Niall One Shots

Holding Out...Maybe

Here's a little inspo: y/n and Niall or Harry makes bet to see who can hold out the longest

Niall pushed himself up off of you after having made you come for the third time in the last hour. He was in some kind of mood after being in the studio all day and you weren't about to get in his way. Whenever he came home in a mood like this you were more than amenable to it. It worked out to your advantage after all.

He pressed a soft kiss to your lips before rolling over. He stood up to walk to the bathroom, allowing you a few moments to regain control over your limbs. When he walked back out a few moments later, a smug, satisfied smile graced his features.

You watched as he sat down on the bed and swung his hands behind his head as he let out a deep sigh,

"And what are you so pleased about?"

He shrugged,

"Never heard ya make that noise before."

"What noise?"

"Ya know that..." He squealed, sounding like a cross between a dying animal and a baby, "that sound..."

You shook your head,

"Seriously? You're gloating right now?"

He nodded,

"Damn right I am." He laughed to himself, still so proud of his achievement, "Coulda broken glass...all cuz of me."

You pushed yourself up onto your elbows as you looked over at him. You shook your head as you pulled the covers off of your body and stood up, stomping towards the bathroom. You stopped and turned around, not even bothering to cover your naked body up,

"You think you're pretty special don't you?"

He nodded,

"I do." He threw his hands up, "Oh c'mon...like you wouldn't think the same if you made me sound like that."

Sure it was a great night between the two of you. He'd been especially sweet and fluffy tonight. He was also specifically interested in touching every part of your body he could get to. He came home with one thing on his mind and that was you. Niall was a fabulous lover, there was no getting around it.

But the way he was acting was off putting. Like he didn't even need to work for it. Like your clothes simply fell off your body the moment he walked in the door.

Ok, maybe they did. But he didn't need to know that.

He said something under his breath, causing you to pull out of your thoughts,

"What'd you say?"

He shook his head,

"Nothin'."

"Niall, what did you say?"

"Nothin...I swear."

"You said I couldn't go a week without you inside of me didn't you?"

His eyes widened, he hadn't realized you heard him. He shook his head,

"I didn't...I didn't mean it that way. Why are ya so mad? We just had a great night."

You walked towards him, pushing your hands into the bed on either side of him and leaning over to look him directly in the eye,

"Care to make a bet?"

He raised his eyebrows,

"A bet about what?"

"Who can go the longest?"