Fire and Ice (Louis Tomlinson fanfic)

Chapter 11- Last time... First time.

 

Eleanor’s POV:

 

            “Eleanor? What’s wrong?” Louis asked as we stood outside, the snow freezing our feet. 

 

            I shook my head. I couldn’t speak. The tears were coming down too hard for me to talk. This was the last time I was going to see him… At least like this.

 

             I looked up at Louis and instantly kissed him but Louis pulled away. “Eleanor sweetheart, love, what’s wrong. Why are you crying?”

 

            “B-because this is the…” I gasped for air as my tears still poured out. “T-this is that last time I can see you.” I said. Louis looked shocked, he was speechless. I let my head fall on Louis’ chest as I gripped his shirt. Louis wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head several times. 

 

            “W-why?” Louis finally asked. I shook my head. I didn’t want to tell him why. “Eleanor.” He said sternly. “Tell me why.”

 

            “B-because my p-parents are m-making m-me marry s-someone else.” I said.

 

            Louis lifted my chin so that I was face to face with him. “I love you Eleanor…” He whispered to me.

 

            My heart instantly was set on fire and my tears came out even more. “I-I love you t-too.”

 

            Louis caressed my cheek and stared straight into my eyes. “I really want to kiss you right now.” He said. “But I think it would be wrong… Since you’re getting married… And I’m not the groom.”

 

            “If you want to kiss me, then kiss me.” I said leaning up to him. “Because it’s our last night together.” I breathed onto his lips.

 

            Louis attached our lips. He started off soft, but then he started to kiss me harder and harder and with so much passion.

 

            The next thing I know, we’re in Louis’ bed and he is inside of me, me staring up at him. He gave a few last weak thrust before his cum shot up into me, filling me. I shortly gave in after him and came all over him. We gave quiet screams since we didn’t want anyone to hear us, which was very, very, very hard. Louis was now panting very hard, harder than me, and he gasped for air.

 

            “You’re shaking.” I said calmly as I stroked Louis’ bicep. Louis didn’t say anything, but gave a small smile. He kissed my lips and rested his head on my chest. I stroked his back with my right hand and played with his hair with my left.

 

            After a few minute, my panting practically ceased, but Louis was still panting hard. I guess because he was doing all the thrusting, he’s more tired than I am. I started to hum a soft tune. A tune that he always played for me on the piano. Louis’ breath started going back to normal after a few minutes of me humming.

 

            I continued to stroke his back and hair, as his head still lay on my chest. “That was the best experience I ever had.” I said after a little while.