As of recently I haven't been updating regularly as I have to be in 'a mood' to write the story line (smutty), and I just haven't been. But I promise I will push myself more often as I know the results will be worth while :)

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"Oh, my."

"Ring the number, Louis."

The small boy currently had his panties down, resting just below his ass as Harry pushed him into the mirror, face squashed against the cold metal.

Fat, muscular ass on display as he shakily held Harry's huge iPhone seven plus – a pretty red colour – Harry had made a joke when he handed Louis his phone that soon enough his ass would match the colour of his cell.

Bright Red.

Louis could feel Harry's hands stretching his cheeks apart. He was standing, his entire body against the mirror, while Harry was leaning down on his knees, as he spread the boy's exposed ass, spitting on his hole.

It was evident he was fucked recently.

"Who fucked you, Louis?" Harry quizzed, as he brushed his thumb over the boy's red hole. The Omega whined, slick begging to form against Harry's thumb – the Alpha smirked when the Omega's hole fluttered slightly.

"Answer me little Omega." The Alpha reminded with a spank to the boy's ass.

"One of the extras in the film." The smaller of the two whispered his answer; Harry raised his eyebrow.

"What's his name?"

The little Omega gasped, as Harry's fingers breached his hole, going straight to his prostate.

"Oh, my!" He paused for a second before answering, "I-I didn't get his name... I called him Mister."

Harry growled softly. "Tsk tsk tsk. Little slut." With every mocking sound, he made he used both hands to spank both Louis' large globes.

The Omega only pushed back against the wolves strong hands.

"Call the number Louis," Harry ordered, as he stepped back to grab the pink vibrating dildo Louis had brought with him. Harry admired it for some time as he heard the phone ring. It was rather thick, not as thick as his cock but still enough to stretch the Omega's slutty hole out.

Just as the man, who by the sounds of was Simon Cowell – Harry's manager – picked up the phone, Harry circled the boy's rim with the toy. He smirked at Louis' face. He was in bliss, but at the same time being tortured.

Louis was normally very loud in bed, so holding in his moans was hard.

"Hello, Sir.. uh. Sorry, I am calling as Harry Styles' contacts. Um ah. Have um been with um ah. TAMPERED! With." Louis squeaked when Harry inserted the vibrating dildo, with no remorse, on full speed.

"Is everything okay?" The man on the phone quizzed.

Louis took a deep breath, resting his head on the mirror, as he fell to his knees against the metal.

"Yes – sorry. His contact have been tampered with, not leaked, but we have lost the names, so could I please verify whose number this is?"

"Simon Cowell."

Harry smirked as Louis thanked Simon and hung up, changing the contact from 'Fuck my fat ass' to 'Simon Cowell.'

"Good boy." Harry praised, as he picked up the Omega's pliant body easily, making sure the dildo didn't fall out and threw the boy onto the king-sized bed. Velvet sheets, under his soft skin.

Louis had trouble balancing on all fours as the sheets were so slippery, but soon enough Harry's large hands were on his hips, hiking him up the bed and pushing him onto his elbows, face squished into the pillow as he removed the boy's shorts from his upper thighs.

"Go on Louis... there are a lot more people to call." Harry teased, pushing the dildo in further, leaving it just against the boy's prostate. He palmed his own dick at the little whiny noises that left Louis' mouth.

So the boy called the next number on the list, this one was under the name 'cock sucker'. Harry almost laughed when his own mother picked up.

Louis' face went bright red too; he recognised that voice. Harry sent a slap to the boy's ass when he didn't say anything.

"He-llo this is Louis Tomlinson Mrs Styles.... Sorry I didn't mean to call you... bye."

Harry laughed at the small boy, pressing kisses to his red cheeks before landing another spank, this time to his upper thighs. The boy jumped at the unexpected pain.

"Daddy!"

Harry shushed the boy as he rubbed his thumb against the inflamed skin, simply telling Louis to call the next person.

This time it was one of Harry's friends, and Louis was having trouble articulating words, but eventually, he got her name, Taylor Swift. Louis was too out of it to even realise how famous she was.

The next phone call was hard because Harry was now fucking him with the dildo, hard and fast – Louis' cock was leaking, and God he needed to cum. Between the vibrations and Harry spanking him every few minutes, he was dying for release.

The following phone call, Louis gave out on self-control and began to rut against the sheets, so desperate and so pretty. Harry spanked him, directing him to stop, but the Omega wasn't listening, just relishing in the pleasure he was feeling.

And then he came. On the phone. For whoever was on the other end to hear.

Loud moans were falling from his sinfully pink lips. Harry didn't touch the Omega, just watched as his slicked up hole fluttered and his small cock blew a load onto his stomach.

It was only then that Harry heard the voice on the other end, it was very Irish, and very obvious who it was – Mr Niall Horan.

"Harry? Harry, are you fucking someone? Fuck I didn't need to be involved in your kinkiness. Dickhead."

The man ended the call, throwing his phone somewhere else in favour of peppering the Omega with kisses, licking up the cum on his stomach – just watching his blissed out face come back to reality.

"Good boy Lou."

"Was good?" The Omega asked for reassurance.

"Very good, wanna be a better boy for Daddy? Come suck me off."

And so he did.

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