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holdinonto-heartache · 9 months

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Netflix And Chill

Summary: Y/N and Louis spend the day in at home together, smoking and 'watching' movies

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, smoking weed, unprotected sex, teasing, creampie, fingering, oral(m), hair pulling, biting, filth

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"C'mere, love." Louis extends his arm out to you.

You smile and look down at his hand, "What's in it for me?" You tilt your head and he smirks as he pulls a joint from his hoodie pocket.

He holds it up and raises his eyebrows as he wiggles it back and fourth between his fingers, "This good enough?"

You bite your lip and move down to him. He lights it as you lay between him and the back of the couch, resting your hand on his stomach.

"Here ya go." He puts the joint between your lips and you inhale, closing your eyes as you kiss being sober for the day goodbye.

He pulls it away and puts it back between his own. You open your eyes and take a deep breathe, "wanna watch a movie?"

Louis chuckles, "Sure, love. We can watch a movie." He grabs the remote that's next to him after you take the joint.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You ask trying not to laugh as you take another hit.

You know what it means, you just want to hear Louis say it.

"Mm." He laughs and shakes his head, "You know exactly what I mean, babe." He looks at you and leans in slowly.

Your eyes move from his lips to his eyes.

He smiles and quickly pecks your lips before taking the joint back, taking a hit before handing it back to you.

You take the last hit and lean up to set it in the ashtray, before you exhale, Louis pulls you to him and hovers his lips against yours.

You exhale the smoke into his mouth and he closes the space by kissing you. He places his hands on your cheeks, slowly deepening the kiss.

Your fingers scrunch up his hoodie and you whimper quietly.

Louis moves away, only a little bit, "You know what I mean." He smirks and chuckles as he leans back, pressing play on the movie.

You bite your cheek and nod as you slowly cuddle back into his side. He wraps his arm around you, his fingers resting gently on your hip.

When you're high, you turn into a complete slut for Louis.

And he knows that.

But as said, you just wanted to hear him say that.

You focus on his heartbeat and watch his chest rise and fall. You wanted him so bad, but after what he just did, you wanted to be petty.

You lift your hand up off his stomach and his eyes move to watch it. You move it down and slip it under his hoodie.

You feel the muscles of his bare torso flex against your touch and you bite down on your lip.

He's teasing you without even trying.

Louis one finger starts to lightly draw a circle on your hip.

You bring your one leg up and lay your thigh over his.

He loved when you laid like this on him, even when he knew you were trying to get into his pants.

He wraps his arm tighter around you, laying his hand on your waist, "You enjoying your movie?"

You giggle, "I think it's missing us passing a joint back and fourth."

"That's me girl." Louis says pulling you to him. He laughs and you can't help but smile. He reaches into his hoodie pocket and pulls out another joint.

"How many do you have in there?" You say shocked, "Fuck babe." You laugh and look up at him. He smiles and shrugs, "You've been having some bad days at work, and I just wanted to give you a nice day off."

You smile and lean in to kiss him, "Thank you."

He rolls his eyes and smiles, "Mhm."

He puts the joint between your lips and you guys get back into the cuddling position you were in before.

You bring your leg back up onto his and slip your hand onto his stomach again. His breathing hitches slightly and you smirk knowing that you're getting to him.

He brings the lighter over and carefully lights the joint between your lips. You take a hit and Louis pulls it from your lips, moving it out of the way so he can lean down and breathe in the smoke from your mouth.

Things turn spicy and Louis pulls you on top of him as he pulls you in to kiss you. It gradually turns into a make out, fast.

You moan into his mouth as you grind down onto his growing hard cock, "Need you so bad." You whimper against his lips.

You kiss back his jaw and down his neck. He take a hit of the joint holding it for a few seconds before hitting it a second time.

He gently grabs your chin, pulling you over so you can shotgun the smoke with him.

Your lips barely brushed his, you felt like you needed to kiss him. You wanted to do so many things to this man in this second you felt like you could go crazy.

He blows the smoke into your mouth and you inhale, leaning back to exhale what little smoke was left.

"You're so fuckin' hot, babe." He extends his arm out, holding it between his two fingers. You smirk slightly and lean forward as you slowly move your hips to grind on his cock.

You wrap your lips around the joint and look up at him. His eyes are locked on yours and his thoughts are also locked on to your lips being wrapped around his cock.

"What do you want, babe?" You asks as he pulls the joint back. He presses it to his lips, taking a drag as he still watches you, "I'll tell you-" he says before exhaling.

He leans up ashing in the tray before gripping your hips and sliding his hands up. He grips your shirt and lifts it slightly, "I want this to come off."

You slip your hands under his sweatshirt and gently run your nail up his sides before slipping them out.

You nod and grip his sweatshirt, "I want that too."

He empties his hoodie pocket, which contains another joint, another lighter, and his phone.

You laugh slightly as he lays it down and he looks at you with a smirk. He chuckles as he reaches behind him and pulls the sweatshirt off of his body.

You follow quickly by taking off your shirt.

You toss it down and shrug, "Now what?"

He smirks, "Your turn. Tell me what you want."

You move down and snap the waist band of his shorts, "I want these off."

He tilts his head and nods, "Same for me, love." He smirks and raises his eyebrows.

"Okay." You smirk as you stand up and turn around.

You slowly slip your leggings down over your ass, making sure you give Louis a very good view.

You feel Louis hands on your ass, pulling down your panties and letting them drop before sliding his hands to your hip.

He pulls you back onto his lap, moving his legs so you sit and lean back against his chest.

You whimper as you feel how hard he is against your back, "please." You whisper quietly and he chuckles lowly, "Do you want me to touch you?"

You nod, "I need you to touch me."

His hands slowly slides up your armsand down your chest, stopping at your boobs. He takes each one in his hand, massaging and kneading gently, "Where else, babe? Hmm?"

He kisses your neck as he pinches and pulls at your nipples. You moan and arch your back, "Here." You take his hand and pull it off your boob and move it down to your pussy, "Please touch my pussy."

Louis groans against your skin as his fingers start to circle your clit, "So, my little slut has finally decided to speak, yeah."

Louis loves when you dirty talk to him. It drives him insane, in a very, very good way.

You moan and tilt your head back more, "Shes always here for you."

Louis slides his hand from your boob to your throat and gently squeezes, "I fucking love you."

You smile and whimper slightly, "I fucking love you."

In one quick motion, he slips his fingers down and dips two of them into you. You gasp and let out a loud moan, "Fuck, yes, yes. Yes."

You clench around his fingers and turn your head towards him. He presses his lips to yours and steadily thrusts his fingers in and out of you.

It's not too fast and it's not too slow. It's the right pace and it's working very well for you so far.

"M'gonna cum." You whimper our against his lips. He slides his hand back down to your boob, pinching and pulling at your nipples.

He kisses down your neck as you tilt your head over more, "b-babe." You clench and hold around his fingers, moaning as you feel yourself being consumed by your orgasm.

"F-fuck. Fu-" you moan and pant as you come down from your high.

Louis slips out his fingers and without even thinking you reach out and grab his arm, bringing his fingers to your mouth.

Louis gasp and groans, "Shit, babe."

He watches in awe how you lick yourself from his fingers.

"Such a dirty girl." Louis whispers as he pulls his fingers from your mouth, "Spin around here, babe."

You turn around, straddling him, "Only for you." You whisper before leaning in to crash your lips onto his.

His hands slide around to your ass, squeezing as you grind down on him, causing him to groan.

You lean in and kiss him before slipping a hand between your bodies. You lay your hand his hard and restrained cock, "I want you in my throat, daddy."

"Go on then, love." Louis eggs you on, "I'm not complaining."

You bite your lip and move down his legs. You palm him though his boxers as you kiss across his stomach. His muscle flex under your touch as he groans, "You're teasing, baby."

"I know." You giggle slightly and slowly pull his boxers down, giving into him.

He lifts his hips up and once they're off, you wrap your hand around his cock licking your lips as you down, taking as much of him in as you can.

He moans and his hands finds it's rightful place on the back of your head, "Fuck.. yes.. babe. That's it." He takes a deep breathe and looked down at you, slightly dazed.

You work down, relaxing the best you can before you feel him slip into your throat, you keep yourself composed, breathing through your nose as tears we'll up in your eyes.

"Okay baby." Louis pulls your head off of him and you gasp slightly, wiping under your eyes and chin. You look up at him and he shakes his head, "I fucking love-" he pulls you over to him by your hands, "-how you look after you suck my cock."

He wraps his arms around your waist and leans in to kiss your chest and slowly works his back up your neck, leaving little marks as he goes.

You moan and tilt your head back, "Please, fuck me."

Louis nips the edge of your ear lobe, "Do it yourself." He slides a hand down to grab his cock and slides the tip against your folds.

You push your hips down, "Fuck, yes. Okay."

He loosens his arm and allows you to move into a more comfortable starting position. You lean back, laying on hand on his shin and the only holding the back of the couch.

Louis licks his lips and takes a second to admire you're soaked pussy.

"You have got such a pretty pussy, babe." He slowly thrusts his hips, rubbing his cock against you, "You're soaked, love. Shit."

You whimper and Louis chuckles, "Got my cock wet without even being in ya." He slips his cock inside of you, moaning as your walls clench around him.

You gasp slightly, moaning quickly after, "Shit, yes daddy, fuck." You start to move your hips, pushing them as far down as you can.

You bring your hand from his shin and place it on his chest. He grabs your other one and lays it over his shoulder as he sits up, moving back to sit up more.

You grip his shoulder and the back of the couch as you start bouncing, moaning and whimpering out his name over and over again.

"Feels so fuckin' good, babe." Louis moans lowly in your ear, "Makes me want to cum already, fuck and we just started.

You smirk and turn your head, meeting his lips with yours.

He slides a hand up, pressing it firmly against the center of your back as he gently wraps his hand around your neck.

You start to grind your hips, whimpering as you squeeze his cock, "m'so close, daddy." You whisper as you slide a hand up his back, tangling your fingers into the hair at the nape of his back.

You open your eyes and you spot the last joint sitting on the cushion. You smirk and lean over to grab it, placing it between your lips.

Louis already has the lighter ready for you.

It's a love language. No matter where your are, cigarettes, joints, anything that you need lit, he lights.

You shake your hair out of the way and lean into the flame. He tosses the lighter onto the couch and lays his hands on your hips.

You place it between his lips and he takes a hit without breaking eye contact with you. You exhale and start to move your hips again, moaning as you sink all the way down.

Louis pulls you to him, blowing the smoke into your mouth and you breathe it in.

You take the joint from his grasp and lean back holding onto the back of the couch again, which gives him the full view of his cock sliding in and out of you.

"Jesus Christ." He groans, "You such a fuckin' dream, y/n."

You smile and exhale the smoke, closing your eyes as you extend your arm out. He takes it slowly, laying a hand on your knee.

You open your eyes and look at him as you slowly slide up and down on his cock, your orgasm coming back quickly, "I'm so close." You whine, "Fuck."

"Need some help?" Louis sits up and wraps his arm around your back, "Lay down, babe. I'll take care of ya."

You move and lay on the couch, taking the joint as Louis moves into his new position. He gets between your legs and you instantly wrap them around his waist,

You take a puff, inhaling loudly as he slips his cock back into you. He tilts his head and groans, "Fuck, I'm not going to be able to hold it much longer babe."

You nod and hold the joint up for him to take the last hit as you exhale, "Okay." You smile up at him and he put the dead joint in the ashtray.

He leans down, blowing the smoke into your mouth as he starts to thrust. You try to keep focus on inhaling but you can help it, you moan and arch your back up off the couch.

"Fuck, daddy." You whine and look up at him.

"Feel good, Mm?" Louis brushes hair from your face as he pushes his cock deeper with each thrust, "you feel-" he leans and kisses you, moaning into your mouth, "fuckin' incredible."

You wrap your arm around his shoulder, laying a hand on his cheek as you deepen the kiss.

He slides his hand down to your waist, fingers pulling at your skin as you both moan into each other.

"M'gonna cum.. fuck." Louis groans as he rests his forehead on yours. You slide a hand down, pressing your fingers to your clit.

You moan at the added pleasure and clench Louis' cock, "Right there." You moan out as Louis pounds into you.

Within minutes, you're orgasming at the same time, clinging to each other like your life depends on it.

"I love you." Louis whispers quietly against your lips.

You smile, "and I love you."

He presses his lips to yours and sits up, pulling out as he looks around, "um."

"Just use my shirt, I'll wash it later." You reach down and grab it for him. You go to the bathroom and then grab a clean shirt and panties before going back out to Louis.

You guys get settled in, all nice and cozy, "Now.. can we actually watch this movie?" Louis look down at you with a cheeky smirk.

"Yeah, that's if you don't start anything this time." You lay your hand on his bare stomach and he tilts his head, "This is how it all started last time."

He tsks his tongue and you smirk up at him, "Why do you think I'm doing it again?"

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Hi hello! I know it's been a little while since the last Louis one shot so I just wanted go say thank you for being so so patient with me! I hope it was worth the wait! <3

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1d1195 · 11 months

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daaydreamy · 10 months

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wait stop omg sub louis and hes just screaming and sobbing into the pillow 🥹 yn wont stop fucking him even after hes been overstimulated 🥹 and shes just fucking him until he passes out 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹��🥹🥹

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summary: y/n and louis come back home after hanging out with friends.

warnings: coarse language, smut, pegging, overstimulation, pain kink, passing out (?)

pairing: louis tomlinson x fem!reader

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Louis had been teasing Y/N all night.

Ever since they sat down across their friends, drinking beers and chatting with everybody, Louis never took his hands off of her. He’d keep one of his hands under the table, dancing the tips of his fingers along Y/N’s soft thighs, sometimes pushing her dress up a little to get his hand under it. He only ever toyed with the waistband of her underwear, running his fingers along her groin.

He’d do it so nonchalantly too, chatting and laughing with their friends as if he wasn’t touching her under the table, using his other hand to take swigs of his beer.

•••

Louis whimpered weakly as the grip he had on the sheets slowly loosened more and more, gasping wetly and letting his back arch upwards whenever Y/N nudged at that spot in him that made him tremble at this point. His hair had gone all frizzy from sweat and his face was completely flushed, his body gleeming under the warm light of the lamp beside them. He was so sensitive, so fucked-out at that point that it felt like he was in a dream, like everything was all hazy and he never wanted it to stop.

His face was buried in his pillow and it was all wet with all the tears that spilled from his eyes and the drool he couldn’t stop from dripping off of his lower lip, barely even hanging onto threads of consciousness. His throat had gone all raspy from the whining and sobs.

“Wanna… wanna turn over.” He turned his head a little as an attempt to look back at Y/N. She let him lie on his back, watching his back immediately arch up and his hands scrambling for the sheets when she pushed her strap back into him, making him press his head back against his pillow, gasping shakily.

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say-narry · 1 year

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Christmas' gift

Author's Note: English isn’t my first language. Hope you all like it. Please, give me your opinion with a reblog, fav or a note in my askbox :) Any bad comment about Tomlinson's familly will be ignored and blocked.

Pairing: louis!husband x reader!wife

Word count: 2k

warnings: explicit sex, unprotected sex (don’t do that!), curse words.

"He just fell asleep." I mumbled, watching Freddie snore on top of me.

It was Christmas Eve and Louis' birthday. We were in Doncaster at Lottie's house. The Tomlinson family decided to have the party here this year, since last year it had been at our house.

Everyone was talking soon after following their traditions like wearing matching pajamas, eating cookies and giving presents to the children.

They are the family I never had, I just love being a part of it.

"I thought he would be running back and forth all night." Louis commented as he finished his beer.

His fingers stroking his son's soft hair, Freddie's arms squeezed me even tighter as he placed his face just above my breasts.

As big as the boy was now, in family moments and away from it all, he was Daddy's baby… and mine too.

Since I had started my relationship with Louis a few years ago, Freddie and I had gotten along well, and when he spent time with us, he would get sly, but not in a bad way; he loved being the center of his father's attention.

I didn't judge, because I knew how hard it was to have to share his father with the rest of the world much of the time.

"He ate a lot of candy, but the search for Santa Claus tired him out for sure."

"The search and the jealousy." Louis left a kiss on the boy's head and one on my cheek.

Louis was sitting facing me on the couch, Lottie was nursing Lucky in one of the armchairs next to us, the twins had put Ernest and Doris to sleep and were now looking over the pictures they would be posting. Mark and Lewis were chatting about golf while finishing their drinks.

"Jealous?" I asked.

"Of the cousin. Of you with his cousin. Of his cousin with me." Louis commented and arched his eyebrows as if it were obvious.

I shifted my gaze between him and Lottie, who nodded and pointed at Lucky.

"Really? I didn't realize that… I was so excited to see you all with the presents, eating the birthday cake, that I didn't pay attention."

"When you were holding Lucky on your lap, Freddie even put down the toy and closed his face like my brother." Lottie replied, and I grimaced.

"I didn't really notice, I thought he had gotten used to not being our only baby… But about him closing his face in jealousy, I thought it was a natural thing for the Tomlinsons."

I winked at my sister-in-law, who laughed softly, and Louis gave me the finger.

"Sorry, luv. Force of habit."

I laughed, agreeing and straightening my entitlement.

We said goodbye to the people who were still awake, Freddie was still on my lap, his arms wrapped around my neck and his legs wrapped around my waist.

I slowly opened the bedroom door since Doris and Ernest were already asleep there.

I laid the little boy down on the bed and covered him, leaving a little kiss on his head. Louis followed my footsteps.

I walked past my younger brothers-in-law and also laid out the blankets.

I went to my room and then to the bathroom, brushing my teeth. Louis accompanied me while I looked at the pictures the twins had sent in the family group on Messages.

I put on thicker, more comfortable pajamas because the snowfall that night would be intense.

As I pulled my sweater into my arms, I felt cold and slightly clammy hands run up my ribs and across my belly.

"Another birthday gift, huh?" I heard Louis let out a slutty chuckle as one hand reached into my panties and the other squeezed one of my boobies.

I closed my eyes and lowered my arms. I spread my legs a little and felt Louis's fingers lightly massage my spot.

"Baby… I already gave you your b-birthday gift". I purred as I felt Louis's hardened cock rubbing behind me.

"Please, baby? Uh?" It was Louis's turn to purr, his kisses being distributed over my neck.

A breeze hit us, making my whole body shiver with cold and as a pop in my head, I opened my eyes and closed my legs again.

I stretched out my arms and put on the dark sweater that Lottie had given me.

I turned to face Louis and noticed his dilated pupils and only a thin blue circle of his irises around them.

I looked down quickly and Louis was still excited and the mark on his sweatpants showed this.

"Will you refuse to make love to me, Y/n?" Louis's hands were still on my hips, his tone of voice indignant. "On my birthday?"

“Technically, it's Jesus' birthday, yours was yesterday.” I threw my arms around the side of Louis' neck and stared at him with an arched right eyebrow.

Louis gave his famous cute smile that his fanbase went crazy for when he did, but I was sure he was thinking of a very good answer, and I knew he wouldn't be shaken by my joke.

I stood on my tiptoes and blew him a kiss, trying to wipe the smile off his face, and it worked.

Louis deepened the kiss and I sighed, felt one of his hands hold my face while his body pushed mine to the bed. We stumbled along, kissing and laughing. I jumped up and sat down on the huge bed in the room, Louis stood between my legs and stretched out on top of me keeping his arms like braces.

"All right, luv, let's go to sleep." Another kiss was given and Louis got off me.

Again, I arched my eyebrow, had he given up easily? Very strange.

Louis hit the switch and only the lamps, one on each side of the bed, lit up the room.

I straightened up in bed, still suspicious that he had given up. I folded the sheet so that Louis could cover himself more easily.

By the shadows and the movement on the bed, it didn't take long for my husband to join me. I decided to speed up the process and took off my pants and panties, leaving only my sweater. I turned sideways, anxious to see Louis' reaction and to my relief, he hugged me and begin be the big spoon.

He covered us and it was possible to hear only our breathing and the wind rushing against the windows. I could still feel Louis' dick against my ass and now somehow, I too was aroused.

"My love…" I swung my ass against Louis's dick, who let out a heavy sigh.

"You're wet aren't you, darling?" Louis's voice was hoarse, and his hand grabbed my hip and helped me move against him.

I just nodded even though the light was dim. Louis's hand left my hip and reached under my sweater, his fingers playing with my nipples hardened by the cold and excitement.

"I know you are, my love, no need to answer. Does my naughty girl need me now?" Louis's lips, which were very close to my ear, were now distributing kisses down my neck again, making me involuntarily close my eyes.

Still on my side, Louis patted my hip twice quickly as a signal for me to stop. His lips were still on my neck, but I could feel a movement behind me, surely it was Louis getting rid of the bottom of my sweatshirt.

"Be a good girl and spread your legs a little, will you?" Louis asked and I obeyed, feeling his cock invade and stretch my inner walls. His cock being enveloped in my pussy was simply too tasty.

The delicious sensation made me pull back the comforter that covered us, a way to fill my embrace since Louis was behind me and also, a way to muffle the moans caused by the good feeling of having him inside me.

"F-feel so good, baby... Your d-dick is too big and warm…"

Louis's arm tightened even more around my waist at my comment, his chest pressed against my back and his hips slamming relentlessly against me.

"You like it, don't you? Do you like being filled with my cock?" I felt my neck sweat with Louis's sighs and kisses, and I quickly agreed. "I want to fill you up, y/n… Can I cum inside? Will you be my baby's mommy?"

A great shiver ran through my entire body, the sensation was so overwhelming that I didn't think much of it other than to agree. I had been on birth control forever, but we had been married for a few years, and surely seeing Lottie's baby had awakened that in Louis.

"Answer me, luv!" - Louis unstroked his thrusts and I rolled my eyes, he was pounding against me slowly and torturously. "Uh? You're going to look so beautiful pregnant with our baby, I'm going to be the happiest man in the world."

"Yes, baby… A-anything that you want but just... more faster, please" I whimpered a little louder as I felt one of Louis's hands leave my hips, spread my legs a little, and begin to stroke my clit with his fingertips.

His fingers circled my sensitive spot, my raised leg trembled, Louis put his arm which was resting on the bed, underneath me and his hand gripped my neck, squeezing it a little.

My eyes closed tightly, loving the mixture of sensations. My fingernails brushed the comforter as my body rippled against Louis'. His low moans made me want to cry with pleasure. I felt my inner muscles tighten against Louis' cock, my body trembling with excitement, now I was hotter than ever.

Two or three more strokes in, Louis let out a long moan in my ear and I felt his hips go into spasms, soon the hot thick liquid was shooting inside me.

Louis' fingers stopped for a few seconds and then went back to work. "Come for me, baby, come on my cock? Yeah?"

I bit my lips as I felt a tremor in the pit of my stomach and the sensation of relaxation rebound against my senses.

"My good girl…" Louis was still inside me and didn't seem to want to come out anytime soon. I laid my head against him, my vision was a little blurry but I would get over it. We were both panting. "So beautiful, so mine… I love you so much…"

"Too hot, baby…" My body was limp and my senses were messed up.

Louis seemed to understand and helped me take off my sweater, my body shivered again due to the room temperature that was hot, but not as hot as my body.

I let out a long sigh feeling Louis disconnect us, it was a strange feeling, literally an emptiness inside me. He pulled the thick blankets over us. I could feel our liquids leaking out of me, but I definitely didn't have the strength to clean up right now, I just wanted to be as close to my husband as possible.

"Lou…" I groaned "Will you stay here? Please?"

"Of course, my love. I'm only covering us because I don't want the mother of my baby to catch a cold."

Louis hugged me again from behind, I snuggled into him feeling the yeast coming from his body, a smile was born on my face as I imagined another baby in the family.

"Do you really want to have a baby with me?" I turned my face away trying to look at him even in the dim light.

Even though we were already married, I was still a little insecure. Louis was traveling all the time, obviously a lot of people want him too.

"Everyone you want to have with me, baby. It's going to be my early Christmas present next year!” He kissed the tip of my nose, "But, you'll have to help with Mr. Jealousy."

I let out a chuckle, nodding my head in agreement.

"Don't talk that way about our boy, I'm sure he'll make a great big brother."

"Yes, just kidding." Louis gave me that cute smile again, and I stroked his hair and turned to face him, sandwiching my face between his shoulder and neck. "Merry Christmas, darling."

"Merry Christmas, my love. And happy birthday, again."

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multifandomworldsposts · 7 months

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Day 17 of Kinktober: Wearing Lingerie For Louis Tomlinson

Pairing: Louis Tomlinson x fem!reader

Warning: Makkng Out, Protected Sex

Y/N’s POV

It’s been a year since I haven’t seen Louis because of his tour and everything. So I went to Victoria’s Secret to get some stuff for myself, some perfume maybe, or maybe lingerie. I got a black lace lingerie, I think Louis is going to like it.

I get back home to see Louis’s bag in the living room, I have to hide my new lingerie so he can’t see it.

“Love?” I hear Louis’ voice in the kitchen.

I drop my shopping bags on the floor, walk into the kitchen, and see Louis sitting at our kitchen table. We both came up to each other and hugged each other really tightly.

"I missed you," I say still hugging Louis.

"I missed you too." He says kissing my head.

"I got something," I say letting go of Louis.

"What is it?" Louis asks.

“New lingerie.” I smile.

“Can I see?” He says wrapping his arms around my waist.

“You want me to put it on or just show you?” I ask.

“Put it on.” He smirks.

I smile and go to my Victoria’s Secret bag and got my lingerie out and I went to our restroom and I get into the lingerie, I look good in it to be honest here, I hope Louis loves this. I walk out and found Louis sitting on our couch, he sees me, I can tell he’s in love with the lingerie.

“Do you like it?” I question.

“I love it.” He smiles.

I think I’m blushing, this is why I love him.

I walk towards him to straddle his lap, I start to kiss his neck, I can hear him moan a bit. I wrap my arms around him, he positions me on the couch and gently gets on me. I make his face get closer to my face so I can kiss him.

After being on the couch making out, Louis takes us to our bedroom and he takes my lingerie off and takes his clothes off. He gets a condom and puts it on his dick. I missed him so much. He begins to go in and out of me, I scratch his back and he goes faster which makes me scream I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel him giving me hickeys which it makes me go crazy whenever he does that.

After our love session, we’re on the bed heavy breathing.

“Louis, I missed you so much.” I look at him.

“I missed you to, that lingerie, you should wear it more often.” He smirks.

“But what if you’re not here?”

“Facetime me, that’s what I’ll do.”

I giggle. I know eventually he’ll go back on tour but I think I need to take some pictures of myself with the lingerie on so he can have them and think of me.

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1d-oned-1d · 1 year

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THUNDERSTORMS

for everyone's notice, this is my first time writing smut, soo please bear with me and tell me how I can improve.

warning:- kinky shit, smut, a whole lot of filthy hot smut.

pairing:- Y/N and Louis Tomlinson

inspired by his outfit at his documentary premiere. also don't mind me I'm horny as fuck atm and DO NOT JUDGE ME FFS.

summary:- y/n has a fear of thunderstorms. they're in the car and things get a little too steamy.

I slightly woke up because of thirst and irritating clothes when I heard our driver converse with sun.

"Sir it's raining heavily and the car is stuck in the puddle, extremely sorry sir I'll just go and try to fetch a car for you and ma'am." the driver opened and shut the door. I whimpered as I heard another thundering voice. I slightly opened my eyes to see sun on his phone but then closed it back because of my sleepy mind. I was in that phase where you could listen to everything going on in your surroundings but even lifting a finger was too much of a work. The door opened again.

"Sir I found a car but it's only available for one person and it's going back to the city." He explained. There was a bit of silence until sun spoke up.

"Ok no problem, you might be having kids and wife waiting for you at home and worried, take the ride and head back." As sun completed the sentence, the driver gasped. I don't what made his gasp, probably him getting to go back to his family.

"Thank you so much sir, thank you so much, when I reach there I'll send another car for you." The driver exclaimed.

"Oh no need, we have already covered 3/4 of the ride home, I'll just a call an uber." sun explained.

"Are you sure sir?"

"Very sure, now go before your ride takes off." Sun chuckled, with one last thank you and a smash of the door, driver was on his way to his home.

"Shit! there's no network, looks like we'll have to stay here for the night." sun cursed under his breath. I whimpered again as I heard that, staying here was no problem, but staying in here with these heck of a clothes and with me being thirsty was a problem to me and not to mention thunderstorm. Sun picked me up and cradled me in his lap, brushing my hair out of the way to get a better look at my face but instead I snuggled my face into his neck.

"What's the matter darling?" He asked but I had no power to vocalize my issues, so instead I let him continue on what he was doing, that is asking questions.

"Is it because we're spending the night here?" He asked but got no reply

"Cold weather?" He asked again only to be met with silence and I shifted again in his lap trying to adjust my collar of the shirt.

"are you thirsty? are the clothes irritating you?" He questioned once again but this time I meekly nodded in his neck. He bent forward with me in his lap and put a water bottle in between my lips.

"Come on darling sip it." as he said, I started sipping it, soon enough quenching my thirst. He pulled away the sipper from my lips and bent again. What is wrong with this shirt aah! I tried shift again only to be stopped this time with sun's hands firm grip on my waist.

"Oh it's ok babygirl let daddy change you into his tshirt." He rasped and I was shocked by the change of his mood. While I was on his lap he shuffled below me for a while, only to make me feel his skin, meaning he probably removed his tshirt. With somehow collecting some power left in me I tried to unbotton my shirt.

"No babygirl, daddy will do it, just go back to sleep." He stopped my hands movement and set it in my lap, slowly himself working on my shirt. He was painfully slow while unbottoning my shirt but thankfully he shrugged it off me. I was ready for him to put his shirt on me but instead I felt his one hand on my waist and the other hand on my face as he kissed me. I returned the kiss and he moved his lips down to my jaw, the spot below my ear to finally the sweet spot on my neck making me arch my back and moan out his name.

"Sunn." I breathlessly moaned, he squeezed my waist harshly and marked my neck. He moved down to my cleavage and roughly marked me there too.

"It's daddy to you, you like it don't you when daddy plays with you, do you want me to play with you babygirl?" He rasped and went to unclasp my bra but I stopped him.

"Yes daddy I want you to play with me but I'm very sleepy." I moved his hands to my waist and shifted closer to him.

"Babygirl I'm not asking you to stay awake, you can sleep and let daddy play with you for a little while."

"No daddy I want to sleep, I want to sleep with you, you can play tomorrow." I spoke as I started feeling hazy in my mind.

"Princess I'll sleep with you, just let me play for a little while, and you don't want to make daddy angry do you?" He slipped his hands in my skirt and underwear and squeezed my bum, kneading it.

"No daddy I want to sleep, you're being an arse." My eyes shot open as I finished my sentence. One thing that daddy made crystal clear was, I was never supposed to curse or else he'll punish me.

"Okay enough, up and strip." He growled removing his hands from my skirt. "Now" he slapped the skin on my back when I didn't try to move even a little bit. I shifted from his lap and quickly removed the pieces of clothing which were left on me while he was watching me like a hawk watching his prey.

"On my shoulder." He roared making me whimper. Usually he would bend me over his knees if I was being bratty but when he meant over his shoulder it meant I was in serious trouble.

"I'm sorry daddy, I promise I'll never say a bad word again and you can play with me as you like."

"Did I ask you about your opinion my little slut?" he asked making me shake my head but all he did was raise his eyebrow at me.

"No d-daddy." I stuttered. I better use my words if I don't want to get in anymore trouble.

"Good now on my shoulder."

"Yes Daddy." I nodded and stood on the seat with my knees on the either side of his legs as he slid down a little to come face to face with my boobs. He further pushed his head in my chest and started licking in between both my breasts as he spanked my backside making me moan and clutch his shoulders for leverage.

"You like it don't you, you little whore. How I wish I could see your face while I punished you, I wish we were in our room." he mumbled, suddenly moving away from me and started fumbling with his mobile. In our room all you'll find is couple of mirrors, so he can see me no matter what he's doing. He set his phone somewhere in the car giving me my phone where I can see myself but the volume was on mute, he facetimed himself?!

"Daddy has two punishments for you, you'll count till 10 as daddy spanks you ok?" He demanded making me nod. "I can't hear you?"

"Yes daddy, are you recording me?" I whispered, I was never actually comfortable with the idea of him recording me.

"That was the second punishment for you but you have option, daddy won't record you, if you don't feel comfortable babygurl." He sucked on my nipples making my head fall backwards and my eyes roll in pleasure, digging my nails into his shoulder.

"Are you upset with me daddy?" I asked with a very low voice.

"Yes baby girl, very." He bit on my nipple making them hard as ever and me whine for mercy.

"Then you can record daddy."

"Are you sure princess?" He asked.

"Yes daddy." I confirmed. He quickly took my phone from my hand and handed me in a minute or two, and I noticed the screen recording was on. he bent forward taking his phone to do the same thing and set back in it's place within seconds. Once again I was visible on my screen and he spanked me harshly catching me off guard.

"One." I whimpered, I could already feel myself getting wet and dripping down the thighs. I was ready for another hit but it never came instead he trailed his finger along my slit, making me lose my mind and arch my back only burying his face more into my breasts, that made him groan. I expected him to slip his finger in my entrance but he spanked me hard once again.

"Two." I moaned and he continued his torture on me by sucking on my breasts and spanking both my ass cheeks one after the other giving me no time to breathe.

"Three four." I gasped for air, he removed my right breast from his mouth, not before taking my left breast in his mouth and biting it harshly.

"doing so good for daddy, my little whore, I'll think I'll move it to twenty for you since you're enjoying it." He moaned in my breasts.

"No daddy I'm so sorry." I whimpered but only to be met by another sharp slap of his on my backside. "Five" I counted. Soon enough 20, moved to 30 which further moved to 50. I had tears running down my face as I couldn't control anymore of his teasing, I just wanted his fingers and him inside me.

"Please daddy please." I requested as he pinched my bud roughly.

"aww just look at your red little glistening pussy, so red , please what baby?" He slapped my breasts, squeezing it harshly and kneading it.

"your fingers, I want your fingers inside me daddy, I want you inside me daddy." I moaned breathlessly, not being able to contain the euphoric feeling as he started running circles on my core in an extremely fast pace.

"You like it don't you, getting punished, getting spanked, so wet from all this, such a filthy little slut, like this baby?" He cockily asked as he pushed two fingers in me and started pumping in and out. Unconciously I tried to close my legs and I guess he noticed it because he further spread his knees which in turn spreaded mine and made me squirm while he continued pumping his fingers in me.

"Don't squirm, once again try to close your legs and I will stop" He roared as he started scissoring inside me with his fingers, not helping with the squirming at all, only getting me to squirm more and trying to close my legs.

"I said don't squirm you whore and what is that? you tried to close your legs." He growled taking out his fingers and spreading his legs to spread my legs even wider and a burning sensation erupted in my core from being streched out too much making me whimper.

"Please daddy I'm sorry, please I want your fingers inside me, please I promise I won't try to close my legs but it's really difficult to keep it open." I begged him to just put his fingers inside me and fuck me.

"You've really turned bratty you know, sorry babygurl but you'll be punished really hard this time. Not listening to daddy at all." He threatened. spreading his legs even more resulting me to cry his name out loud. He picked his coat and started rummaging through it, finally taking out his tie. Why does he even have a tie if he was wearing tshirt and a coat. He took the tie and tied it around my eyes like a blindfold making me arch my back repeatedly as he took my breast in his mouth. since my eyesight was closed off my ears perked up and I heard him shuffle around, he took phone from my hand and held both my hands behind my back tying it with a soft material, which now I guess was my underwear. He sat me down on the seat sideways, my back against his side and he pulled my knees to my chest. I was wondering what he was going to do when I heard the window descending and me getting wet from rain which was very harsh on my core, with every ounce of patience I tried not to squirm. Thankfully soon enough the window ascended up.

"Now listen to me babygirl, I'm gonna eat you out but before you're going to cum, you have to ask me okay?" He whispered in my ear, I nodded earning another slap on my core.

"Yes daddy." I moaned as he started rubbing circles on my clit once again. He shifted me away from him, lying me down on the seat to open my legs wide for himself.

"Oh so wet from me doll, I'm gonna eat you out so nicely." I could hear his smirk. He pinched my nipple with his thumb and forefinger and bit on my bud harshly, he entered in me with his tongue, lapping again and again in my walls, I locked my ankles behind his neck pushing him deep in me. I never knew how long somebody's finger could be until he entered his fingers in me straightaway hitting my g-spot making me a moaning mess below him. His tongue and fingers working ruthlessly in me until I felt a pressure in my lower abdomen making me pant.

"Daddy!" my eyes rolled back, not knowing anything while he curled his fingers in me removing his mouth from my core to attack my breasts, just increasing the pressure a lot more.

"Oh how daddy loves your breasts darling, so soft, wish I could have them in my mouth all day, you know how hard it is to resist myself when I see you like this under my control, all tied up, just waiting for daddy to pound into his little whore pussy." he kneaded one of my breasts as he sucked on the other one all while fingering me, sending my mind into a frenzy state.

"You feel the pressure in your stomach baby? that means you're going to cum" His voice dangerously calm but I knew he was onto something devilish.

"Yes daddy I feel it, I'm going to cum daddy." I moaned, the pressure growing even more when he scissored again inside me but suddenly everything stopped, his hands, his mouth, everything, leaving me frustrated and whining.

"Oh babygurl didn't think I'll let you cum this easily did you?" He laughed, holding my thighs apart to constraint me from creating any friction between them. Few minutes after the pressure in my stomach subsided and I was left horny, juices dripping to my thigh, he turned me around, my ass in the air, face squished into the leather seat and started eating me out, his hands never leaving my breasts. After a few more minutes of torturing I could feel a little pressure again in my stomach. He removed his tongue from me and pulled my ass cheeks apart, licking between them as I shoved my ass into his face for anything more he could do, which resulted in him licking my hole recklessly. He once again removed his face and pulled me towards him by squeezing my neck and jaw from the front.

"How are you doing babygurl, any pressure down here?" He asked, removing his hand from my neck and moving it further south to my core and inserting three fingers in me harshly, pumping at a very high pace while marking my neck.

"Yes daddy yes, I'm going to come daddy." I whined, pushing myself further more into his chest. He removed all three fingers from inside me only to push them in me again. I was gasping for air, as his pace increased even more than before. How is that even possible?

"daddy I'm going to cum, can I cum please?" I pleaded. My breasts bouncing with the movement in between my legs.

"hold on doll, I'm still not done with my pussy, and if you dare cum, things will only worsen." he curled his fingers in me, hitting my g-spot again and again, pressure building in my stomach reaching it's peak as I cum moaning daddy's name, my thighs trembling and my head fell backwards on daddy's shoulder. I knew he purposely did this because he wanted me to cum to increase my punishment.

"You didn't listen to daddy, daddy's going to pound in his hole and make you cum again and again until he's not done with you, ought to teach you some manners." he growled. He set me against the seat and I heard his belt clunk and his zipper moving meaning now he was going to fuck me senseless until I see stars. He undid his tie and my panties from around my eyes and hands. When I turned to him, he only smirked. I was beyond scared and excited for what coming next.

"Out!" He demanded and I sat their confused. "out of the car my cute little whore" He opened the door ushering me out. It was still raining heavily making me shiver. I stood there getting wet before his further instructions.

"On the car's hood baby." He got out after 10 mins or so with his belt and tie in hands. I quickly shuffled infront of the car to see him already on the boot, giving himself a few pumps. "Come on move your ass quickly." He demanded. I climbed onto the car and sat beside him.

"On my dick baby." He held his dick and aligned himself with me. "Sit down baby." He cooed but I knew very well the devil was soon going to unleash. I sit down on him and tried to keep my legs in between so he couldn't spread it but unluckily he caught on and set my knees on the either side of his knees spreading wide open until I cried out loud and held onto him once again.

"Oh baby I know, it's ok." He hushed and picked his belt and tie and tied my ankles with his legs only spreading them further, making me shout in pain.

"Ride me baby, I wanna feel your bouncing tits on my face." He kept a hand on my waist stimulating me to ride him. He started agonizingly slow, grinding me on him every now and then, making me go mad and loose my common sense.

"Faster daddy, faster." I moaned making him groan, he spread his legs further, taking mine with his too. "aahh daddy no." I whined and he held my waist and started making me ride him faster. He spanked me, only increasing the pressure while my breast in his mouth.

"daddy I'm gonna cum." I started nearing my third orgasm of the day, afraid to be denied.

"Cum baby cum, you're not gonna stop cumming until I'm gonna cum, oh god how I wished I could record you." he groaned. I felt my walls squeezing him, making him throw his head back, his nails digging into my waist, my legs started trembling and I released. Just as I released he picked up his pace and streched his legs, it felt like I could rip apart anytime from being this wide open. I felt the pressure build again it was not minutes before I released again. He quickly untied both our legs and rolled us over. He pounded in me remorselessly with rain having no mercy either. I needed something to hold on, so I held onto his back, surely leaving scratches there. Only thing that could be heard in the moment was us moaning, skin slapping against each other and rain, as I came down from another high. God! sometimes how much I hate his self control, he could last for hours and he did. I released about countless times but he was still nowhere near.

"Please daddy I'm so sorry, please cum daddy." I whined and he pounded into my overly sensitive clit. Once again I released, shrieking, but this time I was not the only one, daddy released too. He filled me with his cum as he rested his head on my shoulder while I pushed out his wet hair from his eyes. He pulled out of me and rested on his side pulling me close to his chest. after a few more minutes of resting on the hood of the car, he got down, and picked me up bridal style and headed inside the car. I winced as he set me down, laying me on the seat and quickly got in.

"You did so good princess, so good for daddy." He kissed me on the lips and picked up my shirt. He started cleaning me, he cleaned my face, jaw, neck moving to my breasts doing nothing sensual but cleaning me and then moving to lower part. He cleaned between my legs as I could feel his breath on my core, he left a quick kiss there and moved down further cleaning my legs. He again held me up as he dressed me into his tshirt and underwear when I winced.

"What is it babygirl?" He asked taking his hands in mine.

"It's paining down there." I muttered looking down.

"So sorry princess must be really sensitive." He laid me down, removed my panties and blew some air on my pussy making me shudder and close my legs.

"It's ok baby I'm just gonna blow some air so it feels good." He opened my legs and blew on my pussy for a couple of minutes before closing my legs and letting me rest.

He quickly dried himself up, wore his boxers and laid himself on me, only to flip us, so now I was on top with my face in the crook of his neck as he held me closer to him with his hand rubbing my back.

"I'm sorry if I was too hard on you baby." daddy whispered from below me.

"It's fine daddy." I replied and kissed him on his neck because it was closest to me.

"Couldn't help it darling, all night you were looking so pretty, all I wanted to do was show you how pretty you were." He mumbled against my lips, making me turn beet red and burst out giggling. "My cute little babygirl." He kissed me on the lips and then my forehead. Feeling content in each others arms we fell asleep.

I told you I wasn't lying when I said it was kinky shit.

Requests are open if you want anything specific, I write oned smut so yeah.

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louistomlinsonswhore · 7 months

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Saw you said you would write, I don't know if you are up for requests but If so then a filthy spicey one with reader×Louis×Andrew(Louis' opener on tour) would be Something to enjoy

《I would love to! I am 100% taking requests, i work best when i have people telling me what to write. I am definitely a follower, i could never be a leader.》

The drummer, the opener, and the music man.

Rating : Smut. Filthy. Nasty.

Summery : louis gets his opener and drummer high, but little does he know, their both horny highs.

Warnings : 18+ !!! Weed, sub (andrew) x sub (y/n) x dom (louis) , co-worker x co-worker x boss (technically), choking, smacking, edging, humiliation(if you squint really really hard), teasing, fingering, hair pulling, biting, creampie

Music -

Started with : habit - louis tomlinson

Ended with : always you - louis tomlinson

Its 3:00 am, and you guys just finished a show. You guys where in louis' hotel room, you and andrew on the couch while louis was on the bed relaxing. "Have you guys ever smoked weed?" Louis asks, as he pulled his tray out of his suit case, presumably to roll a joint. "yeah." You say, tucking your knees into your chest while rolling down the legs of your sweatpants. "I've never." Andrew mumbles embarrassed, and you giggle, shoving him with your foot lightly. "Ya wanna smoke with me?" Louis asks as he starts rolling the joint. "Sure!" You say, which convinces andrew to smoke as well, because he joins you on moving to sitting in front of louis. Once he finishes rolling, he lights the joint, puffing it and passing it to you. After a couple of passes, andrew starts shifting uncomfortably, which is quickly noticed by louis. "You ok, man?" Louis asks worriedly, and andrew nods quickly, his cheeks burning red with embarrassment. You three finish the joint, you finally realize why andrew was so uncomfortable, but it was too late. Your core was throbbing and it didn't help that andrew obviously had a boner. "You guys alright?" Louis asks obliviously, and andrew nods, though his face doesn't show it. After a couple seconds, louis's eyes move from andrews face to his buldge, and he smirks. He stands up, leaning in between the two of you from behind. "its not nice to lie, you two." He grumbles, his grin obvious from his tone. "Both of you strip. I want you in your underwear and bra and at the top of the bed when i get back." He says, standing up to go lock the door. You both scatter of the bed, undressing quickly before climbing back on the bed, your backs against the headboard. "Obedient little fucks." He says, his voice low and his eyes dark. You whimper softly, smoothing your hands over your thighs. "Y/n. Underwear off." Louis demands, pulling andrew by the arm so his head is in between your thighs. Louis doesn't waste time pressing andrews mouth to your core, you hands quickly moving to andrews hair to tug on his short brown locks. Louis moves to boxing in andrews body as he kisses down his neck, than his back. "Doing so good..making her feel so nice." Louis coos, massaging andrews hips softly. "Ah!" You moan, pushing andrews head closer. "Don't hurt our boy, love..." louis says sweetly, before moving andrews head back just slightly, and moving up to kiss you. He kisses you lips lightly, licking your bottom lip, as if to instruct you to open your mouth, which you do. He slips his tounge in, his hand moving from your hip to unclipping your bra. He slides your bra off, moving your hands off andrews head so its off all the way. "There ya go, pretty girl. Your both doing so well. Handling each other so well." Louis mumbles, kissing your tits as he massages andrews head from all the hair pulling. "Andrew. Boxers love." Lou pulls andrews head away from you, as you lightly whimper from loss of contact. "Calm down, pup, you'll be fine." He says, pulling you onto his lap so you straddle him. You lightly grip at his shirt, and he smiles softly, pulling it off. Andrew crawls back on the bed and louis moves you from straddling him to you straddling andrew, your back against his chest. Andrews cock lightly brushed against your cunt, you head falling back on his shoulder as you bite his neck to silence you moans. "Go ahead andrew. Slip in, baby." Louis says, lightly pump andrew. Andrew slowly slides in, your breath picking up even more. Louis slips his jeans off, leaving him in just his boxers as he reaches for your hand and places it around his dick. "Good girl." He moans out as you start jerking him off. "Louis im gonna-" you say, but he just shushes you. "I know, sweetie...Let it happen love." He coos, and you nod, relesing soon after. Andrew cums right after you, his head hanging back and his eyes rolled to the back of him head. "You guys did so good- mhg!" Louis says, as he releses into your hand. Andrew slips out and louis leaves to get a wash cloth as you and andrew cuddle on the bed.

#louis tomlinson smut #louis tomlinson x you #louis tomlinson x reader #louis tomlinson #louis tommo #louis tomilson

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horansqueen · 8 months

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#niall horan #louis tomlinson #my fanfics #louis tomlinson fanfic #niall horan fanfic #niall horan smut #louis tomlinson smut

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little-big-fan · 8 months

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Imagine com Louis Tomlinson

Premiere

Avisos: Linguagem de baixo calão, conteúdo sexual explicito, +18

✨Não esqueçam de fazer pedidos para a nossa próxima maratona! Estamos ansiosas!✨

— Ansioso? — Perguntei pousando as mãos sobre os ombros tensos do meu namorado. Louis me dirigiu um sorriso nervoso pelo espelho.

— Pra cacete. — Disse dando um suspiro.

— Seus fãs vão adorar te conhecer um pouco mais. — Afirmei.

A estreia do documentário finalmente chegara, e mesmo depois de assisti-lo pelo menos umas 50 vezes, Louis ainda estava com os nervos à flor da pele em expectativa. Ele traria uma nova visão de si mesmo, mostrando a sua legião de fãs partes suas que eles nunca conheceram. A dor do luto, o medo do novo após o final da banda, a decepção de precisar parar a turnê por conta da pandemia. Sua família abriu as portas de sua casa para mostrar um pouco mais do Louis que até então era só nosso. O Louis neto, irmão, namorado e pai. Todas as versões que me cativaram e ganharam de uma vez.

Meu celular vibrou sobre a mesa, e eu sorri ao ver a mensagem de uma das minhas cunhadas.

— Sua família chegou. — Avisei, o que o fez engolir em seco mais uma milésima vez. — Posso fazer algo para acalmar você? — Suspirei. Pensei que Louis talvez fosse pedir um copo d’água ou um calmante, mas o sorriso malicioso que se abriu em seus lábios me mostrou que os planos eram outros.

Antes que eu pudesse dizer algo, o homem se virou, ficando de costas para o espelho. O terno simples e preto era bonito, a camiseta com um decote aberto por baixo deixava as tatuagens em seu peito á mostra, o cabelo perfeitamente penteado e o par de tênis branco dava um leve toque de cor ao visual. Simplesmente lindo. Fodidamente sexy.

— Está gostando do que vê? — Perguntou em tom malicioso, causando leves arrepios pela minha espinha.

— Lou. — Tentei soar firme, mas um suspiro alto escapou no momento em que senti seus lábios tocando a pele do meu pescoço. — Louis… — Tentei de novo, sem muito sucesso.

— Sim? — Provocou, deixando uma trilha úmida com a língua.

— A premiere já vai começar, precisamos ir. — Resmunguei, me xingando por não conseguir resistir aos seus encantos.

As mãos fortes apertaram minha cintura, os seus dentes roçaram com leveza na minha pele. Tento manter meus pensamentos em outro lugar, menos provocativo. Mas é tão difícil quando tudo nesse homem me deixa subindo pelas paredes. Chamo seu nome mais uma vez, sentindo meu próprio corpo me trair quando as pernas fraquejam.

— Tem muita gente lá, não vão sentir a nossa falta… — Ele sussurra, esfregando a barba curta em um ponto sensível entre meu pescoço e o ombro.

— O documentário é sobre você, claro que vão sentir sua falta. — Ri fraco, meu comentário fazendo-o rir também.

— Eles podem esperar um pouquinho. — Prendeu o lóbulo da minha orelha entre os dentes, me fazendo soltar um gemido baixinho. — Eu sei que você quer, linda.

— Alguém pode entrar. — Sussurro, é possível ouvir a movimentação da equipe do lado de fora. Conversas paralelas, muitas pessoas caminhando pra lá e pra cá.

— Melhor você ficar quietinha então. — A voz baixa soa em meu ouvido. Sem esperar meu próximo argumento, Louis me empurrou em direção da mesa de maquiagem, empurrando tudo para o chão. O barulho alto me deixa em expectativa de que alguém vá entrar e acabar com tudo, mas não, ninguém entra, deixando o meu namorado ainda mais convencido.

Louis ataca minha boca com a sua, travando uma batalha que eu sei que não tenho como vencer. Meu corpo inteiro entra em combustão, queimando por ele. A língua afoita acaricia a minha sem nenhum cuidado, tomando para si cada um dos meus suspiros murmúrios. Sinto meu vestido ser erguido, o tecido elegante e cravejado de milhões de pequenas pedrinhas brilhantes se acumula em minha cintura, deixando a minúscula calcinha preta à mostra. Com os dedos em cada lado do elástico, Louis arruína a peça, transformando-a em dois pedaços inúteis de renda acumulada em um canto do camarim. Com os dedos longos, ele abre caminho pela minha carne molhada, me fazendo jogar a cabeça para trás e morder a boca com força para me manter quieta.

— Fazendo esse joguinho quando está tão pronta pra mim, amor… — Louis sussurra com malícia. — Eu deveria punir você por isso…

— Não temos tempo. — O lembro, desesperada.

— Você parece bem ansiosa pelo meu pau agora, linda. — Uma risada convencida irrompe.

— Eu estou. — Admito, encarando as íris azuladas.

Passando a língua pelos lábios finos, Louis afundou dois dedos em mim, me fazendo revirar os olhos e gemer.

— Quieta, linda. — Ele avisa, mas sua boca sorri. — Não quer que alguém nos encontre assim, quer? — Nego com a cabeça, muitas vezes mais do que o necessário.

Com as mãos trêmulas, abro o botão da calça social, empurrando-a junto da cueca para o chão. O membro duro baba pela cena, criando uma gota em sua ponta. Sinto vontade de sugá-lo, mas não há tempo para isso.

— Em silêncio agora, uh? — Sussurra, esfregando a glande em minha umidade. Assinto com a cabeça, prendendo os lábios dentro da boca, sabendo muito bem a sensação que me atingiria logo. Preciso me controlar quando Louis dá a primeira estocada, todo de uma vez, até o fundo. Um palavrão foge de sua boca antes que ele grude os lábios contra mim. — Não existe calmante melhor do que a sua boceta, amor.

Com facilidade pela umidade que minha intimidade produz, Louis entra e sai rápido, tomando cuidado para causar o mínimo de ruído possível. Suas mãos espalmam na minha bunda, se enchendo da minha carne. Apoio as mãos em seus ombros, puxando sua boca até a minha. Nossas respirações se misturam, nossos gemidos sofridos se confundem. Ouvimos as pessoas lá fora trabalhando, provavelmente sem imaginar o que se passa aqui dentro. Ondulo meu corpo contra o seu, sentindo seus dedos apertarem ainda mais. Os beijos são desajeitados, os movimentos necessitados, completamente enlouquecedores. Estamos em uma bolha só nossa, os dois atrás de um mesmo objetivo, aquele pelo qual nossos corpos gritam para alcançar.

Batidas na porta me fazem congelar. Louis para, ainda dentro de mim, respirando fundo pela boca.

— Louis, precisamos de você no tapete! — Não consigo identificar a pessoa do outro lado. Tento me afastar, mas um sorriso enorme se abre nos lábios do meu namorado.

— Louis. — Sussurro baixinho, me surpreendendo quando uma de suas mãos tapa a minha boca. Louis sai e entra de uma vez, indo até o lado. Gemo contra a sua pele, agradecendo a mão que impede que me ouçam.

— Preciso de um minutos, Matt! — Ele grita de volta, mantendo o sorriso sacana quando volta a meter com força. Sempre mantendo o ritmo que me enlouquece, Louis aproxima o rosto do meu, desviando para minha orelha. — Vou fazer você gozar agora, amor. Tente não gritar. — Sua voz tão perto e profunda é a minha ruína. Fecho meus olhos com força. Ainda com sua mão me obrigando a ficar quieta e descendo a outra entre nós dois, fazendo círculos certeiros em meu clitóris.

Sinto seu membro endurecer e engrossar ainda mais dentro de mim, tão perto do orgasmo quanto eu. Louis morde meu ombro, tentando se manter quieto e então o êxtase chega, me desfazendo em um milhão de pedacinhos devastados.

Me aperto contra ele, fazendo meu namorado chocar a boca contra a minha com violência. Sinto o momento em que Louis me preenche, soltando os tantos palavrões que compõem seu vasto vocabulário.

Estamos exaustos, completamente acabados.

A imagem no espelho me assusta. Existem marcas da boca de Louis por todo o meu colo, minha maquiagem toda está borrada e preciso descer o vestido sobre as coxas sem usar uma calcinha, já que a minha está arruinada. Louis não está muito diferente: seu terno chique amassou, os cabelos totalmente desgrenhados, os lábios inchados pela violência dos nossos beijos.

— Meu deus. — Sussurro.

— Foi uma rapidinha proveitosa. — Louis diz feliz, fechando a calça em volta da cintura.

— Eu estou acabada! — Reclamo, tentando imaginar como vou resolver essa situação.

— Você está linda. — Louis disse passando os braços em minha cintura, me abraçando por traz.

— Estou com cara de quem transou, Louis!

— Você acha mesmo que as pessoas não sabem que você é muito bem comida? — Meu namorado sorriu, recebendo um tapa no ombro em resposta. — Okay, eu vou na frente antes que voltem para me procurar. — Suspirou. — Te vejo no tapete?

— Se eu conseguir ficar apresentável. — Resmunguei, recebendo um beijinho leve na bochecha. — Não se esforce muito, talvez eu fique nervoso mais tarde. — Brincou, piscando um olho e se esquivando do novo tapa que tentei desferir em seu braço.

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lourryswh0r3 · 2 years

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January 31st, 2018.

"Fuck, Louis." Harry realized what I said and held the vibrator on my clit, looking at me confused.

"What the fuck did you just say?" He yelled. I realized what I did wrong at this point too.

"Harry, it was an accident." I slurred, the vibrator was making this hard to be a normal moment. "Do you fantasize about Louis?" He asked.

"He was my favorite when I was younger, Let's just forget this please, H." He shoved the vibrator bullet into me. "Leave that inside of my pussy, I'll be right back."

I couldn't just not do anything, Slowly I started fucking it into me. Harry was taking such a long time.

After 10 minutes I heard Harry's footsteps approaching the door.

He came to my pussy area and saw the way the vibrator was inside of me. "Did you touch it?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry it felt so good."

He slapped my pussy then my face, then he wrapped his hand around my throat. "You better listen when I fucking tell you to do something." He grabbed the vibrator from me, I moaned due to loss of contact.

"What do you think about when you fantasize about Louis?" Harry asked while he moved the vibrator up and down on my clit.

"I don't fantasize about him anymore Harry let's just drop it." I said in between pants. "Are you sure?" Harry said and I heard the door open and saw a naked Louis in it.

"That sucks love, I know I think about you all the time." He said with a smirk. I looked to Harry and he was grinning like an idiot.

"You want to do the honors?" Harry asked and Louis nodded.

I smiled as Louis the vibrator and started using it on me. "Fuck, Y/N. I think you have the most gorgeous pussy I've seen. I've seen a lot in my day so that's a compliment."

Harry was climbing onto the bed, he positioned himself on my face, and started thrusting his dick into my mouth.

Louis decided to replace the vibrator. He stuck it inside of my pussy, and started licking my clit skillfully. I put one hand on Harry and one wrapped in Louis' hair.

Louis was fucking the vibrator into me while licking my clit. My eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Harry got off of me and I felt my walls starting to contract. "She's about to come." Louis said.

I saw stars and felt myself cum all over the vibrator. But I didn't feel anything else, I looked over at Louis.

"This is hot." He said dripping wet, assuming I squirted all over him.

Harry smiled and came to my pussy and started licking me, Louis and Harry's tongues met half way while doing this and they started kissing.

I pulled them both down to me to three way make out. "Eager one aren't you?" Louis said. I started kissing him and I felt his bulge against my thigh.

I grabbed his dick and slowly rubbed it against my clit a few times. "Shit." I breathed out.

"Get on all fours." Harry said.

I grabbed him by his face and started kissing him. He immediately made out back until Louis finally flipped me over.

Louis smacked my ass, Harry watched in aw.

Louis positioned himself under me. And slowly pushed himself into my pussy. "Fuck." I yelped.

I felt pressure against my ass and slowly I felt Harry's size dick pushing it's way inside.

I fell onto Louis and he took that chance to start fucking me as hard as he can, Harry doing the same.

I grabbed Harry's hair from behind me and pulled him forward. "Daddy." I moaned and he moaned back into my ear.

"Daddies." Harry corrected me. I started looking down at Louis, He was nibbling on my boobs leaving a lot of marks for the next morning.

"FUCK." I yelled as I felt my orgasm approaching once again. Louis started drawing circles on my clit with his fingers.

Stars blurred my vision as I got fucked through my orgasm. I heard ringing in my ears and still pleasure running through my body.

My eyes were rolling into the back of my head when I came back, only to get fucked into another orgasm. This time I watched Louis.

The sweat on his forehead and his sex face made me cum all over his dick. Harry was kissing my neck.

They both pulled out of me.

"My turn to fuck our pussy." Harry said to Louis and put me on my back.

Harry started shoving himself into me mercilessly. Louis watched while starting to jack himself off.

Harry slowly started fucking into me. Until it got hard and fast. My boobs were jiggling everywhere and Louis came to my face.

He sat on my face and I wasn't letting any moment go to waste. I started tongue fucking his ass while he was leaving more hickies all over my boobs.

Harry and Louis were both doing figure 8s on my clit. I came again, starts blurring my vision. I was in a trance.

I felt like this was becoming too much but I didn't want it to stop.

Harry pulled out of me.

Louis sat on the bed and gestured to Harry to come over. Harry started pushing himself down on to Louis' cock. It was so fucking hot.

Harry pulled me over and put me on his cock. "Fuck" I slurred and Louis started fucking into Harry, Harry started fucking into me.

"So good." Harry said from under me. I started bouncing on his cock, Louis reached up to toy with my clit. "I'm gonna cum." Harry said and I felt cum fill me up.

Louis pulled out of him. "I'm not done yet." He pulled me off of Harry and slowly pushed himself in me. "SHIT." I said as he was fucking me as fast as he can, trying to get himself off.

I came 3 more times until he finally spilled himself in me too.

He pulled out and I looked to Harry who looked like he was gonna pass out.

We all got comfy together and Harry fell asleep. Louis and I looked at each other. "Wanna go for another round?" Louis asked.

"Of course." I said with a grin and climbed on top of his lap.

"Wait, so what is this what are we?" I asked.

"Harry said that we'd be a poly relationship if you're comfortable with it." Louis responded .

"I'm so comfortable with it." I said while sinking down onto him both of our faces scrunching up.

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justmeinatree · 7 days

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05 - Woke Up Still Dreaming

Summary : Part 5 to Let Passion Get Too Much … niall x louis x reader threesome

previous part /// jump to pt. 1

TW : smut, choking, double penetration, spitting, spanking, subspace

Word Count : 7k

A/N : this chapter takes place hours after THIS EXTRA - it’s not absolutely necessary to read although it may answer a few questions as to how their relationship seemed to jump so quickly !

GIFs : unknown - msg for credit

louis isn’t sure the exact thing that woke him up. whether it be the soft pecks of your lips against his, or the quiet, melodic calling of his name, or your nails gently scratching at his scalp. what ever it was, he couldn’t complain in the slightest.

that is, until he cracks his eyes open, the soft golden glow of early morning streaming through niall’s sheer white curtains. it was much too early. too fucking early for people that didn’t get to sleep until sometime past 4am. “time s’it, love,” louis croaks, his eyes fluttering shut again.

a small giggle leaves your lips, a happy, playful, sweetness to it, one that’s reserved for those early hours, one that louis is tucking away as a core memory because it was just so damn cute. “just about 7am,” you whisper, pecking over his bottom lip again.

“christ, darling, ya couldn’t wait a bit ?” he groans quietly, his hands scrubbing at his eyes, almost painfully, pulling himself from sleep.

“i really hope you like morning sex,” you murmur, nibbling against his lip now, pulling his mouth open just enough for your tongue to slip through, and lick against his own, pulling a quiet breathy moan from him.

“you have full permission to smack me if i ever turn down an offer from you,” he hums, as you throw your thigh over his waist, his hands falling on your hips, fingers digging into your skin.

“you’re sappy in the morning,” you giggle, breathing against his lips, before dipping back in for more kisses.

he breathes a laugh against your lips, letting himself get lost in the kiss, his hands exploring your body, finding that you’d stripped down your pants at some point, currently only wearing panties and a thin tank top.

one hand rounds down your hip, over your bum, and up your thigh to your knee, holding your leg in place over his hips, his other hand settled right on your ass, squeezing.

you groan, shuffling impossibly closer to him, in search of any sort of friction. “and you’re needy in the morning,” louis hums, trying to hold you down, trying to wake up, trying to keep up. but his brain was always a little fuzzy with you, and well he’s barely slept, and throw in last night’s admissions, and your cunt is dangerously close to finding out that he’s already quite hard. and really, he just needs to breathe.

“c’mon, darling, slow down,” louis whispers against your lips, “we have all the time in the world,” he adds, hoping that the prospect of lengthy, lazy, slow early morning sex would win you over.

but instead, he’s met with a disgruntled groan, and a shake of your head, teeth sinking into the plushness of his bottom lip, “m’already going slow,” you speak, actions contradicting your words as your hips grind down again, harder, a bit faster, your clit colliding with the hard tip of his prick.

a smirk pulls at your lips, shaking your head again, although more playfully this time, pulling away from his mouth to lock eyes with him, a silent conversation between the two of you.

and a moment later, your thigh was off his hips, your hands on the waistband of his pants, pulling them clean off his legs, boxers following suit just as quickly. in your rush to get onto him, you’d almost forgotten your panties, something you’re thankful that louis catches. his hands fall delicately on your hips, thumbs tickling your skin, still making any sort of effort to slow you down, even if just a little bit.

louis slowly glides his hands, fingers splayed out, selfishly trying to touch as much of you as possible, bringing your thin panties down your legs in the process. he notices the tremor run through your body, following his hands, an eruption of goosebumps left behind in their wake. he watches the sticky line of your arousal still attached from your pussy to your panties, thinning out the more he pulls them down. he feels like he’s looking at someone almost ethereal, with the way the golden glimmer of morning sun makes your skin glow, makes your arousal glisten, it takes his breath away. he really doesn’t think he’s ever been this lucky.

as soon as your panties were off, you threw yourself onto him, louis landing back onto the mattress with a soft thud, your legs on either side of his hips, straddling him, elbows supporting yourself on the mattress, above louis’ shoulders, your hands buried in his hair.

instantly, your lips are back on his, grinding yourself down over his bare length. your cunt was soaked, slit spread over his cock, gliding effortlessly with every roll of your hips.

your fingers were wrapped tightly into louis’ hair, gripping at the roots, his nails leaving deep indents in the skin of your hips, as a particular roll of your hips made the tip of his cock press up into your clit one moment, getting caught on your entrance the next.

neither of you were quite sure how it happened, especially without the use of hands, but louis’ hips had lifted clean off the bed, taking you along with him, cock pressed snuggly against you, and with your pussy absolutely drenched, his length painfully hard, the angle just right, he was sinking inside you.

your mouth falls open, breath knocked clean out of your lungs, forehead falling forward onto louis’, eyes rolled back as you struggle to catch your breath.

a soft groan grumbles deep in his chest, his hands pressing into your hips, holding you, trapping you down onto him, his prick seethed deep inside you, not letting you move an inch. he could feel you splitting open for him, could feel you spasming around his cock, could feel you desperately trying to move. and if he let you, he was instantly going to cum. and he was not about to let that happen. not when he’d just gotten you back onto him.

in an effort to distract himself, one of his hands leaves you, blindly swatting in the space occupied by niall, eventually colliding with his head, leaving a series of small smacks.

but he’s met with nothing more than an annoyed grumble from niall, and a few laughable swats back in his sleepy state. louis rolls his eyes, gripping hard into niall’s hair, giving a sharp tug.

“fuckin hell,” niall quips, “what do you wan-“ he cuts himself off as he finally turns his head, eyes peaking open, taking in the scene in front of him, a soft, sleepy, sighing chuckle escaping his lips.

“one of those mornings, pet ?” niall murmurs, every bit of malice in his tone completely wiped away, giving louis the impression that morning sex is clearly a definite regular occurence.

niall’s fingertips reach out for your arm, gliding up and down softly, soothingly. you whimper against louis’ lips, nodding your head to niall’s question, your pussy clenching particularly hard at the tickling smoothness of his fingers on your warmed skin. louis lets out a whimpery moan, one he couldn’t hold in, even if he’d tried, the grip on his prick so unexpected, his teeth biting into your lip.

niall eyes the both of you, unable to see your hips under the blanket, his eyes settling on you, “y’already sitting on him, petal ?” he asks softly, hooking his finger under your chin, making louis’ teeth slip from its grip on your lip, forcing you to look up at him.

“mhmm,” you nod, as best you can with a finger holding your chin, feeling the soft press of niall’s lips against the tip of your nose, breathing quietly, “really missed him didn’t you ?”

you were nodding again, tilting your head back to reach for niall’s lips, his falling on yours effortlessly. almost like the pull of magnets. his large hand falls on your jaw, thumb spread out to rub on the apple of your cheek, right below your eye, his pinky splayed out on your neck.

he takes his time enjoying the kiss, before pulling away from you slightly, eyes flicking over to louis, nodding his head for him to lift himself from the mattress, which he does swiftly, connecting their lips as well.

you watch them take a moment for themselves, niall’s hand holding louis from the nape of his neck, before pulling away, and sitting himself back on his calves. you and louis could both see that he had a plan working in his brain, one that you were both about to question when you feel the press of niall’s hand against the middle of your back, forcing you and louis back into your original position. and then, he disappears under the blankets.

you were left more confused, until niall grips onto louis’ hands, placing them on your bum, his fingers reaching down to where your ass met your thighs, niall making him grip into you, spreading you open.

the next thing louis is made aware of, is a loud moan breathed onto his lips, your cunt spasming around him, “christ, what’s he doing to you, darling ?”

but you couldn’t answer, your head was spinning, niall’s tongue flicking hard against your hole, exposed to him thanks to louis’ grip. and just as quickly as he’d started, he was pulling away. you whined, stuffing your face into louis’ neck, noting the breath leaving him, his head tipping back, breathy “oh fuck,” leaving his parted lips as his back curls slightly. your eyebrows furrow, lifting your head from the comfort of louis’ neck, giving him a questioning glance, “what’s he doing ?”

“he’s got-“ louis starts, cutting himself off, niall giving a particularly hard suck around the testicle sitting in his mouth. louis is panting, his head absolutely swimming, the feeling intensifying when niall’s hands join louis’ on your lower bum, forcing you to start riding him. slowly. so fucking slowly. he felt borderline delirious, and he fucking loved it. christ, maybe he was going to regret wanting things slow.

the way louis’ cock was rolling into you, the way it was so fucking smooth, the way it felt like he was impaling you, his tip pressing into your sweet spot deliciously, steadily, heavily. your brain was flying, body trembling from the languid strokes of his dick along your inner walls, unable to move much more than what niall was controlling.

niall pops off louis, flattening his tongue, timing his actions just as he makes you slowly rise, thrusts still deliriously paced, taking a long lick from the base of louis’ cock, up to your hole, flicking your ring of muscles again.

both you and louis moan out loudly, his fingers digging into your bum harder, your face picking itself up from the comforts of his neck to smash your lips against his, panting against his mouth. you were a whimpery, whiny, trembling mess. louis struggling not to buck up hard into you, fighting within himself since the scene was just so fucking good as is.

it’s a rhythm niall’s taken an obvious liking to, his tongue working in tandem with the thrusts he was implementing, licking up louis’ cock just as you pull up, tongue falling onto your sensitive hole as you sit back down on louis’ prick.

he was losing his fucking mind. louis was sure of it. he’s not sure he’s ever felt such, such- christ even he’s not so sure there’s a word for it. but it’s got his toes curling, and his fingers gripping, and his back arching, and his head tipping back, even his fucking eyes were rolling.

and niall noticed. was not about to let this happen so soon. not when he was enjoying this so fucking much. loved all the noises he was able to pull from the two of you. loved all the body tremors. the pure neediness seeping out of the both of you.

so on the next lift of your hips, niall pulls you clean off louis’ prick, hearing the sharp inhale from you, and the loudly desperate groan from louis, his fingers almost ripping at your skin. your nails dug deep into louis’ scalp, cunt clenching over nothing, a small spurt of liquid squirting from your pussy, getting both louis’ cock and niall’s face.

niall never, in a million years, thought he’d be lunging mouth first at someone’s cock, but he guesses life is meant to surprise you. watching louis’ length dripping with both your arousal and your squirt was all he needed for his brain to go blank, and for his body to take over without thought.

his mouth sinks down on louis’ dick, as best he can considering he’s never done anything remotely close to this before, sucking up as much of your taste as he can, revelling in the heady, musty mix of louis’ flavour.

one of louis’ hands shoots out to grip niall’s hair, tugging hard, “fuckin christ, this isn’t gonna stop me cumming, mate.”

niall breathes a chuckle as he slides off of louis’ prick, “know i love to taste, can’t help myself,” he hums, feigning innocence, taking a few more licks and another bob of his mouth for good measure. and with his eyes zeroed in on your dripping entrance, he helps himself to a quick lap of his tongue, before sliding louis’ cock back inside you.

you moan out loud, your face falling into louis’ neck again, mouthing at his stubbly jaw, his head tipping back to give you more access. he was panting, his hand leaving niall’s hair, falling back onto your bum.

niall catches the small twitches in louis’ fingers, the restlessness of his legs, somehow understanding exactly what he’s silently asking, niall tapping his fingers against the back of louis’ hand, something they both seem to understand. like a code they’ve never even discussed.

and so louis’ hand leaves the swell of your ass, landing a hard smack, your mouth instantly falling open, breath knocked clear from your lungs, your body curling up slightly, as best as it could in the position you were being held in.

it seemed to calm louis a bit, the edge taken off, as he fights to release. to hold off. to fucking anything. “kiss me, darling, please” he breathes, trying to reach your mouth, needing something to tether himself to, especially since niall’s started the languid lapping of his tongue again. up and down and up and down, a rhythmic flow that’s driving him absolutely mental, timed with the trusts, and fucking hell he’s never felt so prickly, so tingly, so god damn heated.

you were trying to kiss him, trying to suckle at his lips, but your jaw kept slacking on its own accord, the kiss somehow turning into more of a panting in each other’s mouths, and you think you were revelling in it. both of you were. in the intimacy of random pecks wherever they may land, sharing breath, sharing moans, and then louis was itching again. needed to do something. needed, needed.

he doesn’t know what kind of primal reaction came over him, he doesn’t even know if his brain was in on it, but your mouth was hanging open, and it was right fucking there, and he just needed to have some kind of control. some kind of something.

the next thing he knew, his head was lifting just slightly to have a more direct angle at you. your eyebrows furrowed, confused as to how he even has the power to lift his head at the moment. that is until his eyes locked on your mouth, spit flying onto your tongue.

your eyes flutter shut, whimpery moan breathed out, pulling his head closer to yours, foreheads resting together. you swallow quickly, panting quietly, “again,” your jaw slacking, tongue sticking out, another dribble of saliva smacking onto your tongue. and you were cumming.

louis’ eyes roll back, his body falling onto the mattress, fingernails dug so deep into your ass, the clench of your orgasm so tight. too tight. fuck, he can’t. he’s not sure this was exactly his plan, but his grip was so rough, he pulled you clean off of him, another rush of liquid gushing from you.

and when louis feels it splashing over his prick, he can’t help but cum as well.

niall’s eyes go wide, mouth falling on louis’ prick instantly, sucking and swallowing down every spurt enthusiastically. he’s really always loved to taste.

louis moans loudly, back arching, lifting you with him, his hands finally leaving your poor bruised bum, gliding up your back, holding you to him tightly, hips lifting in a quick thrust, tip hitting the back of niall’s throat.

the gagging. fuck, it’s so tight around his prick again. from your clenching cunt to niall’s spasming throat. louis is seriously going to lose his mind. very soon. he needed to calm down, needed to ground himself somehow. christ, he felt like he was high. high on nothing but the two of you.

niall pops off louis’ cock, taking another smooth lick at your weepy cunt, before wiggling his way out of the blankets, taking in the state of both of you since he’d started his ministrations.

he’s not sure what he was expecting, but it wasn’t quite this level of fucked out for the both of you. a smirk can’t help but pull at his lips, almost proud of himself for being able to render you both into a puddle of goo in the middle of his bed. a scene he’ll definitely store under lock and key, the golden streams of sunlight filtering through his billowing curtains, the window cracked from last night. goosebumps littering both you and louis, the glimmering rays making you both glisten with sweat, chests panting, eyes heavy. he’s never seen something so beautiful.

he reaches out to run his fingertips along your exposed back, up and over louis’ arm, to his shoulder. “feeling good ?” he murmurs quietly, the moment feeling incredibly soft, not wanting to disrupt the fairly soundless moment.

louis smiles, his head rolling heavily towards niall, nodding, breathing out a “yeah,” his eyes shining. fucking shining at him. and niall thinks his heart actually bursts.

and then he catches the soft crinkles by your eyes, telltale sign that you were smiling, something he could tell even if your face was mostly hidden in louis’ shoulder. that is, until you raise your head to properly look at niall, and god fucking christ, he’s not sure what he’s done to have his two favourite people look at him like he’s actually hung each star in the sky, one by one, just for them, but he’s soaking this moment in. has to. his eyes flicking from yours to louis’, drinking you both in.

he leans down on his elbow, laying sideways next to the both of you, pecking oh so gently over your lips, revelling in the softness of the moment. niall spends a moment getting lost in your mouth, before turning his attention to a very patient louis, landing a deep, slow kiss to his lips as well.

it’s when niall stretches a bit to go from your mouth to louis’, that his rock hard prick bumps into your hip, and you realize how neglected his cock must feel.

you sit yourself up, your bum rested against louis’ thighs, looking down at niall’s tented boxers. you bite your lip when you note the wet patch, dribbles of precum staining a small spot right at his tip. he looked painfully hard. so much so, that you really feel bad for him.

niall pulls away from louis when he’s noticed that you’ve shifted, both of them looking over at you questioningly. that is, until louis notes that you’re staring right at the tent in niall’s briefs, “we’re not done,” he chuckles, taking a long look himself, before smirking up at niall.

“can take a break if ya need,” niall hums, “both look tired.”

but there’s some sort of awakening, some sort of adrenaline running through your veins, as you and louis lock eyes with a mischievous glint in your gazes. so louis decides to follow niall’s lead from earlier, landing his hand in the middle of his chest, making niall lay back onto the bed, stripping him of his boxers, spreading his thighs open wide.

you and louis get yourselves situated between niall’s legs, louis going in for the first lick, his tongue flat, almost slightly wrapped around niall’s girth, stroking its way up his shaft, flicking over the tip.

the moment louis’ tongue lost contact with niall’s cock, your tongue was on him, doing the same thing louis was, taking a long lick from base to tip.

you kept trading off, treating niall’s prick like a popsicle, licking up the dribbles on a hot summer day, swirling around, sucking along, nipping lightly, flicking expertly. and niall was losing himself. not just in the feel, but in the opportunity to watch the both of you between his legs, watch you both licking over his length like you were fuckin starved for it. it had him panting, groaning, whining, toes curling, struggling to keep his eyes from falling, not wanting to miss a single second, reaching down to grip each of you, tugging on your roots.

“fuckin luckiest guy in the world,” he breathes quietly, more to himself, but it doesn’t go unnoticed to either of you, louis’ gaze flicking up to niall’s with a playful smirk pulling at his lips.

“let me have a minute, love ?” louis murmurs, gaze returned to you, having a silent conversation, something he was getting good at with both you and niall, assuming the inclined physical and emotional contact having a hand in the matter.

he waits until your tongue’s flicked over niall’s tip, his mouth opening wide and sliding down his length, throat giving way effortlessly until his nose is pressed tight around niall’s lower belly.

“fuckin hell,” niall hisses, his grasp on louis’ hair tightening exponentially, back curling, panting along with the sucking of his mouth, the stroking of his tongue, the constricting of his throat.

louis lets himself enjoy a few bobs of his head, pulling off niall’s cock, watching you lick up the mix of spit and dribbles of precum, dripping their way down his shaft.

“can’t tell me it’s your first time,” niall breathes a chuckle, blinking back to reality as he catches his breath, enjoying the soft licks you were providing as a way to calm himself a bit.

“no idea what you were missing on bus one, mate,” louis laughs, his breath hitting niall’s prick, making a shiver run through him.

“wha-“ niall’s head shoots up to look at louis properly, watch him take a few licks himself, “never told me that, ya fucker. you and-“ he’s cut off by louis’ hand smacking over his mouth, with a shake of his head, a small smile pulling at his lips, “s’like 8 lifetimes ago, ni. just glad the practice paid off,” he giggles, pulling his hand away, joining you again.

niall hums quietly, letting his head fall back, letting himself get lost in the feel of both of you again. the scene in front of him was like one from a dream. the best fucking dream he’s ever had. it’s an image he’d never get tired of, that he knows for sure. his prick standing tall, tongues fighting for a chance to stroke him impossibly harder, mouths falling onto him, sucking his cock down. he was in heaven, he was sure of it. he’d never felt better, more satiated, more powerful, more blessed.

hell, there was even something about just watching the two of you, the connection you both seemed to have, the little glances you’d steal, the way your tongues would mend together whenever the opportunity arises.

even the moments where you and louis would get a little too lost in each other, tongues too busy stroking over one another, sucking on each other, had niall in a chokehold. it made his heart burst in ways he could never explain. almost like something clicking in his brain. like adding louis to the mix somehow made everything even better. christ, he never thought it could get better, it was already perfect. he doesn’t quite know what’s better than perfect, but he’s sure he’s standing in it right now.

but the more he was watching, the more his skin began prickling, itching for more. he was heated, held on the edge of blissful pleasure, never quite enough to bring him right to where he was so desperately craving.

“petal,” niall whispers, his fingers leaving your hair to stroke down the side of your face, down your cheek to your jaw, giving a little rub along your chin to really grab your attention.

when your gaze flicks from louis’ to look up at niall, you can see it. see the desperation seeping out of him. it also seemed like the moment that your brain kicked in, noting that he’s been getting increasingly fidgety, something that made you crawl up his body, letting louis take the reigns again, his mouth sinking down on niall’s length.

“what’s wrong, ni ?” you hum softly, nose bumping against his, as he gasps, louis obviously taking great care of him as you check in.

his mouth closes around your bottom lip, whimpering quietly, nipping at your skin, “how are you feeling, love ?” he questions breathily, holding you tightly against him.

and you knew exactly what he wanted, what he was truly asking with that question, something that made your lips quirk up into a smile, nodding happily. you knew he wanted your cunt, wanted to check that you were okay to do so. wanted to be wrapped by your smooth inner walls, tight and absolutely drenched, just for him. “want to, want you,” you clarify, pressing your body closer to his, tongues mingling together, a loud groan echoing in your mouth, shooting straight down to your pussy, silently thanking louis and whatever he was doing.

“c’mere you,” niall mumbles, tugging on louis’ hair, growing ever more desperate for more. just fucking more. he’s kept the pace slow all this time, and although morning sex usually screams this type of momentum, he’s fucking breaking.

with a loud, wet pop, louis’ mouth leaves niall’s dick, coming up to press a chaste kiss to niall’s jaw as he lays next to him, “feeling good there nialler ?”

“too good,” niall laughs softly, “need mo-“ he cuts himself off with a hiss, feeling your pussy open up and slide right down his length, hands shooting out to grip your hips bruisingly. “fucking hell, pet,” he gasps, back arching off the bed, “warn a lad, will ya ?”

he’s met with nothing more than a giggle from you, followed by a satisfied hum, biting on your bottom lip, hips starting to grind back and forth, forward and backwards.

niall groans loudly, his eyes fluttering shut, helping you keep up the rhythm you’ve created, “that’s it, pretty girl. fuck, that’s it,” he mewls, breathing deeply, almost purring as he does so. the spasming of your cunt, squeezing his cock tightly, almost sucking him in, dripping down his thighs with your arousal, it was enough to send niall spinning. this is exactly what he’d been waiting for.

watching your head tip back, your jaw slack, feeling his prick bob heavily back and forth inside you, pressing into your sweet spot with every rut of your hips, sensitive little button grinding over his lower abdomen, you were blissed out as well. you could feel both of their eyes on you, brain too fuzzy to really care, your hips keeping up their rhythm, panting into the air, hands gripped into niall’s forearms.

his head slowly turns to the side, eyes blinking up at louis, “c’mon, don’t be shy.”

louis’ not sure he’s ever seen niall look quite so fucked out. his eyes were heavy, breathing shallowed, muscles jittering. a stark contrast for the lad that usually has everything under control. and you. fuck, you were like something right out of a movie. you were glowing in the morning light, face tipped back in pure ecstasy, beads of sweat running down in the valley of your breasts. he was in awe of you. both of you. plus, he’s always been fascinated by your connection…

“s’it weird if i just watch for a bit ?” he finds himself asking, figuring if there’s anyone he knows that won’t look at him like he’s actually a sick fuck, it’s the two of you. and it’s not that sick really, is the frustrating part, but anyways.

thankfully, he’s met with a large smile spreading across your face, niall’s breath hitching, groaning, “think she likes that idea,” having felt the clench of your cunt at the mere thought of a spectator.

“yeah ?” louis coos, tongue darting out for a quick lick between your breasts, unable to help himself at a little taste of you again.

“mhmm,” you shudder, a shiver running through your body, niall’s grip on you tightening, pussy trembling on him, in time with your tremors.

“and what about you ?” louis asks, turning his attention to niall, face hovering a bit over his, looking over his features.

“just don’t want you feeling weird about any of it,” niall whispers, wanting to check in on him. he knows how jealous louis can get, and he’s been kicking himself for not checking on him more. he’s not going to let it happen again. with one hand leaving your hip, his fingertips gently stroke over louis’ forearm in comfort.

but louis’ shaking his head, and leaning down to peck at niall’s lips, “i want this, want to see how strong you two are, how fucking hot you two are without me,” he chuckles, “seriously, just wanna see how it is, what it is i’m striving for with you guys.”

and niall thinks for a moment, that something’s clicked in louis’ brain as well. without much of a second thought beyond that, his fingers are leaving louis’ arm, reaching out for his jaw, pulling him in for a proper kiss.

you watch them interact, feeling the twitches in niall’s hips as you notice louis’ tongue stroking his, notice the flutters in niall’s stomach muscles as louis grips his hair tighter. hear the little grunts leaving louis’ chest as niall sucks on his tongue. fuck, it was getting you off.

niall could feel it, could feel the telltale way your cunt started clenching. instantly his mouth was pulled away from louis’, hand darting out for your throat, fingers pressing into your skin tightly, “don’t you fucking dare.”

your eyes open wide, fixated on niall’s, as you start panting, trying to calm yourself. you were already going fuzzy, but with the sheer command in niall’s voice, the lack of oxygen to your brain, the complete exhaustion of a sleepless night, your mind was floating, skin was prickling, and you needed to do as he said. another option didn’t seem to exist at the moment.

your hips stilled, as you focus on breathing, body trembling, muscles twitching, slowly regulating yourself, pushing your orgasm at bay, eyes locked on niall’s the entire time, like a form of pure grounding, one that could calm you right down, no matter how commanding the tone was.

“s’a good girl,” he praises, smiling at you, fingers loosening their grip, index stroking the column of your throat, “such a fuckin good girl,” he coos quietly.

louis was once again, absolutely rock hard, cock standing tall, and christ, he’s only been watching you two for a couple of minutes. he’d never seen something so god damn hot. he’s watched his fair share of porn, but nothing came close to being privy to this.

niall could tell the moment your eyes opened, the moment the shift happened, with his hand wrapped around your throat, could tell how far you were floating. he pushes himself up into a sitting position, pecking along the side of your neck, your jaw, your ear, murmuring, “m’gonna take over, pet. can you give me a colour ?”

he was patient about it, coaxing an answer out of you with every delicate kiss, until he heard the breathy, satiated, comfortable puff, “green.”

and there was the shift in niall, quickly pulling you off your comfortable seat that is his prick, positioning you like a rag doll. your pliancy in these moments was something niall was always grateful for, folding you over so that your face and chest were pressed into the mattress, lifting your hips high into the air.

instantly, his cock was nestled back into you, making you gasp loudly, arms stretching out above you, hands gripped tightly into the sheets, tugging as niall’s hips pull back slowly, impaling you the next moment, feeling his dick so fucking deep inside you. he does it a few more times, before picking up the pace, hands holding onto your hips to keep you in place.

your ears were ringing so loudly, you weren’t all too sure what sounds were coming out of you, nor did you have half the mind to care, but if you focus enough, you can pick up your whiny moans, and breathy gasps. your face was being pressed into the sheets below you, niall’s palms pressed into the swell of your ass, fingers gripping, using it as a hold on you, hips held in place.

“left some marks, tommo,” niall grunts between thrusts, your bum pulled up by his hold, splatter of bruises all over the underside of your cheeks, a mix of fingerprints and scratches littering your skin.

louis turns over on the bed, feet now aimed up above your head, laying on his side, supported by his elbow, peeking over and noticing the dark blue and purple pattern, bright red, slightly raised scratches. he’s not sure how to feel. his hand reaches out instinctually, fingertips delicately lining up with some of the bruises, almost as if needing to confirm for himself that it was, indeed, his own hand.

he feels the pure hot heat coming off of your skin, making him flinch lightly, pulling his hand away, “fuck, m’sorry, darling. did i hurt you ?”

but he’s met with nothing more than niall’s hand falling on his shoulder, shaking his head, “ask her that later,” he groans, biting his lip, your cunt squeezing him like a vice, “she- fuck, she can’t answer that right now.”

it’s moments like these that louis’ learned to make a solid mental note about. he’s learning. learning you. how to be with you, how to care for you, how to grow the bond.

“she’s fine though,” niall fills in, swatting fairly hard, right where louis left the worst of the bruises, a loud guttural groan punctured from your lungs, grip in the sheets tightening, nails close to ripping through the fabric. your chest presses harder against the bed, bum lifting on its own accord, in an effort to search for more, pushing itself into niall’s hand, almost obediently so.

niall chuckles breathily, biting his lip for a moment as he takes a deep breath through his nose, “fuckin perfect girl,” he curses, landing another spank, on the same side, over the same spot.

you mewled, your back arching impossibly more, surely a move that would cause you pain later, right as another quick smack falls on your bum, this time on the other side. a move that makes you almost purr, legs trembling, one of your hands pulling down, tucking your arm under your face in comfort, elbow bumping into louis on the way.

it’s the first time you realize he’s so close, eyes blinking open, noting his thighs, his prick fairly close to your face, still watching where niall’s cock is disappearing inside you. without much thought, your mouth opens, taking his tip in your mouth, tongue swirling.

louis gasps loudly, a quick moan following his initial shock, niall’s eyes opening and falling on your mouth, wrapped around louis’ cock. niall quickly lands a hard smack against your ass, your jaw slackening, wailing around louis’ length.

“did i fuckin tell you to do that ?” niall growls, watching you instantly slide off his shaft, mouth leaving with a pop, and a small whine.

he reaches down, grasping your hair, pulling you up onto your knees, back pressed to his chest, head falling to his shoulder. it was too heavy for you to hold up anyway.

niall’s arms wrap themselves around you, tucking his face against your shoulder, holding you tightly to him, hands grasping your breasts, your hips, your arms, unable to get enough of you, taking a moment to drink you in. he takes a big breath in your neck, leaving a series of pecks, eyes flicking over to meet louis’, “c’mere.”

and louis can see it in his eyes, sees that the scene is about to come to an end, something he’s always cued from niall, something he just seems to know, always. so louis slides himself under the two of you, his cock so painfully hard, standing tall right below your entrance, hands falling onto your thighs, silently letting you know that he’s right there too.

one of your hands leaves it’s grip in niall’s arm, falling to grip onto louis’ hand. when louis’ eyes flick to your entwined fingers, he swears he can almost see your tummy jumping softly in time with niall’s thrusts.

with your hand in his, he slides over to that spot on your lower abdomen, his palm pressed to the back of your hand, and you could both feel it, feel the steady bomp, bomp, bomp of niall’s cock. it sent your mind reeling even more, something so fucking intimate about feeling someone inside you like that.

“fuck, fuck,” niall groans loudly, feeling your cunt squeeze down on him, orgasm rippling through you, the grip on him bringing on his own high quickly. too quickly. niall was not ready. he pulls you off of his prick, mid-high, pussy spasming around nothing, strong gush leaving your centre.

just as quickly as you’re pulled off of niall’s cock, you were being seated on louis’, a loud groan leaving him, your still cumming cunt sucking him in, constricting around him tightly. the move makes you fall forward, hands landing on either side of louis’ head, forehead dipped to his, panting against his mouth, jaw slacked open, still trembling from your high without any time to recover.

niall’s panting, holding off his high, hand delicately falling on your back, “colour, pet,” he whispers, his other hand against louis’ thigh, silent warning not to move yet. no matter how hard it may be. and then, there it was, the hushed breath, “green.”

louis’ hips instantly buck into you, feet planted on the mattress, hips picking up right where niall had left off, a blinding pace, something that louis was silently grateful for. the slowness he was searching for, however many hours ago, had been long satiated.

the harsh pace, switched up angle of louis being below you, you could feel the warmth spreading from your belly to your extremities, prickling, tingly heat, and for a moment, you’re not even sure your last orgasm even really finished as this one starts to come on.

a drawn-out groan from louis, tightening grip of his fingertips into your hip, was all niall needed to know that you were cumming again, wailing mewl leaving the both of you as he pulls you off of louis’ cock, too fast for louis to quite get where he wanted to be, feet kicking out in frustration. a long spurt of liquid gushed from you again, barely having time to finish before niall’s cock glides right into you, sharp gasp coming from niall’s lungs.

he grips you from your throat, lifting you up to rest against him again, niall a panting mess against your shoulder. he reaches over your hip, lining up louis’ cock with your entrance, alongside his, “colour,” he sighs, trying to catch his breath, trying to hold himself back, but fuck your cunt was absolutely screaming at him, squeezing him, sucking on him. fuck.

“green.”

louis bucks up immediately, your cunt so fucking soaked, he had no issues sliding right in, stuffed deep alongside niall, all three of you with your jaws slackened, panting, mewling, gasping, whining, fuck no one was really sure anymore. and then when niall’s hand tightens around your throat, your pussy clenches hard, a sob leaving your lips as you tremble through another orgasm, constant stream of clear liquid leaving you, milking their orgasms with the squeezing of your centre.

niall’s hold on you tightens as he comes down from his high, pecking delicately over your shoulder, murmuring loud enough for louis to head, “we’re gonna pull out, petal. get you cozy, perfect girl.”

and you assume they do just that, as by the time that you float back to proper consciousness, you were sandwiched between them, their hands gently stroking your skin, both taking turns telling you how perfect you are, how much they love you, how happy they are with all of you here together. it was sweet, it was soft, it was filled with kisses and sweet licks. you could feel the warmth of the day lulling you back, the sunlight having shifted long ago from the early morning glow, to the mid morning brightness.

you take a deep breath, eyes fluttering open, niall smiling up at you, noting the telltale puff of air, “hello beautiful,” he murmurs quietly, not wanting to startle you. he’s met with a beautifully soft, content smile, and a ruffle of his hair. louis smiling at you as well, offering a small, lingering kiss to the underside of your jaw.

with your return to the real world, the promise that you were okay, comfortably placed between them, the sleepiness returns quickly, adrenaline of the moment having worn off. nobody’s sure who it was that nodded off first, but the gentle rubs were dwindling down to nothing, all of your limbs touching in some way, tangled together, in a soothing pile on niall’s bed, louis breathing out quietly, “m’definitely gonna get used to this.”

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holdinonto-heartache · 11 months

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Summary: y/n and Freddie tag along with Louis on his tour. Y/N’s hormones have her all out of wack, so along with being emotional, she craves sex with Louis.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, dominant!Louis, cocky!louis, daddy!louis, pregnant!y/n, unprotected before show sex, semi rough actions such as hair pulling, biting, slight breeding kink?, just filth

My first copy of this got deleted, but after writing this I’m not even mad about it.. enjoy! Lots of dirty stuff in this for ya ;)

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You sat on the edge of the bed, letting out a sigh as you run a hand through your hair.

“Why the long face, babe?” Louis turns and looks at you, “Freddie ready?”

Usually you’d laugh because that rhymed, but you just shrug, “I don’t think he’s adjusting well to the baby that’s coming..” your hormones are awful, you just cry over everything right now, “I just..” you take a deep breathe and look up at him, “Louis I don’t want him to hate me.”

“Whoa, hey. He ain’t gonna hate ya, babe.” Louis walks over and kneels down in front of you, “He loves you, alright? He’s just.. having a bad day. I’ll go see if he’ll talk to me, yeah? You finish getting ready, we do have to leave soon.”

“Okay.” You whisper as he plants a kiss on your forehead.

He leans back and flashes you a smile, “You okay?” He brushes hair from your face and tucks it behind your ear, “You’re beautiful, you know that right?”

You nod and lay a hand on his cheek, “You remind me everyday.” You bite your lip and tilt your head.

“What’s going on in that mind, love?” Louis tilts his head the same way as yours, “Somethin’ we probably don’t got time for?”

You sigh and let out a groan, “Probably.”

“Whoa, hey chill out, calm down.” Louis laughs and lays his hands on your hands.

You roll your eyes and pretend to pout, “These hormones have me getting extremely turned on by your every move.”

“I’ve noticed.” Louis smirks and raises his eyebrows.

“Has it really been that bad?” You let out a sigh, “I’m sorry.”

“Hey, now.” He lays his hand on your belly and leans up to peck your lips, “Didn’t say I didn’t like it. Just wish I could do it a little more often.”

You laugh and push him back, “We have to leave now before we really do end up late.”

Louis let’s out a laugh and stands up, “You’ll get me in a little bit, I’ll make sure of it.”

“I’m holding you to that, Tommo.” You bite your lip and smile before leaning in to kiss him.”

“Alright, I’m going to see if I can talk with him.” Louis smacks your ass gently before walking away. You try to smack him but he jumps away, “Ha!”

You laugh and finish getting ready,

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“Freddie, hey! Don’t slam the door.” Louis sighs and shakes his head, “Sorry. He’s just not having it today.”

“That’s okay.” You smile and sigh, “Everyone is allowed to have bad days. I’ll talk to him later.” You go to reach for your bag, but Louis grabs it before you, “Nope.”

“Louis, come on. I can carry my own bag.”

He looks over at you, “Do you want to tell everyone here today?”

“Yeah.” You nod and smile, “Actually, we’ll let Freddie tell them.”

Louis nods and smiles, “Oh yeah, yeah.” He gives you a peck on the cheek, “I’m gonna go check in. You go get settled.”

You nod and wave back at him as he walks up towards the stage.

You make your way to Louis’ dressing room and stop when you see Freddie laying on the couch, “Hey, Freddie.”

“Hey.” He mumbles quietly.

“Can I sit?”

He nods and sits up to scoot over more.

You sit down and rest your hands in your lap, “You know.. your dad loves you more than me.”

You can see his eyebrows perk up.

“And you know who loves just as much as you?”

He slowly looks over at you and points to your belly.

“That’s right. He loves your baby brother just as much as he loves you.” You tilt your head, “You know that right?”

He fights a smile while nodding, “Yes.”

“And you know that I love you just as much as your mom and dad love you, right?” You smile as he looks at you, “Things are going to change, honey, but always know that the one thing that isn’t going to change is how much we love you.”

He smiles and nods, “Sorry I slammed your car door.”

“It’s okay.” You fight back the over emotional tears and holds your arms out. He laughs and gives you a hug, “Can we go watch dad?”

“Yeah that’s probably a good idea.” You laugh and stand up, wiping your face. Freddie takes your hand and leads you guys to side of the stage.

You stand there, Freddie’s hand still in yours, watching as he tries to get his dads attention. You glance up at Louis and smile as he turns to face you.

He smiles as he watches Freddie wave excitedly to him. Louis motions for him to come out and Freddie runs to him.

You bite your lip, the sight of Louis in dad mode makes your hormones go absolutely bonkers.

You squeeze your thighs together and blink as Louis walks up to you, “Hey.” You smile and take a deep breathe.

“You still wanna tell them?” Louis asks as he reaches up and gently brushes your cheek.

You know exactly what he’s doing.

You glance up at him, “I know what you’re doing.”

“You had a hair, babe.” He reaches up and brushes your cheek again. You grab his hand and lean in towards him.

“Unless that hand is going to go somewhere and give me something I so very badly need, don’t touch me.”

He chuckles and pecks your lips, “You’ll get it, babe. Just hang tight, alright?” He bites his lip to hide his smirk, “Now c’mon.” He pulls on your hand walks you out onto the stage.

He pulls Freddie into the middle of us, “Can everyone come here for a quick sec? Just come over here.. right quick yeah.”

Everyone gathers around and you look down at Freddie. You poke his shoulder a few times, gently, “I think you should tell them.”

“Really?” His raises his eyebrows and smiles.

“Yeah, go for it, lad.” Louis ruffles his hair and Freddie looks around, “I’m going to be a big brother!”

His words are quiet at first but by the time he said ‘to’ he was yelling it.

You smile and lay your hand on Louis‘ that rests on your belly. His thumb gently rubbing the fabric of your t shirt and leans in, “This drives you crazy doesn’t it?” He whispers, “Me touching you?”

You take a shaky deep breathe and Louis tightens his grip on your body as your knees buckle slightly, “Whoa. Need to sit?”

He already has a smirk on his face because he knows exactly what you’re going to say.

“Yeah, your cock.” You both whisper quietly at the same time. You freeze and look at him before you both laugh, “You know me so we’ll.”

He shrugs, “What can I say?” He gives you a kiss, “You’re so getting it after the show.”

Freddie turns towards you and Louis, “Can we go get ready now?”

“Yeah, honey. You can wear the shirt with your dads smiley face.” You look up at Louis and smile.

“Yes! Yes!” Freddie grabs your hand and you look up at Louis, “See in a few.” He kisses you one last time before you and Freddie go back to the dressing room.

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You cap the lid to your mascara as Louis enters the room. You set the tube down and look over at Louis, “Hey babe.”

His eyes glance up and down your show ready body, and the fact that you’re showing off your bump makes it hotter to him.

You tilt your head towards Freddie who is watching tv, indicating to Louis that he needs to keep it clean.

“Hey uh, Freddie.” Louis glances from you to Freddie as he talks, “Why don’t you go into the lounge and wait for Uncle Niall and Amelia.”

“Uncle Niall is coming?! Alright!” He runs out of the room and Louis instantly shuts and locks the door.

He walks over to you and you can’t help but meet him halfway, “Gotta be quick?”

He nods with a smirk, “And quiet, yeah?”

His hands travel down your body as his lips move in sync with yours.

His fingers pull up your long shirt, and tuck it under your tied t-shirt that rests at the top of your bump.

“So fuckin’ sexy showing your bump off.” He kneels down, pressing his lips gently to your skin. He pulls down your panties, gliding them down your thighs.

He lets them drop and he looks up at you, “Need you on my face.” He lays down on the couch and motions for you to move up.

You straddle his head and place one hand in his already messed up hair. He looks from you to your pussy before pulling your hips down.

You pull his hair and grip the back of the couch, “Fuck, oh fuck.”

You feel the grip of his hands tighten each time you moan out, “Fuck, yes daddy.”

You feel him moan against you and you squeeze your thighs shut as you cum. He continues to eat you out through your high, “Fuck.” He groans.

You move your hips back and look down at him. He gives you a smirk, “How do you want it?”

You bite your lip and shrug, I can just lean on the back of the couch?”

“If that works for you.”

You get up and watch as Louis stands up. He nods towards the couch and watches as you stand on your knees. You lean back, resting your elbows on it.

You bite your lip, excitement building up as you hear him shuffle out of his sweats. He strokes himself a few times before rubbing the head of his cock against your folds.

“Been thinking ‘bout this all day.” He closes his eyes, a moan escaping from his lips as pussy hugs his cock perfectly.

“Fuck, yes.” You moan and push your hips back more, “Fuck, daddy yes.” You whimper out and Louis pushes his cock all the way in, moaning out, “I fuckin’ love when you call me that.”

“Watching you in dad mode is so fucking hot.” You whine out and move your hips against his, “Fuck, Louis move. Please.”

Louis slowly starts to thrust, “Seein’ you in mom mode really gets me going too, babe. Fuck.” He slides a hand up your back, “How rough?”

“Rough, you can be rough.” You moan out as Louis slides his hand into your hair and grabs a fistful.

Louis picks up the speed of his thrust and pulls your hair to tilt your head back, “You’re so fuckin’ hot. Showin’ off that bump to let people know that you’re mine.”

His words send you over the edge, “Yesyesyesyes.” You moan as you cum around his cock.

“Shh. Baby.” He releases the grip on your hair and rubs his hand over it before he pulls his cock out and pulls your hips, “Come here.”

You stand up and turn around to face him, “You need a day off soon.”

Louis chuckles, “Yeah? Why’s that, babe?”

“So you can be doing this all day.” You reach out and grab his cock, slowly pumping it in your hand. He bites his lip and tilts his head to look at you, “I’m getting a day off and it’ll be you and me. All day long.”

You sit down on the couch and pull him with you. His hands hold up his weight as he leans down and connects his lips with yours again.

There’s a knock on the door and Louis’ head shoots straight up, “Freddie alright?”

“Yeah he’s fine, it’s so-“

“It can wait.” He doesn’t waste another second and presses his lips to yours once again and slips his cock inside of you.

He swallows your moans, keeping your moans muffled as he slides his cock in and out of you quickly.

“Fuck, y/n. I’m gonna cum.” Louis moans out, “cum with me, yeah?”

“S-so close.” You pant out. Louis kisses down your neck, biting a mark into your skin.

You clench his cock and roll your eyes roll back as you cling to him. You feel his cock twitch inside of you and you moan against his lips, kissing him a few times.

“Fuck.” Louis sighs and smiles, “you’re so fuckin’ incredible.” He stands up and gets you a towel, “Here.”

“Thank you.” You take the towel and wipe off. You stand up and redress yourself.

“I’m glad you’re showing it off.” Louis smiles at you.

“Yeah?” You pose for him with your hands pulling your dress tighter against your bump.

Louis watches you and shakes his head, “Uh huh. I really do.” He walks over and pulls you in for a kiss.

“Because it shows off that you’re mine.” He chuckles slightly and kisses for forehead, “I’m going to get around, I’ll meet you out with Freddie and them.”

“Sounds good.” You bite your lip and smile at him. He watches you as he back away and smiles before turning, “I like those crazy hormones, babe.”

“You’re annoying.” You yell with a laugh.

“That’s why you married me. You love me.”

“That I do.” You shake your head and walk out to greet the others, “Hey, sorry. I had a uh-“ you laugh slightly and glance down at Freddie, “Hormonal emergency if you know what I mean.”

“Yeah, no totally get it.” Amelia chuckles and holds her hand up. You both look at Niall and laugh at his shocked expression, “I didn’t need t’know that, y/n. Ugh.”

“When does dad go on?” Freddie asks looking up at you. You look down at him, “I believe he goes on here soon.”

He nods and looks around, “There he is!”

“Here I am. Hello, hello. Good to see you again, Amelia.” Louis smiles and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Good to see you, good luck tonight.” She smiles, “Oh and congratulations again. Sorry I wasn’t there in person when you told Niall.”

“No it’s alright, thank you. Yeah we’re excited.” Louis nods and rubs your belly.

“Freddie is already the best big brother.” You smile down at him.

“Louis. We’re going to start.”

“Yeah alright.” He turns and looks at Niall and Amelia, “See you after, yeah?”

“Course, lad.” Niall nods and Amelia agrees.

“Hey.” Louis grabs your hand and pulls you away from the group. “As soon as I’m done with my show, I want you in that dressing room.”

You nod, “Yes, daddy.” You smile and lean in to kiss him, “You got this, babe. We love you.”

“I fuckin’ love you.” He kisses your hand and waves to Freddie. You take Freddie and go to the side of the stage and Niall and Amelia follow.

“Wanna see something funny?” Niall laughs and leans forward slightly as Louis is in between songs. He holds himself there until some of the fans start to scream.

He leans back and Amelia hits his shoulder, “That’s so mean.”

You laugh and look over at him, “if you think that was bad, let me move out into the open.”

You move up and rest your elbow on the speaker, waving at some fans who spot you, trying to gain some attention.

Soon enough cameras are pointed at you and you laugh and motion for Niall and Amelia to come up.

They pop up beside you and the fans absolutely lose it.

You glance over at Louis and he’s watching you guys. Niall and Amelia back up and you step out, bump on full display.

You motion for Louis to just say something about it. He raises his eyebrows, double checking with you. You nod and smile.

“You guys have been absolutely incredible tonight!” Louis yells out. He lets the crowd cheer a little bit before speaking, “And for that I feel like you guys deserve something, so do you guys want to know something that we’ve all been keeping a secret?”

Louis teases the fans and they go absolutely berserk.

He laughs and holds her arms up, egging them on with their repetitive chant of ‘tell us’.

“Alright, alright.” He starts out and the crowd goes quiet. After a quick moment of silent he pointed at you, “My wife is pregnant!” The grow instantly goes wild and Louis celebrates, “Freddie is going to be a big brother!”

You hug Freddie and cheer with the crowd.

Louis runs over and hugs you, “Congratulations. You’ll be number one trending on twitter.”

You smirk, “We can worry about that in the morning.”

He smiles and kisses you before going back out on stage.

You laugh and look at Niall and Amelia, “You guys will be second trending on twitter.”

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This is my first ever Louis smut and I hope you like it!

If you want to check out my Harry and Niall Smut One Shots you can go here -> @cinemastyles-blog @wastedonhoran

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ukcrazedcanadiangirl · 1 month

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1d rp

i know this is a long shot but does anyone wanna be my 1d rp partner? I’ll even do a double rp if you want

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mean dom yn with sub louis....

like I want hair pulling, slapping, overstim, edging. I want him SCREAMING

please 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋🎀🎀🎀🎀

all mine

summary: louis’ a mess.

warnings: coarse language, smut, overstimulation, pain kink, light bondage

pairing: louis tomlinson x fem!reader

•••

Louis let out a muffled sob against Y/N’s now wet palm, his stomach tensing while his hips tried to shy away from her touch, head falling back against her shoulder. Y/N’s hand was pressed over Louis’ mouth tightly until she decided it wasn’t enough, pushing two fingers into his wet and plush mouth, pushing down on his tongue while feeling him lick over them. Tears were drying on his flushed cheeks and surely the skin of his wrists were red from how much he had been twisting them behind his back, trying to undo the knots.

Y/N was sitting behind Louis on the bed, her front pressed to his back. She would sometimes lean in and mouth at his shoulder and neck while she listened to his pathetic and whiny pleas, watching him squirm as she held his legs open with her own. She would murmur the filthiest of things in his ear, rotting his brain with such sinful fantasies.

“Pl-please.” He said around her fingers, all wet and messy with saliva with his face twisting up in both pleasure and pain as she continued to thumb at his sensitive tip, trying desperately to get air back into his lungs. He could hear his heart in his ears loudly and felt every single individual tingle all over his body, somehow so hyper-aware of how he felt but also so fuzzy. “God, please.” He groaned and half-sobbed, inhaling sharply when she then took her wet fingers out of his mouth and grasped his hair tightly, forcing him to look down at the mess he had made all over himself.

“You’re such a mess.” She said calmly, lips tugging up at the corners a little. She tightened his grip on his hair a little bit more just to hear the small whimper he let out amongst the heavy pants slipping past his lips. She ran a finger up his inner thigh and looked over at his face when his head fell back against her shoulder once more, eyes closed blissfully.

“Please.” He said quietly, his voice a little raspy from how much he had been groaning and whining and moaning and begging, shaking his head lightly when she ran a finger along the length of his cock, gently spreading the precum that started beading at his tip afterwards.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“N…” He gasped, “No, fuck, no.”

a/n: let’s make love

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Christmas' gift

notas da autora: voces pensaram que nao teriam one do louis esse ano, né? Ver a família Tomlinson reunida me da um quentinho no coração, então, resolvi escrever um pouquinho sobre eles. Qualquer comentário ruim sobre qualquer um dos membros da família não será respondido. Estou tentando melhorar as cenas hots, me digam o que acharam e no que eu posso melhorar :D

Contagem de palavras: ~2k

Avisos: conteúdo sexual, sexo desprotegido (não façam isso!), palavrões.

Personagens: louis!marido x leitora!esposa

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— Ele simplesmente caiu no sono. - Murmurei vendo Freddie resonar em cima de mim.

Era noite véspera de Natal e aniversário de Louis. Estávamos em Doncaster na casa de Lottie, a família Tomlinson resolveu fazer a festa aqui esse ano, já que no último ano havia sido na nossa casa.

Todos estavam conversando logo após seguirem suas tradições como usar pijamas iguais, comer biscoitos confeitados e dar presentes para as crianças.

Eles são a família que eu nunca tive, eu simplesmente amo fazer parte disso.

— Pensei que ele ficaria correndo pra lá e pra cá a noite inteira. – Louis comentou enquanto finalizava sua cerveja.

Seus dedos acariciavam os cabelos macios do filho, os bracinhos de Freddie me apertaram mais ainda enquanto ele ajeitava o rosto pouco acima dos meus seios.

Por mais que o garoto já estivesse grande, nos momentos em família e longe de tudo, ele era o bebê do papai… E meu também.

Desde que eu havia começado meu relacionamento com Louis há alguns anos, Freddie e eu nos demos bem e quando ele passava esse tempo conosco, ele ficava manhoso, mas não de um jeito ruim, ele amava ser o centro das atenções do pai dele.

Eu não julgava, pois sabia como era difícil ter que dividir o pai dele com o resto do mundo boa parte do tempo.

— Ele comeu muitos doces, mas a busca pelo Papai Noel o cansou com toda certeza.

— A busca e o ciúmes. – Louis deixou um beijo na cabeça do menino e um na minha bochecha.

Louis estava sentado virado para o meu lado no sofá, Lottie estava amamentando Lucky em uma das poltronas próxima a nós, as gêmeas haviam colocado Ernest e Doris pra dormir assim que os avós deles se recolheram e agora estavam vendo sobre as fotos que postariam. Mark e Lewis conversavam sobre golfe enquanto finalizavam os respectivos drinks.

— Ciúmes? – Perguntei.

— Do primo. De você com o primo. Do primo comigo. – Louis comentou e arqueou as sombrancelhas como se fosse óbvio.

Revezei meu olhar entre ele e Lottie que concordou com a cabeça apontando pra Lucky.

— Sério? Eu não percebi isso… Estava tão animada em ver vocês com os presentes, comendo o bolo de aniversário, que não prestei atenção.

— Quando você estava com Lucky no colo, Freddie chegou a largar o brinquedo e fechou a cara que nem meu irmão. – Lottie me respondeu e eu fiz uma careta.

— Eu realmente não percebi, pensei que ele já havia acostumado a não ser o nosso único bebê… Mas ele sobre ele fechar a cara com ciúmes, pensei que era algo natural dos Tomlinsons.

Pisquei pra minha cunhada que riu baixinho e Louis deu o dedo, ergui a sombrancelha como se estivesse ficado brava e ele ficou sem graça.

— Desculpe, amor. Força do hábito.

Eu ri concordando e ajeitando meu entiado.

Nos despedimos do pessoal que ainda estava acordado, Freddie ainda estava no meu colo, seus braços presos no meu pescoço e suas pernas enroladas na minha cintura.

Abri a porta do quarto lentamente já que Doris e Ernest já estavam dormindo ali.

Deitei o garotinho na cama e o cobri, deixando um beijinho na cabeça dele. Louis seguiu meus passos fazendo o mesmo.

Passei pelos meus cunhados mais novos e também ajeitei os cobertores.

Fui para meu quarto e depois pro banheiro, escovando os dentes. Louis me acompanhou enquanto via as fotos que as gêmeas haviam enviado no grupo da família.

Coloquei um pijama mais confortável e mais grosso pois a nevasca nessa noite seria intensa.

Enquanto eu ajeitava meu suéter pra por nos meu braços, senti as mãos geladas e um pouco umidas passarem pelas minhas costelas e cruzando na minha barriga.

— Outro presente de aniversário, uh? - Ouvi Louis soltar um risinho sacana enquanto uma mão entrava na minha calcinha e a outra apertava um dos meus seios.

Fechei meus olhos e abaixei meus braços. Afastei um pouco minhas pernas sentindo os dedos de Louis massagearem levemente meu ponto.

— Amor… eu já te dei seu presente de a-aniversário. – Ronronei enquanto sentia o pau endurecido de Louis roçando atrás de mim.

— Por favor, amor? Uh? – Foi a vez de Louis ronronar, seus beijos sendo distribuídos no meu pescoço.

Uma brisa bateu em nós, fazendo meu corpo inteiro arrepiar de frio e como um estalo na minha cabeça, abri meus olhos e voltei a fechar as pernas.

— Estou com frio, baby… – Estiquei meus braços e coloquei o suéter escuro que Lottie havia me presenteado.

Me virei de frente para Louis e percebi suas pupiladas dilatadas e apenas um fino círculo azul de suas iris em volta.

Olhei pra baixo rapidamente e Louis ainda estava excitado e a marca em sua calça de moletom denunciava isso.

— Você vai me negar a fazer amor comigo, S/n? – As mãos de Louis continuavam no meu quadril, seu tom de voz era de indignação. – No meu aniversário?

— Tecnicamente, é aniversário de Jesus, o seu foi ontem. – Joguei meus braços na lateral do pescoço de Louis e o encarei com a sombrancelha direita arqueada.

Louis deu seu famoso sorriso fofo que sua fanbase enlouquecia quando ele dava, mas com certeza ele estava pensando em uma resposta muito boa, eu sabia que ele não se abalaria pela minha brincadeira.

Me pus nas pontas dos pés e dei um selinho tentando desmanchar seu sorriso e até que funcionou.

Louis aprofundou o beijo e eu suspirei, senti uma de suas mãos segurar meu rosto enquanto seu corpo impulsionou o meu para a cama. Fomos caminhando aos tropeços, beijos e risadas. Dei um pulinho e sentei na enorme cama do quarto, Louis ficou entre minhas pernas e se esticou em cima de mim mantendo os braços como escoras.

— Tudo bem, vamos dormir. – Mais um selinho foi dado e Louis saiu de cima de mim.

Novamente, arqueei minha sombrancelha, ele havia desistido facilmente? Muito estranho.

Louis bateu a mão no interruptor e apenas os abajures, um de cada lado da cama, iluminaram o quarto.

Me ajeitei na cama, mas ainda desconfiada da desistência dele. Dobrei o lençol para que Louis se cobrisse mais facilmente.

Pelas sombras e pela movimentação na cama, não demorou muito pra que meu marido se juntasse a mim. Resolvi adiantar o processo e tirei minha calça acompanhada da minha calcinha ficando apenas com o suéter. Virei de lado, ansiosa pra ver a reação de Louis e para o meu alívio, ele me abraçou se tornando a concha maior.

Ele nos cobriu e era possível ouvir apenas nossas respirações e o vento rebatendo contra as janelas.

Eu ainda conseguia sentir o membro de Louis contra minha bunda e agora de alguma forma, eu também estava excitada.

— Meu amor… - Balancei minha bunda contra excitação de Louis, que soltou um suspiro pesado.

— Você está molhada não está, querida? – A voz de Louis saiu rouca, sua mão agarrou meu quadril e me ajudou a me mover contra ele.

Apenas acenei com a cabeça mesmo estando pouco iluminado. A mão de Louis deixou meu quadril e entrou por baixo do meu suéter, seus dedos brincaram com os meus mamilos endurecidos pelo frio e pela excitação.

— Eu sei que está, meu amor, não precisa responder. Minha garota atrevida agora precisa de mim? – Os lábios de Louis que estavam bem próximos da minha orelha, agora estavam distribuindo beijos pelo meu pescoço novamente me fazendo involuntariamente fechar os olhos.

Ainda de lado, Louis deu dois tapinhas rápidos no meu quadril como uma sinalização para que eu parasse. Seus lábios não desgrudaram do meu pescoço, mas eu podia sentir uma movimentação atrás de mim, com certeza era Louis se livrando da parte debaixo do moletom.

— Seja uma boa garota e abra um pouco as pernas, sim? – Louis pediu e eu obedeci, sentindo seu pau invadir e esticar minhas paredes internas. Seu pau quente sendo envolvido pela minha buceta era simplesmente gostoso demais.

A sensação deliciosa me fez puxar o edredom que nos cobria, uma forma de preencher o meu abraço já que Louis estava atrás de mim e também, uma maneira de abafar os gemidos causados pela sensação boa de te-lo dentro de mim.

— Tão gostoso seu pau dentro de mim, amor… Tão bom… – O braço de Louis apertou ainda mais minha cintura com o meu comentário, seu peito colado nas minhas costas e seu quadril batendo implacável contra mim.

— Você gosta, não é? Gosta de se sentir cheia com meu pau? – Sentia meu pescoço suar com os suspiros e beijos de Louis, e eu concordei rapidamente – Que tal darmos um irmão para o nosso garoto, uh? Quero te encher, S/n… Posso gozar dentro? Você vai ser a mamãe do meu bebê?

Um arrepiou grandioso passou por todo meu corpo, a sensação era tão avassaladora que eu não pensei muito além de concordar. Eu fazia controle de natalidade desde sempre, mas já estávamos casados há alguns anos e com certeza ver o bebê de Lottie, despertou isso em Louis.

— Me responda, amor!? – Louis desascelerou suas estocadas e eu revirei os olhos, ele batia contra mim de forma lenta e torturante – Vamos dar um irmão ao Freddie? Uh? Você vai ficar tão linda grávida do nosso bebê, eu vou ser o homem mais feliz desse mundo…

— Sim, amor… Por favor, o que você quiser, mais por favor… – Choraminguei um pouco mais alto enquanto senti uma das mãos de Louis abandonar meu quadril, afastar um pouco minhas pernas e começar a acaricias com as pontas dos dedos meu clítoris.

— Já entendi, gatinha… Fique quietinha pra não acordar a casa toda… – Seus dedos circulavam meu ponto sensível, minha perna levantada tremia, Louis passou o braço que estava apoiado na cama por baixo de mim e sua mão agarrou meu pescoço apertando um pouco.

Meus olhos fecharam fortemente adorando o misto de sensações. Minha unhas pefuraram o edredom enquanto meu corpo ondulava contra o de Louis. Seus gemidos baixos me faziam querer chorar de prazer. Senti meus músculos internos apertarem contra o membro de Louis, meu corpo tremia pela excitação, agora eu estava mais aquecida do que nunca.

Mais duas ou três estocadas, Louis soltou um gemido longo no meu ouvido e senti seu quadril entrar em espasmos, logo o líquido quente e espesso ser atirado dentro de mim.

— Porra… porra… – Os dedos de Louis pararam por alguns segundos e logo voltaram ao trabalho. – Goze pra mim, amor, goza no meu pau!? Sim?

Mordi meus lábios quando senti um tremor no pé da minha barriga e a sensação de relaxamento rebater contra os meus sentidos.

— Minha boa garota… – Louis ainda estava dentro de mim e não parecia querer sair tão cedo. Deitei minha cabeça contra ele, minha visão estava um pouco turva mas eu iria superar. Nós dois estávamos ofegantes. – Tão linda, tão minha… Eu te amo tanto…

— Muito quente, amor… – Meu corpo estava mole e meus sentidos bagunçados.

Louis pareceu entender e me ajudou a tirar o suéter, meu corpo estremeceu novamente devido a temperatura do quarto que estava quente, mas não tanto quanto meu corpo.

Soltei um longo suspiro sentindo Louis nos desconectando, era uma sensação estranha, literalmente um vazio dentro de mim. Ele puxou os grossos cobertores pra cima de nós. Eu conseguia sentir nossos líquidos saindo de mim, mas eu definitivamente não tinha forças pra limpar agora, eu só queria ficar o mais próxima possível do meu marido.

— Lou… – Gemi – Fica aqui? Por favor?

— Claro, meu amor. Só estou nos cobrindo porque não quero que a mãe do meu bebê fique resfriada.

Louis me abraçou novamente por trás, me aconcheguei nele sentindo a levedura vinda do seu corpo, um sorriso nasceu no meu rosto ao imaginar mais um bebê na família.

— Você realmente quer ter um bebê comigo? – Virei meu rosto tentando olha-lo mesmo com pouca luz.

Por mais que já fôssemos casados, eu ainda era um pouco insegura. Louis viajava o tempo todo, obviamente muitas pessoas por ai eram melhores do que eu.

— Todos que você quiser ter comigo, amor. Vai ser meu presente de Natal adiantado do próximo ano! – Ele beijou a ponta do meu nariz – Mas, você vai ter que ajudar com o senhor ciúmes…

Soltei um risinho, concordando com a cabeça.

— Não fale assim do nosso garoto, eu tenho certeza que ele vai ser um ótimo irmão mais velho.

— Sim, estou brincando. - Louis deu o sorriso fofo novamente, eu acariciei seu cabelo e me virei de frente pra ele, encaixando meu rosto entre seu ombro e pescoço. – Feliz Natal, querida.

— Feliz Natal, meu amor. E feliz aniversário, de novo.

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