The Air Between Us • NH

s e v e n t y o n e

Songs:

-Little Blue Bird ; Original

That little blue bird sat outside my window, it sang to me, it sang beautifully...

-I believe ; Cover (Christina Perri)

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning.  

        "Niall, stop it." Her giggles filled the tiny space that was Niall's dorm room. Gentle hands took his and placed them down, pulling the white sheet higher up on her body. Propped up on his side, elbow bent, and hand on his cheek, he stared down at her. His right hand pushed back stray hairs from her face, back behind her ear went his index finger, slowly, trailing it back around her ear and down around her jaw. Cupping her cheek, his thumb caressed the pink skin he had kissed over and over a few minutes ago as she walked through the door.

        "Keep your hands to yourself." Her eyes narrowed in on his, losing her composure she broke into a smile. His hand once again began roaming, down his fingers trailed to her chest. Soft skin under his digits, continuing to move down her chest, breasts on full display for him and only him. "Niall, stop it, baby I-" She noticed his eyes watching her, piercing blue dancing along her skin.

Her breathing heavier, small whimpers she'd hoped he didnt hear, of course, he did, a small smile tugging at his lips. He leaned down, eyes on her, lips on her left breast. "Oh." Head going back into the pillows, her chest pushing out towards him. He began sucking, his tongue flicking her nipple. His other hand squeezed, massaged her as he continued his torturous, pleasure filled motions on her breasts. "You're mine," he said before moving to her right breast.

Gripping the side of the mattress, air filling with her gasps, moaning out his name, pleading for him. "Yours, all yours," she shakily breathed out. He released her, hands cupping her breasts and massaging as he slid down, peppering kisses along her stomach.

        "You look so beautiful when you're about to cum." His eyes met hers as she watched him place his middle and index finger into his mouth, sucking.

Kissing her inner thighs as his fingers began rubbing, slowly, her throbbing center wanting his fingers, his touch. "Stop teasing me... ugh..." Raised up on her elbows now, breathing ragged as she pressed her hips harder into his fingers. "Now, now. Behave, love." She whimpered with his words, his fingers sinking inside her, curses escaping her lips. "How's that?" Faster he moved, in and out, entire length of his index and middle inside her. On his knees he continued at a quicker pace, her hips raising with him, hands gripping the sheets, gasping at the feeling. "Yes, God, yes..." Her body tried to roll over as he kept her still. "Cum-cumming." Fingers pressing harder onto her sex, deep inside they curled, her mouth forming an O shape as she came around his fingers.

Hand loosened from the side of the mattress, her fingers lightly floating on the edge as she came down.

Kissing up her chest, pressing his lips to hers, stilling, waiting a moment. Kissing, their lips slowly moving together, his tongue slipping into her mouth. Sounds erupting from their throats as it became heated. Hands trailing down his chest, legs wrapping around his middle, pulling him down onto her. She felt him growing above her, smiling into the kiss, his low growl touching her lips. Hand wrapping around him, slowly pumping, circling his tip. "Don't stop, baby, please..." he begged her. His lips connected with her shoulder as she smiled. "My turn to tease you." He heard that and chuckled lowly, kissing her harder then. "Is that so?" She nodded, pecking his lips before moving her hand quicker against him, his moans right by her ear.

Now that's music to my ears.

...

Clinking of cups could be heard around the tiny bar. He explained to her that he found a place where he could play and the audience was very welcome. She was once again proud, she understood that he was always so nervous, mostly about how his music would do outside of school. No one to hold his hand, it was all him. Him and his guitar, taking position on the small stage that had probably seen many acts before him.