One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Wet Dreams //Niall, Liam//

Warning: Mature content. In case you haven't noticed, I changed the rating on this story. There has been requests for Smuts, so that's what I'll be writing. I don't usually write smuts, so please go easy with any criticism.

Niall: You were in bed with your boyfriend Niall. Niall was fast asleep, while you were reading your favorite novel. You flipped to the next page. Your eyes scanning over the words on the page. You felt Niall roll over. His arms wrapped around your torso. You looked down at him sleeping. You smile softly, hearing the snores slips from his parted lips. His blonde hair was flat against his forehead. You ran your hand through it, as you did this Niall began to rock his hips into your legs. What the-? You look down at him amused. A low moan escaped his mouth and you smacked a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing.
"Mm y/n just like that..." He moans in his sleep, bucking his hips. You could see his face turning red, as a sheer layer of sweat began to appear on his skin.
"Niall." You shook him softly. He was too into his dream to wake up. You could feel little Niall expand in his sweats.
"Niall." You shook him again.
"I'm so close babe-"
"Niall!" You shout making him jump up. He sat up rubbing his eyes.
"Why'd you do that for, eh?" He asks grogily. You point to his pants.
"What- oh..sorry." He said sheepishly, getting up to go to the bathroom.

Liam: "Liam? I'm home." You walk up the stairs to your shared apartment with your boyfriend. You were greeted with silence.
You got to the top of the stairs and took off your jacket.
"Li?" You pushed your bedroom door open. Liam was laying in bed, basically humping the pillow. You could tell he was asleep.
"Ugh y/n you're so tight." He moans. You rolled your eyes at him. You were so use to him having wet dreams. This was routine.
"Liam, baby?" You sat on the edge of the bed. Liam rolled over, giving you more of a view to what was going on. His little, well big friend was forming a tent in his pants. You traced his lips, watching him sleep.
"Li, if you wake up, I'll help you with your problem." You tried to bribe him. Liam groans pushing your hand away. You pout and climb onto the bed, straddling him. Once you did this, his eyes flew open.
"Hey babe." He smiles pecking your lips.
"Having fun?" You smirk, moving around on his lap. Liam bit his lips.
"Uh huh."