One Direction Preferences

#57 fight turns into rough sex.

Harry: Dating Harry Styles can sometimes have it's disadvantages. After heading to a bar one night a few guys come to flirt with you and you flirt back. It's a completely harmless gesture but Harry doesn't hide his dislike towards it. "I was just talking to them Harry. They don't even mean anything to me." You said. Still he looked infuriated, swinging you over his shoulder and carrying you to bed, forcing himself into you so hard that everyone around knew who you belonged to, the markings on your skin and your swollen center reminding you that you were his the next day.

Louis: You've come to enjoy provoking Louis, picking arguments with him about the smallest things. This time it's his tendency to leave his dirty clothes scattered across your room has become your reason for beckoning. "It's really not that big of a deal." He repeats himself, drawing out the argument. He knows what you want and that you'll keep yelling until you get it. "It is Louis! I'm so sick of you being such a slob!" With that he lifts you so that you're wrapped around him, his hands jerking your clothes off as he lays you down on the carpeted floor. He gives in to you, silencing your yelling by pounding himself into you as harshly as he can, unable to even make a noise as he brings you to a quiet, body shattering orgasm.

Niall: Niall can sometimes get aggressive when arguing with you but never had he been as mad as he was now, his body so close to yours that you could feel how turned on he was. Still you continued to scream at him. "Shut up!" He finally responded to you, shoving you so that you sank to your knees. You knew exactly what he wanted as he pulled both his pants and boxers down, his erection sticking out so that it grazed your lips. "You really think I'm just gonna suck you right now." You scoffed. Before you could close your mouth he shoved himself into your mouth, not caring if you responded to his filling you. He closed his eyes, gripping your hair and pulling your head back and forth on him, pleasing himself. Eventually you succumb to his efforts, using your tongue and cheeks to pleasure him, letting him shut you up with his throbbing member, ready to release in you.

Liam: Liam is usually calm when you're arguing, stating his point briefly then leaving you to lash out at him, rarely arguing back and never letting go of his initial points. Tonight you've taken it too far as you've pushed him, making him stumble back a bit as you shove with every ounce of anger you carry. When he's regained his balance, he forces you against the wall with a thud, hiking your skirt and dropping his pants to his ankles, never wasting his time with removing all your clothes. He proceeds to take you against the wall, using all the anger he's held back for so long when he doesn't fuss back at you to roughly take you against the wall. It's the most toe curling, back scratching, breath-taking sex you've ever had with Liam, making you want him to take out his anger on your small, feeble body.

Zayn: "Maybe you should learn to keep your hands to yourself." You said your final words to him, storming from the bedroom and into the bath. You could hear Zayn, still cursing you from outside as he banged on the door, never ever trying the lock. You laughed to yourself as you turned on the shower, stepping beneath the warm water. You drowned out the noise, not washing but standing under the water as though it would wash your problems away. You jumped as the door to the shower swung open, an infuriated Zayn standing in front of you. He didn't say a word, stepping into the shower fully clothed and kissing you as hard as he could. Pulling his soaked pants down he didn't waste any time taking you, penetrating you with everything he had in him. He never stopped, taking you until you were screaming his name, pleasure driving you to forgive him.