"That's it Niall. We're over." said Liam.
Right before he turned into a purple dinosaur.
I shot up out of my bed to find Liam missing. My mind couldn't help wonder if the dream may have been some kind of weird sign or somethin- Never-mind, he was in the washroom.
"Hey, Nialler. What are you doing up?" He asked sincerely, sitting infront of my crossed legs and holding my hands. His eyes bore into mine, and I could feel myself flying on cloud 9. "Boo? Are you okay?" He asked again.
I finally found my voice, and my train of thought. "Uh, yeah. I had a bad dream.." I whispered.
Liam wrapped his arms around my body, and pulled me in his lap. He started rocking me back and forth slowly whispering in my ear. I shivered, and he went to reach over top of me to get the blanket, but his hand lightly rubbed against my crotch for half a second, causing me to gasp quietly. One of Liam's eyebrows went up, a small smirk playing on the edge of his lips. Finally, I couldn't do it anymore. I needed to taste is sweet lips on mine, so I leaned toward him and he caught on.
At first, it was a few sweet pecks that were lightly feathered across each others mouths, but it soon escalated. Our lips were rough but still sweet against eachothers. I was now straddeling Liam's lap, with my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me. His hands lightly rested on my hips, occasionally rubbing my hips and sides. His tongue slid across my bottom lip, and I decided that I would tease him a little bit. I kept my mouth shut, biting on the insides of my lip. He tried a few more times, but to no avail. I felt his hands go lower on my hips, and he squeezed my bum lightly. I gasped and he took advantage of it, and slid his tongue into my mouth. He slowly slid his tongue around in my mouth, and I massaged his tongue with mine. Before we knew it, we were in a battle for dominance. Somewhere in the whole makeout session, Liam pushed me down on my back. The position I was in previously made Liam end up between my legs. He was pressed up against me, and started moving his hips in circles on mine.
Finally, I let him win. The room was quiet except for the gasps, moans and sound of our lips parting for air. Liams fingers were wrapped around the base of my hair, holding me in place. One hand slipped out of my hair, and down to my jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans (A/N I always sleep in jeans, so thats why he's not in PJ's) , and slowly pulled them down. Without the restriction of the denim, my hardened member stood up more, still restricted by my black Calvin Klein boxers. He palmed me through my underwear and I moaned loudly. Good thing we live alone, I thought to myself. Lost in thought, I didn't realize when Liam took my boxers off. I was alerted when my member hit up against my stomach. I looked down to see Liam with his mouth inches above my throbbing member. The lust in his eyes was un mistakable. They were dark, swirling pools of brown that were locked into my gaze. His mouth slowly closed around my member and I laid my head down and tried to keep my beathing even.
I failed. Within minutes I was a sweaty squirming mess between Liam's touch.
~~~Liam's POV~~~
Niall was moving around too much for me to focus on what I was doing, so I pulled his length out of my mouth and went up to kiss him on the lips. At first he kissed back, but when I started pumping him with my hand his mouth went wide. I could tell he was trying to contribute to the kiss, but his mouth kept opening and he kept breathing things like "Oh my god..." and "Fuck Liam..." I felt him get harder, so I stopped pumping him. I didn't want him to finish just yet! I took off his shirt and layed wet kisses down his torso. I was just about to kiss beside his belly button when I heard Niall whisper.
"Please, Liam..." He whispered. He sounded so scared, so in need and most of all he sounded like he needed it to survive.
Hearing the desperation in Niall's voice, I had to give in. I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt, and then my boxers. I pumped myself near his opening for a few seconds, just to make sure I was hard enough. I positioned myself in between his open legs, and look up for permission. Niall nodded so I slowly pushed into him, gasping as I did. He let out a noise that didn't sound too human, but it still turned me on. With every pump, I started going faster. Soon enough, Niall was screaming out profanaties, and the bed frame was slamming against the wall.
"Uhhh Niall you're.. You're so t-tiiiight..." I moaned loudly.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm" Niall moaned.
"I want you to cum with me, baby. C'mon, Nialler." I said with my face tucked into the crook of his neck. I started pumping his rock hard length. Every time I went out, my hand went down. Soon enough, I felt Niall's member twitch in my hand, so I knew he was going to cum any second.
"Look at me, Niall." I moaned. My pace quickened, and all you could hear was the bed crashing against the wall, skin hitting skin and the screams of two boys that loved eachother.
I felt a warm liquid on my stomach, and that put me over the edge. I released into Niall, and rode out my orgasm before collapsing beside him, and pulling him into my arms. We layed there until we fell asleep.
~The Next Morning~
"Whoa Niall. Last night was pretty crazy..." I winked.
"Up for round two?" He growled.
I nodded and he walked toward me, pressing me against the wall, wasting no time.
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