#louis writing

[tangerinequeen19]

[strawnarrries]

okay i cant get this out of my head so imagine you felt your husband's soft, warm body on top of you. His left hand caressed your bare thigh while his right hand was pressed flat against the sheets by your head keeping his body hovering over you. The sheets were warm against your back as his lips moved against mine. Your tongues explored other's mouths. His lips were soft, but slightly chapped and his kisses took your breath away. You heard your hearts beat in the same rhythm. You couldn't ever get enough of his kisses. Kissing him was like kissing an angel and the devil at the same time. He was was so soft and gentle, but so rough and passionate at the same time.

You wanted to take the heat up a notch, so you slid your hands down from his soft hair to his chest, pushing on him, acknowledging him to roll onto his back so you could top.

"Mmm, wait, wanna watch ya touch yourself." Louis hummed against your lips, refusing to move his body.

"What?" You were very taken back by his words.

"I wanna see how ya touch yourself while 'm away." he repeated.

"Ok." you smiled, biting your bottom lip.

He stood up off the bed and walked over to a chair sat across from the bed, "Imma sit right here an' watch ya."

You began to take off the clothing you had on. You had already begun undressing earlier so you didn't have to take much off. After throwing your panties onto the ground, you were fully exposed to him. You opened your legs and you were about to start but then nerves took over your entire body.

"Wait, I'm nervous." you giggled, closing your legs on your hand.

"Why?" he smiled, resting his elbows on his knees.

"Mm-hmm," you shrugged, shyly.

"Don't be. Jus' do it."

"Ok," you let out a breath, opening your legs again.

You bit your bottom lip and pressed your warm fingers against your clit. You began to rub it in the pattern you know you liked, instantly feeling the tension leave your body. You looked at him, watching him watch as your fingers moved against your sex.

You let your eyes close, taking it all in and enjoying yourself. You bucked your hips up and the pleasure began to rise. Your breathing slowly began to get uneven and your body temperature rose. You grabbed onto the sheets you were laying on for support and began to circle your hips under your hand. Soft moans occasionally fell from your lips as you imagined it was him touching you, remembering how good he made you feel.

"Damn," you heard him hum to himself.

You let your eyes flutter open to look at him. He had both elbows resting on his knees and his fingers were running across his scruffy jaw as he watched you in awe. The butterflies from earlier quickly faded and the knot in your stomach began to take over, getting tighter and tighter as you chased your orgasm. You widened your legs a little bit and quicked your fingers. Your lips were parted and your eyebrows were furrowed together in pleasure. Squeezing your eyes shut again, you let your head roll back against the pillow. 

Continuing to imagine it was him doing this to you, you imagined those thick fingers of his pumping in and out of your dripping with arousal entrance, dripping just for him. You imagined him curling them up, hitting your spot perfectly and grinding the tip of his fingers against it. You imagined him using his other hand to rub your clit. Rubbing it in all kinds of different patterns; up and down, side to side, in circles, doing everything in his power to get you to cum with just his fingers.

Opening your eyes to look at him again, you saw that he had his sweats and underwear pooled at his feet, his rock-hard member standing straight up in the air as he stroked it with his palm. You sat up, pressing your left hand on the bed behind you to support your weight as you added pressure to your clit. You bucked your hips up and moaned with pleasure. You looked down at your hand, watching yourself and your movements.

"God, Louis," you moaned.

You let your eyes close and your head roll back, taking in the pleasure. You heard him let out a little moan. You looked back up at him and saw that his face was contorted with pleasure and his breathing has begun to pick up.

“You like it when I touch myself, don’t you, baby?” you bit your lip, teasing him.

"Fuck, yeah," he murmured to himself, "Gotta do this more often, love."

You smiled, looking down at your hands again. You bit your bottom lip, the sight of it all making your belly jump with excitement. You licked your suddenly dry lips and laid back down on the bed. You grabbed onto the corner of the pillow your head was resting on, squeezing it tightly.

Moving your fingers south, you ran them up and down your wet slit. Tapping back and forth, you let him hear the sound of your wetness, letting him know just how wet you were for him. He grunted and you went back up to your clit, rubbing it side to side.

"Oh fuck," you moaned, "Louis."

"Ya imagining those are my hands?" he asked, "Rememberin' how good they make ya feel?"

"Yeah," you nodded, "Doesn't feel as good as you though."

He hummed and you watched as his hand moved up and down on his member, running his thumb over his tip and moaning whenever you moaned, "Love the sounds you make," he'd say. 

You got closer and closer to your orgasm, feeling as it was just around the corner. Your body was pulsing and tensing. Your free hand had a huge handful of the sheets you were laying, gripping so tightly that your knuckles were now a medium shade of white. Your hips rolled under your hand, increasing the pleasure while moans fell from your lips.

“Lou, c’mere, finish me off,” you hummed, “please.”

"Mm, mm, wanna see ya get yourself off first." he shook his head.

You whined and closed your eyes, bucking your hips up into your hand. Adding pressure and rubbing faster, you did everything in your power to get yourself to cum. Your breath hitched in your throat and your body tensed up. You were seconds away from your orgasm. You opened your eyes to watch him and you could tell by the sounds leaving his lips, his body tensing, and the way his face was contorted that he was about to release. You forced yourself to keep your eyes open; it being hard because of the pleasure I was in.

You let out a loud moan and watched as he came all over his stomach, painting his skin with his release. Moans and groans spilled from his lips. He slowed his pumps and let himself ride out his orgasm.

The sight of him and the noises he made was all that you needed. The tight knot in your stomach burst and your whole body erupted with pleasure. Pornographic moans spilled from your lips. Your body shook and loud moans fell from your pink lips. You were in pure ecstasy and felt you had died and gone to heaven. 

Coming down from the clouds, your moans were slowly taken over by your heavy breathing. You relaxed your body, feeling as your clit throbbed under your fingers in your aftermath. 

You felt the bed dip in and that's when you opened your eyes to see your husband crawling over to you, hovering over your body.

"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen ya do." he grinned.

You giggled, a blush rising to your cheeks. He bent down and peppered kisses against the side of your face.

"I love ya so damn much."

"I love you too."

[cottageilya]

Then and Now

Louis writing + Adidas

[flickerrhoran]

1D as a my whatsapp's messages.

Harry: the type of leaves you on read and answers hours later. Like you ask him "do you want to hang out?" Immediately see the double check but answers hours later saying "sorry hun x I'm a bit busy"

Liam: the type to send voice audio every two seconds. "Hey Liam how are you?" ... recording message... 📲00.02 seconds "I'm good what about you?"... basically records every thing.

Niall: the type of send one word per second "Hey Niall are you up to some movies?" .. hey.

Yes

I'll be there

In 30

xx

Louis: the one who's always sending memes to the gc.

Zayn: leaves you on read.

[gloriaandrews]

I don’t know if everyone already saw this, but Jesse Thomas, who Louis was writing with yesterday, reposted his instagram pic and captioned it in such a great way! #respectboybands2k17

[illicitlou]

“Because You’re Really Tiny”

QUICK LITTLE LARRY DRABBLE LOVES

“And I don’t need a babysitter!” Louis spat, balling his fists, face flushed with undeniable anger.

“Well, judging by your current state, it seems as if you do.” Harry retaliated.

Louis sat, propped up on the cold bathroom counter, sporting a bloodied nose and a cut on his lip. He and Harry were at a bar just twenty minutes ago. A fight had sprung up out of nowhere. Louis had pounced on the blonde, buff six-foot-four leaning leisurely on the edge of the bar who had called him short. Louis was short, in comparison to this giant, who had him pinned and was aiming blows at his peaked face within two seconds of the skirmish. Harry, meanwhile, had been frozen in shock, until Louis uttered his first cry of pain, and then, Harry was wide awake. Though he was smaller than the man, he managed to pry him off of Louis. Picking Louis up gently, they left the bar swiftly, and Harry had hailed a cab in the pouring rain.

“You don’t have to save me from everything. I could have handled that dick.” Louis huffed, wiping at his bottom lip.”

“Don’t touch.” Harry reprimanded, applying some soothing gel to the cut. “Yes, babe, I’m sure you could have.” There was a slight trace of mockery and disbelief in his quieted tone.

“m’serious.” Louis grumbled, gripping the edge of the marble countertop, his trainer-clad legs dangling slightly above the tiled floor.

“I want to protect you all of the time. I want to protect you because you’re really tiny and I love you so much and there are so many bad things that could happen to you...” Harry’s voice wavered. The hand he was using to wipe the blood from Louis’s face dropped to his side as he thought about what would have happened to his love if he hadn’t been there.

“Hey, hey...” Louis said gently, noticing the tears welling up in the green-eyed boy’s eyes. “I’m here, darling. And I’m safe. Thanks to you.” he hopped down from the counter and washed his face, swiftly turning back to hug Harry.

“And I love you too,” Louis murmured, inhaling the scent of beer and cologne of Harry’s white t-shirt. And he did love him, with his whole heart. 

#the ending is really cheesy #i know

[strawnarrries]

Hiiii! I’m the person who requested the Louis one shot where you have sex for the 1st time after having a baby! I was wondering if you could sort of do a continuation where your child is a little older and walks in on you guys having sex! Thank you!!

Warning(s): sex but super cute 

POV: 1st

Thanks so much for requesting! I wanted to get it up today in honor of Louis’s birthday even though this is not even close to a birthday one shot but still haha x I hope you enjoy it! 

Part of the one shot I got inspired by this post. I found it many years ago and remembered it while I was writing so I figured I’d add something like that to make a little more humorous x

This also isn’t proofread so I apologize for any mistakes.

My husband and I have been trying for a second baby for a few months now. Our first baby, Ansley, had just turned three years old about a month ago and she always kept Louis and I on our toes. Usually, we’ll try to get baby making in during her nap time, but it’s usually very rushed so we decided to start trying at night after she goes to bed. 

I laid on my side of the bed, scrolling through my feed as I waited for Louis to finish putting Ansley to bed. Soon enough, the bedroom door opened and in came my husband, only wearing a pair of basketball shorts, his tattoos were on full display for me.

“She asleep?” I asked, looking up from my phone.

“She’s out.” he replied.

“Good.” I smiled. 

“I’m jus’ gonna go clean up fo’ ya real quick, then I’ll be out.” he winked before walking into the bathroom.

“Okay.” I smiled. 

I had already brushed my teeth and prepared myself while he was putting her down. As I waited for him, I scrolled through my phone a little more. Minutes later, he came back out, climbing in on his side of the bed, letting his back rest against the headboard. 

Smiling at him, I straddled his lap. He mimicked my smile and placed both hands on my hips. Cupping his jaw, I leaned in and attached his soft lips to mine. His scruff scratched the skin around my lips as I kissed him. My favorite cologne on him filled my nose.

“Did you put on cologne?” I asked, pulling away from him.  

“Maybe.” he mumbled. 

“Why?” I giggled at him. 

“‘cause I wanna smell me best fo’ ya.“ 

“Awhh.” I cooed, wrapping my arms around his neck and resting my head on his shoulder, “I love you.“ 

“I love you too.” he smiled. 

I lifted my head back up and attached my lips. I let my fingertips twirl the strands of hair at the nape of his neck. Our kisses started out sweet but slowly got more heated and heated. His tongue slipped out of his mouth and into mine, exploring. His hands began to roam my back and torso, feeling every inch. Slipping his hands under my shirt, he cupped my warm breasts in his hands, kneading them softly. Luckily, I wasn’t wearing a bra. Our lips continued to move in sync before my shirt rose up. I lifted my arms and let him take off my shirt, tossing it to the ground, leaving us both shirtless. He cupped my breasts again, flicking my nipple with his thumbs. He hummed, leaning in and pressing kisses to my neck and collarbones. 

“So pretty.” he mumbled against my skin. 

I smiled softly to myself, running my fingers through his hair and enjoying the feeling of him loving on me. He continued to press meaningful kisses all over my torso and I began to slowly grind my hips against his. My movements caused friction between our clothed cores.

“Love when you do that.” I felt him smile against my collarbone. 

I chuckled softly, feeling his hands moved to my lower back, his fingertips slipping past the band of my Nike shorts and my underwear. Moving them south, he cupped my bare bum, squeezing and pulling it up. I hummed and lifted his head to look at him. His eyes were darkened with lust before I pressed my lips to his. 

“Le’s lay down.” he hummed against my lips.

I climbed off of his lap and laid down on the bed next to him, my head against the soft pillows. He slid down and hovered over me. Leaning down to attach his lips to my neck again, his scruff raw my skin. Closing my eyes again, I slid my hand down between our bodies and palmed his hardening member through his basketball shorts. Beginning to massage it gently, he grunted, nibbling at my earlobe. 

“Take these off.” I hummed into his ear.

He obeyed my words and rolled over next to me. While he got undressed, I decided to save time and take off my bottoms as well. Once we were both naked, he hovered over me again, covering our bodies with the covers. We both giggled and attached our lips.

“You’re so handsome.” I hummed, running my hand across his cheek. 

He blushed softly, molding our lips together. Letting his hand run down my body, he placed his fingers on my clit and rubbed it in circles. I hummed against his lips as they moved in sync together. My tummy stirred and I felt my center get wetter. Reaching down, I grabbed onto his semi-hard member, sliding my thumb over his tip. Precum was oozing from his slit. Beginning to pump him, I felt him hardening under my touch. We continued out foreplay on each other before we both were ready for the real thing. 

“Tonight’s the night. I can feel it.” he smirked at me, lining himself up with my entrance.

“Yeah?” I giggled softly.

He nodded. 

“I hope.” I replied.

We both looked down between our bodies, watching as he disappeared inside of me. My lips parted and we looked up at each other. He began to thrust his hips and our eyes stayed locked. It was the sexiest thing ever. His gorgeous blues were covered in lust.

I broke the contact by closing my eyes and letting out a soft whimper. I felt him rest his head on my shoulder, his warm breath fanning across my skin. He hit my special spot with every thrust causing pleasure to zap through my body. 

“Go faster.” I whispered in his ear. 

He obeyed my words and sped up his thrusts, causing the headboard to hit against the wall. 

“Ooh, be careful.” I whined.

He grunted and went a little softer, causing the headboard to stop smacking against the wall. I pulled him closer to me, our chests touching before I pressed rough kisses to his neck and the side of his face. 

I began to circle my hips under his and his grunted softly in my ear, “Shit.”

Sweat began to bead on both of our foreheads as we got closer and closer to the edge together. Low groans spilled from his lips and he let his nondominant hand slid down my clammy body and rest on my circling hips. His fingertips dug into my skin. 

“Ooh, feels good,” he moaned loudly, “fuck." 

"Don’t be loud.” I hummed, not wanting him to wake up Ansley.

He pursed his lips together and whimpered. I let my walls squeeze around him, feeling his prominent veins run up against them with each movement of his hips. Another low moan fell from his lips before the door swung open and in ran our screaming little girl.

“Daddy, hurry! Get outta here!” she screamed, tugging as hard as she could on Louis’s arm. He didn’t move though, knowing he was completely naked under the covers and not wanting to scar his little girl for life.

“Woah, woah, what are you doing?” he asked her and she stopped tugging. 

Tears streamed down her face and she didn’t let go of Louis’s arm. 

“Wha’s wrong, baby girl?” he asked her before she started pulling on his arm again.

“Monster in your room, you needa leave!” she cried. 

Awh, she thought a monster was in our room because someone wasn’t being quiet!

“A monster wasn’t making those noises. Daddy was. I was tickling hi-.” I was cut off by her yells as she stopped tugging on Louis’s tattooed arm.

“Mummy! Where your shirt?!” Ansley yelled adorably because she can’t say her r’s yet. 

She’s seen my shirtless before but her reactions are always funny. Louis and I both erupted into laughter.

“Over there.” I pointed to my shirt that was lying on the ground. 

“Why?” she asked. 

“I-” I started before changing the subject, “Daddy was making those monster noises because I was tickling him." 

She stared at me, soft sniffles leaving her nose and stray tears stuck to her rosy cheeks. 

"We were having a tickle fight. You know how I give you those sometimes?” I grinned, reaching over and digging my fingers into her sides causing adorable giggles to erupt out of her. 

I smiled, pulling away.

“No monster?” she asked. 

“No monst - ahhhhh!” Louis yelled, letting his arm slip under the bed, pretending to be eaten by a monster, causing Ansley to burst into tears as she tugged on his arm more. 

“Louis stop!” I scolding, smacking him on the bicep, “are you kidding?”

Louis laughed, pulling his arm up again. 

“Daddy was kidding, baby.” I told her and her tears died down. 

“Were you?” She asked him. 

“I was baby. There’s no monster,“ Louis replied, "Why dontcha go back t’ you’ big girl bed and I’ll come sing t’ ya or somethin’." 

"Okay. No monster?” she asked, wanting to be one-hundred percent sure. 

“I promise there’s no monsters, baby.” I giggled softly at her. 

“Okay.” she hummed before rushing back to her bedroom. 

Once she was gone, I looked up at Louis with wide eyes.

“I told you to be quiet!” I yelled at him, pretending to be mad as he stood up and began to put on some clothes.

He giggled, “’m sorry. Jus’ felt too good." 

“I can’t believe she walked in on us.” I hummed. 

“I know. I hope she doesn’t remember when she’s older.” 

I didn’t reply, my mind racing with what just happened as he put on a pair of pajama pants, leaving his shirt off.

"That’s actually really sweet. She came to save you.” I cooed, “Why didn’t she come save me though?” I grumbled teasingly, not actually upset at all.

“She prolly didn’t see ya ‘cause ’m jus’ so big an’ manly on top o’ ya.” he teased back. 

I rolled my eyes and giggled softly.

“I’ll be back.” he smiled as he made his way towards the double doors out of our room.

“Please make sure she’s fully asleep." 

"I will."