One direction/ 5 seconds of summer one-shots

Caught in the act - Louis (Smutish)

The sky was a vibrant shade of red, and the air was heavy with the smell of salt. It was like something out of a romance novel, really, but the scene unfolding before them was anything but romantic. Louis Tomlinson One Direction's resident funny man, was on his hands and knees in the middle of a secluded beach, his trousers around his ankles and his bare arse bobbing up and down in time with the waves. His partner, a woman with long, raven hair and a body that could make even the coldest of hearts race, pumped her hips forward, her eyes locked on to Louis, her lips parted in a silent scream of ecstasy.

The rest of the band, Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Harry, had been walking along the beach, enjoying the peace and quiet and the beautiful sunset, when they stumbled upon this most unexpected sight. Their eyes widened in shock, their jaws dropping open as they stood there, rooted to the spot, unable to believe what they were seeing. Louis let out a long, throaty moan, his head falling back against his partner's shoulder as she continued to ride him hard and fast.

"Louis..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from exertion. "I need you inside me..." And with that, she reached down and guided him inside her, making him groan loudly. The other boys exchanged nervous glances, their cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. They weren't quite sure what to do now. Should they interrupt them? Or should they just turn tail and run away, hoping against hope that this strange and uncomfortable moment would somehow disappear?

Before they could come to a decision, however, Louis' partner arched her back, her nails digging into his shoulders as she climaxed, her body shuddering violently around him. He followed suit a moment later, his grip on the sand tightening as he emptied himself inside her. The two of them collapsed in a heap on the sand, panting heavily.

"Oh, shit," Liam muttered under his breath, finally finding his voice. "That was... awkward." Harry nodded in agreement, his face still flushed with shock and embarrassment. They glanced at each other, then at Zayn and Niall, who both looked just as shell-shocked as they felt.

There was an uncomfortable silence as the five of them stood there, unsure of what to do next. The woman, still catching her breath, eventually opened one eye and peeked at them from beneath her long, dark lashes. "Um... hi," she managed to croak out. "Didn't expect to see you boys here." Louis, still lying on the sand, let out a laugh that sounded more like a cough. "Yeah, sorry about that," he choked out. "Guess we'll just be going now..."

With that, the five of them turned and hurried away, leaving Louis and his partner to clean up and find their clothes. The air was thick with tension and embarrassment as they walked back toward their hotel, each lost in their own thoughts. It was going to take a while for them to get over this one.