you belong to me
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you belong to me (even if it's only for the night) by goldenMoon28
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
16 Jun 2025
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So he lies there, spoon in mouth, as he wipes to the next profile - and suddenly the ice cream sticks in his throat. His eyes open wide, he chokes and has to cough to get up. The ice cream lands roughly on the coffee table, the phone slips out of his hand and falls to the floor with a thud. He crawls for it, grabs it, lifts it up - and stares.
The image on the display makes him hold his breath for a moment.
Louis, 40.
His former teacher.
Harry's gaze remains glued to the number. Forty. Damn. He'd always had a soft spot for older men. Mr Tomlinson had always been charming, clever, with a smile that got under his skin. And now?
Now he's a fucking Silver Fox.
He keeps on swiping.
The next picture shows Mr Tomlinson on the beach. Sunglasses, a broad, open smile. Dark blue shorts, no shirt. The sun dances on his skin. A slim, defined stomach, fine chest hair, his gaze caught by the camera. Harry feels it immediately - the tingling in his lower belly. His dick twitches slightly.
He doesn't know how long he has been staring at this picture. An impulse takes over. Without thinking, he swipes to the right.
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- Part 1 of you belong to me
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you belong to me (and this time it's forever) by goldenMoon28
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
04 Jul 2025
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With a soft sigh, he leans back in the armchair and lets his gaze rest on Harry, who is kneeling in front of him, restless.
Louis reaches for his champagne glass and takes a sip. Then he speaks, his voice calm, almost casual: “Wanted to make sweet, slow love to my husband tonight.” He pauses, his expression remains opaque. “But I think my boy just wants to be fucked like a dirty slut.”
Harry moans out, his chest heaving flutteringly as he nods vigorously. “Please,” he breathes, a plea in a single word. Louis leans forward slowly, his face so close to Harry's that he automatically holds his breath. The intensity in Louis' gaze hits him like a blow.
“I can do whatever I want with you,” Louis whispers softly, almost playfully. “'Cause at the end, you just want to be stuffed with my big cock, don't you?”
Harry's lips open into a trembling gasp. “I'm yours,” he whispers. “Do what you want.”
A throaty grunt escapes Louis, deep and pleasurable. “That's what I wanna hear.”
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Or the one about silver fox Louis and younger Harry enjoying their wedding night
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- Part 2 of you belong to me