Imagines

"Boys! You're on-stage in ten minutes!" I heard their stage manager shout. Louis looked exhausted. He didn't want to go out there. "Louis, you don't have to go. Tell them you're ill."
"No, I cant. But I'm not doing it for them. I'm doing it for the fans." He croaked. His throat was sore from a whole month of touring. I nodded and kissed his cheek. "Okay."

"But there is one thing that would make me feel better." He winked. I bit my lip and pulled him into the bathroom that they had in the dressing room. The first thing I did was pull his jeans and boxers off in one, straight away attaching my mouth to his already throbbing member. He always got hard whenever he thought about sex. He moaned and threw his head back, pushing himself up with his arms against the sink.

His hands were in my hair, scratching and pulling. He was completely under my control. I pulled away for a minute to pull my shorts off. I wouldn't let Louis touch me today. We didn't have much time. I pulled a condom out of the drawer which I knew was there even though they try to keep it a secret.
"Y/N I've been a bad boy." He groaned, chewing hard on his lip. "I know." I whispered as I ripped the condom open with my teeth and quickly slid it on his pulsating manhood.

No even bothering to take our top half clothes off, I laid him over the edge of the bathtub and positioned myself so my entrance was brushing the top of his member, before sinking down onto him letting out the loudest moan. Louis cupped his hand around my mouth. "Shh, we don't want the guys to hear. Do we?" He whispered. I shook my head no and kept bouncing onto him, breathing rapidly.

I sunk down many times and Louis rolled his hips to help me. The stinging sensation felt good after a while, almost relaxing. He chuckled as I began to get tired but it did the complete opposite to Louis. "Wow, I'm full of energy now. Maybe this could be my pre show ritual" He said, planting a small kiss on my forehead. "Don't count on it" I giggled.

We both put our clothes back on and Louis fixed his hair before meeting the other boys backstage, behind the big, black curtain. He gave me a thumbs up as the walked out onto the stage, making thousands of teenage girls chant his name. It must've felt good. There was this one girl with a sign saying 'I f****d Louis Tomlinson.' And I laughed to my self from the thought. Yes. Yes I did.

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