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One Direction Dirty Imagines

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Dedicated to niallsprincess201 ! Hope you enjoy it! :D (Y/N) = Your Name. Sorta long. c;

You were sitting at yours and Niall's flat, alone in your shared bedroom. You had the TV on, watching the boys interview. Before Niall left you two had had a pretty intense make out session. You would have carried on, but Harry had came to pick Niall up so they weren't late for the interview.

So now you were extremely horny, left to wait another hour until you can get Niall to help you out. 

You picked up your phone as you watched the boys on your flat screen TV that hung on the wall, and you scrolled through your contacts list. You pressed on Niall's name and sent him a text,

To: Nialler

God, the things I'm going to do to you when you get home. ;)

You watched the TV as Niall's phone buzzed, and a confused expression crossed his face. He smiled as the interviewer was asking Zayn questions, and Niall picked up his phone. You bit your lip as Niall's eyes went wide, and he cleared his throat, typing back. You had your phone already in your hand as he finished, and you received a new message.

From: Nialler

Stop it, I'm in an interview. I can't spend the rest of the hour with a boner, (Y/N). Keep the dirty talk for later ;) xx

You groaned slightly, this turning you on, but also getting you extremely anxious. You decided to play around with Niall, and you quickly got up from your bed. You sprinted over to your closet and pulled out Niall's favourite matching bra and underwear, which was pink lace.

You slipped into the outfit and smiled at your reflection, then quickly snapped a photo. You put your sweats and a tank top back on afterwards and sat down, sending the photo to Niall.

You broke into a giggle as Niall lifted his phone again, this time awkwardly crossing his legs and looking around the room to make sure no one was watching. His thumbs moved quickly, and he set his phone back in his lap when he finished with the message.

You quickly picked up your buzzing phone, reading the text.

From: Nialler

Guess I'm just going to have to punish you, then. Get ready for when I get home, little slut. x

You groaned, your panties dampening slightly as you read the text. Niall was planning on punishing you? That was going to be hot. You quickly stripped to your underwear again and ran downstairs, glancing at the clock. The interview would be over in fifteen minutes, already.


 You were sitting back down on your bed, scrolling through twitter on your phone when you heard the door open and bang shut. Footsteps were heard coming up the staircase, and you tossed your phone to the side, laying down and closing your eyes.

"No, no, no. No time for sleeping. I said I was going to punish you, and that's what I'm going to do." Niall hissed, walking over and flipping you onto your back. 

You groaned, "Niall, I'm tired," you lied. "Just drop it." but you didn't want him to. You wanted him to keep going, but you also wanted to play around with him a little.

"Too bad. Open your eyes, princess, and let's get this started." he growled, throwing the blankets off of you to see you were only in your bra and underwear. "Hm, looks like you were just as anxious as I was, huh, princess?" he groaned, looking up and down your body. He ripped his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor, and stood at the end of the bed. You jumped up, on your knees, and quickly tried to unbuckle his belt. "Ah, ah, ah," Niall grinned, pulling your hands away and shoving you onto your back. 

He easily unbuckled his belt, stripping himself from his jeans. Now you were both in your underwear. "Alright, come here," Niall said, motioning for you to come forward. You quickly stood, pushing Niall onto the bed so he was sitting, and you got on your knees on the floor in front of him. You wrapped your small hand around his erection, keeping it still as you lick the pre-cum off of his tip. Niall lets out a throaty groan, tangling his fingers in your hair. "No teasing," he says sternly, looking you in the eye.

With a nod you start moving your hand up and down at a fast pace, watching in awe as Niall's eyes roll to the back of his head in pleasure, falling onto his back. "J-just suck it." he begs you, and you do. With your hand still around the shaft, you wrap your lips around the tip, licking and sucking. "I said no teasing!" he said harshly, still gripping your hair. You oblige and bob your head, taking in as much of his length as you can. It wasn't long before you heard a long groan escape from Niall's parted lips, and his salty cum slid down your throat. You pulled your mouth away, and he sat up with a smirk. "Come lay down," he ordered, patting the bed beside him. 

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