hostage || l.t ✔️

forty nine

i listened to this song while writing this and when you see the * start the song if you want too :)

Louis Tomlinson
I open the car and she gets into it, sliding in and I get in after her. I start it up and she sits there. As it starts, I put my hand on her thigh, and she grabs my hand too, shaking her head and looking out the window.

The car drives us but I keep one hand on the wheel, then I slide my hand up a little further, she hums the song and I trace her thigh which gets her attention. "Louis," she warns and moves my hand back towards her knee. "Just drive,"

"I am," I shrug a lie, because this car has the option to drive yourself but otherwise it just drives for you. I move my hand back up her thigh, her head just shakes.

We make it home and I come through the door with her ass in my hands. "Louis," she scolds, trying to slap my hands away but I grin. I was a little bit drunk if anything, and I get pretty...annoyed when things don't go my way but she knows that.

I grab her hips, spinning her around and piking her up so she was on my lap in a straddle. I rush over to the bedroom and she groans in backpain when I place her down. I could already feel my jeans tighter than usual, so when I kiss her neck, I knew I was going to struggle.

*
I kiss her neck roughly, wanting to fuck her again. She grunts and grabs my shoulders and pushes me away but I grunt on her neck and kiss her continuedly. "Louis.." she says, my lips vibrating against her neck as she speaks. She uses a lot of force and pushes me away.

"Whatttt?" I whine, looking down at her. She shakes her head, as in no. "Whyyy?" I continue to whine.

"The amount of sex I've had these last few days is more than what I've had in a lifetime," she whines. I stay perched between her legs that were open around me. "I don't think I can take anymore,"

"What? That's so stupid," I shake my head, getting annoyed.

"It's not stupid, we've literally had sex so much this week, how do you have that many orgasms inside you?"

I shrug. "Are you saying you don't want to?"

She licks the inside of her cheek. "Can you blame me?"

I huff and get up and she sits up. Luckily, I wasn't that hard yet, just enough to see that I was hard but not enough for it to actually go away. "I need to wash the club out of me," she whines, standing up. "And, Louis, we've already had sex today,"

"I know that.." I mumble. "I'm just extremely horny, okay?"

"C'mon, let's go shower together," she takes my hand. She brings us to the bathroom, locking us in.

"You wanna shower with me?"

She nods. "Yes, do you wanna shower with me?"

"Is that a trick question?" I laugh. She turns the water on quickly before she starts to takes her shirt off so she was naked and only had her skirt on. I take my shirt off, and she looks at my chest. She walks over to me and drops her skirt so she was in the lace underwear I brought her a while ago.

I undo my jeans as she finishes getting undressed and stands under the water stream. I take my jeans and boxers off, my erection was going down slightly, certainly not noticeable though. I get in with her and she turns around, her hair even longer now it's wet.

I hold her hips from behind, pulling her ass onto me. I lean down to her neck, and we now were in the water stream. I kiss her neck, which makes her lift her hand up to my jaw, my hands grabbing her hips. I suck on her neck, not caring if I'm going to create a mark on her skin, it just shows that she belongs to me.