71. Who swears like a sailor in any given situation?
Like A Sailor - N. Horan Blurb
Niall always assumed he had the largest potty mouth in his relationships. And for the most part, this was true. At some points he and his past affairs would split because they would find the river of swears that was his tongue to be a dealbreaker. As a child, his mother threatened to wash his mouth out with a bar of soap if he ever dared to say a bad word.
Oh, how times change.
The man was impressed by how he restrained himself in this relationship with you. After three months he can only recall a few moments that he let a curse or two slip from his mouth. And even then, you had little to no reaction. It was just the other day that Niall discovered why this was.
You were both huddled together on his couch with a blanket haphazardly thrown across your laps. A new show you two had begun watching together a few days prior was presented before you on the large television mounted to the wall. Before another episode could start, you announced your hankering for another beer and some chips.
Niall reluctantly allowed you to wiggle from your spot beside him and asked politely for you to fetch him one on your trip to the kitchen. Only seconds after your departure, the man felt his body lose the heat your prescence always provided. His gloom was short-lived though, when he heard a muffled thumping that he would later discover was your toe against one or the legs of his dining table.
“Ow!” You hissed, followed by an barrage of words so foul, it made the Irishman’s mouth fall open. The order you put some words in somehow made the entire sentence dirtier. Cursed phrases Niall himself had only spoken once or twice fell from your mouth so naturally. This would have turned the average guy away from you, whereas Niall felt heat return to his body and a passion sparking his heart aflame when you were at the tail-end of your words.
“Woah, are you okay?” After accounting the fact that—while you sounded gorgeous swearing—your toe was slowly swelling, he sprung up from his spot on the couch and met you at the site of the accident.
“Yeah,” you mutter and spare a sheepish glance up at Niall, “sorry you had to hear that.”
He only chuckles. “Don’t be. I knew I liked you for a reason.”
“Good Evening! Good Evening! Good Evening Everyone!” James Corden welcomed his audiences, both live and the ones watching the telecast, through the thunderous applause.
The applause slowly died down, before James continued,
“Good Evening Everyone! Welcome to The Late Late Show. I am your host James Corden, and we have an amazing show lined up for you.”
More applause followed.
“Our first guest tonight, also our only guest tonight, is someone with whom I personally have a bone to pick. He has created a lot of uproar across the internet and the world in past few weeks, that he managed to crash Instagram. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the newly or not so newly hitched NIALL HORAN!”
Niall walked on to the stage, waving his hand toward the crowds and camera. He did a semi bro hug with James before making himself comfortable on the sofa.
The applause subsided, except few hoots and claps here and there.
“Welcome Niall!”
“Hey! James!”
“Don’t ‘Hey! James!’ me.”
Niall let out a nervous laugh.
“Care to explain this?” James continued and pointed to the screen. It was the acceptance speech he gave at the AMAs a few weeks ago.
“…I would also like to thank my wife. Thank you, Bells, for standing by me. For giving me the push and pull when I needed it. For being by strength, my support, my heart, my soul. You make me a better man and I cannot express the love I feel for you in any words. Thank You! Thank You all! Have a great night!”
“As you declare your love for your wife, about whom no one seems to have any idea, I mean look at Louis’s face-”
The screen started showing Louis’s confused ‘What?’ reaction to Niall’s declaration of love.
“His reaction has ended up being a meme!” James exclaimed showing various contexts. Niall let out a hearty laugh.
“Not only Louis, look at the reaction of others in attendance.. there’s Taylor- classy Taylor surprise reaction, there’s Liam- he too has managed to become a meme.” James showed various artist’s reactions to Niall’s speech.
“Yeah. I mean… what can I say? Yeah.” Niall tried to play it off.
“What can you say? Well, you can always start with the fact that how you ended up being married while the rest of the world thought that you were enjoying the bachelorhood.”
The audience cheered.
“When the hell did you get married?”
“It been almost more than six months…. actually no.. it’s been eight months.” Niall confessed.
“Eight months?” James exclaimed. “Eight months?” James looked baffled.
“Yeah!”
“How come we didn’t know about? Where was my invitation? Did it get lost? How did you send it? The courier company are going to hear from me very soon?” James bombarded Niall.
“Well….” Niall hesitated.
“Well what?”
“There was no invite?” It came out as a question.
“What do you mean there was no invite? How was I suppose to attend your wedding without invitation? Did you even invite me? Did I make it to the final guest list?”
“There was no guest list… there was no invite. Me and Bella had eloped.” Niall finally admitted.
His confession caused a lot of uproar of applause and hoots in the audience. James was speechless.
“I should be congratulating you. I’ll do that once I can completely process this information. But why on earth will you do that?”
“Well, she wanted a small and intimate wedding, I also wanted the same. But it was an impossible task, considering that we both have extremely large families. So, the only way we could do it was if we disappointed some of the family and friends or we disappoint all of them. We went for the later option.”
This earned a laugh from the audience.
“How did your family take it? When did you tell them?”
“We told them as soon as we came back home from our honeymoon-”
“So you had a honeymoon too? How thoughtful!”
“Actually it was a vacation, but we ended up marrying, so our vacation turned into honeymoon.”
“Alright. How did your families take it? We they disappointed with you as I am right now?”
“My folks were disappointed and hurt… but they understood our reasons. It took them some time, but they accepted it.”
“What about her folks? Were they convinced as easily as yours were?”
So you know you have to do a boyfriend Niall right? Since you did one for Harry, sorry I don’t make the rules ❤️😉
Hi babes! Haha yes I’ve been waiting for this! I hope you enjoy this because I was all in my feelings while writing this all out 😩 💖
Niall would be the type of boyfriend that’s constantly poking fun at you, tickling you, teasing you and you’re never safe around him and his little sarcastic comments. But he’d also be the type that knows when he’s gone too far and doesn’t exactly like it when his buddies get in on the teasing because it’s kinda like the whole “I’m allowed to say my mom’s being rude but you can’t” type of thing. So he’d have enough smarts to try to save the teasing for when it’s just the two of you or just a few of your close friends because he’s also well aware that you’re not a fan of being made fun of in public and to be honest he isn’t either and he knows that whatever he dishes out he has to be prepared to get back.
He’d always have his hand on your lower back or around your waist when the two of you are walking down the street, it’s his silent way of letting you know he’s there and he’s got you. He’d be quick to figure out that you’re a big fan of hand holding so he tries to always have his fingers interlocked with yours when maneuvering through the crowds at a bar or a concert. You’d learn that whenever he gives your hand or your waist a little squeeze it’s him reassuring you that although he might be listening to his friend’s story he still is aware that you’re there and the little wink he shoots you just adds to it.
a blurb about Niall and you talking after sex? No one really writes what happens after the sex it would be interesting 😂
Hii babes! So in my head y’all talk about things like this, silly little stupid things like this! If you want a post about all the differnt types of stuff let me know! But I hope you enjoy this and it gives you a little laugh!💖
“Is that dust?” Niall lets out a huff as his grip on your hips starts to loosen. “How does dust even get on the ceiling?” You ask as while you try to catch your breath. Niall opens his eyes and raises an eyebrow as he slowly looks up your body and finally to the spot on the ceiling that you’re currently so fascinated with.
“What are you goin on about?” He asks while trying to fully catch his breath as you finally roll off of him and land next to him on your pillow.
“Our ceiling is dusty.” You answer as you roll into your side so you can face Niall and place a hand on his reddened cheek. “How did we never notice it before?” Niall just shrugs as he turns his face so he can place a kiss to the palm of your hand.
“We’ve been a little preoccupied,” You laugh as Niall shoots you a playful wink. “S’not dat bad though, jus a little dusty not full blown dusty.” You roll you eyes and remove your hand form his face as Niall reaches out to pull you closer to him letting you rest your head in his chest.
“It’s finally happened,” You turn so you can look up at Niall as your hands finds its way to his chest playing with the hair there. “We have reached married life pillow talk.” You add making Niall laugh while he leans down and placed a kiss to the top of your head.
“S’gonna bug ya all night innit?” He asks already knowing the answer as you give him a smile and a nod. “If I wasn’t naked I’d gladly go get da broom but,” You laugh as he lifts the blanket that was draped over the both of your bodies. “I am indeed in da nude.” He adds with a chuckle as you roll your eyes.
“Oh honey the broom won’t care that you’re naked.” Niall looks at you with a raised eyebrow as you roll over causing Niall to let out a groan while he tosses the cover off of his body. “Love you.” He just waves you off causing you to laugh when he gets up to make his way towards the kitchen where you kept the broom.💖
Y/n gives birth and she’s like to Niall “fuck I’m not letting you fuck me again
This actually turned out to be really funny. LOL 856 words.
This was it. Your water had broke. After 9 months of carrying yours and Niall’s child in you, the pain, sickness, sleepless nights, was all leading up to this. Getting to meet your beautiful baby.
You weren’t going to lie, you were petrified to give birth. More petrified than having a baby and that scared you a lot. You just didn’t know if you were ready, but the time was here and you were about to be parents, but you had to get through the birth first.
“NIALL!!! It’s time,” you were standing the kitchen, hunched over, with water all over the floor.
He ran into the kitchen, panting, helping you up. “Oh my God! Ok. Here we go.”
Niall guided you outside, to the car, and helped you in it. Carefully placing the seatbelt around your stomach. He got into the driver’s side and started the car.
Your contractions were starting and you were in a lot of pain.
“It’s gonna be ok, love,” he took your hand in his. “If ya ‘re hurtin’ just squeeze my hand.” You squeezed it really hard and Niall flinched. “Ok, maybe not tat hard.”
He drove like a maniac to the hospital, zooming in and out of lanes and blowing stop signs. You were lucky a cop didn’t stop him.
When you arrived at the hospital, Niall parked the car towards the front and left you in the car, running in to get you a wheelchair. He came out of the front doors with a wheelchair and a nurse in tow. They both helped you into the wheelchair and took you through the lobby, and into a room.
Niall trailed behind, checking you in. “Ello! Checking in (Y/N) Horan. She is in labor,” you heard him say.
After the nurse helped you into a hospital gown and helped you lay back on the bed, Niall came into the room, panting, after running to find you. “I called our parents. They’re gonna get ‘ere as fast as they can.”
He walked over to you and made sure you were ok, the contractions were coming faster and more painful now. Niall offered his hand again, immediately regretting it, as you squeezed harder.
Niall fed you ice chips, as they were the only thing you were allowed to have right now. “Niall, I’m terrified,” you confessed.
“Yer gonna be a great mam. Tere’s notin’ ta worry ‘bout,” he assured you, kissing you sweaty forehead.
“No, not that. I’ve accepted that over the past nine months. I’m talking about giving birth, scares the shit out of me. You think I can convince them to let me have a c-section?” you asked.
“Don’t know, love, but yer gonna be fine.”
The doctor came into the room just then, greeting both of you. She checked you out and told you you were only 8 centimeters dilated so it would be a bit longer.
“Doc, is there any way I could get a c-section? I’m not very good with pain,” you asked hopefully.
The doctor sort of chuckled at you. “You’re a strong woman (Y/N). We really only issue c-sections if there is an emergency. You’re going to be fine, I promise. Women do it every day.”
You nodded sadly. “Ok.”
“We can get you an epidural though when it is closer to the time. That will definitely help with the pain,” she told you.
“YES! Yes please,” you almost yelled at her.
She laughed. “Alright, Mrs. Horan. We’ll get right on that.”
“Thanks, Doc,” you both said as she left the room.
“So, we agreed on Cara Rose, right?” you asked Niall.
He nodded. “Ya, I believe tat’s wat we settled on.”
“Ok,” you squeezed his hand as another contraction happened. They were getting worse and you just wanted to have your baby in your arms.
About an hour passed before you were 10 centimeters dilated. The doctor came back in and nurses scurried around, getting everything ready. Niall had to put a hospital gown and cap on over his clothes.
The doctor took her position and told you to push. Thank God for an epidural because if you hadn’t of had that, you would have just kept the baby in you. It still hurt to push but not as bad as it would be without it.
Luckily, the birth went smoothly and your baby girl was healthy. After they cleaned her up and left the room, Niall turned to you and gave you a kiss. “Yer my superwoman. I love you.”
“Shut up. I’m never letting you fuck me again,” you told him.
“What?!?” He asked shocked.
“I am NOT going through that again. So my coochie, which is probably now destroyed anyway is off-limits. Ok?”
“Babe,” he chuckled. “Are you serious?”
“Yes,” you said sternly.
“Babe, come on. We could just use birth control,” Niall pleaded.
“Not always effective. No coochie,” you said.
He narrowed his eyes at you. “Ok.”
“Really?” you asked shocked.
“Yea. If it makes ya happy, then fine.”
“Niall, I can’t put you through that, haha. You’re just pulling out ok?” You said.
Vlogger!Y/n and Niall did the lie detector test (the toy)!!🤪 where they both asked each-other questions like: Do you still liked some girls/boys photo?Do you still love me?Did you ever checked out girls/boys while I’m not around?Did you have seconds thoughts abt our relationship?and many more.And Niall be like : I’m loyal to my baby💖🥵 make it fluffy and funny and little smutty abt it🤗Thank you💗
Ok. This turned more smutty than I intended. I hope that’s ok. Hehe. Enjoy!
Your Youtube channel had gained some followers ever since you started putting Niall in your videos. You went to the store the other day to pick up some items and while you were there you saw a toy lie detector test. It was a great idea for a video, plus you could get some answers out of Niall.
With the toy, you put your finger in a little slot, and when you told a lie, it would slightly shock you. Nothing too bad, fun enough, to get the truth out of someone.
“Hey, Niall!” you said, as you came back from the store. “I bought something at the store that I think might be fun to try out.”
“Yes!” you heard him say as he bounced over to you to take the bags from you. He put them on the counter and started rummaging through them. “What did you get? I don’t see anything…”
You went over to the bag and pulled out the lie detector and held it up to him.
“What the fuck is that?” he asked, taking the box from you, confused.
“It’s a lie detector test! I thought it’d be fun for us to use for my next video!”
“Aww, man. When you said fun to try out, I thought you meant like something we could use in the bedroom,” Niall pouted.
“Well, we can use this in the bedroom. It’s portable.”
“Ya know what I meant (Y/N),” Niall said.
“I know, babes. I’m sorry. But will you do this with me, for the video?” you asked.
“Sure,” Niall sat down in front of the living room table, folding his hands on it, waiting for you. You chuckled and set up the camera, lights, microphone, etc. and then came back to start the video.
“Hey guys, it’s (Y/N). Welcome back to my channel. Today I have Niall on again,” he waved to the camera, “and we’re gonna try out the lie detector test toy. It’s a little different from what we usually do, but I saw it at the store and had to try it out.”
You placed the toy on the table and you both stuck your fingers in it. “Ok so how this works is one of us asks the other person a question and if the person who answers is lying, it shocks them, not too much though.”
“OOOh, kinky,” Niall winked, putting his finger in the slot.
“Niall!” you pinched your nose, and sighed. “You can’t say that!”
“Why not?”
“Because there are young fans who watch my channel and that’s not appropriate,” you huffed.
“Ok. Sorry,” he said. “We can ask anything?”
“Yep. Anything at all.”
“Perfect,” he exclaimed, thinking hard about his questions.
“Ok. I’ll start.” you set the machine for it to begin. “Do you still like other girls’ photos on Instagram?”
“Photos? Like bikini pics? Nah, but I’ll like my friends’ posts. I don’t follow that many people though. I don’t follow girls who post thirst traps, except for you,” he winked. You waited, the machine didn’t shock you, so he was telling the truth.
“I don’t post thirst traps!” you yelled.
“Yes, you do. Every one of your photos is as sexy as hell. They’re thirst traps to me.”
“Oh,” you blushed. “Thanks, Niall. Ok, your turn.”
“Hmmm. Have ya ever checked out another guy when I’m not around?” Niall asked.
“Of course,” the machine didn’t move because you were telling the truth. “Who doesn’t. You check out other girls. We’re in a relationship, we’re not dead. As long as we don’t act on it, it’s ok right?”
“Right,” Niall nodded. “We’re human.”
“Exactly. Ok, My turn. Do you still love me?”
“No,” Niall said, jokingly, and the machine shocked him. “Ow, what the fuck? That hurts.” He quickly retracted his hand and shook it.
“That’s what you get for lying, Niall. I love you too, by the way,” you smiled. He smiled back at you and grabbed your hand that wasn’t in the toy.
“Did you ever have second thoughts about our relationship?” Niall asked.
“Nope.” The machine lit up and shocked you. “Ow. That does hurt.”
“Babe, seriously?” he asked, worried.
“Ok. In the beginning, when you first went out on tour and I didn’t see you for a while I didn’t think I could do the long-distance. But you came home that weekend for my mom’s surprise party and I knew then that you were a keeper,” you smiled.
“Wow. I never knew that, babe.”
“Yeah, it was a long time ago. Now, I couldn’t imagine my life without you,” you said. “Have you ever cheated or thought about cheating, especially when you were out on the road?”
“Never. I’m loyal to my baby,” he leaned over the table and kissed you. The toy didn’t move, so of course, he was telling the truth. “Am I the biggest you’ve ever been with?” He smirked and raised an eyebrow.
You hid your face in your hand and turned beat red. “Yes, Niall. Ok? Are you happy now?” No shock came, so you weren’t lying.
“Mmmm. Thought so,” he winked and gave a cheeky grin.
“Do you hate this game?” you wondered.
“No,” the machine lit up and shocked him again. “Goddammit, that hurts.”
“You could have told me you didn’t want to play,” you said, feeling let down.
“Ya were so excited about it, I wanted to make you happy. Plus, I didn’t hate it ti lit shocked me.”
“Well, stop lying, then,” you told him.
“Fine. My turn.” he pondered the question for a bit before asking you. “What sex position is your favorite?”
“Oh my God, Niall! You can’t ask that!.” SHOCK! “Ow, fuck. Ok, fine.” You looked down, your face red and your palms sweaty. “Behind,” you whispered.
“What’s that, love?”
“I like it from behind. Ok?” you sputtered out.
Niall smirked at you, probably picturing the scene in his head that he’s seen in real life numerous times.
“Ok. Well, I think that’s it for today’s video. I’m sorry for my obnoxious boyfriend over here. Don’t forget to like and subscribe and I’ll see you next week. Bye!”
You got up to shut the camera off and Niall followed right behind you.
He wrapped his arms around you and whispered in your ear. “That got you wet, didn’t it?”
“What?” you asked, putting the stuff away pretending you didn’t hear him as the ache in your core was rising.
“My last question got you wet. I could see it in your expression. I know my baby girl.” He reached down in between your legs and felt your clothed core. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
He started walking into the bedroom. “Where are you going?”
Niall turned around and leaned against the door frame. “Gotta take care of that mess between your legs, princess. Come on… and bring the toy.”
Request!! Y/n and Niall making a yt video to her account abt like 100 questions for (@shipname) and they talked abt their first date,hug,kiss,time;) or something else since they are start dating way before One Direction was build🥺and Someone ask if they are ready to take the relationship to the next stage (marriage and stuff) and Niall be like : Y/n might not be a perfect wife,but we will make it perfect.🥺💖And Niall’s been clingy to the video as well💗🙈
Ok, this actually turned out really cute. I changed up the last question a little bit, I hope that’s ok. Hopefully, you like it.
While Niall was out touring the world and being an international superstar, you made a living filming Youtube videos. Your channel used to be small, but now that people knew you and Niall were dating and you included him in some of your videos, your channel blew up and you had millions of subscribers, which only added to the pressure.
Fans have been requesting for a while that you two do a video where you answer personal questions about your relationship, etc. Many fans submitted questions, others you got off the internet.
You two had been getting closer since the quarantine and made videos more frequently because, well, you had nothing else to do, and Niall was home to be in them.
After setting up your camera, lights, microphone, etc. you guys sat down and started the video.
“Hey everyone! It’s (Y/N) and Niall,” you said, waving with both hands in a circular motion. Niall was beside you, his arm linked in yours, hand resting on your leg, head on your shoulder. He had been very clingy and affectionate recently, but you didn’t mind. The fans loved to see your genuine relationship on film, so you let him do whatever felt natural to him.
“Well, it’s the video you’ve all been waiting for. We are going to answer your questions and if we have time answer some I pulled from the internet. I haven’t seen these yet, so it’ll be the first time seeing them for both of us, so hopefully, you guys didn’t get too personal,” you laughed.
By this point, Niall had lifted his head off your shoulder and was now staring at you. You could see him out of your peripherals and saw a slight smile on his face. He did that a lot, especially when you were filming. He told you he liked to see your face when you were working because you were so passionate about what you did and plus he likes your face, which made you blush every time.
“Ok, first question,” you said, opening your phone and looking at the comments on your previous video. “Can you please tell us about your firsts- date, hug, kiss, time. Doesn’t have to be with each other, just firsts for both of you.”
“Oooh, that’s interesting. Thank you for the question, Laura from San Antonio. So, I don’t remember my first hug because I literally hug everyone, haha, but my first kiss was with this guy named Joe. He was my Freshmen year boyfriend. We went one like one date, which was to a mini-golf course and he kissed him on the last hole. We only date for a few months. What about you, Niall?” you looked over at him and gave his arm a squeeze.
“Well, fer me. Probably the first hug and kiss were when I was 12. I fancied this girl in primary school and I kissed her at recess behind the bleachers. We “dated” for two weeks before she left me for the jock,” Niall answered.
“Awww, babe. I’m sorry,” you said, rubbing his arm.
“Tats ok. Everyone has a first story right?” He shrugged.
“True. That also takes us to first time…” you bit your lip looking over at Niall. He nodded his head and gave you a small smile. “Well, honestly, our first time was with each other. We have been dating since a little before Niall auditioned for ‘X-Factor, so we were young. But yeah, we were each other’s firsts.”
Niall kissed your temple and placed his arm around your chair. “And tat’s all we’re tellin’ ya on that,” he said, pointing to the camera. You laughed because no matter what, Niall never failed to put a smile on your face.
“Alright. Next question. Becky from Australia asks, “How many times a week do you-” you stopped, reading the rest of the question to yourself. “Um, nope. Let’s find a different one.” Niall looked over at the question and laughed.
He looked at the camera and said, “At least 8.” He winked. You hit him on his arm. “NIALL!” you shouted. “Oh my God.”
Niall smirked and shrugged. He took the phone from you and answered a few more questions. “Niall, describe each of the One Direction boys in one word. Tat’s a good one! I’d say, Louis- funny, Harry-kind, Zayn- hard-working, Liam- leader. Thanks, Johnny from Edinburgh. Next question.”
You guys answered a few more questions that many people already knew. You wanted to end the video on a bang though.
You took the phone back and scrolled through to find a good question. “OOOh, Julie from Pennsylvania, girl thank you for this, asks, ‘Niall, are you ever going to put a ring on (Y/N)’s finger?’ You looked over at him and he stiffened. You guys had been together for over a decade and you talked about marriage but with Niall gone so much, you guys didn’t really have time to get married.
“Yeah, tanks, Julie,” Niall laughed “Listen, this life of being in the spotlight is hard. It’s not perfect, by any means. I love (Y/N) so much and we wanna have a beautiful wedding, we just wanna find the right time. Maybe we’ll just get married at like the courthouse and have a big party later because, honestly, I can’t wait til she’s Mrs. Horan and we start a family together.”
By this point, there were tears rolling down your face because you love him so much and he never expressed any of this to you.
“So, to answer yer question, Julie, and tanks for ruining the surprise, haha, soon. Ok? Believe me, you guys will know.” He took your hand and kissed your ring finger. Niall pulled you in for a big hug, wrapping his arms around your stomach.
“Well, I think that’s a great way to end the video. Again, thank you all for the questions. We will answer more next time, so be sure to leave them in the comments below. Don’t forget to like and subscribe. Mwah!”
You tried to get up and turn off the camera, but Niall had you in a tight grip. “No,” he pouted. “Stay.” You laughed and cuddled with him for a few minutes before your camera was giving you a low battery warning. You got up to end the video and turn it off.
After you took down all of the equipment, you went back to your seat and turned to Niall, linking your arm in his and kissing his bicep. “Did you really mean what you said back there?”
“Every word,” he assured you.
“My ring size is an 8, just FYI,” you said.
He chuckled and shook his head. “Sometimes I tink ya want the ring more than ya wanna marry me.”
“Niall, I’ve been waiting to marry you for years now. I just wanna have a big rock on my finger that says, ‘yes, hi. My fiance is an international superstar who makes a lot of money.’” you joked.
Can u do like a Christmas sex like niall keeps going after y/n cum (and like niall make yn cum for 5 times or 4)
god I'm so dirty🤷🏻♀️😂
We love dirty. In fact, we encourage it.
WARNINGS: 900 words. SMUT. basically no plot. I’m sorry this sucks.
You had just come down from your first orgasm of the day. It was Christmas and you had already opened all your gifts. It was your first Christmas with Niall and you had just told each other you loved each other for the first time.
Niall got so excited that he jumped on top of you and started ripping both of your clothes off. So, you were laying next to the Christmas tree, naked, your chest heaving from the orgasm he just gave you.
He kissed your forehead and continued to pound into you. “Fuck, Niall. Let me breathe.”
“Ya can breathe later,” he said, grabbing your hips and pounding into you.
You gripped the end of the tree skirt, nearly pulling the tree down. Niall reached the deepest parts of you everytime, but this time he was showing you no mercy.
Your eyes were rolling back and your mouth was hanging open as Niall’s hips slapped against yours. “Shit.”
“Yeah, feel me deep in ya, pet’l?”
You nodded. “So deep.” Your hands were around his back and your fingers dug in as another orgasm was slowly creeping up upon you. “Niall, I’m going to cum again.”
“Fuck, yes. Cum fer me. C’mon,” Niall encouraged.
“Shit,” you moaned as your second orgasm took over you.
Niall finally showed you some mercy after your second orgasm and pulled out of you. You let out a sigh of relief. “Turn around.”
“What?”
“I said, turn around,” Niall demanded. “On your hands and knees. C’mon.”
You stumbled, getting up. You turned around, planting yourself in front of the tree. Niall didn’t even give you time to get settled before he was inside you again.
“Niall,” you whined.
“Yes, babe?”
“I can’t- I can’t take anymore,” you panted.
“I know ya can, love. C’mon. Gotta at least let me cum. Just a bit more,” Niall said, holding onto your butt cheeks and really pounding into you.
Doggy style was Niall’s favorite. You preferred missionary, but something about doggy made NIall go nuts. He’d run his hands up and down your body, pull your hair, growl, everything. That position really brought out the best in him.
You were in a trance at this point. You unconsciously were looking at yourself in a red tree ball, hanging on the tree. You could see Niall behind you, moving in and out of you. It was sort of turning you on more. “Fuck,” your head dropped, your hair falling around your face.
“So tight fer me, love. Shit,” Niall said, now slowly moving in and out of you. You were clenching around his cock as he pulled your hair. “Such a good girl.”
Your arms were now shaking, trying to hold yourself up, as you felt ANOTHER orgasm come upon you. “Christ, Niall. I’m-”
Niall spanked you. “Fucking cum around me cock.”
Niall’s hand reached down to rub your clit, spurring you on. You shook, your eyes closing as you came. He was still fucking you as you came.
His thrusts slowed down as you came down from your high, but did not completely stop. “Are you close?” you asked.
“Not yet, babe.”
You groaned. “Is this how we’re going to spend all of Christmas?”
“Why? Do you not like it?” Niall asked. *SLAM!* He slammed into you hard.
“No,” you moaned. “No, I really like it.”
“Then, stop complaining little girl and take me cock.”
“Yes, sir,” you bit your lip.
Niall leaned forward on your back, breathing heavy in your ear. “Such a good girl,” he cooed. “Taking me so well.”
As much as you loved this, you needed it to end, because you were about to collapse. So you decided to take control and reach down and cup his balls in your hands.
Niall hissed. “Fuck.”
You snickered. “Feel good, babe?”
Niall moaned. “Trying ta get me ta cum, hmmm?.”
“Noooo,” you lied.
“Mmmhmm,” he said in your ear. “Ya win this time.”
You smiled. “Cum baby.”
Niall moved his hips in you fast, trying to bring on his orgasm. “Fuck. Cum with me, baby.”
“So close, Niall.”
As you played with his balls, he rubbed your clit again. You were both moaning. “Christ,” Niall swore. “Gonna cum in ya.”
“Please,” you whined.
Niall grunted, as his last few strokes brought him to his high. It was powerful when you both came together. You felt his cum enter in the deepest parts of you as you came on his cock. Niall didn’t pull out for a long time to make sure every drop of cum was inside you.
“Shit,” you cursed, as you both came down from your highs.
Niall pulled out, running his hand through his hair. “Fuck. That was- that was amazing.”
He saw his cum dripping out of you and immediately picked up your panties from the floor. “Gotta keep me cum in ya,” he slid your panties on and you collapsed on the floor.
“God, Niall,” your chest was heaving. “Were you trying to kill me?”
Niall chuckled, lying on top of you. “No,” he kissed you. “Quite the opposite, actually.”
You tapped him and he pouted.
“NIall, you have to get up. We have to get ready for my parent’s house,” you told him.
“Can’t we just stay here? Please?” he kissed your neck.
“Babe,” you gave him a stern look. “Come on. It’s Christmas. Time to get up, get changed, and mingle.”
“Fine,” he grumbled, getting off you, and offering out his hand to help you up. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Niall,” you said as you walked away to get changed.
Hi!!! Could you write an imagine where you convince niall to skip his morning run to go on a sunrise hike with you instead? And when you get to your destination at sunrise you propose to him and he's all squishy like "petal, I was going to propose to you soon." And you tell him he still can, but you wanted him to know that you want to spend the rest of your life with him and asking if him if we wants to do the same. ❤❤❤
NOTE: i may or may not have taken a part of dialogue from ‘how i met your mother’ and used it in here...whoops hope you like it anon!
The ‘M’ Word - N. Horan Imagine
The idea of a sunrise hike was pleasant, but also surprising to Niall. Mostly because it was you suggesting waking up early and take a slightly longer drive. Had it been the other way around, Niall would’ve been met with the sight of you, a lump beneath the comforter, and begging to let the pillows swallow your mind into another few hours of dreams. Of course, Niall could not pass up this rare opportunity and agreed to let you drive to the desired destination. While all he wanted to do was question your intentions in bringing him along with you, he kept his lips sealed and let you test his patience for the entire car ride to the hiking trail.
Niall of all people knew you were never the type of person to do things on a whim or in a moment of spontaneity. It took meticulous planning on your part of what you were going to do and when you wished to do it. But Niall knew whatever you had planned must have been worth skipping his routine jog around the neighborhood by how you tried biting back a large grin throughout your car ride. Upon exiting the car with Niall, a small backpack strapped on your shoulders, he shuffled his feet and watched you in anticipation of what information you might give him for coming here.
But, to his disappointment, all you had asked was if he was ready to start the hike. Niall gave a firm nod, burying his curiosity further inside his throat as he walked alongside you for nearly twenty minutes. Finally, you reached the acme of the trail and sat on an empty bench that overlooked a view of the ongoing range of trees before stopping right before the multitude of roads and buildings you had been successful in escaping with Niall this morning. You felt him settle beside you, your shoulders pressing against each other. You felt his eyes on you but kept your stare at the rising sun as your head tilted to find rest on Niall’s shoulder.
“Y/N…” Niall’s hand brushed against yours, which you accepted locking fingers with. “Why’d you bring me here?” You took your head off of his shoulder and finally met his eyes, swimming with questions.
“To kill you.” The nonchalant response made Niall’s eyes grow.
“What?!” He exclaims hand tightening around yours as a barrage of giggles floated into the cool, morning air.
“I’m kidding, Ni. I don’t know…it just seems like we haven’t done anything fun together lately. I mean you’ve been busy with work, like me. And when we do have time together it’s just spent on the couch or sleeping.” You explain with a lift of your shoulders.
“What about the other morning?”
“Shower sex doesn’t count.” You roll your eyes, earning an understanding nod from Niall. “I just wanted you to myself for a little while. This seemed like the best way to do it. I mean it’s peaceful…intimate. I would marry you here if I-“ you cease talking and slap a hand over your mouth, looking up at Niall. His eyes were as wide as yours, lips parted in slight shock.
You could not believe you just let that slip. Never in your relationship, despite the length of it, have either of you brought up the idea of marriage to one another. While you were still trying to collect your thoughts for how you were going to save yourself, Niall seemed to speak for you.
“You want to marry me?” A smirk tinged the corner of his lips, as a sigh left yours. Bringing the hand that was covering your mouth up, you ran in through your hair in an attempt to calm your racing heart. It never quite worked the way Niall’s hands would when they combed your locks.
“I mean…that’s the next step, isn’t it?” Another useless lift of your shoulders and you officially felt your cheeks melting from the flush rising on your skin and making itself apparent to Niall. You kept your eyes down at your hands, still laced with one another. Niall’s free hand came out and lifted your chin moments after so that your eyes could connect again.
“It is. And I accept your proposal.” Niall chuckles, before shutting his eyes and turning his head down. You mimicked the motion until the feeling of his plush lips met yours in a sweet kiss. He hummed while pulling away, grabbing your attention. “But until you see a ring on this finger, don’t expect me to put out.” Niall jokes, earning a slap to the chest as he giggles to the sight of your face scrunching up.
“And here I was thinking today would end in ‘I love you’.” You mutter with a smile. Niall’s hand leaves yours and snakes to the other side of your body before pulling you closer to him by the hip.
“It still can.” He mumbles, lips pressing against your hair. “But now it’s ‘I love you, fiancé’.”
“Okay,” you grin, tilting your head up at him. He was smiling down at you when you repeated the phrase, but after replying with the usual, “I love you, too” it dropped.
“What’s wrong, Ni?” Your hand came up to bury itself in his dark tendrils, scratching soothingly along his scalp.
“Nothing, it’s just…it’s annoying that you had to do it first.”
“Do what? Ask you to marry me?” Your eyebrows raised, hand pausing their soothing motions atop his head.
“Yeah. You beat me to it.” He grumbled, rolling his eyes. Still puzzled, Niall waits a few seconds before a swift huff passes his lips. “I had a ring picked out months ago…I just didn’t know when the right time would be to ask. Guess I was taking too long.”
“Really?” You ask, tears already building behind the lids of your eyes. “Aw, Ni…you can still ask me.” You coo, cupping his stubbled cheek.
“But now you know it’s coming. The surprise is ruined.” He states.
“I don’t know where the ring is…and I’m sure it’s a real pretty one too, right?” Niall scoffs, lifting his eyes to the sky.
“It’s a gorgeous petal, absolutely astounding.”
“And I don’t know when you’re, do I?” Niall shakes his head, laughing a little in his reply.
“I don’t even know when I’m asking.”
“Then let’s rewind.” You demand, sitting up straight. Niall follows, eyebrows furrowing.
“Huh?”
“This conversation never happened. We never sat on this bench.” You stand up from the wooden structure and dust yourself off. “I never said the ‘m’ word and prompted an unplanned proposal. And we’re still walking.” You grab both of Niall’s hands and heave him off of the bench with you, before turning to start the descending trail, all while Niall shakes his head at you.
The entire car ride back, you two sat grinning. No matter how hard you tried, those smiles could not be broken.
Summary: All James Corden asked was if Niall was dating you.
Request: @lukehughes hi! so you know how when niall did carpool karaoke and he did the lie detector test? could you do it where james asks niall if him and the reader are dating, but he tries to deny it but it’s true and then the reader surprises him? i love your writing by the way!!
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A/N: I hope you enjoy this and that it is what you were hoping for. My requests are temporarily closed whilst I get through the list of upcoming works.
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It wasn’t a difficult decision to say yes to participating in Carpool karaoke, Niall loved James and had enjoyed himself immensely when he had done it with the band a few years prior. However, when he had agreed, he was unaware of the fact that he would have pigeons put on his head and whilst he had been briefed on the fact that he would be taking a lie detector test, he didn’t know what the questions would be.
Niall was amused if not slightly on edge, he could still feel the feeling of the pigeon on his head, of the poo that had fallen and landed on the collar of his shirt. He was laughing though and having a good time, joking around with James as the two of the sang his songs at the top of his lungs.
When James pulled up to park, John jumping into the backseat with the lie detector machine on his lap, his silence causing Niall to laugh although he tried to hide it. The numerous devices were attached to James’ body; a few jokes were made as they wrapped the devices around his bicep and waist.
Niall began to ask questions about to James’ preference of his hair colour, his song versus Harry’s and whether or not he was James’ favourite member of one direction. Niall questioned James and yet he could not get his brain to focus on anything other than his relationship with you. It wasn’t long before the interrogation was switched onto Niall and he was soon on the hot seat. The questions started rolling in.
“Do you actually think one direction will get back together?”
“Yes.”
“True.”
“Do you like Simon Cowell?”
Niall hesitated for a moment, a chuckle erupting from his throat as he considered his answer, “Sometimes.”
“That’s true”
“What is your favourite late-night show to perform on?” James looked expectantly at Niall.
“The late late show with James Corden.”
“That’s a lie.” Niall and James both laughed loudly whilst James demanded to know the real answer, it was only a minute before he admitted that SNL was his true favourite, James pretended that he was offended but Niall knew it was a joke, the two of them laughing and acting dramatically.
It was time for the last question and James had a surprise in store. James was a good friend of the two of you and knew that you were in a relationship, the two of you had been together for nearly eight months and had begun talking about how you wanted to go public; James had now decided that the perfect way for the two of you to announce your relationship.
“Are you in a relationship?” James smirked as Niall’s eyes went wide, his mouth opened and shut a few times before he looked a James again with a concerned look. His hands were sweating before he decided that he wasn’t sure if this how you wanted to do it.
“No.”
“Lie.” James ooed and Niall squirmed in his seat, wanting to exit this conversation as soon as possible. Niall laughed awkwardly, wishing that he could admit to the world how he was in love with you, he could show you off and allow the world to know how he was happiest he had been in a while.
“Do you want to rethink that answer?” James looked at Niall expectantly, waiting for him to back out of his lie and inform every one of the beauty that was waiting out on the pavement ready to jump in the car and surprise her boyfriend. You were pretty well known yourself, your talent regarded one of the highest in your field and you were celebrated when it came to award season. The two of you had managed to keep your lives and relationship so private that no one other than your friends and family even knew that the two of you knew of the other.
“I don’t know if I do.” Niall laughed lightly before there was a knock at the door and your boyfriend whipped around to see you stood at the window. John jumped out of the car as you slid in.
“Hey baby.” You leant forward to press a kiss to his cheek, smiling at him as he continued to look extremely confused. He looks back at James. “Hello James, long time no see.” James laughed before bringing you into an awkward hug before you settled back into your seat.
“So, are you sure you’re not in a relationship?” James asked Niall once more, you gasped dramatically, turning to look at your boyfriend who had clearly just lied about your relationship. You smirked at him; Niall rolled his eyes.
“Nope, I don’t know who this person is.” Both Niall and James laughed at this remark whilst you pouted looking like a sad puppy, your bottom lip jutting out. Niall grabbed your cheeks smooshing them together causing you to look even cuter. Once again James laughed before turning towards you.
“So, are the two of you not dating? Because I was under the impression that the two of you were in a relationship.” You smiled, Niall blushing.
“You seem James, I was under the same impression! I thought Niall was my boyfriend.” Niall rolled his eyes before he nodded.
“Yea, we’re in a relationship.” Niall smiled widely despite the fact that his tone sounded exasperated and bored. You slapped his arm lightly, sticking your tongue out at him.
That was the entirety of the conversation based around your relationship as soon as Niall confirmed the relationship James leant forward and played your favourite song Niall had released.
You were belting the lyrics out, both James and Niall laughing at how passionately you were performing his song; as the song faded out and you were breathing heavily, you leant forward to press your lips to your boyfriends cheek whilst your arms wrapped around his shoulders. Niall leant back, resting his head against yours and turning your head to face towards yours. He pressed a very short but extremely sweet kiss to your lips and James awed loudly.
“Shut up James.” You buried your head into your boyfriend’s neck, hiding your blush and holding your middle finger up to the host. Your head remained in the crook of your boyfriend’s neck as James signed out the video, you waved goodbye to the camera before hopping out of the car, Niall quickly following suit.
The end of the video shows James driving away, a camera sticking out of the car as it filmed both you and Niall waving goodbye, Niall’s arm wrapped around your shoulder as he pressed his lips to your temple. Only a few seconds later you were on his back, legs wrapped around his waist and arms hooked around his neck as he began walking over to where your car was sitting in the car park.
“I’m glad people know now.” Your voice was quiet as you whispered the words to your boyfriend.
“I’m glad too.” He placed you down next to your car, before pulling you into his body and pressing his lips against yours.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed!
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So I’m LOVING Niall’s hair in quarantine (it’s so fluffy i can’t-) and I have this weird idea in my head about braiding it and thus, this was born. Not gonna lie, this title is literal shit so it might change in the future but for now, it’ll do. Also, this is first piece on here that isn’t a headcanon so if you guys have any feedback or criticisms, please don’t hesitate to send it, it really helps me figure what I can and should improve on as a writer :)
omg would you write it? i'd like that a lot 🥺 it's just when niall is in the recording studio and you're there with him, and you hear him sing black and white for the first time and you obviously fall in love with the song and when he's done in the sound booth he comes out and pulls the ring from his back pocket and he just says "i promise that i'll love you for the rest of my life" and asks you to marry him 🥺
everyone had left the studio, so it was just you and niall in the studio together late at night. you sigh and rub your eye, looking at niall who smiled at you. “yes?”
“can i get a kiss before i sing my last song?” you bite your lip and open the door, bending down and holding his thighs as you kiss him. he hums and you pull away, rubbing your thumb over his cheek. “you are perfection” he whispers, kissing you again and patting your hip. “alright, last song then we can head home, okay?”
“i’ll be out here” you close the door behind you, sitting in the chair and leaning agains the table with your chin in your hand. he started to strum his guitar strings and you realized you hadn’t heard this song yet.
‘That first night we were standing at your door
Fumbling for your keys, then I kissed you
Ask me if I want to come inside’
he sang and you smiled, closing your eyes and remembering your first kiss. surprised as he pressed his lips against yours, dropping the keys you were so nervous about holding to open the door. “do you.. uhm.. want to come inside?”
“i’d love to” niall smiled and you picked up your keys, finally unlocking the door and grabbing his hand, smiling as you bring him inside.
you open your eyes, niall singing the chorus, your eyes welling up as you hear the lyrics ‘i promise that i’ll love you for the rest of my life’
you smile and giggle as the lyrics of you two drinking and talking come up, your heart fluttering as he says he knew it was always you. you watch him in awe, niall’s smile growing wider as he made eye contact with you.
tears fell down your face as you heard his lyrics about marrying you in front of everyone, closing your eyes and imagining what could be your wedding. your dress, your friends, family, the colors, everything.
you heard niall stop strumming and season and he wasn’t visible in the box anymore. you got up and walked into the recording room, your hands flying to your mouth and falling to the floor in front of him as he knelt down on his one knee with an engagement ring box held in his shaky hand. “yn.. i promise that i will love you for the rest of my life. yn yln, will you marry me?” he asked shakily with tears falling down his face as well.
you sob and nod, wrapping your arms around his neck and he held you tightly. “yes, yes, oh my god, yes” you sob into his neck, holding his face and pecking his lips over and over, before giving him a long kiss. “i love you, niall”
“i love you more. can i?” you sniffle and nod, holding out your shaky left hand. niall slid the ring on your left hand, kissing it and picking you up and spinning you around. “i can’t wait to marry you, yn. i’ve always thought about marrying you”
“i mean, i know!” you signal to the song and he laughs, holding your jaw and kissing you passionately. “let’s go home, hm?”
“absolutely” he breathes, kissing you again and you grab his hand, dragging him out of the studio and to his car, kissing him at every red light and stop sign, his thumb rubbing over your new ring.
Niall finding out you have a bit of Daddy kink, playfully teasing you about it the whole day, but then in night he REALLY wants to give it a try so he does get in his paper and gets like all dressed up just to spank you with his bell and play along with your fantasy and is rough to you (something he doesn't do pretty often) and everything is hot and perfect and omg I might die, tank you for your time lady's, gentleman's and non binary, I get back to the kinky world I belong
This made me um feel things. Holy crap. I didn’t know what you meant about the paper but I tired my best lol. heheh I love smutty Sunday.
WARNINGS: SMUT. Daddy kink. Rough sex.
Niall had just gotten out of the shower, his hair wet and his muscles prominent. The man never failed to take your breath away no matter how many times you saw him.
You and Niall were getting ready to go out, him running late like usual. You were already done getting ready. But you didn’t mind watching him get ready.
You were sitting in the living room, getting bored, flipping through channels. You heard Niall getting ready, running around the house.
He came out of the bedroom and stood next to you, his arms out. “So... do I look ok?”
You were still looking at the TV. “You look fine, Niall.”
Niall hmphed, his arms on his waist. “(Y/N).”
“Mmm,” you hummed, still looking at the TV.
He walked over to you, taking your chin and holding it in his hand. “(Y/N), look at me.”
You swallowed. “Ok, daddy. Sorry.” Your hands immediately went to cover your mouth after you realized what you said.
All thoughts of his outfit were out of Niall’s mind. He focused on your words and chuckled. “Wh-what did ya just call me?”
“Uh, I called you baby, like always,” you bit your lip.
Niall let go of your chin, smirking. He folded his arms in front of him, looking down at you. “So, ya got a daddy kink, huh?”
“N-no,” you stammered. “Pssh. Did I say that? I say the craziest things sometimes.” You got up and grabbed your purse. “You ready to go?”
“Mmmhmm,” Niall smirked. “Let’s go.”
You two were running errands all day, the thought of your daddy comment forgotten. Or so you thought. You were about to cross a busy street. Niall extended his hand and said. “Take daddy’s hand when you cross da street.”
You grumbled. “Niaaaaallll. Stop.”
“Stop what?” he shrugged, taking your hand, looking both ways and then stepping off the curb.
“Stop with the daddy thing. It just slipped out ok?”
“Daddy’s sorry,” he teased and smirked.
You scowled and bit your cheek, not engaging him in conversation for the rest of your excursions.
On your way home, Niall was singing along to the radio, but your were quiet, which was not normal for you.
Niall’s hand rested on your thigh, shaking you a bit. “Are ya mad at daddy?” he teased and pretended to pout.
You sat with your arms folded, scowling at him, not saying anything.
“(Y/N), why are ya so mad at dis?”
“Cause you’re teasing me about it,” you pouted. “And I- I don’t know.”
“I love teasin’ ya,” he ran his hand down your leg, winking at you. “Plus, it not a big deal, babe. It’s actually kind of hot.”
“R-really?” you asked.
“Yeah,” Niall said, looking over at you. “The more I tink ‘bout it, the hotter it becomes.”
Your face turned red, but you cracked a smile for the first time that day. “There ya go,” Niall said. “There’s that smile I love.”
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You pulled up to your flat and both took the bags out of the back seats of the car. Bringing the bags up to your place, you sighed as the exhaustion of the day took over you.
You put away the groceries and Niall took the other bags, putting them away. It was dinner time by the time you were finished, and you were so excited to eat.
When dinner was finished and you put the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, you heard Niall’s footsteps approaching the archway of the kitchen again.
You look over at him. He was wearing dress pants and shoes, with a brown belt, a tie and a button up shirt, in which he was rolling up the sleeves to halfway up his arms.
His head was down, but his eyes looked up at you, smirking.
“Uh,” you swallowed. Dam, he looked good. “Are you going out?”
“No,” he walked towards you.
“Do you have a zoom meeting?”
“Noooo,” he held onto to your hips, his lips connecting to your neck, making marks on it.
“Niall.” You gasped and moaned. “I don’t know what’s going on here, but I’m not hating it.”
Niall chuckled, his lips moving to yours, pulling on your bottom one. “Daddy wants ta take care of ya.”
You moaned and nodded your head, your heart beating fast. “Pl-please, daddy.”
He lifted you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, and carried you to the bedroom. Niall threw you down on the bed and you giggled. “You look really hot by the way.”
Niall smirked, unbuckling his belt, taking it off him, and throwing it on the bed, the whole time looking at you in the eyes.
Now, Niall was never really rough with you. The sex was great, it was Niall after all, but you have never talked about being rough. It had always been something you thought about though and now it seemed like it may be happening, which made you very excited.
You bit your lip, staring at Niall unbuttoning his shirt. He untucked it, but left it on, his chest peeking out.
He climbed onto the bed, crawling on top of you. Niall stared into your eyes before kissing you passionately. “Is it ok if daddy’s a bit,” his thumb grazed over your lips. “rough with you, petal?”
You nodded, staring into his baby blues.
“Use your words, petal,” Niall commanded.
“Y-yes, daddy,” you stammered. “Please be rough with me.”
Niall smiled an evil smile, lifting your shirt above your head. You were now lying on the bed in your shorts and bra, chest heaving. He moved away from on top of you and stood at the end of the bed. “Take those off,” he said, gesturing to your shorts.
You took your shorts off and you felt vey cold and vulnerable in your underwear and bra. Niall was giving you a once over, smirking. He snapped his belt, the sound making you jump. “Turn around baby girl.”
You turned around on your hands and knees, looking back at him, waiting for his next move. Niall moved onto the bed again, belt in hand. He rubbed your clothed ass cheek. “This might sting a little, but ya gotta be a good girl fer daddy, ok?”
You nodded your head. “Yes, daddy. I’ll try.”
Before you could take a deep breathe, Niall wacked you ass cheek with his belt, the sound vibrating around the room. You screamed. It actually did kind of hurt, but you were so turned on at the same time.
His belt hit your other cheek and you groaned this time, your head hanging low, panting. “Da-daddy.”
“Yes, kitten?” he asked, rubbing up your back, like he didn’t just whip you with his belt.
“Fuck,” was all you could manage to get out.
Niall chuckled low. “Is this what ya had in mind?”
You nodded, trying not to buckle your arms.
He spanked you again, his belt hitting both your cheeks. You moaned this time, the pain turning into pleasure.
“Such a good girl,” Niall said, cracking his belt again.
Niall whipped you one last time, this time hitting in between your cheeks, reaching your clothed core. You shook with this one, your panties getting wetter. “More,” you mumbled into the pillow.
He laughed this time before cracking his belt and spanking your core again. “Didn’t know my girl was so filthy.”
You gripped the sheets. “I’m cumming, daddy.”
“Dam, baby, already?” he asked.
Your legs shook as the wet stain consumed your panties. Your eyes were closed and you moaned out Niall’s name.
“Fuck,” Niall wiped the sweat off his forehead, as he looked at your soaking wet panties.
You were panting as you were coming down from your high. Niall gave you a minute to compose yourself before he pulled down your panties. “Shit,” he cursed as he looked at your dripping hole. He stuck two fingers in your hole and pumped them. The noises that were happening was making you even wetter.
You moaned so loud, your walls were constricting around Niall’s fingers. Niall was moaning now too, pumping faster. “Ya want daddy’s cock, don’t ya?”
“Please. Want it so bad,” you begged.
Niall hummed, inserting a third finger. “Gonna be a good girl fer daddy?”
“Yes, daddy, yes,” your eyes were closing again.
He took his fingers out of your soaking hole. You heard his belt jingle. Niall took your wrists, placing them on your back, and buckling your hands in his belt. Once he tightened them, you groaned a bit.
Niall then moved up the bed to you, his fingers grazing your lips. “Open,” he whispered in your ear. You opened your mouth and he stuck his fingers, that were just in your pussy in your mouth. He moved his fingers to the back of your throat, choking you. When he moved them to the front of your tongue, you sucked on them and moaned.
“Fuck, baby,” Niall moaned, removing his fingers from your mouth.
You felt him moving on the bed, taking off his pants and boxers. You knew his cock was probably so hard right now and you wanted it in you. You turned your head to look at him and you saw him reaching to take his shirt off. “Leave it on,” you said.
“What?” Niall raised his eyebrow, smirking.
“Leave your shirt on. It looks really hot,” you blushed.
“Ok, baby girl,” Niall said, removing his hands from his shirt. “Ya tink yer ready now?”
You wiggled your butt back to him, encouraging him to put it in you. Niall chuckled. “Such an eager puppy.”
You barked, which made Niall laugh even more. “Yer so cute.”
“I’d look cuter with your cock in me, daddy,” you mumbled into the pillow.
Niall tsk’d and shook his head. He ran his hard cock up and down your wetness, making your shutter. “This is what ya want?” putting his tip in you.
You moaned, your head rolling back. “PLEASE, daddy.”
Niall grabbed onto the belt around your wrists and inserted his hard cock in you. You both moaned as he thrusted into you. “Jesus Christ (Y/N). So fuckin’ tight.”
Your mouth was hanging open as your body was being thrusted forward into the pillows and headboard. Niall was so big and so hard and he was fucking into you so well. You wish your hands weren’t constricted because you desperately needed to grab onto something.
Niall pulled all the way out only to insert himself all the way in you again. He laid down on your back, his chest flat against your back, his hands now reaching below you to cup your breasts, all while still moving in and out of you. “Daddy,” you whispered, barely able to get any words out.
Tears were now forming in the corner of your eyes, not from pain but from pleasure. Niall kissed your neck again, moving up to bite your ear and whisper in it. “Is daddy making ya feel good? Hmm? Fuck. What a good girl, taking me so well.”
You moaned and nodded your head, unable to speak. “Cum-cumming,” you managed to get out.
Niall growled in your ear. “Cum. Cum wit me, baby girl.”
Your walls were tightening around him as you came for the second time that night, which caused Niall to moan. His thrusts slowed down and he kissed your neck as he came in you.
“Fuck,” you panted as you felt the last of Niall’s cum hit your walls.
You were both breathing heavy, Niall still lying on top of you. He leaned up and pulled out of you, which caused you to whine. Niall watched his cum leak out of you, his finger scooping up what was falling out.
Niall unbuckled his belt, allowing your hands to be free. You let out a sigh of relief and rubbed your wrists.
You collapsed and turned onto your back, staring up at Niall who was so sweaty with a fucked out smile on his face. “That was- was...”
“Really hot,” he finished, collapsing next to you.
You nodded, running a hand through your sweaty hair.
“Tank ya fer letting me know ‘bout yer little kink,” Niall chuckled, pulling you close to him. “I hope I wasn’t too rough.” He kissed your forehead.
Recently I’ve been thinking of how Niall would be when he came back from a trip that was kinda long and you are glad to see him but you are kinda cranky and annoyed easily and he knows that you just need to be dick downed fed a good meal and cuddled with while you take a nap and you wake up later in a really good mood 😂
WARNINGS: SMUT. I’m sorry It’s not very good. I got lazy lol.
Niall had just gotten home from a long leg of tour and you didn’t realize how much you missed him until you were running into him, giving him a big hug. He gave you a kiss and rubbed your back.
After you separated, Niall put his bags and guitar case down in the bedroom. He came back and your mood was completely different. You were very cranky now.
You were putting the dishes away and sighing, you seemed annoyed too.
“So, how’s my girl, hm?” Niall asked as he walked over to you, pulling you in for another hug.
You held up a hand, stopping him. “Let me finish the dishes first, Niall please.”
He was taken aback at your harshness, but he knew you too well.
“Did ya eat yet (Y/N)?”
You shook your head. “No. Couldn’t really eat much because I missed you too much.”
“(Y/N),” he sighed, pulling you away to look at you. “I told ya, ya gotta eat or you’ll get a headache. Ya know that.” Niall kissed your forehead.
“I just don’t have an appetite when you’re gone,” you shrugged.
Niall kissed your cheek, and his hands ran down your arms. “I know, but yer getting hangry. Kinda snapping at me and I just got home.”
You sighed. “I’m sorry.”
“Want to order some pizza, hmm? Crack open some wine,” Niall suggested.
“Ok. Sounds nice,” you smiled.
Niall ordered, pizza, fries, garlic bread, and opened up a bottle of wine.
The food arrived and you never dug in so fast. Niall loved seeing you happy when you were eating. He chuckled at how you kept saying mmm and got so excited at food.
When you couldn’t eat anymore, you sat on the couch, leaning into Niall. “Feeling better, baby girl?” He kissed your head.
“Mmm,” you shrugged.
“Hey,” Niall pulled you onto his lap and kissed you. “Ya need my cock, hmm? Would that make you totally happy?”
You nodded, excitedly, biting your lip. “Please.”
He got up off the couch with you wrapped around him and laid you down on your bed. Niall kissed your neck and you moaned, pulling on his hair. You missed his touch and him being on top of you. “Did ya miss me, petal?”
You whined, nodding your head. “So much.”
“Mmm,” Niall hummed, kissing down your body. “Missed ya too, baby girl.”
He lifted your, well his, shirt off you and took your left nipple in his mouth, licking it, sucking it, biting it. You let out a moan and pulled his hair even more. “Fuck.”
As he was showing love to your boobs, his hand roamed down your body and moved your panties to the side, slipping a finger in your wet folds. “So wet already baby.”
You moaned.
“Want daddy to take care of that mess, princess?” Niall asked, looking up at you.
“Really just want you inside me, daddy,” you pouted.
“Mmmm, ok, baby,” he chuckled. “If that’ll make you feel better.”
“Yes, daddy, so much better,” you said.
Niall’s fingers hooked inside your panties, pulling them off you, throwing them on the floor. He took his clothes off and stroked his hard cock a few times. Niall kneed your legs open and crawled in between them.
He propped your legs up on his shoulders, a position you particularly loved, and inserted. “Fucking hell,” Niall moaned, his head falling back, as he put more of himself inside of you. “Missed you and your tight cunt.”
You were a moaning mess under him as he now bottomed out in you. “Niall.”
He held onto your hips as he pounded hard into you. Niall laid his chest onto yours, his head resting in the crook of your neck. Your legs wrapped around his waist.
“Harder, Niall,” you said breathlessly.
Niall growled in your ear. He pulled all the way out of you only to thrust all the way back in, hitting your g-spot. You moaned. “Again.”
He continued the actions until you felt your legs shaking around him.
“Gonna cum fer me, love?” he whispered in your ear.
You nodded your head, trying to catch your breath.
Niall sat up now, still fucking into you. His finger was now rubbing your clit, driving you closer to the edge.
“Shit, Ni. I’m-” you moaned and shook as your high was taking over you. You grabbed Niall’s hand a squeezed it as you came.
Niall was cooing at you, giving you compliments as you fell apart around his cock. “What a pretty sight, (Y/N). Fuck,” he ran a hand through his hair, panting.
His thrusts slowed down as you were coming down from your high. “Daddy.”
“Yes, princess?”
“Want you in my mouth,” you gave him grabby hands.
Niall chuckled and pulled out of you. You sat up and stroked him a bit before putting his cock in your mouth. You missed the feeling of having him in your mouth.
You moaned around his cock as he fucked your face. Niall held your hair in a ponytail as you deepthroated him, choking on your cock. He twitched and moaned as he pulled you off him. “Gonna cum. Where do you want it?”
You stuck out your tongue, anxiously. Niall chuckled. He stroked himself for a bit before cumming in your mouth. You swallowed all of him, licking the rest off your lips.
Niall collapsed down next to you and you snuggled into him. “And phase three is cuddles and a nap, right?”
You nodded, sleepily. Niall chuckled again, pulling you into him. He rubbed your back and spooned you as you both drifted off to sleep.
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You woke up in the middle of the night, pulled on Niall’s shirt, and made your way into the kitchen. You had some leftover over food, so you heated up the fries and waited.
Niall sleepily walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. “Babe, it’s 3am.”
You shrugged. “I was hungry.”
Once the fries beeped, you took them out of the microwave and hopped up onto the counter, kicking your legs back and forth.
Niall just shook his head and laughed, walking over towards you. He stuck a hand in the bad and you smiled. He knew you were feeling better because you didn’t scold him for taking some of your fries.
“I guess yer feeling better, love?”
You nodded your head and smiled. “Yep, all better.”
Niall chuckled. “My girl’s not hard to please- food, dick, and cuddles.”
Just watched niall and ashe’s interview where she says that she has never sent a nude to her parents by mistake but definitely sent some embarrassing texts. Can you write something where niall is friends with someone and she accidentally sends him nudes/thirst traps and maybe that ends in smut ahhh
This um turned out very hot.
WARNINGS: 2k words, SMUT, female receiving oral. unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, kids).
You were very interested in this guy, Nathan, and had done something you had never done before. You took nudes. You were terrified doing it, but once you did you felt really confident. You wanted to impress this guy and even though you weren’t that kind of girl, you were desperate. You had been texting that guy all day and had finally gotten the courage to send him the pictures.
You bit your lip and sent them, your heart racing.
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Niall was at the bar with his friends, he had invited you to come with him, since you two had been friends for a while, but you told him you would pass this time.
However, when his phone lit up with your name, he couldn’t stop smiling. Niall opened your message, his eyes getting wide, looking at something, he never thought he would see.
You had sent Niall your nudes by accident (his name was right near Nathan’s and his text was under his too). Niall had nearly spit out his Guinness and made a beeline for the bathroom. “Shit,” Niall cursed under his breath.
Niall knew you were seeing someone, so he was very confused by this, especially since he knew you never did stuff like that. You were so innocent to him.
He picked up his phone, looking at the pictures again. He shouldn’t be looking, he knew he shouldn’t but his cock twitching in his pants was getting the best of him.
Closing out your text and placing his phone on the counter, Niall took a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair. Did (Y/N) mean to send that? Did she want something more or was it a mistake?
Niall picked up his phone and hit reply. His fingers lingered above the keyboard, hesitant on what to say. Uh… Y/N, did you mean to send this to me??
He waited in the bathroom for your response, his heartbeat in his ears, and his now hard cock, straining in his pants.
His phone rang, your name lighting up the screen. “NIALL!” you said frantically. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry. Please delete those. They were meant for Nathan. Oh my God. I’m so embarrassed.”
Niall chuckled. “Love, it’s ok. I’ll delete them.”
“Thank you,” you let out a sigh of relief. “Fuck. I’m an idiot.”
“Well, at least you, uh, looked great in them,” Niall swallowed.
“Goodbyeeeee, Niall,” you said, hanging up the phone.
Your face was so red, embarrassed by what just happened. Niall was your best friend and you just sent him naked photos of you. After the embarrassment washed off, you sent them to Nathan with a cheeky emoji.
About five minutes later, you had gotten a text back. Um, excuse me, who are you?
You were taken aback. You had texted Nathan before but maybe he had his number changed.
Nathan?? It’s (Y/N)....
This is Nathan’s girlfriend. IDK who the fuck you are, but you better back off my boyfriend right now.
Oh shit! He lied to you. He has a girlfriend and just used you.
I’m sorry. I didn’t know.
You deleted his number and cried on the bed.
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Meanwhile, back at the bar, Niall continued to drink. He couldn’t stop thinking about your pictures, even though he should have.
He didn’t think Nathan was good for you, but what did he care right?
After about 30 more minutes, Niall was waiting for an Uber when he texted you. You’ll probably see this tomorrow, but hope Nathan liked the pictures ;)
Before your fingers could even register what they were doing, you were calling Niall. He looked at his phone in surprise, but picked up. “(Y/N)?”
All he heard on the other side was your choked sobs. You couldn’t even get words out.
“(Y/N)?!?!” he yelled into the phone. “Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”
“He- he,” you blubbered. “He has a girlfriend,” you finally got out.
Niall tensed up, wanting to punch a wall. “Well, he’s a fucking douchebag. Doesn’t deserve you.”
“Th-thanks, Niall,” you cried out.
“Want me to come over, petal?” he asked, biting his lip.
“Please,” you almost whined.
You sounded so desperate and it made Niall hard again. “Ok. I’ll be there soon.”
His Uber pulled up and he got in telling them your address.
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Niall arrived at your place in 15 minutes and since he had a key, he let himself in. He stumbled into your bedroom, where you were lying on your bed, in just a silky robe, crying. Niall’s drunken state made him pout and bounce over to you, lying down next to you.
“Niall,” you made grabby hands at him and he wrapped you in a hug.
He rubbed your back as you cried in his chest. “I’m an idiot. I don’t know why I did that.”
“He’s the idiot,” Niall reassured you.
“I should have never done that though. I don’t know what I was thinking,” you said.
“You were trying to get his attention and he was just a dickhead. You don’t need him,” Niall said.
“Yeah…” you cried, wiping a tear.
“Hey, hey, look at me,” Niall lifted your face towards him. “You shouldn't be crying over him. You're better than that."
You sat up, wiping your face. "Ok. I just can't help but think it's me, you know. Like all the guys I've been with. What if the problem is me."
Niall sat up now too. "It's not you, pet. Trust me."
"Like am I that repulsive?"
"Quite the opposite actually," Niall said, his hand resting on your thigh.
You tense up when he touched you, but immediately felt the tension between you two.
You leaned towards Niall and kissed him, your tongues were wrapped around each other. Niall’s hands moved to your face, and yours rested on his chest. Your breath got shaky as the kiss deepened.
“Niall,” you whispered, your eyes closed.
“Mmmm,” he said.
You bit your bottom lip. “Would you fuck me?”
Niall snapped back to reality, his head fuzzy from the alcohol. “(Y/N), yer not in a good state right now and I’ve been drinking, I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“Oh come on,” you said, taking off your robe, revealing your naked body.
Niall swallowed, taking in your body.
“What? It’s not like you didn’t see me already in those photos. I KNOW you looked,” you teased.
“N-no, No I didn’t,” Niall stammered.
You sat down on top of him now. “Hmm really? Cause your hard-on tells me otherwise,” you said moving your hips on top of him.
Niall closed his eyes as a slight moan left his mouth. You giggled, leaning down to kiss his neck.
“Yer sucha tease,” Niall said.
“Me?” you asked, your voice getting high.
“Yes, you,” his eyes opened, holding onto your ankles. “Sending me those pictures. Then acting all sad so you could get me over here. I see your little game.”
“There was no game, Niall,” you said, leaning up now, looking down at him. “He really does have a girlfriend and I really did send them to you by accident, but I was expecting to get fucked tonight, so if you’re not up for it then just go,” you rolled off him, lying on your bed.
He turned to face you. “Alright, let’s do this, but it’s no strings attached and we don’t speak of it.”
“Deal,” you smiled, sitting up on your knees.
Niall started undressing and kneed his way back onto the bed. He kissed your neck. “Lie down.”
You did as he said and laid down on your back. Niall laid on top of you, kissing down your body.
"You sure ya want this?" Niall asked, licking your nipple.
You moaned. "Please."
"Please what, (Y/N)?" Niall asked, moving his mouth to your other nipple.
"Fuck," you moaned. "Please fuck me, Niall." You ran your fingers through his hair, panting. "Show me no mercy."
Niall growled at your words. "Such a little cock slut."
You moaned as he spread your legs and put two fingers in. "Niall, just really need you in me."
He chuckled. "Gotta stretch ya out first, babe, so ya can take all of me."
You rolled your eyes. "Come on, you're not THAT big."
Niall sat up on his knees, his hard cock pointing straight at you. "Fine. If you think you can take all of me," he stroked himself, "then I'll just shove it in."
"No," You swallowed, after seeing how big he actually was. "Continue."
Niall smirked. "Thought so."
He continued to finger you, his fingers curling in a 'come here' motion. You were a moaning mess under him. His fingers moved in and out of you fast, bringing you quickly to your orgasm.
"Jesus, yer so tight," Niall said, adding another finger.
You giggled, which quickly turned into a moan. "Niall, I'm gonna c-cum."
“Fucking cum, you slut,” Niall leaned down and sucked on your clit while still fingering you. Your legs shook around his head and your eyes rolled back as you came. Your mouth formed an ‘O’ shape and Niall kept his mouth on you, lapping up your juices.
When you came down from your high, Niall gave one last lap up your core and you shook.
“Shit, shit, shit,” you said, as you caught your breath.
Niall chuckled. “Think yer ready for me?”
You held up a finger. “Give me a second.”
He laughed again, sitting up, and rubbing your clit. “Ok.”
“Nathan never did that huh?” he smirked.
“Not that, that good,” you said, running your hand through your hair.
“Whenever yer ready, baby, get on your hands and knees,” Niall said.
You whined, moving into position. Niall grabbed his cock, stroking it. “Ya gonna be a good girl and take all of me?”
You nodded into the pillow, already bracing yourself for his length. “Please just put your cock in me already.”
Niall chuckled. “So needy.” He held your butt cheeks and slipped his tip in, which caused you to moan. Tears formed in your eyes, just from his tip. You bit your lip and dug your nails into the pillow under you.
Your head hung low, and your voice got raspy. “Niall, please, please, just wreck me.”
Niall moaned when he bottomed out in you. You clenched around him and his head fell back. “Shit, (Y/N).”
He slammed his hips into you and you screamed. Niall was so big and knew what he was doing with his parts. You whined as he moved in and out of you. Your painted toes were curling with every thrust. Niall held onto the headboard, pounding into you.
“Ho-ly-fuck-Niall,” you said, between each thrust. “You’re so big.”
“Fuck, yeah, I am,” Niall cockily boasted.
“Harder,” you said.
Niall held onto your hips, pounding into you faster. You were bouncing up and down, your tits moving with you and your head flailing around.
“Gonna cum again,” you said into the pillow.
He slapped your butt cheek and continued to pound into you. “Fucking cum you cock whore.”
You moaned, your walls clenching around Niall’s cock as you came. Your legs shook and your breath caught in your throat.
You bit the pillow and Niall’s thrusts slowed down. When you came down from your high, Niall pulled out of you, his cock glistening in your cum. “Turn around.”
You did as he said and he gripped your chin. “Open.”
You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue. Niall stuck his cock on your tongue and came into your mouth. You gladly swallowed all of it, all three loads.
Some of it landed on your face, covering your nose, eyes, and cheeks. Niall sat down on his knees as his cock went limp. You giggled, lying back, scooping the cum off your face. “Nathan’s a fucking idiot.”
“I don’t want to talk about him,” you shook your head.
He laughed, putting his clothes back on, and getting off the bed. “Want me to stay or go? Are you ok?”
You giggled. “I’m fantastic. Thanks, Niall. You can go if you want.”
“Ok,” he smirked, buckling his pants. He leaned over and kissed you on the forehead. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
