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Snake Eyes (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fic)

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Loren POV

The buzz of the alarm clock pulls me out of my peaceful slumber, but I don’t mind. I was excited to go on this short trip with Perrie and, hopefully, come back a new girl. I’ve never taken the time to get all glammed up and wear form-fitting clothing, nor did my father approve before. However, a new life is awaiting me with Louis and I so want this new look to go along with it. I want him to be proud to be seen in public with me. More so, I need this for a confidence boost to face the media circus that comes part and parcel with Louis' fame as I step away from my life of seclusion.

The only problem in waking up right now is that I’m so comfortable lying on top of Louis. I really hate to leave him, but the sooner I go the sooner I get back to him. In fact, after only two nights, I’m afraid I might not sleep as well without him. Last night was fairly intense with the conversation we had. When he actually begged me to love him, I was stupefied. I couldn’t believe he really wanted me and it took forever to get the courage to answer him.

Okay, I need to force myself out of bed or I’ll never get moving. I pop my head off his chest and look at Louis' sweet face. He looks so innocent when he’s sleeping that you’d never suspect he’s such a little hellion. Slowly, I pull myself up until I’m sitting up and straddling him. I stretch and run my hands through my hair and prepare to dismount my fiancé.


Well, it appears he’s awake. I look down to see if he’s perhaps talking in his sleep. Nope, he’s awake and his eyes look dark and send shivers down my spine.

“Morning,” I say shyly and place my hands on Louis’ chest.

“Jesus, do you have any idea what you’ve done woman?” I look at him confused by his words.

“Good morning to you too," which earns him an eye roll, "and no, I didn’t do anything. I just woke up,” I defend myself.

“Yes you have. I open my eyes to see your naked body sat on me in a straddle, stretching with your head thrown back, and now I’m rock hard because all I can think of right now is fucking you senseless,” he smirks and I feel my entire body blush at his crude words. Then, he rocks against me to prove his point; his hardened length against me should not shock me anymore, but it does.

“Louis!!!” I go to cover my chest, but he’s too fast and captures my wrists and pulls me down into a kiss. “You are so crude,” I scoff.

“And you look so fucking hot right now. This is exactly how I want you on our wedding night so I can watch you take me,” he murmurs against my lips, rocking again, and I try to ignore his words and actions and the fire he’s igniting deep inside me, but it’s impossible.

“You’re crazy. I need to get ready to leave with Perrie this morning,” I attempt to pull away from him, but he doesn’t relent his hold on me.

“No. You are not leaving me,” he whines, “we can just tell everyone you left and we’ll hide in bed for two days,” he murmurs against my neck and places kisses on every inch of skin he can reach.

“Don’t you think they’ll get suspicious when I look exactly the same in two days with no new clothes? And, what are we going to do with Perrie?” I ask pretending to be serious.

“We’ll join a nudist colony so you don’t need clothes. As for Perrie, we’ll tie her up and lock her in a room,” he reasons.

“Sounds perfect,” I say rolling my eyes at his ridiculousness, “now let me up big boy so I can get ready.” I give him a peck and again attempt to get out of bed unsuccessfully.

“Big boy,” he says wiggling his eyebrows.

“Yes, unless that’s a baseball bat I feel under my bum,” I say with a raised eyebrow and Louis erupts with laughter.

“Boa constrictor, baseball bat – if you only knew how flattered I am love,” he rolls his hips under me yet again and this time I gasp at the sensation as he rubs against a particularly sensitive spot.

“Can we not talk about your anatomy? I’d like to get a shower before breakfast,” I sass.

“Mmmmm. Excellent idea. Up you go baby,” he says. I prepare to get up when he surprises me by sitting us both up, grabbing onto my waist, and hoisting us up from the bed leaving me with no choice but to wrap my legs around his middle.

“What are you doing?” I ask scandalized.

“Taking you to the shower.”

“No funny business,” I warn.

“Baby, nothing I am about to do to you is funny,” he says with a smoldering look on his face that turns my insides into a quivering mass of jelly.

“Louis!!!” I yell for the second time in as many minutes.

“Yes, that’s a good warm up. I’ll have you yelling my name out again shortly,” he says with a smirk. I can’t even respond to him so I bury my face in his neck.

We make it to the bathroom and I cling onto him for dear life. He remembers where the shower controls are located and holds me up against the wall, pinned there by his body, while he fiddles with the knobs. When he finishes, he puts his arm back around me and we enter the shower and he slides me down his body and says nothing – just stands there looking at me.

“Turn around,” his voice is husky and makes me want to combust on the spot. I comply because he does not sound like he’s to be joked with or disobeyed. My back now facing his front, I brace myself for whatever he has planned.

Moments later, I’m surprised when I feel the lavender scented sponge on my right shoulder. Louis pulls my hair over my left shoulder and begins lathering my neck, shoulders, and back with the perfumed sponge. He wraps his arms around me from behind and begins washing the front of my body, starting at my collarbones and working his way down. When he reaches my breasts, he massages one with his free hand while washing the other with the sponge and then turns his attention to the other. My body betrays me and arches into his hands, pressing my bum against his groin and I can’t control the moan that escapes my lips at the feel of his touch. Keeping one hand on my left breast, Louis lowers the sponge swiping over my abdomen, hips, and then down to my intimate area. His free hand drops down to join the other and he pulls me up against him and massages my clit. He drops the sponge and teases my entrance with the fingers of his other hand. Louis sucks harshly on my neck and I throw my head back in pleasure.

“Oh Louis,” is all I manage to get out before I moan again.

“Does that feel good baby?” He whispers seductively in my ear and I swear my knees buckle and I feel his hold tighten on me.

“Mmmmmm,” again I am quite the linguist. My ability to think or speak has dissolved, I can only feel Louis.

“Wash my back?” Louis asks and I think it takes me a little while to snap out of the trance because he chuckles as he peppers my neck and shoulder with kisses. God, he’s such a tease. Finally, I nod because still no coherent speech ushers from my lips.

I reach down to take up the sponge. Turning around, I wrap my arms around his neck and close the distance between us. Without thinking, I kiss him and surprise him so that I easily plunge my tongue into his mouth. He moans and holds me to him so tight that I can barely breathe. My eyes roll back into my head as he thrusts powerfully against me. Louis reaches down and grabs my right leg behind the knee and pulls it up to wrap against his waist.

“I thought you wanted me to wash your back?” I ask half gasping for air, half laughing.

“Fuck it. I’d rather get dirty with you.” He lifts me off the ground and walks to the sauna bench where he lays me and follows me down with his body until he’s completely on top of me between my legs. He wraps my other leg around his middle and I know I should be nervous about what he might do, but I trust him. He grinds against me and I respond to the pleasure the sensation his body rubbing against mine creates. My mouth forms an ‘o’, but I make no sound.

“Lor, I can’t handle you leaving me. I don’t know what I’m going to do,” he sounds desperate as he grinds against me. “I need you.” Every word shatters my insides and all I can think of is how much I want this man.

“Two days,” is all I choke out before another moan takes over as he grinds on top of me again. All I can think is we need to set this wedding date fast. It’s going to be me, not him, who caves in before the wedding night. “Lou, we need to stop,” I whine unconvincingly – mainly because I don’t want to stop.

“No, I need more of you,” he states authoritatively. He grinds on me again powerfully and this time when I arch up into him, he assaults my breasts like his life depends on it and lets out a high-pitched whine. Louis bites down on my nipple and flicks his tongue back and forth while he twists the other between his fingers. My body is a raging inferno and he is the fuel that continues to feed it.

Louis turns his attention to my other breast and I swear, in this moment, I’d let him do anything to me he wanted. I hold onto his hair so tightly I hear him groan and I grind upward matching his rhythm. My mind can’t comprehend that anything could feel more amazing than how close our bodies are right now.

“Lor, God. It hurts. You gotta help me out baby,” Louis chokes out and he sounds like he’s in pain.

“What’s wrong?” I can’t mask the alarm in my voice.

“I need to cum. I’m gonna have blue balls if you don’t get me off.”

I panic because I don’t know what to do. Before, I was afraid to hurt him by touching him. Now that I know he’s already in pain, I’m petrified, but he obviously needs a release.

“What do you want me to do Lou?” I feel like an idiot having to ask instead of knowing what to do, but I don’t want to make a wrong move.

“Here,” he pulls me up and switches positions with me. “Since you woke me up this is all I’ve been thinking about – you on top of me. Ride me out baby.” I’d love to sass him and tell him he’s only been awake a little while, but this is definitely not the time to be feisty with him – especially when he grips my hips and our groins collide causing a delicious sensation.

Louis keeps one hand on my hip and the other stroking my chest. When we grind into each other again, I feel pressure start to build deep inside me and I crave more because it feels so good. Something about the water showering us adds to the intensity of the sensation. Before long, I let my body take over and I can sense Louis has given up control to me. Without hesitation, I stroke his tip and the part of his shaft that’s visible aggressively. I grind into him and I watch him throw his head back and thrash as his eyes roll back into his head and mouth opens to release a moan.

"More baby, please," he begs and I feel powerful. I increase my efforts and Louis’s body shifts from flaying erratically to tensing up. “Oh! Yes! That’s it! Don’t stop baby!” He yells as he reaches his climax. This is the most animated he’s been so I feel confident that I satisfied him. After he comes down, he pulls me to him and kisses me for what seems like forever.

“All better?” I ask playfully and smirk. Louis returns my expression.

“Yes. Thank you love. I should return the favor,” he winks and his hand starts to shift downward, but I stop him.

“No, you’ve already tired me out and I have to get ready,” I scold.

Louis pouts, but I ignore him and jump up from the bench, heading into the cross stream to shampoo my hair. Louis joins me and steals kisses while we finish showering. Louis follows me out and sweeps me off my feet and takes us back into the bedroom. Will he never let me walk anywhere on my own this morning? Unceremoniously, I’m dropped onto the bed.

“No, no more. I call uncle!” He laughs at me.

“I just want to snuggle awhile before you leave me.” He makes puppy dog eyes at me and I can’t resist him.

“Okay, ten minutes and then I need to get dressed.”

Louis curls up next to me, but we are face to face. We don’t really talk, just look at each other and smile. It’s kind of nice to not feel the need to speak every second. It’s a comfortable silence. I feel so relaxed I sense that I’m starting to drift off and I don’t fight it.

I must only have lightly dozed because a clicking sound seems to be pulling me back into consciousness and irritating me. A few seconds later, I hear it again. My eyes flutter and then pop open in horror when I see that Louis has his phone aimed at my naked body snapping pictures.

“What in the hell are you doing?!” I yell and reach for his phone, but Louis’ reflexes are too quick.

“I’m starting our family photo album,” he justifies his actions.

“With naked pictures? Are you mad? Delete those now!” I am livid.

“No. You’re going off and I want to remember you like this.” How does he manage to stun me with his words so often?

“Why would you want to remember me like this? I can’t wait to forget it!”

“You’re so lovely and innocent. I don’t want to every forget this.”

“You’re an idiot! Delete them now!”

“No. You’re not even naked. Your arm is across your chest.”

“I don’t care. I don’t want half-naked pictures of me anywhere.” I take another unsuccessful dive at his phone.

“No, but if you text me some lingerie pics, I’ll consider it,” he says a little too proudly.

“You, my love, are a pervert.” I attempt to distract him while going in for a fake kiss and diving for the phone – again unsuccessfully. Ughhhh.

“Yes, and proud of it!” He jumps out of bed and begins dressing, tucking his phone inside his front jeans pocket. The ass. He knows I won’t try to take it from there and he knows that I know he did it on purpose as evidenced by the smug look on his face.

A little over an hour later, Louis and I are in the limo with Zayn and Perrie. When we arrive at the airport’s private jet terminal, the guys escort us onto the plane.

“This is your ‘little’ jet?” Zayn asks me looking dumbstruck.

“Yes. It only seats 36. My father’s jet seats 72. Doesn’t One Direction have its own jet?”

“Yes love, but it only seats 12 – and we thought that was something amazing. This jet is simply incredible,” Louis says looking all around the plane.

“Oh,” I utter another fabulous answer for the day as I try to hide by embarrassment. I’m not so out of touch that I know the number of people who own jets like this is small, but I assume – incorrectly - the guys have a jet larger than mine by how famous they appear. Hopefully, my ignorance did not come across as snobbish.

“You really are clueless to your wealth love,” Louis chuckles as he walks towards me and wraps his arms around me. I’m going to miss these hugs the next two days.

“No more you two or we’ll never leave! It was bad enough watching all that snogging on the way over here,” Perrie jokes and gives an exaggerated shudder.

“Yeah, they all say how bad we are, but the two of you are pathetic,” Zayn adds. I feel myself blushing all over.

“Not apologizing to you two tossers,” Louis replies and kisses me in an over exaggerated manner just to irritate Zayn and Perrie. I swat at him until I break free. Thankfully, the pilot enters the cabin to save the day.

“Hello Raul. How’s my baby doing today?” I ask my longtime pilot.

“Good morning Miss Franchescho. She’s all checked and ready for take-off,” he replies proudly.

“Wonderful. We’ll kick these two out and be ready to go in a few minutes,” I point my thumb to Louis and Zayn who make pouty faces at my words.

“Okay, just let Eloise know when you are ready to seal the hatch,” Raul says as he retreats to the cockpit.

“These two? Zayn, did you hear that? We’re ‘these two’? I’m hurt,” Louis continues his pouting and he’s just too adorable.

“Oh did someone get their feelings hurt?” I tease.

“Yes. Their fragile manhood cannot handle anything other than being the center of the universe,” Perrie replies.

“Good to know,” I respond with a nod and we both laugh at the guys’ expense. Without warning, Zayn and Louis grab us and both of them have devilish looks in their eyes.

“I better be the center of your universe,” Louis demands.

“And I, yours,” Zayn demands of Perrie.

“If it makes you feel better to think so, then yes you are Zayn,” she pecks him on the lips and he’s mollified. Louis continues to stare and raises his eyebrow awaiting my response.

“Yes. Center of my entire universe. Are you happy?” I fake exasperation and Louis looks like he just won some great prize as he flashes a million megawatt smile.

“Delirious,” he responds.

“Fabulous. Now off with you both,” I shoo him, but he doesn’t budge.

“Kiss goodbye first baby,” he just had to call me baby again and make me want to take him with me. I laugh as I hear Zayn and Perrie make choking sounds as Louis’ sappiness. He pulls me to him and kisses me until I am weak in the knees are ready to faint.

“Mate, let her go before she passes out,” I barely hear Zayn, but I feel him try to pull me away from Louis’ clutches. I struggle to catch my breath.

“Oh my God. Zayn get him out of here before they have sex in front of us,” Perrie jokes and I want to crawl behind a row of seats and hide.

“Bye babe. Good luck Loren,” Zayn gives Perrie a quick peck and shoves a reluctant Louis towards the open hatch.

“I’ll miss you Lor,” Louis whine as Zayn continues to shove him to the entrance and I laugh at his ridiculousness.

“Miss you too Lou,” I blow him a kiss and wave as he disappears outside.

“Quick Eloise! Batten down the hatch before that maniac returns!” Perrie shouts and we both erupt in laughter. Eloise magically appears and does Perrie’s bidding and the two of us head towards the lounge seats to get comfortable and buckle in for take-off.

About 30 minutes into the flight, Perrie and I are enjoying champagne and strawberries while she tells me all about the fashion line up for the next two days – it’s a little overwhelming. I decide it’s time for me to tackle a serious topic with Perrie as embarrassing as this is for me.

“Perrie, can I talk to you about something?” I choke out.

“You can talk to me about anything Loren. What’s going on?” She appears to really be concerned.

“Well, I don’t really know where to start. Um. I guess what you said earlier when the boys were on the plane-“

“Oh no! Did I offend you? I’m so sorry I crossed the line! It’s that I feel like I’ve known you forever and I guess I just took that familiarity too far-“ this time I cut her off.

“No Perrie, that’s not it at all. I’m so happy we’ve made fast friends. It’s about me and Louis.”

“If you tell me there is trouble in paradise, I’ll call you a liar,” she points a finger at me.

“No, no trouble. I love him. It’s just that I have no one else who I can talk to about this issue.”

“Whatever it is, I’m here to listen Loren. Tell me what’s bothering you.”

“It’s so embarrassing. Ughhh. Okay. Earlier, when you commented about Louis and I having sex in front of you. Well, we haven’t. Ever. I haven’t. Ever.” I spit out feeling ridiculous.

“You’re a virgin?!” Yeah, Perrie is in shock.

“Yes,” I say meekly.

“Oh my God! He REALLY is in love with you! Louis doesn’t wait for any girl and he’s the most sexual person I know,” Perrie shouts freaking out with her arms waving wildly. The last part about him being so sexual and not waiting for any girl surprises me. I thought he said he only had two girlfriends.

“You say that like he has sex every day,” I try to joke.

“Pretty close to it Loren before you came along,” she’s serious.

“Are you kidding me? Louis told me he only had two girlfriends,” I retort.

“True, he only had two girlfriends, but Loren the boy is sex on legs. Until about six months ago, he had a girl on every concert stop." My stomach turns and I feel sick. Actually, I am going to be sick.

“Excuse me,” I rush to the on board restroom to empty the contents of my stomach in the toilet. I hear Perrie rush down the aisle and to my side.

“Loren, I’m so so sorry babe. I thought he would have told you about his past. But, it’s just that. The past. Like I said, six months ago he suddenly went celibate and it must have been after you got together with him.”

Now I am sick and intrigued. I didn’t know Louis six months ago, but they all think we were together. I am furious at him for not telling me the whole truth about his sexual past, but I am more curious to know what changed his behavior. Obviously we have some talking to do when I return because I have to be able to trust him.

“No Perrie. Thank you for telling me the truth. Louis and I need to talk about this. He should have told me this himself. I’ll make him pay for it though.”

“Good, you should. Any ideas?”

“Yes, but I’ll wait until the right opportunity to zing him,” I wink.

“You feel well enough to sit back down love?”

“Yes. Let’s go.” We amble back to our seats and after composing myself, I’m ready to return back to the topic of conversation. “Before that little revelation, I was going to ask you for help. When it comes to sex and birth control, I know nothing. Now I’m more nervous than ever knowing Louis’ been with a lot of girls. I want to be able to satisfy him, but I’m clueless,” I just let it all out. She might as well know how inept I am because I need more help than I realized.

“It’s obvious he can’t control himself around you because he can’t keep his mouth or hands off of you. So, I think he’s so hot for you he wouldn’t notice if you filed your nails while he had his way with you,” she laughs and I turn beet red.

“Considering he’s been with a cross-section of the earth, I think I need to do better than filing my nails,” I respond.

“Okay, so how far have you two gone?” She asks with a raised eyebrow wanting all the dirty details.

“We’ve been naked,” I mumble.

“That’s a good start,” she winks.

“I don’t know. He’s the only person I’ve even kissed.”

“You’ve kissed naked. That’s it?” She looks mortified.

“No,” I want to crawl into a hole for starting this conversation.

“Well, what else? Don’t be embarrassed. I can’t help if you don’t tell me.”

“Promise me you won’t tell Zayn?”

“Promise. Now spill.”

“We’ve slept in the same bed, naked. We’ve showered and taken a bath together a couple of times and we touch each other.” My hands cover my face as I make my confession.

“Ohhhh. He’s really restraining himself. I’m surprised he doesn’t have blue balls.” My eyes almost pop out of my head as Louis’ words from this morning come back to haunt me. “He’s been close to it, hasn’t he?” Perrie asks knowing what my response is before I nod my head.

“So, has he only touched you with his hands?”

“No, his mouth too.” I feel the urge to leap out of the plane rather than continue the conversation.

“Has he put his mouth on your entire body?”

“Yes,” I squeak and she giggles.

“Loren, stop being so embarrassed. We’re all virgins at one point and don’t think Zayn and I haven’t done a whole lot of crazy sexual stuff – because we have. So, don’t feel self-conscious.” Her words actually do make me feel better.

“We’ve established Louis knows what he’s doing. I’ve done nothing more than touch him with my hands. The only thing I do know is I need to get on birth control before the wedding night because he said he won't use condoms.”

“Okay, now we’re getting somewhere. Do you two definitely want to wait to have kids?”

“Yes, a little while until all this touring is over.” We haven't really talked about it that much, but who would want to have a baby while the father is touring?

“Then, you want to either get a Depo shot or take the pill. If you take the pill, then you know exactly where you are with your birth control. You just have to follow all the instructions. Do you think we can get you into your doctor when we get back? You’re going to need a good two weeks after you start taking it before you’re good to go.”

“I can call his office when we land.”

“Issue one resolved and I’ll go with you for moral support. Now we need to address your sex education.”

“Dear God. Is there that much to learn?” I mean really, how much can there be to it?

“Loren, I don’t want to scare you, but we need to prepare you with how to handle Louis in bed. Tonight, we’ll have a drink and put on some adult movies,” Perrie says matter-of-fact.

“What?!! You want me to watch porn?” I’m mortified.

“Babe, knowing Louis, what you are going to watch still will pale in comparison to what he is capable of doing. It’s the easiest way for you to learn.” I gulp, loudly, and a shiver goes down my spine. I’m terrified and excited all at once.

“Oh no! The guys must think I'm doing those things with him now! I want to die!" I hold my face in my hands. "Okay, I’ll do it,” I say resigning myself to my fate.

“Perfect and don't worry about what those idiots think. Now, if you have any bananas on this tin can, I can help you start the first lesson.”

I shake my head and ring for Eloise to bring us a bowl of bananas from the galley. This is going to be an interesting and educational two days with Perrie.


Sorry for the long wait! My massive project at work is done. I still have one more to complete in the next few weeks, but it won't consume my free time. So, the next update will be coming much faster than this one did.

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Hey please update while its the summer holidays even though zayn and perrie broke up and zayn let keep it how it is I really like this book

Hey please update while its the summer holidays even though zayn and perrie broke up and zayn let keep it how it is I really like this book

Hey please update while its the summer holidays even though zayn and perrie broke up and zayn let keep it how it is I really like this book