The Book of Smut

Niall Horan, Sir

http://zialltops.tumblr.com/post/42948555253/niall-horan-sir

Summary: Niall Horan, a cadet in the US Navy, is stuck aboard a air craft carrier surrounded by buff hunks but the only one he has his eyes on would be his commanding officer, Major Malik.

"Name!" The man made his way down the row of cadets, the ship rocking slightly. He was taking roll call, just like every day. We were the new kids on the block and they were 'weeding us out'. The weak ones got sea sick first, but I grew up on the water. It was nothing new to me.

"Name sailor!" He shouted in my face. "Niall Horan Sir." I saluted my commanding officer. Just as everyone else had done.

I, being last in line, had to answer for the rest of the crew on the floor. "How are they behaving sailor." He stood, his arms down in front of him, crossed with his legs slightly parted. His perfect hair and perfect face like a beautiful sculpture in front of me. I literally had to whip the drool off my chin. "F-Fine sir. Privet Payne had an accident yesterday, but we expect it's a bug. He grew up on a fishing boat." I swallowed, looking him in those big hazel eyes.

"At ease!"
" He shouted, leaving our cabin and making his way back to his office. Major Malik was the deck boss for this floor. He controlled everything and everyone. "Hey thanks for covering for me Niall." Liam sighed, sitting down on my bunk. "No problem m-""Mr Horan! The Major wants to see you in his office ASAP." I gulped, peering back at Liam who was frozen. "W-Wonder what he wants."

My thoughts went 90 miles an hour walking through the corridors. Someone yelling 'Make a hole!' and running through.

Finally, I reached the Majors courters. Surly he slept in there as well.

I sighed, lifting my hand to the door, knocking shortly. "Come in!" I flinched at the tone of his voice.

"M-Major? You requested to see me?" I breathed, closing the door behind me.

He sat in his chair, facing away from me, a small light in the corner. His room smelled of sweat calgon and sex. "Do you think this is a game Sailor?" I cursed. He knows! He knows I covered for Liam. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm going to get thrown off the ship!

"N-No sir." I answered, my hands behind my back attention. "At ease Niall." He called, standing from his spot. "M-Major!" I covered my eyes. He was complete nude! His length standing straight up. "Do you enjoy teasing me Niall?" He whispered, tracing his eyes all over my small body. "Do you like making me uncontrollably hard? With that perfect little face and that amazing ass." He grabbed my bum, squeezing it. "Do I make you uncomfortable Niall?" He smirked when I reacted to his torture, squeezing my cheeks harder, pressing his erection against my clothed one.

"Do I make you hard baby?" He whispered in my ear, licking the outline of it. I moaned, mucking my hips, wanting friction between us. "Mhm." I answered, my hands finding his chest, feeling the softness of it. The warmth I always wondered if he would have.

He grabbed my crotch, giving me a gentle squeeze. "M-Major." I moaned, unsure of my words. "Zayn..." He whispered. "Call me Zayn baby." I moaned again. I loved the way he called me 'Baby'.

"Z-Zayn...I want you. P-Please, your so fucking hot." I cursed, closing my eyes.

He held my hips, moving me to his desk, setting me down on it. "Clothes. Off. Now." He grunted, kissing my tender lips roughly, slipping his callused hands under my shirt, his figures tracing my abs. "Z-Zayn." I moaned against his mouth, pulling the shirt off, leaning back in on him, but instead he stopped me. "No...Lay back." He commanded of me, and on impulse I did as he said. "Y-Yes sir."

He grunted, playing with the hem of my pants, lifting them to peer in. "So big..."He licked his lips, pulling my navy blue pants off, kissing my bulge through the fabric, making a damp spot when his pink tongue poked out. "P-Please..." I whimpered, curling my toes.

Next, my boxers were off, sitting at my ankles. He purred against my cock, blowing on the tip. "Ahh! Shit!" I cursed, trying to even my raged breathing. "Z-Zayn please!" I begged, throwing my head against the mahogany desk.

He gave my tip kitten licks, lapping up the sticky precum.

Soon, he gave in, taking me into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip. I bucked my hips, hitting the back of his throat witch made him gag. The sensation I got when he gaged made me want to cum on the spot. "Oh! F-Fuck!" I screeched, holding his head there, tugging on his dark hair.

He pulled away from my cock with a 'pop', whipping his mouth witch was covered in saliva and cum. "Oh god Zayn, fuck me." I whined, pulling him closer to me, locking our lips together. "Lubes in the top drawer."

I reached into the drawer, pulling out the strawberry flavored lubricant, (oooh strawberry xD) lapping it on his cock, paying special attention to the sensitive tip. His cries for more only pushed me further, throwing myself back against the desk. "Do you need prep?" He asked nervously. He had worry in his voice, like he didn't want to hurt me.

"I've been on this ship for 6 months Zayn. I got fucked just this morning and not at my own will. Just ram that dick up in me god damnit!" I screamed, Zayn moving right on command, shoving his whole length into me. He wasn't the longest I'd ever had, no that would have to be Liam, but he sure was the thickest. "Ahh!" I screamed out in pleasure and agony.

"A-Am I hurting you?" Zayns face twisted, his eyebrows nit, his hand stroking my cheek. "N-No I'm okay baby, I promise, just move." Our lips locked again and he started to thrust in and out of me, pushing his thick foreskin back, my mind reeling.

"You're so tight my little leprechaun." I squealed when he trusted upwards, slamming against my prostate. His dainty figures pinching my erect nipples.

I screamed, jerking myself off, both hands wrapped around my length, my breathing sort and slurred.

"Z-Zayn! I'm g-gunng cu-Ah hell!" I spirited ribbons of white all over my stomach, zany whipping some up with his figures and licking it off, still moving in and out, my walls tightening around him.

He grunted, holding my thighs sloppily, spewing inside of me. "Oh Niall..." He purred calmly, leaning down to rest on my chest.

My figures ran through his hair, pressing tantalizing kisses to his milk chocolate skin. "Every day...for 6 months...I've never been able to stop thinking about you." He breathed, holding me closer. "Me too Zaynie...Me too."

He picked me up in his arms, my legs around him, his hands on my bum. "Lay down baby, I'll be back in just a bit." He said calmly, kissing my lips like he didn't want to leave, but he did anyways. Getting dressed as I watched him move.

I laid back, staring up at the roof. The dim light in the corner making a romantic glow.

"Baby?" he called from the door, making sure I was still in. "Yes?" I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes. "Get dressed, We need to get your things from your cabin." I gulped. Was he sending me away? Was this one of his tests?

"O-Okay..." I got dressed and headed out the door with him, walking down the corridor. Everyone parted like the red sea but I just smiled, following my new lover.

"Why are we getting my things again?" I asked as he staked my things in my arms, sighing once he was done. "Because you're staying with me. I don't want any more of this 'Fucking against your will' your mine, and I want to protect you." His?

"O-Okay?" I slurred, peaking at him.

He lifted my chin, kissing my lips tenderly. "Who's mine?"

"Niall Horan Sir."

A/N: Hot damn that was hot. *fans self* Now this is another One Direction one I know and I'm sorry (not really) but every time I look up Bxb smut in Google it's mostly One Direction. I'm going to try really hard to find some that aren't One Direction. But yeah the author of this very amazing thing is Zialltops? I got it off of Tumblr and that was her/his name soo... IDK :P Baiii you guys have a nice day!!!!!