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holdinonto-heartache · 10 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

Likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

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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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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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Somebucky’s One Direction Masterlist

One Direction (Some are requests, and some are not.)

Venture below the line for my Fanfics, and Oneshots of One Direction.

Preferences of the Boys

You’re Latina

Cute Date

Phones

Missing Christmas

Wearing His Shirt

Cameras

“More than I do”

Fears

Music

Surprising You

Helper

You’re African American

Secrets

Flowers

Gym Together

You’re Beautiful

Cute Moments

Names

Children

Zayn

Go-Karts

Stressed

Necklace

Laryngitis

Harry’s Little Sister

Birthday

Seeing Him Perform

Pillow Pad

Curvy - Z

Louis

Trigger Warning - Depression

Six Flags

Meeting Fans

Flirt

Singing

The Conjuring

Butt-Dial

Beach Day

Break Up

Curvy - LT

Liam

BFF

Curvy - LP

Surprise

Paparazzi

Bowling

French

Niall

You’re Sick

Pranking The Boys

High School: Getting into Trouble

Zac Efron

Paps

The Flu

Best Song Ever

You’re my Tomboy

First Concert

Everything has Changed

Scary Movie

Bad Dream

Not Pretty

Can’t Wait

Tickle Monster

Meet the Family

Driving Me Crazy

Preschooler Trouble

Masquerade

Fans give you bracelets

Basketball/Kiss Cam

Learning Dutch/Flemish

Appendix

Prank

Haters

Proposal

Award Presenters

Spider

Cars

Big Brother Harry

He’s Sick

Your son and Niall

Crazy Boys

Cuddle Buddy

Sick at Christmas

Road Trip

Truly, Madly, Deeply

Club Caddy

Rumors

Too Perfect

Kids Coloring

Grumpy

Old Friends

Sick Kid

Home Again

Curvy - N

Harry

Tattoo

He’s just a friend

Disney

Curvy - H

Couple’s Shoot

Plus Size

The Date

Movie Night with the Family

Asthma

Something Great

Cake

Making him Jump

High School: The Office

Fort Styles

Signing

Backstage

He talks to your Dad

Marcel -BSE

Nightmare

Cousin’s Wedding

High School

Scared to Love again

Punk

My Family

Everything

Black Friday Shopping

Getting Married

Meeting Daniel Radcliffe.

Wedding

Happy Birthday

Double Date

Drunk

Date Night Plans

Snowfall

Neighbors

Working Out

Move in

Couple Name

Our Tree

The Hate

Play Fighting

Cake Making

Beautiful Face

Story of My Life

Jealousy

Cheesy Jokes

Meet the grandparents

It’s a girl

I choose you

Food Poisoning

Going to State

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This tag is on all of my writings, so if you want to come back to my masterlist easily or find another work by me, just click the somebucky tag at each work, search my page or all of tumblr for the tag. :)

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Harry Styles Wattpad Fan Fiction Recs

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I do majority of my reading on Wattpad, so I've put together a list of my all-time favourite books from there and also attached my own reading list as well for anyone who would like to look through it!

Click for the full reading list

Breaking The Ice by sarbearfive

Hockerry with a slow burn romance. Read it all in one night IT WAS SO GOOD!!!!!!

Spotlight by Kiwiharryy

Enemies to lovers, also they're in a fake relationship which I eat up everytime!!!!

Rising Stars by tpwk1d00

Two famous singers fall in love

PRETEND by alittleloveeee

Another enemies to lovers where they're actors

Scandal by angelsvol6

Yet another fake relationship fic, trust me THIS ONE IS SO INCREDIBLE, I've read it at least 3 times now.

Assumptions by sugarpaperactuallyx

Famous au where the reader is working on the "behind the album" documentary with harry.

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hi for the first tomlinson!sister blurb maybe like her and harry’s relationship during the years? her relationship with her family and louis idk lol im bad at coming up with ideas 😭

trope masterlist || ask me anything <3

anniversary masterlist is here !!

welcome to the first blurb of the week all for my first anniversary 💞 i hope you enjoy it just as much as i had creating it <3

authors note - thanks to whoever came up with this gorgeous idea it’s definitely a good one so i hope i somehow did it justice💗💗 when it comes to the tragic passings of johannah and felicity, i decided not to use there photos in this just to respect the privacy of the tomlinson family🙏

2010,

MARCH. (account private.)

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yourinstagram, good luck lou! can’t believe that my brother is auditioning for the x-factor i know for a fact that your going to smash it ❤️

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yourfriend, good luck louis!

mrsjohannahdeakin, can’t believe my baby boys doing this ❤️

yourfriend, wait what? how did i not know he was auditioning??

yourfriend, good luck

yourfriend, so that’s why your not in school today?

DECEMBER.

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gemmastyles, get a room

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gemmasfriend, can’t believe how famous harry is now

gemmasfriend, cuties

annetwist, all i see is a bunch of cuties

mrsjohannahdeakin, the cutest babies ever

gemmasfriend, Harry’s got a gf?

yourinstagram, gem!

2011,

SEPTEMBER. (account still private.)

liked by yourfriend, mrsjohannahdeakin and 56 others.

yourinstagram, so guess who appeared in her brothers music video? this girl and it was everything and more. if your my friend then you’ll go and stream it right now 💞

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yourfriend, this song is such a bop

yourfriend, im so jealous that you got to be that close to Harry 😮‍💨

yourinstagram, 🫣🫣

mrsjohannahdeakin, super proud of the boys for this

yourfriend, this song is so good like your brother and his friends are geniuses

2012,

FEBRUARY. (Account Still Private.)

liked by lottietomlinson, mrsjohannahdeakin and 198 others.

yourinstagram, birthday meal for the birthday boy happy eighteenth to my curly headed friend🎉🎂

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yourfriend, still can’t believe that your friends with the one direction boys

yourfriend, happy birthday harry

mrsjohannahdeakin, happy birthday harry feels like it was just yesterday that I met little sixteen year old you for the very first time

yourinstagram, he just read this and is blushing right infront of me

yourfriend, happy birthday

liked by username, username and 4,419 others.

enews, harry styles and his band mates little sister (yn) spotted getting cosy after leaving a restaurant together. read more at the link in our bio. 🔗

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username, wtf? that’s his bestfriends sister

username, the way he’s holding her in the third picture

username, this is kinda gross

username, why would she do that to louis?

username, wasn’t it his birthday yesterday?

username, and they were the only two who went out to celebrate so it was obviously a date

username, there actually cute

2013.

AUGUST.

“Homes always been a special place to me,��Harry spoke into the camera, head resting in the palm of his hand.

“I’ve taken a few people there but only people that mean something special to me, and yeah you could say that one of those people is (Y/N),” A soft smile formed on his face. “She just understands this life y’know like because of her brother being Lou.”

A cease formed in his brow. “Although telling Louis that I was dating his sister was something I wish I could go back and never have to do.”

“Only joking, he actually did take it pretty well to be fair,” he let out a soft laugh. “Let’s just say I didn’t end up with a black eye.”

— Harry referring to (Y/N) Tomlinson in This Is Us.

2014.

JUNE. (account public.)

liked by harrystyles, louist91 and 10,476 others.

yourinstagram, fangirling proper rn because i’ve just met five seconds of summer and I don’t exactly know how to cope knowing i was stood right next to luke hemmings 😳

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username, this girl is living all of our fantasies right now

username, Callum’s a proper fitty

harrystyles, luke hemmings? not like you’ve got me or anything

yourinstagram, but his accent…

harrystyles, heyyyy

username, your adorable

username, i want to live your life

username, how does it feel girly??

2015,

APRIL.

enews, harry styles and (y/n) tomlinson spark engagement rumours just weeks after band mate zayn malik leaves the group. read more at the link in our bio. 🔗

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username, good for them i guess

username, hope this is true there my faves 🙏

username, she’s not even that pretty 🤷‍♀️

username, excuse you! but just because she’s dating someone that you find attractive doesn’t mean that you can be so mean to someone

username, aren’t they a little young?

username, ayyo

username, childhood sweethearts and all that jazz

username, defo a PR stunt

username, one that’s been going on for five years?

2016,

JANUARY.

liked by annetwist, taylorswift and 234,619 others.

yourinstagram, welcome to the world our darling nephew, freddie reign tomlinson, auntie and uncle adore you so much ❤️💗

tagged, louist91 and brianasrealaccount

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username, freddie 😭

lottietomlinson, can’t believe you met him before me ☹️

username, love how she said ‘our nephew’ instead of ‘my nephew’

username, harry holding a baby is something i never knew i needed

username, imagine when him and (y/n) have kids

username, welcome to the world freddie!

username, he’s so cute!

harrystyles, he definitely likes me more.

yourinstagram, in your dreams lover boy

username, there banter >>>>

DECEMBER.

liked by yourfriend, zayn and 1,345,329 others.

yourinstagram, Mum, I miss you.

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2017,

APRIL.

liked by yourinstagram, lottietomlinson and 2,464,924 others.

harrystyles, SIGN.OF.THE.TIMES // 7.APRIL. 17 //

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username, oh this is gonna be good

username, this songs is gonna be iconic just y’all wait

yourinstagram, so proud h! ❤️

harrystyles liked your comment.

username, him releasing music means that one direction are officially over and I don’t know how to feel about that

username, excited!

lottietomlinson, love love love

harrystyles liked your comment.

username, CRYING

username, that date is so soon! you could have given us some more time to prepare.

MAY.

liked by lottietomlinson, taylorswift and 832,178 others.

yourinstagram, tried to get a picture of cillian murphy but some rando was giving me death glares🤷‍♀️

tagged, harrystyles

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username, same girl same

username, if looks could kill girly

lottietomlinson, cillian could do a lot of things to me…

yourinstagram, 🫣

username, if harry styles looked at me like that id simply pass away

username, the two loves of my life

gemmastyles, give him my number!

yourinstagram, will do!

harrystyles, heyyyyy

2018,

november.

liked by louist91, annetwist and 5,431,890 others.

harrystylesandyourinstagram, 08.11.2018

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lottietomlinson, best day ever!

liampayne, one of the best days

annetwist, im still emotional typing this

niallhoran, loved it lad

gemmastyles, now give me a neice/nephew pls and thx

yourfriend, your dreams came true!

louist91, treat her right styles

zayn, so happy for you

2019,

march.

liked by username, taylorswift and 709,326 others.

yourinstagram, the moon was always her favourite. fizzy, i miss you.

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2020,

JANUARY.

liked by harrystyles, the.daisytomlinson and 934,431 others.

yourinstagram, my best friend just released his debut album, go listen to it or else i will hunt you down….

tagged, louist91

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username, already have!!

username, listened and loved every single song on it

harrystyles, i thought i was your best friend.

yourinstagram, you are baby, you are

username, this album ruined me 😭

username, whose music is better louis or harrys?

yourinstagram, uhhh 1D?

username, walls is gonna be iconic watch this space

2021,

SEPTEMBER.

liked by lottietomlinson, niallhoran and 709,315 others.

yourinstagram, The Away From Home Festival 💞

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username, gorgeous!

annetwist, so pretty darling

yourinstagram, ❤️

username, im there aswell

username, isn’t harry starting tour tomorrow ?

username, yeah he is, guess she’s not going 🤷‍♀️

username, maybe they’ve divorced?

yourinstagram, hi! im flying out directly after this to go and support him just in time for his first show tomorrow, me and h are happier than ever so please stop trying to get involved in our personal lives x

username, that outfit is so pretty, so casual but so chic

username, she looks more and more like lottie everyday

username, is it just me or does it look like she has a bump?

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yourinstagram, it really is love on tour ❤️

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username, power couple

gemmastyles, iconic 👌

username, best night of my life

username, can someone look at me the way harry looks at (y/n)??

username, my show!

username, she defo has a baby bump

username, don’t just assume things

username, your so gorgeous!

lottietomlinson, my beauty of a sister 💗

yourinstagram, have you seen yourself?

DECEMBER.

liked by taylorswift, thephoebetomlinson and 3,476,218 others.

yourinstagram and harrystyles, the best christmas present we could have ever asked for.

felix robin styles.

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2022,

JUNE.

liked by harrystyles, lottietomlinson and 932,164 others.

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‘Tate atenta a la fuga

Louis até tentou afastar Harry depois que recebeu sua sentença, mas ele mesmo se viu voltando para os cachos chocolate depois de 6 anos

TW: menção a tentativa de estrupo, violência, uso de maconha, traição, Hlinter, exibicionismo e desuso de preservativo

Harry, 26

Louis, 28

Aproveitem a leitura:)

(dessa vez realmente)

Dsclp qualquer erro eu revisei mas deve ter passado algo porque são 2 da manhã

“POLICIA! SOLTE A ARMA!” os olhos de louis se arregalam, as luzes vermelha e azul iluminando a noite escura “NÃO VAMOS REPETIR! SOLTE A ARMA E COLOQUE AS MÃOS PARA CIMA” o moreno suspira antes de olhar para Harry que chorava desesperadamente

Louis solta a arma e logo dois policiais vem para cima de si, prendendo as algemas firmes em seus pulsos

Os olhos azuis encontraram os olhos verdes mais uma vez antes de ser levado para a delegacia

“Vai ficar tudo bem” ele falou baixinho

Louis foi preso, condenado a 6 anos de prisão por porte ilegal de arma e homicidio

Harry sabia que ele era inocente, ela ate tentou depor no julgamento mas a familia do seu abusador apresentou um laudo falso dizendo que a garota tinha problemas mentais

Louis não se arrependia, não tinha o minimo remorso. O momento mais satisfatorio de sua vida foi poder vingar sua namorada enfiando uma bala atraves da cabeça do babaca. Ele ate confessou o crime

Harry contou as horas e os minutos até que pudesse ver Louis novamente e quando esse dia chegou ela acordou cedo para se arrumar e preparar algumas coisas pra levar para ele

Ao chegar na frente do presidio seu coração começou a bater forte e o vento gélido de inicio de inverno a fazia estremecer

Quando Louis entrou na sala de visitas acompanhado de um guarda Harry congelou em seu lugar

Ele tinha um corte na sobrancelha e no canto dos labios finos e mais alguns hematomas em sua mandíbula

“Lou!” Ela se aproxima observando o rosto com cuidado

“Ta tudo bem, Hazzy” ele se afasta forjando um sorriso que não combinava com o tom gélido dos olhos azuis

“Porque não disse para os guardas que eles estão te batendo?”

“Não é assim que funciona, Harry” ele senta em uma das cadeiras no meio da sala enquanto brinca com as algemas em seu pulso “foram os próprios guardas que fizeram isso”

“Não gosto de te ver machucado” Harry se aproxima deixando um selinho nos labios rosados

“Vamos falar de coisas boas. Logo vão me separar de você”

“Luke sente sua falta”

Luke era o filhote de Husky que Louis tinha presenteado Harry no aniversario de dois anos de namoro deles

“Eu acho injusto você não poder trazer ele nas visitas” Harry senta em cima da mesa de frente para Louis, esse que se aproxima e deita a cabeça nas coxas pálidas “senti sua falta”

“Logo você vai estar livre de novo” ela acaricia os fios castanhos sentindo um bolo se formar em sua garganta

“São seis anos, Harry”

“Nós vamos passar por isso” uma lagrima solitária escorre pela bochecha rosada de Harry “eu vou ficar te esperando, Lou”

“Vamo Tomlinson hora de voltar” o guarda entra no cubículo

“Até semana que vem, amor” ele reluta um pouquinho antes de ser forçado para fora da sala

Nos dois primeiros anos Harry visitava Louis constantemente e isso causou revolta em sua familia

Afinal não era certo a filinha unica dos styles ter um namorado atras das grades

Mas ela suportou todos os olhares de desgosto quando tinha comemorações em familia, porem no dia que louis completava 3 anos preso harry recebeu a noticia de que ele não queria ver ela, assim como no dia seguinte, e na proxima semana, quando completou um mês que harry continuava sendo negada ela recebeu uma carta

“Você é livre, Hazza. Não gaste seu tempo se prendendo a mim”

Harry chorou, chorou de saudade, chorou de raiva

Por muitos dias ela mal saia do quarto ou se alimentava mas logo o verão chegou ao fim e a garota teria que começar de novo a faculdade

Ela trancou o curso depois de todo o escândalo da prisão de Louis, ainda mais quando o motivo da prisão também era um aluno da faculdade.

Logo depois do inicio das aulas Harry estava em uma das festas universitárias junto de Louis e mais algumas amigas quando um cara, que depois ela descobriu que se chamava Blake, começou a flertar descaradamente com Harry, mesmo depois que ela falou que tinha namorado.

Na semana seguinte ele começou a seguir a garota pelo campus e um dia após do fim das aulas ele a agarrou e a levou para uma das salas vazias do corredor. Para sorte de Harry um professor tinha esquecido as coisas na sala então Harry pode correr

As perseguições continuaram ate em um ponto em que ele começou a seguir harry até o apartamento que a garota dividia com Louis

Nessa tarde Harry estava sozinha no apartamento quando a campainha tocou, Louis tinha saído para comprar comida então Harry apenas supôs que era ele e que tinha esquecido as chaves então abriu a porta. Mas para a surpresa da cacheada não era Louis que estava ali

O Stalker agarrou harry a prendendo contra a parede, Luke estranhando a movimentação começou a latir e tentar morder o desconhecido

Harry conseguiu fugir novamente correndo para fora do prédio e encontrando com Louis que acabava de estacionar na frente do local

O moreno notou o desespero nos olhos da namorada e logo a figura que corria em direção da garota. Ele não pensou duas vezes antes de pegar a arma do porta-luvas e disparar três vezes contra o homem

Depois que a noticia se espalhou pela faculdade Harry não teve mais coragem de pisar naquele lugar de novo, ainda mais quando ela tinha tantas más lembranças

Harry realmente não gostava de ir para a faculdade

Até no dia em um festival da faculdade ela conheceu Thomas, seu atual namorado.

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“Acredita que ja estamos juntos ha 2 anos, amor” o loiro abraçava os ombros de harry enquanto eles caminhavam com Luke pelo parque perto do apartamento que moravam juntos hà 8 meses

“Sim é louco né?” Harry tomava o milk shake sentindo a brisa confortavel do inicio do verão, ela estava estranhamente de muito bom humor hoje

“Se as coisas não tivessem tornado o rumo que tomaram talvez sequer tinhamos nos conhecidos” a garota apenas concorda não entendendo muito bem onde ele queria chegar com essa conversa “ainda lembro de quando nos conhecemos pela primeira vez, você parecia tão abalada, amor. Gosto de ver o quanto você evoluiu” eles param proximo a um lago “gosto de saber que ajudei o brilho da Harry das historia que a sua mãe conta voltar” a mão cheia de aneis acaricia a bochecha rosada

“E eu sou muito feliz de ter um namorado tão atencioso” ela sorri fraco

“Eu sei que pode parecer precipitado mas eu acho que essa realmente seja uma ideia perfeita” os olhos castanhos olhavam Harry em expectativa “ja moramos juntos então esse só vai ser um passo a mais no nosso relacionamento” ele ajoelha e tira uma caixinha vermelha aveludada da mochilinha nas costas do Husky “quer casar comigo?” E por fim a caixinha é aberta revelando o par de alianças

“É serio?” A cacheada estava estatica sem acreditar oque estava ouvindo

“Não quero forçar nada tambem, se não quiser ta tudo bem” thomas fala rapido querendo se levantar

“É claro que eu quero, amor!” Harry começa a praticamente pular animada e mal acreditando que agora ela tinha um anel em seu dedo

“Você vai ficar tão linda de branco, Hazzy” ele abraça a cacheada “vai ser a noiva mais linda do mundo”

“E com o noivo mais lindo do mundo”

Isso fez harry ter uma ponta de esperança que as coisas podiam sim melhorar, mesmo que no fundo ela ainda se pegava pensando sobre louis, se ele estava bem e se ele ao menos sentia sua falta. Mesmo que hoje ela tivesse recebido a notificaçao “liberdade do meu Lou💕” em seu calendario

Ela não estava sendo egoista com o homem que trocou a propia liberdade por sua causa, afinal ele mesmo disse que ela deveria seguir em frente

Eles ainda se abraçavam felizes quando Luke ameaçou correr, fazendo Thomas agarrar a coleira, e começar a latir para um homem que caminhava pelo parque

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“Prometo que volto a tempo para a prova de doces na quarta” thomas terminava de fechar a mala de mão

“Você não pode adiar a viagem pra depois do casamento?” Harry senta na cama amarrando o robe de seda em sua cintura pequena

“Eu tentei adiar, amor. Mas se eu conseguir fazer essa parceria vai ajudar muito a empresa” ele beija a testa da cacheada “sabe como é dificil conseguir horario na agenda dos deakin” Harry bufa baixinho

“Promete que vai estar aqui na quarta?”

“Prometo” Harry da um ultimo beijo no noivo antes dele sair do apartamento

Era quase sempre assim, Thomas passava quase uma semana inteira viajando e quase sequer tinha tempo para Harry

A mulher passava então a maior parte do tempo passeando na casa de amelia, sua melhor amiga e que tinha acabado de ter gemeos

Harry adorava passar a tarde na casa nao tao longe da sua, ela sempre sonhou em ter uma familia grande.

Mas tambem nunca teve tempo de falar sobre com Thomas

Em exatos dois meses aconteceria finalmente a cerimonia de casamento que ela tanto esperou, só faltava acabar de resolver pequenos detalhes

“Luke, vamos hora do filme” ela chama o cachorro enquanto terminar de fazer as pipocas e pegava alguns petiscos no armário da cozinha “no fim sempre vai ser nos dois né, Lulu?” Os olhos azuis do animal traziam um conforto para Harry

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“Não luke você não pode comer outra cenoura! Eu acabei de cortar essas” o cachorro choraminga na perna de harry “seu pai chega hoje de viagem, se você comer todas as cenouras não vai sobrar cenouras para o jantar” ele deita ao pe de Harry continua resmungando baixinho “você é teimoso, Luke!”

De repente o cachorro levanta e corre até a porta principal do apartamento vi, arranhando e farejando ali

“Que fugir de casa agora?” Harry ri sozinha com o drama do animal mas uma segunda voz na casa a faz travar no lugar

“Luke! Oi garotão!” Harry conseguia ouvir Luke pulando pela sala e os passos do dono da voz que Harry conhecia muito bem “não vai me dizer oi tambem, Hazzy?” O perfume forte inebria os sentidos de Harry

“Louis?” Os olhos verdes arregalam ao que ela se vira, ele estava perto, muito perto

“A reação de Luke foi mais emocionante e ele me conheceu quando era filhote”

“Oque você ta fazend- Como você entrou na minha casa?”

“A senha é o nosso aniversario de namoro, hazzy. Nada autentico”

“Isso não te da o direito de invadir a minha casa!” Ela caminha para a sala se sentindo atordoada com tudo isso

“Pensei que estaria com saudades minha” a cacheada ri com a fala do mais velho “eu não aguentava mais esperar ate que eu pudesse te ver de novo”

“Não aguentava mais que até me proibiu de ir te ver”

“Proibi de ir me ver? Eu tava te protegendo, Harry! Acha que era bom ficar ouvindo todo mundo comenta sobre você depois das visitas?”

“E ao menos pensou em conversar comigo e nao apenas me afastar?”

“Era o melhor que eu podia fazer na Época, mas agora ja ta tudo resolvido” Louis se aproxima, as mãos tatuadas alcançando a cintura de Harry “podemos voltar a ficar juntos” o coração de Harry acelera em ter o moreno tão perto de si depois de tanto tempo “é so deixar dele e podemos voltar para a nossa vida”

“Não é assim que funciona, Louis” a cacheada se afasta novamente enquanto tentava regular a própria respiração “eu estou feliz agora e amo o Thomas” os olhos verdes evitavam os azuis

“Ama?” Louis ri irônico a abraçando por trás “ama ele, Hazzy?”

“S-sim” a respiração em seu pescoço fazia sua mente nublar

“Eu trabalhei tão duro durante esses anos preso para conseguir te comprar um anel bem bonito quando eu saísse, Harry. Mas pelo visto ja conseguiu um” uma mão abraça a cintura de Harry enquanto a outra segura a mão delicada e analisa o anel com atenção “você jura que ama tanto ele mas eu sinto voce ficar tensa apenas em me ter perto” ele beija o pescoço alvo com calma “parece que são apenas palavras vazias, amor”

“Lou…” Harry sente suas pernas vacilarem por um instante e sua cabeça girar

“Estou errado?” Ele sorri com o quão afetada a cacheada parecia “suas coxas dizem o contrario”

“Ele não vai demorar para chegar em casa” Harry vira ainda tendo a cintura segurada pelas mãos fortes

“Nós dois sabemos que você não liga” eles estavam tão próximos que o mínimo movimento faria seus lábios encostarem “é só me pedir, Hazzy.”

Os olhos verdes estavam tomado pelo preto e o olhavam intensamente, um olhar quase felino.

“Me pede, Harry”

“Eu quero você, Lou” ela abraça o pescoço do outro, puxando para um beijo ávido

Eles caminharam atrapalhados ate o quarto no fim do corredor, Harry gemendo baixinho entre o beijo ao que suas costas encontram com os lençóis macios da cama

“Você é a única coisa que passou pela minha cabeça por todos esses anos” ele fala enquanto desce os beijos por toda a clavícula e o pescoço alvo “eu estava a ponto de enlouquecer sem poder te ter, Hazza” as mãos subiram desde da cintura de Harry até a alcinha fina do pijama de seda

“Você me tem agora então já pode me foder” ela rebola contra o falo grosso embaixo de si

“Agora eu te tenho e por isso eu vou aproveitar cada momento” louis desliza as alças do pijama liberando os peitos cheinho “cada segundo” Harry geme alto sentindo a lingua quente entrar em contato com seu mamilo sensível

Ele mamava preguiçosamente enquanto brincava com o piercing do outro

“Ainda é tão sensível quanto eu lembro” ao que Louis se afasta é possível notar as mordidas e o quão vermelho o peito de Harry havia ficado, ele não estava se importando sobre o fato de Harry estar noiva. No fim das contas ela sempre seria dele

O moreno termina de tirar o pijama da mulher, tirando alguns segundos para observar o corpo alvo. Ele tinha muitas ideias em mente de como ele iria destruir aquele corpo e a marcar como sua propriedade novamente

“Se arrumou para o babaca, amor? Seu corpo cheira a hidratante de morango e sequer está usando calcinha… que putinha” ele estapeia a coxa branquinha antes de se encaixar entre as pernas da outra “você ta tão molhada quanto uma puta, Hazzy” o dedão é pressionado contra o clitoris inchadinho de Harry fazendo-a gemer alto e tentar segurar o braço de louis, as unhas longas arranhando de leve ali “tão molhada que eu aposto que conseguiria te foder sem sequer precisar te preparar” ele beija e mordisca as coxas de harry “mas não estamos com pressa, né amor?” Ele continua agora espalhando beijos pelo baixo ventre da cacheada, essa que gemia sequer se preocupando em responder a pergunta “eu perguntei se estamos com pressa, Harry” um tapa é desferido na buceta dolorida fazendo a mulher gritar e fechar as coxas

“Não… não e-estamos com pressa” ela se apoia nos antebraços observado Louis sorri antes de começar a chupar devagar “porra, Lou…” Harry rebolava contra a lingua do outro. Seu quadril mal encostava no colchão mais

Louis apertava os quadris largos buscando manter o mínimo de seu autocontrole

Harry começava a querer fechar as coxas mas sempre era impedida por Louis que começou a as afastar

Os olhos azuis tinham a pupilas completamente dilatadas, nem heroína conseguiria ter o efeito que harry tinha em Louis

“Caralho” ele se afasta para retirar a camisa preta e deitar na cama antes de puxar harry para cima de si, essa que começou a praticamente calvagar seu rosto

Louis apertava e estapeava a bunda cheinha enquanto tentava a penetrar com a lingua deixando harry completamente extasiada sentindo seu baixo ventre revirar indicando um orgasmo muito proximo e quando Louis sentiu as coxas tremerem em cima de si, ele não demorou para chupar o clitoris sensível e penetrar dois dedos na entradinha apertada, fazendo gozar tremendo e gemendo alto

Ele a tirou de cima de si, a deitando de bruços na cama macia. Harry continuava tomada pelo orgasmo e tinha pequenos espasmos apenas ao um simples toque de Louis

“Tão gostosa” ele apertou uma banda da bunda gordinha observando a marca vermelha se formar ali

“Eu quero te chupar, Lou” Harry fala abafado, quase incompreensível

“Hm?” Ela engatinha para o meio das pernas do outro, se ajoelhando ali

“Quero seu pau” as mão tremulas vão para a braguilha do cinto de Louis, abrindo e por fim desabotoando a calça jeans

“Continua uma puta faminta por pica” ele acaricia os cachos, a forçando contra o falo grosso ainda preso na cueca

Ela puxa o jeans junto com a cueca fazendo o pau bater duro contra a virilha de Louis

O olhar de Harry era quase inocente ao que ela lambia um linha desde da base ate a cabecinha rosada do penis. Louis com certeza sentiu falta disso nos últimos 6 anos

Ele a guiava, fazendo-a o levar fundo na garganta

O Tomlinson tira um baseado e cigarro do bolso da calça e acende tragando a erva devagar. Esse era um dos passatempos favoritos dos dois mesmo que Harry não fumasse tão frequentemente, oque deixava tudo melhor pois ela ficava chapada mais rápido

Ele geme fodendo a garganta apertada e puxando os cachos com a mão livre, as visão dos olhos verdes lagrimejando era uma das favoritas de Louis

“Senta pra mim, amor” ele traga sentindo seu corpo ficar leve

“Ainda não quero” ela começa uma punheta rapida fazendo o baixo ventre de Louis revirar e logo tiras grossas de porra mancham as bochechas coradas

“Caralho” ele jura que podia gozar de novo apenas por ver a cacheada limpar a porra das bochechas e chupar os próprios dedos sujos de esperma

Ela senta em cima do pau ainda sensível pós orgasmo e começa rebolar devagarinho sentindo Louis estremecer enquanto tragava a droga

Ele aperta as bochechas gordinhas e a puxa para perto, baforando entre os lábios vermelhos.

“Coloca as mãos para trás” ele tira o cinto e apoia o baseado entre os labios para poder prender os pulsos firmes juntos “bem melhor assim” e então ele encaixou o pau duro na grutinha que vazava aos montes em seu colo “senta”

“Não consigo, lou” ela choraminga apoiando a testa no ombro largo

“Não consegue?” ele estoca uma vez fazendo-a gemer alto “claro que consegue, amor” ao que ela se afasta Louis pode notar os olhinhos vermelhos lagrimejando “porque está chorando, putinha?” Ela tentava quicar mas ele levantava o quadril junto, a deixando frustada em seu colo “fuma um pouco” ele encosta o baseado no labios gordinhos a observando tragar enquanto circulava os quadris

Ele começa a estocar lento fazendo Harry choramingar buscando por mais

Ela quica afoita praticamente esquecendo do mundo a sua volta, ela sentia seu orgasmo se aproximar e o nome de Louis era a unica coisa que rondava sua cabeça

“Harry porque a porta da casa ta destrancada? Você sabe que é perig-“ o Loiro congela na porta do quarto processando oque estava acontecendo

Louis apenas sorriu e puxou harry para deitar em seu ombro enquanto a fodia mais forte

“Que porra ta aconte-“ Louis tira a arma que escondeu embaixo do travesseiro usando-a para fazer um sinal de silencio. Ele continuou empunhando a arma enquanto fodia a cacheada a fazendo praticamente gritar o seu nome enquanto gozava, esguichando por todo o lençol, praticamente esmagando Louis que gozava

Quando Louis voltou o olhar para a porta já não tinha ninguem ali, apenas um anel dourado no chão

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“Você continua usando os mesmos sais de banho que usava quando estávamos juntos” Louis comenta enquanto lavava os cachos de Harry

“Eu apenas gosto deles, nada demais” ela sobra espuma no rosto de Louis

“Eu não ganho credito por isso?” Harry nega com a cabeça se sentando de frente no colo de Louis para lavar os fios cor chocolate “se sentar ai não me responsabilizo se fodermos na banheira

“Isso não é um problema” ela o beija rindo ao que Louis leva as mãos automaticamente para sua bunda

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Louis organizou a cama enquanto Harry terminava de tomar outro banho para então os três (claro que luke tinha que estar ao pé dos dois) poderem finalmente dormir

“Estranho que Thomas ainda não tenha voltado” Harry se aconchega nos braços tatuados de Louis

“Não acho que ele vá voltar tão cedo… você quer fugir pra Itália?” Ele brinca com o anel no dedo de Harry, o tirando devagar

“Italia?”

“Sim, porque não? Podemos ser felizes numa casa no interior do sul da italia” Harry sorri com o pensamento enquanto se deixava tomar pelo perfume forte de Louis

“Podemos pensar nisso”

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#larry stylinson #harry styles #louis tomlinson #one shot #smut #one direction

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midnightmemories-1-d · 3 months

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Something about off stage and soft harry makes me all happy. Omg please he looks so cozy in the last one

#harry styles #one direction #niall horan #zayn malik #louis tomlinson #harry edward styles #liam payne #louis tomilson #niall james horan #one band one dream one direction #so its basically just the same thing one direction is doing atp #harry styles one shot

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sunkissedlouis · 9 months

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louis' vodka shots with the birthday girl / fan & short review of the vodka | faith in the future world tour in riga, latvia (after show) 09.07.23

#louis #louis tomlinson #*gifs #hlcreators #hljournal #tomlinsonedits #louis gifs #dailytomlinson #hldaily #trackinghappily #tracksintheam #trackinghome #sunshine #i can't get over his expressions hdhJJSJ I LOVE HIM SM #can anyone confirm with me if the transcription is correct lmao orz #yes i intentionally slowed down the last bit of the 4th one bc the way he looked at the bottle lmao #very nice review of the vodka shot thank your sir #THE ONE SHOULDER SHRUG oh he's everything to me #*mine

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be-with-me-so-happily · 1 year

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Hey bee! I was wondering if you could do one where the reader is in 1D and she gets in a water fight with Liam and Louis and one of them accidentally throws a security guards hot coffee on her?

A/N: Thank you for the request! Idk if this is what you were hoping for but it was super fun to write. I did it quickly, so hopefully it's good and hopefully you enjoy it.

Warnings: Some explicit language, water fights, thrown beverages

"I don' think I wanna be a par' of this…"

"Don' ya dare bail on me now." You whisper through gritted teeth, giving Zayn as intimidating of a scowl as you possibly can. "They soaked me on stage. I need payback. And I need your help to do it."

Your friend and fellow bandmate rolls his eyes, followed by a quick shake of his head, crouching down behind the racks of clothes in the boys' dressing room.

Footsteps become audible, and you begin to settle into your spot, readying yourself for the plan you are determined to execute.

You can make out the mumbles of both Louis and Liam, the ones who you hope will think twice about including you, unwillingly, in their onstage water fights.

You jump up, being met with wide eyes and shocked expressions as a sarcastically evil expression pops through your facial features.

"This is for last night!" You shout, chucking half a bottle of water towards each boy, watching as their shock grows even more.

"You lil shit!" Louis yelps, squinting his eyes to avoid the water irritating them, but also to glare in your direction.

"Karma is a bitch, Tommo."

"Well, so am I!" He exclaims, swiveling around to the nearby table and grabbing the closest water bottle he can get his hands on.

"No, no, no. M'sorry." You immediately state, holding your palms out in surrender as he stalks towards you. "C'mon Louis… ya don' really wanna do this…"

His crooked smile does nothing to ease your worry as you watch Liam begin to grab his own ammunition and join your other mate.

"Payno… boys… le's talk about this, yeah? We…" As you prepare to embarrass yourself by begging them to stop, your calves hit against the edge of the couch, causing your body to fling down onto the cushions. "We… can work something out!"

Liam makes it shoulder to shoulder with Louis, standing right in front of you.

"Don' ya dar-"

Suddenly, the splash of cold water washes over your hair and streams down your face, causing you to squeal in discomfort and the boys to cackle with triumph.

"I can' believe you two idiots!" You exclaim, immediately standing up, pushing past them, and grabbing a couple of bottles for yourself. You stand on the opposite side of them, a small table being the only thing separating you from your opponents. The three of you glare into each other's eyes, all fidgeting with the plastic in your hands. "This is war."

"Bring it on." Liam replies, eyebrows raised with anticipation of your reaction to his threat.

"Le' me leave first!" Zayn pleads, rushing to safety within the doorframe.

"Hello, lovers! What's-" Niall stops next to Zayn and his eyes widen at the sight in front of him. "What's… goin'… on…"

"Payback." You quickly state, flickering your gaze to him for only a split second, instantly returning it to the ones across from you.

"Jesus Christ…" He replies. "This'll be fun to watch."

"What will?" You hear Harry ask, not daring to turn his way in fear of the battle beginning while you're not looking.

"Everyone shut up!" Louis shouts, squatting down slightly in preparation.

You take a deep breath and suddenly the sound of the plastic bottles being crushed fills the air. The feeling of water running down your back giving you chills, but your feet swiftly moving around the room helping you to get in some shots of your own

Bottle after bottle is being swiped from the table as the insults and liquid go flying.

"What the hell is going on here?" Someone yells from the doorway, grabbing half of the attention of each of you as you continue to dodge Liam and Louis' attacks.

Your eyes manage to catch a glimpse of John, one of the band's security guards, bolting into the room, quickly placing a cup on the coffee table and maneuvering to grab a hold of whoever he can catch first.

Liam is the first to be stopped, with John pushing him towards the direction of the innocent bystanders.

"Jus' you and me, darling!" Louis proclaims, a mischievous laugh following the comment dripping with sass.

"Don' call me darling, you wanker!" You shout back, running to grab yet another bottle.

You quickly rush past him, spilling about half of the bottle down the back of his shirt, and as he yelps out, you see him twist his way out of John's reach and grab more ammunition from the smaller table.

Louis lunges towards you, throwing his hand out in an attack, and as the liquid hits your arm, a heat penetrates through your jumper.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" You scream, grabbing your wounded limb and flopping to the ground.

"Oh don' play victim, love." Louis quips, turning around and displaying an abundance of regret as you begin to wince at the pain. "YN?"

All five boys turn to you, immediately rushing over to your side, and you see John hurry out through the door with his walkie-talkie pressed up against his mouth.

"Bloody hell, Tommo! What did you do?" Liam asks, kneeling down beside you with a hand gently placed on your back.

"I just… I didn't…" He stutters, looking at the ground and bending down to reveal the cup John had put down, before his attempt to end the water fight. It is empty of whatever beverage it had contained and all eyes turn to your jumper, a stain appearing of what smells like coffee. "Shit! YN! M'so sorry!"

"Ge' your jumper off." Harry states, his eyes full of concern as he stares at the spot you're grabbing onto.

"What?"

"So it doesn' injure you more." He replies, nodding down as if to encourage you to grab the hem.

"Umm… m'only wear-... wearin' a bra underneath…" You utter, watching as the expression of each boy turns into one of awkward uncertainty. They've seen you in that predicament before, but usually during a quick change. The close proximity now makes this situation a bit too intimate for everyone's comfort level.

"Hold on." Liam states, jumping up and striding over to the closest rack of clothes, swiping the first t-shirt he sees, and making his way back to you. He tosses it over, and each boy twists around in a slightly different direction while you remove your wet top and immediately replace it with the clean, dry one.

"Alright." You mumble, watching as the five of them turn back to you.

Louis glances over your attire and you look down to see that the article of clothing now on your body is actually his. Ironic.

"Serves me right I s'pose." He chuckles under his breath. "YN, m'really sorry."

"S'alright." You quietly respond, dropping your gaze to the floor, displaying sadness, pain, and a mild amount of embarrassment.

"Come 'ere." He states, his arms stretched towards you to offer an embrace. You scoot on your knees, inching a little closer to him, and wrap one arm around him. He gives you a little squeeze, and as he pulls back, you bring your other arm around him, causing him to lean back in to prolong the hug.

"Guess we were both right." You utter in his ear, keeping a hold on your bandmate.

"Bout what?"

The hand you last reached around him lifts over his head and turns down, pouring the contents of a bottle you had been hiding at your side, waiting for the right moment to exact your revenge.

"Karma is a bitch." You laugh, letting go and pulling back to see him frantically wipe the water from his face. "And so are you."

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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 · 10 months

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Summary: After the show, y/n goes back to the hotel to go through the photos until she finds herself texting Louis at two am because looking at how sexy he looked tonight, made her desperate for his touch.

NOT A REQUEST

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, creampie, rough sex, slight choking, hair pulling, praise kink, oral (both), slight fluff but mainly filth

Master | TOUR PHOTOGRAPHER SERIES

“You about ready?”

You look up from your camera and instantly smile, “Yes I am.” Louis help you to your feet and he nods, “Can’t wait to see the results.” He gives you a wink and walks towards the entrance to the stage.

You can’t help but smile and shake your head.

You promised yourself you wouldn’t do this, but you’ve fallen hard for Louis, but you like your job more.

You’ve suppressed your feelings for him because you’re afraid someone with power in the system will make you leave the tour and you don’t want that.

You walk up behind Louis, kneeling down and snapping a few pictures. He turns around and looks down at you, raising an eyebrow as he smirks slowly.

It was enough to make your pussy flutter.

You take a deep breathe through your nose, smirking at him as you stand back up. You and Louis are close, became close rather quickly.

You can sometimes tell that there’s something, but then other days you second guess.

Louis walks on stage and you follow behind him, taking pictures of the other band members as you go.

You eventually make it down in front, looking up at Louis from below the stage.

Louis’ eyes fixate on you and he tilts his head.

It wasn’t until you looked down, that you found out Louis has a perfect view of your cleavage and this last minute shirt change has you feeling like your boobs will bust out at any minute.

You get this sudden change to go with it.

So you go with it.

You bring your camera down to your side, moving your arms out of the way and he smirks slightly before shaking his head and walking away from you.

You follow him, like it’s your job or something, and kneel down onto your knees so you don’t block the fans.

Louis notices you and it’s almost like he likes seeing you on your knees or something.

He clenches his fist and licks his lips before singing his next line.

You eventually end up back up on the stage, kneeling down to take pictures as Louis runs towards you with the others.

You smile as you click back and shake your head. You stand up and look at Louis, “I’m getting some good pictures tonight.”

He takes a sip of his drink and leans in, “You’ll have to show me.” His eyes glance down to your boobs and he walks away.

You turn away, smiling as you make your way below the stage for his last song.

You talk to the fans and take a few pictures of signs and stuff as Louis gets ready.

The band starts playing and you get your camera ready. You love getting pictures of these moment.

Soon enough, Louis is hopping off the stage and barreling towards the pit. You snap as many pictures as you can, running after him as he goes to the other side.

A smile on his face like always.

You love his smile.

You blink as Louis runs into you, smirking down at you as he sings. You laugh and manage to get a few close up pictures, just for yourself, before he makes his way back to stage.

The fans are going crazy, instantly begging for you to release the pictures.

You’re not. Maybe on your personal Instagram. Wink.

You go backstage as Louis comes off and he waves his finger at you, “Those shots are going to be so good.” He walks over to you, “Sorry I bumped into ya, love.” You smile as he walks over, “It’s okay. My fault.”

“Oh yeah?” He tilts his head, “How so?”

You think of something quick, “Too focused on getting shots of the fans with you.”

He smirks, “That’s why I love you as my photographer, y/n. Oh, sorry I screamed in your face as I was makin’ my way back up.”

You laugh, “You weren’t.” He shakes his head laughing, “It fuckin’ felt like I was screaming.”

“No, my ears are fine.” You look down and bite your lip, “Do you need anything else shot?” You look up at him and he stares at you for a few seconds, “No, no. You’re free to go.”

You stare back at him while nodding a few times, “Okay.”

You start to walk away and make your way to the hotel which is right down the street. You secretly hoped that he would have asked you to stay or something, but you sigh and open the door to your room.

You walk in, lock it and instantly decide to block everything out and go for a shower.

After your shower, you slip into some comfy sweats and a hoodie, the green tour hoodie.

You grab your camera and laptop and start going through the photos from tonight’s show.

The first few pictures are of the venue, the bands instruments.

Background details mainly.

But that’s instantly flipped with that first picture of Louis. The longer you clicked through, and did what you needed to do, you needed him.

In every way you’ve ever imagined.

You glance at your phone, grabbing it off the bed and sitting up. You go to Louis number and tap the message icon.

You: Louis, come here.

Within minutes, he responds,

Louis: Coming.

You throw your phone down. Biting your lip as you stand up, anxiously pacing beside your bed until there’s a knock on the door.

You walk over, a bit too quickly so you take a deep breathe, calming yourself before you open the door, “Hey.”

“To what do I owe the pleasure of being here at two in the morning? Hmm?” Louis slides in through the door, his chest brushing against yours.

You shut the door once he’s in and lock it, “I thought you’d want to see the pictures.”

He chuckles slightly and nods, “Right, right.”

You walk by him and little do you know, you look so sexy to him right now.

You’ve never looked more natural and it drives Louis insane.

“Here you go.” You motion towards the lap top, keeping it on your lap until he comes over and plops down on the bed, “Ah, that’s a nice on there.”

You smile and slowly click through the pictures, “I like this one.” You point, “Just something about it.”

He smiles and glances up at you, admiring how you look at him, “Y/n.”

“Louis.”

“You didn’t text me to come look at these pictures.. did you?”

You bite your lip and shake your head before slowly looking over at him. As soon as your eyes meet, the lap top is off your lap and Louis is on top of you.

You run your hands up his neck and into his hair, tugging at his hair as your lips move with him. He groans lowly and presses the bulge in his sweats against your aching cunt.

“Please.” You whimper, “I need you.”

He kisses down your neck, “and I need you, babe but first I want to see what you look like on your knees, naked.”

A smirk spreads across your lips and you moan as he sucks a mark onto your neck, “Okay.” You breathe out and reach down to lift your sweatshirt over your head.

“That’s a nice jumper, y/n.” Louis teases, “Great choice.”

You toss the hoodie away, smiling as you pull him in for another kiss. His fingers slip into the hand of your sweats, pushing them down as you lift your hips up.

Louis stands up, pulling your sweats down your legs and dropping them to the floor, “C’mon, babe. On your knees.”

You nodded and crawled off the bed. You got down on your knees and rested on your calves, “Are you going to let me taste that cock?”

Louis raises his eyebrows and smirks as he pushes his joggers down and stepping out, “You’re such a dirty girl, fucking hell.” He walks over to you and reaches down to cup your chin with his fingers, “I fuckin love it.”

You smirk up at him before opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out so he can tap his cock against it a few times.

He moans as he watches you look up at him, “Such a fucking sight, y/n.” He lays a hand on your cheek, letting you have free range of his cock.

You grab your hand around the base and swirling your tongue around the head. He groans lowly, “You’re fucking amazin’ at this..”

He gasps as you hollow your cheeks as you bob your head. You move your hand and take him into your throat with ease.

His hand tightens around your hair and his hips buck, “Fuck.” He moans and looks down at you, “Takin’ me so fuckin’ we’ll darling.”

He holds you on his cock for a few more second then pulls you off of him, “Fuck, y/n.” He breathes out, “You’re so good at that. Shit.”

He holds his hands out and helps you to your feet, “I want to taste that pussy of yours baby.” He leans in and lightly brushes his lips against yours, “Can I?”

“Yes.” You answer quickly, “Please.”

He backs you up slowly to the bed, sitting your down as he kisses you, “Lay back f’me, babe.”

You bite your lip and move back onto the bed, leaning back on your elbows and you watch him between your spread legs.

He lays down and hooks his arms around your thighs and lays his hands on your hips, pinning them down as he slips his tongue between your needy folds.

You gasp and arch your back, moaning as you feel his tongue push deep into your cunt, “Louis!” You moan loudly, “Oh fuck, yes.”

You reach down with your hands and lay them on the back of his head. You press your heels into his upper back and clench around his tongue.

You have thought about this for so long, your orgasm is coming in hot and fast.

You whine, “So close, fuck.” You moan as he slips his hand down to rub your clit slowly. You keep one hand on his hand and grip the bed sheets.

You look down as you feel him lean away. He sits up and you look at him. He bites his lip and tilts his head as he slips two fingers inside of you.

You keep eye contact, moaning as he slowly curls them, “F-fuck.” You whimper out as you clench around them.

“You gonna fuckin’ cum for me, babe? Yeah?” Louis asks in a whinish whisper.

“Fuck.” You push your hips down as you arch your back up, “Yes, Louis, fuck, fuck.” Your lips part and your eyes roll back as your body is take over by absolute pleasure.

Your legs twitch slightly and Louis chuckles, “Oh baby.” He runs his hands up and down your legs, “I’m not done with you yet.”

You moan quietly at his words, “please fuck me.”

He smirks and nods, “I want you to ride me.”

You nod and get up on your knees, he moves towards you and wraps his arm around your waist, he places his other hand on the side of your neck, “You’re so fucking hot.”

You smile against his lips, “So are you, baby.” He pulls you into him, pressing his lips onto yours, “Fuck I wanna be inside ya already.”

He lays down, pulling you on top of him. You kiss down his chest and torso and he bites his lip as he watches you move down and lick up his cock.

His lips part and his head tilts back slightly but his eyes stay focused on you. He watches as you spit onto the head of his cock and stand up on your knees.

You straddle him and position his cock at your pussy. You look down at him and he slides his hands up, resting them on your inner thighs, “Such a pretty fuckin’ pussy, love.”

He slides his right hand up and presses his thumb to your clit, circling it as you slide down onto his cock. You gasp and clench around him, moaning as he switches to his middle finger and rubs a little faster than last.

“You feel so fucking incredible, babe. Shit.” Louis moans, watching you slide up and down on his cock, “Fuck, yeah baby, just like that. Fuck.”

You lean up and press your hands to his chest. His hands go under your thighs to help support you. You press your nails into his skin, “L-Louis, fuck. You feel so good.”

You let out a whine as you clench around him, “So close again.”

“Jesus, baby.” Louis chuckles which is cut short by a groan, “Alright then, go on.” He bucks his hips upward to meet your thrusts.

You tilt your head down, moaning as you press your fingers to your clit, rubbing at a fast pace, “Fuck, fuck. Yesyesyes.” You moan loudly as you cum around his cock.

He continues to thrust upward, fucking you through your high, moaning along with you.

His fingers dig into the skin of your thighs, hard enough to leave bruises, “Louis.” You whimper breathlessly.

His thrusts slow down and he pulls you down to kiss you, “Ya alright?”

You nod as you smile and breathe heavy, “I’m��okay.”

He smirks and flips so you’re laying on the bed. He grips your hips and slides his cock back into your soaked cunt, “Fucking hell.” He moans, “So fuckin good.”

You moan and arch your back, “Louis, fuck.” You whimper, “right there!” He holds your left leg up and continues to pound exactly how you asked for it, “Like that, baby?”

You let out a long moan, “Yes yes, just like that baby.”

He groans and you can tell he’s close because his thrusts are slowing down and you can feel his cock twitch.

“Fuck.” He groans as he slowly thrusts his hips and pushes in deep. He slowly pulls out and lays beside you, “So, y/n. What took you so long to finally text me.”

You smirk, still kinda breaking heavy, “I was afraid of being kicked off the team, but I was going through the pictures from tonight and looking at you just turned me on so bad, I felt like I needed you.”

He chuckles and pulls you into him, “You can always need me. For anything.” He kisses your head and rests his chin on it, “You’re not fucking going anywhere. I promise ya that.”

You smile and sigh, “I don’t know why I waited so long.”

He nods, “I was going to text you but I didn’t know if you wanted to, or if you even felt anything for me.”

You look up at him, “that’s how I felt, I guess we were just good at concealing how we truly felt, but now we know.”

He tilts your head up and kisses you, “Now we know.”

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Hi here’s a quick little oneshot for being so patient with me! I appreciate it!

Likes and reblogs are appreciated <3 NOT EDITED

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