I keep looking at that gif set where Niall holds up his hand and his palm looks so fucking huge and keep thinking about how good it'd fell to have it wrapped around your neck while he was fucking you so hard it starts making you dizzy
YES picture this: hes fucking you from behind, both his big hands wrapped around your ass, watching himself fuck into you. and you’ve got your head buried in the bed, fingernails clawing at the sheets as he thrusts, harder bc he likes hearing your forced moans and the sound of his hips slapping against your ass. but you almost cant breathe, not enough to be loud for him and you feel the spread of his hand slide up the arched slope of your back and you’re preparing to feel it tangle into your hair, bc for niall, he loves to curl a fist in when hes devouring you like that but he doesnt, his sticky palm drags past your shoulder and over the side of your neck and before you can even choke out a shallow whimper, you feel his large hand wrap itself around the front of your throat. he squeezes gently, just to make sure you are aware of him and that hes not going to hurt you and you swallow hard against his palm, your eyes pinching shut as you begin to feel him start to pull you up towards him. your hands stretch down the sheets, your palms pushing to the bed to help raise yourself up as his lean sweat coated body meets you half way, his chest pressing to your back. his hips are still thrusting, but they’ve slowed a bit, long circled pumps in and out of you, to the point where you can feel the pulse of his cock against your inner walls and its driving you insane, making you tremble and gasp for needed air. he leans his face down, nestling it to the side of yours as his hand locks firmer around your throat, his other big hand having slid up from your ass to grip around your waist, holding you steady. his hot breath surges across your face, your wild hair stuck across the dampened skin and he chuckles a bit, knowing exactly how hes making you feel as he continues to slowly fuck into you. tiny cries start to edge up from your throat, his grip growing tighter around you. “louder baby,” he whispers, pushing himself deeper inside you, “louder for me…wanna fuckin’ hear ya…” and you curdle out a broken moan at his encouragement, the sound bouncing off his bedroom walls as he starts to move his hips even faster. “more,” he instructs, his hand slipping down from your waist to settle between your legs as he begins to rub at you. another loud moan crackles from your throat at the intense feeling, the strong clench of his big hand around your bared neck forcing your head back to his broad shoulder, his hot mouth now attaching to the side of it. “thats it, love…” he breathes out, your body falling to his mercy and shaking uncontrollably under his. he sucks across your skin, your eyes rolling back as more broken cries leave your slackened mouth and all it takes is the urging of Niall’s agile fingers and the skilled thrust of his slim hips before you are coming around him, screaming his name louder than you ever have before.