Something About the First Snowfall

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You woke up around one in the morning-freezing, understandably so since you were just wearing his tshirt. Niall' arms were loosely wrapped around you, your teeth were chattering from how chilly it was. Your eyes went to the window near your guys' bed. You sigh softly, there was nothing but stars, not even a cloud in site.

Winter was closing in on the little town of Mullingar. The temperature dropping but still no snow, it was surprising how late in the year it was that there was no snow.

You snuggle closer to Niall and pull the covers tight around the two of you. Your eyes staying glued to the window, wishing for snow. After a bit though, you felt your eyelids growing heavy. Just when the sleep was about to overcome you, you saw white little puffs coming from the sky.

You get out of the bed and padding to the window and watching in an admirable silence. Yes, you had seen snow before but there was nothing like the first snowfall.

You press your fingertips against the window glass, smiling as the little flakes made it to the ground.

Niall felt you get out of bed but didn't move, thinking you were just getting a glass of water, but when you didn't come back to bed he sat up a bit. He admired the way the pale moonlight bathed you. He felt so lucky to have you and you were wearing his favourite thing to see you in, his clothes. He got out of bed and wrapped his arms tightly around you, his head resting on your shoulder.

You lean into him sigh happily, "Look Niall, the first snowfall of the year. Isn't there something magical about it?" Your arms rested over his.

You two sat there for a moment before you turn around to face him. His hair was tousled and sleep was still in his eyes, and he had a soft, loving smile on his face. "I love you Ni, more than you can possibly know." You moved to your tip toes and brushed your lips against his.

Niall kissed you back and smirked, "Would you like to do something in bed?"

You laugh and raise your brow, "When don't I want to?"

He leans down and presses his lips forcefully against yours. He gripped your hips and lifted you up. Your legs wrapped around his torso and he carried you to bed.

Your tshirt was lost on the way to bed as was his boxers. You move so you're in between his legs, slowly pumping him, causing him to harden significantly and let go of filthy moans. After a few moments you take the tip of his dick into your mouth and suck softly.

Niall moaned loudly and jerked his hips up, and you smirked. You pull away and straddle him. You slowly begin to sink down onto him with a loud moan.

"Fuck, Ni!"

He smirked, "Does Daddy feel good?" He gasped softly.

"Yes." You whine out.

He spanks you harshly and you moan again as you start to bounce up and down on his dick.

His fingers dig into your hips as he guides you in your movements, his whimpers turning into moans.

You start to moan out his name and your moans turn into screams.

His lets you ride him without guiding anymore and moans at the site of your tits bouncing and him going in and out of you.

After a moment, he starts to rub your clit causing you to tighten around him and eventually cum, screaming even louder. He sighs as he feels the warmth of your orgasm around him.

You keep moving to draw his climax out and with a loud grunt and harder thrusts, you feel him cum inside of you.

He makes you keep bouncing for a moment longer before letting you pull off of him.

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