One Direction One Shots 1

High (Niall)

High I rolled over on the cream sheets to get a glimpse at my phone. 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Of course it was that time. I looked back over at the sleeping man next to me. The blonde ends and brown roots of his hair were ruffled and his lips looked kissable; his chest raised and fell at a slow pace and his pale body glistened in the afternoon sun; his fit yet still boyish stomach met his light brown happy trail and I licked my lips. He looked so peaceful so I let him sleep instead of letting my hormones kick in and wake him up to fuck. I got off the bed and groggily walked over to the shower. I shed my attire and let my body melt in the heated water. When I was done I threw my hair into a bun on top of my head and put on one of Niall’s tanks, a pair of black regular knickers, and black leggings, figuring today would be just another lazy Sunday. I thought there was no point in trying to make regular 1p.m. food so I decided to make something I was really craving- brownies. I couldn’t help but think of why I wouldn’t treat my hard working boyfriend and wake him up to the smell of his favorite treat. I was making a cup of tea while I waited when a pair of hands gripped my waist from behind and a chin dug into the crevice placed where my neck and collarbone met. I sighed a smile because he knew that was a small sweet spot of mine. “Morning, love,” his rugged Irish voice rung through my ears. I turned my body around and placed my hands on his bare chest. He was wearing grey sweats and his white Calvin Klein’s peaked out at the top. I looked into his usual bright blue eyes and saw that little hint of grey they always got when he first woke up, or when he was horny; I was hoping it was both. I placed a kiss on his lips and they worked in sync. I always thought our lips fit perfectly together along with our bodies; they were puzzle pieces and I swore every little nook and cranny of our bodies were equipped for each other. His tongue snaking across my lips interrupted my thoughts. I opened my mouth slowly and our tongues met each other and caressed the other. His grip on my waist tightened as his tongue moved around my orifice. I removed my lips from his suddenly and smirked. I bit my lip before innocently asking, “You just woke up, you sure you aren’t hungry? I’m making brownies.” I gripped my forgotten tea from behind me and chugged down the cooled down substance. Niall stole the cup from me and placed it somewhere before lowering his head to my ear and taking my earlobe between his teeth. He tugged on the flesh and growled, “I’m fucking starving,” he gripped my hips tighter and fit his fingers into the waistband of my leggings and panties, “will you give me what I want?” I gulped, “W-what do you want baby?” He darkly snickered before moving my body on top of the counter behind me. His lips attached to my sweet spot and I let out a low moan. He grinned against my neck, “I think you know what I want baby.” He pulled down my pants and knickers and the cold air brushed against my hot center. I breathed in through my teeth and my back arched. Niall’s middle and ring finger played at my swollen clit as he pecked all the marks he gave me last night and sucked and nibbled on the mark-free parts of my neck. He worked up to my jaw and kissed all up and down the bone. He made his way to my lips and went to kiss me. He stopped before his pink lips met mine and they brushed against each other. He smirked and played with my entrance. As much as I loved teasing him I couldn’t handle the torment myself and I arched my hips forward and his calloused fingertips went inside my womanhood. He chuckled and removed his fingers. “Ni, baby please, t-touch me,” I weakly begged. He lowered onto his knees and placed his hands on my thighs. He stared at my glistening heat and bellowed in anticipation. I moved my arse forward on the counter to get him closer to giving me what I needed. He looked up at me and we held eye contact as his face buried itself between my legs. His hot breathe hit my area and my hips bucked. His grip tightened on my thighs as he licked up and down my slit. My hands gripped his hair and my hips grinded his face and I whined, silently begging for more. His hands moved up to my pelvis and he held it down. His tongue flicked at my clit a few times before he shoved the pink muscle into my sex. My walls clenched around it and he moaned as his tongue worked in and out of me. The vibrations moved throughout me and my whole body shuddered. He curved his tongue up and his nose bumped into my clit. “Fuck baby, don’t stop,” I groaned out. I pushed his face into me more and my stomach clenched as he continued eating me out. My orgasm creeped up on me and I was getting closer and closer. My head fell back as he continued working wonders with his mouth. He gave one final push with his tongue and I was thrown off the edge. I released as my body froze and my eyes fell shut. I held tight onto his hair as I rode my high out. Niall drank me and gave my clit a kiss before lifting up and licking his lips. “Fuck you are so hot like that,” he breathed out. I panted heavily before gripping his neck and bringing him forward and our lips met. My tongue immediately went into his mouth and my hand snaked down to his bulge. I gripped his hard-on and started rubbing him through the material. He groaned into my mouth and I got off the counter. “You ready for the return baby?” I said playing with his waistbands. He sighed as I got on my knees and began to pull down the sweats until a knock interrupted me. “Keep going baby, they’ll leave if we ignore them,” Niall impatiently sighed. “No, go get the door Niall,” I said standing and pulling up my panties. “Come here y/n, it’s Tony.” I shrieked and ran to the door and gave my bestfriend a hug. “Hey Tony, I see you pulled through!” I spoke, releasing him from my grip. “I sure did,” he spoke as he lifted the plastic bag filled with the green, already ground up herb. “Ugh, I fucking love you Tony. Hey Ni, babe?” Niall was in the kitchen taking out the brownies, “Yeah?” “Would you mind getting my wallet? And thanks for taking out the brownies.” He mumbled something I couldn’t quite understand but went to go get my wallet. I smiled back at Tony and looked around to make sure no one was watching. I grabbed the bag and observed it more. “Grams?” I asked. “10 or so. So it’s gonna cost you €40.” “Damn, this a lot. I’m excited!” I jumped up and down with glee. Tony laughed and then silenced, “Question, why the fuck aren’t you wearing pants?” “Shit I totally forgot,” I embarrassingly laughed out, “and you kinda interrupted something…” “Here you go babe.” I turned around to my flustered Irishman. I grabbed the wallet and pulled out the 40 euro. I handed it to him and waved goodbye before closing the door. I turned back to Niall and lifted the weed. He gave a small smirk before running off to get the glass bowls. “Get Cobra for me babe!”, I yelled out to him. Cobra was my baby, it had an upright sherlock shaping with a star white to jet black fade. It was my favorite. Niall came out of the room with Cobra and his favorite bowl, Lucky. It was green, of course, and had a few shamrocks. It was so cheesy yet so him. We met on the couch and he whipped out his lighter. “Wait, babe. Let me go get the brownies and put in a movie so we have something to do when we’re high,” I started leaving and heard from Niall, “I know something better we can do.” With that he smacked my ass. I gasped and left to go get the brownie tray and two movies. “So, which movie: ‘Dazed and Confused’ or ‘Half Baked’?”, I asked him. “Hmm, ‘Dazed and Confused’,” he bluntly answered. I grinned and went to put the DVD in. It started playing and I closed the blinds, heading off to put the plant into our bowls. I wrapped my nimble fingers around the black and grey glass and brought the opposite end to my lips. I bound my lips around it and somehow felt very sophisticated. I held the carb while hitting the weed with my index finger. Putting the lighter in the side of the bowl, I heated it up. At the end of the hit, I released the carb while still inhaling to rush the excess smoke in the chamber to my lungs. With the lighter I covered the bowl and blew out my smoke. I looked over to Niall and saw him smoking out at the same time. We were both what you would call “experienced smokers”. He looked so god damn sexy bringing the pipe back up to his lips. He took his hit and moved closer to me. His lips came to mine and we kissed. He released the smoke into my mouth and I grabbed the back of his head. I brought him closer and deepened the kiss. It was so perfect. The smoke he blew had a little hint of him lingering in there and I inhaled it deeply. The high started coursing through my veins and I was feeling on cloud nine. We backed away from each other before taking a few more hits. We went through the bowl, which took a while, before cuddling up with each other and watching the rest of the movie. We fed brownie to each other and giggled non-stop. Soon we were spooning and I felt something hard against me. I giggled, “Someones excited.” “You know y/n, I never got what I wanted earlier.” I thought about earlier and suddenly remembered what he was talking about. I grinned and ground my crotch against him. I loved having sex high. It blew my mind every time feeling two different highs. I quickly lost my clothes wanting to start already. “I’m not the only one excited I see,” Niall said, removing his clothes as well. I reached behind me and pumped his hardened cock. I rubbed my thumb over the head and earned a moan from him, “Fuck y/n, just start already babe.” I placed the head in my entrance and that wasn’t enough for him. He thrust himself fully into me and I gasped sharply. He fulfilled me and it felt like he was stretching me out. His hands found my hips and brought me back onto him as his pelvis thrusted forward. “Shit, Ni, babe,” I moaned. He repeated the action several times before the tip of his member slightly curved upright and hit the bundle of nerves inside me. I released a scream of pleasure and he knew he hit it. He kept himself in that position and circled his hips, nudging his head against the area. A primal growl erupted from deep within me and my hand landed on top of his hand. My nails dug into his flesh and he hissed behind me. He continued his thrusting again but as hard as he could. He moved his hands up to my shoulders and compelled me down as he thrusted, forcing me to take more of him. I couldn’t handle anymore and I started clenching my walls against his cock. He moaned and his forehead fell onto my neck, “God, you feel so good baby.” He kissed my back as he coerced me down harder and harder and thrust back up with all his might. He moved up and bit down on the side of my neck. My toes curled and my back arched as my orgasm hit me like a brick wall. Somehow Niall thrusted harder and made my pleasure increase to the max. My body shuttered as the ecstasy flew throughout my body. I released all over him as my lips parted and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. My hips subconsciously bucked and he stopped. He froze behind and gave a few final thrusts before releasing his cum in me. He warmed me up and I felt too good for this to be reality. We collapsed into the sofa and he turned me around to face him. “Fuck, that-that was absolutely incredible,” Niall breathed out. I let out what sounded like a laugh and brought my hand up to rub his red cheeks. I gave a few light pecks before cuddling into him. He sang a song in my ear, “Marijuana” by Kid Cudi, I giggled at his cheesiness and happily dozed off. *** I woke up to a nudging coming from Niall. I looked into his eyes and saw those same eyes from before. We pecked and he took the control in the kiss this time. I happily obliged and let his tongue fight mine. He started kissing down my jaw and I looked down feeling his hard manhood resting against my abdomen. “Really? You’re hard again?” “What? Aren’t you ready for another round?” I sighed as he sucked on the spot behind my ear. Suddenly he sat up on the couch and pulled me onto his lap. “Ride me already, babe.” “Patience, love,” I grinned against his neck I had already started kissing. I bit onto his flesh and licked over the new mark I had left. He gripped my waist tighter and I winced. My body was aching and I was weak all over, but I couldn’t just not have sex with Niall. I licked my palm and grabbed his cock. It was one of the dirtiest things I could think of but I needed him in me already. He hardened even more under my touch. I moved my hand slowly up and down and he thrust into my hand. I looked at him through my eyelashes and his head fell back on the couch and his eyes were closed. His lips were parted and his chest movement increased. “Open your eyes Niall,” I barely whispered. He glanced at me and I lifted my hips and teased my entrance with his head. We moaned at the small contact, still being sensitive from the earlier encounters. I finally sat down on him and ground my hips into his. We held eye contact as I moved my pelvis in figure-eights. I moved up and bounced down harshly on him. He moaned out, “Shit babe. Fuck, I love seeing you bounce on me.” I kept doing it and watched as his eyes stared at the place we were connected. He looked back up at my neglected breasts and his lips immediately latched on. One of my hands found the nape of his neck and the other scratched his back. He started thrusting into me and my back arched. I was closer to climaxing than I usually was. “Don’t stop baby, I’m so close,” I cried out. He suddenly stopped and removed from me, “Sorry love, can’t have you cumming yet.” He then placed me on the side of him and stood up, “All fours. Now.” I obeyed using the little energy I had left to get on my hands and knees. He kneeled behind me and teased my entrance. He leaned forward over my back and whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.” His deep accent was as prominent as ever and my body shivered in response. He heinously chuckled at my shaking before plunging into me. “Fuck!” I screamed in pain and pleasure. It felt so good it hurt, I could barely cope his rough lovemaking. He thrusted into me and my hands gripped onto the side of the couch. My knuckles turned white and my back kept arching. Niall took the rubber band out of my hair to release the bun messily placed on my head. My hair fell and fanned over my shoulders. He gripped the hair and pulled tight on it. I let out an animalistic grunt as my body became weaker. All of a sudden I felt a painful smack on my left buttock. My body fell forward and my check met the couch. My skin tightened as he continued his harsh slaps. His grip on my hair tightened and he brought me up on my knees so my back hit his chest. Our sweaty skin rubbed against each other as he kept pounding into me. His hands moved to the front of my body and one hand found my breast and started squeezing my nipple between his thumb and forefinger; the other moved past my stomach and his weak fingers pressed on my clit. My whole body started bucking as he rubbed and pinched harder. I remained silent not being able to form words; my voice sounded harsh when I did let out a scream when he harshly thrusted into me. I started clenching my sex around his cock and it twitched. “Cum for me baby. Scream out my name,” Niall lowly breathed into my ear. He gave a few final thrusts and the loud slapping of skin caused my climax. “F-fuck Niall!” I screamed out with the last of my energy. My biggest orgasm ran through me. I felt my cum leak onto my thighs as Niall mercilessly continued to push into me. My hands flew back to the back of his head and I gripped tightly to his hair. He breathed heavily onto my neck and I whispered in his ear, “Cum for me love. Fill me up. I need you to cum for me, now.” He gave a grunt and a few profanities along with my name. I watched him through his orgasm and it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. He remained inside of me as he came down from his climax. He fell backwards and he stretched out on the couch. I placed my body on top of his and rested my head on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and we cuddled closer. I was still buzzed from the earlier high and let out, “So, what are we going to do tomorrow?” He laughed and his body shook, “God I love you so much.” “I love you too Nialler, my cheesy little Irish.”