Ransom: A One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer Kidnapping Story

Liam

Liam

The boy squeaked and I chuckled lowly, forcing my way into the kiss. He pushed back against my hand but I didn't let go until he let out another whimper.

"You know you want to," I said, lifting Louis' chin and pulling his jaw back to mine. This time he agreed with me and attacked me hungrily, to which I returned the gesture. "Good choice," I mumbled agaist his mouth before licking into his soft lips: just the way I liked them. Our kiss became heated quickly; while I stayed pliant, Louis pushed his smaller body as close as possible to mine until he was practically grinding his thin waist against my thigh. I chuckled as he tugged on my wife-beater, pulling it up and over my head, reluctant to break the kiss for a split second. His cold hands went immediately to my torso, roaming over my muscles and warm skin.

I practically ripped his band tee shirt off before bringing my hands back to his neck to show I had the dominance, not that Louis disagreed.

I jutted my hips into his and he whimpered which cause me to laugh out loud before deepening the heated kiss even further. I lifted Louis up by his meaty thighs and tossed him onto the bed, and I followed suit, laying over him and running my hands over his legs.

When I ran my fingers over his lower torso he pulled back from the kiss to take a breath, muttering a "please," before attaching to me again.

I pulled away before he could touch me.e whimpered and tried to pull me back to him but I smirked.

"Not yet, love. Just kiss me." Even though he pouted, Louis didn't miss a beat as he flipped us over (surprisingly) and straddled my hips.

"Fine, as long as I can sleep in here tonight."

"Scared?"

"No, I just want you."

"I'm sure you do."

"Liam!"

I grinned but nodded my head. "I want you too."

He dived back in and touched me everywhere, over my arms and torso, I over his legs and ass. I didn't know how long it was until we became to tired of making out and he fell beside me. I snaked my arms around his stomach and pulled him closer, making him shiver as I breathed on his neck. "Louis,"

I said.

"Hm...?" He said groggily.

"Why'd you fall for a serial killer?" I asked in my post-bliss state, not quite sure what I was even saying.

"They're the most interesting, I think," Louis responded the same way, our eyes both drifting closed.

I pressed my lips to his neck and smiled against it as I pulled him closer to me. His arms came up to embrace mine and we fell asleep, peaceful after the previous events of war.

It was a sunny day outside when I awoke, somewhat reflecting my mood that morning. I looked beside me and saw one of the most beautiful human beings sleeping blissfully, his hair tousled and his body curled.

I checked my watch which sat on the bedside table. It read 9:37, a nice time to get up and have a cuppa. I chuckled to myself at the fact that I would never actually use that phrase at all in my lifetime, but because I was feeling an emotion I hadn't experienced before, I thought it was most appropriate.

Louis grumbled beside me, most likely because didn't really want to leave his peaceful slumber. I roused him by pressing light kisses to his neck and bare chest, smooth from his youthfulness.

"Hi baby," I said as he opened his eyes, a bright, baby blue clouded by sleep.

Yet he wasn't to tired to make a sarcastic comment. "Pet names now huh?"