tape → narry au

36 ← clinomania

Clinomania:
an excessive desire to stay in bed.

Warmth and overall heat awoken me Tuesday morning. I rubbed my eyes nearly several times to see the mind blowing view in my peripheral—

Niall lips were wrapped around me, making small kitten licks with his tongue on my tip. The warmth from it so sensational, I bucked my hips up for more friction causing Niall to tut before pulling off my length.

"Good Morning," he greets in a more raspier tone than usual. His hand wrapping around my manhood as he began to tug at me vigorously.

I moan overwhelmed. Far from able to respond and far from focused on anything else but Niall's hand and his mouth.

The feeling of wetness plunging into my hole had officially awoke me for the morning. Niall curved his finger out to only press it back into my heat deeper than previous.

The touch arising a minor burn much less severe than my first time with him. It was more relaxing-- his mouth wrapped around me whilst in unison adding a second finger into me only to remove them. Pressing them back into me repeatedly.

"Fuck," I breath out, turning away from the vulgar scene.

Niall grasped my chin to stare into his darkening eyes. A cloud of lust overtaking the electrifying blue of them.

"Look at me," he commands. "Tell me what you want baby."

"Anything," I moan out, bucking my hips up as Niall swipes beads of precome off my tip with his thumb. "Do anything, please," I plead.

Niall smiles crookedly before nodding his head in understanding. I whimper at the loss of contact once he removes his hand off of my length. He sits up closer, closing the space between us swiftly as he slips his tongue into my mouth to fight for dominance.

I moan into his mouth attempting to sit up only to be pushed back onto Niall's mattress by no other than him. He pulls away from our kiss to trail his lips across my jaw down to my neck. Pressing open mouthed kisses to the hot skin, narrowing further down my chest.

I watch on intensively as Niall wraps his lips around one of my nipples, caressing the nub with his hot tongue. His tongue drags across my chest to wrap it around the other nub.

"Niall," I moan, breathy, louder.

He ignores my whimpers as he trails his tongue down my stomach, pausing right above my length. He beams widely at me before lying next to me so teasingly.

And before I can protest, Niall grasped my hips to pull me onto him. Looking up at me expectantly.

I deem this moment as the perfect opportunity to please Niall. Swift to trail my tongue down his milky hot skin lustfully. Only wanting to see Niall come undone before my eyes like our first time.

He grunts once I wrap my lips around his left nipple, circling my tongue around the nub almost flawlessly. He lifts his hips to rub against my bare length, pushing up to me roughly.

"I want you to suck me off," Niall admits in a whisper. "Wanna come in your mouth baby, fuck," he groans when my lips wrap around his left nub, massaging the other with my thumb.