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Pen Your Pride

Youé's POV:

My eyes shoot open and my chest is moving up and down heavily. I look around, but stay laying on my back. "Youé." Liam's arms wrap around my body but my breath doesn't slow down. "Shhh, babe. Everything is alright."

Liam drags his nose up my neck and I tense. "Forget everything for a second," he whispers against my neck. His lips touch my throat and I hold my breath,

"Liam, stop. I need to think now," I say and try to push him away. "No, please, Youé," he begs and pulls me closer against him. My breath hitches and he chuckles. He moves on top of me and presses his lips right on my soft spot. I moan softly and I feel him smile against my soft skin. He thrusts his thighs in between mine and my eyes widen. I tangle my hands into his hair and his lips move to mine. He kisses me passionately.

"Liam, I said stop," I say panting. "I'm sorry babe, I can't back off now," he says and grabs my hips tightly while kissing me again. I have to admit, it's really hard to hold myself back. But I have to, I need to sort things out.

"No...Liam," I say but can't stop myself from wrapping my legs around his waist. He chuckles softly and pulls me closer to him. I thrust my thighs against his and I feel his teeth scrape against my tingling skin. When my hands move to his boxers, he growls into my neck.

I feel him shiver while my hands work into his underwear. After a while his moans get louder and he throws his head back in pleasure. I take off his underwear and he throws me underneath him. He quickly undresses me and my hands claw into the sheets while he thrusts into me.

Zayn's POV:

"Babe," I whisper and Laura turns around, her eyes puffy and red. She has been crying, why didn't I wake up earlier? A tear rolls down her cheek and I look shocked. I take her in my arms and she snuggles up against my chest. I feel her cold skin against mine, now I'm really worried. "You're freezing," I say and tangle my legs with hers, wrapping the blanket tighter around her. How can she be so cold, it's summer in Australia!

"Zayn I feel sick," she says and nuzzles her head into my chest. "Tell me then, what's wrong?" I ask her worried. "I don't know, I feel horrible," she says and I wrap my arms in a tighter way around her, kiss her forehead softly. "Tell me, what do I have to do?" I ask and she shakes her head. "Nothing, just hold me please," she says and shivers again.

I hold her tight but her body temperature doesn't improve. When her feet touch my legs I shiver too, she's still freezing. "LOUIS," I yell and he walks into the room, a carrot in his hand. "Can you please get another blanket? Laura is getting sick," I say and Louis frowns, then quickly walks away and returns with another blanket.

Louis bends forward and presses his lips to Laura's cheek. She shivers again. "Damn Laura, what do I have to do to make you feel better?" I ask when Louis left the room. Her lips are getting lightly purple and I'm freaking out.

I wriggle and now I'm almost lying on her, hoping that my body temperature warms her up a bit, her face deep into my neck. She breathes out, cold breath. I lift her head up and press my lips to hers. She responds slowly and I feel her lips getting warmer against mine. I breath out slowly, filling her mouth with warm air and she relaxes a bit. I pull her close against me again and press kisses over her neck. I feel her breath going faster. This is a good way to warm her up.

Her heart begins racing and I pull her underneath me. Her blood pumping through her arteries, her breath picking up. While my hands rub over her stomach and back I feel her now warm breath increasing. I cover her body with mine and our lips touch again, After a while I put back and her face nuzzles into my neck again.

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