Dirty One Direction Imagines

Dirty Liam Payne Imagine

I love fun but i love Liam more. Liam and i were best friends… to a degree. We would always have our little flirtatious moments. I have never doubted that i didn’t have feelings for him, but i also never spoke about how i feel towards him. I knew he felt the same, but being Liam he would never tell me. He would never ruin our friendship for feelings. Anyways back to the subject. I was going over at Liams, because my place is to public and his is private and blah blah blah whatever. I arrived at his place in ten minutes due time.

I knocked on the door in a upbeat pattern. Standing for a few seconds, hearing rattling and stuff being knocked over followed by a few curses from liam, he finally opened the door and lead me inside. He gave me a big bear hug only he can provide. “I missed you so much, you have no idea.” I smiled at the thought of him going mad over me being so far away from him. “I know i missed you too liam, I’ve been sexually frustrated without your guidance.” He was my partner in crime when it came to hook ups. He always knew the right ones to pick ALWAYS. “Aww is my poor baby horny?” He asked while playing with my hair still embracing the hug. I giggled while lifting my head up pouting my bottom lip and nodding my head. He smiled at me, but then his facial expression got serious. “I can fix that.” He whispered leaning in his movements were in slow motion before he crashed his lips to mine, slipping his tongue into my mouth and then tangling with mine.

I moaned, my fingers in his hair. I didn’t fight, i wanted it. Badly. His hands tickled my sides grabbing my hips pulling my crotch to his rubbing them together. Making a heavenly friction between them. He let out an animalistic growl taking my left lifting it above his hip. I ground my hips on to his harder. One hand in his hair and the other on the back of his neck, slowly sliding down to his shoulder using it for support to jump a little. Pulling apart to breathe, he rested his forehead against mine. Staring into my eyes as i am his. My legs wrapped around his waist and his hands holding tight on to my bum, squeezing the flesh between his fingers. We both knew what we wanted. We didn’t have to speak, liam being a gentleman asked “would you like to take this upstairs?” I nodded my head. He smirked, kissing me again but more harder, he quickly went to his bedroom, walking in and kicking the door behind him slamming it shut. He threw me on the bed, me bouncing in response. He came and hovered over me “as much as i want to slowly fuck you. I waited to long for this.” He growled in my ears. He ripped off my top and then my shorts