Your Mine (a sexual liam payne one shot)

This is a mature one shot meant for people over 13. This was written by nocturnal-emissi0ns on tumlr.

You're Mine - Liam Payne

"Babe, hurry that pretty little ass of yours up or we're going to be late." My boyfriend's voice drifted into the bathroom, where I was putting the finishing touches on my make-up.

"Coming!" I called to him, slipping into my heels. I checked the mirror one last time, making sure everything was perfect. It was a big night after all. Liam Payne, my boyfriend of one year, was finally introducing me to the rest of his band mates.

"(Y/N)..." he groaned exasperatedly,"Dinner starts at 8 and it's 7:45. We are going to be late."

"Relax, worrywart." I replied as I walked into the living room of our shared flat. "We'll make it there in time." I hope I added mentally. I grabbed my clutch and met him in the foyer.

Liam was standing there, fidgeting and anxiously checking his watch. I leaned against the doorway and admired him in his stylish black suit. He shifted slightly, and I bit my lip. He looked so good. I wondered for the millionth time why he chose me when he could have any other girl in the world.

His eyes darted up to mine, then traveled slowly down my body, widening as he took in my outfit.

"How do I look?" I asked nervously, pushing my hair behind my ear with one hand.

"I...uh...wow." Liam walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "You look good enough to eat. Maybe we should skip dinner and stay home instead." he purred playfully.

I laughed, though I was extremely tempted to do just that. "We've put this dinner off for too long, Li. If we skip out again, they'll come knocking down our door."

He sighed unhappily and pouted, "I wouldn't put it past them." He said seriously. "But you'll know what we'll be doing when we get home." He breathed into my ear seductively. Things deep inside me clenched at his dark promise and I shivered.

The car ride was intense. Liam was an excellent driver, but he continued to stroke my thigh possessively, making me squirm in my seat. "Liam..." I scolded.

"Yes, babe?" He smiled cheekily at me. I rolled my eyes and stilled his hand on my thigh.

A thought nagged at the back of my mind. "Are you sure they'll like me, Li?" My voice quivered with anxiety.

Liam looked over at me, noticing my nervousness. His brow creased, "(Y/N), there's no need to worry. They're going to love you. Just like I do." Looking into his deep, brown eyes, my heart skipped a beat and the cold knot of dread in my stomach eased. I can do this. I thought.

We arrived at the restaurant a few minutes past 8. The boys apparently hadn't arrived yet ("Typical" Liam had muttered under his breath." The maitre d brought us to the bar, where we waited for the boys to arrive.

The bar, much like the rest of the restaurant, was gorgeous -marble counters glittered from the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The extravagant decor made me even more nervous. I didn't belong in a place like this.

Liam interrupted my thoughts, "The mates are here, love. Wait right here while I fetch the idiots." He pressed a quick, passionate kiss to my lips and left. I drummed my shaking fingers on the expensive bar, nervousness flooding me.

"Can I get you anything to drink, Ma'am?" the bartender asked me politely. Maybe a drink would help put me at ease.

"Give me your strongest drink." The bartender's eyebrows shot up, but he shrugged and disappeared. He returned with a glass of clear, unknown liquid and slid it across the bar.