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Liam Dirty

Tease~

"HEY LETS PLAY SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Louis drunkenly shouts. "Lou, there's only eight of us you don't have to shout, you drunk." Harry states. It was you, the boys, Eleanor, and Perrie. They all came over to your house for a "few" drinks.

Louis finishes his fourth bottle and sits on the wood floor. "C'mon fellas just a couple rounds!" he pleads and we all sit in a circle. Louis spins first, only to land on Eleanor. Eleanor spins to Perrie; to which Zayn and Louis seem turned on. Next, Perrie spins to Liam; to which Zayn becomes jealous. And then Liam, who you've been crushing on ever since Perrie introduced you to the boys, spins to you. "Uh-h do I have to?" You stutter. "Oh, c'mon (y/n), it's only 15 seconds! Don't be such a pussy!" Harry pushes. You sit up on your knees. Liam does as well.
"Timer ready?" Eleanor asks Perrie. "Ready... go!" Liam grabs your face and smashed his lips to yours. Your lips move in sync. "5... 4... 3... 2... STOP!" Perrie yells. Everyone cheers and whistles.

Niall and Liam were the only two left after another hour and a half. Harry and Zayn ended up carrying Louis out of the door. Niall, Liam and you were watching "About Time." Niall was to your right and Liam to your left. Your eyes began to get heavy. "Tired, (y/n)?" Liam asks. "A little," you answer. "You can lay in my lap..." he says.

You ended up falling asleep in his lap. Liam picks you up, bridal style, and carries you to your room. "Goodnight, love." He says before kissing your forehead. While he walks away from you, you grab his hand. "Please don't leave. Will you stay here?" You ask. He pauses. "Um, sure." Do you want me to stay in the guest room?" He asks. You pull his hand to where his face is inches from yours. "You're staying in here tonight." he smirks at your confidence. You wrap your hands around the back of his neck and pull his lips to yours. You stand out of bed for more support.

He parts to remove his shirt and pants. He was left in his boxers. His arms wrap around your lower back. With one swift movement, he removes you're Nike shorts. You remove your t-shirt before being picked up, and thrown on the bed. You laugh, his soft hands trailing from your chest to the hem of your underwear. After they are gone, you arch your back for him to take off your bra. Liam's tongue trailed from the center of your chest to your core. He ate you out, sending shivers all over your body. Your hands fist through his hair. "Ugh, Liam!" You moan his name.

Liam sits up. He's laughing. "What?" You ask. "Goodnight, (y/n)." He says. Liam lays down under the covers. You playfully punch him, "You fucking tease."