One Direction Preferences

#87 Blurred Lines pt 2 (Larry)

SORRY THIS ISN'T A BROMANCE CHAPTER. BUT ITS STILL AS SEXUALLY FRUSTRATING. YES I WROTE THIS.
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HARRY:

"But you're a good girl. The way you grab me, must wanna get nasty, go head get at me."

Arms slid around your waist and before you could react large, muscular, tattoed arms made you twist around in a swift motion. In seconds you were face to face with Harry, the low life musician who you knew all too well. You were a goody two-shoes, straight A's, didn't party, every parents dream. Or at least that's what everyone thought about you. Only Harry knew what you were really like behind closed doors. That's exactly why you hated him so much, because he held all of the secrets that could detroy you. He was your every weakness, the muscles, the tattoos, the green eyes, brown curls, perfect smile and of course the most perfect dimples you'd ever see on a human. Of course you didn't realize how drunk and zoned out you were until you felt a sharp tingling on your neck, lips. He pulled away smirking since you hadn't stopped him yet. That godly smirk, the cocky one that was so damn attractive it had the power to twist your insides. Without a word he led you down a hallway and pulled you into a random room before slamming you against the closed door. Trying to catch him off guard for a change, you grabbed him by the crotch just as he was about to lean in, and he gasped. "Hsss." He sharply hissed through clenched teeth. "I like the drunk you..you're a nasty drunk." He smirked yet again. His hands moved up along the curves of your sides as his forehead rested against yours, noses barely touching, while he looked deep into your eyes. His cold fingertips crawled up your back and tangled themselves in your hair to tug your head back and gain full access to your neck. He tilted his head, pressing his lips to your jawline, "Such a submissive little girl." He growled against you as you groaned. "And you're all mine tonight." He huffed again before nipping at your earlobe.
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LOUIS:

"Hit me up when you're passing through, I got somethin' big enough to tear ya ass in two, swag on even when you're dressed casual."

Louis knew that you're job was going to require you to be in London at the same time as him, here in the next week which is exactly why he gave you all of his contact information, to get you to stop by his place if you needed some 'fun'. Quite honestly Louis drove you insane, you hated him actually. But you also would admit he's a great fuck. And right now as hot and bothered as you were, calling him up for a 'booty-call' didn't sound like such a bad idea. With that in mind you also knew you'd only see him just this once since both yours and his job required you both to move around so much. You grabbed your phone from your back pocket and called him, asking if he could come by your place instead and he agreed. He was there in no time, your stomach flipped at the very sight of him standing in your doorway. He sat in a chair next to the door and motioned you over silently. He pulled you down on his lap and quickly closed any gap in between the two of you as you began making out. His hips rolling into yours, making you feel his erection underneath you. The kiss broke while the two of you pulled each others shirts off and his hands went to your ass. Your kisses went down his jaw and onto his neck where you sucked harshly on his skin. You fumbled with his belt as you unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them along with his boxers down and off of him. He sighed at the sight of his newly freed erection that you quickly grabbed at the base and sucked at the head while keeping full eye contact with him. You pushed your head down, taking as much of him in your mouth as possible, while lightly clawing at his thighs. "Ohh, fuck." He grunted through gritted teeth as you grazed your teeth across him. He lightly placed his hand on your neck and momentarily fucked your mouth making you gag unoticably. You pumped and moaned against him until he was a writhing mess that quickly clenched and released all over your lips.
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