#dilf louis

[louisplumpyass]

a recipe for disaster

[theroguesue]

they’re so girlfriend and boyfriend

[hrrytits]

just let me lick and touch and run my hands over the biceps pls and thanks 🙏🏼🙏🏼 hes so yummy

[lunarheslwt]

Thinking about this picture of Louis and how insanely good he looked at this event.... Thinking HARD.

[toomanywatchers]

[evie-carnahan]

this is not how I would’ve ever expected to learn that shane can do a good goofy voice

[bergoozter]

[specklelouis]

larry in the morning

[blouisparadise]

Upon request, today we have a rec list of bottom Louis fics that feature DILF Harry. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) You Make My Heart Beat Like The Rain | Explicit | 6611 words | Sequel 1 | Sequel 2

"You're stunning, eh?" Harry whispers, his Canadian accent thick with lust. It usually slips out when he gets horny because he knows it turns Louis on. Harry presses his lips into the curve of his neck. His hot breath makes Louis shiver. He opens his eyes and sees Harry's bigger, tattooed arms wrapped around him, completely engulfing his smaller frame—and, fuck, maybe he is up for it.

Why does his boyfriend have to be such a fucking DILF? He blames it on a twitter thread he read a few weeks ago.

2) Coldest With The Kiss, Nice With The Cream | Mature | 11136 words

Louis has a thing for older guys, no one knows why but he just does.

Harry is a lonely dad.

And oh, Damien loves yellow a little too much.

3) Give So Much (Not Enough) | Mature | 24610 words

“For my little lion,” Louis slid the smoothie bowl in front of Oscar, letting him dig in with his little hands. “And for daddy.”

He didn’t process the bowl in front of him, the push across the table causing a raspberry to roll off and fall on his lap, because Louis calling himself mummy may make him feel all sorts of mushy emotions, but Louis addressing Harry as daddy was suddenly having a very different effect on him. Since when did Louis saying daddy out loud render him speechless?

“Daddy’s still sleepy, but we’re up bright and early right Ossie?” Louis’ cooing shook him out of his daze. The man coughed, picking the raspberry off his lap and swallowing it with unintentional, and very unnecessary, eye contact with Louis. “Well, is it better than your protein smoothies and why?”

Harry chuckled, spooning another heap of the strawberry banana goodness into his mouth, “Way better sweetheart.”

4) My End And My Beginning | Explicit | 24749 words

When Louis starts as an intern at a new company, he becomes particularly fond of the boss’ five children. And maybe the boss himself as well.

5) I’ll Find A Home Inside Your Heart | Explicit | 25808 words

In awe Louis stared up at him, his eyes wide and his lips parted. “I don’t usually make it a habit to go on dates with my clients,” he breathed.

Harry grinned, his touch light as he carefully swept a strand of hair out of Louis’ eyes. “Make an exception for me?” He asked cheekily, chuckling when Louis rolled his eyes.

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” Louis snorted and let Harry link their fingers together where they rested on the countertop. Finally, a shy smile crept onto those pretty pink lips of his and with his hands on his hips, Louis jut his chin out. “Are you gonna kiss me or what?”

Of course, Harry didn’t need to be asked twice.

6) Sedative Duty. | Explicit | 46588 words

Pop-star of the moment Louis Tomlinson is on his third-world tour. He decides to hire renowned professional dominant Harry Styles to unwind while on the road. In an effort not to raise suspicion by the crew, fans, and press,  Harry pretends to be his bodyguard. He ends up being far more than that.

7) Somebody To Love | Explicit | 51471 words

A hesitant fist hovers, ready to knock on the hard surface, when suddenly the door swings open revealing a small child with a huge smile plastered on her face.

“You’re here, finally!” She beams up at him, haphazardly brushing her orange hair away from her eyes.

He can’t help but let a grin fill his face at her anticipation. Bunching his pants at his ankles, he crouches down to her level. “You must be Margret.”

“Actually, only my daddy calls me that when I’m in trouble,” she explains with an assertive tone. “So you can call me Margo.”

“Well, Margo, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Louis.”

8) This Is How You Fall In Love | Explicit | 53538 words

When Harry Styles' 16 year old daughter dragged him along to see her favourite artist, Louis Tomlinson, in concert, the last thing he had expected was to be invited backstage. Unaware his life was about to change forever.

9) The Bachelor | Explicit | 53953 words

“Don’t tell me, you’re Lola,” Louis pointed at the little girl and she crowded her father’s leg shyly, sticking her thumb in her mouth.

Harry chuckled lightly and cupped the back of her head with a large palm, his calloused hands catching the fine strands of her hair.

“She’s shy,” Harry told him. “Plus you swore mighty loud…M'Harry by the way,” he stuck his free hand forward, his diction belying his way of life- slow and casual.

The somewhat dainty-looking loud-mouth flicked a look to his hand, then back to his face. Harry waited patiently for him to take it.

“Louis,” he finally shared, clasping Harry’s hand with his smaller one and giving it a gentle squeeze, placing his other over the top of both of theirs. “Tomlinson,” he added. “I’m your personal assistant,” he added.

10) Ever I Saw | Explicit | 58342 words

Daisy Road Ranch.  A place for those in need to receive the help they deserve, even when they may not believe it.  A place where they don’t have to fear what, or whom they left behind.  A place where they can find themselves, or find a different way of coping with their issues.  Daisy Road Ranch.  A therapy ranch for those who’ve been abused.

Louis needs to find himself again.  Harry wants to help.  Can they find their way?

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[croszukis]

marty in red & blue — TOR @ MTL 03.09.24

[louisplumpyass]

i can't do this... i just can't

[theroguesue]

milf harry and dilf louis, that’s the only truth.

[fireandspiceland]

If I was to ‘dilf-ify’ Arthur I wouldn’t give him a beard or voluptuous chest hair. He isn’t the type for that. He’d have more of that silver fox charm, thinking of (please excuse the comparison) a Tony Stark kind of sexy. With the hint of grey hair at his temples and laughter lines from a life spent in good company and those sly, intelligent, yet flirty one liners that win over every guy’s and girl’s heart.

He’d be that old money kind of guy. Educated. Knowing good wine and whiskey and tea and foods from all over the world. Having learned to appreciate the good things in life, which includes a pretty thing holding onto his arm at dinner parties (or two, if he’s feeling especially swanky).

He wouldn’t make himself the centre of attention (well, maybe he would but it’s more subconscious behaviour than putting himself there on purpose), but he still would be, ever so often. Being thought of as effortlessly charming by the younger folks and as a chap who always has a nice story to tell by his contemporaries.

Arthur, or Mr. Kirkland, would already be far beyond careless hookups in the back of his car or a blue smoke filled bathroom at a club. Those were a different time that he’d look back to fondly, but now he appreciates his lover(s) sprawled out on silken sheets with a shower and a set of clean clothes in the near. Though that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t play dirty. Where’s the fun if he can’t make them beg for him and stroke his ego and some other nice big things?

Maybe a youth lacking a couple of hours or days or weeks due to severe experimentation substance abuse would lead to him sometimes needing help in form of a certain little blue pill, but there’s no shame in that, is there? Wouldn’t his pick for the night appreciate it? That he’s hard just for them? And his own pleasure of course.

His experience in the bedroom would show. There’s hardly anything new one could show him, but that isn’t needed anyway. He’d much rather take his lover by their hand and guide them, show them how to make the most out of their time. Not afraid to get his hands dirty with lube and cum or down on his knees (though not on the hardwood floor) Arthur would teach his lover a trick or two. And by the time his blood has grown hot and his cock hard he’d have them begging for the main event.

[it282828]

headers by me

[specklelouis]

[cutesoleil]

Why do you really think H bottoms. You see those muscles of him. Besides L is is very soft and petite how could HE handle H.

Babe, I appreciate that at least you were a little polite. But here goes my point, L as a bottom disgustes me, really, this kind of fic just make L as much small and delicate and so soft as possible, “he’s so small and Harry is so big, Louis needs H to protect him” and this is so disrespectful besides all the times L were objectified for his butt and height, he’s not a doll and he’s not a toy of all of you.

H bottoms is beautiful, he has those muscles, those height, but he’s soft, he’s shy around people he doesn’t know, he makes dad/mom jokes and Louis with that arms can handle Harry. H is a strong person, but with shiny eyes, gentle soul and that’s it. L is his sun, his husband that kisses softly his cheek after a hard day work, L lights up the fairy lights of their bedroom, H is the little spoon and he loves to feel the soft and strong arms that hold him.

Believe me, H bottoms is a thing that once you learn to love and respect, you will never come back to other stuff. But I really respect your opinion, I have seem good L bottom fics that respect him and at least were well written. H bottoms and L bottoms can coexist, and L bottoms fanarts are beautiful, congrats (but just this).

I can only say: search for how Harry feels about his gender, how Fine line is a song about his “two sides”, his clothing, how he acts around other men and that’s it. I don’t want to change your mind, but knowledge is never a bad thing