WARNING! EXPLICIT CONTENT

Summary: he one where Harry is a married man, with a 4 year old daughter and her nanny, Louis Tomlinson is up to some fun. (Louis is 17, Harry is 25. Lux is Harry's daughter just because I couldn't think up of any other child sorry)

Author: xhazkawaii

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"Good morning, Mr. Styles" Louis greets Harry when the older lad opens the door.

"Thank you for coming so early, I have an emergency at the office and Nora got an earlier shift at the hospital today" he explains and Louis nods.

"No problem, sir. We're gonna have a great time!" Louis smiles when Lux comes running at him, and he bends over a little with his arms opened to embrace the little girl.

"Loueh!" she whoops. "Daddy, can Lou buy me some ice cream?" she sweetly asks him, and the green eyed man looks down at her with worship clear in his eyes.

"Sure, but have some breakfast first, sweetie. You just woke up" he says and she nods. He leans down and she kisses on his cheek, so he looks at Louis before he steps outside.

"Bye, daddy" Louis whispers quietly, his voice so sweet and high pitched, before closing the door leaving a confused and startled Harry outside staring blankly at the door. Did the 17 year boy just call him daddy?

After a couple of hours, Louis gave Lux her breakfast and went out to walk the dog, holding the little girl's hand tight as they walk around the block. On the way, he stops and pays her some ice cream he promised earlier, with the money Harry left for emergencies. It was nearly noon when Lux fell asleep on the couch cuddled up with baby Troy, her puppy that looked just as tired as she was. Louis sighed in relief as he finally had some time to do his homework for tomorrow, so he sat down in the dinning room and placed his backpack over the table, taking out his notebooks and his laptop. A few minutes later, he heard the front door opening, then shutting closed and he waited for Harry's figure to appear, because he just knew it was him since Nora, his wife, wouldn't be home until at least six pm.

"Hum, hi" Harry mumbled, leaning on the doorway looking tired.

"Hey, didn't hear you coming" Louis sweetly says, pretending he is still focused on his homework. You see, Louis feels terribly attracted to Harry and he doesn't even bother to hide it anymore, but he knows it's not right, because a) Harry is a married man and b) Harry doesn't like boys. And how could we forget the fact that Louis is fucking 17 years old? "Are you hungry? I can cook something"

"No, don't need to" Harry sighs, running a nervous hand through his hair. Louis looks extremely provoking in his sweat pants and a tight white t-shirt, with his glasses on and a fringe falling onto his forehead. He looks innocent, but provoking as he bites the tip of his pencil while he looks at Harry, waiting for a response. Harry feels uncomfortable by the sight. He shouldn't be finding this something hot, but he is. Louis is only 17, for God's sake, and he is his child's nanny! "Uh, I... I'll take a shower, if Lux wake up please give her something to eat then if you want, you're free to go" he shrugs, and Louis nods watching as Harry leaves the room.

The younger boy shoves his things into his bag again and zip it closed, throwing them over the table as he walks to the kitchen to make something and leave it ready to Lux, but he hears something that gets his attention before he can get anything started. He waits for a few seconds in silence just to hear the loud noise again, and he hurries through the hallway, following the sound. It sounded like something has just fallen to the floor, probably breaking it, and he realizes it's coming from the bathroom. The door is obviously locked as Harry is there taking a shower. "Shit" he hears Harry's voice cursing and he smiles to himself at the hot sound of his voice, muffled by the walls and the steam inside the bathroom. When Louis decides to walk away, he hears something again. This time something different. It's not like something was dropped, it sounded like someone... someone moaning. He attaches his ear to the door just to hear more clear, and he feels incredibly... embarrassed.

"Oh, fuck" he hears it again, and he's sure it's Harry's voice. Of course it is, who else would it be? He can hear the noise of running water from the shower, but he also hears the sound of Harry's movements. He can almost picture Harry with his hard cock in hands as he strokes himself up and down... and suddenly he's extremely uncomfortable in his pants, feeling his own cock twitching inside of his underwear. Louis palms himself slowly at the sound of Harry's voice and movements, and he prays Lux won't suddenly show up and caught him doing such a thing. "Yes... Lou" Harry's voice whispers so quietly Louis thinks he might be hearing things that aren't real. Did Harry just say his fucking name? Fuck. Louis squeezes his cock gently over the fabric of his pants, seeking relief, but when he notices the running water being shut down, he runs back to the kitchen and washes his hands before he cooks something to Lux and leave the house before Harry can lay his eyes on Louis' own problem down there.

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Louis showed up at Harry's house the entire week as Nora had lots of shifts at the hospital and Harry would leave to work right after lunch every day, so he had to watch Lux. Tuesday, Harry left the house around two pm and when he got home four hours later he caught Louis watching TV with Lux, well, sleeping with Lux on the couch. Wednesday, Nora left at eight in the morning, and Harry waited for lunch as he'd always do. Thursday, Harry explained to Louis that next week he would get some rest because Nora would have a few days off at the hospital due to her efforts this week, and Louis teased Harry a lot by going to work with tight pink cotton shorts and a white tank top. Friday, Nora got the night shift, so she left at six pm, and Louis was supposed to leave right after her since Harry was supposed to arrive home around five. So a while before that, Louis cooked dinner to Lux and gave it to her before he tucked her into bed, kissing her forehead.

"But it's so earlyyyy" she whined as he turned the lights off.

"I know, but your daddy asked me to get you in bed earlier today. You'll have a busy day tomorrow, sweetie" Louis tells her.

"Why?" she asks.

"I don't know, he's taking you out right in the morning, I don't know why though"

"Okay..." she sweetly says. "Good night, Loueh" the blue eyed boy smiled at the little girl he loved so much, and blew a kiss in her direction.

"Good night, love" he whispers, shutting the door.

Louis has made a decision. He took advantage of Harry's request of getting Lux to bed earlier to do something. He spent the whole week on teasing the man, looking at him, dressing slutty and provoking, walking and wiggling his hips around the house just to get Harry's attention. He decided that this week, would be his final week at the Styles' house, but he would do what he's been craving for months since he first met them. He made sure to think his plan over and over, and even went shopping the day before so he would be prepared for his final week. He walks into Harry's bedroom and walk over to his dresser. He spots a framed picture of Harry behind Nora and Lux on her chest, newly born. He rolls his eyes at the picture. He hates Nora. This gave him complete motivation to go ahead with the plan. It's not like he's trying to destroy Harry's family or anything. He'd hate to see Lux miserable. He just want a little bit of fun... Just one time, one night.

Harry is exhausted. He's been working too hard just to be away from his house. Louis' presence bothers him so much he can't stay around anymore. He misses his daughter, and that's why he's planned a whole fun day with her tomorrow. It's a win win: Nora gets some rest alone at the house, Lux and Harry will have fun together and they'll have some time to bond, plus Harry won't need to see Louis' pretty face and bum all day long. He hates the fact that he's been feeling like this. It's been at least two weeks since Louis have been teasing him like a crazy person by dressing like a slutty princess, looking innocent as shit with those stupid glass on his face and that smile of his pink and perfect lips. He never felt like this towards a guy before, and he's not even sure he ever felt that attracted to his own wife! Hell, no! He made sure to push the thought away from his head as he opens the front door. The living room is dark and he figures Lux is already in bed and Louis is probably reading something to her, so he lets out a sigh of relief as he makes his way through the hallway, upstairs and to his bedroom. He freezes in place as he looks at his door, half-opened with a beam of light coming from inside, but it's not a normal light, it looks like a candle is lighten, and he asks himself if Nora is home trying to surprise him. He secretly hopes not, because though he'd like to fuck someone,anyone to relief some of the sexual frustration he feels lately, he doesn't need to pretend a fucking orgasm to his goddamn wife.

He takes another short step and sucks in a breath when he hears a moan. Shit shit shit. This isn't Nora, no. Though it's a female high pitched voice he knows this is Louis' voice. "Hmm daddy..." he hears it again, this time sounding slowly and... sexier. He knows it's Louis and he's scared to walk into his own bedroom. Why is Louis pleasing himself over his bed? So he slowly walks closer, walking past Lux's door and sighing in relief when he realizes the door is well closed and hopefully she's in a deep sleep and can't hear her fucking nanny moaning for whoever is his daddy. He doesn't realize he's watching Louis through the small gap of the door until Louis looks at him and a smirk appears in his face when he closes his eyes again and touches himself harder. Harry almost chokes at the sight of Louis laying on his back with his legs spread open, shirtless and with a pink lace pantie. A fucking lace! The tip of his cock is peeking out of the fabric and he presses his thumb on it hard, squeezing his eyes shut with pleasure. Fuck, Harry can't take it anymore as he feels his pants tightening on his crotch, his own cock throbbing at the sight. Harry almost kicks the door fully opened just to shut it closed behind him and Louis stares at the older boy, startled by the sudden movement. He keeps on palming himself though, this time harder and looking straight at Harry.

"What. Are. You. Doing?" Harry groans. He groans.

"Making myself feel good, daddy" Louis quietly says. And that's it. Harry yanks his shirt over his head and falls over Louis body, causing the boy to flinch and take his hand away from his own cock just to lay them on Harry's shoulder, to support his movements. Harry attacks Louis' neck, nibbling on the skin hard and probably leaving bruises all around. "Oh" Louis moans, running his hands through Harry's hair and pulling them gently. Harry arches his back, and thrusts his hips into Louis', causing their cocks to rub against each other.

"Why are you wearing this?" Harry mutters against the boy's skin, rubbing his covered cock over Louis' once again.

"I thought you'd like them. Didn't you like them, daddy?"

"Fuck, yes" Harry breathed. The older man kissed down Louis' body, from his lips to his neck, then to his chest finally licking the boy's nipples, making Louis arch in pleasure. Harry's hand reach down to palm Louis' cock over his panties, and the boy whimpers at the contact.

"Oh, daddy..." Louis moans driving Harry insane. He never thought he'd be so turned on by something he hears from his daughter for years and now he'll have to teach her another way to call him, because the word sounds heavenly coming out from Louis' mouth and he doesn't want to hear them from anyone else. Louis reaches down for Harry's pants and unzip them, and the message is given. Harry quickly toss them around the bedroom along with his underwear, finally setting himself free from the pain growing on his crotch. Louis nearly chokes at the sight. He imagined Harry's body amazingly, but he'd never think it could be this good, and he almost drools seeing Harry's cock in front of him. As the older boy walks back to the bed, Louis knees over the mattress between Harry's legs, and with his hands on the man's chest, he pushes him down, falling to his back onto the bed. Louis leans down and kisses the tip of Harry's cock, causing the 25 year old lad to impulsively thrusts his hips up into Louis' mouth. The boy takes it all in, slowly and teasingly until it reaches the back of his throat and Harry closes his eyes, grabbing ahold of Louis' hair and encourage him to keep going as he's deep throated.

"Fuck, yes, you are so good, baby..." Harry moans, his voice raspy and it makes Louis moan in response, sending vibrations through Harry's cock and he can't take it anymore. He pulls Louis up by his shoulders and throws the boy onto the mattress on his back. Louis has a smirk breaking on his lips as he watches Harry's every move when he slowly pulls his panties down his legs. "I don't..I..." Harry stammers. "I don't have any lube" he shrugs. Of course he doesn't, he doesn't need them with his wife, also because they don't have sex in a good while.

"s'kay" the boy whispers, supporting his weight on his elbows and reaching for Harry's hand. He takes two fingers inside of his mouth, sucking it hard and licking all aroud them and he doesn't leave Harry's gaze for one second. The older man feels like he could pass out at any moment with the sight. Louis releases the fingers and lays back down, winking at Harry. The man leans down and plants a kiss on Louis' jaw, and attach their lips together when his index finger circulates Louis' hole, taking a while before it's fully inside of the boy, who whimpers with the contact. Thrusting his finger in and out a couple of times, he decides that if he waits any longer, he will die, so he adds another one, thrusting harder and harder. "Hum, daddy!" Louis whimpers out loud causing Harry to add another finger with a quick thrust, and Louis flinches but he ignores the slight pain right away when the please consumes him. Harry removes his fingers after a while preparing the boy, and Louis whines as he watches Harry use of his own pre-cum to stroke himself, making it the most lubed up as it's possible. Louis closes his eyes in anticipation, waiting for Harry to fuck his brains out, something he's been waiting for weeks since he laid his eyes on the older man.

Harry places the tip of his now wet cock in Louis' stretched entry, and slowly pushes it in, closing his eyes and biting on his bottom lip to prevent him from screaming, keeping in mind that his daughter is in the next room. "Fuck" he curses under his breath and Louis nods, sticking his nails into the skin of Harry's arm, to his shoulders and down his back, probably leaving scratches. He doesn't bother to think what Harry would tell his wife to explain that.

"Harder, daddy" Louis cries, bucking up his hip to meet Harry's, deepening the touch. Harry pounds harder into the young boy, one hand squeezing his hip and the other one next to Louis' head, supporting his weight. Harry can't believe he's never done that with a boy before yet it feels like it's the best thing he could ever do, and Louis looked so... so lost in pleasure he even feels a little proud of himself for being the one causing that.

"So. fucking. tight" Harry says in each thrust.

"I won't last much longer..." Louis whimpers, and Harry nods.

"Come for me, baby. Come on, let me watch you as you come for your daddy..." Harry is not used to this kind of language but it just slipped out, he just felt like he should've said that, and it sounded so good coming out of his lips. Louis felt his brain going blank as he went nearly in a blackout, dizzy as fuck as Harry pounded inside of him harder at each thrust and finally hitting his prostate.

"Oh, oh daddy" he moans when he feels the familiar feeling at the pit of his stomach. Harry's hand reaches for Louis' cock, but the boy is quick to slap them away shaking his head no. He likes to come untouched, and he will like it even more when he watches Harry watching him. And he's right. When Louis releases his come all over his own chest, it's enough for Harry to spill inside the younger boy, closing his eyes when Louis clenches around him while he still releases his own. "Fuck" Louis mutters.

Harry thrusts sloppy a couple more times inside of Louis until he pulls out and lays next to the boy, breathing hard and eyes closed. He can't believe he just did that. Louis smiles when he sits up on the bed, and gets up, looking for his clothes, feeling Harry's come leaking from his hole down his legs. The sight is enough to almost get Harry hard again, but he closes his eyes again, covering them with his arm as Louis gets dressed and walks away.

"Goodbye, daddy" Louis quietly says with a childish voice Harry never thought he would love so much to hear, and when he opens his eyes, the room is clear, Louis is gone.