Another Round
- a Niall Horan one shot

Niall spotted them in the hotel bar. Their long fit forms leaning up against the wooden edge, sweet smiles on their faces and short glasses in their hands, filled with a brown liquid and, much to his surprise, a complete lack of any ice clinking against the glass.

A brunette and a blonde. Best friends, he would guess. Were they on vacation like him? Was this just the last stop of the night before heading off to bed? An idea formed in his head before he even took a step towards the pair. Could he get them to both go back to his room? His bed? His eyes sparkled in lusty delight as he took in the curves of their bodies and imagined what lay just underneath the soft fabric of their dresses.

He approached them slowly, sidled up to the bar, took a seat and asked, "Can I get you, ladies, another round?"

They turned to face him and he could see the outline of refusal already on the blonde's soft pink lips. But that refusal turned to a hint of a smile seconds the brunette answered for them both.

"Sure, why not." She smiled sweetly at him, leaning her elbows on the bar. "Two Whiskeys. Neat."

A slow burn started to spread in Niall's belly as if just the word whiskey could warm a man. Maybe it could when it came from a beautiful woman. He held two fingers up to the bartender, signaling for that proposed second round. The corner of his mouth pulled up in a grin that he knew was equal parts charming and boyish. When he saw a small pink flush creep over both sets of cheeks he knew he might just have a chance at making his idea a reality.

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Leaning against the back of the elevator gave Niall a perfect view of the two beautiful women standing in front of him. Both a little tipsy, just enough that their inhibitions were slim to none but not enough to be a concern. He was done being amazed at how easy it had been for them to agree to come up to his room.

Holding the cool neck of the bottle of champagne he'd bought off the bartender, he raised his other hand to trail a finger down the blonde's shoulder. He'd been wanting to touch that bare shoulder all night. She glanced up at him, watching him from under her lashes. His eyes shifted to the other girl while his finger still played with her friend's warm skin.

The brunette, seemingly emboldened by his gaze, took a step closer to her friend. She raised a delicate fingertip to the sweet and appetizing lips in front of her, tracing them gently. Her tongue darted out, wetting the dry surface of her own mouth. A smile lit Niall's face as he watched the blonde's mouth drop open and be overtaken her friend's.

A surge of lust shot through his body as he watched the two kiss. The sounds of their lips, the sight of their tongues rolling and tangling themselves together made the blood in his veins feel like fire.

Soon small hands were tangled in long hair, pulling at fabric with urgency, straining to reach bare skin. The sounds of soft moans and the pretty noises that women make filled the small elevator.

He couldn't wait to feel what was coming next.

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The air in his hotel room felt was thick with anticipation. The two girls stood in the middle of the room, glasses of cold champagne in their hands. With a simple look at each other, they downed the bubbly gold liquid . Glasses were set on the table and their attentions turned towards him.

The brunette stepped up to him, placing her hands on his chest and looking up into his eyes, biting her lip. She stroked her palms down his body and he felt a trail of electricity behind them. "We think that you might like a little treat." She turned and raised an eyebrow at her friend, silently calling her to join her. "Right, babe?"

The blonde smirked, running her tongue over her mouth and stepping towards Niall. "Mmmhmm..." She agreed with a nod of her head. She started to slowly unbutton his shirt, exposing his chest and the dark coarse hair. She bent her head and planted a kiss on his heated skin before pushing him down onto the bed.

Her command was simple, "Sit."
As was her friend's, "Watch."

Niall's breathing grew faster as he watched one girl circle the other before stopping behind her, shifting her blonde hair over her hidden shoulder and kissing her neck as she lowered the zipper on her dress. He felt every part of his lower body tighten as the dress hit the floor. Goosebumps broke out on her body and he couldn't tell if they were from the cool air or the fingers touching her newly exposed skin.

He groaned as lips touched skin again and again. His own hand touching himself as he watched the two undress each other until there was nothing but such tiny bits of lace left that they could barely be called underwear.

But he'd had enough teasing. Now he wanted his own taste.

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Niall's mouth watered as he looked down at the bodies of two beautiful women, lying naked on his bed. They were a feast for his eyes and soon to be for his tongue.

Side by side they lay, their hair fanning out around each of them. The brown and the blonde twisting until they look connected. Their bodies each flushed and waiting, wanting to be touched, begging to be tasted.

He bent to the task, trailing his tongue over one and then the other. Relishing in the whines that he heard when one wasn't getting the attention they wanted. The sweet smell of their bodies swirling around him, filling his senses, making him dizzy. The soft roundness of their breasts. The way they each pushed into hands as if they wanted more.The way each nipple turned to a hard little bud from one swipe of his tongue. The flavor of their skin heavenly on his lips. They were a delight to the senses.

Back and forth he moved making his way slowly down their bodies until he reached their centers.

He looked up from between the brunette's legs and caught her eye as he wrapped his lips around her and sucked. He smiled as her eyes rolled back in pleasure. While his tongue worked on one, his finger found the swollen little nub beside him and rolled over it. With satisfaction, he watched as the blonde's body arched off the bed. He sank his fingers knuckle deep inside her and curled them upwards. His other hand practiced the same motions on the other. He moved his mouth, switching sides, the tastes of the two of them mixing in his mouth. A moan falling from one's lips while a whine fell from the other's.

Niall groaned in delight.

He hoped that they tasted just as sweet in the morning.

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Laying on his back, naked on his bed, staring down into the faces of two women, Niall figured he was in heaven. But he knew he was the moment he felt both of their mouths touch his cock. His hips jerked off the bed, everything in his body tightened and he let out a string of curses.

Never in his life had he felt anything as amazing as this. They moved in tandem with each other, mouths gliding up and down in a complete synchronicity that was driving him closer and closer to the edge. He felt like he might explode and he didn't want this to end. He screwed his eyes shut, focusing on the feeling of what was happening to him. He felt a mouth glide over his head and sink down. He felt another tongue lap him as if he were a melting popsicle on a hot summer day. Back and forth it went until he thought he would actually burst when he came. The final note struck as he felt the tip of his cock tap the back of a throat. Then everything went white.

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Niall pulled his eyes open as his chest rose and fell with each labored breath. The sheets lay twisted around his legs as he laid there sticky with sweat. The sun shone in through his curtains and he blinked into the harsh light. A haze drifted out of his brain. He was panting as if he'd just run a marathon and his body ached in the most pleasurable way.

A shrill beeping filled the empty room. His eyes shot over to the alarm, the only reason that he was awake. His hand reached across his body, batting at the alarm that blared on his bedside table. His brows knitted together and he flung himself back on his pillows.

His bed. His pillows. His room. His house.

Running a hand through his messy hair, he let out a breathy growl.

"Jesus Christ. Fuck me. Best night of my life and it was all a fucking dream."

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