One Direction One Shots

Whipped Cream and Secrets (warning mpreg)

Niall just didn't know what to do. It was all he could think about. Morning and night. It just ate at him. No matter what he would try... Liam just would not have sex with him. He just didn't know why. Liam was always willing. More than willing, actually. It was just a month before that it started happening. Niall and Liam had been together for ten years. So Niall thought he had reason to worry.

Plus, Niall was really desperate.

He needed it so bad.

He kept coming up with plans to seduce Liam but they never worked. Flowers. Chocolates. Nothing worked. Liam just went to sleep straight away. Niall was getting really worried. Maybe Liam didn't love him anymore. He came up with one final plan. If it  didn't work, he was just going to give up. So he got to work on his plan half an hour before Liam was due home from work…

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“Niall, I’m home!” Liam called out, closing the front door behind him and placing his briefcase on the floor.

“Hey baby.” Niall answered from the lounge room. Liam smiled and walked to the loungeroom, only to freeze and drop his keys. "How was your day?" Niall was lying on the couch, running his hands up and down his body. Liams eyes followed his hands then went to Nialls face. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open...

The part that really got to Liam was what Niall was wearing... Nothing but shiny red short shorts, fishnet stockings and… high heels?!

And that wasn't even the best bit. He had covered his nipples in whipped cream.

“Wh-what are you wearing Niall?”

Niall smiles and waves his lover over, Liam took the few steps towards his boyfriend and looked at him with wide eyes. Niall took hold of his hand and pulled Liam towards him. To avoid getting whipped cream on his suit, Liam moved so he was straddling Niall. “Something special, just for you. Do you like it?”

Liam slowly nodded and watched as Niall got a bit of whipped cream on his finger and put it in his mouth, “Mmm tastes so good!” He moaned.

Liam's eyes widened and Niall grinned. He dipped his finger back into the cream and wiped it slowly over Liam's mouth, who stuck out his tongue to lick it off. “Mmm…” Liam groaned, feeling his dick grow harder. “Niall...”

“Yes Liam?”

He just shook his head and leant down to lick the cream from Niall's left nipple, the sounds that came from the younger man making it even better. As soon as the cream was licked clean, Niall pulled the other man's hips towards his own, creating delicious friction that neither of them could resist.

“F-fuck!”

“Is that an invitation?” Niall asked, bringing his hands up to Liam’s business shirt.

“Niall… I- no.”

Niall looked disbelievingly at Liam for a moment then frowned. Liam seemed to snap out of his arousal pretty quickly. He stood up and looked down at his lover who had a bulge in his very tight pants.

Niall got up too and his shoulders drooped. He looked to his lover, tears coming to his eyes, “It’s been a month since we made love. I’ve been trying everything I can. I mean, look at this!” He gestured to the plastic pants and matching high heels. “Do you not love me anymore Liam?”

Liam looked at Niall and frowned, “Niall,” he started, but instead started crying, he wrapped his arms tightly around Niall and started kissing his neck and face. “Baby, I could never stop loving you! Don’t ever think I don’t love you because you are the most important thing in my life. The truth is, I-”

“What? You what Liam?” Niall asked, wiping at his eyes roughly, "Cause I'd really like to know why my husband hasn't been spending time with me and going to bed early and ignoring me every time I try kiss you or even get close to you."

Liam sobbed into Niall's shoulder "Its hard on me too, I hate refusing you. You are the most beautiful man I have ever met." Liam calmed down a little before continuing, "I just haven't been... myself lately. I'm p-" Liam cut himself off. What if Niall didn't want this...

"You're what?"

Liam stared a Niall for a few moments before saying, “So how was your day?” He walked towards the kitchen.

Niall follows, “Liam,”

“What are we having for dinner tonight? Have you planned anything?” He opened the fridge and moved a few things around then closed it.

“Liam…”

“Do we have any chicken? I feel like satay.” He opened the cupboard and pulled out satay sauce, showing Niall and smiling.

“Liam.”

“Would you rather wine or beer with that?” He walked back to the fridge and looked at the alcohol.

“Liam!”

“Hmm?” He turned around and looked at Niall with a smile, holding a beer and a bottle of chardonnay.

“What did you say?”

“I said ‘do you want wine or beer with that?’” Liam said, wiggling the bottles of alcohol to show Niall what he was talking about.

“Before that.”

“Umm… I asked if we had chicken.” Liam said, scratching his head nervously.

“No, you know exactly what I’m talking about. What are you?”

“Oh! You heard that?!”  Liam said, frowning because what the fuck was he meant to say?!

Niall looked at Liam with that look that said ‘do I really look that stupid? “Um, yeah.” He started tapping his high-heeled foot on the floor which brought Liam’s attention back to the delicious look of Niall and those pants that leave nothing to the imagination. He was to die for.

“I said I’m... okay, Niall, come with me." Liam grabbed Niall's hand and pulled him back to the loungeroom. "Sit down." The men sat down and Liam took Niall's hands in his own. "Niall, I'm pregnant."

"W-what?" Niall stuttered, eyes widening.

"I'm pregnant, so I've been tired and stressed..."

Niall grinned, "You're pregnant?"

"Yeah-" Niall pulled Liam in for a kiss, cutting off what he was going to say. 

"Why didn't you just tell me?" He ran his hands down Liam's cheeks then felt tears prick at his eyes again. "How far along are you?" He couldn't stop grinning.

"Fourteen weeks."

Niall leant forward and kissed him again... and again. "I love you. So much."

Liam grinned then gasped. Niall looked at him concerned but Liam beamed. He unbuttoned his shirt and took Niall's hand, pressing it against his belly.

Niall looked at him confused then his eyes widened, "Is that-"

"Yeah." Liam said, bringing his other hand up to wipe a tear from Niall's cheek.

Niall looked down at Liam's stomach then back at his face, "Oh my god."

"I know. I just wish I had treated you better and showed you I do love you." Liam smiled sadly.

"Hey, come on. Don't worry about that. I just wish I had more money to buy you a better house."

"Niall, I don’t need anything to be happy as long as I’m with you. We could live in cardboard boxes in the street if we had to, and I would still be the luckiest man on earth.” He stopped talking and stared at Niall, who looked back then smiled the biggest smile Liam had ever seen.

“I love you. So much.” Niall can't stop smiling and Liam feared he may break his beautiful face in half if he kept up with it, so he wrapped his arms around the younger mans body. He kissed him softly on the neck and whispers, “You realize this means forever, we can't quit now.”

“I do, and I couldn't be happier... Now. Beer or Wine?”