can somebody do one where zayn is a drug dealer and y/n is a customer..(;
Can someone do one where y/n and Zayn get into a huge fight and y/n tells to Harry to come over for comfort and end up having sex, and Zayn walks in on them, and they all just have one big threesome. omg I need this.
This is boy on boy. Enjoy!
I opened my car door and got out. I closed the door behind me and started up the path to my house. When I got to the door I slid in my key and gave a slight turn before pushing it open. I pulled my key out, stepped inside, and closed the door behind me. I flicked the light on and looked around the living room. I smirked when I didn’t see Louis. I guess he decided to behave today. I walked over to the coffee table and sat my keys down before turning and walking towards my bedroom.
I got to the door and gave the knob a quick turn, letting the door swing open. I smiled a little to myself when I saw him. He was laying on my bed asleep. His hair was a bit messy and his jeans were low on his hips. I walked over and took a better look at the beautiful boy on my bed. His lips were parted slightly and his shirt had shifted up to show his stomach. My eyes scanned lower and I smiled when I saw the bulge in his jeans. Having naughty dreams, was he?
I gently climbed onto the bed and leaned down, pressing soft kisses against the exposed skin of his stomach. He shifted a little under me and let out a muffled groan. I sat up on my knees and looked down at him as he started to wake up. His eyes fluttered open and he blinked a few times before focusing his eyes on me. “Hey” he said, his voice heavy with sleep. I smiled down at him, “Hey” He sat up and ran a hand through his hair and rubbed his eyes before looking at the clock. “You’re home early” he said, looking at me. I nodded, “Yeah, I am”
He licked his lips and fixed his shirt. “Have a nice nap?” I asked, moving closer to him. “He nodded, “I did” I smiled, “What did you dream about, Lou?” He was quiet for a minute and his cheeks flushed, “Uh… I, I don’t remember” I raised an eyebrow, “I think I can take a guess” He bit his lip and shifted a little, trying to hide his erection. “Stop. Don’t hide it. You know I don’t like that” I said. “Sorry” he mumbled. “Were you dreaming about me?” I asked, leaning closer to him. His eyes flickered down to my lips as he nodded, “Yes, Liam” I smirked, “What was I doing to you in your dream?” If it was possible, he blushed harder. “You were, uh… You were fucking me over the bed” I smiled, “You always do like that, huh?” He nodded, “Yes”
I leaned closer to him and let my lips ghost over his, “Do you want me to fuck you over the bed now, Louis?” He let out a soft sigh and nodded, “Yes… So bad, Liam” I smiled and connected our lips. I let my tongue run along his bottom lip and he instantly let me in. His mouth always tasted like mint and it drove me wild most of the time. I let my tongue move against his and he released muffled moans into my mouth. I slowly pushed him down onto his back, never breaking the kiss.
I nudged his legs apart and rested between them. I finally broke the kiss and looked down at him, “Was I fucking you nice and hard in your dream?” He nodded, “Yes, Liam. Fuck the dream and do something… Please?” I smirked, “Watch how you talk to me, loverboy. I’m the boss. Remember that” He bit his lip and nodded slightly. I sat up on my knees and pulled my shirt off before reaching down and undoing the button on his jeans. I could already see that he was achingly hard and that turned me on. I slowly slid the zipper down before hooking my fingers into the waistband. “Lift up” I mumbled, giving them a small tug.
He lifted his hips a little and I pulled the jeans down over his ass and the rest of the way down his legs. I dropped them to the floor next to the bed and looked at him, “Look how fucking hard you are, Tomlinson” He smiled a little, “Mhm” I leaned down and kissed him again while rubbing my hand up and down his inner thigh, but never touch his erection. After a minute he whimpered, “Liam, stop. Touch me now or I’ll do it myself” I pulled away some and looked at him, “Oh, really? Didn’t I tell you to watch your lip, baby?” He sighed, “Yes” I sat up on my knees once again, “Roll onto your stomach”
He groaned because he knew what was coming, but he did what I said. He rested his cheek against the soft cotton of the sheets and looked at me. I smiled and let my fingertips brush along the edge of his shirt before I pushed it halfway up his back. I moved my hand down to his ass slowly and squeezed. “Just do it already, please?” he asked, capturing his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked at me. I nodded and hooked two fingers into his boxers and pulled the down. The waistband rested below his ass and I moved my hand over his left cheek softly before giving it a hard smack. He groaned, “Shit…” I did the same to the right and he moaned this time. “You like that, Louis? Being punished for giving me attitude?” He didn’t answer so I smacked his ass again, “I asked you something” He whimpered and nodded, “Yes, I love it, Liam”
Hearing those words come from him drove me crazy and I couldn’t take anymore. I needed some kind of release. “Get the rest of these clothes off” I told him while getting of the bed. I watched as he sat up and pulled his shirt off before pushing his boxers the rest of the way down and kicked them to the floor.
I smirked when I saw just how hard he was. “Damn, Lou” I mumbled, undoing the button on my jeans. He watched me with eager eyes as I pushed my jeans down my legs and kicked them away. I moved my hand to my cock and started palming myself through my boxers. He groaned, “Liam, please” I looked at him and smiled, “What’s wrong, baby? Getting needy?” I walked back over to the bed and slowly got on. He laid his head back against the pillow as I nudged his legs open and got between them.
I licked my lips before leaning down and blowing on his tip. “Fuck…” he muttered, bucking his hips. I smirked and glanced up at him quickly, leaning down and brushing the tip of my tongue over his slit. He whimpered and looked at me, “Please, stop teasing me, Liam. I need something more” I looked into his blue eyes that were heavy with lust and nodded, “Okay” I leaned back in and licked up his shaft. I moved my hands up and down his thighs slowly as I took his tip between my lips and sucked on him softly. He moaned and bucked his hips, pushing himself further in my mouth. I took him further and fought my gag reflex when his tip touched the back of my throat.
“Fucking hell” he moaned, gripping the sheets. I pulled back so that only his tip remained in my mouth and pumped the rest of him with my hand. His back arched as moans flew past his lips. “You like this?” I asked, swiping my thumb over his tip. A whimper left his lips in response. I took my hand off him and set up on my knees, looking down at him. He looked at me, “Why’d you stop?” I smiled at him sweetly, “I need something too, baby. Why don’t you bend over the bed like it that dream of yours?”He nodded and got off the bed before leaning over so his upper body was resting on it.
I got off the bed and stood behind him. I moved my hand down his back before giving a quick slap to his ass. He moaned softly and grinded back against me, making me let out a small gasp. I leaned over him and ran my index and middle finger over his bottom lip, “Wet them” He did as I said and took my fingers in his mouth, sucking and twirling his tongue around them.
When I felt they were wet enough I pulled them out and brought them down to his ass. I ran my fingers over his hole and put my other hand on his lower back. I licked my lips and looked at him as I slowly slid one finger into him. I moved it in and out slowly a few times before adding my middle finger. He moaned and rested his forehead against the sheest. I moved my fingers until I felt he was ready and pulled them out. “Ready?” I asked, putting one hand on his hip and taking my length into the other. He nodded and looked back at me, “Yeah, I’m ready”
I pressed my tip against him and slowly pushed it in. His breath hitched and I waited until he relaxed to push into him further. I moaned softly as I slid myself into him fully. I held still for a minute to let him adjust before thrusting softly. He moaned and pushed back on me, “Harder, Liam” I smirked and held his hips as I pulled out to my tip and pushed back in, harder this time. “Shit” he moaned, letting his cheek rest against the bed as he looked at me.
I bit my lip as I went harder. My grip on his waist tightened, “Fuck…” I looked at him and smirked, “This as good as your dream, love?” He moaned, “Fuck… Just fuck me” I smiled to myself and bucked my hips into him harder.
I moved my right hand to his cock and started pumping him. His breath was coming heavy and I knew he was getting close. “You gonna cum for me?” I asked, leaning over him so my chest was pressed to his back. He muttered and soft “Uh huh” and let his eyes flutter closed. I moved my thumb over his tip as I thrusted hard and he moaned loudly. “Fuck… Oh, fuck” he moaned, grinding back on my as he came over my hand. “Shit” I moaned, pushing into him hard again. He was breathing heavy as I continued moving into him until I found my own release. “Shit, Louis” I moaned, letting my head fall back as I came down from my high.
I pressed kisses along his shoulder as I pulled out of him. He stood up straight and turned to face me. I pulled him against me and pressed my lips to his. He wrapped his arms around my neck and pressed his body tighter to mine. “How was that?” I asked, pulling back and looking down at him. He smirked, “We could say it was a dream come true”
“It’s high school; you should expect to be thrown together with someone you don’t like for a project,”
“Usually that shit only happens in movies.”
I slammed my locker shut, the rattling metal earning me a few glares from my peers around me. A damp humidity burned my skin while I struggled to pull my shorts down lower on my legs, attempting to keep them at regulation’s length. Beside me, my friend Charlotte was watching me struggle with a concerned raised eyebrow and a smirk on her pretty face.
“What are you smirking at?” I asked, balancing my books in one arm.
She shrugged. “I’m actually surprised you haven’t been told off yet for your shorts.”
“They’re not that short! Look,” I held an arm down to my side and tickled the ends of my shorts with my fingers. “Just long enough.”
Charlotte scoffed and pulled me around, steering me down the hall to class. “Whatever you say. You know how much of a hard ass Mrs. Tripp is.”
I groaned thinking about our vice principle; her bird like resemblance freaked me out enough to practically dread volunteering for her every Wednesday. Whenever she sat down with me, offered me a pen and drilled me with questions about the school newspaper, I tried my hardest not to catch her eye. God forbid she peer into my soul a bit too far and scold me with her black beady eyes and beak for a nose. “Detention this Saturday for wearing inappropriate clothing!” I could just hear her nasally voice. I cringed.
“Maybe I should just tell him I’d rather not work with him?” I asked her as we stopped outside my English class. “You know, say it’d be better for my… learning abilities if I worked alone, or something.”
“They grade you on group work,” Charlotte frowned. “You probably don’t have a choice.”
I nodded rather solemnly. “You’re right. I’ll text you after, tell you how it goes.”
Storyline: you’re Harry best friend back home, and when the boys take you swimming, things turn interesting after night falls…
“I wish every day could be like this,” I mused while Harry, Louis, Niall and I were basking in the last rays of the hot August sun. The boys had a day off, and we decided to go swimming at a small, secluded lake near Harry’s home in Cheshire.
Which was also my home. And Harry my childhood best friend. We had done everything together. The first time riding a bike, the first heartbreak, the first time. It had always been Harry and Y/N, Y/N and Harry. And we were still very close. Every time he had time off and could come home, we would do stuff together.
This time, he had brought Niall and Louis along, and we had loads of fun playing around the water and throwing balls, and of course, drinking the day away. Harry (or rather Louis, cause Harry couldn’t figure it out) had built up two tents in which we were gonna spend the night.
I really liked his two bandmates. Niall was like the little brother who was just too adorable to be true, goofing around and tripping over everything possible. I had laughed with him basically every minute we spent together. Louis, on the other hand, was a bit more complicated. He was smart, funny, and mischievous, and I was always a bit on edge when I was with him. He would goof around, making us all laugh tears, but then he would shoot me those looks which made my spine tingle. I know that deep down, he must think that I wasn’t good for Harry, because our relationship was a never-ending, complicated story, and he loved Harry to death.
“Should we get a fire going?” Harry asked, lazily drawing circles onto my exposed belly. I giggled at his touch, not wanting to get up.
“Tomlinson,” his blue eyes sparkled mischievously from under dark lashes. He adjusted his tie and put out a firm hand.
She pushed the hand aside, avoiding his grasp but meeting his gaze. “First name, sir.”
“Louis Tomlinson. And yours, gorgeous?”
“I prefer Agent,” she smiled coldly.
“Come on now, I told you mine.”
She paused for a moment and brushed her hair out of eyes. “(Y/N).”
“Doesn’t quite suit you darling, how about I just call you mine?”
“Sir, I don’t think you understand the concept of an arrest.”
“Of course I do, but this isn’t really an arrest. I could get out whenever I like, I’m only in here to spend a bit more quality time with you.” Her lips tightened slightly.
“That’s not possible.”
“Oh, but it is. I can even tell you exactly how I’ll do it, and you’ll be-” he paused a moment to take in the sight of her, arms crossed, leaning against the table next to him, and grinned, “powerless to stop me.”
Can someone please write a story where Y/N slept basically naked & is under the covers & Zayn comes early in the morning from work & tries to wake her up by laying on top of her and dry humping in his underwear and so on? Please? Thank you. Xx
All I need in life is a oneshot based on Skin by Rihanna. That would literally be the death of me. Any of the boys, it really doesnt matter.