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Filthy whispers

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<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px 0px 6px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Niall: A smirk made its way to his lips as he watched the hints of pink creep up your neck and he pressed his lips back to your ear, “Nobody’s watching.” He whispered letting his thumb rub circles into your thigh, “But I wouldn’t care if they were…” He mumbled taking your earlobe into his mouth and sucking at it lightly, “I think I’d like having them watch.” He continued speaking quietly letting his fingers trail up your thigh until they disappeared underneath your dress causing you to let out a small gasp. “Think we can put on a little show for them?” He whispered hotly into your ear as his fingers slowly made their way further up your dress.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Liam: “You really liked that huh?” He asked quietly as he smoothed his hand over the reddened mark he’d just smacked into your bare bottom. He brought his lower lip into his mouth, biting back a groan as you let out a whimper from the now gentle circles he was rubbing into your heated skin, “What else do you like [Y/N]?” He asked leaning in closer so his lips were pressed to your ear, “Tell me.” His unused hand trailed up until his fingers were tangled in your hair and he gave it a slight tug and a moan fell from your lips, “This too?” He whispered with a smirk taking over his lips, “What else—how about being tied up? You’ll let me do that won’t you…”</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Harry: He pressed his lips to your cheek slowly before making his way down and nipping at your jaw, “Think anyone would notice if we dipped out for a bit?” He spoke against your skin before straightening his stance and shooting someone over your shoulder a bright smile. “They probably wouldn’t notice us leaving…” He answered his own question wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him until your bodies were flush together, “but they’ll definitely hear us.” He smirked leaning in to press his lips to yours quickly, “Even with the music they’ll still hear you.” He whispered against your lips, “I want them to hear you screaming out for me while I fuck you…then we’ll come back to the party we can act like nothing happened”</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Zayn: A small groan left his lips as you pushed back against him meeting his thrust, “Fuck [Y/N].” He bit down on his lower lip before draping his body over yours and pressed his face into the crook of your neck. His grip on your hips tightened as your bodies rocked together, “I wanted this all day…I wanted you bent over all fucking day.” He whispered against your skin before biting down on your neck roughly and a moan easily made its way past your lips, “Let me hear you.” His words muffled into your skin as he slammed his hips into yours.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; list-style-type: none; padding: 6px 0px 0px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block;">Louis: “You know what I want?” He spoke softly with his lips pressed to your ear as he held onto your waist tightly. You pulled away with a questioning brow, signaling him to go on, “I want you to ride me.” He whispered with a smirk now on his lips as you let out a small cough. “I like when you’re in control.” He leaned in closer so his lips brushed over your cheek, “That’s what I want later you riding me…when we’re back at home and there’s no one around.” He pressed his lips down so he could kiss your cheek, “Think you can give me what I want?” He asked giving your side a little squeeze before separating himself from you.</li>

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