One Direction Book

Louis Tomlinson x Reader - Inexperienced.

Should I continue putting the context?

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Top!Louis
Bottom!Reader
Female!Reader

Context:

The reader has never experienced anything sexual other than just rubbing her clit and making out. She really wants to take the next step, but she's very, very nervous and very, very inexperienced.

Your POV; I, I'm, I'll, me, my, myself, etc.

Enjoy!

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"Hey, Louis?" I called sheepishly to my boyfriend as I timidly stepped into the room. The dark brunette boy looked over at me with a grin, like he always did when I entered the room, the puppy like excitement filling his blue eyes as he looked up from whatever he was doing. "Yeah?" He asked as I made my way over to sit next to him on the couch.

I fiddled with my fingers nervously, avoiding his gaze. Louis knew me well enough that this meant I was either upset or anxious. "You okay, Y/n?" He asked, placing a concerned hand on my shoulder. "I want to... Y'know... Uhm..." I stuttered, feeling my face grow hot as my blood rushed to my face. "You wanna what?" He asked, "I wanna have sex with you." I say quickly, ripping off the bandaid.

There was a small silence until Louis spoke up, "Are you sure? I mean, you're a virgin and I don't want to take that away from you if you're not ready." He said softly, making me look up at him. His eyes were soft and delicate, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were pursed in a line, making his expression slightly unreadable. "I'm ready, Lou. I want to give my virginity to you," I say firmly, taking his hand that rested on his lap, "I'm nervous but I know that I want it. I want you." Louis smiled slightly, "Okay, well, tonight, we can. But I wanna make it perfect for you, okay? We're gonna take it slow." He said, making me nod, "Mkay." I hummed, leaning up to kiss his forehead before nuzzling my face into his neck, making him laugh softly and pull me into his lap where we cuddled.

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Later...
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"Okay," I heard Louis say as he lead me forward, taking me somewhere in our shared flat. He kicked Harry out of the house, and Harry being Harry probably put two and two together and yelled, "Use protection!" As he made his way out, closing the door behind him.

Louis had blindfolded me and was leading me up the stairs of the flat, down the hallway, and stopped me before taking his hands off of my shoulders and opening a door. "Right, keep your eyes closed." He said, slipping the blindfold off of me, and leading me forward since I couldn't see anything.

We walked a few feet forward and the door closed behind me on the way before he stopped me. "Open your eyes in three... Two... One..." He said softly. I opened my eyes and let out a soft gasp, my hand flying up to cover my mouth in shock. Louis chuckled and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

Our shared bedroom had been decorated in such a beautiful way it nearly brought tears to my eyes because it must've taken Louis hours to do all this by himself because everything looked PERFECT. Like, not a single thing wasn't tilted or sloppily put on.

The main light from the ceiling was off as fairy lights and candles lit up the room.

The fairy lights were twinkling slowly and they hung from the walls near the ceiling.

There was a rosey like sent, most likely from the candles.

The bed sheets were swapped from what they usually were and replaced with white silky ones and there were rose petals sprinkled on the sheets.