One Direction One Shots 3

Playing Favorites) (Niall & Harry)

Playing Favorites

“I would definitely fuck you better than Niall.”

“Harry, that’s my girlfriend you’re talking about.” Niall’s hand runs through my hair, my head in his lap. We are in our flat, the three of us, Harry and Niall no longer watching the Derby game like they once were.

“Yeah, and I’m telling you both, she is fit and I’d fuck her better.” His declaration is laced with cockiness, challenging Niall.

“Yeah, yeah.” He pauses, “Wanna bet?” My head shoots off Niall’s lap.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” We’d always play this game for entertainment, but something was different, Niall’s tone is different. He and Harry are serious.

“Oh come on babe,” Niall’s hands run along my legs. “I’ve seen you look at him.” He kisses me, “It’s alright, really.”

“Niall.” I warn, lacking assertion.

“I’m not that bad.” I hear Harry complain from the other couch.

“Harry I know but…” Niall interrupts me.

“Babe, what are you so worried about? It’s just Harry.” There is seduction in his eyes, calling to me, asking me to give in.

“Niall.” My words are weaker than I had intended. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued and that fucking Harry wasn’t something I’ve wanted to do. Niall read my mind and he kisses me again. We deepen it as Harry watches from the other couch. Niall stops, pulling his lips inches away from mine.

“You want this?” He whispers against my lips. His whisper is just meant for us, to momentarily remove Harry from the situation. “Do you want this?” He repeats making sure he nor Harry are pressuring me into something I don’t want to do. This time I nod.

His fingers hook into the band of my shorts pulling them from me. My back pushes further into the cushions as he slips them off with my panties. Immediately I feel his warm breath between my legs, his lips kissing my inner thighs, working towards my center.

His tongue licks along the inside of my thigh, kissing my clit. He pulls away, ducking his fingers under my shirt, he stops for a moment. This will be the first time Harry sees me fully naked. Niall questions me with his eyes one final time before pulling my shirt over my head tossing it to the side. He kisses my neck, “So, what are the rules?” Niall questions Harry as he continues to kiss my neck.

“No sweet stuff, just fuck her.” Harry says nonchalantly. “And she’ll pick who’s the best fuck.” I nod, unable to think of words as Niall’s fingers trail down my stomach, coming closer to where I want them.

“Okay.” I agree and I am almost out of breath as Niall has found my clit, circling it with his fingers.

“Haz, you want to go first?” Niall offers, as his fingers continue circling, “She’s all warmed up.” He brings his fingers from me, licking them clean. “Always so sweet babe,” He whispers against my lips, taunting me before pulling away.

My eyes shutter as Harry towers over me, standing next to Niall. A small smirk plays on his lips, before he licks them. Wetting them perfectly. Niall sits on the couch where Harry previously was, Harry now taking Niall’s previous place between my legs. His fingers trail along my arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

“Your skin is much softer than I imagined.” He brings his nips slowly to my neck, leaving a tender kiss, he whispers, “I’ve thought about it a lot.” He kisses again, longer, wetter, trailing my entire neck. A whimper leaves my lips and I feel Harry smile on my neck. “Feel good babe?”