Snake Eyes (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fic)
The four of us begin the journey from the dining room to the front sitting room where my future in-laws and Louis’ band mates are awaiting our arrival. I cannot even begin to explain the anxiety and fear I am experiencing over meeting them. They are going to hate me, I just know it. They’ll never believe that we are a couple. We are doomed for failure, which scares me because everyone’s safety is at risk if we aren’t believable. With every step, my breathing quickens and I feel like I am going to suffocate because I cannot get enough oxygen into my lungs. A sudden movement pulls me from my thoughts.
“It’s going to be okay love. Promise,” Louis whispers in my ear and I shiver as his breath hits a sensitive spot on my neck. He grabs my hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. When I look at him, Louis smiles sweetly and winks; it sends a rush of warmth and relief through me. As we approach the French doors that lead to the sitting room, I practically crush Louis’ hand with the death grip I have on him and I hear him whimper and then speak up.
“Fonzi, would you mind if you and Harry went in before us? I just want to go over a few last details with Lor and then we can make our grand entrance,” Louis asks my father.
“Of course Louis. Harry do you mind making the introductions for me with Louis’ family and your friends?” Dad asks.
“Wait! You are going to send me in there to face Jay without you Lou?” Harry panics.
“Just for a moment Harry. She loves you like a son and it’s not you she’s going to be mad at. Well, until she learns you helped me cover up my relationship with Loren,” Louis says and smirks at Harry.
“But I didn’t!” Harry whines.
“Yes, but she can’t know that. Now go on with you. Let me get Loren ready to meet everyone. There’s something we need to do before we go in there,” Louis gives Harry a gentle shove in the direction of the door.
“Good luck Lor,” Harry whispers as he and my father disappear into the room. The doors close and I hear raised voices, but I can’t tell if they are exchanging pleasantries or shouting already. All I know is I am about to be ill. I think I’d like to faint so I can avoid what's going to go on in there. Once again, Louis interrupts the monologue I’m performing in my head.
“Love, I think you need a little baptism by fire,” he says and then everything happens so fast I can’t process what he is doing.
My body is slammed up against the wall and Louis is pressed against me. It feels more like he is crushing me into the wall. His hands begin roaming up and down my sides. Then, Louis runs his nose down my cheek to my jaw and then down my neck and kisses it. My body freezes and I have lost the ability to think, breathe, or speak. Finally, I gasp for breath.
"Lou! Have you lost your mind?! What are you - ahhhh – doing? Ohhhh. Stop it. Pleeease," I am an absolute mess. Why is he doing this? What is he doing to me? What has come over him? “For God’s sake, your mum is on the other side of this wall,” I whisper yell.
"Shhhh love. You're a nervous virgin and everyone in that room knows I'm a very ‘affectionate’ person.” The way he says ‘affectionate’ tips me off that what he’s implying is he’s a very sexual person, which shouldn’t surprise me. Suddenly, the thought of Louis and sex makes me even more nervous; we haven’t even covered that topic. He can’t expect that we’d have sex, can he? I’m a virgin! He couldn’t want to have sex with me! But, I’m going to be his wife. Is he going to expect sex of me? What am I going to do? Oh God please stop thinking about Louis and sex right now. He speaks again and his voice sounds extremely seductive and it’s putting me more on edge. He continues to rub his hands on my body and when he grabs my hip and runs his other hand up my rib cage, I physically shake from his touch.
“You have to get used to me touching and kissing you all the time in front of everyone. If you flinch or pull away, they'll know something is up because they know how I am. You cannot walk in there and think staying at arm’s length from me is going to convince them we are in love," he breathes on my neck and I think I am going to die in this minute. I don’t understand why I am reacting to him like this.
"But Lou,” I breathe, “I'm not experienced. I don't know how to do all this. I’ve never even had a proper kiss." This is probably the most embarrassing confession I’ve ever made. Now, he knows how pathetic I am around the male species.
"Relax Lor, I'm not going to throw you down on the floor in there in front of everyone and fuck you senseless." I flinch at his vulgar words and he chuckles. "You're going to have to get used to my crude mouth because I say a lot of shocking things love."
I can only nod in reply, too stunned and embarrassed to speak and I feel the blush start to spread over my cheeks. Louis leans in again and repeats his previous actions running his nose and hands all over me, but he takes his actions up another level. He begins placing light kisses along my jaw and down my neck causing me to release an embarrassing moan. The sensations he is causing within my body are foreign to me and I think I’d like to just die right now.
Suddenly, Louis pulls away and looks into my eyes. I am terrified because I feel like he is about to do something mischievous when I see the smirk on his face.
“Mmmm. You are so responsive Lor. It’s refreshing. Let’s see how you handle this.” Before I can respond, Louis leans in and presses his lips to mine. This can’t be happening. This is my first kiss. In a hallway with my father and his family and friends on the other side of the wall. And, I’m kissing someone who means nothing to me. Yet, there is a fire burning deep in my belly. This is all wrong, but at the same time, it feels right.
Louis grinds his hips into me and, when I feel something hard rub against my groin, I gasp. He takes the opportunity to shove his tongue into my mouth and I freeze. What do I do? Do I bite him? Do I just stand her and take it? Does he expect me to do something back? Seriously, where the hell do I put my tongue? This is so awkward, but feels amazing as he sweeps his tongue around my mouth. I should be disgusted, but I kind of don’t want him to stop. A moan escapes his lips and then he grabs my butt with both hands and grinds into me harder moaning and panting. Instead of freaking out, I begin to relax into his kiss and wrap my arms around his neck and begin to play with his hair.
My tongue decides it wants to play with his and I can’t seem to make it behave as it begins to massage Louis’ tongue. We continue kissing and holding each other until one of his hands travel to my left breast and he squeezes it. I freeze, my eyes shoot open, and try to push him away. Louis must have sensed from my reaction that he crossed the line. Finally, I push him away and we stare each other down. I want to yell at him, but I can’t get any sound to issue from my lips. He gets a devilish grin on his face and pulls me into another kiss and starts with the roaming hands again and there are sensations going on in the lower region of my body that should not be legal.
When Louis pulls away, the only sound in the hallway comes from the two of us panting. I can’t look at him because I am a jumble of mixed emotions. Suddenly, his shoes seem very interesting to me and I choose to stare at his feet. After a moment, he places his fingers under my chin and forces my head up so I have to look him in the eye.
“Are you okay love?” Louis coos as he rubs his hands up and down sides again and I am ready to jump out of my skin from all these new sensations he’s causing within my body.
“Uhhhh. Ummmm. Mhmm.” Oh just great. I’ve lost my ability to form a coherent sentence. Louis has turned me into a babbling idiot. He chuckles at how flustered I am.
“I can’t wait to see what’s under all those layers of clothes because your body feels amazing.” Can he be anymore cheeky? I can’t respond. How do you respond to a statement like that? He just stands there for a moment looking at me with a strange look on his face. I can’t identify the emotion behind it.
“Are you ready to go in and meet everyone?” He leans in and whispers in my ear and his hot breath hitting my sensitive skin is driving me crazy.
“Yes,” I whisper. Damn, I probably look and sound like one of his crazed fans who just met her idol and is struck dumb and speechless.
“Okay, let’s go. Lor, that look on your face is so sexy.” Jesus, the way he says sexy makes me want to melt on the spot. He’s too sexual a creature for me. How am I going to be married to this? “You definitely look like you’re under the Tommo spell.” Louis winks, wraps his arm around me and pulls me to him, holding me close. I open my mouth to say something and he puts his finger to my mouth pressing my lips.
“Your lips are so swollen and pink, I could stay out here biting and kissing them all night,” he leans in again and bites my bottom lip and I feel my eyes shoot wide open in shock. When he releases my lip, I regain my ability to speak.
“Louis, what has gotten into you? Have you lost your mind?” I whisper yell.
“No love. You’re just a little too irresistible when you are flustered.”
“Well, do try to resist a bit please.”
“Never. You’re mine now love.” He winks, pulls me to him again and gets extremely grabby as he opens the doors and walks me into the room to meet his family and friends.
All I can think is I am so in trouble with this boy.
Finally! A little action! What do you think got into Louis? Does he really want her or is he really just putting on an act to make this story believable? Do you think he even knows what he's doing?
Any ideas of ship names? Louren????
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