Imagine You’ve been with Louis for a few months and you’re round his for a movie night, you’re making pop corn and chatting in the kitchen, he’s made you tea but made a real mess. Louis: chuck us that cloth please. You throw the cloth as requested, it hits him square in the face. Grabbing a tea towel Louis goes to hit you with it, you’re quick though and grab the other end before it connects, for a few moments, you’re in a tug of war over the tea towel. Laughing and joking while shouting war cries to one another. Louis stops pulling and gives it a firm tug, pulling you into him. Crashing against his chest, he stops laughing, meeting your eyes looking at you real serious, you bite your bottom lip. He releases the towel so he can dig his fingers into your waist, as he leans in, you lean back watching the confusion on his face. You: Last thing that touched those lips was a dirty dishcloth. He smirks dipping his head further still, you lean further back giving you enough room to wipe his face with the towel. He laughs warmly. Louis: Am I good enough now? His blues eyes twinkle, dropping the towel yourself, you lean back towards him, kissing his lips gently, allowing him to pull you back into an upright position. Deepening the kiss you feel his hands slip under your top, running them teasingly up and down your back. He breaks the kiss, places a light kiss on your nose. Louis: Can we watch the film later? You: The popcorn will get cold. Louis: We’ve got more popcorn. His tongue gently runs over your bottom lip, he nips at it, you breath hitches, he stops. Louis: Or we could watch the film now. You kiss him hard and passionate feeling the twitch in his trousers. The film will be watched later. ~@superjamcruzhoran =)
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 09:13:29 +0000
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