One Direction Imagines/preferences :)

Harry: “Shh” he whispers in your ear, clasping his hand over your mouth. You’re sat on his bed, your back resting against Harry’s chest as he supports you in sitting upright, your hands tied behind your back and trapped between your bodies. His legs are heavy on yours, stopping them from moving (and you from struggling). “My mum’s next door. You’ll get us into trouble.” You moan against his warm hand which covers your mouth, as he uses his fingers to gently tease your clit. “Shh, baby. Don’t want to get caught.”

Liam: “Shit, I can’t believe we got caught” Liam sighs. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to take you sightseeing. I know you’ve never been here before and I just wanted to show you around. I didn’t think that security would be roaming the corridors. I didn’t mean to get us into trouble” he tells you. You smile and shake your head, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “What did you expect, Liam? You’re a worldwide pop star. Trying to sneak out in the middle of the night to go sightseeing, without security, was bound to get you into trouble. Besides, don’t be sorry. There’s plenty of time before I go back home. We’ll look all around New York in the coming weeks, ok? And we’ll spend lots of time together” you promise him.

Louis: “I told you you’d be in trouble, and now look. It’s what you get for not doing what I say. You came without my say so” he murmurs mockingly as he runs his palm over your backside. “Now I have to spank you.” His palm lands on your backside, causing it to redden and tingle under his touch. “You gonna be a good girl now?” he murmurs and you nod. His hand makes contact with you again. You grit your teeth and gasp, the dampness between your thighs becoming more noticeable. “It’s yes, sir” he tells you. “So, are you going to be a good girl?”

Niall: “We’re gonna be in so much trouble, he’s gonna kill us” he murmurs as he ducks behind the counter, his eyes fixed firmly on the ajar door. “Shh” you warn him. “He’ll hear us otherwise.” Within seconds, Harry walks into the room and pushes the door open, the bucket filled with water pouring onto him, drenching him from head to toe. Neither you or Niall can contain your laughter anymore and you both clutch at your tummies as you stand up to get a better view of Harry after pulling the prank of Harry. “Oh my God!” he exclaims, wringing out his sleeves on his shirt. He darts you both a glare. “You two are in so much trouble!”

Zayn: “Not going today” he murmurs as he rolls over and turns off the alarm before turning back to loop his arm over your waist and close his eyes once again. “You’ll be in trouble” you murmur, still half asleep. You feel him shrug against you. “Don’t care. No work today. Staying here. With you. In bed” he tells you sleepily. “You’ll get into trouble” you repeat, yawning, but you reach for his hands and clasp them tightly, willing for him not to get up. “I’ll give you trouble a bit later” he smirks, his eyes drooping once again.

I told you once and im gonna tell you again that i dont write these!