77. #77: He tries talking you out if being mad at him.
#77: He tries talking you out of being mad at him.
Louis: "Still mad?" he asks softly, his lips working their ways up and down the back of your neck as his arms circle your waist, "I don't think you are." He subtly glances down at your reacting body, making notice of the way your pretty mouth parts just slightly when his teeth graze against your weak spot. "Don't resist it, come on now."
Niall: He acts like he's mad at you too, and then that doesn't really work out well and all of his sexual tension drifts into the air and he finds himself stalking over to you, his face set with determination and his hands reaching for your sides. "Come on, stop being mad at me, we have a lot of making up to do." And he smirks, kissing you.
Liam: "Don't be mad at me, baby. Please." It's the octave of his quiet voice that gets to you. You turn to look at him, meeting his eyes and seeing the pleading innocence in them. He smiles when he knows you have all attention on him, his stride wide so he can get to you within three steps. He presses his hands on your waist, pulling you in.
Zayn: He doesn't like you being mad at him and is always trying to reach for your weak spot, so tat is exactly what he does. He wraps his fingers around the side of your throat and feels your pulse hammering away. "I know you're not really mad," he murmurs, pressing his thick body into you before catching your earlobe in his teeth.
Harry: "Come on," he whispers against your neck, his voice softer than usual as he whispers apologizes along your jugular, his warm and tingling lips brushing kisses along your skin, "Please don't be mad at me, baby. I didn't do anything that bad...." And you melt into his embrace, his strong hands on your waist, pulling you closer.