Niall One Shots

Final Decisions

PT 5

Fucking shit. He was in charge of this. Niall was the one pulling you into the shower, undressing you, making sure you were all hot and bothered—and wet. But hell, you pulled this kind of shit.

All he wanted from you was for you to please him. Niall sure as hell wanted to do that for you as well. But he knew you wanted to wait. Niall didn't.

Decisions. That was all he had, he was just going to let you make the decision.

"Just please, what? You are going to have to be more specific than that." Your voice was teasing and he groaned in sexual frustration.

"I want you to... I want you to—" Your hand suddenly gripped him and Niall lost his breath.

"Want me to what?"

"That." He gasped out.

"This?" Your hand began to move up and down slowly, you didn't break eye contact with him as you does so.

He merely nodded and you squeezed him tightly, "What?"

"Yes."

"Good boy." You teased again and he bit his lip.

Niall's body tensed at your steady rhythm that your hand has set. HIs hands found their way to your tits and he slipped my hands inside the cups. He squeezed you gently and a pleasure filled noise came from you—causing your hand to pump more rapidly.

He bit his lip to keep from moaning too loudly. His rubbed my thumbs over your nipples. They were fully erect—much like Niall was, however he took much more joy in your feelings than his.

"Y/N..." He moaned your name again.

His head rolled back and his body tensed further. Your hand speeds up and the faster you go the less will he had. "I-I am going—"

"Sh." You shushed him and your mouth latched onto his neck. Your tongue mingled with the water on his skin. Your teeth began to dig in slightly. He gasped and his back arches, his hips came forward against his will.

It was not fair that you got to have all the fun with this.

He pulled the straps down on your bra and bit down hard onto your naked shoulder. Your hand tensed around my hard on.

Niall groaned and trailed his tongue against your warm skin. Your knees buckled and he couldn't help the smirk on his lips. His lips lower and he bites down

"Hey!"

"Sh." Niall hushed you like you had done earlier to him.

Niall got it where your tit was completely exposed and his eyes are glued to your now exposed body. When Niall finally forced his eyes to yours, she was flushed a deep red.

"Too far?" He asked tentatively, his voice a ragged whisper as your hand didn't stop moving.

You shook you head no and your other hand reached behind his head and pulled me down.

He opened his mouth and took your nipple into his mouth. His tongue teased it, running circles around the hardened point. You moaned softly, hands knotting in his hair, not letting Niall break contact with your skin.

Niall's mind didn't realise that your hand had stopped moving. He bit down on your nipple and you gasped loudly. He pulled away and murmured against your skin, "Hand, love. Hand."

You moved your hand again and he groaned, his mouth going back to your nipple again. Your hand moved steadily.

Niall was ready to cum, "Baby... Baby, I am about to cum." He panted.