Imagines/Smuts

Louis Tomlinson/Smut

*love that pic*⬆⬆⬆

With a cold drink in hand, you stood at the bar watching your friend's drink while she used the washroom. The rest of your group had disappeared onto the dance floor at some point in the evening, leaving you alone.

Your lips wrapped around the straw as you sucked the sickly sweet liquid into your mouth and let it pour down your throat. The amount of people packed into one small space made the air hot and heavy, making it almost unbearable.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and you turned around to face the person, thinking it was one of your friends. However, the man you came face to face with wasn't anyone you had seen before.

The music was too loud to speak so he held up a twenty-dollar bill and pointed to your empty glass. A smile spread across your lips as you nodded, glancing over at the bar tender, who had already began pouring your drink.

The smile stayed plastered across your face as you looked back at the mystery man, who already had his eyes glued onto you.

When you were finished your third drink, the stranger, looked towards the exit before gesturing towards it with his hand. Again, you nodded.

When his fingers wrapped around yours, tugging you out of the club, the excitement that had been building up was now pounding in your chest.

He guided you out to his car, opening your door like a true gentleman. You smiled and slid in the vehicle. You had yet to hear the stranger's voice and get a name, but you were more than willing to wait.

When you heard the door shut, you looked over, smiling widely. "I didn't manage to catch your name inside," you mentioned softly, biting your lip.

"It's Louis," he chuckled softly, his voice sounding absolutely wonderful as it rang through your ears. "And yours would be..?"

"(Y/N)," you replied softly.

"Lovely," he smiled widely, starting to drive.

You looked down at your hands playing with your fingers. You had never actually left the club with a guy before, but there was something about Louis that made you feel different.

You found out he didn't actually live that far away from the club when not 10 minutes later, he was pulling up in front of a nice looking flat. He told you to wait in the car as he got up, and you took your bottom lip between your teeth. You kept your eyes on him as he walked around the car and came over to open your door. You smiled widely getting out and taking his hand. He was such a gentleman, especially considering you both had other things on your mind.

"C'mon," he spoke darkly, the mood changing between you as he pulled you up, standing with your body's only centimeters apart.

You looked at him innocently, almost tripping over your own feet as he recoiled and pulled you up to the front door. You were getting anxious as he fumbled with the lock, the sexual desire growing stronger and stronger between the two of you.

Once you were inside, he shrugged off his blazer and turned to face you, pinning you up against the door that you had just walked through. His hands found your waist and kept you firmly against the hard surface.

His lips were soft and plump against the skin of your neck, sucking and kissing your sweet spot. You felt his lips pull back, baring his teeth. The nipped and pulled on the same spit that he had warmed up, making soft gasps leave your mouth at the sudden exposure.

Your hands slid into his hair, tugging at the soft strands with anxious vibes. You were getting more and more eager with every action he acted out on you.

With a sudden thrust forwards, his hips were firmly pressed into yours, and there was no denying the hardness that was pressing against the tight material of his jeans. That only managed to drive you even crazier.

But he was in control and there was no way you could take the lead. His hot breath hit your neck for a couple seconds more before he pulled back and looked at you.

Louis' once bright blue eyes were now dark, nearly black with the undeniable lust he was feeling towards you right now. His hands slowly slid down your back, cupping your bum. When he squeezed, you jumped up, taking his hint and wrapped your legs around his waist.

He smirked up at you, and the both of you made the quick little trek to his bedroom. The soft mattress cushioned your fall when he let go. Your eyes traveled up his still clothed body.

"Take them off," you mumbled, propping yourself up on your elbows.

"Bossy huh?" Louis teased, unbuttoning his shirt and, like his blazer, shrugged it to the ground. Once it was off, he was pretty quick in getting the rest of it off. His pants were off and the prominent bulge in his boxers showed.

You had to use all your self-control to hold yourself back from just jumping on him right there.

When his fingers lifted up your shirt, you took the obvious hint and stripped the rest of your clothes in mere seconds. His eyes widened when all you were left in were your panties.

Letting out a frustrated groan, you made the first move and pulled his boxers down to the floor in once swift movement. Pushing him onto the bed, you knelt down in front of him, between his legs and grabbed the base of his length. Licking your lips, you were quick to wrap them around this tip.

A soft groan fell from his lips as he leaned his upper body back, never once taking his eyes off of you.

"Yeah baby..." he whispered out, another groan coming from him. His hands pulled all your hair back as your mouth went further down his shaft, pulling it away from your face so it wouldn't get in your face.

You couldn't take it anymore. You only lasted a minute before pulling your head back and standing up, stripping out of your underwear. You could only guess your eyes were as dark as his, because the strong sexual desire was at it's maximum.

Your hand pressed against his chest, pushing him back onto the bed. You straddled his lap, taking out a shaky breath. Lifting your hips up, you hovered over him. Now you were in control. His hands flew up to your hips as you sunk down over him, engulfing his length into you.

You let out a small cry when you managed to slide down most of him.

Stilling yourself for a moment, you let out a shaky breath and flipped your hair to one side of your head

"Move baby, please," he whispered out.

Without hesitation, you slid yourself back up, dropping yourself back down and repeating the motion over and over again.

The feeling was absolute ecstasy once you got into it. Whenever you pulled up, Louis would forcefully buck his hips up into you again.

"Fuck!" you gasped out, letting him take over. You kept yourself lifted over him as he thrusted up into you forcefully, curling up to hit your g-spot. Your pants filled the room, keeping your hand on his lower stomach for support.

He groaned and grunted out loudly with every single movement, his hips slamming up into yours with a driving force coming from nowhere.

Your face contorted with pleasure, moans and whimpers falling from your mouth with every little movement. You pursed your lips, holding your breath as you felt your stomach clench.

When the orgasm hit, your body tensed up and your toes curled up. You felt Louis pull out just before he came as well, the two of you hitting your highs almost at the same time.

With shaky legs, you slowly rolled off of him, and took a moment to catch your breath while he worked on the same. It took you about five minutes to really come down from the experience, but that was long enough.

Standing up on wobbly legs, you gathered your clothes up from the floor and slowly began dressing yourself once again. Looking over at Louis, he had his hand draped over his eyes, his damp chest rising and falling in a steadier manner. You bit your lip and grabbed your phone that had flown out of your pocket some time during the undressing period.

Quietly, you walked out the bedroom door, glancing back one last time at the man who would only become a memory of a one night stand.