WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
Niall stays close behind me as we snake around to the end of the hall where our bedroom books away from everyone else's but Jackson's and Carly's.
"Packing again." I whine, more of a whisper than I intended it to be.
"Get used to it." Niall whispers back to me from the other side of the bed where he lugs up his stuff also.
I pop a birth control pill into my mouth, knowing as it would probably be the right time to around now. I've been taking it ever since we could actually take trips to gas stations and pharmacies; and I know Niall has definitely taken notice.
"That's everything," I say before plopping my back onto a pillow and scrunching up under the covers, all nice and warm in the cozy duvet.
"No it's not." Niall retorts back at me, joining me under the covers after gathering all of his own belongings. "I'll be the one packing up your stuff tomorrow morning."
Scooting in close, I lay my head onto Niall's chest, allowing me to hear his vivid heartbeat.
"Niall." I speak out, my cheek smushed against his chest, making me purse my lips humourously.
"Yes?" He asks back, just staring at the ceiling above us, studying the cracks and painted marks as if they were stars in the night sky.
"Do you think Reed is actually going to come for us?" I sit up, looking at him as I sit on my knees now, comfortable on the feathered bedsheets.
"I don't know." He chuckles, making me hold back a smirk at him. "All I know is that everyday keeps getting harder and we just have to keep making our way through it."
With this I lean down to kiss him and lay down closer than I first was, this time actually over Niall's chest.
Pulling my head up and off of Niall's torso, we come eye to eye as we always do. I lean in and kiss him passionately, a soft press, feeling every inch of his lips I've ever wanted to. The heat and electricity flowing from his mouth to mine when they touch, and I put my hands in his that lay flat against the pillow.
Sitting up, my waist straddles along his, my crotch already creating friction between both our jeans.
Niall gapes up at me, his eyes bright and breath heavy.
"What about J and Carly?" He asks, his eyes reverting between my own and our pelvises back and forth.
Leaning down to where my lips just brush Niall's ear, "No one will hear."
I remove my right leg from Niall's body and slowly but seductively get off the bed and stand up, still not facing Niall where he lies.
I cross my arms and throw my shirt over my head before unbuttoning my jeans and slowly sliding them down my ass, bending low and slowly letting the fabric fall to the ground, Niall heaves behind me and when I turn around a vivid lump is formed in his pants.
Getting back on top of him, he huffs in a gape of air, with my 'much less clothed' crotch sitting on his.
Niall reaches for his belt buckle, his shirt already throw to the side, and I press my hands on his; his face being filled with confusion. I brush his hands away from the belt buckle and he bites his lip with his teeth as he watches me pull down his pants.
"I like it when you're like this." Niall grips my hips tight, grunting with satisfaction as I move the slightest bit over his pants, rocking back and forth over his clothed member.
Leaning back down and kissing him, the roughness begins as he presses his lips hard to mine; trying to get all he can from me.
Niall's hands fumble with the back of my bra, indicating I should take it off, which I do confidently, throwing it over where my stuff is packed up.
His hands grope my breasts, his breaths heavy and eager, and my breathing getting to about the same pace very quickly, leaning up off of where he lies down to suck and nip at my breasts harshly.
Niall removes his pants after he's shimmied out, and his member is obviously hard and leaking in his pants.
I slither up his legs, kissing him again as I consciously open my legs wide and grind over his member, feeling it throb beneath me, his shaft going in between me through the clothing.
"Fuck." Niall grunts, still groping my breasts to where they now hang free over him.
Pulling down his boxers I waste no time to lick all around his hard cock, fumbling with his balls as I stick all of him into my mouth, deepthroating him as far as I can, trying to give him the best pleasure he's ever experienced before.
Niall grunts and moans in pleasure, both of his hands moving to my head and thrusting up to my mouth for more, and I remove him from my mouth, letting him stay wet. After releasing his member, Niall immediately tackles me down the other side, his turn to be the dominant one of the scenario.
He strokes his member beneath him as he sucks all around my breasts, surely leaving trails and marks over the skin, moving from my neck, to mouth, to breasts again; all in one go, he wants it all.
Sliding down my stomach with his tongue, Niall wastes no time to pull down my panties at the same time, not stopping his tongue from reaching my heat.
He blows on it, making me gasp slightly, the first moan escaping my throat before he licks up and down about eight times, letting go of his cock and hopping off of the bed, pulling me closer so he can eat me more widely.
Spitting and sucking over my clit, he flicks it again before stroking his cock a few more times and pulling my body closer to his, pushing in slowly, the familiar burning feeling returning, the first time since high school I experienced full sexual activity.
He lets me adjust, stopping for a second and panting, as he inches in further, filling me up before slowly moving in and out at an increasing pace.
I feel how tight I am around his fat cock while his thrusts get faster and faster. He grunts in pleasure, his thrusts sloppy and and hard, the only sound to be the slapping of skin and loud grunts from Niall.
I know Jackson and Carly must be awake now, no more burning sensation inside of me, just the pleasure of Niall pounding into me quickly, his moans loud and hot.
I feel my insides spazzing from the pleasure and the building up before I orgasm over his cock with a small scream.
"Ride me." Niall pulls out and sits back down on the bed, stroking himself as I make my way over to where he now made himself comfortable, and I sit down onto his warm member again.
Bouncing up and down on Niall's dick, he holds my thighs as they pace-fully make contact with his own. My hands are on his shoulders as I bounce and moan over his head.
His moaning is the hottest thing I've ever heard, hearing it die down and rise up again as I do something right for his member.
I turn around so I'm facing the broken television now, doing all of the work myself to push his member in and out over my body. Back and forth I back up and lean forward, pleasuring myself on his cock.
Niall moans out several profanities and smacks my ass, sitting up onto his knees and pounding into me from behind now.
I arch my back and help fuck him back as he does for me, his thrusts getting quicker by the seconds and he squeaks out little moans and words at me, while his member twitches inside of me and his warm liquid fills me up from the inside.
He pulls out, still moaning slightly as his cock begins to soften, and his warm cum seeps out of me slowly.
I turn around, moaning a quiet, 'Mmm' at Niall kissing him hard, removing the hair out of my face and grabbing his cheeks.
When our lips disconnect and we come face to face again, his blue eyes are bright over his red and sweaty face.
He says the three words most important to anyone and anything in life.
"I love you."

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