You worried for your boyfriend, you knew you didn't need to, he was 26 for goodness sake but that didn't stop your worry. The worldwide pandemic was forcing your boyfriend to return to your shared house in London and honestly, you were extremely glad that you would be isolating together. The previous few weeks had been hell for you, you feared that he would get stuck in America and you wouldn't be able to see him for months. Niall appeared to see the pandemic as more of an irritation than something to fear. You knew he was frustrated about having to cancel some gigs, but he knew it was for the best. His album had hit number one in both the UK and Ireland, prompting Niall to finally feel as though he could return home to you. When he had called to inform you of this decision you had squealed in delight.
Niall was now on a flight on his way home, you had spent the hours running up to his flight cleaning the house, cooking and generally just busying yourself with chores. As soon as his flight had taken off and you knew he was on his way home, you finally relaxed. He had assured you that you didn't need to come and collect him and that he would rather be able to reunite with you in the privacy of your home. When Niall texted you to let you know that he had landed and would be home within the next hour or so, you had decided to jump in the shower and change into a nice, yet comfortable outfit.
You sat on the sofa in the living room of your shared home, you were jittery. You wanted to see you boyfriend, and you wanted to see him now. Your leg bounced up and down as you continually checked your phone for the time, which had decided to move at an excruciatingly slow pace. Finally, when you heard the door open, you jumped to your feet and ran to the door.
Niall turned abruptly at the sound of you quickly moving towards him; he leaned against the door to shut it and smiled broadly when you came into sight. You jumped at him, wrapping your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. Burying your head into his neck, you whispered your greeting to him. Niall's chuckle sent shivers through your body; he was home. Looking into his eyes, you placed one hand onto his cheek and rested your forehead against his. He smiled at you before capturing your lips in a soft kiss, it was sweet and exactly what the both of you needed.
Niall carried you through the house and into the living room. He sat on the sofa, you on his lap. You cuddled there for a minute or two, him muttering how glad he was to be back and you reciprocating by mumbling how much you had missed him. You stayed like that for nearly ten minutes before you eventually manoeuvred off him and headed into the kitchen. Niall decamped to the bedroom to have a quick shower and a change of clothes; being the loving girlfriend that you were and considering how well you knew your boyfriend, you put the frozen pasta bake you had prepared the other day and placed it in the oven. You grabbed some tortilla chips as well as some dips and brought them into the living room, you switched the tv on and headed back into the kitchen to get a couple of beers as well as a large bottle of diet coke and some glasses.
Niall returned to the living room in a pair of sweats and his teal Nike top, he smiled at the sight of you sat on the sofa, eating your crisps and dip. He sat down next to you, grabbing a beer from the table and taking a swig. He placed a kiss to your cheek and nuzzled your face with his nose; you smiled, feeling comfortable and content for the first time in the last couple of months. As you ate the snacks and waited for the timer to go off in the kitchen, you spoke about everything that had been happening in the last few months, you praised him on the album and told him how you had been listening to it every day, when you were in the shower, when you were cooking, when you wanted to dance, when you went to sleep.
The evening was relaxed as you ate the pasta bake, drank your beers and watched tv. You didn't feel as though anything else in the world mattered because in your bubble you had everything, you had the love of your life, good food and a movie marathon with blankets and pillows. What could be better? You lay together on your sofa, his arms wrapped around your waist, your head tucked under his.
You loved the movie that was playing but Niall didn't seem so interested, after the first forty-five minutes of the movie Niall had decided on something that would be a much better use of his time. He began to slow and loving kisses along your neck, occasionally sucking on your skin so that it would leave a mark. You whimpered softly, whining to your boyfriend about how you were trying to watch the movie. You wriggled as he continued causing you to press your arse against his crotch. A gasp escaped Niall's throat and he swiftly rolled the two of you so that he was lying on top of you.
His lips connected with yours as your tongues danced with one another's, his hands pushed the top that you were wearing up so that it exposed your bra. His lips disconnected from yours and moved down your neck and onto your chest, he sucked marks onto your bare skin. Reaching behind your back, Niall unclipped your bra and began to massage your breasts. You began to moan as your boyfriend used his hands to bring you indescribable pleasure, his hands travelled southwards, pushing your bottoms down so that his fingers could play with your underwear. Kicking your bottoms off so that you weren't constrained, you flipped your boyfriend over so that you hovered above him.
You pulled Niall's top over his head and pressed your lips to yours. As you kissed you pushed his sweats down to his feet and began grinding down onto him. He moaned into your mouth causing you to smile and giggle slightly, you sat upright, Niall's hands held your hips as his thumbs stroked your skin softly. You smiled down at your boyfriend before jumping off him and sauntering out of the room, your attempt at being sexy ended as soon as you left the room, as soon as you exited the living room, you ran up the stairs and into your bedroom.
Niall threw his head back and groaned before taking another swig of his beer before pushing himself up from the sofa, he jogged up the stairs and entered your bedroom. He gasped as he saw you, his eyes roamed your body as you lay sexily on the bed whilst rose petals surrounded you. He smiled at you, you smiled back before he slowly moved over towards you. He dropped his boxers before climbing onto the bed, he began kissing you again, slowly and passionately. As you kissed, Niall pushed your underwear down your legs, you kicked them off when they reached your feet. You wrapped your legs around Niall's waist.
"Are you ready? Can I?" You nodded hastily, whispering a yes in reply.
Slowly, Niall began to push into you, he hushed your moans with his lips as he kissed you. Even after all this time, having dated for nearly two years, it still took you a bit of time to adjust to his size. After a minute, you whispered to him telling him that you were ready for him to move. As he began to thrust into you, the pleasure that you were both feeling grew immensely. A multitude of moans filled the air as the two of you continued, it had been months since the two of you had last been able to be so intimate and it felt incredible. As Niall's thrust sped up, the two of you began to reach your climax. Your moans grew louder and more frequent as you reached your high.
When the two of you had come down for your high, you lay in each other's arms. Occasionally you pressed your lips to his, you were so glad that you had your boyfriend back in your arms and that you were back in his. You smiled as you thought about how lucky you were to spend the next couple of weeks alone with Niall. The two of you stayed like that for the rest of the night, only getting up to go to the loo or grab a drink, otherwise you just lay there cuddling and whispering to each other about everything you were going to do in the coming weeks.
You fell asleep in each other's arms, cuddled up close to one another and your bare skin touching each other. It was the best night sleep either of you had had in a long time because whilst you may have been isolated at least the two of you were together, and that's all you needed.
