One Direction Imagines

Just Random Imagines For All One Direction Fans c:

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91. 💖 LIAM SMUT 💖

I’ve been on the bus with One Direction for a while now, and I love every minute of it. See, I’m essentially their on-board medic. If they feel sick, they come to me. If they hurt themselves while doing something stupid, I’m always there.

It would be total bullshit to say that I don’t have…urges. I’m literally living on a cramped bus with 5 of the hottest young men on the planet. The boys and I have had our fair share of moments where professionalism went straight out the window. But I always stopped myself. I usually have to take care of it myself in my little bunk while they’re out doing God knows what. I always imagine Zayn’s amazing jaw grinding hard while he grits his teeth as he drives into me. I muse about Louis, wondering how dirty he would talk to me if he joined me. Liam’s perfect body never fails to cross my mind, his 10-inch length dipping into my little mouth, the huge, rippling muscles in his arms tensing as he grips all of my hair in his strong hand. I think constantly about Harry’s cheeky smirk teasing me as he devours me between my milky thighs, his dimples causing me to convulse and whimper as his wet tongue flicks at me. Niall drives me over the edge, his creamy accent teasing my reddened ears as he grips my hips while I ride him.

On this particular day, however, I had enough teasing. All day, I’ve been tortured. As I entered the main “room” of the bus, Harry eyed me up and down, like he always does, but it was different this time. He bit his lip so hard, the capillary refill in his bottom lip was delayed. He hissed as his eyes met mine, and quickly got up to “use the restroom.”

Niall slapped my ass as I walked by, which was not necessarily anything new either. I knew he was doing it jokingly, of course. His hand lingered and I felt a light squeeze. He gave me a wink and I turned around to Louis and Zayn whispering intently to each other as they both checked me out. Zayn let out a soft groan and shook his head slowly, maintaining eye contact with me as he discretely high-fived Louis. The boys just like to play around, I told myself. As a matter of fact, none of the boys have ever treated me inappropriately; they were just having fun. We were all too close to let a little lascivious behavior get between us.

I moved over to the booth Liam was sitting at, and he quickly pulled me onto his lap.

"Bumpy ride, innit?" He commented as he caught sight of my unsupported breasts bouncing as we hit each bump. He wrapped his thick arms around me as I leaned my head on his shoulder, thinking nothing of it since the boys weren’t paying attention.

"It’s so damn cold in here. Pass me that blanket, will you, (Y/N)?" Liam murmured in my ear as I wrapped it around the two of us. I was merely enjoying the warmth of his hard body as we hit a particularly large bump and I was pushed hard into his lap, my core directly hitting his enormous rock-hard bulge.

"There ya go, (Y/N). Right there," Liam said, giggling and thoroughly enjoying this little game. I decided to play along and nudged him there again. His breath audibly hitched and he growled rather loudly, grasping my hips so hard I thought they’d bruise. He began lightly stroking my thighs under the blanket, teasing the skin under my short shorts with the soft pads of his long fingers.

"Is this ok? We don’t have to tell anyone…" He whispered, nipping my ear as I slid my arms behind me around the back of his neck. I let out a breathy moan as my head rested on his broad, warm shoulder and his hands continued to explore my body. His fingers found their way right on top of my thin cotton panties, lightly rubbing circles into me as I sighed into his mouth, catching a quick kiss when the boys weren’t looking. Mind you, Harry, Louis, Niall, and Zayn were still standing around, probably conspiring against me, but they paid no mind to me and Liam.

"Mmmm…beautiful. You smell so sexy, (Y/N), do you know that? Hmm, baby?" Liam sighs into my ear, sneaking a finger under my panties, stroking my dripping folds, encouraged by my whimpers. "Am I making you wet, babygirl? Hmm? Show Daddy what you want," Liam murmured, searching for an answer. I was nothing but a whimpering, dripping mess, grasping at his solid biceps. I mustered enough energy to slip my hand between us, palming his cock through his basketball shorts.

"You’re soooo big, Liam," I moaned in his ear. I could feel his whole body clench after I said that. "Do you know what I want?" Liam began rubbing my swollen clit, hard. He relished in the noises he was making under the blanket, my wetness spreading all over his hand. "Just like that, Li," I breathed, grasping at his length as I slid it out from his shorts. My hand barely fit around it, and the fact that he was so impossibly aroused by me motivated me to tease him as much as I could.

"Fuuuuuuckkk…(Y/N)…" Liam had trouble keeping down the volume as the boys’ conversations waned and stagnated, leaving them standing awkwardly, looking to us for a moment.

"Cold?" Louis asked us, a smirk tugging at his lips. Harry glanced at us and tilted his head, his trademark grin painting his dimpled cheeks. I giggled and nodded, reaching out from the blanket to pat Liam on the head.

This was enough to dissipate the air of suspicion, as the boys returned to their duties. Liam suddenly pulled my panties and shorts aside, running his fingers along my folds once more. We hit a large bump, large enough to send Niall onto the floor, laughing up a storm. The immediate ruckus allowed Liam to lift me up by my hips, roughly lowering me onto his cock, slipping in perfectly. I whipped my head around with an incredulous look, met with the sexiest expression imaginable on Liam’s face. I bit my lower lip, turning my head back and flipping my hair onto my shoulder, bouncing lightly and gently on his cock.

Each bump the bus hit sent Liam closer and closer to the edge, causing him to perfectly hit my sweet spot. I clenched rhythmically around him as I felt the burning in my stomach grow to a crescendo. His hands roamed around my waist, caressing the skin of my stomach as they sank down, rubbing my clit while he slowly bucked up into me.

"Come on, baby. That’s it, goooood girl…you feel so good. Can you squirt for me? Can you squirt on my cock for me, please, (Y/N)?" Liam chanted into my neck, his left hand pinching and rubbing my breast as I felt him explode inside me. The feeling of his incredible abs tightening on my back sent me reeling, liquids mixing within me as he thrusted up for one last time as he buried his head in my shoulder and left millions of little smooches along my neck and back.

The boys didn’t suspect a thing.

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