Summary:
"You said you needed to get out more," Zayn argues, "and this is going out!"
Scoffing, Louis shakes his head, Bitten-down nails drumming impatiently on the arm of the sofa. "No. Going out is maybe dressing up a bit, having a drink or two. Your little idea of going out is whipping your cock out amongst other twenty something strangers, exchanging god knows what. Drugs. Diseases," Louis grimaces at the thought.
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Or,
The one when Louis needs to let off some steam so Zayn drags him to an orgy Louis may or may not meet his soulmate in.
Comments:
So cuteee!!! :))!
Author: holytabatha
