One Direction Preferences

You Turn Him On

Niall; It was one of those times when the boys were doing a small show near you, and they invited you to join them. You, of course, said yes and sat in the front row as you watched your adorable boyfriend make silly faces at you as he played. By the end of the show, you went into Niall's dressing room before the boys stopped talking. You sat on the couch and waited to surprise Niall with a hug and a few kisses. Once he entered, you shot up off the couch and ran to him, throwing your arms around his neck. "Great job baby!" You kiss his cheek, then his corner of his mouth, then fully on his lips. Your hands moved down his back, and you whispered in his ear, "you did amazing." He shivered under your touch, obviously getting turned on. He smiled, the red already in his face increasing, and he kissed you this time-hard and hungry. You gasped at his sudden action, but soon got used to it and kissed back. You pushed him until he landed on the styling chair. Your legs straddled his, and you began to kiss his neck.
Just then, the door flew open, and Harry's head popped in. "Oh," he blushed, "I see you two are... busy." Your heads shot up to look at Harry, then back at each other-smiling-then back at Harry. "Well, just to let you two know, we are going out to eat. If you want to come, we are leaving now, unless you would rather go back to the place." You hopped off Niall, fixing yourself and skipping past Harry. "I am coming." You said and walked out to the other boys. Niall looked at Harry, who was slightly laughing, and moaned, "everytime," he whispered as he got up and followed you.

Liam; You and Liam were visiting his sister, Ruth, for dinner one night. You were so excited because you love Ruth, she is always so sweet-just like Liam. You dressed in your favourite purple dress that was slightly short and put your hair in loose curls. Liam wore a button up shirt and khakis, nothing too fancy. Once you walked down, Liam's eyes were glued to yours. You blushed, even around him you are still a bit shy. "We should go." You whispered, breaking the silence between your body and Liam's eyes. You walked out to the car, and Liam jogged to open the door for you. You thanked him and got in. The car ride to Ruth's house was a bit awkward, but more comfortable, silence. Once there, Liam opened the door, his eyes glued to you the whole way there.
"(Y/N)! Liam!" Ruth shouted, hugging you two. You both laughed and  greeted her, walking in and sitting at the already prepared table.You sat next to Liam as Ruth sat in front of you two. "How have you been?" You hardly heard Ruth's words as your attention was focused on Liam's hand rising up on your thigh. You swallowed hard and answered her, "we are doing extremely well!" You disguised your moan with a cough and excused yourself. As you got up and stood behind Ruth, your turned towards Liam, pulling your dress down a bit and winked. You giggled as you left to the bathroom and tried to make yourself look sexier and came back out. As soon as Liam saw you, he stood up. "Ruth, I think (Y/N) is getting a bit sick. I am sorry sis, maybe we can do this another time when we are all healthy." Ruth smiled and got up to hug you both, nodding as she understand. Once you two got home, your barely closed the door before Liam's lips were all over you. "You tease," he whispered in your ear before attacking your neck.

Louis; You were doing some 'spring cleaning' around your and Louis' flat. Louis was not helping much, but that is okay because he never does do much help anyway, and you like to do it alone. You listen to music off your iPod and dance as you clean, sometimes singing. Louis was watching soccer on the television as you were dusting behind the DVD rack. You bent over, your bottom sticking out a bit. Although your music was on, you could hear Louis' sharp intake of breath as soon as you bent. You smirked and did it again, just trying to make him do it again-which he did. You soon got up and walked to the kitchen, swaying your hips to keep Louis' attention.
As you were reaching to get something from the cabinet, you felt someone's arms wrapped around your waist. You turned your head to see Louis smirking, putting his head on your shoulders. "I want to help clean." You laughed, knowing he was just saying that because he wanted to see you bend down more. "Fine." You took out your headphones and rested them on the counter as you walked to the bedroom with him and sat down near the dresser, "we can start by cleaning out our dresser." You crawl to the draw, your hips swaying a bit-not out of an intention. You heard Louis groan behind you, along with ruffling. You turned your head and saw his hands over his area, blushing. You laughed and crawled over to him. "You might want to control that." You began to giggle until he grabbed your cheeks and kissed you, hard. Your hands instantly went to his hair, playing with it as he lifted you up and layed you in the bed. We can just say the spring cleaning was held off for a while.

Harry; "Too hot." Harry suggested one day as you two sat, bored on a rainy afternoon. "What is that?" You were laying with your legs drapped over the side of the chair and your head in his lap. He was playing with your hair as your fingers fiddled with his shirt. "It is a game-obviously-and you cannot touch the other person, but whoever chickens out first looses. Basically, you have to try to get the other person to put their hands on you." You nodded and got up, sitting on the floor and patting the ground. He sat across from you and you both put your hands in your laps. You smiled and winked, letting him know to start. He leaned in and started to kiss your open due to your hair being put up. Your breath hitched, your chest rising and falling faster with each breath. You tried your best to keep yourself under control as his lips smoothly attacked your body, leaving his impassioned marks everywhere. You knew by the end of this, you would have plenty of blemishes, but you did not want to give in.
It was a few minutes in, and Harry has not stopped. You could not take it anymore, and your hands went to Harry's chin, rising it up and kissing his lips. They they went to his hair, playing and tugging it a bit. He was taken back by this and moaned between the kiss. You smiled and stopped, getting up. "W-what... where are you going?" He sounded a bit angry, and you giggled. "I suppose I am thirsty." You began to walk away when Harry got up and ran to you, pulling you closer by your waist and kissing you. From the lower half of your body, you could slightly feel something poking your leg and you smirked into the kiss, "we should do something about that." You whispered against his lips and moved your hand lower against his body. He moaned and tried to walk backwards to the couch, but fell back onto the carpet instead-dragging you down on top of him. The kiss did not break nor did you two stop, taking care of his friend right there.

Zayn; You just came home from an exhausting day of work and just wanted to take a shower. You walked from the front door to the living room, finding Zayn watching the television and kissed him, "hey baby." He smiled, and you did too, "hey Zayn. I am going to take a shower." He nodded and returned his gaze to the television. You walked upstairs to your room and stripped down to nothing-throwing on a robe. You were looking for your hair products that were always on the top of your dresser. "Dammit, where are they?" You mumbled to yourself as you looked at everything on the counter. You checked everywhere in the room, even under the bed and could not find them. "Dammit!" You shouted as you checked the bedside table with no luck. You did not notice Zayn was standing in the doorway, watching you the whole time. He was getting a bit turned on at your frustration and the fact that all you were in was a robe-which means it was showing a bit of cleavage.
You were about to turn and go find Zayn to ask him if he knew where they were when you say him standing there, hands over his junk and a slight blush working at his cheeks. You smirked and walked over to him. You put your hands on his chest, resting them there and looked up at his face, "do you know where my hair products went?" You whispered. He whimpered and shook his head, you frowned and kissed him, turning your back and walking off. "Guess I will take a shower without them." You were about to walk away when Zayn could not handle it anymore, ran to you and spun you around. His lips went to yours with such passion and roughness you almost stumbled back. His arms kept you steady as your lips moved together. "C'mon." He growled, moving you back into the bathroom and turning on the shower. He slid your robe down, and you two entered the steaming water, lips locks and body stuck together. Your time home from work was definitely better now.

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