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The current smell makes him feel loose and woozy, not quite there, but not quite gone either, just orbiting, like a satellite around a bigger force, aiming to please.
"Hi, there," The alpha voice jolts a lust down his spine, making him turn his head to the source of the beautiful sound. "I'm Harry, and you will be mine for the night. I bet you won't mind much."
His soft but calloused hands start to pet a little rougher on his delicate skin.
Louis doesn't even register the "Yes, sir." he says reflexively until Harry corrects him.
"Is, Daddy, for you, baby." He makes a point by slapping, hard, on his arse.Or: Louis goes out for a walk and he is allured by his soon-to-be Daddy.
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In a fight, they are lethal.
Around each other, they melt.“Do you fuck your wife, Mr. Tomlinson?”
The question hit Louis like a slap to the face, sharp and sudden, knocking the breath from his lungs. For a second, he didn’t move, didn’t even blink.
Harry took one more step, closing the space between them, his legs brushing against Louis’ knees, sending a jolt of awareness up Louis’s spine. "Answer me."
Louis’ eyes flicked back up to his face. He gulped. “Yes.”
It was then Louis realised, everything about this moment felt calculated, like a perfectly staged scene in one of those plays his wife liked to drag him to. Harry’s clothes, silk and tempting, exposing glimpses of his pale skin. The scent of him, heavy with perfume and something musky, intoxicating, clouding Louis’s senses.
Harry wanted Louis like this, caught off guard, exposed, stripped of control.
“Do you do it hard and fast?” He asked, his lips barely moving, as if the question were a secret meant only for them. “Or… Do you do it slowly... deep?”
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12 Feb 2025
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“Greta kissed me,” he said at last. It wasn’t the main issue, but it was a start.
Louis’ smile was radiant. Eyes sparkling with genuine happiness. Harry’s stomach felt a little funny, wishing he could feel as happy as the cheerleader. "Oh, my god? We did it! I’m a genius ! Was it long? Slow and sensual, full of lust and passion, tongues intertwined—" he gasped. “Did she tremble in your arms?” He hugged himself.
“That’s not—”
“No one believes me when I say I am a good matchmaker. They are always like, ‘Oh Louis, you have the worst eye for couples and men. You always miss the real connections.’ Who missed now? Not me. Nuh-hu, I saw the potential. Your grumpy attitude did not deter me. I'm probably the greatest matchmaker on campus. Don’t you think?” Louis’ smile faltered. “Wait… why do you look as if you were about to throw up?”
“She told me her roommate leaves for a few days after spring break. She invited me to her dorm room.”
“Okay?” Louis said slowly. “Am I missing something? Is it about clothes? Because I can totally find something—”
Harry scrubbed a hand over his face. “It’s not about that.”
“Then what?”
“I…” Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m a virgin.”
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23 Nov 2024
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It blooms: In 1807, a boy falls for the wrong monster.
It eats: In 1969, omegas began to disappear as rumors of the rising of a cannibalistic cult spread like wildfire.
It grins: Now, one of the most powerful vampires of the West sits down for an interview to reveal all his sins.
“Exodus 7:14-11:10, right before he sent the plagues, he said to Moses; ‘By this you will know that I am the Lord.’.” The vampire said with the ghost of a smile, small, almost intimate. “How can you annihilate something that you cannot touch, something you cannot see? How can you fight against a hungry God?"
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Louis Tomlinson is an investigative journalist.
He's spent the better part of his life researching the psyches of serial killers, and publishing articles to provide a deeper understanding into their methodologies. His pen-name, Orion, is well known around the globe. An alter-ego that keeps his pockets lined, and his identity private.
That is, until a letter arrives at his home address. A letter containing a symbol. One dubbed by a serial killer who'd vanished three years prior. The postage stamp? Bainbridge Island.
He'd spent so long peering into the darkness, it should be no surprise to discover that something had been looking back.
The island presents a host of mysteries. It also houses a nosy witch, determined to break down his walls.
And an FBI agent hellbent on shattering his carefully constructed world. -
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Harry and Louis’ kingdoms have rivaled one another for ages. When the time comes for the beautiful, cunning Prince Louis to choose a mate, Harry’s father puts him in the running for his hand. But Harry has no intentions of marrying the omega. He is only using the opportunity to investigate and expose Louis’ sordid past, where rumors of fornication and murder abound, and bring justice down on his rival once and for all.