Preference #34
One Of The Boys Walks In-
Harry:
You were taking things slow this time and for good reason. No matter how hard you wanted to go you knew that you couldn’t because Niall was in your living room watching TV waiting on the two of you to get ready. He didn’t have a very good perception of time since he was watching a soccer game but soon new something was up when he realized it was almost time to be where you needed to be. Just as you were finishing up, Niall walked in only to turn around walk back out. He then proceeded to yell that it was time to leave. “At least you were quiet,” Harry said, slapping your butt to push you out the door.
Liam:
It was a last minute get together at Zayn’s house and it could have come at any better time. Liam and you had been extra horny today and after several rounds still weren’t satisfied enough. With no choice but to go, Liam got dressed in jeans and a simple tee while you put on something a little nicer and a whole lot more provocative knowing it would drive him crazy, and hopefully persuade him into leaving early. After and agonizingly teasing car ride you arrived hot, bothered, and quite grumpy. No sooner did you arriver were you grabbed and pulled into a bathroom. Lips still locked tightly you were lifted onto the sink. “You shouldn’t have worn that tonight. Now don’t make a sound.” Soon two fingers were plunged deep inside of you. Noticing your disappearance, Zayn sauntered into the bathroom to find an unappealing sight. “Really guys?” he sighs disappointed but not surprised. “Horny bastards.”
Louis:
“Louis, we can’t do this. Not here, not now. You have to be on stage soon. What if someone walks in?” “Stop babbling Y/N and kiss me.” You oblige quickly as the moment continues to get hotter. Just as your shirt gets flung across the room you hear the door click open and see the lights flick on. A flustered Liam quickly turns the lights off and shuts the door. “Louis, mate, we have to be on stage in uh 10 minutes so you might want to hurry up. Oh and uh hi Y/N, I’m glad to see you’re feeling uh better.” Louis chuckles at his band mate’s awkwardness and quickly pecks your lips. “I told you we couldn’t do anything.”
Niall:
The two of you were in the kitchen fixing up some snacks for the small party you were having in the living room. Niall was really aroused today and your low cut top was not helping. He grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup from the counter and started spreading it across your neck and exposed chest. “Niall, what are you doi-ohhh.” You moan in the middle of your statement as he takes his expert tongue across the sticky substance. Propping yourself up against the counter, he kept licking and moved his hand to grip your ass. You moaned again, a little louder this time which caused a curious Louis to waltz in. “You could of at least brought everyone else there snacks before having yours, Niall,” Louis giggled before taking the snacks into the living room giving you both time to compose yourselves.
Zayn:
It was sleep over night at Louis’ house tonight and you and Zayn couldn’t keep your hands to yourselves. Everyone was distracted by the movie playing on the television so it was easy to make a quick escape up to Louis’ room. Wasting no time, you stripped and got on the bed. Too caught up in each other you didn’t even hear footsteps coming down the hallway. If the door hadn’t opened you never would have known someone was around. Harry walked in but stopped in his tracks, mouth open in shock. He quickly grabbed what he came for and left pretending nothing even happened. Or so you believed until you heard Louis desperately whine in disgust followed by him telling you that you had to buy him new sheets.
