He adjusted the taps for the spray until the water was scorching hot. It fogged up the glass within seconds, and he hissed when he stepped under the water - the heat making his pale white skin turn the brightest shade of red.
He couldn't sleep. Tossing about in bed for over an hour as he tried his hardest to find a comfortable spot. His mind raced and the skin under his fingernails ached from his excessive chewing - a bad habit he had harbored for years.
He figured a shower would help clear his mind a little, but it hardly did so.
Niall hung his head under the spray, letting the liquid cascade down his back and sides; the access water dripping from the tip of his nose. Raising his quivering hands to place them on the wall in front to balance himself, letting his eyelids flutter shut. The coolness that the tiles radiated chilled his warm palms. The ambience was familiar to him and it made Niall groan out in frustration, pounding his fist against the tile.
He could feel it approaching - the haunting images that plagued his thoughts. Not finding room to comprehend anything else but her quiet pants in his ear as he teased her with his fingers, making her legs tremble. Vivid memories of her on her knees, bare and dripping wet as she swirled her tongue around him. Sucking him in slow and deep.
"Fuck," He cursed. Bracing his forearm against the tiles, his hand slithered down his abdomen - the muscles in his stomach clenching under his touch. Letting out a low hiss once his palm made contact with his cock. Having left it hard and aching for hours.
Niall was absolutely frustrated. He never thought things would get to this point - she didn't even need to physically be here to drive him completely mental, have him completely at her mercy. Trembling and throbbing, so desperate to be touched by her.
