One Direction & ZAYN Dirty Imagines

Forever Yours - Louis

We both stumble into the hotel room, giggling as I clutch onto Louis' button up. We were slightly tipsy due to the bubbly champagne we had in the limousine. Hey we weren't complaining at all.

We had just gotten married and we go straight into our honeymoon, not wasting any time to greet each of our family members goodbye. And by the way his family was lovely, Louis has told me about how much they adored me, and the same goes to my family.

Louis and I met through friends, his good friend Liam introduced him to me one night at one of his house parties. He seemed to be one of those social but not too social people, which was like me as well.

He greeted me first, I remember him wearing a black, partly sheer shirt with dark jeans and vans. I could see his tattoos along his arm as well as in his chest, slowly pulling me into a trance. It wasn't until a lovely chuckle passes his lips I pull out of it and blush madly.

"Why the blush love?" I remember him saying. My hand brushes a strand of hair out of my face, but he was quick to replace it with his own and cup my cheek. My skin was on fire against his touched, but I found myself leaning into his palm.

"I-I'm sorry I," I pull back and shake my head. "I didn't mean to."

"Don't apologize," he chuckles, digging his hand into his front pocket. "I was wondering if we can go out sometime? I know that we just met and all but-"

"Yes." I was eager. Eager for me to get to know him and at the same time develop a relationship. After that, well is one for the memories.

"Y/n what are you thinking about huh?" Louis cups both is my cheeks with his hands as I lean against the wall of the hotel room. I can't help but smile madly, looking up at his beautiful turquoise eyes.

"You, the first time we met." I admit, wrapping my arms around his back to pull him close.

"Good times right?" I nod in agreement as he leans down a kisses me on the lips, hands trailing from my cheeks to my neck to pull me closer.

I moan slightly as the kiss gets heated, my hands finding the buttons of his shirt before I slowly pop each one. His lips curve into the kiss, pulling away as he reaches behind my back and tries to find the zipper to my dress.

"Where the bloody thing is it?" He furrows his eyebrows as I feel his fingers skim the dress. I've already unbuttoned his shirt, placing my hands palms flat on his chest and let out a small laugh.

"Here," I reach behind and grab his wrist, guiding him to the top of my dress to where the zipper is. He finally feels it, and grins before slowly pulling it down.

"Thank you," he pecks my lips once before my dress is at my feet. His arms pick me up bridal style, arms hooking around his neck to keep me from falling. "Now lets lay you here."

I can feel the soft duvet beneath me, causing me to groan and stretch out as I watch Louis undress.

He takes off his shirt, letting it fall off his shoulders as he maintains eye contact with me. Then off goes his shoes, then pants. He's only left in his briefs, which has his large bulge prodding through the material.

"Come here," I grin as I sit up, fiddling with my white lace underwear.

He doesn't have to be told twice as he dashes to the bed, pressing kisses against my lips, neck, chest, anywhere he can. My hands entangle themselves in his hair, moans passing my lips ever so lightly.

"Louis," I moan as I feel him leave a hickey against my left breast, kissing the spot before coming up.

"Yes my love?" He looks at me with lust filled eyes, hands toying with my bra clasp.