One Direction Dirty Imagines

How Dare You

“ You freaking b*tch. HOW dare you walk away when I am talking to you?.” 

I screamed at Y/N following after her. We were fighting like usual because of 

her control freak issues, and I just couldnʼt take it anymore. Enough is 

enough. 

“ Go f*ck yourself Liam. “  Y/N shouted back, fully aware how much I hate it 

when she curses especially when she says the F word. 

“ The hell did you just say?” I pulled her by her elbow and pushed her on the 

wall. She didnʼt look at me and kept staring at the ground trying to find a way 

out of my grip. 

“ Do you know what happens to bad girls who cuss?” I asked her, and she 

shook her head saying no, so I smirked and leaned in closer to her face and 

whispered “ they get punished.” 

I held her by the neck and pushed her harder against the wall taking her by 

surprise. She had never really seen this side of me, and by the look on her 

face I could tell she was enjoying every second of it, even though she was 

trying to hide it. 

“ Do you know what your punishment is love?” I asked and didnʼt wait for her 

to answer then continued and finished my sentence “ it is painful pleasure “. 

Then I quickly carried her roughly to our bed room and threw her violently on 

the bed causing her to bounce off of it and fall to the ground. I looked at her 

planning everything I am going to do to her. 

 “ Liam what do you think youʼre doing? “ Y/N asked me standing up and 

looking grumpy acting as if she doesnʼt like it. 

“ Spare me the act babe. I know how wet you are for me” I said coming 

closer and closer till I reached her and stood between her legs and throwing 

them on my shoulders. 

Your P.O.V 

I was so nervous to see this side of Liam I had never imagined he would be 

this hot being in control. And the truth was that I liked every bit of it. I was 

only wearing his big plaid shirt, and a bra under it and nothing else. I was a        

little scared because when he put my legs over his shoulders I didnʼt want 

him to see that I wasnʼt wearing any underwear, but I was pretty sure he 

noticed since all I could see in his eyes was lust and burning on my core. 

“ Donʼt stare itʼs not polite” I said reminding him of the good boy he always 

is, when suddenly I felt his big palm hitting my thigh from the side. I trembled 

under his touch, but I still didnʼt want to give in and let him be in full control. 

“ Bad girl. Donʼt tell me what polite is. Look whoʼs talking, where is your 

underwear? “