1D smut book

niall - small talk

credits: me (wattpad)
warnings: smut, mentions of smut, daddy kink
word count: ~1k

It started out like any other show, you watched from backstage as Niall performed. But tonight something was different, every note he sung and every movement he made had you aching for him. You didn't think it could get any worse, but you spoke too soon. You heard the opening to "Small Talk" and mentally cursed.

Seeing him throw his head back with a slight moan in one part had you soaking through the flimsy fabric of your panties. As soon as the show was over you ran to his dressing room, pulling off your clothes and laying on the small couch.

"Fuck," You breathed as your fingers made circles on your clit, trying to relieve the built up tension. Soft moans and whimpers fell from your mouth, too focused on reaching your high to realize you weren't alone.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Niall's voice broke you out of your trance. Pulling your hand off your body, you saw him standing at the end of the couch, steam practically coming out of his ears.

"I-I, I didn't-" You stuttered, trying to find some sort of excuse.

"Spit it out, angel." You stayed silent, knowing you didn't have a good excuse. He walked over, towering over your desperate body. "You know you shouldn't touch yourself without my permission." His hand roughly grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

"Please, Niall." He slapped your cheek, his hands stinging your face.

"'S not my name, is it, darling?" He tilted his head, taunting you.

"Please, Daddy." You corrected, a grin taking over his face at the name.

"On your knees." Scrambling to the floor, you knelt on the scratchy carpet. You went to unbutton his pants but his hands quickly slapped them away. "No touching, baby." Whimpering at his words, you watched as he removed all his clothing.

"Daddy please, I need you." You whined but were quickly cut off by Niall's hands pulling your hair.

"Shut the fuck up, you'll take what I give you." His words barely registered in your head as you opened your mouth and he forced you onto his cock. A salty taste filled your mouth as he did a few test-thrusts, making sure you were okay. After he knew you could handle it, he picked up his face, fucking your mouth.

"Fuck, you like that, angel? You like me fucking your mouth?" You choked around his cock as you bobbed your head up and down. The sound of Niall fucking your mouth and his moans filled the room. You could feel him getting close right before he pulled away. "You okay?"

"I need you so bad, Daddy." Your words were raspy due to the previous assault on your throat. Niall said nothing, pulling you up by wrapping a large hand around your throat. He sat on the small couch and pulled your body over his so your lap was across his. "Count." Was all he said before landing a smack on your ass.

"O-One," You breathed out, the pain sending pleasure throughout your body. "Two," You couldn't even think about anything else other than him.

"F-Fifteen," When your "punishment" if you could call it that, was finally over you were actually dripping onto his thighs.
"Makin' a mess of m'thighs, angel." One of his fingers ran through your folds, swiping across your wetness.

"Please, Daddy, I need you so bad, I can't." Tears started to pool in your eyes. Once again, he had no reply. Niall pulled you up by your hair, forcing you to walk backwards until your bare back came in contact with the wall.
"Do y'really think I'd give you want y'want just because of some tears?" He faked sympathy as he wiped them off from underneath your eyes. He brought his lips to your ear, "You're gonna get whatever I give you, without complaining."

"Daddy please, I promise I won't disobey you again, just please fuck me." The tears he wiped away finally fell, mascara running down your cheeks.

"You asked for it, angel." His words confused you, but that confusion was quickly wiped away when he pushed into you. Niall gave you no time to adjust to his size, quickly thrusting in and out of you.

"O-Oh my god, you're so big, Daddy. Feels so good." You were a complete mess under him, the sound of your moans reverberated throughout the small room. He snaked a hand around your throat and his rings digging into your throat. The lack of air only added to the heightening pleasure coursing through your veins.

"Open your mouth," You were confused but did so anyways. It was a pleasurable surprise when he spit into your mouth. "Swallow."
"F-Fuck!" You moaned. He slapped your cheek once more.

"This what you wanted? To be fucked like a whore?" He growled into your ear, his pace never once faltering. "Gotta be quiet f'me, don't want everyone to hear you moaning under me like a cockslut," His words made you clench around him and moan louder, causing him to cover your mouth with his other hand.

"Oh, you'd like that, though, wouldn't you? Everyone watching while you fall apart f'me, such a fucking whore." His words were degrading, but they only spurred you on and brought you closer to your release.

"Daddy, fuck, please I can't, I need to cum. Please let me cum, I've been a good girl." You sobbed, desperate to cum.

"Yeah? C'mon then, cum f'me, show me how good you are." Those words were all you needed and you fell off the edge. Your entire body shook and eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt him finish inside of you. The exhaustion quickly took over as the adrenaline wore off, your body would've collapsed onto the floor if it wasn't for Niall holding you up. "Are you okay, angel? I didn't go too hard, did I?" You opened your eyes to see him stroking your hair while bringing you over to the couch.

"No, it was amazing, Ni, you're amazing." He could barely understand what you were saying because of how slurred together your words were.

"C'mon, let's get home so we can properly clean you up." Niall tried his best to put your clothes back on your mostly limp body. "Thank you for t'night, I love you. My perfect angel."