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He knows who this man is—he’s Harry Fucking Styles—but seriously? Who walks into someone’s private session and starts giving critiques like he owns the place?
He opens his mouth to fire something back, but Harry beats him to it.
“I’m Harry Styles,” he says, with no trace of arrogance—just fact. “You may have heard of me.”
Louis stares at him for a second, and then—because his mouth moves faster than his brain and because the man is still an alpha standing there acting like he’s untouchable—he snaps, “Yeah. Like, seven years ago. When you were still relevant.”
Or, the one where Louis is an up and coming figure skater with as much talent as he has sass. Harry is the retired skater whose legendary career ended too early. Louis needs a coach and Harry has something to prove. But the connection between them might be too much for either of them to handle.
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14 Sep 2025
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Louis is used to looking after difficult guests at Palais Solstice in Monte Carlo. He’s not used to looking after a spoiled, glitter-brained omega who smells like heat and trouble, sprawls out in uncontained clothes, and doesn’t have a clue what he’s doing to Louis (and Louis’ inner alpha).
So. A week in Monaco, a job Louis can’t walk away from, and the slow slide from irritation to something much filthier.
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16 Aug 2025
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Coach glances up suddenly, almost like he just remembered something.
“Oh, right, sorry,” he turns toward Louis. “Tomlinson, you haven’t met my son yet.”
His voice is casual. So casual.
“This is Harry.”
or; louis celebrates getting signed to manchester united by spending an intimate night with a gorgeous stranger. the last thing he expects is for the stranger to be his new coach’s son.
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06 Aug 2025
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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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29 Jun 2025
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Times like this, Charles wishes Raven hadn’t told him to stay out of her head years ago. Well, he wishes that all the time, but it would be really especially handy for situations like trying to figure out exactly how upset she was about her breakup with no particular person for no particular reason.
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Sometimes the man of your dreams meets your sister first.
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19 May 2025