The sun had set down, leaving beautiful hues of yellow and orange colour in the sky, when the ship had anchored to a new port.

Normally, Harry would be excited to go and explore the place with his boyfriend. But, considering the circumstances, he just felt a tad bit of relief seeing Louis was still working around the ship and not out with God knows who.

His breath hitched as he saw Louis coming towards him from the corner of his eyes. "Harry." Oh how he missed that voice, more like his name from it. Everything inside of him wanted to turn towards Louis and jump into his arms.

But, he has more dignity than that, so he just continues looking forward without as much as giving a glance at Louis.

"Don't go out in this place, it's not safe even in daylight. Stay indoors." Louis said without giving anything away in his tone.

Harry's face whiplashes to look at Louis in bewilderment and anger, "You don't get to tell me what to do!" He snapped a bit more harshly than he had intended to, but he suppresses the feeling to take it back.

"Harry, there are pirates, murders, rapists and even worse criminals residing there. Besides, there's not much to look around here." He says nonchalant to Harry's outburst.

"Like you care." Harry scoffed under his breath.

Louis did hear that, "I'll tie you up if you don't listen to me." He says in a collected tone like it's no big deal.

"What gives the right to!" Harry gaped at him, standing up from his chair to glare at Louis.

"Please, just- just listen to me, yeah." Louis sighed, slouching his shoulders in defeat, "I don't want to fight right now, we'll discuss this in the morning. I need to be somewhere else." He turned and walked away.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Harry took a deep breath in because Louis did not just say that. How cruel can he be, telling him that's he going out to fuck someone else and top of that how dare Louis commands him. Louis's doesn't own him and he sure as hell doesn't have Louis as his.

So, as the night crept in, Harry followed Louis to where he had seen him going. He had to sneak out of the ship since even Niall, Liam and Zayn didn't want him to go out. But, he has to. He wants to see that for whom Louis is willing to give up everything they had build and tonight, after catching him red handed, he'll break everything off.

He frowned as a view of a huge stranded warehouse come along his eyesight. There were loud noises and cheers of rowdy men screaming coming from that place. What the fuck is Louis do-

Harry let out a scream, which was muffled by a hand covering his mouth as someone grabbed him roughly by his waist.

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"Great show today, mate." Stan patted his shoulders and sat down next to him after his turn grabbing a rag to wipe sweat and dirt of his half upper naked form.

Louis shrugged as he removed the bandages from his hand, inspecting his bruises. Slipping on the ring, which he was so proud of wearing and showing off that he is someone's and hopefully the special person is his too.

Stan gave Louis a knowing look, they had met at the local street fighting as opponents, Stan was very impressed by Louis and chatted with him. Noticing Louis's off behaviour of never talking, just doing his thing, taking away his ward of cash and leaving. He followed Louis one night, suspicious of him and after been caught by Louis, they kind of hit off after that. He requested to aboard the ship and Louis just shrugged because why not? The lad just gave off the vibes of being trustworthy. "When are you going to tell Harry about this, huh?"

He knows all about their relationship and how much Harry means to him after pints of beer later. "Fuck! I don't know, Stan."

"He deserves to know."

"I-I'm -" scared. He doesn't want to admit that out loud, not in front of Stan or anyone for that matter. All of his vulnerable side was only Harry's to be seen.

Picking up on what Louis actually wants to say, Stan said, "He really likes you, man. He won't leave you for such a petty reason."

The thing is after Harry showed his strong disagreement to the way Louis made money, more like got money, the man had to think of something else. Something that didn't require much identity reveal, made lots of money fast and easy. And the answer was street fighting. Since it's illegal no one can rat him out if they recognise him and if he starts getting popular-which he did-he'll just move out of that place. It did result him to come back home to his Harry covered in bruises, cuts, scratches, sweat and dirt. But, he couldn't let Harry know after all the boy might end up being more sick and tired of being with such a problematic person.

Only thing, Louis is terrified of and doesn't have a control over is Harry leaving him. Honestly, he has no idea what he'll do without him. Going against his boy does hurt, but keeping him in the dark is much worse, as Harry is the only person in the whole world with whom Louis wishes to share his deepest thoughts with. It's a palpable verity that he sucks at expressing his emotions and he just doesn't want to say something wrong that'll potentially ruin his relationship.

"Okay everyone, pay attention. I've an announcement to make." Bart's loud voice boomed in their ears, snapping Louis out of his thoughts and groan.

"Now what!" Louis hates the guy, he's sleazy, has a gross pot belly and is horrible, overall.

"We have a special prize for the winner, today." Louis groaned cause he knows it ain't going to be money. They already earn that enough and he has a history of selling humans off too. He loathes this and avoids taking part in those, only does it when it's not some random whore and someone helpless to set them free afterwards.

"Here it is." Bart said pushing someone out of a room and presenting them to everyone.

Louis rolls his eyes, who's it this time? And turns his head only to gasp audibly.

"Harry!?" Stan's hushed voice made the boy turn to look at them and his eyes bulge out of his sockets.

"This is the prize." Bart said, smirking, gripping onto Harry's waist tightly. "I hope it sparkles some interest in you guys." Harry squirmed in his hold.

Louis glared at the place where Bart's hands lay on his Harry's waist. He could rip it off, honestly. The way most of these men were now looking at 'his' Harry like they want him made his blood boil. He will personally gauge every single eyeball off theirs because that's his baby.

Louis made eye contact with Harry, his lips pressed in a thin line and eyes hard and focused, clearly showing his disapproval. He had told him to stay in, didn't he?

Closing his eyes, he pinched his temple, breathed in and out, Louis was going to win this thing, obviously and he was going to take Harry away from these stinking people real soon, who didn't know how to stop staring! He didn't doubt his winning even for a second. Call him egotistical, but he did always win (practising for almost a decade, does pay off) and now that he has his baby for his motivation, well no one can stop him.

When he opened his eyes, Harry was gone.

Stan who had seen the entire scene unfold in front of him and was now looking at a poker faced Louis, squeezed his shoulders, trying to comfort him cause he knows this happens when Louis is beyond pissed and about to explode soon, but all Louis saw was red.

Someone was going to break a limb or two, that was for sure.

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Ducking his opponent's hit, Louis punched him harder, putting his frustration into that one punch.

The opponent stumbled backwards, gripping his nose, who's other parts were already going to be bruised and beaten up, blood flowing from his busted lips. Louis didn't wait for him to get back to his feet, kicking him next. He then got a hold of his waist, slamming him on the floor.

The man lay unconscious and soon the bell rang signalling that Louis had won. Of course he had, it was his fifth match in a row. Imagining Harry with someone else was enough to fuel his rage. And Louis wasn't a pleasant sight when he was angry, literally.  

The referee held his hand up indicating he had won and Louis made eye contact with Harry who stood in the stands, he gave him the look which clearly said that really wasn't pleased with Harry.

Harry gulped looking at Louis but then he glared back trying to convey that he didn't give a shit. Yes, he did but it's not entirely his fault.

Also, Harry was really turned on watching the way Louis's jaw clenched, glaring at anyone who even as much as glanced at Harry. Angry Louis was scary, but so sexy and he loved his boyfriend's possessive side. Loves to see how Louis gets when he wants to claim Harry. And the idea of Louis literally fighting for him was so hot.

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Louis dragged Harry , his 'prize' to the locker room where no one would be there at this point, going out to celebrate or mourn or whatever.

His grip on Harry's wrist was tight and Harry didn't fidget, he was kind of happiness that at least they were making skin-to-skin contact and Louis wasn't cheating.

"I told you to stay on the ship." Louis abruptly turns to face Harry, once they were in the room.

"And I told you, you were no one to command me!" That's the only defence he could come up with.

"Well I am when my boyfriend's life is at stake! I don't have a passion to keep you locked up." Louis snapped.

"Well I had to see what my so called boyfriend was doing behind my back!" Harry said, jabbing at Louis' chest.

Louis sighed at that, he admits he was being an asshole, but it was his natural mechanism, he concluded very fast that someone is about to get tired of his shit and leave.

"I'm sorry about that I was going to tell you—"

"When you possible break a bone by getting slammed by one of those guys?" Harry said, crossing his arms across his chest, his eyebrows raised.

"I wouldn't break a bone because of these pansy's." Louis says, offended, he then shook his head, this really wasn't what they were supposed to be talking about, "Anyways, what would have happened if it wasn't Bart who found you? Or if I wasn't in the game huh? I was about to leave before you showed up. You would've been sold to one of those idiots!"

"Well you wouldn't let that happen, would you?" Harry asked, his face softening a bit realising how risky it was to 'rebel'.

Louis sighed, "What if I wasn't on time?"

Harry bit his bottom lip and looked up at Louis through his lashes, "I thought you were cheating on me." His voice comes out meekly. So, while he was cursing out Louis to be fucking someone else, his man was getting himself beaten up (more like, beating other people up, but still.) to earn money in a somewhat right way.

"What?" Louis scrunched up his eyebrows in confusion. He raised his arms up to gesture wildly, "Why would I do that!? What-how did you come up with this?"

"I—"Harry was cut of by the door opening.

Louis took a step back before giving Harry the 'we'll continue this later' look. When had he gotten this close? He can't let anyone out here know that he's attached to someone, things people can do for coming back at you. Louis's a pro at knowing that.

"Louis?" A guy said, walking in.

He was a pretty boy, his frame thin, his lips red and pouty, his eyes a pale blue, his hair a bit curly and messy. His nose had a piercing.

"Yeah?" Louis asked as the guy came forward, while removing the bloodied bandages off his hands, he washed off the dirt and blood before placing his ring back on his contused knuckles. He had to remove it while fighting, no piece of jewellery was allowed while fighting. The act made Harry's heart flutter, admiring the way the emerald stone contrasted with his tan skin, which seemed to glow under the dim lightings of the room. 

"Oh my god you really are beautiful. I can't believe I'm seeing you this close!" The boy said, coming closer to Louis—too close for Harry's liking.

"Do I know you?" Louis asked, a bit nervous, but he stood his ground.

Harry just glared at the boy who now stood in front of Louis, touching his bicep and staring up at him with those twinkled eyes like Louis was his. Louis was not, Louis was Harry's.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Troye, big fan of yours. Seeing you daily since you came here." He said, smiling, his hand still on Louis' bicep. "My brother fights here too. Didn't know how to approach you at first." He nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

He really is pretty, pretty and thin Harry thought without any freckles or hip chubs.

But Louis was not his, no matter how pretty or thin, so Harry did what he thought was right at the moment, he walked over to Louis' side and stood there, his shoulder brushing against his boyfriend.

Louis noticed of course, "It's really nice to meet you." He said, sending a tight smile to the boy.

He let his finger gently slide down Harry's wrist, his thumb tapping the ring on his finger twice letting him know it's okay, and just— he doesn't know why he did it but it did make Harry stop speaking whatever he was going to do, so that's a plus.

He couldn't let their cover blow up, not yet.

Troye then took notice of Harry. "Oh, and who are you?" He asked Harry.

Harry was about to say his significant other you asshole, but he contained himself.

"Yeah, you're the prize, aren't you?"  Troye cut him off, Harry just smiles tightly at the intruder.

"So, I think I'll leave? It was really nice meeting you. Hopefully we'll meet again." The boy said, smiling cheekily at Louis, extending his hand forward for Louis to shake like he wasn't holding onto Louis' bicep like life support.

"Yeah, thank you for stopping by." Louis said, faking a smile and placing his hand in the boy's. His mind was somewhere else as of now.

Harry glared at their joint hands and he tried to ignore the way the boy's hand didn't let go soon enough.

Louis pulled away his hand before Harry could combust and Louis smiled one last time at the boy before he left.

Once the door shut close, Louis started to speak, "Where—"

But Harry cut him of with a growl and by putting his hand around his neck and placing a rough kiss on Louis' lips.

The man was startled but pulled Harry closer by his waist anyway, kissing back as eagerly, because it had been to long. Harry's hands were in his hair, tugging at it making him moan.

Harry pulled back out of breath, panting.

"Some people don't know their limits." Harry mumbled before kissing Louis on his sweet spot and working on making a bruise there as Louis slipped his hands inside Harry's shirt to grip his love handles.

Because people needed to fucking know.

When Harry thought that Louis was cheating on him, he couldn't help but wonder wasn't he good enough for Louis. He was very inexperienced in front of his boyfriend. But, he wants to give Louis pleasure the way his master gives him, wants to show him that he can take all of him.

Louis moaned gripping Harry's hair. "Hazza, I think we should go back to the ship. Take this to our room." Louis said, pulling Harry back.

With one last lick, Harry pulled back admiring his work.

"You also might want to put a shirt on." Harry said.

"Yeah, yeah." Louis said, his hands shaking and his mind a fuzz.

He pulled on a shirt, leaving two buttons open and collar wide with rolled sleeves, allowing Harry's work to be on display.

Harry smiled, "Perfect." They really are for each other.

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It was midnight when they made back to the ship, the shuffling of their feet, breathy moans and lips smacking against each other were the only voice in the silence of the dark as they stumbled their way inside the bedroom.

"Shit..." Harry moaned as Louis pinned him against the closed door. Louis had grown more facial hair than a stubble and Harry could feel him get hard thinking about how it would feel in between his thighs. Harry let his hands roam all over Louis's now naked chest and torso as he had managed to unbutton the rest of his shirt while they were making out.

He could feel the hard and taut muscles and slight dampness of the sweat and a bit of dirt under his fingertips. This reminded him of their earlier days, where Harry had a huge crush on his kingdom's general and would fantasise about Louis coming out of a war in all his glory looking as manly and dominating as ever, then sweeping his prince self off his feet and fucking him into oblivion. And fuck, Louis did come out of a fight, especially one for Harry and was now kissing and biting his neck and collarbones while gripping his waist tightly and Harry was not going to last long if Louis doesn't do something.

As if sensing that, Louis pulled Harry's legs around his hips by groping his arse and dropped him on the bed before hovering over him and almost tearing off his own clothes off his body. He loomed over Harry's panting form as the boy looked at him with eyes so lust blown that only a rim of green around them were visible. Leaning down, he brushed his lips against Harry's, smirking as he pulled back when Harry had tried to connect their lips.

Hearing Harry whine, Louis sat back next to his boy, "Come on princess, strip for your master."

Harry groaned at this and quickly threw his shirt off and removed his trousers and threw them off to some random corner. Soon after, he launched himself on Louis's lap, grinding his arse over Louis's crotch. The man moaned feeling the friction between his hard dick in between Harry's arse cheeks. The younger boy nipped the older one's jaw, "Fuck me, Master."

Suddenly, Louis was snapped out of his momentary loss of self controlled lust, he grinned down at Harry evilly, "Greedy, baby. I'll make you feel so good, lovely." With that, he roughly pushed Harry on the bed with a careful sense of gentility.

Under the barely sufficient lighting of the half melted candle, Louis with his flexing abs and chiseled features casting his dark blue stormy eyes looking almost black, Louis made Harry feel to crumble in submission at that man's any word.

"Spread your legs for me, love." Louis's voice came in raspy making Harry more harder than possible. But, even he knew how to please his master, so he tucked his palms below his knees and pulled his thighs as close as possible to his stomach, bending himself half in process.

Louis moaned and licked his lips sitting back on his haunches seeing Harry presenting his pink fluttering hole like that to the man. Without wasting another second, he licked a fat strip across his hole, just licking at the entrance, no intentions of entering his tongue inside, just wanting to make it wet with rubbing soothing circles on Harry's arse.

"Fuck! I can cum with just your voices baby." The way Harry was begging him was so hot and addictive. He wanted more, he loved this, to be the only one to make his boy like this, no matter who else admires and desires his prince, it will be Louis to get him this desperate. He bought in three of his fingers to Harry's mouth, "Suck." And damn, his baby opened his mouth too wide for just three fingers, taking him all the way in till the knuckles, lapping and sucking them hard. Louis could get off seeing Harry like this, he popped his fingers out of Harry's mouth, seeing a string of spit from the side of Harry's mouth connecting with his fingers and it took all of his control to not touch his own dick seeing the innocent prince this dirty.

He circled the rim of glistening spit slicked hole with his middle finger, rubbed and pressed at it, grunting at the way Harry's hole puckered. Harry threw his head back and arched his back as Louis quickly thrusted in the finger all the way in.

Knowing very well about the location of Harry's prostrate, he brushed against it making Harry furrow his eyebrows and slacken his jaw. He brushed it again and again seeing Harry withered under him, trying to press against Louis's finger.

"Please, master, please." Harry whined as Louis completely pulled away. But, moaned loud when Louis plunged in two fingers dead on hitting his prostrate as he curled them. Harry let out pants and uhs as Louis kept the pressure on, feeling the heat pool in the bottom of his stomach as his orgasm neared. He let out an almost scream when Louis pulled all the way out. "No no.. No- ple-ease. Just- Ugh!" his blabbering soon turned into a loud moan when Louis pushed three fingers knuckle deep inside, scissoring him open. His legs were quivering and muscles were tensed as Louis alternately brushed and pressed his prostate. He could feel the heat much stronger now, "Please, please, master. Let me cum." And as his master gave the approval by pressing on hard at the bundle of nerves. Harry's hands slipped and fell down to his sides, dropping his legs as he arched his back off the bed with eyes squinted shut, he screamed out Louis's name, cuming harder than ever before as even a bit of it reached near his chin. 

Letting Harry catch a breath as the boy's chest rose and fell with closed eyes, Louis lathered his dick with lube, moaning low when finally giving some contact to his neglected throbbing cock, which was already leaking.

Harry slowly opened his eyes, smiling up at Louis, "You okay, baby?" Louis asked tugging a curl which had gone slightly damp with Harry's sweaty forehead. He kissed the area after Harry hummed in response. "Will you be able to-"

Harry cut Louis off, "Yes, I can. I want you inside me, fuck me, give me all you have, master." As soon as those words left Harry's mouth, the boy gasped audibly as his legs were thrown over his master's shoulders, bending his body again in half. "Master! Fuck!" He moaned as Louis pushed all the way in. After a few moments of them panting and grunting in each other's mouth, Harry whispered, "Move."

The thrusts were slow and deep, making Harry whine, he could see Louis holding back, so he said, "Harder. F-faster... please." Louis growled and almost pulled all the way out, leaving only his tip inside, he held the headboard firmly, before thrusting in hard and quick inside making Harry's whole body jolt with pleasure and his form to rise up the bed a little. As the thrusts kept on going in a more faster and harder pace, the bed creaked, hitting it against the wooden wall. Thank god there was a pillow between his head and the headboard or else he was sure to break his head with how much he was inching up more and more with Louis brutally fucking him.

Louis's eyes were furrowed in concentration and lips parted with sweat beads dripping off his forehead when he frantically moved his hips against Harry's, smacking his balls to Harry's arse creating a wonderfully obscene skin slapping skin noise combined with their moans. With going this hard and rough on Harry, Louis made sure that his baby would be able to feel him for days.

"Gosh, you're so tight, babe." Harry whined and moaned, close to tears at Louis hitting his sensitive prostrate again and again much harder this time. His whole body ached with how much he had bend and stretched out tonight, but this burning pain was turned into something which was making him close to his next orgasm. He wondered whether he'll ever be able to walk properly again.

"I'm so close, Master." His insides were jostling with overstimulation and the over all stretch, his hole red and abused, making him sob and choke.

"Me too, baby. Me too." Louis grunted with maintaining his pace. Harry saw white and slackened his jaw, eyes shut coming all over their chests. Louis soon came too, after Harry's heat clenching around him, his thrusts turning sloppier as he chased their orgasms.

Harry had black out for few minutes and woke up to Louis whispering sweet nothings in his ears with his arms around Harry's waist, pulling the boy to his chest. "Was is too much?"

"Nuh uh." Harry was too exhausted to form proper sentences. He was in bliss and just wanted to sleep cuddled up to his Louis.

"I'm sorry." Louis said, as the boy was about to slip into a deep slumber. "I'm sorry I made you think that I was cheating on you."

"Louis, no. It's okay. Some of it was my fault too." Harry looked up at Louis.

"None of it was your fault, honey." Louis was looking up at the ceiling. "I was to make sure that you never feel this way ever in life and I just-"

"Hey." Harry took Louis's face in his hand and made him turn to look at Harry's mesmerising green eyes, "We both did our fair share of mistakes." Louis opened his mouth to protest but Harry cut him off by kissing him softly on the lips. "Louis, it's our first relationship. We're both new to this and are bound to make mistakes." He joined their right hands together and as their rings clinked, they both smiled in content and pure happiness, "It's really inevitable but it's okay, it really is, because I know the mistakes won't keep us apart for long. We'll always find a way back together, we'll always find a way back home."

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Y'all thought Louis cheated HAHHAHAHA we were sitting back watching y'all freak out, it was fun. Thanks for the review its always appreciated x
Anyways this will be the last chapter for a while we both are going on a break, hope you guys understand. All the love x