Harry - you tapped the front door shut with your foot, juggling grocery bags in both hands as you waddled into the kitchen, fisted fabric of your jacket between your legs. Everything laid on the counter, you jumped as a pair of hands twined around your waist. “You, me, bedroom… now,” a low voice growled in your ear, before nipping hotly at your skin.
"Haz, I have to make tea…" you giggled, as he shrouded you.
"Oh, no, no (Y/N), no time for tea," his excitement leant into you from behind, inspiring you to turn. He attached his lips to your neck and brewed splattered marks in pinky red along the surface.
"Someone’s a little horny tonight…" you fluttered eyelashes beneath him.
"I found," he pressed a hungry kiss to your lips once, "your little collection, babe, under the bed…" he moved his lips to your jaw and growled along the line, "thought you could hide them from me, we could’ve watched them together, babe."
Liam - ”Love, what’s this?” You turned your head curiously as he raised the DVD in one hand, “it was under the coffee table…”
You bit your lip, ashamed of the title and content. “Um,” you raised your body from the couch gingerly and slowed towards him, “it’s… porn. I, um, get a little… lonely when you’re away all the time and I just…” you bowed your head at the sight of his bewildered expression, “hang on to it… in case I need it…”
"Oh, baby," he laid the DVD down and engulfed you in a hug, "you don’t need that, I’m only ever a phone call away…" he leant down to your ear and lowered his voice to a rasp, "and I’m pretty good at dirty talk, if you know what I mean."
Louis - he was rustling through boxes in the living room, flat-packed evidence that you’d both been far too lazy at moving in together. “Can’t believe we’ve still got all these boxes,” he murmured, bowing his head and dipping down into the contents, “there’s so much, I… whoa, hang on, babe, what the hell is this?”
You stepped into the living room, a mug of tea in either hand. “What’s what?” You sniffed.
"This…" he stood, and walked towards you, a stack of magazines in his hand, labelled as ‘(Y/N), personal’.
"Oh," a blush rose in your cheeks, "that’s just… you know, I went through a phase, I…"
Louis tipped your chin up to meet your eyes, “babe?”
"I like porn, okay!" You grinned sheepishly, handing him his mug in a bid to force him to drop the magazines clung in his palms.
Zayn - your eyelids fluttered open, gaze petering until you could focus, and roll over to the other side of the bed. “Babe?” You groaned, one uncurling fist searching the covers for Zayn. You looked up and found him against the headboard, his skin alighted by the light of a laptop screen before him. “Hey,” he turned to you suddenly, "did you lend your laptop out or something, babe?"
You groaned and rubbed the sleep slowly from your eyes, “um, no. Why?”
"I was just looking and I saw the history… there’s all these porn sites, I…"
"Oh, yeah," you bit your lip and snuggled closer to him, "they’re um, they’re mine."
"You went to those sites?" Half a chuckle came out with his words.
"Yeah, so what?" You sidled closer still, and gazed up at him, "girls get curious too, you know?"
Niall - you heard the front door slam, and jumped. Quickly, you fiddled the remote out of one of the couch cushions and turned the television off, hoping Niall hadn’t heard anything. “Where are you, babe?” He called a moment later.
"Um… living room," you called back, rearranging your position.
"What are you watching?" Niall dropped his bag and meandered towards you, brushing his lips along your hairline.
"Nothing," you pushed the remote away, "you want a drink or something?"
"Sure," he flopped down onto the couch, a sigh of exhaustion passing dry lips that you eyed as you eased up. You left the living room and crossed into the kitchen, fetching a glass from the cupboard. It almost slipped from your hand when the sounds of moaning filled the room. You blinked, and gulped, realising Niall must’ve turned on the television.
"Um, babe… where you watching this?" You heard Niall call unsurely.
"Maybe…" you blushed, thankful that he couldn’t see your face. He just laughed and when you moved to hand him his drink, he was lain back, waiting for you to join him.
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One Direction Prefrences and Imagines
FanfictionIf you ever need to escape your life then this is the right place to be! My name is holland and I'll write what you think is cool and want to hear, Have fun and don't forget that maybe one day this could happen!
