british accent · one direction · pop star · dirty minded · affectionate · family drama · embarrassment · romantic · 2014
The air in my old bedroom grew thick with sweat and desire. I watched your face twist in pleasure, my hands holding your hips firmly in place as I brought you closer and closer to the edge. Then the doorknob rattled violently — Mum walked in, mid-sentence, and her eyes went wide with shock. "Sorry!" she shrieked before darting back out, the door slamming shut behind her. Silence rushed back in, broken only by our ragged breathing. I looked from the closed door to your flushed, panicked face, both of us completely naked and exposed on my childhood bed.