Niall Imagines

Dirty Work

This is a Dirty imagine as suggested by the title! Only continue reading if you are comfortable! THIS IS NOT MY WORK as i do not perfer to write dirty imagines. All credit goes to the owner

Tonight was probably your worst. Niall just came back from tour yesterday and you never really had your quality time since he was sleeping the whole day. You didn't mind that, it's just that you wanted to scream thinking he still chose to go out and have a drink with his friends rather than spending the night with you. 'Fucking drunkard' you clinched your teeth in frustration, laying flat on the sofa eating ice cream and watching tv. Two hours passed by when you heard the door creek open then shut close. He's home and it's quarter to eleven. How sweet. You watched as he entered, heading straight to the fridge getting some water. 'Hey babe' he said, turning to you. 'Hey' you shot him back neutrally, turning the tv off and heading straight to the bedroom. Just a little bit more, another piece of shit from him tonight then you're gonna explode. Basically, you were ignoring everything. Even the sense of him, following you as you went in. 'You alright babe?' he asks leaning on the door. 'Oh, I feel fucking great, Niall. Thanks. How about you? Did you enjoy your night?' you stared fiercely at him, releasing a heavy sigh and walking to the shower. 'Wait' Niall was trying to pull you to him, gripping your arm. 'Forget it Niall. Just go to bed' you said calmly yet sarcastically, resisting his touches but he followed you to the bathroom anyway. 'I'm sorry okay?' 'Look, keep your sorry's and leave me alone. Let me take a bath and do my own stuff like what you did tonight' you began stripping your clothes off not caring about Niall in there. 'Get out, Nialler' turning to him, you gave him that look, getting back to your bath. Suddenly, you felt someone slide the shower glass open. 'What the f-' his hands were now plastered on your face, pressing his lips onto yours. You tried pushing him away but ended up being pinned on the wall. As much as you would hate to admit it, his kisses were turning you on but then again, you weren't going to give into him that easily. You bit his lower lip, making him pull away. He groaned from the blood coming out. 'For the last time, Niall. Get the fuck out' you pointed to the open door as you stared at him and realizing he wasn't listening since he was busy rubbing his sore lip. Giving up, you sighed moving towards him 'let me see it' he looked at you helplessly, blood still present on the area. 'I'm sorry baby. I guess I bit it too hard. I didn't mean to' you slowly brushed the red liquid off his cherries, trying to put pressure on it. 'Owwww' he twitched. This wasn't doing any good. For a second, you stayed quiet thinking of a better idea. His eyes were narrowed to yours until you caught him off guard; drawing your mouth near his, you licked what was left of the accident and began sucking the lower lip making him moan quietly. When you felt him kiss you back, you pulled away. 'Seriously?' his facial expression could not be drawn. He got even more confused when you tugged his wet shirt. 'Take these off. They're expensive you idiot' a visible smirk was on his face as he slowly slid the material off his body. He eyed you one last time before pulling you back to him, giving you a very good snog. You moaned when he carried you, plastering your back on the wall again. Niall started trailing kisses from your jaw down to your neck and finally, your mounds. 'Shit Niall' you pulled his head down, making him suck a little harder on you sensitive parts. When you started screaming your lungs out, he stopped. 'What is it this time?!!' you squealed in frustration. The only response you got was a sexy smirk which was followed by a question 'Tell me what you want' 'What?' 'I said, tell me what you want' he repeated. You groaned, slamming your head back to the wall slowly, bringing his head closer to you. 'I want you inside me' you whispered. Quickly, he removed all this unnecessary clothing and drove his way inside you. 'Fuck Niall, faster!!' and so he followed your command. Both your hips danced together for a few minutes, moaning each other's names as loud as you can. 'Baby, I'm close' he warned. Three last thrusts then you released your fluids together. You were trying to catch your breath, still wrapping your legs around his waist. 'You better not ditch me next time, Horan' 'I won't. I'm sorry baby' he leaned in one last time and kissed you passionately 'I love you' you said in between the kiss 'I love you too'

NOT MY WORK

-Muskaan