so good," harry said in awe as he flipped through the photos. they're larger images, probably 8x10 size, maybe 9x12. printed copies of a boudoir shoot. louis in lace. in a sheer nightgown. he even wore harry's playboy necklace in some pictures. his favorite, though, was the image of louis laying on his side with harry's necklace draped over his hip. one leg spread a little further than the other to give his ass a bigger shape. the playboy pendant sat dead center in the middle of his flame tattoo.

then there was one of a chest shot. he was wearing one of his collars that had harry's name on it. they had gotten three. one for the club (a chain linked collar with white ribbon weaved between the links, bunny engraved into the pendant because it was his stage name), two for home. one had harry's name, it was red with small spikes. the other was pink with lace trim and had the word 'slut' because it was louis' favorite insult.

harry slouched in his seat and held the stack of photos to his chest, eyes rolling back. "i've died and rose again. my future husband is hot as fuck."

louis' face flushed a deep red. "so you like them?"

"i'm getting us a four bedroom house so i can have a room with just these photos in it."

"so, yes."

"fuck yes. thank you, baby," harry said as he kissed louis' cheek. "i don't say it as often as i should but you make me the happiest man alive."

louis smiled and turned his head to kiss his lips. "loves you."

harry hummed and kissed him once more. "loves you most."

harry made sure to take everything upstairs and attach his keychain to his keys before checking on the cats. they were in their room asleep on the playhouse, emma in the net and shark laid right on top of her.

he found louis standing in the doorway to their room, eyeing the balloons that were floating above the bed that was covered in more rose petals.

"i'm the best, i know."

louis turned around and grabbed him by his suit jacket before pressing a bruising kiss to his lips. trailing his hands up harry's chest before settling them on either side of his face, he bit down on the man's lower lip when both of his hands made it to his ass.

harry removed one of his hands and placed it on louis' throat so he could deepen the kiss, taking it over before louis knew it. the older man's hands fell almost instantly, one going back to his chest and the other wrapping around his wrist.

"if you don't start doing that from now on, we're getting divorced."

harry smirked and tightened his grip on louis' throat just the slightest. only on the sides. he didn't want to hurt him. that was not an intention whatsoever. it was just to see how louis would fold under his hand. he wanted to reduce oxygen, not blood flow.

"okay," louis whispered out. harry immediately released him and checked his neck. he pressed a soft kiss to his skin before picking him up and carrying him to the bed.

a loud squeal echoed in the room as louis was tossed onto the bed. he bubbled into laughter, digging his heels into the sheets below him. harry removed his heels for him slowly, rubbing his ankles once they were off.

"pedi's cute," he murmured.

louis grinned and showed him that they match with his fingernails. his toes were white, but his fingers were white with black stripes down his middle fingers.

"sit up for me." harry tapped louis' thighs and reached down to bundle the bottom of his dress in his hands. he carefully pulled it off of him so that he wouldn't mess up his makeup or cause his nose ring to fall out. it used to be the hoop, so he never had to worry, but there was one time louis snagged a stud on a towel and bled for a minute. he was fine, but it was irritated the entire day.

"i know i'm being slow, i'm sorry." harry said as he kissed louis' collarbones. "wanna take my time on you. wanna make you feel so good."

"you do," louis whispered, head lolling back when harry pulled the front of his bodysuit down just enough to flick his tongue across his nipple.

harry sucked a mark in the middle of his chest where the v-neckline of the bodysuit ended. he trailed his mouth up his chest, up the middle column of his neck, until he made it to his lips again.

the softness already had louis melting. he was so gentle with him. he was always gentle unless louis asked otherwise.

louis pushed harry's jacket off of him and blindly felt for harry's belt, undoing it and tossing it on the floor. he skimmed his hand over the front of the man's suit pants, smirking into the kiss because harry was already hard. of course he was.

"can't help it. you look too good," harry said against him. "took everything in me not to take you the second i laid eyes on you." he towered over him, untying the bows on the sides of his bodysuit with one hand to get it off.

"you see me all the time, though."

"and? you are the reason i know my dick still works after all this time," harry said, making louis snort and cover his mouth. "i'm just saying. you're gorgeous, bunny. no matter how i see you. i just...have a thing for you in dresses and lingerie. i dunno."

"'cause i'm a femboy at heart."

"my favorite," harry curled his fingers around the smaller man's thigh. "do you remember our safe word?"

"mhm."

"can you tell me?"

"peaches," louis whispered.

"and you know to tell me if it becomes too much, right?"

louis nodded, but harry gave him a warning look that silently corrected him. "yes."

"alright."

louis was a squirming, whiny mess by the time harry felt satisfied with teasing him. he was covered in love bites on his chest, tummy, thighs and ass. there were two on the left side of his neck and one on the right. whatever harry was trying to do was working. louis wasn't even sure what he was doing until he looked down at his stomach to see his stomach covered in bruises in the shape of the letter h.

harry took a picture of the sight before him and leaned down to kiss louis' nose. "mine."

"possessive," louis mumbled. "i like it. don't get too crazy, please."

"i do what i want." harry grabbed louis' ass and flipped him onto his stomach. he smirked at louis' tiny squeal of excitement because he knew what was about to happen. he loved when harry ate him out. it was his favorite thing besides actually getting fucked. that was and always will be number one.

the sooner harry got his mouth on him, the sooner louis deflated. he practically melted into the bed and became one with it, curling his fingers into the sheets or his own hair as pleasure went all throughout him.

harry squeezed hard on louis' bum, retracting a hand to slap a bright red handprint on his left cheek. louis wiggled his ass in response, so he got another spank, then another because he wouldn't keep still. the younger man pulled away and bit down on louis' ass hard, making him moan.

"stop moving," harry said. "let daddy finish, okay?"

nodding, louis looked over his shoulder. "sorry."

"you're okay, baby." harry pressed a soft kiss to his bite mark. "lay on your back for me."

when he pulled away, he propped a pillow under louis' back and nestled between his thighs again. hooking louis' legs over his shoulders, he continued to eat him out and listen to the soft whimpers that left his lover's mouth. he murmured quiet praises, telling him he tasted good, he smelled good (something about his perfume, maybe his body wash, or even just his natural sweet scent. he always smelled good, but today was something else), that he was his best boy, all these little things that would send him over the edge. especially when he added fingers into the mix, spreading the smaller man open slowly but surely. louis was getting antsy and harry wasn't having it. he was taking his time.

when harry started to curl two fingers against louis' prostate, louis went dead silent. with his head tilted back and jaw slack, his body reacted before his mouth could. his thighs trembled, his hips lifted off of the pillow, and he immediately fumbled for harry's arm. he dug his nails into his wrist as he fucked him using only his fingers, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.

harry held his hips down with his other hand as he quickened his pace, teeth dug into his bottom lip as he watched louis with hooded eyes. he leaned forward to add his tongue with his fingers, which made louis choke on his own breath. sometimes pleasure overstimulated him. if it weren't for harry taking breaks and reminding him to breathe, he would have passed out plenty of times before.

"daddy," louis rasped out.

"mhm?"

"'m gonna-"

harry pulled away from him entirely. he sat on his knees and unbuttoned his shirt, eyes focused on the one below him. louis pouted up at him, asking why he stopped, which only made harry smirk.

"forgot to mention you can't cum without my permission tonight."

"that's bullshit."

harry shrugged his shirt off of his shoulders and leaned down to kiss louis, but the smaller man turned his head. harry ended up kissing his cheek. "give me a kiss."

"no."

"louis, give me a kiss. please?" harry asked softly. "don't make get it myself."

he noticed louis trying to hide a grin. of course he would want that.

he grabbed the man's jaw and forced him to look over. he stared at him with hard eyes, rubbing his thumb over louis' lower lip before stealing the softest kiss from him. he felt louis smile against him as tiny hands made their way to his sides. their kisses were light and sweet, ones that louis adored to bits.

louis rolled them over to where he was on top of his fiancé. he took his time trailing his mouth down his body because he wanted to feel the goosebumps that would rise on harry's arms. he wanted to watch him squirm.

"you're so pretty," harry blurted suddenly. "it makes my dick hurt."

louis giggled against his stomach. "good."

because of how tiny and flexible louis was, harry was able to reach over him and play with his ass while the smaller man sucked him off. it got louis riled up, because he would wiggle his hips each time harry slapped his bum and push his ass up into his hands.

harry reached over for the lube and squeezed some more onto his fingers, slowly trailing his fingers down louis' ass and smearing the liquid onto his skin. he rubbed his fingertips up and down the man's rim, managing to slip his middle finger inside of him.

louis inhaled heavily and pulled off, a string of spit connecting him to the tip of harry's cock. he leaned forward to bite his lover's stomach.

harry grabbed him by the back of his neck. "i'll stop."

"no," louis whined.

the younger man slid his ring finger alongside his middle finger, causing louis to moan against him. harry slipped his hand down to the middle of louis' throat, just below his adam's apple, and pushed his head up so he could look at him.

"pretty little slut," harry cooed. "aren't you?"

louis licked his lips and nodded.

"and whose pretty little slut are you?"

louis' eyes fluttered shut as harry quickened his pace with his fingers. "yours," he breathed out. "harry, please-" he tried to lower his head but harry kept it pulled up.

"no," harry murmured. "not yet."

whining at his refusal, louis bit at his stomach again. harry tightened his hand on his throat, making the smaller man freeze.

harry counted to five before releasing him and pulling him up by his hair. he removed his fingers and kissed him hard, soaking in all of louis' whimpers and heavy breaths.

louis' dick had rubbed against the bedding, against harry's thigh, he was sensitive and needy and wanted to cum but the younger man said no. the brat in him wanted to do it anyways, but he knew deep down inside that harry would not take that lightly.

"skip the condom?" louis suggested.

"love to," harry muttered. "lay down."

louis laid on his back, adjusting quickly when harry put the pillow under his hips again. the fabric was cold against his flaming skin.

once harry was fully unclothed, he made sure louis was ready before coating his cock in lube and leaning down to kiss his neck. louis dug his nails into harry's ribs, back arching off of his pillow as harry entered him. the younger man had to push him back onto the bed to keep him still.

"god," harry hissed next to louis' ear. "you always feel so good, baby."

he went slow, one hand dipping into the bed next to louis' head and the other cradling his face as he offered soft kisses and gentle praises. louis clawed down his back, fingers finding a resting spot at the bottom of his spine. once harry found a steady pace, he rested on his forearms, head tucked into the crook of his lover's neck.

"fuck, daddy-" louis pushed harry up so he could look down between them. he put his left hand on his tummy. his head lolled back again, other hand scratching at harry's chest. he tightened his legs around his hips, letting out a guttural moan.

"sweet boy," harry cooed as he angled his hips to make louis tremble. "daddy's boy, yeah?"

louis nodded frantically, moaning again when harry put his hand on top of his and pushed them both down. "close, close-"

"not yet," harry reminded him.

"please-"

"if you cum, 'm just gonna use you as my fuck toy until i'm done," harry said. he took his hand off of louis' stomach and grabbed his jaw. "you wanna be daddy's toy?"

with wide eyes, louis stared up at him in awe.

"of course you would." harry forced louis' mouth open and spit harshly into it. "fucking whore. look at you. swallow." he closed his mouth for him and watched him swallow his spit before pulling out.

louis panted for breath as harry gave him a forehead kiss of reassurance. the forehead kiss turned into a kiss on each cheek, the tip of his nose, and his lips. he was then instructed to turn over. so he did, pliant against the mattress once his chest came in contact with it.

the headboard rocked hard against the wall as harry fucked him relentlessly. louis' hands were behind his back, wrists held in harry's large palm while harry's other hand held a vice grip in his hair. louis was stumbling over his own sounds. moans, sobs, curses, yet somehow he pleaded for harry to continue on. he's going to feel all of it tomorrow. maybe for the next week, or even year. this time next year he will be recovered.

louis clenched around harry as he released onto his stomach, hiding his face in the pillow beneath him. he sobbed into the cushion, heart beating eratically because he came without harry's permission. he heard harry's low moan behind him and goosebumps littered his arms.

harry stilled his hips as he came inside of him, head dropping. he released louis' wrists and massaged them gently before rubbing his hands up and down the tiny man's back. he rubbed down his sides, eyebrows furrowing when the fingers on his left hand slid over something that didn't feel like skin.

he pulled out and moved louis onto his back again, tutting when he saw cum on louis' stomach and the sheets.

"i wasn't even finished with you," harry gasped. "bunny, you made a mess."

louis swallowed hard, adverting his gaze to the ceiling. he covered his face with his hands, inhaling deep.

harry traced his finger around the mess on his tummy, smirking to himself. "bad little rabbit. i'm so disappointed. you were doing so good."

the older man rubbed his face, wiping his tears discreetly. he blinked up at harry, speechless. he couldn't form the words. he couldn't mutter as much as an apology.

harry swiped his thumb across louis' tummy and pulled louis' mouth open again. he slipped his thumb into louis' mouth, scraping the pad of it against the back of his bottom teeth to get the cum off.

"hope it tastes better than your behavior," he hummed.

louis sniffled, bottom lip wobbling. he gulped again, swallowing his own mess.

"don't cry, little one. you did it to yourself."

he knows he's only talking shit because it's his role but part of him feels like he actually did disappoint him. it could just be because he's extremely tired now and his head is clouded.

"what happens when you don't listen to me, hm?" harry continued, stroking his knuckles down louis' face. "words, please."

louis blinked back tears. he shook his head, nudging away from harry's close contact.

harry scooped him up and carried him to the bathroom, setting him down but holding him close as he got a shower started. louis was still snuffling against him, hiding his face in his arm. when the shower was ready, he made sure louis was able to walk before helping him in.

"hey."

louis stared down at the shower floor, unable to lift his head.

"bunny," harry tried again. "look at me, please."

louis slowly raised his head, wringing his fingers together in front of him.

"'m sorry," he mumbled. "i tried. it got to be too much. i didn't wanna word out because it was good. i just...liked it. all of it. also too much."

"i know," harry stroked his hair back. "should have seen the look on your face when i called you my fuck toy."

"you spit in my mouth."

"i kinda do that already. making out includes swapping spit. it's-"

"do it more," louis blurted. "please."

"alright." harry rubbed his thumb over louis' bottom lip. "you're not in trouble, bun. i'm not mad. i was just teasing when i said i was disappointed."

"i cried."

"and it made me feel bad. i went too far, didn't i?"

louis shook his head, laying his cheek on harry's chest.

"i could never be upset with you, my baby," harry murmured. he kissed the top of louis' damp head and gave him a gentle squeeze. "you did so good. looked so good. tasted so good. turn around. i wanna taste you again."

louis giggled against him. "stop it."

"i'm serious. i didn't even plug you-" harry squeezed his ass with a satisfied sigh. "can i?"

nodding, louis let out the tiniest squeak when he was turned to face the wall.

harry rimmed him until he came again (and swore he didn't need permission this time), licking and sucking his own release out and marking up the back of louis' thighs as much as he could. after louis was stable, harry cleaned him up and made sure he was fresh as a daisy before tending to his own shower duties.

"you promise you're not mad at me?" louis asked with the lightest tone as harry started to wash his hair.

"i promise."

"if you wanted to um..." louis chewed on the inside of his cheek. "punish me, or whatever, i wouldn't mind."

"that's why i don't punish you. you would like it." harry smirked, reaching forward to poke louis' chest. "little slut."

"you can say that again."

louis absentmindedly ran his hands up and down harry's chest and it seemed to relax the man more than he thought it would.

"you have one more present," louis said quietly as he traced harry's stomach tattoo. "well, kind of."

"really?"

"mhm."

"lou..."

"don't you dare," louis gasped. "don't even try it."

"i was gonna say you suck at trying to one-up me because you have one more present also. i will always win at gift giving." harry stuck his tongue out at him as he rinsed his hair. "i've been on house arrest for so long, all i do is shop online."

the smaller man rolled his eyes. "we know."

"it's therapeutic."

"you know what's therapeutic? therapy. you should try it."

harry snickered and shook his wet hair over louis' petite frame, smiling when louis screeched. he whined that he was already cold because harry was hogging the water flow and that didn't help his situation at all.

harry traded him spots so he could warm up. when they were both done, harry dried louis off and dressed him before tending to himself. louis washed his face and changed his nose ring back to his hoop, scrunching and wiggling his little nose once the ring was secured.

"pretty," harry cooed from beside him. he kissed louis' temple and offered to blow dry his hair for him, but louis declined. he said he wanted to let his natural waves come out on their own.

"hang tight while i fix the bed. we kinda...yeah." harry chuckled. he smacked louis' ass as he left the bathroom, leaving his partner on his lonesome.

it took about ten minutes, but harry said he was good to come back. when he stepped in their room, he spotted a box sitting on the bed that was wrapped in blue wrapping paper. the balloons were definitely not in their previous placement. they were now tucked away in one of the corners of the room.

emma and shark raced into the room, finding comfort on pillows and interest in the bow that was stuck to the top of the box. harry made louis drink half of a water bottle before climbing in bed. there was a small plate with three chocolate covered strawberries on it waiting on his nightstand.

"okay. open." harry clapped his hands before putting the box on louis' lap.

louis opened the gift slowly to make sure nothing would jump out. he pouted fondly when he saw that his last gift was a scrapbook of their year. photos from the club, from date nights, even selfies from when they were first getting to know eachother. there were pictures of them with their pets, on trips, and the last page had pictures of their second proposal outside of inferno.

on the back of the book had harry's mugshot and a small note. the mugshot made louis cackle.

any year with you will be the best year of my life. here's to our first. xoxo. -H

"you're gonna make me cry," louis whined.

"no. no tears," harry reached over and kissed him hurriedly. "no tears. just kisses."

louis nodded. "no tears."

"zayn helped me put it together. hopefully we did good."

"i love it," louis assured. "thank you."

harry smiled, bashful as he swayed from side to side. "my present now?"

louis put the scrapbook in a safe place and opened the bottom drawer of his nightstand. he pulled out a very tiny box and put it in harry's hand.

"i, uh, yeah. just..." louis motioned to the box. "open it. i suck at words."

harry unwrapped the wrapping paper, eyes widening for a split second when he saw the velvet box. he opened it and read the small slip inside of the lid that said marry me, too?

"is this an engagement ring?"

"for you, yeah."

harry admired the ring inside of the box. it was a simple black band with three tiny diamonds going diagonal across the middle of it. it was similar to louis' own ring.

harry passed it over with a blank face. "no."

the smaller man looked down at the ring with sad eyes. "but you- i-...no?" he glanced up at his partner again.

harry could have sworn there were tears brimming in his eyes. he couldn't help but crack a grin, which made louis reach over and smack his arm with a groan of, "not funny!"

starting to laugh, harry pushed himself forward to brush louis' hair out of his face. "of course i will marry you."

squealing like a girl, louis yanked the ring out of the box and slid it onto his partner's ring finger. "kittos! dads are getting married!"

harry grinned as he grabbed louis by the collar of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. he would never get used to kissing such delicacy.

louis straddled his lap and flung his arms around his shoulders. "we're getting married, hazza."

"we are," harry confirmed. "and it's going to be the best day of our lives."

louis may or may not have kicked the cats out for a round two, but that was okay, because while he was on top, he got to stare at the ring around harry's finger when the man would touch his face or thighs. they didn't make a mess on these sheets either thankfully.

after louis was calm and could keep himself composed, he cleaned his thighs and harry's chest and opted just to wear panties under his tee shirt instead of pants. he had a feeling a round three (technically four) would happen. harry promised it, just didn't tell him when. he said he would either kick the cats out or just take louis wherever in the house. he'd figure it out later.

as they cuddled with the cats when they were allowed back in and watched movies, louis felt at peace for the first time in a long time. harry gets off of house arrest in five months. they're going to look for a new house then. and crack down on wedding planning. things are okay.

they're more than okay. things are fucking fantastic.

he's okay. they're okay.

it's everything he's ever wanted.

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did it take me 2 weeks to write this chapter? yes. am i comfortable with it? yes.

SUPER LONG CHAP. OVER 8K WORDS BECAUSE SMUT WAS BONKERRRSSSSS. how was it?!

i figured we could use a really fluffy smutty slutty sappy happy chappy. say that 5 times in a row. sheesh.

thoughts on louis proposing back? hehe

see you soon ❤️‍🔥