Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan/Zayn Malik
Words: 171921
Chapters: 14/14
Summary: The year is groovy 1973, and eighteen-year-old Louis Tomlinson is perhaps the gayest teen to ever grace the gloomy, hateful town of Fortwright. Would be fine if he wasn't so viciously bullied at both home and school for such a "harmful" sexual preference.
Yeah, yeah, we've all heard this story, haven't we?
Believe him, Louis didn't think he was anything special either.
Until he found the mansion. The notoriously haunted mansion hidden deep within the forests of his tiny blip of a town in Bumfuck Nowhere, Idaho. No one with a brain ever goes near it, but Louis could use a little excitement in his life...and possibly a Band-Aid or two.
After discovering the mansion was less abandoned than he'd thought, he's now left with the most riveting mystery of a lifetime; every new finding leaving him with more questions. Who is this elusive owner, and why won't they show themselves? Why is there a set of journals in the same handwriting that span over centuries? Why in the world is there a padlock on the refrigerator...and who the hell is Alexander?
sub!louis being a brat and dom/yn saying he’s not allowed to come for the weekend and he just turns into a whimpery apologetic mess ☹️☹️☹️
i’m sorry
summary: louis is being a brat and y/n fixes that.
warnings: smut, thigh grinding, degradation kink, mentions of orgasm denial
pairings: louis tomlinson x fem!reader
•••
Y/N watched the TV quietly as she relaxed on the couch, having Louis on her lap, clinging to her as if he was a koala. They had been like that for a little while now, just relaxing with each other quietly. It was a Sunday and they had no particular plans on the day, so they decided to stay home. Not like there was anything remotely “fun” to do anyway recently. Y/N had been watching some random Netflix original she found interesting, already two episodes in. Louis wasn’t really paying attention, his face buried in Y/N’s neck with his eyes closed peacefully.
But he was getting bored.
And he didn’t know what to do! He had been thinking of things he could possibly do, but most of his ideas seemed either too boring or too extravagant.
Eventually though, an idea popped into his head, and it piqued his interest.
His cheeks grew warm at the filthy thoughts now floating around in that pretty little head of his, sinking his front teeth into his lower lip. He sat up a little bit, which Y/N paid no mind to, but kept his face in her neck. He then slowly started grinding against her thigh softly, letting out a small whimper into her neck. Y/N didn’t seem to notice all that much so he kept going, even rocking himself back and forth a bit harder to get her attention and also for more stimulation.
Y/N eventually noticed the unusual movement on her lap, shifting her attention from the TV to the boy in her lap. She gently squeezed his hip, making him pause for a second, before continuing.
“What are you doing?” Y/N asked him softly and he whimpered quietly.
“Getting off?” Louis replied and Y/N chuckled softly, trailing her hand up his side slowly, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He sighed into her neck, cheeks practically going red when her hand moved to his ass, gripping the soft flesh there. He was only wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt since that was what was what was most comfortable in his closet. He wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath, his now hard cock straining against the soft fabric of his pants.
“I don’t remember you asking if you could do that…” Y/N said beside his ear and Louis gulped, noticing that his mouth had gone dry. He stayed quiet, unsure of what to reply, but he continued to grind himself against her like the tease he was. That was the thing, he loved teasing her. He loved riling her up only to get punished in the end, which was usually what he was aiming for when he did tease her. She called him a brat most of the time, which was the truth honestly, because he was one.
“What makes you think that you can do this, hm? You’re grinding yourself against me like a bitch in heat, christ.” Y/N laughed softly and Louis whimpered softly, only proving her point further. He continued to rock his hips back and forth, now chasing the pleasure because he realized that it actually felt really good and wanted more. His hard cock was straining against his sweatpants, probably leaking precum and making a wet patch onto the soft fabric from how turned on he was now.
“Always such a brat,” Y/N said, bringing her hand up to the very prominent bulge in his pants. “can never get enough, can you?”
Louis could only shake his head as a reply, now starting to pant softly into her neck. He wanted to come now, even if Y/N didn’t want him to.
“If you don’t stop I won’t let you come for… let’s say, the entire weekend? Or the entirety of next week even?” She said teasingly and Louis paused. That wasn’t the kind of punishment he was looking for, no, not at all. He was expecting a spanking or her overstimulating him or something, not this. With Louis being Louis, he wouldn’t be able to go without coming for an entire week, he’d probably be crying by Wednesday. And plus, he usually came because of Y/N or her touch, and he couldn’t bear to not feel her hands on him.
“No, no,” He whimpered softly, lifting his head up from her neck to look at her. “I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to be a brat, always gonna be a good boy.”
Y/N chuckled and tucked a couple hairs behind his ear, leaning in to give him a soft kiss on his pink lips. Louis practically melted because of that. He always enjoyed her kisses, her soft lips against his. He was now practically putty in her hands after hearing her say such a thing, desperate to make it up to her.
“How are you going to make it up to me?” She asked him and Louis’ lips parted for a second before closing again, looking into her eyes.
“I’ll do anything you want, promise. Just wanna be your good boy.”
“Anything?”
He nodded as a reply and a smile crept up onto Y/N’s face, shaking her head before leaning in to kiss him again, longer this time. She closed her eyes and so did he, both of them basking in the feeling of her lips pressed up against one another’s. Louis parted his lips, an invitation for Y/N to lick into his mouth. Which she did, which led to Louis letting out soft moans into her mouth, his hand cradling her jaw softly. Their tongues slid against each other’s, their familiar tastes in each other’s mouths. It was nice, really. The soft moans getting jumbled into the kiss, their hands running over each other’s bodies, their mouths slotting perfectly together was heaven.
“How could I ever say no to you?” Y/N mumbled into the kiss, making Louis’ lips tug up at the corners a little bit.
Okay Louis is such a slut for that tanktop you should write about him dominant y/n
:-)))))
“don’t get cocky.”
“i’m not.” louis laughed breathily, hands gently squeezing y/n’s hips as she was riding him, still wearing that blank tanktop he had been wearing the entire show, although it had ridden up his torso just a little. louis had been a “little” cocky ever since he and y/n had time alone and he barely even got a word out before her lips were on his and her hands were sliding up his shirt.
“you’re a piece of shit, you know that?” she was smiling and her eyes were closed, head tipped back as she moved up and down with louis’ hands guiding her a little. her hands had been wrapped around his forearms the entire time but she eventually brought one back up, moving to wrap it around his neck instead to hopefully make him less cocky.
sub louis and dom reader. louis getting pegged and forgetting to lock the door. and they get caught by Niall right when Lou starts moaning mommy
and the boys tease him the next day cuz obviously Niall told everyone
😭😭😭😭 sorry i changed it a bit, but it’s mostly the same!
niall was tired and slightly mortified.
as he laid in bed, all he could hear was the sound of a headboard knocking against the wall repeatedly and he was close to suffocating himself with his pillow just to get some sleep. at first he was completely and utterly shocked every single time he heard the word ‘mommy’ in louis’ voice and his ridiculously loud whines, but now he had grown tired and was close to busting in through louis’ and y/n’s hotel room. he really wished he hadn’t gotten the room next to theirs.
“mommy, please.” louis whined.
“i’m leaving this fuckin’ band.” niall mumbled to himself, turning over to bury his face in his pillow.
•••
“why do you keep staring at me? it’s weird, mate.” louis chuckled as he put down his hot cup of tea, weirded out by how strange niall had been ever since he saw him. he wouldn’t stop glaring at louis or mumbling things but he was just so irritated because of the night before.
niall only mocked louis quietly and zayn, who was sat beside him, lightly nudged niall with his elbow.
“what’s up?” zayn asked with his brows furrowed.
“oh, sorry, i’m just exhausted because i was in the room next to louis’. i’m sure you had a great time with y/n in there didn’t you? god, i never wanna hear the word mommy ever again.” niall shook his head and zayn’s head whipped over to louis’ direction, eyes as wide as saucers, along with the other band members, who were just as shocked as zayn.
“what?” liam laughed lightly, thinking niall was joking, but as soon as he saw louis’ pink cheeks, heat rose to his own as well.
could you write sublouis and subharry getting pegged by domreader? With like housewife harry if you want
Please and thank you
Btw I love your writing <3
thank youuuuu!!!!! 🫶🫶🫶🫶
“don’t you wanna accommodate our guest, harry?” y/n looked up from the arch of louis’ back to look at harry, who was stood beside the bed, pink-cheeked and still fully clothed, and harry’s eyes flickered over to louis who was practically drooling against the pillow underneath his bed as y/n fucked him into it.
“i- i do.” he looked back at y/n, already feeling hot under his clothes. louis was moaning and whining at that point, and harry couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. he looked at louis again and how his hands were clutching the sheets tightly and how his face was squished into the pillow now because he must have noticed how loud he was, especially in front of harry now, hoping to muffle his needy little noises.
“you’ll listen to me, right? do anything i tell you to do?”
could you write sublouis in feeling clingy and subby so he cuddles the reader while sitting on her lap? try to make it super fluffy. 🥺🥺
told u everything u need to know CAUSE THE REST IS IN THE BODY LANGUAGEEEE
“jesus.” y/n mumbled before louis suddenly pressed his lips against hers, her eyes widening for a second before she immediately leaned into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his waist. the tips of her fingers slid up his shirt until she could feel his warm skin against hers, smiling a little at how eager he was. she pulled away after a bit, instead giving him small pecks all over his mouth.
“needy.” she mumbled between kisses, and louis, of course, couldn’t disagree because she was entirely correct. he climbed into her lap, for christ’s sake, just to kiss and feel her.
louis moved to get off of her lap, instead moving to lie down and y/n understood what he was trying to do. she was smiling now as she moved to hover over him, leaning down to capture him into another loving kiss.
“are you sure all you want is a cuddle, huh?” she murmured against his lips.
y/n pegging sub louis and he accidentally calls her mommy. but she likes it 😏
😱
“mommy, i-” louis gasped out, face growing incredibly hot once he immediately realized what he had just said. he opened his eyes to look at y/n, still moaning and whimpering because she was still fucking him, seemingly harder and deeper now. he couldn’t do anything but grip the sheets, hoping she didn’t even hear anything, deciding to keep his mouth shut.
“what was that, hm? mommy?” she had leaned down, her face now close to his.
“i’m- i’m sorry.” he choked out, embarrassment clearly seen on his face.
“don’t be.” she chuckled softly, glancing down at where her strap fucked in and out of him over and over. “tell mommy what you want.”
sublouis dom!reader pegging and mommy kink. maybe make it cute too, like louis wraps his legs around her waist while she fucks him. or he cries during sex
(which ever you want is fine)
SO SO SO SORRY FOR ANSWERING THIS SO LATE 😭😭😭 BUT HERE U GO!!!
the walls were way too thin.
y/n and louis lived in a shitty apartment that had thin walls, sometimes flickering lights, lots of noise from the other flats in the complex, and possibly ghosts. sometimes, during dinner, instead of watching tv or something, they would listen to the fights the couple next door would have. it would be utterly entertaining and they would giggle to themselves as they listened in (it wasn’t their fault the walls were so fucking thin, okay?). they would question the things the couple said to each other sometimes.
louis tonight, not wanting to be a dick, had his hand over his mouth, effectively muffling every single moan and whimper that slipped past his lips y/n was waiting to kiss. his legs were wrapped around her waist and his eyes were shut, allowing himself to swim in the pleasure she was giving him. his noises were loud, especially his whines, and y/n wanted to take his goddamn hand off of his face.
which she did. she gently tried prying his hand off of his mouth, in which his eyes widened as he let her, pressing his lips together instead to keep himself somewhat quiet.
“wanna hear you, lou.” she groaned, obviously annoyed, “want everyone in this complex to hear how loud you get.”
