Imagines

Niall Horan #19

Here's a Niall Horan imagine for ya!

Warning: mature

You and your boyfriend, Niall, are out shopping. You needed new clothing and dragged him along, even though you're well aware that he hates shopping (especially shopping for clothes) more than anything.

"Would this look good?" you ask him, holding a dark blue top up to your chest. He looks at it and shrugs.

"Sure," he says.

You roll your eyes at him. "C'mon Ni, I value your opinion. I wanna look good for my sexy boyfriend," you tease.

He doesn't say anything and looks bored out of his mind. You sigh, before suddenly getting an idea.

You grin to yourself. "I'll be right back, okay?"

"Okay."

Rolling your eyes again, you run off, heading straight to the sexiest part of the store. The lingerie section.

Red is Niall's favorite color on you, so you grab a set of dark red lingerie and grin to yourself. You run into a changing room and quickly put the material on before texting Niall to come meet you.

"Y/N?" Within a few minutes, you hear Niall's voice call out to you. You grin and unlock the door, but don't open it.

"In here."

The door to the changing room opens and Niall gasps as he looks you up and down. The door closes and he locks it. His eyes have immediately darkened.

"Y/N—"

"You like?" you can't help smirking.

He doesn't say anything, but the bulge in his jeans speaks volumes. You grin and he backs you up against the wall.

"You know that's my favorite color," he growls into your ear.

"Mmm, I know."

Niall unbuckled his jeans and slips them to the ground. As you get down on your knees, you look up at him through your eyelashes and teasingly pull his boxers down. His moans, trying to be as quiet as possible, as the walls are thin and you're in a public place.

You teasingly rub circles over his tip, using your thumb. He moans again and places a hand on the back of your neck. You smirk and look up at him as you begin to suck the tip.

He leans his head back against the wall and moans. You take more of him in and he closes his eyes and tangles his fingers in your hair, yanking roughly. You moan loudly against him and take more in, your hands desperately stroking at what you can't fit. You wrap a small hand around him and squeeze lightly, causing him to gasp.

"Sh-Shit!"

His legs begin to tremble and you can tell that he's close. You begin to stroke him again and look up, just as he releases his load.

"Mmm," you pull away and swallow before kissing him, allowing Niall to taste himself on your lips and tongue.

He kisses you roughly before pulling back, a smirk appearing on his lips. "Now it's my turn to return the favor."

His hand begins to creep down to your thighs and you tilt your head back, a moan already escaping your lips. However, before he gets the chance to go any further, there's a furious banging on the door.

"This is the manager! What is going on in there?!"

The two of you look at each other and Niall's smirk only grows.

"You better buy those sexy lingerie, y/n. We'll be continuing this at home."