Niall Smut// Fifteen Days
@jennalbriggs asked,“Could you do a Niall smut where he comes home from a long day at the Studio then starts working on his laptop and you start teasing him”
You sat on Niall’s couch waiting for him to come home while watching tv. You didn’t leave here, but your roommate had her boyfriend over. Watching them made you miss Niall even more than usual. He’s been busy with work in the studio all week and you rarely saw him.
You heard the door open and keys changeling door the apartment hallway. Your eyes brightened as you heard Niall stepping down the hallway.
“Y/N? Is that you?” Nial asked, running upstairs, most likely to his room.
“Yeah, I wanted to see if you could hang out tonight?” you called to him.
He didn’t answer.You could only hear him going through his things. He came down the stairs and walked into the living room.
“Hey, darling,” he said before kissing your cheek.
“Hey, so I thought maybe we could order some food and watch a movie and cuddle for a little,” you suggested, facing him from the couch.
“I would love to baby, but I have to work a bit tonight,” he told you, “but if you want to stay and order some food, I’d be okay with that,” he said before walking away to his office.
It has been ten days since you and Niall had spent any real time together; it had been fifteen since you actually had sex. Not only did you miss him, you needed him. His hands, his arms, his lips, everything. You had made attempts to get him alone, but he was either busy or tired.
You got up from the soft couch and walked into the doorway of his office. His hair was disheveled, and he seemed stressed. He was typing quickly and stopping every once and awhile.
“You okay?” you asked Niall. His head slowly raised up. You recognized his tired blue eyes as soon as they met yours.
He ran his hands down his face and nodded, “I’m fine, I’m good.”
You didn’t believe him. You walked over to him and sat down on his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck,
“I think you need to relieve some stress, baby. You’ve been working a lot lately,” you whispered in his ear.
“Y/N, I have to work. I need to finish this before the end of the week,” he told you sternly. “I can’t have any distractions right now.”
You pouted and ran your fingers through his hair that was browner than it was blonde now, “That means you have three days to finish this, and I can maybe help you.”
“I’m in the studio for the next couple days then I have to fly out to LA on Friday,” he sighed.
“Please,” you mumbled, slowly rocking your hips against his. “It’s been ten days since we spent any time together, Ni. Fifteen since we had sex, and you love sex,” you reminded him.
He slightly chuckled, “Baby, don’t do this.” You raised your eyebrows, questioning him. “Don’t move your hips like that, darling. I need you to get down.”
“Okay,” you smirked while you slid off his lap and onto your knees in front of him. You slowly ran your hands up his thighs and around his crotch.
“Y/N, I’m bus-”
“Then just work, Ni,” you whispered as you undid his zipper and his pants buttons. You slid his pants down to is ankles, leaving him in just his boxers. Niall was only semi-hard through his boxers when you massaged his cock.
“Baby, baby, stop. I can’t focus,” he told, slightly groaning.
You ignored him as you took his cock out of boxers. You licked the palm of your hand and gripped his cock. You rubbed your hand from the tip to his balls. You looked up at your flustered boyfriend; he was a mess.
You dragged your tongue around his tip causing him to moan. You continuously did this as your hands ran down his shaft. He ran his fingers through your hair as you took him fully into your mouth.
“Fuck, Y/N,” he moaned, biting his lip.
You hadn’t seen Niall this worked up in awhile. His cheeks were red, his hair was wild, and the lust in his eyes was intense. You continued bobbing your head and rolling your tongue around his cock. You could feel his member becoming harder in your mouth; he was fully hard by now; he was yours now.
You released him from your mouth, leaving him a bit disgruntle, “Well, you’re a busy man, and you have to work so…” you smiling, standing up from your knees.
“Oh no you don’t, baby girl,” Niall growled, standing with you. “You just woke up fifteen days of sexual frustration, and you’re not going anywhere.”
His hands lifted up your hoodie revealing your bra-less chest. His hands roamed your chest as his lips attacked your neck. You leaned against his wood and marble desk. Niall kicked off his jeans and underwear from his ankles. He helped you onto the desk and removed your leggings.
“Were you wearing any underwear?” Niall questioned, sliding your leggings off. “You walked in here today just wanting to be fucked, didn’t you?”
“Maybe,” you mumbled.
“I bet you came in here wet, didn’t you?” His finger played with your wet silt. “You just couldn’t wait for me to fuck this pussy.” You shook your head in a response. He rubbed his cock against your silt. “I’m going to need an answer from you, baby.”
“Niall, I need your cock; I’ve needed it for days. Please fuck me, Ni,” you begged.
“Lay down.” You placed your back on the cold surface.
Niall didn’t waste any time placing his cock inside of you. You were already back in heaven with Niall slowly thrusting into you. His arms held your legs to get deeper inside of you.
This is what you had been craving for two weeks. You knew touching yourself wasn’t the same.
“Fuck, is it me or did you get tighter than the last time because damn, you’ve never left so good,” Niall mentioned in between moans.
He quickened his tempo. He held both of your wrists over your head after you tried touching yourself.
“I haven’t touched you in fifteen days,” he reminded you as his right hand squeezed your breast again. “You just lay there and enjoy yourself, babe.”
You felt yourself already close to your high. You knew Niall wasn’t even close to being finished with you. You knew he was only getting started, but you couldn’t help yourself.
“Niall, I’m s-so close,” you cried.
“Don’t you dare. I’m not done with you yet,” you mumbled. He pulled you by your arms to meet him. “In my arms, baby girl.”
You did so as he lifted you by your ass and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You attached your lips to his, throwing him off balance and into the fall. You both laughed against each other’s lips.
“Fuck me against this wall,” you whispered against his skin. “Please, Ni.”
He turned you around so your back faced the wall, “Well, yes, ma’am.”
He re-entered you again with his head in the crook of your neck. You bounced with his thrust; you were in perfect sync. His right hand gripped your hair as he left his mark on your neck collar.
“Holy fu-fuck,” you cried out.
You were breathless in Niall’s animal-like actions. You knew you weren’t going to make it. He was hitting every place just right.
“Baby, I can’t anymore. I’m going to cum!” you told him as quickened his thrust to the point of being sloppy.
“Come on, Y/N. Cum all over my cock,” Niall told you.
You felt fifteen days of lust sweep right from under you. Your body shook in Niall’s arms as you reached your high.
Niall let out profanity after profanity as he approached his high with you. He felt his arms getting weaker as you slid down the wall with Niall falling with you. You fell on top of him as you both ended your highs. You were lying down on Niall’s rising chest.
You heard Niall’s phone from the desk begin to ring. Niall looked up as you looked at him.
“Um I think I’ll just-” you began but he stopped you.
“No, just let it ring,” Niall told you. “You said you wanted to watch a movie and get some food.”
“You have to work, and I’ve distracted you enough if it isn’t obvious,” you smiled.
“Y/N, you are my work. I’ll order the food, and you pick out the movie.”
“Niall, you said you had a deadline in a cou-” you were quickly cut off as Niall picked you up again. He placed you on the desk again and handed you your clothes.
“Like I said, go find a movie, baby,” he mumbled before kissing your forehead.
You put your hoodie back on and smiled, “Niall Horan, I love you.”
“Y/n Y/L/N, I love you.”