Liam’s house is undergoing renovations, so he’s been staying over at Louis and your house for the past 2 and a half weeks. He decided he’d use that as an excuse to get some from you. He’s been jealous of Louis for ages, and he couldn’t lie to himself, he wanted what you've got. The third time Liam walks in on you and Louis fucking, he can’t hold back anymore. The times he could hear you scream, that fueled Liam on. But when he’d “accidentally” walk in, that drove him insane. This time, standing outside your door stroking himself wasn’t enough; he had to see what always drove him so wild. Liam now sat on a chair across from Lou’s bed, watching you prep your boyfriend. Liam watches as louis slowly slides his finger into you , making the other boy whimper and mewl in pleasure. After a moment, louis begins to move his finger slowly. “M-More, louis, please,” you moans, making louis smirk. Louis slides his finger out, not missing a beat as he slides another in, finger-fucking you quicker, harder now. You arches your back, and Liam begins to stroke his cock, tracing his finger up and down the length of his aching flesh to relieve some of the pressure. “Want your cock, louis, please,” you begs, and a groan escapes Liam’s lips. Louis doesn’t reply, he just scissors his fingers, adding a third before stopping, letting you adjust. “Look at Liam,” you obeys, looking over at Liam with hooded eyes. Louis thrusts his fingers into you, making you gasp, your breaths coming out shaky and uneven. “Moan his name, Aleanbh.” “Liam, oh fuck, Liam,” you moan, and Liam takes a hold of his cock, his strokes hard. You buck your hips to meet louis’s thrusts, your eyes never leaving Liam’s dick. “L-Louis, I’ll be fine, p-please, fuck me,” “Get on your hands and knees, face him.” Louis says, his voice firm. He doesn’t acknowledge you’ pleas, and that fascinates Liam. You do what your told, getting on all fours. “I know you want him, Aleanbh, ask for it.” Liam drops his eyes from Harry to you, and you bites your lip. “Ask for it.” Louis tells you again. “Liam, come here.” Liam obeys, getting up to walk over to the couple. Louis leans over your’ body, chest to back, reaching his hand under your’ jaw, making you look Liam in the eye. “Ask him for it, and he’ll give it to you.” “Can I suck your cock?” You eventually manages to get out, your voice already sounding fucked out. Louis chuckles, his voice menacing. “Say his name.” Louis commands, pulling your face closer to his chest. “Liam, can I suck your cock?” You choke out, and that’s all Liam can take before he threads his fingers in your hair, pulling your head down on his aching member, letting out a throaty moan. “Don’t be gentle with her.” Louis says, turning his attention back to your arse. “She likes it rough, she wants it to hurt.” He mutters, aligning himself with the your entrance. “Don’t you, Ale?” You groan on Liam’s dick, bobbing your head up and down. Without warning, louid pushes himself all the way into you, Liam pulling out of your mouth to let you breathe, only to have a scream escape your lungs. “I said, don’t you, Aleanbh?” Louis says, setting an almost brutal pace to his thrusts. “Oh, fuck! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” You moan, dropping your head, squeezing the bed sheets with white knuckles. “L-Louis, oh, yes,” “Make Liam come, Aleanbh.” Harry says in between thrusts, grunting out his words. You conform, looking up to take Liam’s dick in your mouth, sucking with such force Liam’s knees almost buckle and the younger boy has to grab hold of the bed post to keep steady. “Don’t stop sucking until he cums, I want to see it. I want him to come all over your pretty little face.” Louis continues, and Liam is amazed. He can’t wrap his head around how controlled Louis is, how he knows when to be brutal, and when to be gentle. How he knows when to be encouraging, and when to be dirty. And the fact that he can switch between the two so effortlessly, it’s always turned Liam on. You are looking up at Liam with hooded eyes, your gaze almost pleading as you move your head slowly up and down Liam’s length, your eyelashes fluttering. “Oh, fuck…” Liam groans, looking down at you. You swirls your tongue on the head, making Liam’s knees shake, the younger boy gripping the bedpost tighter. Behind him, louis pounding into you, grunting, his fingernails clearly digging into your skin. Liam watches new bruises darken over old ones, he watches Louis fuck you, so hard that it looks almost too painful to watch, but it’s arousing, so graceful, Liam finds himself being pushed closer and closer to the edge. He turns his attention back to you, you slowly stroking Liam, looking up at him, your gaze never leaving Liam’s eyes, short little whimpers escaping the older boy. “Ah, Aleanbh, fuck,” Liam groans, tilting his head back. “Make him come, and I’ll hit that spot.” Louis commands, and you keens, taking Liam in, your head slowly descending down Liam’s length, a loud elongated moan bouncing off the walls of the room. Louis drastically slows down, letting his hands leave your hips, leisurely thrusting into his girlfriend. “Make him come, Al, I know you can do it.” You whimper, pushing your hips back into Louis's groin. Louis smirks, leaning over your body to whisper in your ear. “And you won’t cum until I tell you to.” Louis reaches under you, tracing his fingers up and down your stomach before taking a hold of your clit, slowly fingering you. You gasps, groaning as you roll your hips hard into Louis, stroking Liam faster, urgent. Liam feels himself get even closer, and he grips the bedpost so hard his knuckles turn white. “L-Louis, I want you to f-fuck me,” you whine, and Louis lets go of you, suddenly sitting up to lay a palm on your arse, the loud crack of the spank echoing around the room. Louis spanks you again, and again before leaning back over you. “I’ll fuck you when you deserve it.” Louis begins thrusting in and out of you at a painfully slow pace anyway, making you whimper more. “Two cocks at the same time, look at yourself. You’re a whore.” Louis reaches around you again, fingering you faster, harder. “What did I tell you?” Louis's voice comes out rough and raspy, and you take Liam back in your mouth, sucking relentlessly, making Liam cum undone within seconds. “Shit…” Liam moans, tangling his hands in your hair, fucking your face brutally for a moment as the taller boy gets closer and closer. “F-Fuck!” Liam shouts, pulling out of your mouth, giving his dick three rough jerks before coming all over your lips, some of it landing in your mouth, Liam’s expression a silent scream. The scream eventually makes it out, because Liam’s groaning as he sinks to his knees. Louis lets go of your clit closing your mouth. “Swallow it.” You do, the liquid disappearing down your throat audibly. “Ah, you fucking cum slut.” Louis leans back up, taking a hold of your hips once more before hammering into you at an angle that makes you gasp and moan, Louis hitting your bundle of nerves with every thrust. “Don’t cum until I say so.” Louis says, his voice shaky as he clearly loses whatever he was holding on to to keep control. You drop your head, licking off the rest of Liam’s cum before looking back up into Liam’s eyes, swallowing the rest of Liam’s load. Liam closes his eyes, sinking the rest of the way to the ground; a pleased moan making it’s way out of Liam’s parted lips. Louis keeps hitting that spot, and your moans keep getting louder, rising in octaves and lengths. “L-Louis , let me come,” you groan. “Please, I can’t hold back, I need—“ you loses the rest of your control as well, sinking from your position of balance on your forearms to your cheek resting comfortably on the bed sheets, your weight moving back and forth under Louis’s sway. Louis hits that spot again, and you scream. “Oh, fuck! Louis, Louis, oh, yes, fuck me, fuck me, right there, harder, harder, o-oh!” Your voice is wrecked and it makes Louis smirk again as he concentrates on hitting that spot. “Oh, oh, oh, Louis!” “I’m going to thrust into you 5 more times, then you’re going to come.” Louis says, his voice surprisingly deep. Liam slowly opens his eyes, not wanting to miss something he’d be able to use later when he rubs one out in the shower. “Ready?” You whimper an incomprehensible response, and louis steadies himself, taking a firm hold of your waist. Louis closes his eyes, concentrating on his own orgasm. Louis thrusts himself into you once, twice, thrice, each thrust hard and merciless. You groan, and Louis bites his lip so hard he bleeds. By the fourth plunge, your body is trembling with shakes. On the fifth, Louis pulls out of you, and as if on cue, you cum over the sheets with a dry sob, then a scream as your body shudders violently. You collapse; also flipping yourself over to face Louis and Louis jacks himself off over your’ body, moans and swears flowing out of the younger boy’s lungs like air. Streams of white pulsate out of Louis waning erection, landing on your tired form. Louis wobbles, his knees giving out as well as he crumples over you, his arm flailing out to catch himself. Liam can’t help but notice how Louis’s bicep ripples under his own weight, and another tiny moan flees his separated lips. “God, yes.” Louis growls, the hand holding his cock letting go to reach up, slapping you across the face a few times before Louis lowers his head, crashing his lips down. You respond, squeaking quietly as he kisses him back, a handprint visibly forming on your cheek. Louis pulls back, resting his hand on the back of your neck to keep you're foreheads pressed together. “I can taste him on you.” Louis snarls, and it sends a shiver up Liam’s spine. Louis kisses you again, sucking on your lower lip before pulling back to slap you again, your other cheek this time before gripping your jaw, making you focus on Louis blue eyes. “You’re mine. Not his, you’re mine.” Louis says, and Liam smiles at the two. “You’re not Harry's, you’re not Niall’s, you’re mine.” You keep your gaze locked on Louis. “No one else can fuck you.” Louis lets his hand leave your jaw, cupping a handful of your ass before spanking it, hard. “Mine, you hear me?” You nod almost hysterically. “Say it.” “I-I’m yours.” You says, your stare still on Louis. “You’re who’s?” Louis demands, his voice possessive. Your expression is one of awe, and it warms Liam’s heart. “I’m yours, I’m Louis.” You repeat, and a satisfied smile spreads across Louis’s cheeks,. “I’m Louis's, I belong to Louis.” Louis leans down to kiss you, and you wrap yourself around louis, the two of you kissing madly, passionately. Liam gets up, excusing himself from the room, the personal moment. He’d gotten what he wanted, he could go home now.