Temporary Fix (Louis Tomlinson)
Standing at the bar, I chewed on my straw and leaned back against the bar. That was when she caught my eye. She was standing a few people down, her drink in her hand and a bored expression on her face.
The man talking to her was just going on and on about something that I couldn’t even remotely hear over the loud bass. She glanced over at me and gave me a ghost of a smile, looking back at the man in front of her.
I bit my lip and took another drink of the potent liquid. It burned down the back of my throat and I couldn’t stop myself from glancing back over at the lovely young girl. I could see her waking up in my bed, my t-shirt wrapped around her body just covering what was secret. I set my glass down and moved down the drunken assembly line, steadying up the drunk bastard who couldn’t catch a hint before sitting him down and stepping between them.
I didn’t want to be creepy, but I seemed to be succeeding judging by the look on her face. Whether it was legit or just my mind playing cruel tricks on me was unknown, but I could just hope it wasn’t the latter.
“Hi!” I called out over the music and she smiled softly, nodding her head in my direction as a gesture of welcome. “He looked like he was bothering you! Is everything okay?!”
She nodded and sipped on her pinkish drink, smiling a little more before setting it down. “I’m great!” she called back and I smiled widely, nodding my head. I was looking for something, but at the same time, I just wanted her to make all the decisions for me. I wanted her to control me.
That was something I wasn’t used to feeling, but it was almost a desperate need to be dominated by her, just let her take control of what we do, in or out of bed.
“Wanna get out of here?!” she called, her eyes squinting slightly and I nodded quickly, holding out my hand for her to take.
She took a hold of it and we made our way out of the club, the whole scene blurring around us. I could feel the adrenaline running through my body pushing open the front door and being hit by a huge wall of fresh, cool air. She pulled me into her and we stood facing each other in the middle of the darkened sidewalk.
She was looking at me and I was looking right back at her, our gazes sensing what the other wanted. When she slid her cool hand to the back of my neck, and leaning in towards me, I tool a hint and quickly closed the space between us. Her lips were chapped from the winter months, with a slight taste of lip gloss that had otherwise faded throughout the night.
The kiss was quite intense, like we had been lovers for so long, yet we had obviously only just met. I felt like everything around us had faded into nothing, and we were the only sure thing.
I pulled back and her lips slid down to my neck as we moved to the edge of the sidewalk, waiting for a cab to come into sight so I could wave it down. I couldn’t help but moan when she hit a special little spot on my neck. I stuck my hand out and waved one down, my eagerness growing the more her lips were against my skin.
The cab pulled over in front of us and I opened the back door quickly and got myself in, grabbing her waist and pulling her in. As soon as the door was shut again, her lips were back on my neck.
We decided to go to her apartment considering she was closer. The sooner the better I thought, so when we got into her home and had the door locked for good, we were unbreakable. My hands slid around her waist and I pulled her right against me, pressing my lips against hers firmly.
She walked us back to the couch before the two of us both fell back, me laying on top of her with her legs wrapped around my waist. I couldn’t stop myself from pressing my hips into hers, groaning out softly.
She pulled her lips away and breathed out softly, putting her hands on the side of my face, making me look at her. I licked my lips and looked up at her, rubbing her waist gently.
“What?” I mumbled, sliding my hands under the hem of my shirt.
“I’ve never done this…” she whispered, taking her bottom lip between her teeth. I lifted a hand up to drag it back out.
“No… bringing a guy home…” I smirked at her softly and nodded my head slightly. “But I’ve had sex…” she chuckled and I did as well.
“Well… until you can land something permanent… I’ll be your temporary fix…” I whispered and she just looked at me for a moment, searching my face for a moment.
One moment I was over her, the next I was underneath, her legs resting on either side of my hips. I looked up at her and chuckled, resting my hands on her thighs. This was exactly what I had been craving. There was no way I wanted to let her stop, so I gave into her dominance.
“You like this?” she said, although it was almost like a purr, her hands slowly sliding underneath my shirt and running up my chest.
I stayed quiet but nodded my head slightly and she smirked, pulling the material over my head. Lifting my arms over my head, I shook my hair out and shut my eyes. I could feel her fingers tickling my sides as they fell down to my jeans, my belt becoming undone in the means of just a few seconds. I felt my mind race once they were in a crumpled mess on the ground, along with her clothes. The only thing barricading us from each other was the thin material of our underwear. There was no doubt she could feel how hard I was, considering she was practically sitting right on top of me.
Her smirk gave it all away.
“Did I do that?” she asked innocently and I nodded my head, biting my lower lip softly. “Good…”
Once the two of us were completely bare, she didn’t waste any time sinking down onto my erection.
The way she felt around me was almost indescribable. It was wet and warm, tighter at first, but once she started moving her hips, her body adjusted and it was extremely pleasuring. She stilled for a moment, and I could feel her walls contracting around me before relaxing again as she started grinding her hips down into mine. I let out soft, breathy moans the more she moved herself over top of me. I was almost pulsating inside of her, my mindset and my physicality still needing to get used to the fact that I had absolutely no control.
She dropped her upper body onto mine and her lips found my sweet spot again just like she had in the taxi. A little bit of a throatier moan fell from my lips and I could feel her lips pull up into a smile. She pulled her lips back and barred her teeth, nipping and biting down, more than likely creating a more than noticeable love bite. I gasped out and my hands flew up to grip onto her hips, digging the pads of my fingers into her soft flesh.
I lost grip for a moment when she changed up the style of movements, her hips lifting off of me before dropping right back down. Her warm walls engulfed and tensed around me, shooting little waves of intensity through my body. I groaned out and whimpered, bucking my hips up into hers whenever she would pull away, resulting in a gasping scream. I smirked in satisfaction and continued to do so, her sounds getting louder and more strangled.
I reached up and grabbed her breasts, her stiffened nipples poking into the palm of my hands. I slid my fingers on either side and pulled and twisted slightly, making her cry out again, her hands flying over mine. I could feel her heart racing against my palm, and it was absolutely magnificent that I could have this kind of effect.
I could feel the orgasm creeping up on me and the way she was constricting around my length, I was sure she was close too. I needed her to cum first. I wouldn’t let myself cum before her.
“F-Fuck!” she cried out, pushing herself down over me and pressing her hands firmly into my stomach. Her body shook and convulsed with the orgasm, quick pants coming from her mouth and muscle shock to the extreme.
Once she began to relax, I couldn’t take it anymore and quickly pulled her off of me, grabbing onto my length and pumping myself through my own orgasm, shooting out the warm, white liquid up onto my own stomach.
She watched me with shaky hands, her eyes hooded and her whole body just trying to recover from that powerful release.
My hands fell to my sides, one hanging loosely off the side of the couch. I looked over at her and smirked lazily, using my other arm to rub her leg gently. The couch was small, but I still pulled her on top of me using my other hand to pick up my shirt from the ground and slip it over her head.
“Can you stay..?” she asked softly, curling her arms up against her now shirt cladded chest, laying herself back down on top of my. “Be my good night tonight…”
I nodded my head slowly and rubbed her back gently, knowing that I had to leave in the morning. But it would be worth it. Not only was I hers, she was my temporary fix too… I was going to make sure this wasn’t the first and last time we would see each other.
“(Y/N)…” she spoke up softly and I smiled a little more, letting my eyes fall shut.
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