Harry - “(Y/N),” you heard his voice drawl around the doorframe into the living room before his body, half-naked, did, “the kids aren’t home tonight, I think you know what this means…”
"Please don’t let it be naked hide and seek again," you groaned with a smile ghosting over features from the lamp giving off light by the couch. You tossed your head back to see him, walking towards you.
"No," he smirked, reaching you, leaning down to kiss you, hands already raking your chest, "just some good old fashioned loving, baby," he turned around to the front of you, leaning down, lips on your neck.
You reacted, letting him lift you with arms barely straining, to straddling his waist, wrap around, “I think I can get on board with that…”
Liam - you felt arms wrap you from behind, enough to make you drop the plate you had back into the foamy sink, dipping through the water, your hands soaked and a little limp when Liam pressed himself into you, exhaling softly, groaning into your skin, kissing the back of your neck, “house is a little quiet tonight…” he whispered there.
You felt hairs stick up, your limbs tensing and a part of you still wanting to flutter eyelashes even after all these years, “yeah,” you breathed, “it is…”
"How about…" Liam opened his mouth to clamp down on your shoulder, "we make a little noise then…"
Louis - ”Come on, I know you can go louder than that,” he thrust down to the pace of every word, groaning, his pants heavy where they landed on your collarbone, “kids aren’t home, you can go for it…”
"God," you gasped like you were realising it, "I’m so used to having to hold it in," you chuckled, breathily, from under him. His hands wrapped around your hips and he landed into you again, harshly, rough the way he made you really feel it.
"Don’t have to hold it in tonight," he smirked, almost winking but you weren’t sure in the dark, "go for it…" he enunciated the last word, thrusting harder again, making you do exactly what he said.
Zayn - you felt Zayn press into you in the bathroom, skin still softer than ever and damp from the shower, his hands roaming your skin when you set down your toothbrush. You giggled a little under his touch, washing your hands, “babe, what are you doing?”
"Kids aren’t home tonight," he smirked, peering ahead at the way you looked in the mirror, perfect the way he’d never change a thing, your smile heightening at the way his words had dribbled out like honey.
You cocked one eyebrow, “oh, yeah?”
"Yeah," he shifted your hair to one side, watching his own eyes as he kissed a line along your skin, "I think you know what that means."
Niall - you closed the fridge when Niall walked into the kitchen, nodding on the phone. You smiled over when he did the same, kissing your cheek as he passed, one hand on his hip, murmuring into the phone. You were fishing in the cutlery drawer when he hung up. You nodded over, “who was that on the phone?”
"That kid, Jerry’s mum," Niall smirked, setting the phone back in it’s cradle, "Ben’s gonna spend the night at his house tonight."
You stopped, watching the way Niall watched you, “oh, really?”
"Yep," he bit his bottom lip before he let it drop, watching you still, "and Sarah’s out of town for the weekend, so…"
"Bedroom," you dropped everything for dinner, "let’s go."
