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louis beckons him over and daniel crawls over him, nosing and kissing along louis’ body. his legs, his thighs, his abdomen, up to his chest where daniel deflates into a sad little puddle and whines as he rubs his cheek into the fabric of louis’ shirt.

louis brings a hand to messy curls and rakes his nails against a thankful scalp. “what is it, pup? how can mama help?” and daniel stares into his eyes for a good while making sure he has permission to lift louis’ shirt up and over his stomach with his teeth until the fabric no longer covers the skin of his chest.

daniel wastes no time then in rolling his tongue flat over louis’ nipple, suctioning his lips around it and gently sucking, still afraid of reprimand, but louis just moans and pets him again.

“oh,” pure honey dripping from his sweet voice, “my good boy. you missed mama?” and daniel can only whine his affirmation.