Louis smiled as he stepped out of his limited edition car, a beautiful Mercedes-Benz Maybach Exelero, customised to his every wealthy need. It was one of his three cars, coming in at a shy 8 million dollars. He sighed when he noticed a scratch on the side; he accidently hit a pole reversing into the parking space.

Oopsies.

His only thought was, daddy will pay for it. Louis looked up at the tall building he was in front of; he had driven to one of the many filming locations for Harry and Liam's movie, Batman vs. Superman - he had made cute little cupcakes for his dad.

"Louis." The small boy smiled at the man in front of him who was speaking with a voice of authority.

"Niall." Louis began to walk towards the entrance of the building, where the Beta was stood.

"What are you doing here? I thought I said no more visits; you're a distraction."

"Sorry I must not have been listening." Louis shrugged as he poked his tongue out, skipping past the fake blonde.

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"Fuck, who is the pretty Omega." Harry's eyes widened as he turned to look where the actor, a female Alpha, was gawking.

The curly haired man rolled his eyes, "that's Liam's son... Louis. Little spoilt brat." Harry groaned.

The female, who was playing an extra smiled, "is he single?"

"Yes. He is also the definition of gay." Harry laughed at the women's let-down-face. "I better go make sure he isn't getting his sticky fingers into any trouble." Harry excused himself, walking over to Louis who was already flirting with the co-director, sitting on the man's lap.

Harry walked forward as he raised his eyebrows at the small wolf.

"Hello, Superman." Louis smiled up at the man.

"Louis."

"That's me." Louis giggled, as he pointed to himself. Harry rolled his eyes, taking hold of Louis' waist as he picked the boy up, effortlessly placing him back on his own two feet.

"Heyyyy!" Louis whined, pout present on his face. The Alpha turned to the co-director sending him a quick 'sorry' before ushering Louis away.

"Harold where is my son?" Harry turned away to look at Liam who was looking very buff in his padded Batman suit.

"Right here." Harry pushed the little Omega forward.

"Oh, Daddy you look hot." Louis giggled when he touched Liam's bicep, feeling the padding. His father merely rolled his eyes, used to Louis' antics.

"Lou sweet cheeks. Ni said no more visits." Liam scolded, bending down to the eighteen-year-olds height. "We will be home in a couple of hours honey. Okay? Just go home."

"Woah. Woah woah. What is this we? I don't live there." Harry moved his hands rapidly in the air. Liam gave him an 'are you kidding me' look. Because Harry basically lived at their mansion.

"Fine fine." Louis eventually gave in, handing his dad the cupcakes and skipping off with his signature flirty smile. "Oh and Dad. I have to send the Mercedes into the car shop - it got a bit.... hurt. Don't worry I will just put the bill on your tab." Louis smiled, and with that, he was gone.

---

Harry's car rolled into Liam's driveway. He groaned when he noticed that Liam's car wasn't in sight.

"Louis? Where are you?" Harry called out. Evidently, Liam wasn't here yet, but he could hear the television coming from the Omega's room, so he walked in without knocking. His eyes widened at the sight before him.

The television was on, playing some show, Full House? Fuller House? Harry doesn't know. But there, on the bed was a sleeping Louis. Naked.

Harry's eyes rolled into the back of his head. He could see his pretty bum, so round and bouncy looking. It isn't as if Harry hasn't felt it before, but God, it is one of those things you never get over.

Harry wants to leave a mark on the boy's fleshy ass. Add some lovely teeth marks. He knows Louis would let him, Louis would beg for something like that - but he chooses to resist the temptation.

Louis is already spoilt. He doesn't need Harry's cock.

But then Harry moves to the opposite side of the room where the TV remote controller is sitting. He turns the television off, turning to look at Louis from the new angle.

There is his cock, soft, pressing against his belly just asking to be played with. Little Omega all ripe for the taking.

Harry groans as he walks out of the boy's room. He leaves a note for Liam, something along the lines of 'had to head home, not feeling well.'

But they both know that mean had to wank.

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Sunday. The one day Harry and Liam don't have to film. Sadly, the director called Liam in; he needed to retake some footage.... so there Harry was at the man's house at 9 am 'babysitting' Louis.

"Liam. Please! He is eighteen... he can look after himself."

"Yeah Daddy, listen to Harry!" Louis pouted, however, whined when Liam gave him a stern look.

"Louis, you have scratched your car seven times this month. So shoot me if I don't trust you."

Louis rolled his eyes, watching as his dad leant down, pressing a kiss to his forehead and leaving.

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"Come on Mr Alpha. We are going shopping; there is a new collection out at Gucci that I need to check out."

Harry raised his eyebrows as Louis attempted to pull him off the couch - the Omega was just too weak.

"Oh and I suppose you have money to be buying yourself these clothes?" Harry asked, amused. He knew Liam hadn't left Louis his credit card.

"No." Louis sulked, lower lip tugging between his teeth. He moved to straddle the Alpha's legs, hooking two fingers into Harry's belt as he lightly tugged.

"But you'll buy them for me, won't you?"

Harry choked a laugh. "No."

He watched as the Omega exaggerated his pout, eyelashes fanning his cheeks.

"You are already a spoilt brat - don't need you becoming more entitled."

Louis whined crawling up Harry's body, so he was now straddling his waist, his pushed the Alpha's cheeks together. Harry effortlessly took hold of his hands, pushing them away.

"Not the face," Harry ordered. Louis smirked in response.

"Make me." Louis moved, attempting to push at Harry's dimple.

Oh, Harry can do that. To prove himself he flips Louis onto his stomach, sitting on the boy's fat ass - just like a pillow.

"Hey! Cheater!" Louis whines when Harry turns the television on ignoring him still sat on the boy. Harry watches as the boy eventually stops whining.

He smirks because sometimes all Louis needs is a bit of manhandling.

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