Niall Blurbs

Dirty Mornings

You were on your knees in front of him, blood shot eyes on him. Your mouth was opened as far as it could go and Niall was giving you a moment to suck on him-taking a break from fucking your face. You looked fucking obscene and Niall loved it. The way your tears were tracing down your cheeks, the smeared eyeliner and mascara from it, hair out of place, swollen lips, and faded lipstick... Everything about you said, nasty girl. And you were-especially for him.

Your cheeks were hollowed and you were sucking, bobbing your head as you went, not breaking eye contact. His moans were everything to you, hearing that just made you wet. His head tilts back slightly as you deep throat him as much as you can, a low growl coming from the back of his throat. Another moan comes from him as you slowly pull your head back, focusing on sucking. "Fuck that feels awesome. Suck harder." He manages to get out.

All you do is comply.

Your hand grips the base of his dick, your head bobbing again as you focus on sucking. Your tongue flicking over the head whenever you come off of his dick enough.

Just as he was about to cum, he pulls back completely, not wanting this all to be over.

You look up at him with heavy lidded eyes and Niall pulls you up, leaning down and kissing you roughly, biting at your bottom lip and pulling before pushing you onto the bed. He watches you for a moment, taking in your gorgeous nakedness. The way Niall looks at you, it makes you feel like it's the first time he's seeing you naked over and over again.

"I'm going to fucking pound you senseless." He nods as he speaks calmly, eyes on you as he makes you lay down with your face in the pillows and ass up.

You glance behind you to watch him bring one hand down on your ass, causing the stinging sensation to radiate through your body. Your back arches every so slightly with the pleasurable pain. His fingers trail over your pussy, soaking them, before he carefully starts to finger fuck you. He wanted you close, wanted you on the edge before he fucked you into the mattress.

When he watched your toes curl and the flush work to your cheeks, he stopped. Niall knew you well enough to know when you were ready to cum and this was not how it was going to happen. It was going to happen on his dick or not at all tonight.

You whimper at the loss of his fingers before moaning loudly as he fucks into you. Niall lets out a loud groan and lets his hand land on your ass again with another light spank. "Fucking hell," he breathes out before pulling all the way out and pushing back into you, causing you to whimper his name.

After a few more teasing pull outs, he gets a good grip on your hips and finds his rhythm. His goal was to keep it deep but quick. He wanted you putty in his hands. He wanted you screaming.

It felt so fucking good too. No one could fuck you like Niall did. Ever.

Between the sounds of skin slapping against each other and the mixture of your moans and praises between one another, you were building back up to cumming again.

You bring your hand up to rub at your clit as he fucks you. You were whimpering, asking to cum and he lets out a loud moan before agreeing to it. "Squeeze your legs tighter, fuck." He gasps out his request. You do your best to do so and his hips stutter in rhythm. That's what he wanted.

A few more deep thrusts from Niall; your body tenses up before you let out a scream of his name, gripping the sheets until your knuckles were white, tightening around his dick buried in you, you cum.

Putty in his hands.

"Oh fuck, baby," He gasps, moving his hips a bit faster, not focusing on going deep anymore. His hips rut up a few times against out of rhythm as he starts to cum, letting out a moan of your name. You did this to him, made him cum.

You two ride it out together before he pulls out and collapses next to you, tangling your legs together and pulling you to this chest. Both of you were a sweaty, orgasm dazed mess.

"That was fucking amazing." He breathes out, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead.

You manage a breathless giggle, "Yeah it was." You breathe out and kiss his flushed chest lightly.

You both lay there, trying to catch your breath, enjoying the closeness and warmth of one another.