Timing is Everything (Liam Payne)

I am awakened by snickering and lights being turned on. I get up and head to the front. Liam and a couple of friends have come in. They are rather drunk and 'trying' to be quiet.
"Need help boys?" I ask, getting their attention.
"Were hungry so I was going to find something for us to eat" Liam slurs while laughing.
I'm not liking this.
"How about I get the sandwich stuff put out for y'all and can you handle it from there?"
I start laying things out on the bar for them to choose from. Hopefully they wont make too big of a mess or be too loud. I know that's wishful thinking, but I guess I 'd rather them be here than out getting into trouble elswhere. I pat Liams chest as I walk by, he reaks of alcohol and beer, and tell him goodnight and go back to bed. I remember I had put ear plugs in my cosmetic bag and go find them, get my eye mask and crawl back in bed. It will be in everyones best interest that I get some sleep.
All the sleep aids must have worked. I wake up and Liam is not in the bed with me. I get up and go look for him, I find him on the couch. Two other bodies are laid out on another coach asleep also. I nudge him gently to see if he'll go get in the bed. He wakes up and gets in the shower and goes to bed. So what to do with the other two, I guess I let them sleep.
I really need to go shopping. I decide I'll go ahead and get dressed and go, there is no telling when he or they will get up.I go to the kitchen to leave him a note, and it is trashed. No way in hell am I cleaning this up. They'll find it and know they did it. I leave him the note and go to the same mall I went to when I was here before. The place is packed with shoppers. I really have no idea what to get for his dad but I find an gorgeous hand made quilt for his mother. His sisters, hand pianted flower vases. I continue to look for ideas for his dad, I'm clueless.
I decide to take a break, have lunch and people watch. I see a familiar face but am unsure if she recognizes me so I dont say anything and go about eating.
"You're Liam's girl friend, Rachel, right?"
I look up and it is Elenour. "Yes, your right. Have a seat, join me."
She sits down and we talk a little about Christmas and what we have bought everyone. She asks how long I would be in town, how long had I been in town and what we had planned. I tell her and really dont know all the details on his plans. We talk a little more til she is joined by someone, who I had rather not have seen. Sophia. Either Elenour is totally oblivious to what she has been up to or she knows it all. I cant tell. She introduces us and we almost in unison say, "We've met". Not awkward at all. She's senses the tension, says goodbye, nice talking and they leave.
My phone vibrates and I look down to see that Liam has texted me, odd timing.
I'm up finally. Call when you can.
I decide to call him then. He's got a massive hangover as well as the other two. They're eating breakfast and asks if they made the mess in the kitchen, to which I reply, 'none other'. He tells me as soon as he gets rid of them he'll join me so slow down.
I decide to look in most of the shops to waste time and stumble across a lot of interesting things that we dont have in the states. I get the text that he has arrived and wait for him in the particular shop. He comes in and greets me with a hug and a kiss on the head. We shop together and he finds his dad a thick jacket he swears his dad will love, so I get it. We duck in and out of stores like were on some kind of mission and I get the giggles. I feel like I need tactical wear and should be hiding behind doors and walls. He decides hes got everything he's going to get and is ready to go. As were walking out we notice a throng of people. They have encircled Elenour and Sophia.
"Heads down, keep walking and fast" he tells me.
I do as he says and continue til were at a car.
"That was close" he comments.
"So, if you're out by yourself and that happens what do you do?"
"I rarely am able to go out by myself"
I dont say anything because that is just sad to me. I lean over and kiss him on the cheek.
"What was that for?"
"Oh nothing, just for you being you."
We arrive back at the flat and the kitchen has been cleaned up. Its as if there were never three drunk men passed out here just hours ago.
"Go out tonight or cook for me?"
"I'll cook. What would you like?"
I go through the different things we bought and what I could make and decide on stir fry. I may have to improvise on a few things but he'll never know. We eat watching a movie in living room and just enjoy one anothers company.
"So.... when are you.... ya know..."
"One more day" I laugh. I know exactly what he's talking about."When are we going to your parents?"
"In two days. Think we'll stay Christmas Eve and day. All right with you?"
"Fine by me, I'm here til the third."
I take our plates to the kitchen and put them in the sink and join him back on the couch. He leans into me and gets comfortable somewhat between my legs, his head on my chest.
"Get in the floor"
"What?"
"Get in the floor. In front of me and take off your shirt."
"You know, you're really bossy" as he gets in the floor, taking off his shirt.
I put my legs on either side of him and start massaging his shoulders and neck. He needs to relax.
"I need to do the rest of your back, in the floor on on your bed?"
"Bed"
We go to his bedroom and I find some of my lotion and use it. His muscles are rather tense so I have to push rather hard into them. He's moaning. I go all the way down to his lower back naming off the muscle groups as I massage them.
"Are you going to do my butt?"
"Do you want me to, I will?"
"Sure"
"Gluteus maximus" as I push my thumbs into the muscles making sure to break up the fascia to release the muscles. I cant tell if he's hurting or it feels good or maybe a little bit of both. I finish and start working my way back up.
"Hop up"
I get off, not sure of whats going on.
"Front side"
"Ok, you asked for it" I straddle him and start at his shoulders and work down, naming the muscle groups as I go. As I am working my way down, I notice he is rather turned on by the whole thing. I stop at the waistband of his sweat pants.
"You didn't finish. My legs." I pull his pants off, not surprised at all he has no boxers on. I name off the muscles in his legs. I look up at him and notice his head is laid back, he is enjoying this too well. I get to his feet and massage them some. He raises up on his elbows to watch me. I put his foot down and slowly crawl up him. Lightly blowing on his very hard cock. I raise up and take off my shirt and remove my bra. I take his cock between my breasts and move up and down stroking him with them. I finish doing that and take his sack in my hands gently massaging him. I start to stroke him. I start giving the anatomical correct name for where I touch, and in between each name I go down and lick the tip of his cock. When I am finished, I go down on him all the way, still holding his balls in my hand, massaging him. Each time I go up I let my thumb follow me up his length, putting a little pressure on it. I feel him looking at me and glanse up at him. He has his arm behind him resting his head on it so he can watch what I am doing. I continue to go down on him and speed it up a little. When he is about to come I release him and finish him off with my hand, come spilling on my hand his stomach. I go up to him and kiss him, he holds me there and kisses me back with a passionate kiss.
"Clean you up or you gonna get in the shower"
He looks down, "Doesnt matter."
I go wash may hands and get a warm wash cloth and clean him up. He pulls me into him and kisses me. "How do you know all the techincal terms?"
"Biology major, advertising was my minor. Two totally different fields, but both I really enjoy. Rachel 101. There's a lot about me you dont know." I tell him this as I am putting back on my shirt and handing him some boxers.
"Tell me something else I dont know"
"Went on a sports scholarship my freshman year but dropped it and got accepted for academic scholarship to finish it out."
He is truly stumped. "What sport"
"Softball, second base."
He is at a loss for words. I sit up on the bed, cross legged, looking at him. "What else do you want to know? I can cook, hunt and fish. I can do most of the jobs on my parents land, but you probably knew that. I can shoot and bow hunt and I'm pretty good at it. I didnt become 'refined' until my junior year of college when I realized I had to go into the cooperate world and be professional."
"Wow. I would have never guessed."
"Well, now you know.I hide it well. Not that I'm ashamed of it, its just never brought up because people dont see that side of me."
"Anything you want to know about me, just google it" He laughs.
"Oh, and I can kick your ass. You do not want to go there with me"
By the look on his face, he believes me. He should, he could google the guy who tried to rape me in college.
I'll leave that information for another day, another month or maybe never.

Notes

Wasn't sure if I would get it up, but ta da! It's up.

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