Warnings: Sexual content, smut, nsfw. Word count: 2 134
Request: Can you a write a Liam
Dunbar smut where the reader and him are bffs and she asks him what to do when
you have sex and they kinda have feelings after they do it??
A/N: With the combination of the one Anon asking for ‘First time with Liam’.
You looked back and forth between your books and Liam,
who was sitting at his desk, writing down information you needed for your
presentation next week in history class. He was shuffling his feet under the
chair in the same rhythm he tapped the tip of his pen against his textbook.
I guess they animated Cora and Peebee in the same exact spot with the same motions and they have the same rigging because on a mission I was on earlier, they overlapped and fused together. I present to you now:
AN: This is the most cringie and awkward thing i’ve ever written xD but I had the idea for weeks so… yeah, also so much smut!
Liam frowned as you collapsed onto his chest. This had been
a deal between the two of you. You’d come over when he needed help with his
heat, neither of you would tell Scott because he’d find his own way to deal
with it, the two of you were perfectly content with the current situation.
Or at least you had been four hours ago, when Liam convinced
you a few more rounds would get his eyes to stop glowing. But he was wrong, you
were tuckered out and Liam was to pent up that he was likely to hump anything
with a heartbeat that he came across.
“Maybe we should call Scott?” You mumbled as you sat up,
straddling him as you watched him carefully.
Okay, can you tone down the fangirling? It's getting embarrassing. And I'm saying this as someone who used to be able to recite the entire Star Wars Original Trilogy from memory. Also, I'm not entirely sure it's legal for a straight woman to have that hair cut.
Well, since my baby brother can't be here, I am officially adopting you. Also, I agree with Vetra. Put on a god damned shirt.
Hello, my blue space wife? Do you love me yet, or should I wait until tomorrow to buy the engagement ring and wedding set?
Murder Happy Space Grandpa! Can I have a hug?
My best friend, and the sister of my heart. I will kill anyone who ever hurts you or anything you love.
Dude, you are amazing, but for the love of god, never walk around my ship naked again.
I want to hug you. I don't know why, but every time I set foot on the bridge, I am filled with the overwhelming urge to hug you.
You are sweet, and lovely and Scottish, and I would love to curl up on a couch and talk to you for hours. Also while I am going to wife Peebee, that pink lip gloss is driving me to distraction. Please, for the love of god, stop wearing it.
Space Mom. Which is slightly awkward because I hit on you the first time we met, but in my defense, you're insanely attractive.
Dude, I like you, but be nicer to Kallo, or I will put itching powder in your underwear.
I'm out here saving the cluster, and you're over there "in a medically induced coma." Lazy Asshole.
“So, she invited you to huh?” Brett asked as he caught up
“Yeah, we’re friends and I’m pretty sure she has a crush on
me why wouldn’t she ask me?” Liam snapped.
“Because she has a crush on me and might want to hook up.”
Brett answered quickly.
They both continued to argue until they got to your house,
you swung the door open and dived on them bath in a tight hug, before hurrying
to drag them inside.
“You guys, I’ve been waiting for ages, my parents are gone
for the weekend and they left money so we can get a take away and buy junk food
and stuff!” You grinned at them both, running up to your room where you’d set
up the movie.
1. Favorite boy? 2. What is your ranking of the boys (including Zayn)? 3. When did you get into the fandom? 4. How did you first hear about one direction? 5. What was the first music video you ever saw? 6. Favorite music video? 7. Least favorite music video? 8. Favorite interview? 9. Favorite ship within the band? 10. Ever seen them live? When/Where? 11. If you could go back and see one show front row, which tour would you go to? 12. Favorite era (UAN, TMH, etc.)? 13. Ranking of the albums (favorite–>least favorite)? 14. Least favorite song on each album? 15. Most favorite song on each album? 16. Lottie or Gemma? 17. Danielle or Sophia? 18. Feelings on Perrie? 19. Feelings on Eleanor? 20. Feelings on Sophia? 21. Long or short hair Harry? 22. Buzzcut or curly hair Liam? 23. Cinnamon swirl or fringe Louis? 24. Blonde streak or shaved head Zayn? 25. Blonde or brunette Niall? 26. Favorite 1d mom? 27. One song they should add to the setlist? 28. One song they should take off the setlist? 29. Favorite x-factor performance? 30. Favorite tour? 31. Where were you/what were you doing when you heard Zayn was leaving? 32. Favorite tweet? 33. Favorite rumor? 34. Song that you thought deserved to be a single? 35. Did you ever hear Just Can’t Let Her Go? 36. Did you see the 1d movie in theaters? 37. Haylor: yay or nay? 38. Larry: yay or nay? 39. Lou Teasdale: yay or nay? 40. Simon Cowell: yay or nay? 41. Favorite lyric change 42. Harry getting his shirt ripped open or Liam getting his shirt ripped open? 43. Would you rather get a selfie with your favorite boy and have it be really bad or meet all of them but have no photos or evidence of it? 44. Would you rather watch Louis/Harry alone together or Niall/Harry alone together? 45. Would you rather have a tell-all book released about the x-factor days or about Zayn leaving? 46. Favorite inside joke within the fandom? 47. If you could choose any three people to go with to a 1d concert, who would they be? 48. Favorite moment from this tour? 49. Favorite fandom moment? 50. Favorite moment of pride for the boys?
“Liam….c’mon. If you don’t hurry up with popcorn I’m starting the movie without you!”you yelled,throwing a cushion at him.”Babe we’ve watched The Outsiders like a hundred times already.” he replies,wrapping his arms around your waist.”We’ve been dating two years though, so we’re actually falling behind on this modern classic.”you smile, planting a kiss on his lips before you both make your way to the couch.
“Oh my god young Rob Lowe was so beautiful in this movie.Look at that bone structure..” you breath. Liam huffed lightly beside you.”Babbbbeee don’t get jealous.I was just kidding.” you say as you turned to sit on his lap. “ Liam you know I love you.” you say as you take his face into your hands gazing into his eyes. “Really?”he replies resting his forehead against yours. You leaned slowly into a soft delicate kiss. Your hands tangling in Liams hairs as his hands rested on your lower back pulling you in close to him.
Liam deepened the kiss as his hands lightly squeezed your ass.You slowly guided his hand to your breasts. You broke the kiss and pulled your shirt off to reveal a black lace bra. Liam looked at you like you were a four course meal. “Liam…I’m ready.”you whisper.”Y/N I don’t want you to feel presumed because I know it’s your first tim-” he rambles but you cut him off by pressing a rough kiss to his lips. Liam picked you up and brought you to the bedroom where you assumed the same position on the bed. “Y/N” Liam breathed ” If you feel uncomfortable just stop me okay?”. You replied with a nod. Liam attacked you with rough,hungry kisses. You slowly began to grind on his thigh , desperate to get rid of the ache in your core. Liam smirked as he tore off your underwear. ”Liam! They were expensive!” you shriek as he threw you on the bed. Liam attacked your collarbones leaving dark purple bruises along the way. Liam pressed a thumb to your clit. He pushed two fingers in stretching you out as you gasped at the pleasure. His fingers curled inside you as a wave of pleasure washed through you.”Liam fuck…I’m not…not gonna…last.” you say writhing beneath him.He smirked seeing the mess you had become. He lifted off his shirt as you kissed your way down his chest. You nipped at his chest leaving purples bruises all over him as you felt a growl gather in his chest. You fingers slipped into the waistband of his under wear where you gripped his hard length as he let out a small pleasured groan. He removed his underwear in a swift movement. You lay back on the bed as he leans over you. “If it hurts stop me okay?.” “Okay Dunbar but please just fuck me already!”you giggle. He slowly pushed himself into you.You felt a slight pain but it was soon replaced with pleasure once you adjusted to his size. He thrusted slowly into you making sure you were okay. “Liam fuck yes….harder…” you say clawing at his back. His paced picked up as you devoured every inch of you. You felt a knot in your stomach,knowing you were near release. Your walls tightened around Liam as he moaned your name, thrusting out his high. You were sent over the edge as your hips bucked up. You screamed Liams name as you let out your sweet release.
Liam got up and got you a shirt and some underwear as you came down from your high. “How was it?Was it okay?” he rambled. “ Liam it was perfect” you said nuzzling into him. “Wanna do it again?” he smirked. You jumped up off the bed. “Race you to the shower!”
Liam sat on the couch in the living room swirling his drink around. He had fun during the game but now he was alone because all of his friends were having sex or passed out because they had sex. He got up and walked downstairs to get another drink. As he was leaving the kitchen, he failed to hear someone walking towards the door. Liam opened the door and accidentally spilled his drink all over a girl. She shrieked at the contact of the cold beverage.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry”
Liam tried to dry her off but the girl slapped his hands away. Hayden pushed him back and stomped her feet. “You’re so pathetic, no wonder you’re still a virgin, I mean who the hell would dare to be seen with you let alone have sex?” Liam tried so hard not to pull out his claws and rip Hayden to shreds. She pissed him off every chance she got. Hayden bumped past him and made her way to the kitchen. His skin grew hot and at one point he swore he saw red. It was no surprise that a light touch on his shoulder startled him. Y/N drew her eyebrows together in concern, “I was calling you, are you all right?” Liam nodded quickly. “Yeah, no, so I guess your claws just show when you’re okay then?” Liam looked down at his hands to see his claws stretched out. He sucked in a breath and frantically looked around the room to make sure no one else saw.
“Liam stop it, your eyes, they’re glowing!” Liam’s breathing became erratic, he was panicking and he didn’t know how to turn it off. Y/N grabbed his head and ducked it low while steering him to an empty room. She locked the door and closed the curtains. A growl escaped from Liam’s throat as hair began to sprout from his face. Hayden and Brett’s voice rang through his head and he just had enough. Being a relatively new werewolf with anger issues was a pretty big problem. Y/N hugged Liam tightly, burrowing her face in his chest. Liam felt a strange cool breeze over his body. His claws were gone and so was the hair. Liam wrapped his arms around Y/N and embraced her warm hug. Resting his chin on her head, Liam caught a whiff of her scent, the intoxicating smell made the blood from his head rush to other places in his body.
“Are you okay?” Y/N looked up to gaze in his eyes. Liam nodded silently. Her eyes were so beautiful–not the color–but beneath it. He could see stars within a complex galaxy. Liam looked down from her eyes to the curve of her lips. Her heart beat against his chest, significantly turning him on. Y/N moved her arms around his neck, forcing Liam to come a little down to her height. Her incredibly soft lips pressed against his in the most sensual manner. As their lips moved, an eagerness swept through Liam. He slid his hands down to her hips, gripping them with intention. Y/N swiped her tongue across his bottom lip, asking for permission in which Liam graciously accepted. It wasn’t a battle for dominance or a hunger fest, their tongues moved with precision, an exploration of each other’s mouth. Liam moaned at the sensation. Y/N pulled away, the two panting for breath.
“Liam” “Yes?” “Are you a virgin?” Liam backed away and stared at his shoes. “Hey,” Y/N reached out for his arm to tug him back, “it’s okay” “No it’s not, it’s embarrassing” “Everyone starts off a virgin you know? You just need experience, that’s all”
The room fell silent as they both dwelled in silence. Y/N was horny and she knew Liam was too. Maybe she could do him a great service, “how does losing your virginity tonight sound?” Liam felt his pants jump at the sound of Y/N’s words. She would actually have sex with him? “Are you serious?” Y/N smiled a smile that was so seductive that it could make Cleopatra look like a barmaid. She untied her shoes and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the bed. “You’re the werewolf, you can hear my heart, right?” “Y-yeah” Y/N sat him down on the bed and placed a leg in-between his, “then listen to it.” Y/N reattached her lips to Liam but this time, it was different. Liam understood the direction they were going in and he couldn’t have been any more excited but he was still a bit shy. Y/N sank herself down on his thigh, her natural heat burned through his jeans and he felt like he could actually feel it on his skin.
Y/N peeled off her bralette, releasing her breasts from the already revealing top. Liam gulped at the sight, they were so delicious looking. “Do you want to touch them?” Liam slowly nodded his head up and down, eyes fixated on her chest. Y/N grabbed his hands and placed them on top of her breasts. She shivered at his warm touch on her cold mounds, Liam gasped at her soft they were. Y/N didn’t even have to instruct him what to do next. The wolf did it for him. Liam massaged them, squeezing them realizing, moving up and down, sure to rub his thumbs over her nipple. Y/N’s lip biting assured him that he was doing good. Liam took it further and placed a nipple in his mouth. Y/N moaned and clasped his hair gently. He took his time before he moved on to the other one.
By the time Liam was done playing with her breasts, Y/N’s panties were soaked in arousal. Just as he did in the closet, Liam stood up and yanked her off the ground then threw her on the bed. Y/N softly gasped at how quick he changed. He took off his shirt, shucking it onto the floor. The sound of his belt unbuckling turned Y/N on so much that she unbuttoned her shorts, peeled off her sticky underwear and tossed it to the side. Liam licked her leg, maintaining eye contact, his eyes dangerous. Instead of playing with the area that ached most, Liam sniffed all the way up to her neck, planting small kisses her and there. “Do you know what you do to me, Y/N?” A hand ran down her curves. “N-No” “Liar, I can hear your heartbeat, remember?” Liam growled against her skin as a warning. Y/N surprised Liam by flipping him over so that she sat atop his clad member. “You’re right, I do know and I enjoy teasing you, but not tonight.” Y/N leaned down and gave love bites that vanished three seconds after. Despite the visible marks not being shown, Liam writhed underneath her lips, the tent in his boxers straining to be set free. Y/N gripped his waistband and slowly dragged his boxers down, a sigh of relief escaped from Liam’s chest.
“Oh..” Liam jumped as Y/N gripped his dick in her hands. She placed a kiss here and there, the gestures made Liam curl his toes. Precum dribbled out from the top and Y/n used it to lubricate his rather large staff. “You ready?” “Are you seriously asking that question?! Yes!” Liam’s hasty answer made Y/N chuckle. She reached underneath her and lined him up to her entrance, “just don’t jump, you’re a bit bigger than I expected you to be.” “Okay,” Liam nodded. This was actually happening. He was going to have sex for the first time. The second the tip pushed in, Liam bucked his hips up at the sudden feeling of heat, Y/N, shocked from his quick movements, sank all the way down. They both moaned loudly and Y/N clamped her walls down on Liam.
“Oh fuck…What is that?!” Liam could feel a tightening around him and the pressure scared him just a bit. “I told you not to jump!” “I’m sorry, you just, it felt, you’re so hot and wet, it feels so good…” Y/N waited until she adjusted to move. Liam gripped her hips tightly as she lifted then sank. This feeling felt out worldly. He was not ashamed of how much sound he was making and neither was Y/N. He was bigger than anyone she’d been with and the feeling of him stretching her out felt amazing. Believing he had adjusted well enough, Y/N began to bounce up and down, increasing the pace.
“Holy…You’re so tight!”
With every bounce, Liam drove a bit deeper. Her walls rubbed against him, opening and closing as they please. Y/N threw her head back and Liam took the initiative to grasp her breasts in his hands and play with it. She moaned at the way he handled them and angled towards her g-spot. Without a warning, Liam spazzed and shot three hot loads into Y/N. Y/N gave a guttural moan and trembled as her sex mashed his cum and her juices together, creating a natural lubricant.
Y/N rolled off of him and laid on the bed out of breath. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know I was going to–” “It’s okay, I’m on the pill” Liam frowned, “did you come?” She shook her head no with a smile. Liam took one look at her naked body and he could feel his dick coming back to life. He climbed in-between her legs then hiked one over his shoulder the way he saw them do it in the pornos. “What are you doing? Liam I – oh my God,” Liam slid himself back into Y/N then leaned down and gave her a kiss. “I want you to feel good too,” he pulled out and slammed all of his length into her. Y/N rolled her eyes in the back of her head and grabbed the bedsheets. Within a few more pumps, she could feel Liam hardening inside of her, his dick growing longer, his need to make Y/N come, desperate.
“I don’t think I’m going to last long.” Liam felt the same butterflies in his lower abdomen as he fucked Y/N with fast thrusts, everytime he disappeared into her, their pelvic bones smacked into each other. This girl was a hot moaning mess, every sound she made Liam go harder and deeper. Liam wanted her to come before he did and he knew he wasn’t going to last any longer. He brought his thumb down on her swollen clit and flicked it at his pace. Y/N gasped and her body began to convulsed. Within seconds, her walls closed on Liam and pulsed around him as she finally reached her release.
Liam’s thrusts grew sloppy, her pussy milking him of his sperm. This time Liam fired six shots, his hips bucking at each one. Y/N cried producing another orgasm within her orgasm. Her body shook in pleasure, her vision blurred. Liam rolled to the side and they both almost died from exhaustion.
“That was… I can’t… You were amazing, can we do that again?” Y/N laughed and looked at Liam. “This isn’t going to be a regular thing” “It could be” That’s when Y/N grew concerned. She didn’t have feelings for Liam, she just wanted to have sex. Being a virgin, she could understand why he would assume they’d continue. “Liam… I’m not sure –” “I know I haven’t been with anyone else but I like sex with you” “So you don’t want to this because you have feelings for me?” “Oh I have feelings for you, feelings that make me horny. First and last time, I promise, can we cuddle?” “You’re so adorable” “No, I’m not!”
Summary: AU. As part of a team of fixers hired to handle a gay scandal in Buckingham Palace, Louis expects Prince Harry to be a lot of things—most notably a royally spoilt brat. Never mind that the very same Prince Harry used to star in quite a number of Louis’ teenage fantasies.
Summary: Harry’s been forced into a high-class prostitution ring because his heroin-addicted mother is too strung out to realize that her boyfriend is pimping out her son. Louis is the crown prince of England and gets into a lot of mischief and thinks it’s normal to pay prostitutes to “get a good night’s sleep.” They probably aren’t meant to see each other beyond that one random night, but then again, they probably aren’t meant to see each other at all.
Summary: Louis fell for Prince Harry when he was ten and Harry was eight and peeked behind the Queen’s elegant gown for his first public appearance—a shy smile and a mess of curls. He fell for him when he caught Lottie putting up a magazine cover of Harry on her wall and all she had to say for herself was, “He’s such a good person, yeah?” and, yeah. He fell for him when Harry gracefully accepted his demotion. He fell for him when Harry came out and stayed out.
Summary: Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship The Rogue and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they’re as pretty as this one.
Summary: SummaryOnce again, Harry’s life was on a fast track into seriously uncharted territory. He had known from the moment he’d woken up on that horrible morning that he would have no choice other than to come out. Publicly.
Harry Styles, the first publicly gay Prince of England in British History.
That would be his luck.
Or, the one where Harry is a prince forced out of the closet and Louis is a boybander forced in. When they meet, everything changes.
Summary: “Oh fuck, I’m going to have to tell my mum,” Louis says, closing his eyes.
The silence stretches between them for a long moment until Harry starts breathing heavily. “I’m going to have to tell the Queen,” he says, “and my mum.”
Or, the one where Zayn and Louis make a friendly wager and it goes too far, Harry’s a baker with a heart of gold and really great hair, Liam is an overworked PA who just wants to enjoy his holiday and Niall is completely at ease, as always. An accidentally married AU mixed with a splash of modern royalty.
Summary: Louis is ¼ of the infamous boy band One Direction and has had a crush on the Prince of Wales for ages. Prince Harry is gay and out and when he spills on a tv show about finding a certain Louis fit, their paths cross and everything turns into a tumult of emotions and anxiety, and the complications when you just want to show the world who you love.
Summary: Louis is an arrogant, self assured prince who falls in love with a charming thief named Harry during his youth. However, years later, a revolution is sparked amongst the frustrated commoners… and Louis’s former teenage romance is leading it.
Summary: There is reason to believe Prince Harry’s life is in danger. After a failed kidnapping attempt, Louis is assigned to guard Harry around the clock. He is the best at what he does, but he has a tendency to not get along with clients. Louis and Harry start off on the wrong foot, but it soon becomes clear that neither is at all what the other expected.
Queen Anne met Louis’ eyes. “While your file documents many remarkable accomplishments, it also contains a number of early terminations. Why is that?”
“It all depends on what your priorities are,” he said slowly. “If your primary concern is protection, I’m your guy. If you’re looking for someone polite…” He shrugged. “I don’t generally try to be rude, but social graces aren’t what I’m being paid for. If someone values being sucked up to over being protected, that’s their problem.”
“You seem quite well-mannered,” Anne said, frowning.
Both Nick and Louis snorted at that. “You’ve only known me for ten minutes,” Louis said. “Give it time.”
Summary: Emma and Killian’s children have no idea why their parents laugh every time they request pancakes for breakfast. (Smutty future pancakes.)
Note: So I’ve been loving all of the smutty fics that have come from that pancake scene. This just came from thinking about how this pancake euphemism for sex might live on for years and what would happen when Emma and Killian had children of their own who want pancakes. I originally didn’t intend to make it smutty, but I just couldn’t help myself. Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph
…Why Can’t We Have Pancakes, Too?- Part 1/1…
Killian wrapped his arms around his wife’s waist as she poured a cup of coffee. His lips moved to her ear.
“Last night was amazing, love,” he whispered.
Emma giggled as his lips trailed down to her neck.
“It sure was,” she breathed, as she threw her head back onto his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Killian’s hand moved to the belt on Emma’s robe. He quickly undid it and slipped his hand underneath. His fingers trailed under her camisole until he was stroking the soft skin of her stomach. Emma let out a contented sigh as his hand began to trail down to the lace of her panties and his hook slid up to circle her nipple.
“I don’t know about you,” he muttered, as he used his teeth to pull back the robe to reveal her bare shoulder and move his mouth to it. “But I’m really craving pancakes this morning.”
“We can’t,” she managed weakly, as he kissed her shoulder. “The kids will be up any minute.”
Killian sighed against his wife’s skin, as he heard the pitter patter of little feet coming down the stairs. Emma jerked her head up and elbowed him in the ribs so he would remove himself from her. She quickly tied her robe. Killian bit down hard on his lip and ran his hand down the front of his jeans, just as the kids made their way into the kitchen.
“Good morning,” Emma said, dropping a kiss on their heads.
“Morning, loves,” Killian said.
The two stepped back to admire the products of their true love, as they commonly did. It still amazed them sometimes that their love had created them. They were like looking at miniature versions of themselves. Ruthie blonde and fair skinned and Liam dark haired and blue eyed.
“What’s for breakfast?” eight year old Ruthie asked, as she sat down at the table.
“I want pancakes!” six year old Liam said.
“Me too!” Ruthie agreed.
Emma and Killian stared at their children. They turned to look at each other and then burst out laughing.
Ruthie crossed her arms over her chest. “Why are you laughing?”
“Why do you laugh every time we ask for pancakes?” Liam asked.
Emma stifled another laugh. “Sorry. No time for pancakes today. You’ll be late for school.”
“We never get to have pancakes!” Ruthie pouted.
“Yeah, you two get to have pancakes all the time without us. It’s not fair!” Liam shouted.
Killian’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean we get to have pancakes all the time without you?”
Ruthie shrugged. “We hear you guys talking, you know. You don’t think we’re listening but we are. Just last night when we walked by your bedroom, we heard you say you were having pancakes for dessert.”
“Yeah, we like pancakes and we like dessert,” Liam said. “But you didn’t ask us if we wanted any. And you guys always tell us we should share.”
Emma and Killian shot each other a glance. Pancakes as a euphemism for sex had become a frequent inside joke between them. They didn’t think their children had noticed, but apparently they had.