One Direction Imagines

#17. Louis ~Awards

Extra Steamy

It was the day of Brits today, One Direction won the best album of the year, best song of the year and best fans award.

You went to the ceremony with Louis, dressed in a red and golden gown with embroidery work done on it. After the third award Louis was practically jumping as the award was announced, he gave you a dozen kisses before receiving the award.

He comes back from the stage and whispers in your ear. "Follow me."

You quietly excuse yourself before doing as Louis asked you. You find yourself standing in front of the men's restroom.

Louis walks in making you stand outside, waiting awkwardly.

After a while Joe walks out followed by Louis, smirking and winking at you.

"Dude, lay off her." Louis warns playfully.

Joe moves his arms up in surrender, "not doing anything." He says laughing.

After Joe is gone, Louis says, "come in, babe."

"In there?!" You say motioning to the men's restroom.

"Yeah it's thankfully empty I bet the women's restroom is crowded!" He says then drags you into the restroom as you continue to look hesitant.

He locks the door after you and pushes you against he wall. "Thanks, I wouldn't have won those awards without you." He crushes his lips to yours as he lightly kisses you, nibbling and sucking at your lower lip.

His hands move to your hips as he lifts you. The long slit at the side of your gown from the bottom traveling across your thigh allows you to move your legs around his waist as you instinctively straddle him.

He sits you on the counter and pushes your gown away from your legs, then pulls your panties down. His head moves between your legs as his warm breath brushes against your clit.

His cool tongues licks your intimate part as he sucks making you moan. His tongue continues to lap against your clit in small feverish strokes.

"Baby, I'm about to cùm." You moan out, warning him.

His head moves back, "lie on the floor." He orders.

You obey while he pulls his belt from around his waist and pulls the condòm from the pocket before pulling the pants down with his boxers.

His eyes dilate as he lowers himself over and into you.

Thankfully there is no knocking on the door as Louis' length slides in and out of you. He thrusts deeper and slower with every thrust.

You try to stifle your moans as your nails dig into Louis' back which you pushed upward.

At last you are about to climax, your hands fall from his back and your arched back falls to the ground in a limp form as you cüm.

Seconds later Louis comes to lie beside you to catch is breath before pulling on his pants as your adjust your dress and your hair.

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I'm sorry I'm writing this imagine later than I said but I can't possibly write an imagine with a sudden inspiration hitting like a wrecking ball or the imagine wouldn't give you the feels.