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holdinonto-heartache · 9 months

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Netflix And Chill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your eyes move from his lips to his eyes.

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

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

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

Your fingers scrunch up his hoodie and you whimper quietly.

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

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

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

And he knows that.

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

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

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

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

He's teasing you without even trying.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He rolls his eyes and smiles, "Mhm."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You follow quickly by taking off your shirt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Louis gasp and groans, "Shit, babe."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Louis already has the lighter ready for you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You smile, "and I love you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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1d1195 · 11 months

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daaydreamy · 9 months

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

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

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

pairing: louis tomlinson x fem!reader

•••

Louis had been teasing Y/N all night.

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

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

•••

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

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

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

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say-narry · 1 year

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Christmas' gift

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

Pairing: louis!husband x reader!wife

Word count: 2k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jealous?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sorry, luv. Force of habit."

I laughed, agreeing and straightening my entitlement.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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multifandomworldsposts · 6 months

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Day 17 of Kinktober: Wearing Lingerie For Louis Tomlinson

Pairing: Louis Tomlinson x fem!reader

Warning: Makkng Out, Protected Sex

Y/N’s POV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What is it?" Louis asks.

“New lingerie.” I smile.

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

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

“Put it on.” He smirks.

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

“Do you like it?” I question.

“I love it.” He smiles.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But what if you’re not here?”

“Facetime me, that’s what I’ll do.”

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

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1d-oned-1d · 1 year

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THUNDERSTORMS

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

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

pairing:- Y/N and Louis Tomlinson

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you sure sir?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good now on my shoulder."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Then you can record daddy."

"Are you sure princess?" He asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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horansqueen · 7 months

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

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louistomlinsonswhore · 7 months

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

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

The drummer, the opener, and the music man.

Rating : Smut. Filthy. Nasty.

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

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

Music -

Started with : habit - louis tomlinson

Ended with : always you - louis tomlinson

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

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

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little-big-fan · 8 months

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Imagine com Louis Tomlinson

Premiere

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

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

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

— Pra cacete. — Disse dando um suspiro.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Não temos tempo. — O lembro, desesperada.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Estamos exaustos, completamente acabados.

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

— Meu deus. — Sussurro.

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

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

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

— Estou com cara de quem transou, Louis!

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

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

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lourryswh0r3 · 2 years

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January 31st, 2018.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Get on all fours." Harry said.

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

Louis smacked my ass, Harry watched in aw.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They both pulled out of me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harry pulled out of me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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justmeinatree · 6 months

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02 - Together, We’re The Greatest

Summary : part 2 to Let Passion Get Too Much … niall x louis x reader threesome

previous part

TW : smut, double penetration, creampie, honestly it’s fkn filthy.

Word Count : 5.5k

“louis !” niall smiles, speaking a bit too loudly, even with the thumping of the music, obviously a good amount of alcohol flowing through his veins. he pats his friend on the shoulder, pulling him close.

“niall !” louis chuckles, screaming too loudly, on purpose to imitate his drunk friend, not having drank quite as much, as he’d gotten to the party a bit late.

“c’mere,” niall hums, nodding towards the back door, and leading him outside, effectively shutting out the booming bass and the rambunctious crowd that had taken over his living room. “haven’t seen ya much tonight, wanted to talk to you though.”

“yeah ?” he laughs, watching the buzz course through his friend, lighting a cigarette as they’re now outside, “what’s up nialler ?”

“think you might want to stay a bit later than everyone else ?” he asks, the fog in his brain making it seem obvious to himself as to what he was asking.

“now why am i getting roped into clean up duty ? know i’m the fuckin worst at it. why don’t you ask-“

“no, no,” niall’s quick to shake his head. “y/n’s been dropping hints for her birthday present, and, well, think she’d fuckin kill me if i didn’t at least ask,” he mumbles, locking eyes with louis, “would you, maybe, want to spend another night with us ?”

louis’ eyes grow wide, taking a good hearty puff from his smoke, gnawing on his lip for a moment, thinking it over, before blowing out.

obviously he was well aware that niall wasn’t asking for louis to spend the night just hanging out, eventually crashing somewhere cozy, or more often than not, not quite cozy, from pure exhaustion.

no, this time, he was clearly asking about sex, referring to the time, 7 months ago now, when he thought he’d forgotten his smokes and barged in on his friends’ late night activities.

as he puffs away at his cigarette, his brain starts reeling with images of that trusty time. how fucking tight you were taking both of them, such a fuckin good girl for doing so. christ, he even remembers how good niall’s tongue made him feel.

niall plucks the smoke from louis’ fingers, taking a drag himself, louis’ brain flicking back to reality, and to the question at hand.

“can see you thinking over there,” niall hums around a puff of smoke. “dont have to if you dont want to. s’just a question, yeah ? i can always say i forgot to ask you, or i can come up-“

“fuckin hell you’re chatty when you’re drunk,” louis laughs, shaking his head. “was so good last time. plus, i can’t live with myself if i disappoint the birthday girl,” he adds, chuckling.

niall giggles, biting his lip, “it did feel good. think y/n and i both, didn’t shut up about it for weeks.”

louis feels a light blush work its way up his neck to the apples of his cheeks, eyes growing wide, “s’that so ?”

“mhmm,” niall nods, obviously saying more than he probably would care to admit if he was sober. thankfully, louis is his most easy going friend, most relaxed of the bunch, not here to judge him, more curious about his friend’s thoughts. “i dont know what it was really, but seeing her take us both, how much more intense it is when there’s more bodies and more hands,” niall rambles on, “felt so fuckin good. dont remember the last time i’d felt so fucked out. s’usually a her thing. i dont know, guess you helped me let go a bit.”

“christ niall, didn’t think you’d felt so strongly about it” louis chuckles embarrassingly, a slight tease to his tone, knowing niall can take it and won’t misread into it. but it does make the blush deepen on his features, deciding to let niall in on his thoughts as well. “was good wasn’t it ? love that you dont over think it. you just go with it, fuckin dirty lad, you.”

they both laugh, niall’s turn to blush a deep crimson, louis’ arm swinging over his shoulders, pulling niall into him, giving his hair a ruffle, “m’not judging, fuckin loved it mate. c’mon, lets go back in.”

as they both trudge back into the house, the loud music hitting their ears again, you finally spot them, making your way over, wrapping your arms around louis’ neck, “you were late !” you pout playfully.

“m’sure i can find a way to make it up to you, love,” louis chuckles, arms winding their way around your waist, holding you tight. and for a moment, a drunken minded moment, you tuck your face into his neck, groaning softly as your senses are invaded with louis, louis, louis.

obviously you’d seen him tons since that trusty night half a year ago, but with your senses inebriated, you felt yourself tingle. felt yourself fall into him, your body already worked up, the prospect of tonight’s activities at the forefront of your imagination. as easy as it usually was to keep your want towards him at bay, 7 months was a long time, and you’re struggling to keep up your composure. especially with the coursing of the alcohol through your bloodstream.

his eyes shut upon hearing your groan, hands gripping into your waist, squeezing hard, niall piping up at the scene, “alright, alright. ya gotta hold it together for a while longer. can’t let everyone see this.”

“he’s right, love,” louis hums against your ear, his warm breath causing a shiver to run down your spine. as he slowly pulls away from you, smiling, “m’gonna get myself a drink, catch up with you a bit. feeling a bit too sober,” he laughs.

you turn to niall as louis walks off, smiling wide, “you talked to him then,” you hum excitedly, your arms finding their familiar spot around his neck.

“yeah, i did,” he smiles wide, pressing his lips to yours, “think he wants this as bad as we do.”

“we ?” you ask, biting your lip with a knowing smirk. although niall couldn’t stop talking about it last time, he never straight up said that he liked it or that he’d do it again. but you’d known niall long enough to be fairly certain that both were true, no matter how hard he avoided the words per say.

you watch niall’s cheeks turn bright pink, eyes widening, as he stuffs his face against your shoulder, groaning loudly. maybe louis was right, he is chatty when he’s drunk. and he admits way more than he’d like to. it elicits a laugh from you, patting his head, “dont be ashamed. love that we can do this together. that all of us can enjoy it just as much.”

you can feel niall nodding against your neck, trailing kisses up to your jaw and cheeks, playfully leaving pecks all over your skin in a silent thank you for being the best he could have ever asked for.

the rest of the evening went by in a flash, except for the times that it didn’t. there were moments, the kind where you’d end up pressed between niall and louis on the makeshift dance floor in the living room, both of their hands shamelessly wandering over your body, both of their hips grinding against you. niall’s lips on your neck, louis’ eyes locked with yours, unable to make the move he so desperately wants to make. the tension growing in all your bellies. those are the moments where you wish the evening would end, and you could continue the scene without any wandering eyes.

and as soon as the last person was finally shuffled through the threshold, door shut and locked, you turn your body to face louis, your hands gripped into his shirt, by his collarbones, your entire being rolled into his own, as you press your mouths together. you’d been craving a taste of him all night, and although niall’s constant kisses satiated your needs, you were craving the one you couldn’t have. at least until now.

at first, louis lets out a little yelp in surprise, not expecting you to jump him so soon. his hands grip into your flesh, one onto your arm, the other slipped under your shirt to feel your hip, steadying you. he quickly looses himself into you, into the kiss, his tongue slipping out to stroke over the plushness of your bottom lip, before gently biting into it.

you whimper, your hips instinctively rolling into his, your centre already dripping, clit aching for some form of friction.

louis presses his stiffening prick against you, both hands slipping to your ass, holding you tightly against him, chasing some relief of his own, “forgot how feisty you are, christ.”

“been teasing me all night,” you whine softly, pouting up at louis, feeling niall’s hands gently land on your hips, thumbs stroking your skin. “both of you have.”

“irresistible, you,” niall coos quietly, sucking little kisses into your neck, pressing himself against your ass, louis’ hands pinned between your bodies.

“really are,” louis hums, nipping at your bottom lip playfully, his nails digging into your ass, knuckles pressed back, pushing against niall’s cock, smirking at him, “lucky lad aren’t you nialler ?”

“mhmm, the luckiest,” he agrees, his nails digging small crescent shapes into your soft skin, little twinges of pain shooting through you, as niall locks eyes with louis, giving him a playful look, both of them clearly letting the booze from earlier soothe any nerves, and sideline any reservations.

“can’t believe you’re sharing her with me,” louis chuckles, his clothed cock rolling against your body, pressing you back tighter to niall, a series of mixed moans and panting breaths echoing through the now empty living room.

“she takes us both so well,” niall groans, “love being able to do this with you. both of you,” he adds, finally acknowledging your presence.

you whimper loudly, wiggling your body, wanting to feel them so badly. hearing them talk about you, as if you weren’t there, pushing you to your breaking point. you really couldn’t wait any longer. your body was literally trembling for any sort of relief, “please, fuck, please.”

“hmm, my sweet girl. it depends, yeah ? are you still being good for me ?” niall coos, pushing himself against your ass again.

you quickly nod, leaning your head back against niall’s shoulder, looking up at him, “been good. been good all night.”

louis furrows his eyebrows, watching the exchange before him, “what m’i missing ?”

“show him, pet,” niall smirks, patting your hip, as he steps away, giving you the space to pull away from louis. niall makes his way over to the couch, taking a seat and beckoning you over, “c’mere.”

you smile wide at louis, a playful glint in your eye that doesn’t go unnoticed to him, sauntering over to niall, standing between his thighs, facing him.

niall works over the button and zip of your jeans, eyes flicked up at you as he goes, speaking over you to louis, “we were hoping you’d join us tonight. didn’t want to waste any time, so we got a little head start.”

and well that, that doesn’t really clear anything up for louis. that is until niall finally has your pants worked down, and until your knee rests on the couch next to niall’s thigh, and you’re leaning over to kiss him, hands braced on the back of the sofa. with your ass up towards louis, niall reaches over to pull your thong to the side, exposing a heart shaped gem, nestled between your cheeks, attached to what louis can only assume is a pretty pink plug sitting deep inside you. and based on the conversation he was just privy to, it has been for the entirety of the evening.

for a moment, louis’ head spins, fingers reaching out instinctively to touch the glistening gem, his eyes locked on your ass, cheeks spread just for him to see. he presses softly against the heart, hearing your muffled whimper as your lips are suctioned to niall’s.

“fuckin hell you guys,” louis groans, pressing harder on the plug. “s’this why you kept grinding on her earlier ?” he asks niall, before turning his attention to you, adding, “christ, did it feel good, love ? liked having niall press on your pretty plug ? everyone around, watching the birthday girl, and you’re getting off in the middle of the dance floor. bet your cunt is fuckin soaked because of it, innit ?”

you whine, heat shooting through your spine, landing right in your centre, fingertips digging into niall’s shoulders, as your jaw goes slack. you can feel yourself clenching, the plug getting nestled deeper inside you with every press of louis’ fingers, your pussy begging for attention, arousal dripping down onto niall’s clothed thigh.

“she’s fuckin dripping mate,” niall breathes, his eyes locked between the both of you, watching your body trembling, watching the desperation seeping out of you, watching the drip, drip, drip, of your cunt.

“gonna let me taste, darling ?” louis coos, looking up at niall, confirming that he’s okay with it as well, “missed out last time yeah ? bet your cunt tastes so fuckin sweet.”

“please, please, fuck,” you whimper, nodding quickly, turning yourself around, sitting back against niall’s lap, spreading your legs, in a desperate attempt to display yourself to louis.

his eyes zero in on your pussy, absolutely drenched, your thighs shaking, as his finger tentatively reaches out to swipe over your slit, before patting your inner thigh, “lets strip you properly first, hmm ?” he hums. “maybe we should let niall strip too ? can switch that plug out for something even better.”

“yeah,” you breathe, shuffling off of niall’s lap, louis’ hands falling on your hips, gliding up your body to remove your shirt. he had you almost in a trance, your arms instinctively rising, his fingertips tickling against your heated skin.

you can hear the shuffling behind you, niall’s clothes being stripped off before he stands, kissing over your neck, “strip him, too.”

“help me,” you breathe, so lost in the moment, in the feeling of them, your brain not working properly.

niall’s gaze flicks up to louis’, silently checking in with him, because this felt oddly different ? but he’s met with a chuckling louis, shaking his head, “with everything that’s about to happen, i don’t think taking my clothes off should be anything to worry about.”

niall laughs, flipping him off, before reaching for louis’ pants, and pulling them down along with his boxers in one quick swoop, as you make quick work of removing his shirt.

“christ, you two don’t waste any time,” louis shakes his head, smirking, watching niall go to sit back down, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you back to sit on him. watches as niall grips your inner thighs, spreading your legs to hook them over his knees, sitting his feet up against the coffee table.

“give us a hand, mate,” niall hums, “can you take the plug out ?”

louis’ brain snaps into action, nodding, “‘course i can,” as he makes his way between niall’s legs, dropping to his knees, eyes level with your cunt. he can feel his mouth watering, desperate to take a lick, to taste you. but, for the moment, there’s a task at hand.

you can feel the moment louis’s fingers reach out for the plug, a small, breathy whimper getting caught in your throat. it doesn’t go unnoticed to niall, his face practically next to yours, making him pepper soft kisses along your shoulder, fingertips ghosting over your stomach, hips, thighs, soothing you.

louis twists the plug around, watching your pussy flutter with every move, working a slow rhythm inside you, not wanting to pull it out too quickly.

your arms reach up, one hand landing in niall’s hair, your thumb stroking his scalp, as your fingers grip and run through his hair. he can hear your breathy pants in response to louis’ teasing, “s’he playing with you, pretty girl ?”

you nod, humming an affirmation, biting on your lip as you feel louis pull the plug out halfway, feeling the catch of the largest part around your rim, before quickly pressing it back in. you stuff your face into niall’s neck, breathing him in, gripping his hair tightly for a moment.

niall groans in response, hips bucking up, his prick pressing up against the back of louis’ hand, eliciting a laugh, “alright, message received, no more teasing,” louis hums, working the plug out of you, watching a dribble of arousal leak down from your centre.

“barely need lube,” louis bites his lip, watching a second bubble drip down, your pussy clenching at his words, “she’s fuckin dripping on herself, mate.”

“such a good girl,” niall hums, lips quirking up into a smile, pressing his head against yours, fingertips gliding up to your breasts, spiralling around and around, until he reaches your nipples, thumb and index finger closing in on them, giving a gentle tug.

your chest rises along with him, chasing his fingers, his touch, right as louis’ fingers run through your folds, collecting some of your wetness and spreading it over niall’s cock.

you moan out, biting your lip, niall moaning as well, just a moment after you. with louis’ fingers dipping through your folds to gather your arousal, before wrapping his fist around niall’s cock, stroking over it to deposit your juices.

he watches as more and more of your arousal pools by your entrance, overflowing down to your bum with every clench, desperate to feel more than what louis’ given you so far.

“fuckin christ, louis,” niall groans, hips bucking up, the wetness from your heat giving his cock such a delicious glide through louis’ hand, fist wrapped tightly around his member.

“feeling good ?” louis smirks, “haven’t even started, mate. honestly think i could slip ya right inside her. wasn’t kidding about not needing lube.”

“do it,” you whimper, “fuck, please do it. can’t take it anymore, lou.”

biting his lip, louis’ eyes flick up to you. hearing the desperation in your voice, he really couldn’t keep himself from giving you what you so obviously needed. so he guides niall’s cock to your puckering hole, niall feeling the moment his tip makes contact with your ring of muscle, taking over and pressing his prick, slowly, deep inside you.

you feel your body melting back against niall, your entire being, instantly relaxed, muscles gone limp, finally, fucking finally, getting some form of relief. one that you’d been so deeply craving.

“fuck,” niall breathes against your cheek, “always feel so fuckin good, pet,” he groans, hips starting to move slowly, getting you used to the much larger intrusion in comparison to the plug.

you whimper, turning your face, kissing niall hard, teeth biting into his bottom lip when you realize louis’ tongue had darted out to take a long lick up your slit, hand reaching down to grip into louis’ hair.

“knew you’d taste sweet,” louis mutters, face burying itself in your cunt, licking, nipping, tasting. it was messy, he was messy, somehow always right where you didn’t even know you needed him. lapping at your entrance, sucking on your clit, nipping against your folds. he’d even spit right where niall’s cock would meet your hole, adding a bit of lubrication at the perfect times.

niall’s mind was reeling, feeling the warmth and glide of louis’ added wetness, and yet, he knew, his mind was nowhere near as far gone as yours. he could feel your body trembling, could feel your chest rising and falling quicker, your pants breathier and whinier.

“louis’ making you feel good, pretty girl ? like the way he eats your cunt ? ” niall coos, holding onto your hips, keeping you in place, with no choice but to take whatever they give you. “fuck, think both of you are dripping.”

he wasn’t wrong. your heat was constantly clenching over nothing, more and more bubbles of arousal leaking down to niall’s cock. an incredible amount of louis’ spit mixed in. he really was messy. and you loved every second of it.

“fuck, fuck,” you whimper, voice getting louder. you couldn’t remember the last time your skin felt so hot. so prickly. it felt like your body was burning from the inside out. “need- fuck, i need-“ you couldn’t finish your sentence, cut off by a loud moan when louis’ mouth wrapped around your clit, suctioning it into his mouth, flicking over it with his tongue.

niall, having been around you long enough, thankfully can read you better than you can yourself, eyes glued to your face, “christ, she’s gonna fuckin squirt, lou.”

as soon as the message reaches louis’ brain, he groans loudly, eyes rolling back, tongue lapping at your pussy harder, with more purpose. he was so entranced by you, his nose working over your clit, licking up every spot he can reach, almost suffocated in your folds.

with one hard thrust from niall, your ears started ringing, fingers and toes going numb, as you felt an explosion of tingling heat burst from your stomach, louis’ tongue working over you to collect as much of your squirt in his mouth as he could. the rest soaking his neck and chest, giving niall’s cock even more slickness to glide inside you.

louis pulls away from you slowly, his hands resting on your sides as he stands, rubbing soothingly into your skin. his gaze immediately locks with niall’s, catching his attention. louis taps his index gently against niall’s lip, nodding at him to open his mouth.

he does, without question, his mind a bit fuzzy from the tight clench of your inner walls, just moments ago, holding back his body’s scream for release. and as soon as his mouth is open, louis leans over brushing his nose against niall’s, depositing your squirt into his awaiting mouth.

niall groans at the taste of you, his eyes closing momentarily, looking back up at a smirking louis, “figured you’d want a taste too.”

“always. love tasting,” niall hums after swallowing, too enthralled in the events, and slight buzz from earlier, to realize how much he’s admitting to louis tonight.

and that. well, that just makes you jealous if you’re honest. a needy whine echoing from your throat.

louis looks over at you, eyebrow raised, niall jumping in to fill in for you, “you want a taste too, dont ya, petal ?” making you nod quickly.

with a smile tugging at his lips, louis reaches out to gently stroke your cheek, “filthy girl,” he coos, leaning in to kiss you.

the moment his tongue slips into your mouth, you suckle on him, getting as much of a taste as you can, humming happily, in appreciation.

as louis pulls away from your mouth, a line of spit connecting your lips together, eventually snapping as he gets further away, he flicks his eyes between the both of you, slightly out of breath, “fuck, you both look so fucked out.”

itching to feel what you both are, he taps his cock against your cunt, making you flinch on contact, a breathy whine puffing out of your lips, warming niall’s neck. and without any more of a warning to either of you, louis feeds his prick into you.

your jaw instantly goes slack, eyes rolling back, breath getting caught in your throat. it was so much. so much louis. so much niall. so much. so fucking much. all you could focus on was their touches, their groany pants, their cocks.

“louis-“ niall moans out, his grip into your waist digging deeper into your skin, nails nipping deliciously painfully. “f-fuck mate. so fucking tight.”

louis’ head drops to your shoulder, hands rubbing all over you, all over niall, christ he wasn’t sure anymore, he was feeling someone’s skin. he was all of a sudden incredibly overwhelmed. the incredible tight squeeze your cunt has on his dick, and fuck, he never thought hearing his friend moan out his name would sound so good, sound so arousing.

regardless of how louis’ mind was on overdrive, his body took over, chasing that amazingly tingly feeling. he works up a slow rhythm, pummelling his cock deep into you, rolling over your sweet spot with each thrust.

“don’t stop,” you breathe, gasping for air. the feel of niall’s teeth on your neck and shoulder, louis tonguing over your chest and breasts, both of their hands tickling at your skin from time to time. “just- don’t fuckin stop.”

“can’t,” louis groans, nipping at you, “fuck, can’t stop, s’so good.” and it’s true. he can’t stop even if he tried. his body had completely taken over, feeling of pure ecstasy coursing through his blood. he’s not sure he’s ever been addicted to anything, but this just may be it.

niall’s hand cards itself through louis’ hair, feeling every ridge of his friend’s cock through your thin walls, the head catching on niall’s tip with every thrust, making him tighten his grip, “feels so fuckin good louis.”

“fuck,” louis curses loudly, unable to help himself, as he looks up, his mouth lunging for niall’s, lips mashing together in a fight for dominance, needing niall to just shut up. he needed to focus on not cumming. but every fucking word that comes out of niall’s mouth brings him closer to the edge. and for some god forsaken reason, the best he could come up with at the moment was kiss the ever living hell out of him.

your eyes flick over to the scene before you, whimpering loudly, as louis’ thrusts had gotten harder since kissing niall, a mess of moans coming from right next to your ear. gripping onto louis’ hips, your body gives in, all senses on overdrive of moans and touches and fuck you never thought it’d turn you on so much to watch your boyfriend kissing your best friend.

your body goes rigid, back arching as much as it could with louis’ weight on you, squirting once again, your mind going blank, cumming harder than you think you ever have.

“fuck, fuck, fucking hell,” louis groans loudly, teeth biting hard into niall’s lip, joining you over the edge, filling you up even more than you already were.

louis’ cum was so warm, so filling, your body was shivering with every spurt of white painting your walls.

niall’s quick to grip into louis’ ass, holding his hips flush with yours, “christ, can feel ya cumming, lou.”

louis trembles, looking up at both of you, his hair mussed up, sweat drenching his forehead, eyes blinking, as they fight to stay open. niall smiles softly at him, remembering exactly how it felt for him last time, “her cunt feel good, mate ?”

“fuck,” louis breathes, nodding, fingertips gently petting your stomach, “amongst other things,” he admits, answering niall’s question, adding, “fuckin good girl you are.”

you sigh, contently, but still on overdrive, your face tucked into niall’s neck, shuddering around every breath. your legs were fighting with niall’s to try and shut, everything just feeling too much, too much, too much.

niall gently runs his fingernails over your inner thighs, in an attempt to calm you, murmuring against your ear, “gotta let me finish me, pet. hmm, be a good girl for me ?”

“have you seriously not cum yet ?” louis asks incredulously. “how are you holding out ?”

“he can’t cum when he drinks,” you fill in, your mind swimming, mouthing against niall’s neck, trying to relax your body.

“gonna pull out,” louis hums, his cock growing increasingly sensitive the longer he stays inside you. regardless of the fact that neither of them were moving, your pussy was still spasming from the orgasm moments ago, and louis just couldn’t take it anymore.

slowly, incredibly slowly, so as not to overwork either of you, louis pulls out, eyes fixed on your centre. he bites his lip, watching you clench over nothing, some of his cum bubbling out of you.

without much of a second thought, louis curls two fingers completely, pressing them inside you as a makeshift plug, keeping his orgasm stuffed inside you.

niall’s jaw instantly goes slack, his hand darting out to grip into louis’ forearm, “fuck are you doing ?”

“what ?” louis asks confused, eyebrows furrowed.

“fuckin-“ niall groans, hips rolling into you hard, cock seethed deep inside you. “so much pressure, fuck,” he grits, trying and failing to push louis’ hand away from you.

and then it clicks for louis. niall can feel his knuckles. with every thrust, the underside of niall’s cock glides hard into his bones.

louis smirks at him, “still think you can’t cum when you’re drunk ?”

niall’s eyes roll back, a whine working it’s way from the depths of his chest, his other hand, the one that isn’t currently crushing louis’ arm, wraps itself across your body, bruising your hip, holding you in place, as he starts to fuck into you at a blinding pace.

you moan loudly, reaching for louis, needing a way to anchor yourself, ground yourself, for a moment. pulling him into you, you attempt to kiss him, but with your lips trembling and jaw randomly falling, louis found himself more often than not, kissing over your lips, cheeks, chin.

“make him cum, louis,” you whimper shakily, “please make him cum.”

niall moans, hearing your request, his cock diving into you one, two, three more times before filling you up as well. he pants heavily, a small chesty groan with every spurt of his high. and he’ll just definitely go on pretending that the thought of his best friend making him cum isn’t what ended up breaking his “no cumming while drunk” streak.

you turn your face into niall’s neck, whimpering through your harsh breathing, a shiver running through your body.

you feel niall’s arms wrap around your body, trying to keep you warm, murmuring softly, “lemme pull you, sweet girl.” and a moment later, you feel his cock falling out of you, making you whimper louder, feeling his cum dribbling out of you, clenching over nothing for the first time since the plug went into you, however many hours ago now.

louis’ got his eyes glued on your heat, fingers pulling out of you to catch the dripping of niall’s high. you shudder, completely overstimulated, body wiggling in a begging attempt to finally close your legs.

“don’t let her,” louis mutters, making niall look down at what could possibly have him so enthralled.

“what are you doing ?” niall asks, “can’t keep going lou, she needs a break.”

but louis’ quick to shake his head, scooping as much of niall’s cum as he can, pressing it into your gaping cunt, his fingers mixing up all of your orgasms and arousal together. “s’fine, m’done. said you loved to taste,” he explains as his index dips inside you, scooping some of the mixture and feeding it past niall’s lips.

niall groans, eyes fluttering shut, tongue wrapping around louis’ finger, sucking back the musky, salty, sweet mix of all three of you. but as louis tries to pull his finger away, niall sucks it back into his mouth, getting a taste at louis’ skin while he’s at it.

and louis decides he’s going to go on pretending that the image of his best friend’s mouth on his prick isn’t making him stiffen, as he pulls his finger away for real, hearing the pop of niall’s lips and watching the string of his spit break the further louis’ finger gets.

with two fingers this time, he dips back into you, scooping out some more, his other hand reaching up to cup your jaw, thumb tapping on your lip, “since i’ve learned that you’ll start whining if i don’t share,” he teases, giggling quietly. your lips part, sticking your tongue out, louis wiping his fingers on your awaiting tongue, pressing it back into your mouth, fingers along with it.

you suck back the sticky liquid, cleaning off his fingers completely, your tongue rolling around them, louis pulling his digits away with another pop.

“again,” niall asks, slight desperation in his tone, as louis keeps feeding you both, taking turns until there’s almost none left.

“can i have a taste now ?” he chuckles, “greedy little fuckers, you.” and from one moment, louis’ tutting at both you and niall, the next moment, he’s dipping down low, tongue delving into you to get the last taste.

louis makes quick work, not wanting to cause you any pain, kissing your clit softly, before pulling away, hands rubbing over your tummy, “such a fuckin good girl.”

niall adding against your ear, “happy birthday, petal.”

Part 3

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holdinonto-heartache · 10 months

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You laugh and finish getting ready,

——

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hey.” He mumbles quietly.

“Can I sit?”

He nods and sits up to scoot over more.

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

You can see his eyebrows perk up.

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

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

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

He fights a smile while nodding, “Yes.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know exactly what he’s doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Really?” His raises his eyebrows and smiles.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“If that works for you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah he’s fine, it’s so-“

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Louis. We’re going to start.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Louis teases the fans and they go absolutely berserk.

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

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

You hug Freddie and cheer with the crowd.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Likes and re blogs are very much appreciated <3

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ukcrazedcanadiangirl · 23 days

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1d rp

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

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mean dom yn with sub louis....

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

please 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋🎀🎀🎀🎀

all mine

summary: louis’ a mess.

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

pairing: louis tomlinson x fem!reader

•••

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you want me to stop?”

“N…” He gasped, “No, fuck, no.”

a/n: let’s make love

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say-narry · 1 year

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Christmas' gift

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

Contagem de palavras: ~2k

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

Personagens: louis!marido x leitora!esposa

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Ciúmes? – Perguntei.

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Desculpe, amor. Força do hábito.

Eu ri concordando e ajeitando meu entiado.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

— Lou… – Gemi – Fica aqui? Por favor?

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

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

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

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

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

Soltei um risinho, concordando com a cabeça.

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

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

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

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