Louis: You moaned, tangling your hands to his perfect, brown hair, tugging it a little when you felt his smirk on your sensitive skin. You were a trembling mess under him, only letting few screams and moans to the air, letting him know he was doing good job. After finishing you, he propped up to kiss your lips gently, snuggling his face to your neck, before turning TV on, staring it a proud smirk on his lips. “Lou,” you nudged, making him look at you with his blue eyes, “Can I do you now?” You saw his eyes go wide, but something in the blue orbs changed. The smirk flushed off his perfect face when he stared back to the Television screen. “Not tonight babe,” he answered, giving you a gentle peck to the forehead. You frowned, biting your lip, “You never let me do it. Don’t you like blowjobs? Or don’t you want me to suck you off? I promise I won’t bite…It’s because you don’t want me to do it, right…” He looked at you, seeing your insecure eyes and how you trembled, thinking every possible reason of why he didn’t want you to do it for him. “It’s not because of you okay,” he snapped, looking at you a bit shaken. “Well what is it?” you asked annoyed, feeling defended. Every guy always wanted a blowjob, except your own boyfriend… “It’s…I’m…I’m insecure okay,” he retorted, making you froze. “About..?” you started, still confused. “My penis, okay,” he muttered, cheeks a bit red, when he stared at the screen, not even knowing what show was coming, “It’s kind of..you know, small…” A small laughter left your lips when you reached to kiss your boyfriends lips. “Louis William Tomlinson,” you smiled, shaking your head, “There’s nothing small in you, I promise. You’re perfect, it’s perfect. You think I haven’t felt your morning wood? You know no one’s that heavy sleeper, and I promise, it is everything but small.” He stared at you a bit embarrassed, when you giggled, nuzzling your face to his belly, taking his shirt off, kissing all the way down before stroking his bulge. “I never lie,” you whispered, kissing his bulge through his jeans, making him ache his back, letting out a groan what sounded like silent “thank you.”
Liam: “Hi babe,” you smiled, walking to your flat, kissing your boyfriends pink lips gently. “Hi sweetheart,” he answered smiling a little, before turning his head away, making you look at him worried. “What’s wrong?” you asked, noticing how uncomfortably his hand was around your waist. “Nothing,” he answered a bit shaken, trying to smile when he planted another kiss to your neck, letting you muffle a moan. “Liam,” you whispered, looking at his brown eyes what were full of sadness, “Please tell me what’s wrong, love.” He shook his head, letting a redness cover his neck while he looked down to his lap. “It’s nothing…It’s stupid and embarrassing actually,” he confessed, making a small, forced smile to his lips. You sighed, standing up and straddling him to the couch you were sitting. “Liam, tell me,” you said gently, placing your hands to his chin, lifting it so he would look at you. He hesitated before opening his mouth a bit. “I, um, I heard what you, um, said last night while, eh, love making,” he blurted out, eyes ashamed. “What did I say?” You asked a bit scared, thinking how lost you got the night before while he finally filled you completely. It was your first time together, and now you suddenly were scared. “You told that…I’m…big,” he whispered embarrassed, looking at your fingers what were placed on your lap. “And?” you asked, still not understanding what he was so upset about. “I know I’m too big, okay, it’s always been a problem, I just…Don’t want to hurt you anymore, okay,” he told, avoiding your gaze. “Liam,” you whispered, finally understanding what he was talking about, “Oh babe, I wasn’t hurt.” A laugh left your mouth when you cupped his chin, kissing his passionately. “Last night was absolutely perfect. I didn’t get hurt, at all. You being big was a compliment. Best kind of it,” you smiled, now a bit flushed yourself, “And I thought you’d like it because I did. It was perfect Liam. Every part of it.” He lifted his eyes, looking at you a bit insecure. “Are you absolutely sure, One hundred percent?” You giggled, nodding before kissing his neck, licking the birth mark, nibbling his skin, “One million hundred percent sure.”
Niall: “Ni?” you yelled, entering his flat, carrying few grocery bags, “I’m back love!” He didn’t answer, letting you snort before placing the bags down. A silent moan echoed in the air, making you freeze. Your heart missed a beat. You and Niall hadn’t have sex yet. It wasn’t because you weren’t ready, you surely were, but he didn’t want to take the step yet. “Don’t be cheating,” you whispered to yourself when you ran silently to his bedroom’s door, heart bouncing on your chest. “Ni?” you breathed, opening the door without knocking, letting the relief wash over you. He was lying on the bed, hand in his pants, jerking off, and mouth popped open. He left few low grunts before noticing you on the doorway. “Holy shit princess, how long ye had been there?” he breathed, red color washing over his cheeks. “Long enough,” you smirked, not able to muffle the laughter what was bursting through you. “Need any help, it’s not sex you know,” you winked, sitting next to him, looking his red face before looking down his phone. “You jerked off with my picture?” you asked a bit shocked, making him cuss, before throwing his phone away. “I’m sorry princess, I just…I just got horny, ‘kay?” he mumbled, looking down embarrassed. “It’s fine, I just..,” you looked down, embarrassed, “I get horny too you know and you don’t want to have sex, so I get that, love. We have needs.” Niall sighed, looking down before taking your hand on his. “It’s not that I don’t want to,” he murmured, cheeks burning red, “It’s just…embarassin’…I can hardly satisfy myself and I don’t wana let ye down.” You gasped, looking at his bit watery eyes. “Niall, what are you talking about?” you asked, cupping his face, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs. He let out a shaky laugh before chewing his lip, “I’m not big enough.” You stared at him a moment, before straddling him, showering his red face with kisses. “I know that’s not true,” you mumbled, rubbing his member what truly wasn’t small at all,” and I know that only you can make me this horny. I don’t care how big you are, all I care is that you love me and I love you back.” A small smile came to his face when he looked at you, blue eyes full of love, “I do love ye princess.”
Zayn: You smiled, sliding your hand down on his chest, making him shiver under your touch. “A-are you sure?” he breathed, every breath hitching to his throat. “Positive,” you breathed, kissing his chest, prepping the skin with gentle, sloppy kisses. His skin tasted salty under your lips, giving you waves of pleasure. “Boo,” he breathed, trying to get you stop, making you only giggle against his hip tattoo, “stop.” You looked at him still continuing to kiss his waist, trying to tug his boxers down, but his hands stopped you. “Don’t. Please,” he protested, making you stop immediately. “Are you okay?” you asked, a bit nervous that you’d done something wrong. “Yea, I just need to tell you something,” he confessed, ignoring your eyes, trying to concentrate to his fingernails. “You’re a virgin,” you teased, knowing that he wasn’t. You had talked about it earlier. He chuckled, shaking his head, letting the black hair mess a bit. “Zayn?” you asked, seeing the fear in his brown eyes, “What is it?” He took a deep breath, biting his lip again, not knowing that it drove you crazy. “I just don’t want to mess this up like I did before,” he breathed a bit embarrassed, “I’m not ready to let you go yet.” You looked at him, totally confused. “I’m not going anywhere babe, I promise,” you cooed, kissing his plump lip, making him smile shyly. “I just…I know but everyone else always did and..,” he wondered off, voice fading away. “What does that have to do with anything?” you asked a bit irritated, hoping that he wouldn’t let past come between you two. “I never…They just joked…I know I’m not big and all and if you want a huge like they did, I can’t give that to you, I’m sorry,” he blabbed, making your heart melt. “Babe,” you cooed, tears in your eyes when you saw how fragile and insecure he was in front of you, “I promise I won’t ever joke about that, and I promise that you are perfect size for me. I’ve seen you coming from shower…I can’t sleep with that water sound .” Your last confession made your cheeks go burning red. Zayn chuckled, burying his lips to your hair, “Perv.” You giggled, looking at him, letting his lips found yours. “Are you ready, my perfection?” you whispered against his lips, making his brown eyes sparkle. “I’m ready, my perfection,” he answered, never letting you go of his grip.
Harry: You sighed in frustration. Another cookie disappeared to your mouth when you looked at the screen where a couple were making out heavily. You groaned, throwing a cookie to the screen, leaving the cookie to the ground. “Whoa, that’s some heavy cookie throwing,” Louis joked, stepping to Harry’s apartment, looking around, smiling to you friendly, “Is Harry here or are you just throwing food by yourself?” You gave him a dirty look, what suddenly turned to a sob. “What on earth?” Louis whispered, seeing how you broke down on sobs, big fat tears rolling down your cheeks. “Hey, hey..,” he cooed, sitting down next to you, rubbing your back gently. “H-he won’t have sex with me…It’s been a year and he doesn’t want to… There must be something wrong with me Lou… He promised that our anniversary but then he didn’t want to and…” you breathed heavily between sobs, what filled the room, leaving you broke to your boyfriend’s best friends arms. “Ssh, it’s okay. Just breath,” he cooed, making your sobs only louder. The door opened, revealing confused Harry. “Kitten! What happened?” He asked panicked, rushing to your side, leaving the groceries to the doorway. You shook your head, tears smudging your makeup. “What happened man, you told that you would have sex on your anniversary?” Louis hissed to Harry who only looked at you worried and confused. “Wha? What? IS this about that?” he asked, green eyes widening when his hand flew to his curls, tugging them lightly. “She thinks there’s something wrong with her,” Louis explained sassily, only making you cry even more. “Oh no,” Harry whispered, “No no no no no no no… I just.. started thinking what you said… I am too big, I don’t want to hurt her. She’s my everything.” Louis groaned, when you lifted your head and looked at him confused. “What?” you breathed, nose running like little child’s. Louis untangled himself, leaving the room silently, leaving you two alone. “I just…Boys told me that I should be careful that I won’t hurt you too much and I got scared…I’m too big for you. I don’t want you to get hurt,” he mumbled slowly, hands on yours. A small sniffle left your mouth when you pressed your lips to his, shaking your head gently. “Can you please let me decide that,” you whispered, only letting him show, that you were perfect to each other, just like puzzle pieces.