Niall Blurbs

Frustrated Blowjobs

Niall had walked into the room, his hands adjusting himself. You bit your lip, you had been extremely horny and Niall had been at work all week, coming home and leaving at odd hours.

And sometimes, the vibrator just doesn't do the job. Sometimes, you just wanted his dick. More than anything.

"Niall James Horan!" You call out, standing up, putting your hands on his broad chest.

His eyes widen, shit. What did he do? He mind kept jumping to everything he had done-but he couldn't think of anything, "Y/N, I am sorry-" You shoved him to sit in the chair.

"You should be. I have not sucked your dick in a whole week." You growl and pull down his jeans.

"You don-"

You give him a look, "Yes, yes I do. You've been working so hard this week and this is the least I can do." You tugged down his boxers and you take his half hard dick in your hand and stroked it slowly, your thumb massaging over his tip every time your hand came up.

He arched against the couch and moaned softly, letting you do as you pleased. Niall hadn't been pleased by you for a bit.

You get onto your knees and kitten lick over his tip, your tongue lingering over the slit. Your eyes look up at him. His chest heaves slightly, mouth parting just a bit. He relaxes against the couch slightly.

"Yeah, like that." He moans out and rests his head against the back of the chair, eyes screwing shut as you take him all the way, letting him hit the back of your throat.

His hips come up to meet your head's movements on his dick, your cheeks were hollowed and you flattened your tongue against him.

Niall was a moaning mess, writhing beneath you. He knew he was going to cum soon. The only thing that-oh.

Your hands cradled his balls as you continued to suck. Your hand squeezed gently and his hips jerked up as he started to cum in your mouth.

After you swallowed everything he had, you pulled off with a pop and a smile. "Thanks." You stand up and kiss his forehead.