if this chapter is triggering, you can skip it. nothing important here happens besides h&l playing with a kink. i am in NO way glorifying cutting or anything of that sort. people are attracted to gruesome things and louis just so happens to be one of those people. again, this is just bdsm, kinks are involved. knives & blades will be used, blood will be spilled & smut will probably occur. louis' life is in harry's hands right now.

trigger warning(s): knife play, blood play, edge play & gore

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harry remembered louis had a thing for blood. whether it be harry making him bleed or the other way around, it turned louis on faster than the flip of a lightswitch. he remembered sucking on louis' thighs so hard that he would sink his teeth in his skin as well and make him bleed. he remembered louis moaning at his nails digging into his skin and breaking it. so when he asked louis if he wanted to do a little bit of bloodplay, his eyes lit up like christmas lights.

"where now?" harry asked as he trailed the dull end of the knife down louis' side. louis shrugged and harry poked his tummy softly, raising an eyebrow. louis nodded and harry grazed the skin with the blade enough to break skin, watching as the weeping wound began to lightly bleed. louis gripped the sheets and felt the warm liquid slip down his side and harry wiped it up, not wanting to have louis covered in dried up blood. this was about his fifth or sixth mark. there was one on louis' bicep, one on his hand, one by each nipple, a small one on his cheek and the one harry just made underneath his belly button.

"you're so twisted," harry smirked. "i love it."

louis hummed and shrugged. "it feels good."

harry nodded and twirled the knife in his hand before trailing it down louis' panties and then made an incision on his thigh. there were about four cuts on each leg up and down, all in different directions and spots.

"color?" harry asked as he wiped louis' legs off. the boy was just in his panties below him, staring up at the ceiling.

"green," louis said. "more?"

"you sure?" harry asked. louis nodded and harry started from the top and back down his body. the boy had cuts on his collarbone, his forearm, his sides and down his slightly forming happy trail. dots of crimson soaked through the sheets and louis turned around, laying on his tummy. his thighs stung a little from the rustling but he propped his arms up, looking back at harry.

"keep goin', daddy."

"you're fucking loving this, aren't you?" harry gnawed on his lip as he swapped for a slightly bigger knife. louis nodded and harry straddled his back, digging into louis' shoulder with the tip and going from there. louis hissed at the sudden sting but moaned after, burying his head in his arms.

"okay?" harry asks softly. louis nodded and harry gave louis' back plenty of marks before moving lower. harry opted for an x-acto knife and laid the cool stick against louis' tailbone while he pulled louis' underwear down to his thighs. louis shivered at the cold metal against his skin and harry grabbed the tool, slicing his right cheek open. it felt and looked more like a papercut than anything.

"more?" harry teased. louis whined and nodded, feeling the blade cut his skin more and he let out a moan against the pillow.

harry switched to the right cheek and carved a H in the skin, leaning down to lick the blood off of his boy. louis shivered and bucked his hips up, feeling harry's mouth travel down his backside.

"almost done," harry said softly. he gave the back of his thighs some cuts, carved a triangle on his calf and watched the red liquid drip down louis' body. it was sinful, watching him moan in pleasure as he was being tortured. he was laying in just white panties (which were now partially pink at the bottom), covered in cuts and dried blood. harry wanted to keep going but louis was beginning to shake by the time he reached his breaking point.

"'m good," louis mumbled. harry nodded and cleaned him up, smirking at the letter engraved on his ass. louis took deep breaths and rolled onto his side, trying to cool off. he was hot from the play, his nerves made him anxious and sweaty. it hurt to move but he was rock hard, tip poking out of his panties.

"you have a little problem," harry joked, pressing his thumb against louis' cock. louis whined and pushed harry's hand onto him more, begging to be touched. the dominant eased his hand into louis' panties and began to jerk him off, holding the boy close to him as he trembled.

"you did so good, my love," harry murmured and stroked him slowly. "i'm so proud of you."

"th-thank you," louis whispered and rutted up into harry's palm. he was quick to come with harry's permission and slumped against his chest.

harry kissed his head and put the bloody rag in the trash. "bath?" he asked softly. "no bubbles though, it'll hurt."

louis giggled and nodded. "can you take one with me?"

harry hummed and grabbed some clothes for them to change into. "we can work that out."

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liam and harry were up in harry's office sorting drugs and cash out while their partners hung out downstairs. the younger boys were watching the incredibles while sharing a bowl of pretzels. louis was snuggled into the arm of the couch swallowed in one of harry's jumpers while zayn had his legs stretched over louis' occasionally poking him with his foot.

"ew," louis fussed. "feet are gross."

"but mine aren't! they're painted and everything," zayn shrugged. louis' eyes lit up and he looked at the boy beside him.

"i haven't painted my nails in so long! i used to do it with the girls at the academy. our fingers had to be clear but our toes could be any color," louis popped a pretzel in his mouth.

"i have some polish in my backpack if you wanna use it?" zayn offered and sat up. louis nodded happily, putting the bowl on the table and wiggled down onto the floor. zayn grabbed his bag and pulled out a zipped up case with his polish bottles and a tiny bottle of remover, pulling out six colors and set them between the two.

"lili lets me get a new color every week but these are my favorite ones," zayn commented and louis looked at the bottles. his choices were red, yellow, black, blue, pink and purple. the blue had a glittery tint to it but the red was calling his name.

he grabbed the red and black bottles, shaking them and took his socks off.

harry came downstairs and checked on the two submissives. louis had his tongue stuck out in concentration as he painted his toes and wiggled them when he finished. zayn helped him add little dots to his nails once they dried and painted his own fingernails purple.

by the time they were done, the movie was over and their bowl of pretzels was empty. the living room had a faint scent of nail polish and the subs relaxed while their nails dried, talking about their dominants and zayn noticed the scabbed wounds on his arms.

"do you self harm?" zayn asked him quietly. louis' eyebrows furrowed and he looked at the boy in confusion. "do you hurt yourself?" zayn clarified.

"no," louis shook his head. "i-uh, i have a bloodplay kink and we did it," he blushed.

zayn's mouthed made an 'o' and louis nodded, checking to see if the polish coating his nails were officially done drying. he then went to the kitchen and got them some drinks and more pretzels, returning to zayn putting the nail polish back in his backpack.

"can we do this more?" louis asked. "i don't really have many friends...besides like, harry's people."

zayn nodded. "totally! i can ask lili if we can come over more and i can bring my other colors and we can have a boys day!"

"sounds awesome!" louis cheered and then scrunched his nose when a pretzel was launched at his forehead. "bitch," he whispered.

"you're a bitch," zayn chuckled.

"nuh uh."

"uh huh."

louis rolled his eyes and threw a pretzel back at the boy, going to put in another movie.

harry came downstairs and grabbed something to eat. he heard small footsteps trail into the kitchen and a familiar tiny frame cuddle up to his back.

"hi daddy," louis hummed.

"hey, baby," harry grinned and spun around, kissing him. "how are your arms?"

"they're okay, been putting ointment on them," the blue eyed boy murmured. "zayn asked if i hurt myself."

harry frowned and shook his head. "you told him no, right?"

"yup. told him we played," louis giggled. "can they stay for dinner?"

"of course," harry settled his hands on louis' hips. "how do you feel about cooking with me?"

"i'll suck your dick while you cook," louis whispered in his ear.

harry bit his lip and pulled louis close, kissing him and nibbling on his lip. "even better."

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should i add more zouis playdates? & what about the different kinks, should i add those?

i have to be at work in 20 minutes and i wrote this on my way home from school. woooooo

thank you guys for 4k reads!!