I walked out of the bathroom and was greeted by Niall with a scowl on his face.
"You okay?" I asked, making my way to the bedroom.
"I don't know, why don't you go and ask Harry? You're probably dying to sneak into his room right now." He snapped.
What?
I didn't bother getting dressed; I joined Niall on the bed and asked what's wrong.
"Nothing, you just seem really fond of him, having like a thousand images of his face saved on your phone."
"You went through my phone?"
"I was just gonna follow you on Twitter." He defended. "But then I stumbled upon that shit."
"You didn't saw the rest?" I smiled. I'm not even mad at him for invading my privacy.
"Why bother? Probably just more of his face anyway." He turned his back on me. "You should change your gallery name to "Horny Harry Gallery." He says making air quotes with his hands.
I laughed, he definitely saw the crotch grab pictures I saved.
"Not funny." He growled.
I unlocked my iPhone and went to the recently saved images.
"So you're telling me you didn't see this?" I say flashing an image of him. "Or this?" I swiped to show him some more. "Or this?" I continued.
He dodged my hand.
"Niall." I softly say, placing my phone back to the bedside drawer. "Hey, look at me." I plea, turning to sit on my knees, facing him.
He turned to me and raised his eyebrows. He's mad but incredibly cute.
"I told you he was my favorite." I started.
"Was." He repeated.
"Yes, past tense." I pointed out. "I think I like Liam more than him now." I joked.
"So now I have to worry about Liam too?" He answered, getting more annoyed.
"That's not what I'm saying." I started. "Those were old pictures." I explained. "I haven't met you guys yet you know. I have no idea who you really are, personally. I just follow you on my computer screen."
"And now that I do, you're on top of the list. Given that I only known you guys for 2 weeks." I continued.
"I don't want to be on top of the list, I want to be the only one on the list." He paused. "Heck I don't even want a list at all."
"Okay, no list. Got it." I smiled sweetly.
He's still frowning.
"I'll delete the pictures." I say, trying to cheer him up.
Still didn't work.
"Come on, don't be mad." I leaned closer and kissed the frown on his forehead.
I saw a hint of smile forming on his lips but he quickly recovered with a fake scowl.
I kissed his nose.
"Still mad?" I pouted.
He nodded but I caught him smiling.
I gave him a quick peck on the lips.
"How about now?" I say biting my lip.
He flipped us over and hovered on top of me. He's smiling. Yes!
"Who's your favorite now?" He teased.
"You?"
"Is that a question?" He leaned in but stopped inches away from my face.
"You Niall, you." I say, impatiently waiting for his lips on mine.
He took my lips in his, kissing me softly at first but the kiss then went deeper and hungrier.
He fumbled with the knot on my towel and I remembered that I'm not even dressed yet, all I've got is the towel, which he's taking off of me right now.
I took his wrist, stopping him and he pulled away from the kiss shaking his head.
"Oh no you don't." He says with a thick Irish accent, giving me a smirk before grabbing my hands and pinning it on either side of my head.
His lips immediately went to my neck, kissing and sucking my hot skin. My mouth went dry and a moan escaped from my lips as he found my sweet spot.
"Niall." I breathe. "I don't think I'm ready for---"
"I'm not going to have sex with you." He whispered, cutting me off.
"Oh." A pang of disappointment washed through me, I know I wasn't ready but I was expecting that he's going to convince me to do it. I would probably give in.
My train of thought was interrupted when he cupped my sex.
"...but I'm going to make you feel really good tonight." He growled to my ear.
Excitement rifles through my body, I felt myself getting wet down there.
He used his knees to spread my legs apart as his mouth came to my breast. My hands went through his hair as he tugs on my nipple.
"Niall." I moaned.
"Yes?" He answered softly, teasing, as he brings his face next to mine.
I thought he was going to kiss me, but he just kept on staring at me with that stupid smirk planted on his face.
I was about to ask what he was doing when I felt his finger run through my slick folds, sending sparks all over my body.
His smirk grew wider, as his deep blue eyes bore into mine.
“Who made you this wet?” He growled softly.
He began rubbing my clit which caused me to arch my back. I pulled his face towards mine, hungry for his kiss.
His tongue assaulted my mouth as I felt him slide a finger on me, softly pumping in and out. My hand fell to his arms and I gave him a hard squeeze as his pumping went faster.
I arched my back wanting more, and he responded by curling his finger inside, and I push my hips up, meeting his rhythm. “I’m going to add one more, baby.” He whispered as he inserted another finger on me.
It's a bit painful but this feels so good... Really good.
My mouth repeatedly let out loud moans as I climb higher.
"You like what I do to you huh?" He asked working me with his fingers even faster.
Unable to say a word I just nodded and bit my lip hard. I felt my knees weaken, and my body starts to shake.
I felt the pressure of his thumb on my knob and suddenly a sensation new to me is taking over my whole body. It’s extreme and overwhelming.
"Let go baby." He whispered seductively and that's all it takes for me to lose control.
"That's it, good girl." He said before crashing his lips against mine as he slowly withdraws his fingers from me.
He kept on kissing my lips trailing to my jawline down to my neck as I climb down from my high. "Next time... I'm going to use my tongue, and when you are ready... I'll give you the real thing." He mumbled sexily as he watches me ride the pure bliss taking over my body.
"I think you just had your first orgasm." He rolled off of me.
I followed his movement as he head to the bathroom. Before entering the door he looked at me, smirk still plastered in his face as his fingers went to his mouth.
I sucked in a deep breath when I realized which fingers those are. I thought it would be gross, but seeing him do that surprisingly turned me on.
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One Step at a Time (Niall SMUT) [One Shot]
General FictionSometimes, jealousy is a sexy thing.