One Direction Imagines

Liam (Show Me Around) *Dirty*

I took another look around campus, familiarizing myself with the place I would be spending my next two years. I was currently studying abroad in London, attending Oxford. Still admiring the beautiful campus, I felt something- or rather, someone - bump into my shoulder. "Sorry!" I looked up to find a tall, brown eyed boy. His light brown hair was styled into a quiff and he looked very put-together and extremely handsome. "Oh, that's alright." I replied casually. He cocked his head to the side, studying me. "Are you new here?" "Mmm, what gave me away?" "Accent." "That's right, I guess I'm the one with the accent over here." "Yes and it's lovely. I'm Liam, by the way." "Nice to meet you, Liam. I'm (Y/N)." "Well, (Y/N), can I show you around?" He asked. I was slightly hesitant, but I figured if I ever wanted to make friends here I was going to have to put myself out there. So I nodded and followed him. He pointed out some of the dorms and lecture halls. "And that is Oxford. Any questions?" He teased. I laughed. "Just one. In America we have frat parties, but you guys don't have frats, right?" He nodded. "Then what do you guys do for fun?" "We have a very large library and our recreational golf team is quite good." He said with a serious face. I raised my eyebrows at him and he burst out laughing. "Kidding, kidding. It just so happens that there is going to be a party tonight, and you will be attending." He pulled out a pen and piece of paper, scribbling on it. "I've got to run to class, but here's my number and the address for the party. It'll start at 8, alright? Text me as soon as you get there, yeah?" I nodded. He kissed my cheek and started jogging to his class. I couldn't decide whether the kiss was something all Brits do or if that was just Liam. Either way, I decided I was going to go to the party. At the very least, maybe I would be able to make some friends. The party was already in full swing when I arrived. People were everywhere: laughing, drinking, talking, and dancing to the loud music that was pumping through the house. I was about to grab my phone to tell Liam I was there when I heard my name. "(Y/N)! You made it!" He exclaimed, coming over to me and hugging me. "C'mon, I'll introduce you to my mates!" Liam grabbed my hand and pulled me through the party, not letting go even when we stopped to talk to a large group of people. He seemed to know everyone, and they all seemed to adore him. We stayed there talking for a while. I genuinely liked all of Liam's friends and I hoped I would get to hang out with them more throughout the night. Liam's hand was still gripping mine when he entwined our fingers, squeezing lightly. I smiled up at him. Suddenly, one of Liam's friends - Harry, I think it was - yelled "SHOTS!" over the music. The group laughed and cheered, everyone making their way to the bar. Liam followed, tugging me along. Liam ordered us each three shots of tequila. After downing them he moved his hands around my waist, gently pulling me towards the dance floor. "Dance with me?" He asked. "Do I really have a choice?" I said, motioning to his arms around me. "Nope, so you might as well say yes." "In that case, I would love to." I teased, rolling my eyes at him. Once we got into the thick crowd of dancers, Liam spun me around and placed his hands on my hips. I scooted backwards, gently grinding on him to the beat. His hands roamed around my sides and hips, pulling me into him. After a few songs, I turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck. I could see his eyes flicking from my own eyes to my lips. In a split-second, he moved his hands from my hips to my face and pulled me in for a kiss. It was sloppy and drunk and hot and perfect and British and everything about it made me want him. I could feel his tongue brush my lips, so I let him in, allowing him to take control. When we pulled away it felt like the wind had been knocked out of me, but I didn't mind at all. He grabbed my hand, pulling me up the stairs and straight into what seemed to be a guest room. As soon as the door was shut behind me I was being pushed into it. He kissed me again, a little harder and a whole lot hotter. Liam's hands were in the back pockets of my jeans while mine were tangled in his short hair. Eventually, he moved them to the backs of my thighs, bending down and picking me up. He moved us both to the bed, sitting down so that I was straddling his lap. Liam's mouth went to my neck as I worked on unbuttoning his shirt. After undoing what seemed like endless buttons, I had finally rid him of the thing. I pushed lightly on his shoulders, making him lay back while my hands roamed his abs. His hands moved to unzip my dress and I pulled it off, leaving me in just my bra and panties. I scooted down his body, ridding him of his jeans and palming him through his boxers before slowly, teasingly pulling them off as well. I licked up his shaft once, making him moan and throw his head back. After a couple kitten licks, I took him in my mouth. He was big, there was no doubt about that, but I did the best I could anyway. My hand pumped anything I could reach as I bobbed my head. Liam had one hand tangled in my hair while the other gripped the sheets for dear life. "F-fuck... Jesus Christ... So-so good." He groaned. I felt Liam's muscles tense as he climaxed, calling out my name and more than a few swear words. I swallowed and cleaned him up before he pulled me back up to him and flipped us so that he was on top. In no time, my panties and bra were on the floor, joining the rest of our clothes. Liam sucked a lovebite into my neck and I moaned. "Please, Liam... I need you." He smiled and lined himself up at my entrance, pushing in slowly. Once he was all the way in, he stopped, waiting for me to give him the go-ahead. After a few seconds I nodded and he began his fast, rhythmic thrusts. "You are so fucking hot. I've wanted you ever since I saw you on campus. Been teasing me all... fucking... day." He growled into my ear. A shiver ran through me and I moaned. He raised his eyebrow at me. "Like it when I tell you how hot you are, love?" He asked. I was slightly embarrassed but nodded anyway, it was turning me on. "And that god damned dress tonight... So sexy... The way you moved on the dance floor, your perfect body..." He continued, kissing down my neck while still pounding into me at an almost inhumane pace. "S-so close." I muttered. He reached a hand down to hitch my leg around his hip. "C'mon, baby, come for me." He whispered, biting down on my ear. The combination of the new angle and his voice in my ear made me a goner. I half-screamed his name, seeing spots of black in my vision. Liam followed soon after, riding out both of our highs. He kissed me again before pulling away to look at me. "I have a feeling we are going to be very good friends, (Y/N). Welcome to England."