i feel like this book is getting nowhere so this is a small time skip. this will be past louis' birthday, past their first christmas but everything will be mentioned in the first few paragraphs!

p.s. gunplay is involved in this. nobody gets shot but just wait and see whats in stoorrreeee ((((:

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january was too cold.

louis liked it back when it was september, with the small breeze in the wind and leaves on the ground. he liked it back when it was the soft rainy days and he could sit by the window with a cup of tea, watching as two raindrops would roll down it until one of them reached the bottom first. he hated the winter.

he didn't hate it because his birthday was in it but he hated the dreaded cold. the snow was fine but it was bloody freezing outside. he would always worry about harry driving on the roads (even if there were maybe three snowflakes coming from the sky) and greet him back home with a kiss and a cuppa, but the winter really sucked.

ever since louis' birthday, the couple had really gotten closer. it was as if they had transformed into one person. if harry had coffee, louis had tea. if louis was pantless, harry was shirtless. louis would wee while harry brushed his teeth and harry would cuddle up to him to be the little spoon even though he was the big spoon. harry had grown a tad bit soft but it was only for louis. anyone else could go fuck themselves.

louis' birthday consisted of homemade meals, gifts, snuggles while watching christmas classics and lots of sex. it was a day all about louis. whatever he wanted that day, he got it. so for breakfast harry sucked him off while he ate his pancakes. for lunch he and harry threw grapes at eachother with their sandwiches. and dinner had louis swooning every second his boyfriend moved because he made louis' plate just how he liked it. he made sure it was cool enough to where louis wouldn't scorch his mouth and louis got to drink for the first time. it was just a small glass of wine but he felt superior being legal of age to do adult things (even though he still agreed to do so under harry's supervison). plus the couple found out that louis could occasionally drink a small glass during his pregnancy, so louis didn't feel too bad about it when he learned it wouldn't hurt their little one.

christmas was almost identical. the couple swapped presents and harry loved the big gift louis got him. it was a new pair of shoes plus an outfit to match one louis got. it was just a tye dye shirt and some jeans but since louis had a pair of white converses, he got harry a pair as well. it was the thought that counted. they both got things for their unborn child, making a tiny stocking with socks and binkies to hang up with their big ones.

harry surprised louis with (wildly) a car. he couldn't drive it until he was fully educated and had his lisence, but louis thanked him by letting harry fuck him against the hood of his new impala. they swapped gifts back and forth all day until louis gave harry a mindblowing show with a lap dance and riding him while the man was tied up to the bed. christmas would end up being harry's favorite holiday if they all would end with louis fucking himself good on harry's cock and watching his inner slut come out.

"daddy," louis mumbled against harry's neck. "i need attention."

"but i'm working on something, doll," harry rubbed his back softly.

"do you need help? i can help you."

harry chuckled and shook his head. "i don't need help, but thank you, babes. what has you so needy today?"

louis shrugged. "miss my harry."

"we're together everyday," harry snorted.

"so? i still miss you," louis pressed a sloppy kiss to his cheek, making the man smile big. "an' i was wanting to know if we could play around."

harry turned his head. "with what, my love?"

louis trailed his hand up harry's neck and to his head, gripping his hair. he tilted his head a tad and made a fake gun with his fingers, pressing them against harry's temple. "a gun."

"a what?"

"one of your guns," louis said and cupped harry's jaw, kissing the other side of his face.

"i don't want you to get-"

"but daddy," louis whimpered. "please?"

harry bit his lip and blinked at the boy. "it's rude to interrupt someone when they're speaking."

"i'll suck you off to make up for it."

"jesus, you're horny right now, aren't you?"

louis blushed but nodded. "s-sorry."

harry gripped louis' hips and groaned as the small boy began to kiss his sweet spot. "you're so tempting, always begging for me."

"i need you," louis whispered and sucked below his ear. "wanna get fucked good and rough, harry."

harry clenched his jaw. "how many times do i have to tell you to stop cussing?"

"but you do it," louis crossed his arms.

"don't you dare play that," harry scolded. "you're too cute to be swearing."

louis hummed and kissed harry's neck. "fuck, fuck, fuck."

harry stood and pushed louis onto the desk, pulling open a drawer and quickly shuffled through it. once he found his handcuffs that louis stashed in there, he yanked them out and restrained the boy's arms behind his back. louis smirked because his antics worked, and now as usual he gets his way.

"stay here," harry said and louis dangled his legs off of the desk. harry was careful not to jerk him around too much and left the room, coming back with his belt and holster.

"bend over," the man said and louis carefully slid off of the table, turning on his tip toes. he laid his cheek on the cold wood and harry stood behind him. he pulled louis' panties off of his legs and helped him step out of them, stuffing them in his pocket.

"you cussed four times," harry grabbed his belt and snapped it, causing louis to jump. louis bit his lip and softly apologized, agreeing to twenty spanks because good boys don't say naughty words, especially the "f" word.

louis' ass was bright red when harry finished. louis counted every spank, thanking him after and gasped when he heard the familiar click of harry's glock. the man set the gun down and unlocked louis' cuffs, sitting on the couch across the room.

"bring it here," he said and pointed to the gun. the pregnant boy scooped it up and brought it to him.

"you want me to fuck you while using this?" harry teased, putting it on safety.

"please," louis whimpered.

"too bad," harry snorted. "you're gonna ride me with this against your skull."

louis' cock hardened at that, poking up proudly under his shirt. he nodded and leaned down to pull harry's pants off, straddling him confidently. he stroked the man's length and spit on his hand, stroking him again to lube his prick up and sunk down on it slowly.

harry raised the gun up to louis head, pressing it against his temple. louis bit his lip and adjusted to the stretch before rocking his hips and fucking himself.

"good boy," harry praised and took his other hand to lay on louis' thigh. the younger boy let put a moan and raised up, lowering himself back down. louis gripped the man's shoulders and stared into his eyes as he rode him, tossing his head back and whimpered in pleasure.

"daddy," louis breathed. "i-i'm gonna-"

"keep going," harry pressed the tip to his head even harder. "you begged for it. you wanted it. fuck yourself with my cock until i tell you to come."

louis whined and clenched his jaw. he shakily nodded and bounced up and down, slamming himself back onto harry's thighs every time. harry let out a soft moan and dug his nails into the boy's leg. louis leaned down and buried his face in harry's neck, moaning against his skin.

"i can't," louis whimpered. "h-harry."

harry put the gun to the side and gripped louis' hips, pulling him off his cock and got up. louis let out another whine but harry leaned him against the couch, quick to re-fill his hole with his member. he grabbed the gun again and held it to the back of louis' head as he fucked him, angling his hips to where he would hopefully hit his sweet spot dead-on.

"daddydaddydaddy," louis babbled and gasped, eyes fluttering shut.

harry thrusted harder, careful of his stomach and died down to deep, slow thrusts. his hips stuttered as he came in the boy. he laid his forehead on louis' back and kissed his shoulders, pulling out and dropping to his knees.

louis whimpered when harry took him in his mouth and he gripped the man's hair, tightening his fingers around the locks as the man bobbed his head. harry held onto his thighs, holding him up and peered up at him through his lashes.

"harry, please," louis begged. "it hurts."

harry teasingly sucked on his tip, then hollowed his cheeks around him. he slurped on his head and gave his aching cock a few pumps. "'m gonna keep going but let me know before you cum, love."

louis nodded and harry guided his mouth back to his dick. louis bucked his hips, thirsty for the attention to his hard on and harry was able to deepthroat him a few times before swallowing his seed. louis was trembling by the time they were done and harry gently laid him on the couch.

"okay?" the man asked. his voice was rough and gravelly from fucking his throat and louis almost got hard again.

"yeah," louis heaved, reaching for the man. harry leaned over and pressed kisses on his cheeks, praising him for being such a good boy and put the gun back in its place.

"are you falling into subspace again?" harry asked, brushing louis' hair out of his face.

the blue eyed boy shook his head. "just want you to cuddle me."

"always," the man replied. "do you want your panties?"

"please?" louis blushed and harry scooped them up from the floor, pulling them back onto the wrecked boy. he wormed his way onto the couch and kissed louis' clammy head before laying his head on his chest.

"you sure you're okay?"

"'m great," louis slurred. "sleepy now."

"take a nap, handsome," harry murmured. "i'll be here when you wake."

louis nodded and combed his fingers through harry's hair, soon dozing off while his lover talked to their baby in his tummy.

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we're close to 20k omg. im still doing a character ask if anyone wants to drop questions for any character in this book (even the cat), plus myself! 💚