Remember: everything Liam says is made up.

"nghh... oh fuck! yes.. enghh" he groans loudly as he continues to move faster and more rough overwhelms you. he pulled your face to look back at the mirror when you try to lower your head. "don't look away from the mirror or your roundness will increase" he threatened, then make it deeper and move harder behind your back. you moans in frustration with tears coming out, your body collides with the dresser in front of you everytime he moves "said if you're sorry and won't go to the bar again without my permission, let alone using an open dress like that. SAY IT!"