One Direction Preferences Book 2

249. Angry sex

Zayn: He grabbed a hold of your elbow stopping you from walking out of the room, "You try to leave every time something doesn't go the way you want it to." He said with a dry chuckle as he pulled you back against his chest. "Stop acting like a child." He whispered into your ear as you turned around to face him with narrowed eyes. "Fuck you." You pushed at his chest and he grabbed a hold of your hands before pressing his lips to yours. Your nails dug into the backs of his hands as he led you toward the bed and dropped down on it with you on top of him. His hands escaped the death grip and found their way to your hips with his fingers slipping underneath the ends of your shirt. "Stop trying to leave all the time." He spoke against your lips tightening his hands around you as you bit down on his lip hard pushing his shirt up a bit and scraping your nails against his skin.

Louis: "I'm sorry. I didn't-" He cut you off by pressing his lips to yours making your teeth clank as he backed you up against the door. "Stop apologizing...s'not gonna make things better." He spoke into your mouth before taking your lip between his teeth and biting down on it causing a moan to make its way from the back of your throat. Your nails scratching along his back as his lips made their way down your neck sucking bruises into your skin. He pushed your shorts down, leaving it so you could kick them aside before lifting you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. Still nipping and sucking at your skin he pushed your underwear to the side before sliding into you and another moan slipped past your lips. "I'm sorry..." You whimpered letting your forehead rest on his shoulder as he pushed into you quickly low growls. His fingers tangled into your hair, tugging hard enough to remove your face from being buried into his shoulder, "Shut up."

Niall: "I hate you..." You moaned against his lips as your hands slid up his back until they were at the ends of his hair and you tugged at it roughly. He pushed your hips down into the mattress with his fingers digging into your hipbones, surely to leave finger shaped bruises behind. Small noises spilled from his lips into yours as he pressed into your harder, "Still." He pulled his lips from yours with a small chuckle slipping past but it soon faded into a hiss as you tugged roughly at his hair once more. "Fuck..." He said through clenched teeth. He moved his hips faster, harder forcing throaty moans from your parted lips while his grip tightened around your hips. "I-I" Your word cut off by a moan as you felt yourself reaching your high. You arched your body up against his as his lips pressed against yours roughly.

Liam: "You want me to yell or something." He shook his head taking a step toward you, "You want some kind of reaction from me [Y/N]...but you're not going to get one." He leaned forward so he was in your face. You rolled your eyes at him before moving away from him, "Whatever Liam." He followed after you nudging you a bit so you stumbled, catching yourself on to the wall and turning around to face him with narrowed eyes. He pressed his lips to your in a bruising kiss with his hands at your waist, "Why does that make you so angry?" He whispered against your lips before letting his lips trail down your neck nipping at it a little, "Why does me not arguing back make you mad?" He asked looking up at you through his lashes. Quickly his hands were on your thighs and he picked you up pressing your back against wall a bit roughly and a gasp made its way through your parted lips. " Want a reaction from me [Y/N]?" He asked biting down on your neck squeezing your thighs tightly.

Harry: He pushed his hair back from his forehead, looking up at you with hooded eyes, "I'm angry." He spoke under his breath as you leaned forward to attach your lips to his bare chest. You trailed your lips along different parts of his torso, biting down around his nipple causing him to let out a groan. He placed his hands on your hips, squeezing them a bit as you tongue trailed over the bud, "I'm still angry." He sighed letting his eyes fall shut as you moved your hips in small circles. "Shut up already Harry." You rolled your eyes looking up at him with a slight frown on your lips, "Stop talking." You groaned moving your hips a bit faster making another moan fall from his lips. His fingers dug into your skin as he nodded his head at you, "Fine...fine...just stop teasing me already."