One Direction Imagines/One Shots

Liam left early that morning because he and the rest of the boys had interviews and radio appearances to do before the concert tonight. So it was just me in the hotel room, getting ready for the concert.
I had just finished showering and all I had on were my bra and panties. I opened the door just a crack to let out the steam. My favorite song started playing through Liam’s speakers; I couldn’t help but sing and dance along. I started swaying my hips and using the hair brush as a microphone.
Now, I realized I looked like an idiot but I was the only one in the hotel room so whatever, right? Nope, I’m prone to embarrassment because I saw Liam leaning against the doorway, laughing at me. I completely froze, mid-step. My boyfriend just caught me singing and dancing like an idiot in the bathroom in my underwear. Good shit.
I put the brush down and turned around. “Oh my god, why didn’t you tell me you were here?!” I could feel my face heating up; red as a tomato.
”Relax, babe. It was cute. You’re cute.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. He pressed his forehead to mine and rubbed our noses together. I closed my eyes and smiled lightly. Liam always had this thing about him where you could always feel completely comfortable around him, no matter the awkwardness of the situation. It was one of my favorite things about him, you could always be yourself around him and he wouldn’t judge you for it.
”I don’t know how you could call jumping around in my underwear cute..” I mumbled, still embarrassed.
Just then, as if suddenly realizing I was only in my underwear, he pulled me even closer to him and kissed me. Sweet and soft, at first. It took me a couple seconds to register what was happening before I kissed back. I reached up and wrapped my arms around neck to try and deepen the kiss. It had been ages since we’ve had a proper kiss. What with his busy schedule and a show practically every night, it was really hard to find some time just for the both of us. I was lucky enough to actually go on this tour with him. His tongue flicked out and he slowly licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance, which was something I definitely was not going to deny him. I opened my mouth and moaned when our tongues touched. I missed kissing him so much. Our tongues danced together as his hand reached up to cup my face, deepening the kiss even more. I was a little light headed when he pulled away, just barely, smiling. “I love you,” he whispered against my lips. I opened my eyes and looked back up at him. “I love you more.” His smile got bigger upon hearing those words and he kissed me again.
The kiss was different this time, full of passion and lust, like he desperately wanted something. It was like he desperately wanted me. Our lips moved together in unison while grabbed at his hair. He groaned the slightest bit and lifted me by my thighs then slammed me against the bathroom wall. I gasped at his sudden forwardness and he took that as an opportunity to enter my mouth again. I wrapped my arms and legs around him to pull him even closer to me. I needed this, I needed him.
I broke the kiss as I needed to breathe and went straight to his jaw line. He shaved this morning but there was already a hint of stubble starting to grow back. His skin was hot against my lips. I went lower, trailing kisses straight to his birth mark. Oh god, how I loved it. My teeth grazed the skin around it and his hands tightened around my thighs. I gnawed and bit his birthmark, leaving behind a mark of my own. He was mine. He let out the throatiest moan and threw his head back, revealing more of his neck to me.
I knew he loved when I bit his birthmark. I sucked on his neck, biting and licking. I trailed kisses to the other side of his neck and licked his Adam’s apple. He quietly gasped and I knew I had done something right when he let one hand go from my thigh as he braced himself against the wall.
I smirked, loving that I could make him so weak and vulnerable for me. I kissed up to his ear and whispered “Liam, take your shirt off for me.” I flicked my tongue out to lick the outer shell of his ear and raked my fingers down his back, to lift his shirt up and off. He gently let go of my thigh and took a step back, pulling off his shirt. Our lips met as I jumped on him again. He let out a small chuckle and held me as we kissed. One thing I loved about kissing Liam was that it wasn’t always sexual and lustful, it was fun and full of love. He walked forward and pinned me against the wall. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled his face closer to mine.
He slowly rubbed circles on the outside of my thighs with his thumbs and I moaned in response. I ran my fingers down his chest, to his abs. I started tracing each and every ab, absolutely loving his reaction. His grip on my thighs tightened and he moaned into the kiss. I started grinding my hips against his, putting pressure on his erection and he hissed, “Fuck.” I started to unwrap my legs form him and het slowly let go of my thighs.
He looked a little concerned, “What’s wrong? Did I do something?” His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. I giggled at him. He was so cute. I hugged him and stood on my tip toes to whisper in his ear. “Nothing’s wrong, baby. I just wanted to get off so I could unbuckle your belt, take off your pants, and suck..your…dick…” I pronounced each syllable carefully, knowing Liam loved it when I talked dirty.
I placed a kiss on his jaw as he swallowed a lump in his throat. I ran my finger down his chest, slowly and he closed his eyes and clenched his fists. He was achingly hard; his pants screaming in protest. My finger finally reached the top of his pants, actually his underwear because Liam always sagged his pants. I ran one finger along the skin under his underwear band and used my other hand to cup him. He braced himself against the wall as he cursed once again. “Oh my fucking god.”
I smirked up at him, his eyes were hooded, mouth slightly open. I undid his belt buckle and kissed his jaw. I sucked on his Adam’s apple when I unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. His pants fell down to his ankles and he stood there, hard as ever in his underpants. I licked my lips and looked up at him. He was looking down at me, puppy dog eyes, pleading. So I kissed the corner of his mouth and got down on my knees.
I hooked my two index fingers on either side of his underwear band and pulled it down to his knees. He was huge. I placed a kiss at his tip and he collapsed against the wall, bracing himself with his elbow. His other hand was gripping at my hair. I licked the underside of him and swirled my tongue against his tip, tasting him. He caressed my cheek as he moaned, louder this time. I swallowed and took more of him in. I took him in and hollowed out my cheeks, sucking. He groaned again. He started bucking his hips and thrusting himself even further into my mouth. I gagged, trying to take in as much as I could. I wrapped my hand around his base as he thrust in and out of my mouth. “Oh god, I’m gonna…gonna-“
I heard the door slam open as Harry marched in, hollering, “Liam! We have to go in five minutes! Can I borrow a jumper? Zayn took my last one! Liam!”
Liam pulled out of my mouth with a soft ‘pop’ sound. The look on his face was price less. He quickly pulled up his briefs and pants. He looked so frustrated. “That’s the last time I’m ever giving Harry my spare key card, fucking shit.” He turned around and grabbed his shirt and roughly put it back on. He was still a bit hard..guess he would have to go through the concert with a semi-hard on tonight. I stood up, smiling in amusement at him and licked my lips. He saw my reflection in the mirror and his angry look immediately softened. He turned back around to face me and grabbed my face. He kissed me hard and said against my lips, “we are not fucking done here,” and walked out of the bathroom. I smirked at him as he left.
I grabbed a bathrobe and put it on. I could hear Liam throwing stuff around, trying to looking for a clean jumper for Harry. “Here,” I heard the door slam as Liam walked out. “If he’s still mad at me last time for getting juice on his favorite shirt..he could’ve just said so…didn’t have to be all pissy about it..” Harry was mumbling to himself so I thought now would be a good time to announce my presence. I stuck my head out of the bathroom and saw his dark head of curls emerge from the top of the jumper. “Hi, Harry!” He jumped, surprised. He was confused for a moment and opened his mouth as if to say something but then, a second later, it dawned on him what he probably interrupted and his eyes widened like a deer caught in headlight. “Were you two….did I…?” I winked at him and went back to brushing my hair in the bathroom. I could hear Harry silently curse at himself as he walked out of the room and laughed quietly to myself.

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