WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE QUITE GRAPHIC SO PLEASE IF YOURE UNDER THE AGE OF 13 TAKE THAT UNDER CONSIDERATION! YOU MAY WISH TO SKIP THIS CHAPTER AND IF YOU DO THEN THATS FINE BUT IF YOU CHOOSE TO READ DONT SAY I DIDNT WARN YOU!!;D
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*A few days later*
MAVIS'S POV:
Everything is finally settled in and it's all unpacked. Louis finished the unpacking yesterday while I was sleeping, so that was nice.
My stomach is growing but considering I'm only almost four months, it's not that big or noticeable and I can still hide it underneath large clothing.
Surprisingly, my moods haven't been that bad and my morning sickness is beginning to subside. Although I bet if you asked Lou he'd disagree on the moods thing, but I honestly haven't seen a big change.
The only really big change I've noticed is, well.... I am easily turned on. And I mean EASILY! Like yesterday I was sitting at the table eating breakfast with Louis and I asked if he could hand me a banana, no big deal right? Wrong. As I began eating the banana I started thinking dirty thoughts of what the banana could be thought of as and well louis caught on because of how I ended up pretty much giving my banana a fucking blow job.
Literally all Louis has to do to get me going is use his raspy voice or walk around without a shirt on. I honestly don't know how long I'm going to be able to take it before I crack. Things are going to get sexual soon if this hormonal shit doesn't subside.
"Mavieeee?" Louis says walking into the bedroom where I'm laying. He decided to start calling me that thinking it was cute. Yeah not so much.
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?" I groan sitting up a bit.
"I honesty don't care how many times you tell me not too" he chuckles plopping on the bed "because I'm still going to do it"
Rolling my eyes I lay back down shoving my face into the pillow.
"Love, you have to get up" he says rubbing my back " you've almost waisted the day"
"What time is it?" I whine turning my head over a bit.
"Half four in the afternoon"
"Why didn't you wake me earlier?!" I complain hitting his chest.
"I didn't want to bother you 'cause you looked so comfy, and lately you've bin so tired" He whispers laying beside me.
Without notice he strips from his shirt to become more comfortable in the bed.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Conceal it.
"What's wrong?" He smirks at me, probably knows what I'm thinking.
"You need to stop" I say cover my face with my hands.
Suddenly I feel his hands wrap around mine and remove them from my face. Without notice he plants his lips on top of mine, instantly moving his tongue inside my mouth, sending shivers down my back.
"Stop what?" He murmurs in between kisses.
"Fuck Louis" I groan flipping us over so I'm straddling him. Not removing my lips from his.
He begins to rub his hands up and down my sides, slowly going up my shirt. His cold hands feel so good against my warm skin.
I quickly disconnect our lips so he can pull my shirt up over my head, immediately slamming them back in place, this time more forcefully.
