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May We Stay Lost On Our Way Home
May We Stay Lost On Our Way Home
Harry thought he had a handle on things. He hasn’t gotten papped in over a month, even the most zealous of fans have given up on finding his location, the Fortress is starting to look hospitable, and Niall just learned how to make shrimp bisque. Even having a massive crush on a gorgeous mythical woodland creature was working out for him. Most of the time. On March 31st, Harry Styles disappears. Though many speculate, only two people know where to find him: Niall, his former guitarist, and Zayn, who follows where Niall leads. The fact the biggest boy band in the world broke up two weeks earlier might be related to the disappearance. The fact Harry meets a fairy named Louis in the woods is a whole other matter. (Liam is a centaur.)
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binds are like steel that manipulate the will to live (body suspended by chains over razors and nails, it's a penalty)
binds are like steel that manipulate the will to live (body suspended by chains over razors and nails, it's a penalty)
When on their way to the mansion Louis asks, “Who are you?” He hears the slave shift in his seat. “‘M Harry.” "Wrong," Louis states. "You’re my bitch." -Or, Harry's a slave and Louis is his master.
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If You Would've Listened
If You Would've Listened
Harold,SInce you have found it fit to disobey me again, i see you need a reminder on what happens when we're naughty,because apparently I can't just trust your word anymore. You'll have to earn trust back.I want a typed admittance of whatever wrong you've done. And then you will do the following, to the T.1.) You will strip down, and start recording.2.) Shove a plug in dry. Remember: Lube shows on camera so no lying.3.) Take the paddle I gave you and give the plug five hard hits.4.) Put the cockring on. The one with the padlock that only I know the combination to.5.) Prepare to not cum until you see me in New Zeland in a few weeks.Yours Truly,Louis.
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Look Who I've Got In My Bed
Look Who I've Got In My Bed
Nick smirked a bit at the boy beneath him. "What, love? Does Louis not give you enough?" He teased happily, tying Harry's legs up next to each wrist. "I know how much you love having your hot little hole on display for me." He almost cooed. "Sometimes I think that's all you are, Hazza." He pet his chest fondly. "An arsehole, cock, and a mouth." Nick said, with a glint in his eyes that told Harry he had an idea.
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Because You Asked So Nicely
Because You Asked So Nicely
Louis still wasn't sure exactly what they were, but they had just fallen into place, really, so it didn't quite matter. He loved Harry all the same. Weather Harry needed a spanking or a nice hard fuck, Louis loved him enough to give him exactly what he needed, and knew just what he needed, even if Harry was too timid to ask for it himself.
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The Boxer
The Boxer
Harry never really did anything crazy. She lived with her father, who owned one of the best gyms in West London, with some of best looking people; female and male. She always ran her father's errands when she wasn't study; including bringing him his mail. When she had walked into the gym on an average Thursday, she spotted a new girl in the gym who nearly made her stop breathing.
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