One Direction & ZAYN Dirty Imagines

Numb - Louis

Y/N's POV

Three months. Three, sexless months. Louis would never do anything with me. No sex, no touching, nothing. It's like we've gone dry.

Now it's just silence. Me and Louis are watching a movie, but seated on opposite sides of the couch.

I wrap myself around the warm fuzzy blanket, my knees up to my chest. I glance at Louis and his legs are sprawled out, arms rested at his sides. All I can do is think about why he hasn't even touched me in the past three months.

Returning back to the movie, I can feel the couch shift a bit and I turn back to see that he's scooted a bit closer to me.

But it's not enough.

Taking the blanket off of me, I turn to face Louis, who looks blankly into the Tv screen.

"Louis," I whisper, scooting closer to wrap my arms around his neck. He doesn't answer so I start placing light kisses on his neck.

"Stop it," he lightly pushes me away, "I'm watching the movie."

I don't listen to him, and straddle his hips. I start to ground my hips on his, our clothed crotches rubbing against each other. The familiar spark in my body is back as I moan, pressing against the bulge in Louis' sweats.

"Louis please," I whimper, "please touch me, do anything."

"I'm watching the movie," he bluntly states.

"You'd rather watch the movie than have sex with me?" I frown, stopping my movements. When he doesn't say anything, I grow frustrated and slide down on the floor, on my knees.

I immediately reach in and pull out Louis' c.ock out of his sweats. I pay no attention to his reaction as I start jerking him off, the prec.um dripping out of his slit. My thumb collects it, and uses it as a lubricant as I jerk harder.

"F.uck," he curses, his thighs clenching as he grips the armrest tightly. When I look up, I see Louis' eyes closed, his lips ajar.

"You still want to watch the movie?" I ask innocently.

His eyes open and he shakes his head, grabbing the remote and shutting the Tv off.

"Keep going," he tells me, squeezing his eyes shut as he moans.

"Take off your shirt." I let go of him and grab the waistband of his sweats. "Now."

He quickly takes his shirt off, raising his hips so I can take his sweats off. He kicks them off, leaving him naked, and hard. It looks unfair so I take off my shirt, and my shirts along with my underwear.

My hand grasps the base of his d.ick as I place my tongue on the underside of his slit. His hips jerk up, but I press them down, taking his whole length in my mouth.

"Hold still," he murmurs, his hands grabbing the back of my head, slowly going in and out of my mouth.

He starts to go deeper in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat as I swallow around him, making him shudder. A string of moans comes from his lips as he slowly pulls out of my mouth.

Louis stands up, and pulls me up along with him, practically dragging me to the bedroom.

"Lay on the bed," he commands as we both stand at the foot of the bed.

"No," I say confidently, pushing him down. "I'm in charge tonight."

He doesn't object as he scoots faster up so he's in the middle. I crawl on the bed and reach up so that I'm straddling his face.

"I want you to make me c.um like this," I look down at him as he stares at my p.ussy, his tongue trying to reach my c.lit. I giggle at his impatience but give him what he wants, placing my p.ussy right on the flat of his tongue.