so niall's voice had been acting up and he went to the doctor for it and they put him on vocal rest and he wasn't very happy about it. of course he was going to comply, he didnt want to ruin his vocal cords, but he hated not being able to speak. you always felt bad whenever he was put on vocal rest bc you couldn't even imagine how awful that must be, not being able to sing or speak sounds like hell and very hard to do. (but then again its also a good thing for you because you dont have to hear him bitch about stupid stuff but lets not tell him that)
so he sat on his side of the bed, the netflix show he started flashing across the tv screen. the show got boring to you and thats when your mind started to wander. an idea popped in your head and you sat up, and snuggled up next to him. his arms instinctively wrapped around you, pulling you close. luckily he only wore bottoms so your lips began to wander to areas between his chest and his jaw. you made sure to pay attention to his sweet spots, knowing that he also knew what was up when you hit those spots. he looks down at you and you look up at him through innocent eyes. you giggle and position yourself so you can straddle his lap. your lips move against his before he pulls away and mouths to you what are you doing and you just grin at him and say "can i not love on my man?" and he smiles and shakes his head, letting it fall back against the headboard of the bed when your lips mark their territory on his neck again.
your hips begin to grind against his and you can feel him hardening against your center. his hands snuck up your shirt and roamed the soft skin on your back. he pulled your shirt up and over your head, tossing it to the side. luckily you weren't wearing a bra so you were easy to access. immediately his hands cupped your breasts, massaging them in his hands.
you eventually end up between his legs, your hand slowly pumping his member that oozed precum. you look up at him through your lashes and say "i wanna play a game. can we do that?" and he just nods, absolutely loving this dominant side of you. so youre acting all sweet and innocent but youre loving this "okay you can't make any noise or else i stop bc we dont want you ruining your vocals do we?" his breathing begins to uneven and he shakes his head and you reply with "good. if you want me t' stop just .. push me away or something" he smiles at you and thats when you lower your mouth onto him, doing all of what youve learned are his favorite things; sucking and swirling your tongue around his tip, pushing him up against your cheek, bobbing your head up and down, twisting your wrist when your hand moves up and down on him, and humming against him because you know that makes him go crazy. anytime he makes a whine or a soft moan or whimpers something under his breath you stop and look up at him and his face is contorted with pleasure, but also frustration because he wants to moan so fucking bad but he knows he cant. his grip on your hair is tight and he's doing his best to keep quiet even though it's extremely hard because you always give him the best blowjobs (his words not yours)
but since he's been such a good boy, you let him cum and he shoots spurts of his release on your tongue, his face scrunched up with pleasure as he tries not to moan. and he's doing well. his body is more active since he cant moan so his hips are bucking up, his toes curling, his knuckles turning white with his hard grip and he's trembling with pleasure as he hits cloud 9.
once he comes down from his high, you swallow every last drop of him down, licking your lips as you move to straddle his lap again. he's breathing heavily in his aftermath, eyelashes resting on his cheekbones. you press a soft kiss to his lips and he opens his eyes and grins. "you did so well" you smile at him and he chuckles softly, moving his lips against yours again.
