Niall Blurbs

Getting Caught

Niall had you pushed back onto the bed, his hands tugging your shirt up. He wasn't home often enough-his frat kept him busy.

But when he was home, it was like he never left. "Niall..." You murmur, laying beneath him just in your black lace bra. His eyes raked over your body appreciatively.

"God, I missed this." His fingers moved up your body slowly. You could feel the calloused nature of his hands from his guitar playing and it felt heavenly against your soft skin.

Niall thought much the same. You were so delicate and so perfect underneath him, how did he get so lucky to find a girl like you? You had one more year left of high school and his uni was at least two hours away, but you were worth the drive. And he would always come to see you when he could.

He rushed and when it came to initiation with the other sororities, he refused to participate but he still got in for sticking to his guns.

Reaching behind you, he swiftly unclipped your bra. "Wait." You murmur and reach for the hem of his tshirt, "There we go." You murmur as you tug it off.

Niall smiles and pulls your bra off and bites his lip, "Shit." He leans down and sucks gently on one of your nipples. You go to run your hands through his hair and he sits up to bring his lips to yours.

His hand came over your center over your jeans when the garage door started to open. You squeaked and shot up and Niall looked around. "I thought-"

"I know what I said I thought!" You practically shriek. "Go, go. I'll come by later tonight!"

Niall grabs his tshirt off your floor and runs out of your room, "I love ya!" He yells as he runs down the stairs, tugging on his tshirt.