1D smut book

liam - "you do it better"

credits: paynetheprinceofbeauty (tumblr)
warnings: smut, mentions of smut, drinking
word count: ~1k

Muffled voices in the bar, random shouts of inebriated single men and shimmering colorful dresses worn by risque women meant you were in a pub in the middle of a Saturday night. If anyone knew you well enough, they would never have imagined you sitting on an old rusty bar stool in the midst of chaos but there was a reason to your folly and the reason was Liam Payne.

He had started a diet a few month earlier that would help him lose body fat and gain muscle mass therefore he cut out any alcoholic drink, but tonight was his cheat night and he was going to have fun.

"Bring us two pints," he told the bartender who nodded and returned with foamy jugs of beer.

"Oh hun, I'm not sure I can drink all of this." he chuckled and started sipping his beer.

"God, do you know how amazing this tastes? It is like drinking beer for the first time."

You were glad he was enjoying the night already and he deserved a night where he didn't focus on his weight. His body had noticeably changed over the few months and he was all hard muscle all around, even his butt which you so fondly admired each day.

"Oi, got some room left for us Payne?" Andy and a few of his friends and girl friends showed up and started drinking with the two of you.

"You look great man, this one keeping you up at night?" Andy pointed at you but you dodged his look like an arrow.

"Oh fuck off, I can outlast you any day." there was this deal between them to see who could do without sex for the longest time, so far it had been a week.

"I know I know. Listen, I'm thinking about losing the bet, I mean, have you seen the girls tonight?"

"Actually, I only see one girl," Liam grabbed your hand and Andy took it as a queue to leave.

"Disgusting! Alright, see ya later man, bet's off!" and he was lost in the crowded stuffy bar.

"Must be my night." Liam mused finishing off his pint letting a wink fly straight at you.

***

Finally you were home, taking off your heels and your dress that smelled like smoke, tobacco, sweat and liquor.

"Remind me never to go to that bar again. If I wanted to smell like a middle aged man I'd go to a football game."

"Fine, next time we'll go where you want."

you smiled and closed your eyes. They felt heavy and dry even though you weren't tired.

"So did you win?"

"Win what?"

"The bet."

"Oh. I suppose, he said it was off. It was stupid anyway."

Liam took a seat next to you where he gently lifted your head and rested it on his lap so he could look down on you, still seeing the beauty underneath some slight mascara leaks. Your jaw line still so delicate, he could trace it over and over again.

"Don't you feel the need to get off though? I mean we've never gone a week without sex until now and I'm definitely feeling it."

His droopy eyes all of a sudden regained lost energy.

"You- you're feeling it?"

You nodded and looked up at him, slightly obstructed by his bearded chin.

"Y/N, I'd love to, honestly, but I'm tired, I don't think I could help you."

His hands were on your lower stomach so you decided to slide up his lap a bit and make his hands align with your heat. Only a thin almost transparent layer of fabric separated his fingers and your skin.

"What are you doing?" his voice was low and his hand remained steady.

"I've never done it myself, if you know what I mean, so maybe you could... Teach me?"

Liam knew that was his area of expertise yet he wasn't sure if he wanted you to replace him even in the future.

"I don't know babe... Promise you'll only do it when I can't."

You thought it over but agreed.

"I can't believe this is your first time... Okay, so here's what you do."

Liam grabbed your hand and placed it on your heat. "You have to tease yourself first by rubbing, you know, so you get wet." Liam wasn't very comfortable discussing this topic but it did excite him.

You listened to him and started rubbing in circles, thinking of him and how he did it. He was much more skilled though and covered more area so as nice and stimulating as it felt, it didn't have the same results. Your thighs rubbed against each other to create more friction.

"Umm... then you lower this," he dragged down your sides your underwear and saw that he was a good teacher after all.

"Then you insert one finger first then the second one," you looked at him while doing it and his eyes looked tormented. He couldn't control himself for long.

In and out you started sliding your fingers, moaning at intervals when you hit the right spots.

"Liam-" you caught breath, "You feel better..."

It was the way your voice rang in his ears like he was the only one who could be of any help to you. It was the way your pink lips parted as you desperately tried to recreate what he made you feel in the past. It was his erection that you caused and now he had to take care of no matter how fatigued he was.

"Fuck it..." he mumbled to himself and got up from the couch only to climb back on it without pants or boxers.

He parted your legs and removed your hands from your heat.

"I'll make you cum, okay?"

"Okay."

He brought his hips down to yours and entered you with such ease, it was all pleasure.

"You did a good job Y/N. Real good job."

"I was thinking of you." you confessed as he thrust in you holding himself up while his hands were on either side of your head, completely flexed, toned, and powerful.

His eyes struggled to remain open as he wanted to see you beg for more contact but the intense pleasure took over him.

"Babe, babe..." you always spoke those words seconds before you came and sure enough, he felt you clench and grip his arm.

Laying half naked on his couch, chest rising and falling all because of him, motivated him to finish off on his own. He pulled out pumped up and down a few times and climaxed as well.

"You do it better." you mumbled glancing at him, with his head thrown back on the head of the couch.

"You do too." he said as he looked down.

"Tomorrow Liam. I'm worn out."

Liam picked you up and brought you upstairs minutes before you fell asleep.