Liam Gallagher imagines/smuts

Game~smut

"I can go a week without touching ya" he kept calm, eyes focused on me. A smirk tugging on his lips, but internally Liam was screaming, hating himself for giving into my little game, not knowing how he'd  survive a week without making love to his wife.

"Alright" I shrug, pulling off my jumper, exposing my dark lacy crop top that showed a lot of my cleavage, I sat next him, chuckling as I noticed the way he was uncomfortably shifting around in his seat. I was set on winning this game, I knew how to tease my husband, how to make him suffer, I certainly wouldn't be the first to give in.

He groaned, downing his beer and got off the sofa, muttering a small "unbelievable" as he left the room, he clenched his jaw, walking upstairs to their bathroom, desperate for a cold shower. Liam knew how to win a game, how trick his opponents, but I knew him like the back of my hand, Liam would have a hard time winning this game, that was for sure.

Liam somehow survived the first two days, even though I'd stride around the house, only dressed in his Beatles top and short shorts, a smirk on my lips everytime I bend over to get things in the kitchen. I can hear him mutter "fuckin hell" he would touch me, knowing that he's lose control and take me right there and then.

I had a hard time as well, he'd go to sleep in nothing at all, liam would press his front against my back, I'd feel his throbbing length against my skin, biting down a moan, that was about to leave me. But I was just as strong headed and set on winning as Liam, so I tried to step up my game, I would put on red lipstick and put on heels he was oh so obsessed with, I'd let my hand linger near his centre for a minute or two, teasing his skin.

The third and fourth day was hell for Liam, he could feel his length growing any time he was around her, but he was too proud, he wouldn't give in, wouldn't touch her, he could survive another four days, at least that's what he thought.

"Liam!" I singsonged from the bathroom, I was standing in front of the mirror, completely naked,no towel around my body, making him freeze on the spot.

His eyes were wandering up and down my body, focused on the drops of water that were running down my skin. I turned towards him, playing around with the loose strand of my y/h/c hair, eyes focused on him. "Fuck it", he growled, Liam grasped my wrist, pulling me against his front and kissed me. Anger and lust were coming together inside his veins, urging him on, intensifying the hot feeling, that overcame him, Liam threw me over his shoulder and walked into the bedroom.

"You'll listen to me yeh" he growled into my ears, he grasped my wrists and pinned them over my head, my eyes watching his every move, I could feel the wetness pool between my thighs. "Liam" I moaned, I tried to press my front against his, hoping that he's finally let touch me, but Liam wasn't moving, he seemed to be deep in thought.

Liam flipped my around, pressing me into the covers. "I think we should teach ya a lesson. You've been a naughty girl lately haven't ya love" he flicked his tongue, and ran his hand over behind and delivered a harsh slap onto my skin, making me squeal.

I was dripping, he grasped my hair and pushed me upwards, naked back pressed against his front, "can ya feel that?" He pulled me against his hard length, "this is what ya do to me" I turned around, I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his length out of his boxers, my eyes focusing on him, asking for permission, "go on" he moaned

I pushed my head down and began to suck on his leaking tip, moaning as I tasted his Precum, Liams hands were holding onto my hair, forcing me down deeper on his member. My moans shot vibrations up his spine, I kept on bobbing my head, I hallowed my cheeks trying to take as much of him as possible. Liam growled my name, his eyes focusing on me, he bit down on his lip, loving the way my hot mouth felt around his length.

Liam pulled me off his length and pushed me back down onto my back, he shrugged off the rest of his clothes, ready to claim me for the rest of the night, not caring about losing my little game any longer. He ran his hands up my body, he kneaded my boobs, squeezing my nipples, making me moan, his ring felt cold against my skin, intensifying the burning ache. Liam grasped his length and lined himself up to my heat, he smirked and ran his tip through my folds and finally pushed into me, stretching me around his length.

"Liam" I moaned, almost automatically wrapping my legs around his middle and closing my eyes. Liam ran his thumb across my lower lip, pushed it into my mouth and let me suck on his skin, while he kept on thrusting in and out of my heat, at a ferocious pace, he wouldn't let me get used to his size, he was wrecking me, punishing me for teasing him like that, for daring him to get into my little game.

It was obvious to both of us, that we won't last long, our pent up frustration from the past few days was coming up to the surface, running through our veins, bringing us closer and closer to the edge, "fuck" Liam placed his forehead against mine, and kissed me, our moans got mixed up, engulfing us together.

His pace began to falter, Liam brought one hand to my clit, he began to put pressure onto my sensitive nub, wanting me to cum first, wanting to enjoy the change of my expressions as I was pushed over the edge. I came with a deep moan, my back arched, toes curled, my walls felt tight around his length, it was enough to push him over the edge as well, making him growl my name.

"We're never playing that game again" he whispered against the crook of my neck, making me giggle, both of us heavily breathing, still coming down from our high. "Why? Just because you can't even go four days without touching me?" I teased, knowing that he wouldn't let me catch any sleep tonight. He'd take me over and over again.