I'll Mend Your Broken Heart

Is there a sexy way to crawl down the bed to someone? Or do you ever think you look sexy and then realise you probably look like a possessed cat?

You hoped you looked sexy, because Niall sure as hell did.

Standing at the end of his bed stark naked in all his beautiful Irish glory, your mouth was salivating at the sight of him. His gym sessions were really paying off and he was looking toned and thick in all the right places.

Kneeling on all fours in front of him you reached across and took him in your hand. He was already fully hard, clearly your seductive naked crawling had worked.

Looking up at him through your lashes you watched his face as you leaned forward and kitten licked his bright red tip. He let out a sigh and a moan at your teasing, bringing his hand up to move your hair away from your face.

"Baby, stop teasing me." He whispered as he then ran his hands gently down your back, giving it a light scratch. He knew you liked it when he did that.

Over the past three months you had learnt all the little things that each other liked and could always manage to get each other off in multiple ways.

"Your body is looking amazing." You whispered between little licks.

"Yeah? You been checking me out?"

"Mmmm." You hummed against him.

Leaning on your elbow for support, you used that hand to hold his cock close to your mouth and reached your other hand around to squeeze his bum.

"Your arse has got tighter too, I love it."

"Well, from this angle your arse looks fucking fantastic." He replied smirking. And he leaned over as much as he could and squeezed your bum with one of his hands.

A little hum from your lips against him, caused him to lightly spank you and you moaned against his tip. When you eventually took him in your mouth, he was full of praise for you. You loved it when his voice became all husky when he was turned on. All rough and rugged as he told you how amazing you were and how good you were taking him.

A sharp knock on his bedroom door had you pulling away, a look of "Oh fuck" as you sat back on your knees. You grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around you, expecting the person who had knocked to enter, but they didn't.

"Niall? Are you awake?" Willie called out.

"Yeah bud, just heading to the shower. What's up?" He replied.

"Nothing, just letting you know I'm back from Sarah's."

"Ok, I'll shower and be out in a bit."

Willie didn't reply and you assumed he had headed off to his room or something. Niall turned to you a look of relief on his face.

"That was close." He whispered as he got in his bed under the covers with you.

"I honestly thought he was going to walk right in." You whispered back.

"I locked the door last night just in case."

"Oh, I didn't know you'd done that."

"Well, you were quite busy trying to get my jeans undone when we came in here." He replied as he pulled you closer and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, kissing you sweetly.

"Hey!" You whisper shouted.

"What it's true. You missed me while I was away, just admit it."

"Maybe a little."