thank you for your patience <3 *sexual content*
Abby Miller
After a nice dinner and a small walk, we make it back to the hotel with an hour and a half before Niall had to be at his show. He was being so sweet, the clothes he got me were maternity clothes because I needed some.
I wanted a way to pay him back for all of the stuff he's done for me...and I was in the mood to do it. I walk out of the bathroom, now in a pair of his boxers and a bra, my stomach bloated from the food I had consumed.
He was sitting on the bed, his elbows on his knees as he scrolls on his phone. He looks up at me when I open the door a smile on his cheeks. I walk over to him, taking his phone out of his hands and putting it on the bed next to us. I straddle his lap and kiss his neck, letting my lips graze his nearly healed skin.
He wasn't expecting me to do this but he tilts his head to the side, rubbing up and down my back and my ass. I start sucking on the small part behind his ear, his hair having a nice smell of coconuts. "Abby," he whispered in a moan.
I suck on his neck to create a hickey, rolling my hips on his to get him hard. He doesn't fight the urge to get hard, a bulge forming already under his jeans. I blindly unbuckle his belt, popping the button open and palming him through the thin material of his boxers. He groans in my ear as I gently slide my way off his lap and to the floor which he didn't notice at first.
He widens his eyes. "What are you doing?" he asks. Like last time, he knows I've never done this before so this was probably a shock to him.
"Repaying you, for the things you've given me that I haven't given back," I don't go in any further without his consent.
"You don't have to," he cups my jaw. "You don't have to do this just because I got you a present," he said.
"I want to do it..." I whisper.
"And I don't wanna hurt you," he whispers back.
"I'm the one that should be saying that," I nod.
"I don't have to do it if you don't want me to, you can say no," I remind him because this is completely up to him.
"You can, just don't feel like you have to because I went down on you first and got you presents," he said. I understood what he meant and I still wanted to do it.
"Can I do it?" I whisper. He stares at me long and hardly, swallowing and then nodding.
"Yeah," he nods. I give a small smile and run my hands from his knees to his hips, my hands tugging and the denim. He inhaled a breath and bit his lip, helping me get them down. I pull them at his ankles, his shoes still being on. In his skin tight boxers was a bulge meaning he was hard.
"Are you sure you're not just saying this because I wanted to?" I can't help but ask.
"I've wanted you to do this, just not because I gave you something," he said. I just smile, reaching into his boxers and grab his shaft which he inhales from the contact. I pull him out so he stands out in front of me, his tip all swollen and red from the blood flow. He breathes heavily, looking down at me on my knees in front of him.
I stroke his shaft in my hand, my hand sliding up and down his length smoothly. He bites his lip and looks at my hand as I speed up a little, pre cum rolling down his shaft and onto my hand. "Shit," he moans softly.
I part my lips and bring my lips closer to his tip with my hands shaking a little. I have no idea what to do, I have a small idea of what to do but I felt nervous. "Do you know what to do?" he speaks up, a slight shakiness to his tone.
"I think so," I nod in a whisper.
"Don't use your teeth," he tucks hair behind my ear. I take that in because I didn't know I had to not use my teeth. I nod and shuffle closer so my bump hits the sides of the bed. I start pumping him again, bringing my mouth closer to his tip. I brush my lips on the tip making him gasp. I push his tip through my parted lips so it brushes the roof of my mouth.
I swirl my tongue over his swollen tip, collecting the aftermath on my tongue. He throws his head back a little and groans, my core aching. I push my head down his shaft, being careful not to graze my teeth. His tip meets the back of my throat but not deep enough to make me gag. He closes his eyes and moans as I bob my head up an down on him.
"Oh my god," he groans and tosses his head back again. My saliva lubricates his shaft, making it easier to do. With the parts I couldn't fit, I pump in my hand. He closes his eyes and balls the sheets in his hands watching himself disappear into my mouth. I look up at him through my eyelashes, meeting eyes with him. I pull away completely, his cock glistening with my saliva.
I stick my tongue out and bring it to his base, pressing my tongue flat against him and dragging it up to his tip which I gently suck on. He moans again, his hands grabbing his knees. "Oh my god, Abby," he groans, filling the room. He grabs my hair with one hand, wrapping it around his hand. I stop bobbing my head and swallow on him making him shiver from it.
He tugs on my hair so I almost pull away completely before he pushes my head back down on him so he hits the back of my throat and I gag for the first time on him. He moans with his eyes screwed shut, his hand pulling and pushing my head up and down his shaft. "You feel amazing," he groans.
I moan on him, watching him have his eyes pinched shut and jaw dropped. I loved how he looks right now. Knowing I was giving him the pleasure made me feel so good because he looked like he was enjoying it. I smirk and close my eyes, gagging on him a few more times.
"Fuck," he rolls his head to the side and back. I wrap my tongue around him, still being cautious not to graze my teeth on him. I gag on him again, my eyes watering this time. He moans again, speeding my head up faster. I close my eyes and hold my breath, sucking on his dick as he moves me.
After a while with his moans filling the room, sweat forming on both of our bodies. My lips were red and swollen from sucking on his tip and bobbing my head on him. His eyes were screwed shut completely, his mouth now gaped open.
"I'm close," he moans again. I pant and nod, my core now aching like fucking crazy. I had been at it for 10 minutes, so knowing he was close was a bit of a relief. I'm so happy that I was making him feel good and I think I was doing alright for my first time.
"I'm close," he whines. Did I really want him to cum in my mouth? Not really, but I'm going to do it, so I just nod. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" he asks but I just nod.
In seconds, I gag on him again which makes him gasp and grab his knees. A warm salty liquid comes out of him in spurts, filling my mouth up. He breathes out, panting and wiping his forehead. I suck his tip to collect any more cum, it sitting on my tongue. "Holy shit," he smiles. He stares at me on the floor with my cheeks full of him. I swallow his confines, the sweet and salty cum running down my throat.
He licks his bottom lip with his tongue and closes his eyes. I put his now softened cock back into his boxers. "Oh my god," he falls back on the bed. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and get up. I rub my stomach and sit on the bed next to him.
"Was it good?" I whisper.
"That was for your first time," he nods.
"Really?" I crack my knuckles.
"Yeah," he turns his head. "I certainly liked it," he stands up, pulling his jeans up, doing them up and his belt. He kneels on the bed and crawls over to me. "Thank you," he whispers, cupping my jaw.
"Thank you for everything," I smile, looking down at his lips. He smiles and pulls my lips to his. He presses his lips to mine, I hum into the kiss. He can probably taste me on his tongue.
He pulls away and looks into my eyes. He smiles and presses his lip back to mine again and then pulls away again. He lays down, my body falling onto his again.
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this is bad :/
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