Stupid With Love

First Time

Liam P.O.V

Niall felt so small under my hands as I pushed him against the wall. He seemed surprised by this but I didn’t care, I needed him. And I was going to have him, now. I suddenly hesitated as I went to kiss him. I leaned down slowly and placed my lips on his. His reaction was instant so I responded with placing my hand on the small of his back and pulling him against my body while my other hand cupped his cheek to keep his mouth attached to mine. I felt Niall lift his arms and wrap them around my neck as he pulled my head down so he didn’t have to stretch so far. Our bodies were mashed so tightly together that you wouldn’t be able to slide a piece of paper between us.

I felt his hands make their way down my torso heading towards the waistband of my pants. They stopped just above them and toyed with the hem of my t-shirt. With only a little hesitation he ran his hands under my shit and along my abs. I jumped a little at their coldness but did not pull away. He brought them back down to the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head, chucking it across the room. I turned my head to see where it landed but Niall pulled my head back around and looked sternly into my eyes.

“Focus.” Was all he said before smashing his mouth back onto mine.

I quickly grabbed his shirt and practically ripped it off him. I was surprised to see how defined his body was, all those sessions at the gym were really paying off for him. I stood there like an idiot staring at him for what felt like a long time. He must have been starting to get embarrassed because he wouldn’t meet my eyes.

“Liam, stop starting at me. What’s wrong?” He said starting to get self-conscious.

“You’re just beautiful, that’s all.” I stated

“And you’re drunk.” He laughed.

The last part was true, we were both extremely drunk but that doesn’t mean that he wasn’t beautiful to look at. He really was.

I slid my hands around so they rested on Niall’s arse and I firmly squeezed.

“Jump.” I instructed him. He obediently jumped up and wrapped his legs around my waist.

I turned around and walked over to the bed and placed him carefully down on it. I straddled him and brought his lips back to mine. His hands tangled their way into my hair as my lips moved down his neck. I found one of his sweet spots, sucking it hard enough to leave a mark. Hearing Niall moan under me I kissed up along his jaw, feeling the slight roughness of stubble, leaving red marks wherever I could. I wanted to leave my mark on him, let everyone know he was mine. I moved my hand down to his pants and palmed his dick through his jeans.

“Oh my god.” He moaned, thrusting his hips slightly upwards to meet my hand.

I could feel him hardening so I started to kiss down his torso. I carefully licked the subtle outline of his abs, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. I stopped when I got to the waistband of his jeans and looking up at him through my thick lashes as I started to undo the belt buckle. I was surprised to see him looking down at me so intently, watching every move I made. At first it made me feel nervous but as soon as I had his pants unzipped and was slipping them down his legs I felt a wave of adrenaline pass through my body. I got his pants down to his feet and he kicked them off, leaving him in just his shamrock boxers. I made my way quickly back up his body and straddled him. He grabbed the side of my face and pulled me down to him, crashing his lips with mine. His tongue slowly licked along my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I automatically gave him. Our tongues battled for dominance neither of them winning, when suddenly he rolled to the right flipping us over so that he was now straddling me keeping out lips connected. He broke the kiss as his hands quickly worked on my belt, undoing it in seconds and pulling my pants down my legs. He shoved his hand down my boxers, grabbing my semi-hard dick and began to stroke it up and down, causing me to moan and thrust into his hand.