One Direction Preferences

First Time

First Time

Harry: "Harry can you please- Look, Harry." He was really getting into the moment, but you knew you weren't ready yet. "Could you please- Harold stop!" you finally yell causing him to stop immediately, face flushed and very confused. "What?" he said wanting to know what was stopping your progress this time. Whenever he tried to go further you always came up with some lame excuse instead of telling him the truth. You were afraid that if he knew then he wouldn't want to be with you, stupid as it was. It'd been over a year and he hadn't walked away yet. "I just,
uh..." you trailed off trying to come up with something on the spot. "Could you please tell me the truth this time because I'm one cold shower away from going insane." You could tell that he was frustrated, so you decided to cut the BS. "I'm waiting. I want to wait," you said timidly. "Waiting for what?" "Marriage. I want to wait until I get married to have sex." He flopped back on the bed and ran his hands down his face. "Why didn't you just tell me? Like, what'd you think I'd do? You thought I would break up with you because you wouldn't sleep with me?" He hit it right on the head; you glanced away not wanting to make eye contact with him. He tilted your chin up to him. "I'm in love with you. It's gonna take more than that to scare me away. I've already got your heart," he paused to kiss you. "Your mind." Kiss. "And, your soul." Another kiss. "I don't mind waiting for your body, besides don't you see a future for us? I'd like to think that you're going to be the one I marry." "Of course I do, but this is life. This is reality. Anything could happen." You were a realist. You knew that expectations would only lead to disappointment and so you just took each day as it went with your relationship with Harry. "I won't let you go. It's gonna be me and you forever," he stated firmly as if he'd looked into an orb and saw the future. "Don't, don't do that. Don't go promising me forever. Not until I have a ring on my left hand finger and I'm standing next to you at an alter with a white dress." He had dropped the subject that night, but with a new sense of determination. That was 2 years ago. Now here you were, at a hotel, after the best day of your life, with your new husband. "Let's get you out of that dress, that you look so beautiful in, but I'm pretty sure you look better with nothing on. Your body's mine now."

Liam: Your back was pressed against the wall, Liam supporting you. His hands were trailing up and down your thighs, occasionally squeezing at your backside, as you two attacked each others lips. "Put me down," you ordered and he released you, lips slightly swollen from your heated activities. You started making your way upstairs expecting him to follow you, but instead found him at the base of the stairs watching your every move. You signaled for him to follow you and almost instantly his hands were wrapped around your waist from behind and he was pressing kisses to your neck, all while ascending up the stairs. Impressive. Once you were in the comfort of your room he pushed you down on your bed. You felt his hand making its way down your thigh, up under your dress, knowing the final destination would be your underwear, but that's not what you wanted to happen tonight. "Do you have a condom?" He sat up quickly obviously not prepared. "But I- uh, yeah. I do, but do you really wanna do it?" You nodded. "Yes, I think I'm ready to take on you and all your 10 inch glory," you joked which caused him to blush. "You make jokes now, but we'll see who's gonna be feeling it in the morning," he fired back. "Touché."

Louis: You had been seeing Louis for just about four months and he was leaving for tour soon. It's not like he had been pressuring you to have sex, but there would be plenty of girls on tour and you wanted to show him that your relationship was serious and all that he was going to need. That is precisely why you were straddling his lap, pressing kisses up his neck, and leaving random love bites, instead of watching the movie you had picked out. "Babe, I-" he tried to interject, but ended up moaning instead as you ground your hips against his. He moved his hands from your waist to your hair pulling you closer to him. In response, you grabbed his collar getting impossibly closer to him. He flipped you two's position putting him on top with you pressed against the couch. Kisses became hard, desperate, needy, and you could tell Louis was quickly losing his self control. Shirts and pants were quickly lost in the lust and passion of the moment. He reluctantly pulled back after a minute or so into your make out session. "We should- we should probably stop," he stuttered out trying to compose himself. But, you shook your head in response, once again, pulling him towards you. Again, he pulled back with a wild look in his eyes. You knew he wanted you. That was made evident by the prominent bulge you felt pressed against your thigh. "Baby, if we keep going, I won't be able to stop," he said breathlessly. "Thats what I was going for." You looped your arms around his neck not wanting him to stray too far from you. "Are you serious?" You nodded bringing your foreheads together. "I want you so bad." He took in a sharp breath. "Are you sure about this? I mean I don't mind waiting for you. Like, if you're not ready that's cool, but don't feel like you have to because we're dating and there's plenty-" he rambled on, but was shut up when one of your hands made its way down his pants and you swore his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Anymore objections?" You smirked still continuing on with the hand job. All you received was a string of moans in return and you knew how this night was going to turn out. "Great. Now take me upstairs."

Zayn: "You want to do something stupid?" you asked Zayn after his insane party. Naughty Boy and all his other friends had left and now it was just you and him. And even though it technically wasn't his birthday anymore, the fun didn't have to stop. "How stupid?" he asked hanging upside down from the couch. "The kind of stupid that got us suspended in grade 6 or the kind of stupid that'll have me on the front pages and all over social media?" You thought over his comparison for a few moments. "So long as you have condoms already here, hopefully neither." You but your lip at the end of the sentence just realizing how blunt that was."I'm not understanding what you're saying." He slowly sat up. "You haven't had a lady friend over and it's your birthday and so..." you trailed off scooting closer to him. "What exactly do you want from me?" You straddled him, your legs on both sides of his waist. "I want you naked, under me, screaming my name."
Once you uttered that statement, you felt him harden against you. "Are you drunk?" he asked attempting to put up a fight. "Not enough to not know what I'm doing right now." He looked unsure, but didn't really object once you started kissing his neck in search of his sensitive spot. "It's your birthday. Consider this my gift to you."

Niall: You and Niall had been having a particularly relaxing day. You two were lying on his bed, you safely tucked under his arm, and he watching some football game that you weren't paying attention to. For some time you had been absentmindedly tracing shapes on Niall's abs, just happy to be in his presence if only for a few more days. Any time you had with Niall was precious. He intertwined your hand with his and pulled you on top of him. "I love you, you know that right?" he said in between pecking your lips. "Mhm, love you too," you murmured pushing your lips to his in hopes of a longer kiss. Your silent request wasn't met as he pulled back, yet again. "You maybe wanna fool around?" You looked up into his hopeful, crystal clear, blue eyes and knew that you wanted to do more than just fool around. You could spend your entire life just lying there next to him and be perfectly content, but if he wanted more you would give it to him. "I think I want to do more than fool around," you said sheepishly biting your lip and breaking away from his gaze. His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed nothing coming out. He was obviously shocked. "What like..." he trailed off still not knowing the right words to say. You flipped you guys' over so that he held the dominating position and mindlessly toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck and kissed him once more. "Make love to me."