Louis Tomlinson Imagines

[Educated] - [Teacher] (Part 2)

[Educated] - [Teacher]

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Eleven o'clock at night and six vodka shots later, you were completely pissed. Your friends and yourself were having the time of your lives, having men come over and try to chat you up.

Though with all the excitement, you felt the atmosphere become to hot and squished. So you needed fresh air outside.

Pushing away from the booth, you stumbled towards the back door and pushed it open to see a man already outside with his smoke. He smiled a sickly sweet smile at you as you inhaled deeply at the cold air filling your lungs.

"Hello there darlin." The stranger stood up and made his way over to you. "What's a pretty girl like you doing all by herself?"

"I-I'm not." You stuttered, rubbing your arm to watch the man step into your comfort zone.

"Oh yeah? Well who are you with?"

"I'm-"

"Me." A new voice took you by surprise as you looked back to see a very familiar face.

"Louis!" You giggled as he came over to you both; a set glare on the man. You were so excited to have Louis here with you that your arms wrapped around his torso. He easily took your body and held it under his secure arms.

"I think you've had enough for tonight (Y/N)." You pouted looking up at him as he sighed, pushing hair from your face.

Even in a drunken state, Louis still found himself to think you were beautiful.

"But Mr Tomlinson!" You whined as Louis growled at the man and pulled you both back inside. He pulled you past the crowds and bar until you were both in the car park. "No!" You stumbled, dragging your feet.

"Come on (Y/N), I'm taking you home." Shaking your head, you fell to the ground and crossed your arms. Louis sighed and turned to you, knowing you'll be more than trouble tonight. "(Y/N)-"

"I don't wanna go home!" You yelled childishly, looking away from Louis and over to the building you had just come out of.

"Well we need to go somewhere," Louis whispered kneeling beside you, "how about my place?" You looked back at him, watching his being morph into two blurry ones.

"Louis." You breathed, falling forward for him to quickly catch you in his arms.

"You're so drunk." He muttered,  pulling you into his arms and carrying you the rest of the way to his car. Louis slid you in the side seat and buckled you in as you swayed, singing mumbling nonsense to yourself.

"Louis!" You stomped your foot as he starts the ignition and pulls out onto the road. Your gaze turns to the older man as you watched his fists tighten around the steering wheel.

His whole arms seemed to be tense, giving you a clear view of his worked muscles. How come you've never seen them before?

"I'll need to carry you inside..." Louis mumbled to himself as you leant over and touched his shoulder. Stopping mid-sentence, Louis looked at your hand before lifting his eyes to you.

You were completely out of it and under his care now. He needed to take care of you tonight.

"Lou..." you whispered as you felt Louis slide his hand onto your thigh. You didn't mind it there. It gave your skin a chilled warmth sending goosebumps up your spine.

"Nearly there." He squeezed your thighs as you nodded, sitting quietly in the car.

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"Loueh." You mumbled against his neck as he carried you through his apartment.

"We need to get you clothes." Louis whispered against your temple as he entered you both into his room. Your legs dangled against him as he slowly sat you down on his bed.

Flicking his light on, he came to hid drawers filled with all his clothes as you fell back on his mattress.

Louis should give you the remainder of his exes clothes, but that weren't sleepwear. Running his hands over his clothes, he bit his lip; imagining you in them.

"Mr Tomlinson!" You groaned, rolling onto your stomach. With a clear if his throat, Louis took up and old club shirt and made his way back to you.

"Here." He mumbled as you smiled, taking the shirt. Then crawling to your knees, you faced your back to Louis as you pulled your dress straps down your shoulders.

Louis swallowed hard and gripped himself. He knew he should have left and given you to decency to change. But this was an opportunity presenting itself to him; and there was no way he'd miss it.

The dress got stuck halfway over your head as you fell onto your elbows in a heap.

"Need help?" Louis chuckled, crawling behind you. He lifted you back up and tugged the dress the rest of the way up.

He was expecting a nicely shaded colour bra on your behalf; not a pair of breasts to flop out into full view. His hand immediately flew to his growing erection as he stared at your exposed flesh.

You took his shirt and pulled it over your head, struggling with the arm holes.

"L-Louis." You whimpered as he grunts and moves closer, so his chest was pressed against you.

His hands came around and guided your arm through the arm holes, his eyes staring down your shirt to your pointed nipples. Louis couldn't look away; he didn't want to.

Finally getting both arms through, you sighed in relief and relaxed back into Louis. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you back into his lap.

Your exposed flesh that your underwear couldn't cover was pressed into his crotch; Louis growling.

He wanted nothing more then to have you lay vulnerable and exposed underneath him. To have you mutter his name in moans from your lips.

"Tired."

But maybe not tonight.

"Ok baby." The pet name rolled off of his tongue as he fell forward and onto your side. Louis striped himself down to his nightwear before turning the lights off.

Eagerly joining you, Louis pulled your body against his broad one. The warmth felt nice and so did the human touch.