One Shots
Estivalis & Niall (Rough & Dirty)
“Niall! I can’t listen to this bullishit anymore!”
He moves toward me as I start to walk away, grabbing my wrist tightly.
“Don’t walk away from me! I’m not done talking!”
“Well, I’m done listening!”
I wriggle my arm out of his grip and pull it away quickly, opening the door and leaving his flat in a rush. I make it downstairs and to the front door before the stairway door slams open.
“Estivalis, please! Don’t leave.”
I turn to see the panting man in front of me, desperate for me to stay. I cross my arms and look at him, contemplating what I should do. I want him to realize that he can’t just accuse me of things. He’s so jealous sometimes, even though he has no reason to be. I love him and he knows that.
“Say what you need to and then I’ll decide if I want to stay or not.”
The glint in his eyes and the rise and fall of his toned chest through his loose tank top makes me want to forget everything and jump his bones, but he needs to learn to trust me and not freak out every time there is a guy within the same picture as me. Just because a decent looking man is within 20 feet of me, doesn’t mean I’m fucking him. He takes a deep breath and looks into my eyes.
“I’m sorry, Esti. I really am. I get so jealous sometimes- I’m just always so afraid of losing you. I know I’m being ridiculous; I really shouldn’t look at the media. It’s just that when I’m gone, I psych myself into thinking you’ll get bored of me.”
He looks so sad and his words are so genuine. I know he doesn’t do all of this to hurt me. I uncross my arms and my face softens into a light grin. I place my hands on his shoulders and rest my forehead against his.
“It’s okay, babe. I just hate when you accuse me of something I would never do. I really love you!”
His arms snake around my waist and pull my hips toward his.
“I love you more. That’s why I get so upset. I know that isn’t an excuse. I just can’t-“
I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, shocking him. After a few seconds, his hands find their way to my bum, squeezing it roughly as he falls into the kiss. I hold the kiss as I back up toward the elevator and as we reach it, Niall slams me against the wall, kissing my neck as he presses the lift call button. As soon as the door is open, he breaks away and drags me into the lift. Once we are inside, I shove him against the railing and run my hand down his stomach, grabbing his bulge firmly as I press the button for the third floor. I tantalize his lips, getting close, but pulling away as he tries to close the space. I continue to rub against him through his jeans until the doors slide open on his floor. He pushes me out of the elevator and we make our way to his flat. Once we’re inside, I lift my shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor as he does the same with his. I hook my fingers through his belt loops and pull him sensually toward his bedroom. Once we reach the open door, he presses his hips into mine and guides me toward the bed as he wraps his arms around me, unhooking my bra. He tangles his fingers in my hair and brought his lips to my ear, purring into my ear.
“I’m going to fuck you so good.”
A weak moan escapes my lips as he lifts me up and tosses me onto his bed. I arch my back up and shimmy my pants off, pulling my panties along with them. They don’t make it past my knees before Niall falls onto the bed, his head landing right between my legs. Before I can react, he grins up at me and roughly pulls my thighs away from each other more as he brings his tongue to my wet core. Uncontrollable screams exude from my throat as I claw at the sheets of his unmade bed and buck my hips up. He pushes my body down onto the mattress and one hand reaches up and harshly massages my breast.
“Fuck, oh my god, Niall!”
His tongue leaves me and I look up, longing for his touch once again. He pushes himself up off the bed, pulling down his pants and boxers once he’s standing. I bite my bottom lip as I look him over, which isn’t long because he immediately returns to the bed, hovering over me. The muscles in his arms protrude and I run my fingers along his forearms as he leans down and kisses me, finally pressing his body against mine. Ripples of excitement flow through my body and I wrap my arms tightly around him, feeling his back tenderly, and pulling my hips up to his. He groans deeply into my mouth and pulls away a little. He holds onto my waist and moves me up so that my head is resting on a pillow. He crawls up to meet me again and kisses me as he reaches between us and guides his hardened member to my entrance. He deepens our kiss, slipping his tongue between my lips as he pushes into me, leaving me breathless.
“Oh, Esti, you feel so good.”
He lets out a deep breath as he fills me completely. Before anything else, he flips us over so that I am on top of him, making the feeling of him inside me more intense. I place a kiss on his lips and pull away, straddling his lap and easing him in a bit farther. He places both hands on either side of my hips, assisting me in riding him. As soon as I lift up until only his tip is against me, he roughly pushes me back down making me gasp in pleasure. Each thrust becomes rougher and brings more delight to us both. Once we get into a quick, but comfortable rhythm, he reaches up and holds onto my breasts instead of my hips. Once we are both moaning, panting messes, he holds me around my waist and pulls himself up so that he is sitting up. I start to bounce onto him again pressing my palms against the wall behind him as he pulls my nipple between his lips. I feel his teeth lightly graze against me before he starts to suck on it, twirling his tongue around, arousing me even more. I throw my head back as I feel myself reaching my climax.
“Ohhhh, Niall! I’m close!”
The ends of my words drag out as I fight to get them out between my screams. He bucks his hips up harder than before and brings a hand up, clawing my hair and pushing my head down to bring my lips to his. We are too out of our minds to really kiss, but our lips graze each other as I continue to move up and down quickly. Within a few seconds, my entire body tingles and shakes as I come around him. He follows soon after, loudly groaning through gritted teeth against my collarbone. I slow down my thrusts as we both come down from our excitement. Once we have finished, I remove myself from his lap and lay on his chest as I try to catch my breath.
“Maybe we should fight more often, babe.”
I giggle against his skin and look up at him.
“Yeah, that was pretty great.”
He moves toward me as I start to walk away, grabbing my wrist tightly.
“Don’t walk away from me! I’m not done talking!”
“Well, I’m done listening!”
I wriggle my arm out of his grip and pull it away quickly, opening the door and leaving his flat in a rush. I make it downstairs and to the front door before the stairway door slams open.
“Estivalis, please! Don’t leave.”
I turn to see the panting man in front of me, desperate for me to stay. I cross my arms and look at him, contemplating what I should do. I want him to realize that he can’t just accuse me of things. He’s so jealous sometimes, even though he has no reason to be. I love him and he knows that.
“Say what you need to and then I’ll decide if I want to stay or not.”
The glint in his eyes and the rise and fall of his toned chest through his loose tank top makes me want to forget everything and jump his bones, but he needs to learn to trust me and not freak out every time there is a guy within the same picture as me. Just because a decent looking man is within 20 feet of me, doesn’t mean I’m fucking him. He takes a deep breath and looks into my eyes.
“I’m sorry, Esti. I really am. I get so jealous sometimes- I’m just always so afraid of losing you. I know I’m being ridiculous; I really shouldn’t look at the media. It’s just that when I’m gone, I psych myself into thinking you’ll get bored of me.”
He looks so sad and his words are so genuine. I know he doesn’t do all of this to hurt me. I uncross my arms and my face softens into a light grin. I place my hands on his shoulders and rest my forehead against his.
“It’s okay, babe. I just hate when you accuse me of something I would never do. I really love you!”
His arms snake around my waist and pull my hips toward his.
“I love you more. That’s why I get so upset. I know that isn’t an excuse. I just can’t-“
I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, shocking him. After a few seconds, his hands find their way to my bum, squeezing it roughly as he falls into the kiss. I hold the kiss as I back up toward the elevator and as we reach it, Niall slams me against the wall, kissing my neck as he presses the lift call button. As soon as the door is open, he breaks away and drags me into the lift. Once we are inside, I shove him against the railing and run my hand down his stomach, grabbing his bulge firmly as I press the button for the third floor. I tantalize his lips, getting close, but pulling away as he tries to close the space. I continue to rub against him through his jeans until the doors slide open on his floor. He pushes me out of the elevator and we make our way to his flat. Once we’re inside, I lift my shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor as he does the same with his. I hook my fingers through his belt loops and pull him sensually toward his bedroom. Once we reach the open door, he presses his hips into mine and guides me toward the bed as he wraps his arms around me, unhooking my bra. He tangles his fingers in my hair and brought his lips to my ear, purring into my ear.
“I’m going to fuck you so good.”
A weak moan escapes my lips as he lifts me up and tosses me onto his bed. I arch my back up and shimmy my pants off, pulling my panties along with them. They don’t make it past my knees before Niall falls onto the bed, his head landing right between my legs. Before I can react, he grins up at me and roughly pulls my thighs away from each other more as he brings his tongue to my wet core. Uncontrollable screams exude from my throat as I claw at the sheets of his unmade bed and buck my hips up. He pushes my body down onto the mattress and one hand reaches up and harshly massages my breast.
“Fuck, oh my god, Niall!”
His tongue leaves me and I look up, longing for his touch once again. He pushes himself up off the bed, pulling down his pants and boxers once he’s standing. I bite my bottom lip as I look him over, which isn’t long because he immediately returns to the bed, hovering over me. The muscles in his arms protrude and I run my fingers along his forearms as he leans down and kisses me, finally pressing his body against mine. Ripples of excitement flow through my body and I wrap my arms tightly around him, feeling his back tenderly, and pulling my hips up to his. He groans deeply into my mouth and pulls away a little. He holds onto my waist and moves me up so that my head is resting on a pillow. He crawls up to meet me again and kisses me as he reaches between us and guides his hardened member to my entrance. He deepens our kiss, slipping his tongue between my lips as he pushes into me, leaving me breathless.
“Oh, Esti, you feel so good.”
He lets out a deep breath as he fills me completely. Before anything else, he flips us over so that I am on top of him, making the feeling of him inside me more intense. I place a kiss on his lips and pull away, straddling his lap and easing him in a bit farther. He places both hands on either side of my hips, assisting me in riding him. As soon as I lift up until only his tip is against me, he roughly pushes me back down making me gasp in pleasure. Each thrust becomes rougher and brings more delight to us both. Once we get into a quick, but comfortable rhythm, he reaches up and holds onto my breasts instead of my hips. Once we are both moaning, panting messes, he holds me around my waist and pulls himself up so that he is sitting up. I start to bounce onto him again pressing my palms against the wall behind him as he pulls my nipple between his lips. I feel his teeth lightly graze against me before he starts to suck on it, twirling his tongue around, arousing me even more. I throw my head back as I feel myself reaching my climax.
“Ohhhh, Niall! I’m close!”
The ends of my words drag out as I fight to get them out between my screams. He bucks his hips up harder than before and brings a hand up, clawing my hair and pushing my head down to bring my lips to his. We are too out of our minds to really kiss, but our lips graze each other as I continue to move up and down quickly. Within a few seconds, my entire body tingles and shakes as I come around him. He follows soon after, loudly groaning through gritted teeth against my collarbone. I slow down my thrusts as we both come down from our excitement. Once we have finished, I remove myself from his lap and lay on his chest as I try to catch my breath.
“Maybe we should fight more often, babe.”
I giggle against his skin and look up at him.
“Yeah, that was pretty great.”
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Dirty-Making Love-Passionate
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