#louis tomlinson imagine

[holdinonto-heartache]

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

Not a request // not edited

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your eyes move from his lips to his eyes.

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

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

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

Your fingers scrunch up his hoodie and you whimper quietly.

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

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

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

And he knows that.

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

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

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

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

He's teasing you without even trying.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He rolls his eyes and smiles, "Mhm."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You follow quickly by taking off your shirt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Louis gasp and groans, "Shit, babe."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Louis already has the lighter ready for you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You smile, "and I love you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[justmeinatree]

Open Up And Looking Down

Summary : you get home to louis getting stoned & watching porn.

TW : smut, drugs (weed)

Word Count : 1.5k

your work meeting had ended a good hour early, and thank fuck because you were so over this day.

you walk into your house, throwing your keys onto the nearest surface, and slipping your shoes off. you drop your bag just as your nose perks up, the faint smell of weed lingering in the air.

you pad your way further into the house, sniffing out the trail of smoke, heading up the stairs, seeing a cloudy haze coming from your bedroom. 

as you round the corner and peak through the half open door, you catch louis laying on the bed, legs splayed out, one arm tucked under his head, his phone up against his stomach. he was watching something on his screen, lit joint in hand. wearing just a plain white undershirt and his boxers, you notice that he’s semi hard.

you walk into the room, making yourself known, smirking at him as he startles into a sitting position. he clearly hadn’t noticed you were home, looking at you with wide eyes for a moment, before furrowing his eyebrows.

“you’re home early,” louis hums, slight nervousness to his tone. 

“yeah, meeting finished early. s’that okay ?” you chuckle, raising an eyebrow. 

and that’s when you hear it, the loud moan coming from the speaker on louis’ phone, making both yours and his eyes go wide. 

“fuck, thought i stopped that,” louis shakes his head, quickly shutting off the video, taking a long drag from the joint.

you’re still standing, taking in the scene in front of you, a giggle escaping your lips. “didn’t know i’d be interrupting something,” you smirk, slowly making your way closer to the bed, stripping your shirt and pants off, leaving you in your bra and panties.

louis’ eyes go wide, as he looks over you, bringing the joint to his lips, taking a puff, before passing it off to you, once you’re settled on the bed.

you’re on your knees next to louis, welcoming the smoke into your lungs, as it starts to relax you. louis watches as you inhale, watching your cheeks suck in, chest puff out, the calming effect washing over you. “good day ?” he asks, his fingers tracing patterns against your naked thigh.

“no,” you say shortly, shaking your head, taking another puff, throwing your leg over louis’ waist to sit against his cock.

he looks up at you as you pass the joint back over to him, a smirk playing on his lips, “and how do you plan on dealing with that ?”

you wait for his lungs to be filled with smoke, before answering with a roll of your hips, your clothed pussy grinding onto his prick. which you notice has hardened significantly since you first caught him.

louis groans, eyes rolling back as everything hits him at once. “fuckin christ,” he blows out the smoke. “want these off. now,” he hums, tugging on your panties, watching you shuffle over him to get them off.

you sit yourself back on his hips, rolling your centre against his as you pluck the joint from his fingers, “now what ?” you smile, taking a puff.

he grips your hips, pulling you forward so you’re sitting more on his stomach, closer to his ribs. he bends his legs at the knees, feet firmly planted into the mattress, as he pushes against your chest to make you lean back.

“get comfy, love. gonna turn this day around,” he coos, eyes fixated on your cunt. he can see your arousal starting to glisten, his fingers reaching out to glide through your folds.

with the lightest bit of pressure he’s using, your head leans back, eyes closing in bliss, bringing the joint to your lips as his fingers keep exploring.

and that’s all he does. in his weed induced haze, he watches attentively as his fingers play around with your heat. he can’t say he’s ever done this. just had someone’s cunt in his face and watched as his fingers prodded, glided.

he felt like he was exploring something for the very first time. properly exploring. he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing to you. too hyper focused on watching and fiddling. that is, until your legs start to tremble on either side of him.

“s’this feeling good ?” louis asks, noticing how much wetter you’ve gotten since he started touching you.

“fuck, you have no idea,” you moan breathlessly, feeling louis’ other hand pluck the joint from your fingers. 

“drenching my fuckin fingers,” you hear him murmur around the filter that’s tucked between his lips. 

he keeps at it, lightly moving your folds around, watching for your body’s reactions when his fingertip nudges your clit, or when his fingers tickle your entrance.

“louis,” you whimper, all of this becoming too much. he was making you feel so good. so effortlessly fucking good. christ, he wasn’t really even doing anything. and you were going mad. the weed surely wasn’t helping the situation, making your body feel his touches a hundred times more.

“hmm ? what do you need ?” louis coos, watching your legs and stomach twitch with every glide and flick over your clit.

“more,” you whine. “need more, please.” 

louis presses the joint to your mouth, in an effort to stop your pleas, two of his fingers slipping into you effortlessly.

you gasp around the filter, your legs spreading on their own accord, exposing yourself even more to him, your head tipped far back against louis’ knees.

his fingers curl up, rubbing against your inner walls, his thumb running up and down from your entrance to your clit and back again.

your moans get louder, having trouble with the joint, as your brain is too focused on louis’ fingers. you blindly pass it off to him, which he thankfully accepts, keeping it perched between his lips.

his fingers keep working, inching their way to the spongey spot inside you, louis absolutely torturing you with the way he’s touching you tonight.

his other hand makes its way up your stomach, pressing down against your tummy right as his fingers hit your sweet spot, rubbing hard.

a whimpery moan escapes you as your body starts trembling, hand reaching out to grip into louis’ arm, nails digging into his skin.

“fuckin christ, love,” he groans, the stinging of your nails in his arm sending a jolt to his cock.

“dont stop, dont stop, dont stop,” you whine, gasping for air, his fingers not letting up, keeping a steady rhythm over your most sensitive spots.

“right there, yeah ?” louis smirks, watching your body writhing under his hand, feeling your cunt clamping down on his fingers.

you whimper, nodding your head as your orgasm rips through you, your muscles seizing up, air knocked out of your lungs. 

his fingers work you through your high, slowing down as your body relaxes. you flinch slightly as he pulls his hand away, reaching up for your mouth, slipping his fingers past your lips.

“clean these, would you, love,” he hums playfully, the high having very much hit his brain as he finished off the joint. always in a playful, teasing mood when he’s high. “good of you to clean up the mess you made.”

you hum, sucking his fingers past your lips, tongue working over them to lap up every bit of your arousal. as he pulls his hand from you, you murmur, “wanna make another mess,” both your hands reaching out for his, bringing it back to your mouth.

you work over his finger just as you would his cock. pecking his fingertip, swirling your tongue around it, slowly taking it into your mouth, sucking, as your tongue works the underside.

“christ, yeah, okay. m’so fuckin hard,” he groans, reaching for you, and pulling you in for a kiss. 

“don’t think i’ve kissed you yet,” louis chuckles against your lips, tasting your orgasm on your mouth as his lips lock with yours. 

you smile into the kiss, as you realize how much you missed his lips, the taste of him. weed, and the tea he obviously had earlier. just as it always is, and it’s so comforting. coaxes you into relax mode when you get home.

but you find yourself pulling away, wanting to stay true to your promise, knowing he must be painfully hard right now. you make your way down his body, between his legs, as he stops you for a moment, reaching over to the nightstand.

“wanna smoke another one while you’re giving me a blowie, always wanted to do that,” he laughs, lighting the joint, leaning back on the bed as he takes the first puff. “right then, love. whenever you’re ready.”

you giggle, shaking your head, fuck you loved this man. and you’ve no idea why. 

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[daisyblog]

Carpool Karaoke

When We Were Young Masterlist Summary: One Direction help James get to work.

“Hey man, hey mate..it’s me. Listen..I’m in a real bind traffic-wise, I know you’re in town, is there any way you’ll just be able to help me get to work?...Ugh are you serious?..Alright…yeah I’ll see you in two minutes okay” James spoke into his phone whilst sitting in the driver's seat of the car.

The passenger's side door opened and James greeted Niall “Hey man..thanks..thanks for this..I really appreciate it. The traffic...”, James was interrupted with the back door of the car opening with Louis entering, “James”.

“I only need one” James tried to explain but YN, Harry and Liam followed behind Louis and began to get comfy in the backseats, “I really don’t need everyone...Waaw” James said whilst looking confused at the entire band sitting in the car. Despite YN and Louis not being on the best of terms right now, since they broke up, they both put their media training to use and wear their best fake smiles as they were told they had to sit next to each other, to avoid fans and press thinking they were anything but civil right now.

“The more the merrier right?” Niall asked James.

 “I guess, I guess..yeah, alright”

"Make sure you get your belts on" Louis spoke next to YN as he reached for his seatbelt behind him. There wasn't much room in the back so YN was squished between Harry and Louis, so she leaned forward in her seat, one for more space and two so she could avoid looking at her ex-boyfriend.

"If anyone needs a wee-" James said.

"I need a wee" YN joked, hoping James might stop the car to allow her to change spots.

"Hold it" James instructed, making YN pout "Do you mind if we listen to some music"

From her place between Louis and Harry, YN began to shout “One, two, three”

The whole band and James began to sing…

You're insecure, don't know what for You're turning heads when you walk through the door Don't need makeup to cover up Being the way that you are is enough

Everyone else in the room can see it Everyone else, but you, ooh Baby, you light up my world like nobody else The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell You don't know, oh-oh You don't know you're beautiful

If only you saw what I can see You'll understand why I want you so desperately Right now I'm lookin' at you, and I can't believe You don't know, oh-oh You don't know you're beautiful, oh, oh-oh That's what makes you beautiful

As YN wiggled back slightly because she could feel her seat getting warmer, she could feel Louis' eyes on her but she choose to stay looking in front before she spoke.

“Who the hell put my seat heater on…stop it boys" James and Niall laughed hysterically in the front “My ass is on fire” YN continued, but Louis was quick to turn to look out the window with a smirk on his face.

As James pointed out a car that was following them with some fans inside trying to take photos, Liam explained that the fan had been following him for weeks.

"Is it scary having people find out where you live?" James asked.

"It does get a bit..um..scary when they're kinda like close to your house" Louis began to explain, before turning to YN "Do you remember..that time I tweeted about there being nothing worse than not being able to have a cup of tea in the morning 'cause we didn't have any milk" YN swallowed at Louis mentioning the memory so casually despite them hardly saying two words to each other for what felt like years. "Within an hour...someone's ringing me doorbell..there's like this forty-five-year-old woman..she comes to the door she's like 'here's the milk'..and I'm like aw well thanks love"

Noticing YN dip her head to her eyes are focused on the floor, Harry playfully pinches her hip and she turns her head towards him and he puts up his thumb, a little gesture they do when they want to check that each other is okay.

The band had just done a band harmony with James and the intro of Best Song Ever began. YN, Liam and Harry moved their fists up and down into the air as they were dancing together. “..to the best song ever” James hit Zayn’s high note, and in sync, the whole band stopped and stared at him in shock with the biggest smiles on their faces.

“Go on James..hit that note” YN encouraged and start clapping for him, making James laugh.

“Bands when I was growing up would always do dance routines and wear the same clothes..and you’ve really kicked against that..why?” James asked.

“Because it’s weird” Harry said with a serious expression on his face.

“We just made a decision that we weren’t going to be that band” Niall explained.

Harry interrupted “I think it makes that when at the start people are dancers..and none of us danced”

"Don't put YN into the same category as us for dancing lad" Louis tried to compliment, making YN turn her head to look at him, to which he gave a friendly smile. She knew he was trying to win her back, he'd been trying for weeks but she wishes he would stop saying little things in interviews, on stage and when others were around. It was getting harder each day for her to get over him. Wishful thinking on her behalf.

With an idea already in his head, James suggested the band have a dance routine at some point.

“Why don’t you choreograph it for us and we’ll do it” YN suggested.

“Here’s the thing” James began “You never made a video of No Control..and I think we could make a video with choreography” At the mention of No Control, YN tensed up because it was no secret that Louis had written the song and it wasn't rocket science to know that he had written it about his sex life with YN.

“Alright” Louis agreed.

“Ok..come with me on this” James said before showing the band the actions to each line from the chorus of No Control.

“So you do this…waking up beside you” James instructed whilst leaning his head on his hand and then lifting his head up and pointing forward, each of you copying his actions.

The next action made everyone laugh, “I’m a loaded gun”, James points down to his crotch, all of them copying. YN and Harry glanced at each other with raised eyebrows, wondering what James was going to think of next. Not going unnoticed Louis whispers something into YN's ear, making her roll her eyes at him but fans were quick to point out that whatever Louis had said to her made her lips turn up into a little smile.

“I can’t contain this anymore” with everyone's hands out in front of them. For “there’s no control, no control” James instructed them all to wave their finger out in front of them.

Next, James and Niall gave the band in the back, matching denim jackets to create the video. Everyone performed with sass and really gave the fans what they wanted.

“Do you know the game sleep with, marry, cruise?” James asked and continued to explain the rules of the game.

Niall was first, “Niall I’ll give you three people, you're three are Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez and Tina Fay” James stated with a cheeky grin on his face.

Niall began to think, but it didn’t take him too long “Sleep with Tina Fay”

“Nice” James interrupted with an impressed smile.

“Marry Selena Gomez”

“Good choice, why not”

“And go on..go on a cruise with Demi Lovato” “Great fun, great voice” James stated and was proud of Niall’s choices.

But what fans were really interested in was Louis clearly looking at YN whilst Niall answered and mouthing the words "I'd marry you".

The intro to Perfect began to play and instantly the band all started to sing whilst clapping their hands to the beat.

But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms And if you like having secret little rendezvous If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do Then baby, I'm perfect Baby, I'm perfect for you And if you like midnight driving with the windows down And if you like going places we can't even pronounce If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about Then baby, you're perfect Baby, you're perfect So let's start right now

One thing that didn’t go unnoticed was the way YN kept glancing in Louis's direction as she sang.

To end the band and James sang Drag Me Down, all clapping in sync.

All my life, you stood by me When no one else was ever behind me All these lights, they can't blind me With your love, nobody can drag me down

Nobody, nobody

Nobody can drag me down

During the bridge, YN began to rap,

Ain't nothing to break a chain or two Nothing to nothing to break chain W Hear the spit about a penthouse view Yo changing, looking out from my red house view yo That's all is done when the boys come through yo Changing, looking out from my red house view (what) Don't think about, be it What nobody can do D to the R to the A to the G me down, ain't nothing to be around Harry and, James, woah woah Niall, Liam, and Louis and YN too Woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, hey, woah, woah, woah, woah The boys looked at her in shock but couldn’t help but dance and encourage her. Louis started shouting, and Harry clapped along.

YN and Harry harmonise your first high-note riffs together.

“Nobody can drag me down!”

They both keep singing loudly in Liam and Louis's ears to annoy them but as they both get to the second note they can’t help it any longer and just both burst into laughter. James turns in his seat and bursts into a high-pitched laughter too!

“Thanks for helping me get to work guys”

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[say-narry]

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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Packs Louis Tomlinson - Silver Tongues MV 🪵

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[multifandomworldsposts]

Day 17 of Kinktober: Wearing Lingerie For Louis Tomlinson

Pairing: Louis Tomlinson x fem!reader

Warning: Makkng Out, Protected Sex

Y/N’s POV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What is it?" Louis asks.

“New lingerie.” I smile.

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

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

“Put it on.” He smirks.

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

“Do you like it?” I question.

“I love it.” He smiles.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But what if you’re not here?”

“Facetime me, that’s what I’ll do.”

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

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[1dpreferencesbr]

Imagine com Louis Tomlinson

How can I be in love like this?

n/a: Mais um imagine com nosso Tommo! Muito obrigado Anon pelo pedido! Adorei demais fazer ele! 💕

Diálogos: Por que você tem uma foto minha? / Não sabia que você usava óculos

Lista de diálogos Masterlist

Contagem de palavras: 1,766

— Bom dia, linda. — Falei sorrindo para a imagem em minha tela. Uma S/N sonolenta estica o corpo por baixo do edredom. 

— Bom dia. — Disse com a voz arrastada, o sotaque ainda presente deixando-a ainda mais fofa. — Você dormiu bem?

— Muito, e você? 

— Quase não dormi. — Fecha os olhos lentamente, ainda tomada pelo sono. — Estou muito ansiosa pela viagem. 

— Amanhã nessa hora você estará em solo inglês! — Brinco, arrancando um sorriso da boca bonita. 

— Finalmente. 

— Queria poder mudar a minha agenda para te ver. — Finjo tristeza. S/N desmancha um pouco o sorriso, o que me dá vontade de contar toda a verdade. Mas não, vou me segurar e manter a surpresa que preparei. 

Depois de mais alguns minutos conversando, a brasileira se despediu. Ela precisava se arrumar para ir para o aeroporto e embarcar em sua viagem dos sonhos. 

Conheci S/N durante uma madrugada, pagando um desafio de um jogo idiota. Mesmo completamente bêbado, senti o coração parar ao ver a garota linda no outro lado da tela. Depois daquilo, passei madrugadas inteiras tentando encontrá-la naquele mesmo site de estrangeiros, até finalmente dar de cara com o sorriso que desgraçou o meu coração. 

As horas parecem minutos durante a nossa conversa, e fiquei muito mais do que aliviado quando ela concordou em passar seu número de telefone. 

S/N usava o site para exercitar seu inglês, se preparando para a viagem até a Inglaterra. Depois de alguns dias, praticamente grudados ao telefone, ela admitiu que já me conhecia e que era fã da minha música. Um sentimento de orgulho preencheu todo o meu corpo. Aquela garota me conhecia, gostava do meu trabalho. Mas conversava comigo como um velho amigo. Ela conversava com o Louis pessoa, e não o cantor. 

S/N tinha pouco mais de dez dias na Inglaterra antes de seguir para os EUA, onde ficaria por mais uma semana. Era um espaço curto de tempo, e se ela deixasse, gostaria de ficar cada segundo grudado a ela. 

Foi como voltar à adolescência. Sorrir para a tela de um celular, ficar feliz com mensagens de bom dia e boa noite, qualquer migalha de atenção que ela me desse era motivo para fazer o meu dia se tornar muito melhor. Ela era a primeira coisa em que pensava ao abrir os olhos, e a última antes de adormecer. 

Já tinha escutado todo tipo de piada sobre estar apaixonado por alguém que sequer havia visto pessoalmente. Tentei negar muitas vezes. Mas já estava fodido. Completamente de quatro por alguém que só conhecia pelo telefone. 

O dia se arrastou como se não tivesse fim. Dentro de um quarto de hotel, esperando a mensagem que me avisasse que ela tinha chegado. 

Não sei quantos círculos fiz pelo tapete, andando de um lado para o outro. 

Fiquei mais calmo ao receber uma foto dela, jogada na cama do hotel e com um sorriso gigantesco nos lábios. Precisei me segurar para não ir até lá. Já havia ficado em um hotel diferente exatamente porque sabia que não conseguiria me manter longe por muito tempo. 

Conversamos por algumas horas, até que ela pegasse no sono pelo cansaço da viagem. 

Quase não dormi. A ansiedade me deixando quase desesperado, inquieto demais para conseguir fechar os olhos e pegar no sono. 

E se ela não gostasse de me ver do nada? 

Se ficasse incomodada por eu aparecer sem um aviso?

E se eu não for o que ela espera? 

Okay, está na hora. 

Respira, Louis. Vai dar certo. Você vai ver a sua amiga e vai dar tudo certo. Ela vai ficar feliz, você vai ficar feliz e finalmente depois de quase um ano, vai apertar muito essa garota nos seus braços. 

Recebi uma foto dela em frente ao London Eye. Sabia que ela estaria por lá, sabia todo o cronograma da viagem minuciosamente planejado pela garota. 

Meu coração deu um salto gigantesco quando de longe reconheci a garota pequena. Como uma típica turista, S/N fotografava tudo que via, sorria de orelha a orelha. 

Muito mais linda do que minha mente ousou imaginar. Dentro de um casaco preto, botas de frio e um conjunto de gorro e cachecol rosa clarinho. Diferente de todas as fotos que me mandou e as chamadas de vídeo, em seu rosto havia um óculos. A armação preta e delicada ornando perfeitamente com ela. 

Tirei o celular do bolso, digitando rápido as palavras que denunciariam a minha presença. 

“Não sabia que você usava óculos” 

Vi a expressão de confusão tomar seu rosto, os olhos arregalando por trás das lentes. A garota virou a cabeça para os dois lados, até finalmente me encontrar. Parado, congelado há apenas alguns passos. Um sorriso enorme se abriu e eu abri os braços. 

Como nos meus sonhos, S/N correu em minha direção. Sem ligar para quem estivesse nos vendo e comentando ela se jogou nos meus braços. 

A apertei contra mim com força. Inalando pela primeira vez o cheiro maravilhoso que emanava do cabelo. Era surreal. 

— Ai meu deus. — Ela sussurrou diversas vezes, me segurando com força. Talvez sentindo medo que o sonho acabasse, assim como eu. 

— Me deixa te ver. — Sussurrei, com dificuldade pelo coração que batia forte demais. Afastei o tronco o suficiente para observar seu rosto, ainda sentindo seus braços rodeando a minha cintura. — Meu deus, como você é linda. — Um tom rosado tomou suas bochechas, ficando ainda mais fofa. 

— Não acredito que você realmente está aqui. — Confessa. 

— Surpresa! — A abracei mais um pouco. — Não achou mesmo que estaria tanto tempo por perto e eu não viria te ver, achou? 

— Eu não queria atrapalhar a sua agenda, sei que é concorrida. 

— Ela está livre para você. Por toda a viagem. — Admito. 

— Está falando sério? — Sua animação me contagia e eu assinto com a cabeça. — Meu deus! — Sem se segurar, ela pula em mim mais uma vez, agora passando os braços pelo meu pescoço. Preciso me curvar pela diferença de altura, mas, porra, ficaria a minha vida inteira assim. 

Eu realmente estou fodido. Se antes estava apaixonado, agora estou completamente obcecado por essa garota. 

É como o paraíso. Como um sonho que eu não quero acordar nunca mais. 

S/N sorri enquanto fala, move as mãos com frequência, sua risada me contagia e sinto que posso ter um ataque cardíaco cada vez que ela me olha. 

Três dias se passaram como três minutos. Ficamos grudados a maior parte do tempo, nos encontrando cedo para visitar o maior número de lugares possíveis e finalizando o dia no Lobby de seu hotel quase de madrugada. 

— Quer comer alguma coisa? — Pergunto quando o sol já se foi, dando lugar à lua, iluminando o rosto da minha garota com a luz fria. 

— Quero. — Ela sorri. 

Estamos lado a lado, esperando pelo jantar. S/N observa as pessoas caminhando lá fora pela janela quando seu celular vibra em cima da mesa. A tela se acende revelando uma das minhas fotos logo após acordar como fundo. Sorrio como um idiota. 

— Por que tem uma foto minha? — Pergunto, fazendo-a me olhar com as sobrancelhas franzidas. Aperto o botão de power do aparelho, me fazendo aparecer mais uma vez. O vermelho toma o rosto dela todo de uma vez. 

— Eu… — Ela fecha os olhos e suspira. Sussurra uma palavra em português que eu imagino ser um palavrão. 

— Você não precisa ficar com vergonha por isso. — Provoco, deixando-a ainda mais vermelha. Tiro meu próprio celular no bolso, mostrando a ela a minha foto de fundo. Ela, parada em frente à London Eye, logo antes do nosso encontro. 

A comida chega, e pela primeira vez estamos em silêncio. S/N empurra as almôndegas em seu prato com o garfo, perdida em seus pensamentos. 

É agora. 

Por favor, que ela sinta o mesmo. 

— Você tem alguém no Brasil?

— Alguém? — Ela leva um pouco de macarrão à boca. 

— É… um namorado, amigo colorida… essas coisas. 

— Eu tinha, mas acabou quando… — As palavras morrem, me deixando ainda mais nervoso. 

— Quando? — Incentivo . 

— Quando começamos a conversar. — Suspira. — É vergonhoso, mas ele me fez escolher entre vocês dois. 

— E você me escolheu? — Ela assente. 

Porra. 

SIM. SIM. SIM. SIM. SIM.

Fogos de artifício estouram em minha mente no mesmo ritmo desgovernado do meu coração. 

O silêncio volta. 

Faz alguma coisa, cara! Porra. Descongela! 

— S/A. — Sussurro o apelido que ela precisou repetir pelo menos dez vezes até que eu pronunciasse certo. Ela me encara, os lábios avermelhados entreabertos, os olhos fixos em mim. Ela está sem os óculos, optou pelas lentes hoje, me deixando encarar as duas joias que mexem comigo de forma descomunal. 

Não posso mais esperar. Por todos esses dias, sua presença foi o suficiente, mas não hoje, não agora. 

Engulo a saliva que se acumula e umedeço os lábios. Me aproximo devagarzinho, captando cada reação. S/N descia os olhos dos meus para a minha boca. Seguro uma das bochechas com a minha mão trêmula e ela prende a respiração. A brasileira fecha os olhos em antecipação. É isso, ela também quer. 

Um raio me atinge em cheio quando finalmente toco os lábios cheios. Aproveito a sensação, tento controlar o meu coração. Sinto o tecido da minha camiseta ser levemente puxado e um suspiro escapa dela. Sorrio. Porra, é melhor do que em sonho. 

Empurro a língua contra sua boca, e se não estivesse sentado minhas pernas com certeza cederiam agora. 

É tudo perfeito, como se essa boca fosse feita para beijar a minha. Passo o braço livre em sua cintura, puxando-a para mais perto. Sua língua envolve a minha, explora. Ela morde e suga meu lábio inferior. Porra, nenhum beijo nunca encaixou dessa forma. Posso beijar essa mulher o resto da vida que não vou me cansar nunca.  

Meu peito arde com a falta de ar. Deixo um monte de beijinhos por sua boca, sentindo-a sorrir contra mim, me obrigando a sorrir também. Acaricio seu nariz com o meu, S/N ainda está com os olhos fechados.

— Estou apaixonado por você. — Sussurro a confissão. — É loucura, mas eu estou. E muito. — A garota afasta o rosto, me encarando com os olhos arregalados. 

— É loucura mesmo. — Ela suspira e o meu coração afunda. — Mas… Acho que estou ficando louca. — Sorri. — Também estou apaixonada por você, Louis, muito.

O mundo pode desabar agora que eu vou seguir feliz. Grudo minha boca na sua em um beijo de comemoração, fazendo-a soltar uma risadinha. 

Vai ser difícil, eu sei que vai. S/N ainda mora um oceano de distância. Mas eu vou dar um jeito nisso. Nós vamos dar. 

Sou louco por essa mulher e vou até o fim do mundo se for necessário.

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[darkacademiablues]

Louis Tomlinson’s outfit after show last night must have been a piece of art.

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[nihstyles]

Outra ideia tbm, seria legal fazer um em que ela é a mais nova de três irmãos e a família dela é fanática pelo Flamengo, mas ele não sabia que eles eram tão torcedores assim e acha fofo e ao mesmo tempo “assustador”, mas aí vc desenvolve melhor a situação… pode ser com qualquer um dos meninos😊

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Paixão Rubro-Negra — Louis Tomlinson

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Narrador

S/N acordou naquela manhã de sábado sabendo que aquele dia tinha tudo para ser o melhor ou o pior de sua vida, além de ser o dia em que seu time de coração disputaria uma final de libertadores depois de 38 anos disputando o bicampeonato, também seria o dia onde seu namorado Louis conheceria sua família.

Louis chegaria em sua casa por volta de 13:00 e o jogo realmente só começaria 16:00. Quando deu 12:00 S/N já estava pronta, arrumada com sua blusa e correu para ajudar seu pai com a arrumação da casa.

Colocaram o hino e músicas de torcida para tocar em loop infinito na tv, pendurou a bandeira no portão de casa e foram conversar com alguns vizinhos também nervosos.

Quando viu que o relógio já batia 13:00 e viu a mensagem no seu celular com o recado de que já estava em sua rua, S/N correu para o portão para ver o carro de seu namorado estacionar em frente sua casa. Louis ao descer do carro se assustou com o clima de festa da vizinhança, notou que a maioria dos vizinhos de sua namorada torcia para o mesmo time que a família da mesma. Depois de reparar nas outras casas seu foco passou para a mulher na sua frente, e também, para a casa da mesma, o clima de festa estava em todos os detalhes.

A bandeira pendurada no portão, a blusa dela, a música alta vinda de dentro da casa e a voz de seus pais cantando.

As horas passaram de maneira arrastada, porém o jogo já estava com 11 minutos, quando o gol do time adversário saiu e o clima que se instalou na sala estava tenso.

— Olá, docinho! — Disse o homem segurando a cintura da mulher e a beijando.

— Oi, meu amor! — a mulher correspondeu o beijinho corando — Vem vamos entrar, meus pais estão te esperando, só preciso te falar que talvez somos um pouco fanáticos por futebol então... não se assuste.

Louis sorriu — Estou muito ansioso pra ver isso, estou torcendo muito por vocês também. Vim até com a blusa que você me deu — disse ele dando uma voltinha fazendo a mulher rir — E eu também preciso agradar meu sogro.

— NÃO É POSSÍVEL! OLHA ESSE BURACO!

Gritou o pai de S/N, irritado com o erro da defesa do time.

— Eu não acredito, isso não pode acontecer.

— Calma meu amor, ainda falta muito tempo ok?! Respira

O jogo se seguiu e chegou o momento do intervalo, onde Louis, S/N e seus pais aproveitam para conversar mais.

— Então Louis, o que você faz da vida? — Perguntou sua sogra.

— Sou arquiteto, trabalho em alguns projetos de prédios em Londres.

— Ele nunca fala, mas ele cria coisas belíssimas — disse S/N

— Uau, isso é bem interessante. A única coisa bela que fiz na vida foi minha filha — o pai da mulher disse fazendo todos rirem.

Depois de mais alguns minutinhos de conversa, o jogo se seguiu e estava cada vez mais perto do final da partida, indicando que a derrota estaria perto. Mas foi no exato momento em que Arrascaeta lançou a bola para Bruno Henrique que cruzou para Gabigol que Louis viu o mundo em sua volta explodir. Nicolly e seu pai gritavam pela sala, enquanto sua mãe saia do quarto rapidamente para acompanhar o que estava acontecendo. Fogos, gritos, choros e abraços foi o que Louis viu. Em um segundo a mulher estava o abraçando e chorando como se acabasse de ter visto um milagre na sua frente.

Apenas 3 minutos depois, Louis estava vendo sua namorada ainda chorando ajoelhada no chão da varanda de sua casa. E no instante seguinte, ouviu um grito inacreditado vindo da televisão...

— GOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL, DO FLAMENGO! — Disse o narrador.

Diferente dos gritos que foram ouvidos no primeiro gol, o que se ouviu agora foram suspiros inacreditados e choro que poderiam ser comparados com bebês ou crianças. S/N encarava a televisão com lágrimas escorrendo do seu rosto, seu pai estava jogado na cadeira com as mãos sobre a cabeça e ele, não esboçara nenhuma reação.

Lágrimas, abraços e gritos se seguiram até o final do jogo. E para S/N aquele poderia ser dito como o melhor dia de toda sua vida. A aceitação de seus pais com seu relacionamento e uma das melhores conquistas da história do seu time sendo vista com seus próprios olhos.

Espero que tenha ficado bom, todas as reações durante o jogo aconteceram comigo. E sim, se passaram 4 anos e eu me lembro exatamente de tudo que eu senti naquele momento (choro até hoje lembrando) espero que tenham gostado.

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☆ﾟ･:*:･｡  nightime magic & imagination in thousands of sparkling lights ｡･:*:･ﾟ★

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[holdinonto-heartache]

Got a Light?

Summary: You and Louis meet at the bar, well over a lighter outside, but the party continues inside before it ends back at his house.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of alcohol, cigarette smoking, oral (both), hair pulling, praising, unprotected sex, creampie, just absolutely filthy

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Your lights clicks and gives spark, but no flame, "Fucking hell." You sigh and drop your lighter into your purse.

You look around, on the hunt for a lighter, and your eyes land on him.

You keep your cigarette between your pointer and middle finger and walk up to him. He does a double take before turning to you fully, "Hello."

You smile and tilt your head, "Hi." You hold up your hand, "You don't happen to have a lighter do you? Mine died and I really need this."

You hold up your hand that's holding the cigarette and he chuckles with a nod and reaches into the chest pocket of his jean jacket, "Here ya go." He reaches his arm out and flicks the lighter on.

He watches as you put the cigarette between your lipstick-faded lips and lean in to take a drag.

You lean back and take the cigarette from your lips, smiling at him as you exhale the smoke, "Thank you so much."

He nods, "Anytime." He holds out the lighter and you give him a confused look as you take another drag.

"Keep it. I've got plenty." He winks and you smile as you take it, "Thank you. Again"

He stares at you for a few seconds, "I'm Louis."

"Y/N." You bring the cigarette to your lips and Louis steps closer, "So, y/n. Are you coming or going?"

You shrug, "I was coming, but then my friends ditched me so now I'm kinda stuck on what to do.

He rolls his eyes, "Fuckin idiots. I'm sorry, love. Do you need a lift home?"

You look at him and smile, "Are you coming or going?"

He smirks and tilts his head as he shrugs, "I'm doing whatever you're doing." He flicks his cigarette into the street and exhales the smoke before turning towards you, "That is, if you're okay with that."

"You gave me a lighter, of course I'm okay with that."

He smirks, "Alright then."

You take the last drag before flicking it into the street with his, "Ready?"

"Ready."

You make your way back into the club with Louis by your side. You make your way back to the bar, "What are ya havin, love?" Louis leans in and yells over the music.

"I'll have whatever you're having." You say back, "Surprise me."

"Two vodka Red Bulls, please." Louis orders his drinks and looks over at you, "That okay?" You nod with a smile, "That's actually my drink of choice, too."

His mouth drops slightly and his eyes widen, "Shut the fuck up. No way."

You nod again and laugh, "Yes way."

He taps his fist against the bar, "Look at that. We're meant to be."

——

Five vodka Red Bulls later and it sure seems that way.

You and Louis are perfect together.

"You're so fucking sexy." He says into your ear, "Your dress is fucking.. fuck." He pulls your hips closer to him, "Where the fuck have you been all my life?"

You turn around to face him and he puts his leg between yours. You grind to the beat of the song as you stare up at him, "Asking myself that too."

He smiles and shakes his head, "Come here." He grabs the back of your neck and pulls you into kiss him. Your hands grip his shirt, whimpering against his lips.

You needed him.

"Please."

He leans back and chuckles, "Mm. Eager little one, ain't cha.." he leans in, "I like you."

You bite your lip, "I think.." you press your fingers to his lips, "we need a cigarette."

He laughs and keeps his eyes on you as you grab his hand and pull him out. He grabs his jacket off of the back of the chair and out the door you guys go.

"Mm. Nope." Louis grabs your hand and pulls you to him, "Here." He puts the unlit cigarette between his lips and lays his jacket over your shoulders.

You smile and lose your balance as you look at him, tripping backwards. Louis catches you, "Whoa. Fuck. Hey now." He wraps his arm around your waste and looks down at you, "Ya alright there, darlin'?"

You giggle and bring the cigarette up to your lips, "Mhm." He smiles after taking his own from his lips, "Now hold still."

He raises his eyebrows as he flicks the lighter on. Your eyes focus on the flame as he gives you a light.

You take a drag and remove it from your lips, exhaling the smoke with a sigh, "You have really pretty eyes, Louis." You tilt your head and look into them, "You know that?"

He smiles and you can tell he's getting shy, "Thank you, y/n." He takes another drag and smirks when he realizes you're still staring at him.

"Fuck." He smiles with a cute laugh.

"You're so pretty." You run your fingers up his neck and he tilts his head, chuckling, "You're very pretty to look at too.. but you know what?"

You take the last drag of your cigarette before flicking it and tilt your head, "Hmm?" You blow out the smoke and Louis leans in, "I bet you look even better with your clothes off."

You grip his shirt and pull yourself closer to him, "Don't say things you don't mean."

His head snaps towards you and he grips your waist, "Who fuckin' said I didn't mean it? Because I do." He backs you up against the wall, "You are the most.." he tilts his head, "You know.."

You slip your hand under his shirt and rest your head against the brick, "Tell me."

His eyes move from your lips back up to your eyes a few times fast before he leans in and presses his lips to yours, mumbling against your lips, "I used to never believe in that love at first sight bullshit.."

He leans back and brushes hair from your face, " But now I think I do."

You smile big and pull him in, "Let's go."

——

You and Louis stumble through the door of his close by apartment, hands roaming each other's newly found territory.

"You're such a fuckin' beauty." He grabs your face with his hands, examining just how much a beauty you actually are.

"I want..." you lick your lips and rest your cheek into his hand, "You to use me in anyway you want."

He's slightly taken aback for a moment, but doesn't deny, "If I hurt you, tell me, yeah?"

You nod, "Got it."

He lifts you up, pulling your dress up over your ass as he walks you to the couch, "Got me achin', babe." He sits down and you instantly lean in and kiss him, knocking his hat off his head as you run your hands up his hair.

He tilts his head to the side as you kiss down his neck. A throaty moan quietly escapes his lips as you leave a mark, "Shit."

His hand slides up your back, tangling around your hair. He gives your head a gently yank and tilts your head to look at him.

"Can I suck your cock?" You ask innocently, and that drives Louis wild. He smirks and nods, "You read my mind, babe."

You shuffle off of him, getting onto your knees in front of him. You slide your hands up the top of his thighs to the top of his pants. His eyes stay on your face as you shrug them down.

"So big." You whisper as you pull his cock from his boxers. You hum slightly as your eyes move up to his and you lean forward to lick up the underside of his cock.

His gasps slightly and tilts his head back as his hand goes to your head, "Fuck."

He look down at you, swirling your tongue around the head of his cock, "Even more gorgeous than I imagined."

You smile and spit before slowly taking half of him in. You hallow out your cheeks and Louis groans, "Fu-" he gasps as you take him in fully, surprising both of you.

You gag around him slightly as he holds your head down. He rubs his thumb against your head a few times before pulling your head up by your hair.

"I want to see your makeup running down your face."

You nod and take a deep breath as you prepare to have him in your throat again, "You're so fuckin good at this."

He enters your throat again, moaning as he slowly thrusts upward while holding your head, "doing so good.." he sighs, "So fucking good."

Squelching fills your ears as he thrusts his hips upward. You feel the tears well up in your eyes, burning once it mixes with your mascara.

"Shit." He pulls you off and cups your cheeks, "So vulnerable, I love it."

You smile, still breathing heavy and he nods, "Come on." He helps you to your feet and throws you over his shoulder.

You press your hands to his back, pushing yourself up so you're not hanging down. He slides you down the front of him and gently tosses you down onto his bed.

"Take your dress off, babe. Need to see all of you." Louis smirks and steps back, to take his shirt off.

You move to get your dress off, quickly but elegantly and Louis is on you before your dress hits the floor.

His face is pressed in the valley between your boobs, leaving little kisses as he moves down. You start breathing faster as he kisses down your stomach.

Louis grips the think straps on your panties and pulls them down your legs. You lift them so he can pull them off your feet.

Louis kisses from your ankles and up the inside of your legs, and just as he's about to reach where you need him most, his eyes move up to yours, "You've got a beautiful pussy."

Your heart skips a beat and you say without any hesitation, "Probably tastes better, too."

He raises his eyebrows and tilts his head, "Mm." He spreads your folds apart with his pointer and middle fingers, using his other hand to hold up your leg.

He examines just how wet you are before dipping his head in and slipping his tongue inside.

You lay your hand on the back of his head and gasp as the same time, "Louis." You breathe out as you squeeze your eyes shut, "Fuck."

His hands slip under your thighs, hooking his arms them. He allows you to push his head into you as you move your hips up and down, moaning.

"Fffuck." You drag out, "Yes, yes." You tilt your head back and dig your heels into his back.

You've never came this fast with anyone before.

Your back arches off the bed and you tangle his hair around your fingers, pulling as you clench around his tongue.

He drops a hand down and presses his fingers to your clit, giving a slight back and forth motion which is exactly what you needed because he has you like putty in the palm of his hand.

You whine out, "fuck, yes yes." You look down at him, face scrunched up as you cum on his tongue, "Louis."

You whimper as you ease your grip on his hair and he brings his head up, "You cum already?" He sounds surprised, "Such a good fuckin girl."

He crawls up, bringing his lips to yours. You lay your hands on the side of his head and moan as soon as his tongue delivers the taste of yourself.

"You like tasting yourself, baby? Hmm?" He nudges his nose against your cheek, "You're such a dirty fucking girl."

You smile up at him, laying a finger on his lips, "I've never came that fast with anyone, Louis."

He raises his eyebrows quick and smirks, "Guess we really are meant to be." He winks and reaches down to push your leg up while his other holds up his weight.

He grabs his cock, rubbing it against your soaked cunt before eagerly slipping in. His hand slaps onto your thigh, digging his finger tips in as he groans, "Fuck, baby girl."

Your eyes roll back and you moan at the feeling of him stretching you, and his choice of words.

You loved him, even if it was just the alcohol talking.

"So good." You pant out with a whimper, "fuck me please."

He leans down, resting his forehead on yours as he pulls out slowly and re-enters you, "I wanna just feel you first." He lets his cock rest inside of you, "You feel so good."

His voice is low, raspy and very, very sexy.

"You make me feel so good." You drag you nails down his chest, "wanna ride you." You move your hips and look up at him.

He looks like he wants to say something but doesn't, he just leans down and kisses you before moving to sit against the wall on the bed.

He holds his hands out and you smile and move to straddle him. Nothing else is said until his cock his back inside of you.

You both gasp in unison, pulling each other as close as you can, "I don't know.." he starts out saying in between kissing you, "If it's the alcohol.. or.. what.. but.."

"I love you." You cut him off and he freezes.

Oh fuck. Was that the wrong thing to say?

He starts to chuckle while nodding slightly, "Yeah, yeah.. that."

You lay your hands on his shoulders and drag them down his biceps, gently tracing over his scar as you do, "I think.. we go with the flow.." you lean in close to him, "And see if we still feel like this when we wake up."

He wraps his arms around your waist and shrugs, "Fair enough." He smirks and tilts his head,  "Now where were we?"

You lean in, finding a rhythm with his lips as you start to bounce on his cock. Another orgasm slowly creeping up on you, "Close." You mumble out, "So close."

Louis kisses down the front of your neck and moans as he rests his head on you, "Taking my cock so well, babe. Keep going."

You whimper in response, focusing on keeping your rhythm steady.

"L-Louis." You moan and tilt your head down, his lips finding yours instantly.

His fingertips dig into your skin as you clench around him, "Where.. where do you want me to cum?" He moans into your neck and slides a hand down to your ass, squeezing it hard.

"In me."

"In you? Fuck. Alright." He leans forward with a smile and lays you back on the bed. He starts to thrust, hard and fast while he holds onto your left leg.

You arch your back and squeeze his cock, moaning as you finally come undone.

You feel his cock twitch inside of you, emptying himself completely.

"Oh fuck." He runs a hand through his hair and sighs as he looks down at you, "You're incredible."

You bite your lip and gasp quietly as he pulls his now semi-soft cock out of your leaking cunt. You smile up at him, "No.. you're incredible."

He tosses you a clean towel and laughs, "I really do like you, y/n."

You clean up and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck, "I like you, Louis. A lot."

He smiles and leans into kiss you, and it's this moment you remembered that you have mascara smudged all over, "Oh no." You lean back and try and wipe it off but he stops you.

"You look beautiful like this, a mess.. for me.."

You bite your lips and interlock your fingers with his, "you may as well just come in here with me."

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Just a quick oneshot  Hope you enjoyed!

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Itsmey/n ✔︎

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Itsmey/n I couldn’t think of a better person to spend the rest of my life with @louist91

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Request: Could you do a post one with each of the One Direction boys on your wedding day to each of them

Part 2

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[justmeinatree]

What We Shouldn’t Do

Summary : alcohol makes you horny. weed doesn’t help.

TW : smut, drugs (weed & alcohol), sex in public setting

Word Count : 2k

“louis,” you hum right into his ear, body pressed into his side, in an attempt to be heard over the loud music.

his arm wraps itself effortlessly around your waist, fingers digging into your hip. louis pulls you in front of him, head leaning down to speak into your ear, “what is it, love ?”

a small shiver runs down your spine, gripping into his shirt, over his chest, pressing yourself to him. you’ve lost count of the amount of shots you’ve had at the club tonight. the quick touches, small hip grinds, and drunken buzz running through your veins, making you incredibly horny.

“wanna go have a smoke,” you hum against his ear, your hand reaching up to tangle its self in his hair, basking in the feel of louis’ breath on your neck.

“mhmm,” he nods, hands settling on your hips, leaving a soft trail of kisses on your skin, licking and sucking momentarily in the spot just under your ear, before pulling away.

louis turns you around, hands still on your hips, as he leads you through the sea of people to the back doors, ushering you through to the outside.

the back alley was completely empty. most people used the front of the building to smoke, the back always feeling a bit sketchy with the severe lack of lighting. louis preferred it though, having a quiet spot away from others. liked the privacy it offered. 

you leaned against the wall, louis pulling a joint out of his half empty cigarette pack, lighting the tip as he brings it to his lips, inhaling.

you watched him attentively, a bit of brightness coming from the almost full moon. your body was already buzzing hard from the alcohol, and the insatiable urge to jump your boyfriend’s bones, every time you drink. the weed will not be helping that at all.

you clench your thighs together, searching for any kind of relief. and louis notices. knows you well enough by now, that he absolutely expects it. 

he takes slow calculated steps in your direction, putting the joint to your lips, holding it for you as you inhale, stepping right up to you. his other hand settles on your hip, pulling your waist flush to his, eyes growing heavy, as he looks down at you.

he gives you a few puffs, eyes trained on you. your fluttering eyes, your lips around the filter, your sunken cheeks as you inhale, the puff of your chest, arch in your back so your hips are planted firm against his.

once louis decides he’s had enough waiting, he pulls the joint from your lips, keeping it tucked between his fingers, placing his hand flat against the brick wall, high up so as not to burn either of you.

with this position, he’s got you locked in, pressed between his body and the wall, his arms stretched on either side of you. your heart rate picked up significantly, louis’ forehead rested on yours, nose dragging against your own in a little dance, the anticipation absolutely killing you.

louis’ lips dip down to a tentative peck, the soft drag of his plush bottom lip peeling you off the wall in an effort to chase his mouth. but he’s much quicker than you are, shaking his head with a knowing smirk, “gotta finish this smoke love, can’t let it go to waste.”

a small groan works its way out of your chest, head leaning back against the wall, watching louis bring the joint to his lips, taking a few puffs, and passing it back to you.

your resolve was wearing thin, you wanted him back in the club, but since the weed has entered your lungs in this alleyway, your want turned to need mighty quick. 

“last puff, love, you want it ?” louis hums, offering the filter to your lips. you were so buzzed, so stoned, so drunk, so fucking horny. your mouth wraps itself around louis’ finger instead, eyes closing in bliss, as you suck on his finger.

he pulls his hand away from you, making you whimper loudly, louis tutting, as he shakes his head, “fuckin needy tonight aren’t you ? more than usual too. gonna share this with me, by the way,” he adds, nodding towards the joint, bringing it to his lips.

you loved the playful attitude that louis exuded when he was stoned. it was even present during sex, with a side of dominance. it boosted his confidence, stopped him from overthinking. he let himself go completely, and you loved that side of him. the real, no walls, louis.

once louis inhaled the last of the joint, he flicks it off into the distance, his hand coming down on your jaw, forcing your mouth open, lips ghosting yours, as he exhales the smoke into your lungs.

you inhale all he has to offer, the lingering vodka on his mouth mixing with the weed. your head was swimming, all you could focus on was louis’ touch. and the growing wet patch on your panties.

with your mouth still open, louis’ quick to spit on your tongue, watching you attentively as you roll your hips into his, whimpering.

“swallow,” he murmurs, watching your mouth close, your throat working to swallow down the saliva, exhaling your puff at the same time.

“kiss me please,” you moan, louis’ lips crashing onto yours, sucking your mouth into a bruising kiss. 

you couldn’t tell up from down, your entire body warm and buzzing. all you knew is that you needed him. so you reach down between your bodies, hand palming over louis’ clothed member.

he was hard, almost painfully so, pressed up behind the zipper of his jeans, and your hand was offering the most delicious relief. on instinct, louis presses himself into your palm, both of his hands cupping your jaw, as he deepens the kiss.

“gonna let me suck you off in an alleyway ?” you murmur against louis’ lips, gripping his cock harder.

“fuck,” louis moans, biting his lip. “shouldn’t. but christ, m’dying to see you on your knees for me.”

you smile, smirking at him, as you give a good push off the wall, turning you both so louis’ back is pressed against the wall, quickly dropping to your knees.

you mouth over his clothed cock, creating a bit of a wet patch, watching louis go absolutely feral above you. fingertips digging into the brick, head rolled back, chest raising quickly.

you’re quick to undo his pants, pulling his prick free from its confines, watching it bob up against louis’ stomach. you bite your lip, looking over him, reaching forward to kitten lick his leaking tip.

louis puffs out a sigh, rolling his head forward to watch you, gathering your hair in his fist, as you waste no time, sliding his member down your throat.

“fuckin christ, you’re too good at that,” he moans, hips bucking further into your mouth, his cock colliding with the back of your throat. you instantly gag around him, pulling back a bit to catch your breath, your tongue working over his spit covered length.

“love your cock in my mouth,” you hum almost dreamily, your brain so far gone with all the substances taking over your blood stream.

“know you do, love. take care of me so well dont you ?” he also knows you love the praise. as buzzed as louis may be at the moment, he knows exactly what you like. can’t forget it, it’s ingrained on his brain.

you hum, nodding, mouth sinking down again, working him further into your throat, slowly this time to keep from choking, swallowing around his prick.

louis moans loudly, fingers gripping into your hair, legs trembling, as he pulls you off his dick, “fuck, i dont wanna cum down your throat. not tonight, love.”

he hears your whimper in response, knowing that the weed has something to do with that reaction, chuckling. “think i know you well enough to know you’d rather my cum in your cunt, wouldn’t you pretty girl ?”

you moan, standing up, pressing yourself into louis’ body, kissing him sloppily. with too much tongue, too much suction, and clashing teeth. you were both just so fucking needy. louis presses you back into the wall, fingers digging into your thigh to hook your leg over his hip.

“can’t keep my hands off you,” he murmurs against your lips, his hands reaching for any bit of you warm skin that he can reach. 

with your hands gripped into the collar of his shirt, keeping him from being able to pull away, his kisses get needier, working his way to suck the soft skin of your neck.

your back is pressed almost painfully into the brick, pulling louis harder against you in an effort to get impossibly closer. you were a moaning mess, so lost in the touch of your boyfriend.

“please louis, your cock is right there, jus’slide it in,” you moan, your skin prickling with want. 

you can feel louis’ fingers brushing against your clothed pussy, pushing your underwear to the side, thanking whatever force in the universe that had you wear a skirt today.

as soon as your panties are out of the way, you can feel the head of louis’ cock gliding through your folds,” fuckin- holy hell love, you’re fuckin soaked. bet you i could slide right in.”

“yes, yes, please, please,” you babble, your body already going limp against the wall, and he hasn’t really dont anything yet. you were so fucking lost for this man.

so he does, his cock slips into you effortlessly, both of you moaning loudly, louis trying to cover your mouth with his to stifle some of the noises. “knew you could take me. always so good, just letting my prick use you.”

you whine, all of a sudden so incredibly full, your pussy stretched deliciously over louis’ length. the angle was a bit awkward, the wall blistering bits of your skin, but you couldn’t care one bit. 

louis starts working a quick rhythm, already starting to get close to the edge, thanks to your lovely, earlier mouth skills. he wastes no time, having one hand dipping down, fingertips flicking and rolling over your clit.

you moan louder, your legs trembling a bit. you were so horny, so worked up, so high, at this point, any little touch could be the touch to send you over the edge.

“need it to be quick, love,” louis groans, feeling the flutter of your cunt around his cock with every flick of his fingers. “need you to cum, pretty girl. wanna fill you up, get me totally empty. get you home and fill you up again.”

he can’t fathom this being it tonight. he wants this to be quick, dirty, take the edge off. this way he can last longer, later, when it counts. but for now, in a dark alleyway, where literally anyone could walk by, he knew he was already pushing it. you’d already been here so long, he couldn’t risk this dragging on.

“c’mon sweet girl, give me your cum,” louis moans, circling your clit faster, thrusting into you harder, chasing your orgasm just as much as you. and you were too blitzed out to argue. your body giving into his demand just as quickly as he could ask.

you were throbbing around him with every pulse of your orgasm, gasping for breath, holding louis as close as possible, feeling him empty himself inside you. your mouth had done such wonders working him up, he’s even surprised he lasted as long as he did. 

as he comes down from his high, he whispers soft praises into your skin, “such a good cunt for me. so fuckin pretty when you cum. can’t wait to do it again.”

you hum breathily, smiling at him, “so you wanna go home and fill me up again ?”

“right fuckin now,” louis laughs, carefully pulling out of you. “we’re getting in an uber, and doing this properly at home.”

……

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[daisyblog]

Always Here

When We Were Young Masterlist Summary: YN promises to support Louis.

After the band's last performance together in December on The X Factor, YN struggled a lot. After five busy years of non-stop travelling, singing, writing and recording and having their lives planned out, YN felt lost, she didn't know who she was or what she wanted to do.

In the first month of the hiatus, Louis announced the birth of his son, Freddie. He had sent YN a text to share the news, along with a photo of the little baby. She remembers staring at the message, part of her was thrilled that Louis was now a father, and clearly taking to fatherhood amazingly. But the other half of her felt a pang in her chest, missing what they once had and thinking back to the times where they had discussed having children of their own and even thought about names they liked. But like always, YN was always sweet and kind and typed out a message.

Congratulations Lou! Freddie is adorable. I hope Mum and baby are doing well 💙

She had even sent a message to his Mum and sisters congratulating them on becoming a grandmother and aunties. She sent a parcel to Louis and Briana that included baby stuff for their new arrival.

Wanting to escape reality and try and find normality, whatever that was, YN and her family went on holiday to a quiet area in Cyprus, where they enjoyed some much-needed family time, exploring new places. Soaking up the sun, sea and sand. Enjoying being YN, a daughter and a sister, and not YN LN from the biggest band.

Once YN had returned to her home in London, after her holiday, she reached for her guitar. She loved writing songs in the band but they were always changed to be from a male perspective, but now she was free to write from the heart. As she began to strum on the strings, words came following after, almost like she felt she was free to sing her feelings without worrying about the boys or management not approving.

You want someone you can show off Whenever you go out She'll wear a tight mini black dress With all her friends around And then you'll probably spend the night at Her nice big house And by then, I'll just be someone You've forgotten about, oh

If you say she's nothing to worry about Then why'd you close your eyes when you said it out loud?

Stupid boy makin' me so sad Didn't think you could change this fast She's got everything that I don't have How could I ever compete with that? I know you'll go and change your mind One day wake up and be bored with mine She's got everything that I don't have And she's all I wanna be All I wanna be so bad So bad She's got everything that I don't have And she's all I wanna be All I wanna be

Once YN had written one song, she couldn't stop, it was like everything she had built up inside her for the last five years was ready to be released. She didn't necessarily know if she wanted to do anything with the songs, but singing them out loud felt good, almost like a release of new life.

---

YN was absolutely devastated when she heard the news of Jay, Louis's Mum. Her heart crumbled, she was heartbroken for Louis and his family. Jay had been a big part of YN and Louis's relationship, and she had grown close to her in that time. She was a caring, kind and beautiful woman inside and out. That evening, YN lit a candle in her living room as she sat and reflected. It hit her that night how short life was and how quickly someone can be gone from your life. She made a promise to herself and Jay that night as she looked up "I promise, I'm going to look after him". YN wanted to let Louis know she was thinking of him, and she typed out message after message and deleted them straight after because they just weren't right. She thought of something she and Louis would do when they were together to let the other know they were thinking of them. So she sent him a song, that reminded her of him with a row of heart emoji's.

YN was shocked at the message that stared back at her from Louis after she had sent him the song 'I miss sending you songs, thank you for remembering it means a lot to me. I love you YN ❤️'

Louis was performing his new single on The X Factor with Steve Aoki, and YN along with the other boys had planned to show their support and attend the show. YN would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, she hadn't seen Louis for a year and these circumstances made her nerves worse.

Harry arranged to pick YN up from her home so they could travel to the venue together. She was so grateful to Harry, despite him being the youngest of the group, he watched over her like an older brother and she loved him for it. He always knew when she was anxious or worried about something, and would be there to ease the pressure and talk her through it.

As the four entered the backstage room where Louis and his team were currently waiting. YN felt two arms wrap around her and she pulled Lottie's frame closer to her "Hey..it's okay..I'm here" she spoke into the younger girl's ear. That was another thing, YN was like an older sister to Louis' sisters, especially Lottie who joined them for their last tour, so when they split she hardly saw the younger Tomlinsons.

"I've missed you so much" Lottie admitted as she still clung onto YN, looking for comfort.

Over Lottie's shoulder, she could see Liam, Niall and Harry hugging Louis and him thanking them for coming. But as Louis glanced over and spotted YN comforting his sister, his eye glossed over a second. As Lottie released YN, she was pulled into a hug by the other boys.

Louis took the opportunity to wrap his arms around YN's shoulders as she wrapped hers around his waist "Thank you so much for comin' darlin'"

YN looked up into Louis' eyes "I'm here for you always"

Louis swallowed his tears and nodded his head "I need you now more than ever" he admitted.

"And I'm going to be there..I promise"

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YN had stuck to her promise, in every message or call she received from Louis, she was there, day or night. She had spent hours holding him in her arms and she held him close and tight as the tears and sobs left him. It was the most heartbreaking scene she had witnessed. She wanted to take his pain away, but how could she? So she did everything she could, she listened when he talked, she held him while he cried and everything in between.

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[say-narry]

Christmas' gift

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

Contagem de palavras: ~2k

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

Personagens: louis!marido x leitora!esposa

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Ciúmes? – Perguntei.

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Desculpe, amor. Força do hábito.

Eu ri concordando e ajeitando meu entiado.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Lou… – Gemi – Fica aqui? Por favor?

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

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

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

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

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

Soltei um risinho, concordando com a cabeça.

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

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

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

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