Niall Blurbs

Welcome Home

Niall watches you walk in and smiles, pausing his game. "Hi baby." He says softly and sets his controller aside.

You smile at him, "Hey." You kick off your heels and put your keys in the dish. You pad over to him and sit in his lap. "Did you have a good day?" You ask, leaning in and giving him a gentle kiss.

He leans in and rests his head against your boobs. "It was good. Got a lot of writing done." He murmurs.

You smile and rub the back of his hair, nails lightly scratching the back of his head. "That's good." You praise softly. "Great job." You whisper.

His arms are wrapped around your waist and he smiles softly. "Did you have a good day at work?"

"I did." You say softly and look down at him. "Was thinking about you today." You murmur and smile.

He smiles. "Were you?"

"I was." You nod.

"Anything particular?" He asks and raises his brows, kissing your chest.

"Just about you." You say softly and look down. "And remembering the week in Sydney." You smile and shrug. "How much time we spent naked on the beach or by the pool..." you bite your lip and move some hair off of his forehead. "Maybe in bed." You sigh.

He pulls away and a faint smile touches his lips. "Sounds like you were a bit up in the clouds." He rubs your hip gently.

"I was. You made me feel so good." You smile. "And loved. And beautiful." You rest your forehead against his.

He hums and kisses your lips before resting his head against the cushion of the couch. He blinks up at you, his lips parted while a flush worked its way up from under his sweater, tinging his cheeks pink. He loves hearing about how he made you feel. "How about I make you feel that way again... in our bed?" He asks, his hand slipping up under the hem of your dress, eyes slightly glazed on yours.

You feel your own blush work up your cheeks. "I think you sh-should." You stutter out as Niall presses his fingers against your damp panties, moving them aside and tracing your clit, soaking his fingers before pulling them out and sucking his fingers clean.

You bite down on your lip and let a soft whimper.

His large hands grip your hips, shifting you so you're straddling him to the couch. He moves your hips just in the way he likes, watching your cheeks flush darker. You gasp and your eyes flutter closed. He leans forward, his mouth hot on your neck as he lets out a heavy breath before sucking a light love bite into the soft skin. "I wanna make you feel so good, petal," He murmurs, "you're gonna feel so good on me," He lets out a soft moan against your neck. You can't help your own moans and biting down on your lip. "I can't wait to be inside you, making you moan my name, whimpering for me." He breathes into your ear and sucks on your earlobe.

"You're going to have be begging now," You whimper and knot your fingers in his hair, tugging gently.

"Fuck." He stands up, hands gripping your ass as he carries you to the room.