Dancing King (L.T)

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"Babe, I'm home," I called out to Louis as I entered the house.

Music flowed throughout the house and I followed the sound.

As I neared the music, it became louder.

Where was it coming from?

I didn't recognise the song but it was very jumpy.

The beat was banging and the lyrics were amazing.

I kept walking, and entered the living room.

My eyes opened wide and my mouth dropped open at the sight before me.

Louis was stood atop the little coffee table, wearing only a pair of snug fitting black jeans.

His feet and his chest were bare.

He was shaking his hips so seductively, rolling them around with his hands above his head.

He was singing along to the song, so perfectly, his angelic voice ringing throughout the house.

When he turned around I saw the flash of confidence in his eyes and the cheekiness in his smirk.

He looked straight at me, continuing to dance, dancing just for me.

I leaned my hip against the door frame and watched him, biting on my lip.

The way he moved was so hypnotising, it was beautiful!

His piercing blue eyes watched me with such love, clouded over with lust and he shook his hips.

I was so lost!

My skin was tingling, heating up and my heart was thudding.

He grinned and crooked a finger, beckoning me over to where he was.

I shook my head, giggling and waved my hands at him.

There was no way I was getting up there and dancing beside him.

I couldn't dance to save my life and beside him, I'd look dreadful.

"Come dance with me baby," he shouted over the music.

I shook my head no and began to back up.

He looked at me with such determination, his eyes sparkling.

He jumped down from the table and swayed towards me, keeping the rhythm in his hips going.

"Dance," he demanded, beckoning me over to him again.

I backed further away and straight into a wall.

I gasped, my hands coming out in front of me to stop him from coming any closer.

But of course he ignored my disagreement and grasped my hands in his, pulling me along beside him.

"Louis I - "

He cut me off, his lips pressing firmly against mine and his hands wrapping around my waist.

"Dance with me," he breathed against my lips.

I kept my feet still, feeling my heart racing.

I was frozen.

His hands slide down my sides and gripped my hips.

He began to make my hips move with his hands, his eyes staring deep into mine.

"Dance with me Y/N baby," he cooed.

His lips pressed to my ear, and he kissed it.

I fell into him, my arms wrapping around his neck and my body melting against him.

His hands wrapped around me, connecting together behind my back and he rested his head in the crook of my neck.

"You're dancing is sexy," he groaned.

"I think it's the other way around," I laughed.

He was driving me crazy.

His chest was pressed against mine, and through the thin fabric of my shirt I could feel the heat.

And it was immense.

He suddenly spun me around, walking us along as he continued to shake his hips.

We came to a wall and he pressed me up against it, my palms flat on the wall.

His hands were on my hips, fingers digging deliciously into my skin.

"Louis," I breathed.

An afternoon of innocent dancing had suddenly turned into something else.

Something so much more heated, much more intense.

His hips were circling against my ass, and his lips were doing delicious things to my neck.

"I need to see you," I whispered.

He span me around, slamming my back against the wall and I gasped.

"I love dancing with you," he groaned, brushing the hair out of my face.

His hips circled against mine and his fingers grazed my thigh until they reached the top, pulling one leg up and around his body.

"But I like doing other things with you more," he growled.

He crashed his lips against mine, immediately pulling on my bottom lip and sucking on it.

I could feel him hardening against me, his muscles flexing under my touch.

He groaned against my lips and his other hand pulled my other leg around him, so my legs were circling his waist.

We were pressed even closer together, my heat against his bulge and I cried out at the immense feeling.

"You make me crazy love," he groaned.

He nibbled on my ear lobe and span around, placing my ass on the table.

"Lay back," he ordered.

I complied, laying back and he immediately spread my legs out.

"I'm going to finish what I started," he moaned.

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