One Direction Preferences Book 2

278. You're insecure about him seeing you naked

Harry: He moves slowly as he undresses you, pulling your shirt over your head. Instantly you arms cross over your chest. His hands rub against your arms, taking his time. "It's okay. Relax, you're beautiful and your body is gorgeous. We'll go slow." His voice is a whisper, your arms falling and his mouth curving into a smile as he sees a piece of you you've never allowed anyone to see, exploring the parts of you that you've never liked and falling in love with them.

Louis: You headed to the bathroom again, your clothes bundles under your arm. Louis sat on the edge of the bed, already having dressed himself for the day. "Why do you always change in the bathroom?" He was curious, looking to you for an answer you didn't really want to give. "I just don't feel comfortable yet with you seeing me." You try to put it off as though its no big deal. For the moment he lets it go but when you come out of the bathroom fully dressed he's standing in the doorway, waiting for you.

Niall: You'd been naked in front of Niall before but that never stopped you from being insecure about your body, about him seeing everything you saw whenever you looked in the mirror. As he undress you yet again he licked his lips, gazing at every part of your body as the material fell away. That look, that was the one that could have you secure if only for a moment, making you realize that no matter how many times he saw you in the nude, you would always be the same to him, no flaws only complete beauty.

Liam: You sat on his lap, things becoming heated once again, Liam's hands ran under the hem of your shirt, ready to work their way further up your body. You reached down, grabbing his wrist and pulling away a bit. "I don't have to look. I could feel first. Trust me, whatever is wrong it doesn't matter." He looks up at you, waiting for permission, your lips on his an invitation to get to know your body, first by touch then by sight.

Zayn: Your cheeks flush red and you head bows as you stand at the end of the bed, pulling off your shirt a little too fast for his liking. "Slow down." He groaned, eyes narrowed as he watched you. From that moment you took it slowly, sliding your hands down your sides and to the waist of you panties, sliding them down your legs and reaching your hands to the clasp of your bra, letting it pool to the floor. "Now, come here." He motions you over to the bed, pulling you directly into his arms. "You don't need to blush or be bashful around anyone, especially me. You're so beautiful."