One Direction Imagines/One Shots

The thunder shook the ground as it fell a few miles away from our cozy home, the lightning soon followed covering the world with what seemed like white smoke. On this particular June night the weather was rowdy, and foreshowing to say in the least. I was lying in bed fully awake and alarmed, and Louis—my sweet Louis was resting peacefully in my arms His heading rest against my stomach, bobbing up and down as my chest rose with every breath.
I watched him as his beautiful eyes lashes fluttered in his sleep; I ran my fingers through his fringe lightly being careful not to wake him up. He’d been on tour for a while and I was finally glad to have him home—what was left of it anyways. Things had been falling apart since he had been gone, my family fell apart and there was a mild pregnancy scare amongst one of his sisters.
But now he was home, he was in my arms were I could keep him safe, he was back to where he belonged. I dropped my hand carelessly by my side and just the movement woke him. “Baby,” he said quietly.
“Yes Lou?” He looked up at me flashing his childish grin that I loved so much, his teeth ran along his bottom lip as he looked at me, “its been such a long time,” his smile dropped as our eyes locked together.
“I know baby, I know.” I leaned down and kissed him, my hand pressed against the side of his cheek. I closed my eyes wanting to feel every inch on his lips on mine.
He turned so that our stomachs were resting on each other, his chin rested in the spaced between my breasts, “I love you” he whispered.
He rested his ear on my breast listening to my heart beat while his hand drew his initials into my skin. I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled the blue cotton until it was gathered around his shoulders, “I want to see you,” I whispered quietly. He sat up and rested himself on my hips reaching behind his head as he slowly toke his shirt off exposing his tanned muscular body. My fingertips lightly ran along the creases of his abdomen dipping joyously around his muscles, I bit my lip as I was continued tracing his body mesmerized by him.
He bent down over my body and shifted his body to my lower half, his hands slipping along the sides of my thigh clutching on to my silk night dress as he went along. He knelt over my legs and rose my dress to my chest exposing my stomach I closed my eyes as I felt his lips skim across my belly button followed by a series of kisses on my center.
I rose off of the bed bringing him along with me, I sat there for a moment just looking into his burning blue eyes. He let out a small chuckle—grinning like an idiot, this was what we had missed so much, just the familiar feeling of knowing each other and knowing exactly what spot to touch.
I pulled the dress over my head revealing my breast, his hands fell on them and began massaging them quickly—once again his sheepish smile returned as he finally felt what he wanted. As he kneaded my breast I leaned into him and passionately kissed him, letting our tongues glide over each other and fight as well. I parted from him and left sloppy kisses down the length of his shoulder, I pressed either hand on both sides of his shoulder and pushed him down against the bed.
I hovered over him tracing the length of his body with my tongue until I reached the band of his boxers. I placed my finger inside them and pulled on the band, I tugged then down until I could see his v shape that lied beneath. I licked the indent of the muscle and continued licking as I pulled his boxers down.
“Please don’t tease” he strained as he shifted from beneath me.
“Sorry,” I said innocently.
I toke off his boxers finally making contact with his extension, my hands grasped making him let out a small moan. His penis twitched a bite as I grasped harder, slowly I began to pump my hand up and down his length. Louis moaned quietly as I began to go faster, biting his lip until he could taste the sweet iron of his blood.
“Don’t hurt yourself.” I said quietly, I extended my tongue and licked off the clear cum on his head.
“Baby,” he moaned, his fingers ran through my hair gathering it on one side of my shoulder, “look at me baby” he said quietly.
I lifted my eyes to his watching him as I placed his dick inside of my mouth; my tongue rounded his head slowly licking every bit of cum it oozed out. I ran my hand over it one more time and propped myself over Louis’s body, “ready?”
He nodded and placed his hand on my hips, “you baby?”
I nodded and slowly lowered myself onto him, taking a few moments to adjust to his size; I bit my lip as a small amount of pain surfaced. I wiggled my bottom a bit squeezing my walls to bear the feeling a bit. I slowly lifted my body off of him, his hands guiding my hips and slowly lowered myself back down. So I quickened my pace moving faster and faster causing a good amount of pleasure to Louis’s dick.
He sat up carrying me with him, his hands placed on my lower back as he dropped me onto the bed. Now he hovered above me, my left leg resting above his shoulder; he pushed into me quickly, barely pulling out only thrusting right back in. I pressed my walls as his dick and clenched onto his shoulder.
His began to beat into me rapidly fast, the sound of or skin slapping soon became louder than the thunder. The familiar sensation began to grow from my stomach and crawled all throughout my body, my legs quivered violently the feeling spread.
His chest fell to mine as he continued thrusting inside of me, “baby, baby,” he whispered into my ear.
I bit into the crook of his neck to keep from screaming, digging my finger nails into his back as my climax toke over, “Lou!” I screamed my voice quivering unison with my legs.
“I’m so close” he whispered.
“Lou!” I screamed once more as the feeling completely toke over my being.
“Baby”, he whispered.
I felt him released inside me just as I released onto him, our juices mixing together and dripped onto my thigh as he pumped the last few times.
“Baby” he ran his finger across my forehead wiping a few drips of sweat, “you alright?” he dropped his body besides me and blindly searched for my hand on the sheets. Finally we found each other, my fingers intertwined with his , I turned to look at him—his blue eyes framed by wet eyelashes and small driblets of sweat oozing from his skin.
“I’m perfect,” I said breathlessly.
He raised my hand to his lips and pressed a strong kiss onto my skin, “I love you”. He said, I put my arm over his stomach and rested my hand onto his chest.
“I love you too.”

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