Niall Dirty Imagine

I was awoken by the smell if burned something, I patted beside me but found an empty cold spot and I frowned. What was Niall doing? I stretched and the door slowly opened, he poked his head in and there was a shy smile on his face.

"Niall?" I asked and he pushed our bedroom door open and in his hands he carried a silver tray.

"I made breakfast for you." He said and he flushed pink. I raised my eyebrow and he set the tray on my lap and I burst out laughing. So this is why I smelled burned.

The eye was a brown color and the bread almost a pitch back. I turned to see Niall and he was red and his eyes rimmed with tears.

"Aw Niall" I cooed And set the tray down on the carpet and pulled him to me into a kiss. His hands cradled my face and the intensity of the kiss made my skin burn.

"Uh Niall" I whispered my body suddenly turned on by the idea of Niall eating food off my body.

"[Y/N]..." He trailed of as his fingers found the hem if my nightgown, lifting my arms above my head he pealed it off and his hands went to palm my breasts and I groaned. His tongue traced my neck to my collarbone, where he then found my breast and lapped my nipple making me moan. My hands pushed his sweats and briefs off to his knees and he took them off as well as his white shirt. He was glorious. I opened myself to him feeling love as his eyes roamed my body as he licked his lips, I loved knowing he wanted, desired me just like I him. His nose skimmed the valley of my breasts to my navel and then to my pussy. His tongue feasted in my over heated flesh as he made me cum twice with his fingers and mouth. His lips attacked mine and he swiftly slid into my warmth.

"So warm, so tight" he whispered into my ear making me moan. Our hips thrusted to meet each other, our cries of pleasure mingled together, we went faster and faster until there was no more and we both came roughly.

Niall rolled off me and I faced him.

"Best breakfast ever." I said.