Browsing the room, I searched this Styles boy, hoping I had pissed him off enough to go hide somewhere. When suddenly, I felt two hands on my waste, yanking my off of Liam. I grabbed Liam's hand in fear, not letting go for dear-life as Harry pulled me closer to him. "You're coming with me." His voice said agitated, but not as bloodcurdling as I had expected. His hands transferred from my waste to my vacant hand, beginning to drag me through the massive crowd of kids that had gathered. Luckily, I never released Liam's hand, so he was still trailing behind me.
"Where are we going?" I attempted to ask, before I was able to answer my own question. We began heading up one of the two flight of stairs, which, ironically enough, seemed like something out of a movie set. I figured that we were going into one of the many rooms upstairs, but why?
We finally reached the top, after several minutes of all of us tripping and falling due to our drunkness. His hallway was bigger than my house. There were at least five rooms up here, each probably occupied by a couple getting hot and steamy. He continued to tug me down the hallway before aggressively pushing open a door, which seemed to be to his bedroom. If he was planning to do what I think he was, why had he allowed Liam to come along?
As we entered, my vision was suddenly filled with the sight of a California king bed, draped with beautiful linens that were probably at a higher value than my life. He dragged me over and pushed my onto the bed, Liam falling on top of me, his lips immediately reacting to my touch and beginning to kiss my forehead. He was so fucking drunk.
Harry grabbed Liam and pushed him to the side, pressing himself onto me, his two crescent-shapes slivers of pink crashing into my chest, letting out a sigh of relief. What was I doing? Liam was right next to me....but why isn't he saying anything?
Harry's lips eventually found their way to mind, our inside muscles tangling into each other just like my hands were in his curly locks. I felt hands sliding up the inside of my thigh, but Harry's were cupped around my face. The wandering hands belonged to Liam. I looked at him as he spoke, "Babe, I guess we can share for tonight," stumbling on every word. Was what I think happening ACTUALLY happening?
They adjusted their bodies so one had easy access to my top half, which was Harry, and Liam to the bottom half. As Harry ran his tongue into my revealing dress, Liam's hand wandered more and more under my dress, eventually reaching my lace thong, and harshfully ripping it off. He pushed my dress up, revealing my bottom half. Harry took a quick pause, looking in Liam's direction, but obviously at what Liam had just uncovered. He looked back at my face, expressing his feelings in the exaggerated form of contentment before continuing with his work.
Liam spread my legs wide, giving him enough space to stick his head in and alleviate the desire that had built-up stronger than the wall of China. His tongue immediately entered, causing my hips to thrust in an upward position. I felt Harry's mouth open, his lips pulling into a smile that was caused by my weakness to Liam.
The tongue inside me began to move even faster, licking around my inside walls before pulling out, only to be shoved back in again. Slight moans escaped my mouth, which was soon stopped because of Harry's decision to kiss me.
Harry lifted his head, becoming parallel with me. "How about youuuuuu give meeeeee something in return?" he asked, emphasizing the words you and me. "How about no," I responded, afraid of what he had in mind. My attempt at fighting back and escaping his unethical ideas was no use and he immediately hopped up and removed his pants, revealing the great length that was Harry Styles.
Before I had time to soak up what was about to happen, Liam ran his tongue over my clit, releasing my insides all in his mouth. I had a feeling that this wasn't the only time that was going to happen tonight. As I tilted my head from Liam to Harry, I noticed that his briefs were already removed, along with his shirt and scarf/headband.
Chapter 5
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