One Direction Imagines

Niall- Nice Try Harry (sexual)

You knew you should have come with your best friend rather than show up separately. She was always late. You didn’t know anyone at this house and you felt awkward leaning against the wall sipping your beer. Where could she be? Your phone starts to buzz and you see a text from her. “Not going to make it. My car got a flat. Heading to the shop in tow car now. Have fun =)” Too upset, you don’t even reply to her message. You start to head for the exit when a guy bumps into you and spills his drink on your pants. “So sorry.” His British accent catches you off guard. “Can this get any worse?!” He steps back, frightened by your raised voice. “I’m sorry. I can get you a towel.” “No. I’m sorry. I know it was an accident.” You say looking up into his green eyes. Most of his hair was tucked away in an orange beanie, that didn’t match his black shirt and blue jeans. “Well I can still get you a towel. Hold on.” He says walking away.

            You stand there as people walk past you, carrying on with their conversations and laughs. “I bet he spilt his drink on purpose.” An Irish accent cuts through the other conversations. You see a guy with blond hair under a blue reversed snapback. Raybans shield his eyes from your view as he comes closer. “Is that what you saw?” you ask him. “No, but I know Harry. A girl like you…just take my word.” He took a swig of his beer before speaking again. “Come. I’ll show you where the bathroom is.” You follow him to the stairs and head up to, finding no one else around. “No one is allowed up here, but we won’t get in trouble.” He says almost as if he read your mind. He opens a door on the left revealing the bathroom. “Thanks.” You say heading in. “No worries. Just be quick now.” You nod and close the door behind you. You grab a towel from off the shelf and start patting your pants dry.

            After a minute, you realize that the towel isn’t really working and are going to have to leave the party for sure now. You’re kind of disappointed because there was a sexy blonde waiting just outside the door for you. “Are you almost finished?” you hear him ask. “Uh…yeah., coming now.” You rinse the towel and hang it to dry before opening the door. “You all good?” he says taking another swig of his beer. “It’s still pretty wet. I’m just going to head home.” “Nope. Follow me.” He says with a shake of his head and turning away. You follow his lead into another room a door down. He set his beer on the dresser before opening it up and pulling out a pair of sweats. “You can wear these.” He says tossing them on the bed. “Are they yours?” you ask confused as to why he was so intent on resolving your problem. “No.” he chuckles. “If they were mine they’d be bigger so I could have more room.” You smile at his comment, getting what he meant.

“How much bigger?” You ask with a smirk, after all you were supposed to be having fun. “Do you really wanna know?” he asks stepping forward, his voice a little husky. He’s now directly in front of you and you want nothing more than to feel his hands on your body. You stand on the tip of your toes and whisper in his ear “yes please.” With that the blonde stranger eases his lips to yours. You start walking back to the bed, feeling his tongue pass over yours, the taste of beer on your taste buds. You take off his hat and toss it to the side and when he pulls away you do the same with his sunglasses, revealing his blue eyes. “My name is Niall.” He says moving his lips to your neck, causing you to giggle. “Okay? I’m Y/N. Why did you randomly say that?” you say breathing a little heavy. “You’re going to need to know it for later.” He says before biting your neck, making you gasp from the pleasure.

You start to push his grey hood down his arms and he sits up to finish your task, also pulling off his white t-shirt. You can see his abs pretty clearly and you bite your lip as you imagine running your tongue over them. You pull your shirt over your head and Niall begins unbuttoning your pants. He peels the wet material off of your lower half, letting them drop to the floor, and when he returns to you he finds you’ve already removed your bra. He licks his lips before taking a nipple into his mouth. You take a deep breath in as he sucks on one tit and kneads the other. You bring your hands to his soft gold locks, tugging at them. He moans against your breast, switching to the other. You feel yourself wanting to be filled, knowing you were more than ready for his dick to enter, feeling your wetness as your hips start to tense. Niall suddenly pulls away and walks to close the door, leaving your body exposed to the air.

He pulls a condom out of his wallet and lets his pants fall down to the floor before reaching up your legs to pull your thong off. You would have assisted him, but your eyes and thoughts were focused on his size. Those sweats would not have fit him comfortably at all. His finger passes over your wet folds and sends a pleasure through your body. You shutter when he passes over your clit. He sucks you off his fingers and pulls you by your ankles, bringing you closer to the edge of the bed. He tears the condom open and places the rubber on his dick, squeezing the air out of the tip. You watch him, awaiting the pain you were sure to feel when he pushes inside. He opens your legs and teases you by rubbing his tip against your wet center. You let out a little moan and that’s when he enters you, completely shoving his dick inside you. You let out a louder moan, but luckily he stays still for you to adjust.

You can’t take it anymore and you thrust your hips upward, telling him to move. He begins thrusting into you, making his clover necklace bounce around his neck. You turned your head as you felt every part of your body relax from the pleasure. His hands grabbed your hips and his thrusts became harder, forcing moans out each time he hit your g-spot. Soon he let one hand go to rub circles on your nerves. He increased the pressure and you couldn’t take it anymore. “Niall!” “Tell me when.” He replied. “Oh Niall!” you back arched as he continued to pound into you. “Niall now!” you yell out before clenching your walls tightly around him and experiencing your orgasm. He continues thrusting into you, after he finishes himself, until you come down from your climax.

When he pulls out he takes the condom off and begins to dress. You follow his actions and finish with pulling up the sweats he pulled out for you earlier. You see him grab his beer and down the rest of it before turning back to you. “I’m not one to be quick about this sort of thing darling, but like I said no one is supposed to be up here. Maybe we can continue another time?” he smirks and pecks you on the lips before opening the door waiting for you to exit first. “I’d like that.” You respond walking past him with your pants in hand. When you reach the bottom step, you get into Harry’s view of sight and he comes up to you. “I got that towel for you…but I see you already found a solution.” His eyes leave from your pants in your hand to Niall. “Nice thinking Niall.” He says disappointed. “Sorry again.” He says before walking away. Niall let out a laugh before taking your hand and leading you to the drinks to get another beer.