Please read the A/N below

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Keeping up with the ages of the kids:
Anastasia and Mayden: 12 (Nov 20 2018)
Alexandra: 7 (Jul 7 2021)

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"Happy birthday, daddy!"

Louis and Harry are awoken by the squeel, their three kids pilled onto their bed. Even though they weren't babies anymore and they made sure to remind their parents all the time, their family was still was close as it was when they were just babies.

"Thanks, sweets." Harry smiles, looking at his beautiful family. "Well, do I get any birthday kisses?"

Soon he is smothered in kisses by his two daughters as Mayden cuddles his mother, always been more of a mumma's boy.

"Let's go have breaky."

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"Are you sure we can leave the kids here?"

"Harry they aren't babies anymore and Zayn promised to watch them." Louis giggles at his husbands worry. "C'mon grandpa, too old for a bit of travelling now."

"Hey! You'll be thirty too before you know it!" Harry tickles his love. "Where are we going, Lou?"

"Well it's been a while since we visited my island, right." He winkes as he takes his alpha's hand, gently dragging him to the back of the car. "Come, Liam is taking us to the airport."

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"Go wait upstairs," Louis stands on his tiptoes as his breath fans out over Harry's ear, "Daddy."

"Fuck."

Louis quickly let's go of Harry, sending him a wink and a slab to his chest, sending him up to the bedroom.

He himself speedily walks down the hall to the downstairs bathroom with his small travel bag. He strips down and gets into the shower for a quick fresh up, after all seven hours on a plane never did anyone good.

He shaves and washes his hair, making sure to use Harry's favourite scent, honey vanilla. He towels dry with a big fluffy towel and blow dries his hair too. Louis cusses under his breath, worrying about whether he has left Harry alone for too long, what if the older male lost his interessed?

But when Louis is dressed in his attire specially chosen for this evening, all his insecureties left his mind.

"God damn, I look hot." He twirls in front of the mirror. He admires himself one more time, the white of the lingerie set stand out against his tanned skin and the heels make his legs look taller than ever.

He had been trying for weeks, walking in heels was way harder than he had every imagined, but now he could even walk up the stairs of the mansion.

Louis quickly finds his way to the master bedroom, opening the door, looking in only to find his husband, half naked with onr hand in his boxers.

"Tud, tud, tud." Louis walks in, looking dominant on his high heels, a whip with white tussels on the end in his right hand.

"Woah." Harry surely runs out of breath as he watches the goddess that is his husband.

"Sush." Louis whispered, now in front of Harry, bringing the whip down on his tight, softly but stinging. "No more touching what's mine, daddy."

He looks at Harry's hand that is still covered by his Calvin Klein boxers. "Yours." Harry mumbles as he removes his hand from the only piece of clothing revealing his body.

"Off." Louis hooks the whip under the elastic band of the underwear and letting it go, making it snap against Harry's fair skin. "Hmm."

He moans at the naked skin under the underwear as it comes in view when Harry drops the clothing.

"Lou, you look so beautiful, sexy." Harry hums as he grabs on the blue eyed boy's gorgeous round hips. "So delicate."

"All yours, daddy."

"All mine, baby boy." Harry agrees, kissing and nipping at Louis thighs as the boy stands in between his legs, the alpha sitting at the edge of the bed. "What do you want, darling?"

"You, daddy." Louis moans. "All of you."

"Dance for me, baby." Louis drops the whip and the sheer throw to the ground, pooling at the heels. He turns around and seats himself on his daddy's lap, grinding down on his already hard crotch. "Feel that, baby, all for you."

"Mine, mine, mine." Louis yelps. "All mine, right daddy?"

"Right, baby."

"Want to ride you, daddy." Louis mumbles and throws his head back to let out one of his porn-star moans as Harry trusts up against his bum.

"Need me to open you up?" Harry asks as he feels Louis up, his eyes opening wide as he feels over Louis' bum. He makes the boy stand, pulling the lace panties aside to have a clear look at his delicious hole. "Oh God, Lou."

"Wanted to be ready for you, daddy."

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"What does it say?"

"Positive." Louis smiles as he looks down at the stick.

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Hello everybody!

You guys probably hate me now lol 😂😏

Kinda smut yay! They are preggers again yay! This is the last chapter before the epilogue nay!

Last chapter I asked whether you'd like to get a teaser for my next book and here it is!

"Omegas must mate at the age of eighteen." Easy rule it seems, until in changes Louis' life. He just like all the other omega's his age is found at the auction house, naked and ready to walk the runway.

"That was Niall Horan, number 37, Niall Horan."

"Louis Tomlinson."

Louis is pushed on stage, the lights blinding him as he clumsily walks down the runway.

"Male, 5'4", blue eyes, chestnut brown hair. Bidding starts at 1000 dollars."

Louis holds his breath hoping the room stays silent.

"1500 in the left corner, thanks mr. Styles."

"2000 in the front, 2000 dollars from mr. Stewards."

"2500 from Styles."

"3500 dollars from mr. Stewards, thank you."

"Styles again with 4000."

"Woah would you look at that 10 000 dollars from mr. Stewards. Waiting on Styles. Going once, going twice, sold! That was Louis Tomlinson, number 65, Louis Tomlinson."

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Questions:
- Liked this chapter? The smut? The kinda growing older of the kids?
- Would you read this new book? It will probably be smutty and also very triggering (punishments, rape, ...)

X Emma