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Niall Horan as Niall Horan

Barbara Palvin as Amy Jones

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Plot - Niall and Amy have been dating for 6 months now, Niall wants to take things on the next intimidate level but felt Amy wasnt ready for it. Little did he know that the plans Amy had for them was little more than just an innocent date.

Mature - Sexual content which includes edging, orgasms denial, handcuffs and anal play.

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The autumn leaves danced on the tree branches outside as Niall pulled into Amy's apartment complex. He took a deep breath, checking his hair in the rearview mirror before grabbing the flower bouquet and bottle of cabernet from the passenger seat. Niall had been seeing Amy for a few months now, and he was pretty sure he was falling for her. The only problem? He wanted to take their intimate relationship to the next level, but he could never work up the nerve to make a move, worried she wasn't ready.

Amy pulled open the door with a radiant smile, that smiled that made Niall's heart skip a beat. "Hey stranger," she grinned, giving him a peck on the lips. "I'm so glad you're here."

"Me too," Niall replied, hoping his nerves didn't show. He handed her the bouquet of sunflowers. "These are for you. And I brought some wine to go with dinner. What did you have in mind?"

Amy's kitchen was warm and inviting, with a large wooden table and racks of copper pots and pans hanging above the center island. "Well, I know this amazing shrimp scampi recipe we could try together," she said. "If you're up for cooking with me, that is."

"Absolutely," Niall said, already rolling up his sleeves. "Just tell me what to do."

They moved in sync, Amy sautéing the shrimp in a skillet of garlic-infused butter while Niall got the linguine boiling and prepped the vegetables. When she needed fresh lemon juice, he was there with a reamer. As the kitchen filled with fragrant aromas, Niall snuck glances at his girlfriend, marveling at her effortless grace.

God, she's beautiful, he thought. Especially that little crinkle she gets right between her eyes when she's concentrating.

As if she could read his mind, Amy looked up and their eyes locked for a heated moment before Niall quickly looked away, his face flushing. ‘Get it together, man.’ , he scolded himself.

Once the pasta was plated and grated with parmesan, Niall carefully decanted the cabernet while Amy lit some taper candles on the table, adding a romantic glow to the room. When they settled across from each other, Niall raised his glass in a toast.

"To us," he smiled, "And many more incredible home-cooked meals like this together."

Amy clinked her glass against his. "I'll drink to that," she replied, taking a sip of the deep red wine. "You've been such an amazing teammate tonight."

All through the delicious meal, the two laughed and joked like they always did. But Niall couldn't deny the undercurrent of nervous sexual tension he felt, the wanting to take their relationship to the next level. Amy, for her part, seemed blissfully unaware, chatting and giggling away as she polished off her second glass of cabernet.

Finally, when their plates were cleared and the last crumbs of bread were sopped up, Amy stood and began gathering their dishes.

"Oh, don't worry about that," Niall said quickly, jumping up from his chair. "You cooked most of this incredible meal, at least let me take care of the cleaning up."

Amy tried to protest, but Niall was already at the sink, rolling up his sleeves. So instead, she opened another bottle of cabernet to let it breathe. "Why don't you go get comfy on the couch?" she said. "I'll join you in just a minute and we can figure out a movie to watch."

As Niall scrubbed and rinsed, he replayed their evening over in his mind, thinking about all the little moments he wanted to seize but didn't. Like when their fingers brushed together while plating the scampi, or that heated look they shared when he handed her the reamer. Why did he always get so flustered and shy away from moments of intimacy?

Get it together, he scolded himself again. ‘If you keep holding yourself back, you might lose her for good.’

By the time Amy returned, the dishes were drying in the racks and Niall had settled onto the plush leather couch with the fresh bottle of wine and two glasses. She immediately curled up against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Thanks for doing all that cleaning," she said, planting a soft kiss on his neck that sent a jolt of electricity down his spine. "You're the best."

Pushing down his nerves, Niall turned to face her and pulled her in closer. Searching her warm brown eyes, he saw nothing but openness and affection. Slowly, he brought his lips to hers and they began to kiss, gently at first but quickly escalating into heated passion as their months of unresolved sexual tension took over.

Ally kissed him hungrily, her hands roaming up the back of his shirt as she pressed her body against his. Just this once, don't pull away, Harry told himself. Let yourself have this moment with her.

As if she could sense his hesitation, Ally suddenly broke away, breathing heavily. "Hey," she panted, asoft smile playing across her lips. "As incredible as this is, maybe we should pick out one of those movies first before getting...distracted."

"R-right," Niall stammered, annoyed at his own inability to go through with it. "Good idea."

Ally threw back the covers and stretched with a yawn. "You know what? I'm just going to run to the bathroom really quick, then maybe we can find a movie to watch and make a night of it?"

"Sounds good," Harry smiled, trying not to stare at her adorably tousled bedhead and sleepy smile. She padded off to the en-suite bathroom, leaving Harry alone with his thoughts once more.

Harry had just about psyched himself up when suddenly, every light in the bedroom cut out, leaving him in total darkness.

"What the..." he began, scrambling up from the armchair. Had he accidentally clicked something on the remote? Or maybe there was a power surge happening somewhere?

"Uh, Amy?" he called out, feeling his way along the walls with his hands outstretched. "The lights just went out in here, I'm not sure what happened. Are you okay?"

No response came from the bathroom. A little plume of surprise rose in Harry's chest. Had she fallen and hurt herself? Or was this some kind of weird prank she was playing?

"Amy?" he repeated, his voice taking on a concerned tone as he reached the bathroom door and did a gentle push...

A sudden movement behind him caught his attention, and he turned to see Amy standing in the doorway, wearing a red lace lingerie set that left him breathless.

"Amy, you look... wow," Niall stammered, taken aback by her seductive appearance.

"I thought you might like it," she replied, her voice low and sultry. She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying seductively.

Niall's heart raced as she approached, his eyes fixed on the lace-covered curves of her body. He reached out to touch her, his fingers brushing against the soft fabric of her bra.

"Mmm, not yet," Amy whispered, pulling away from his touch. She took his hand and led him to the bed, pushing him gently onto his back.

"Amy- are u sure ? i thought u didnt want this now" Niall hesitantly asked.

Amy tutted with a seductive smile, as she gripped his hair hard making him moan, "I wanted this Niall, but I want control. Now be my perfect slut, wont you?"

She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. Niall could feel the heat of her through the lace, and he groaned with desire. Amy leaned down, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss as she handcuffed him discretely

Niall pulled back in shock, looking down at the restraints , “where did they come-“

His words were cut off as Amy kissed him again, straddling him and slowly unbuttoning his clothes

Niall, for his part, was more than happy to oblige. He reveled in the feeling of Amy's soft body pressed against his, her hands exploring every inch of his skin. He could feel himself growing hard with desire, his cock throbbing with need.

Amy, noticing his arousal, began to lick and tease his nipples, her tongue flicking back and forth across the sensitive buds. Niall moaned with pleasure, his hips bucking upwards as he tried to grind against her.

But Amy had other plans. She moved down his body, her lips trailing kisses down his stomach until she reached his cock. She took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his shaft as she sucked him deep.

Amy's lips wrapped around Niall’s cock, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She could feel him growing harder with each passing moment, his hips thrusting up to meet her eager mouth.

But Amy had a surprise in store for him. She pulled back, letting his cock slip out of her mouth with a wet pop. Harry looked at her, puzzled, as she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

"Just wait," Amy replied, a mischievous glint in her eye.

She rummaged through the freezer, searching for what she wanted. Finally, she found it - a tray of ice cubes. She pulled it out and grabbed a few cubes, wrapping them in a cloth.

When she returned to the bedroom, Niall’s cock was still standing at attention, eager for her attention. Amy knelt down between his legs, wrapping her hand around his shaft. She stroked him a few times, feeling him grow even harder in her hand.

Then she leaned down and took him into her mouth again, but this time, she was careful to keep her teeth away from his sensitive skin. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, teasing him with every touch.

As she sucked him, she reached down with her free hand and began to massage his balls. Niall moaned with pleasure, his hips bucking up to meet her mouth.

But Amy wasn't done yet. She took the ice cubes from the cloth and began to run them over Niall’s thighs, feeling him jump with surprise. Then she moved them up to his balls, feeling him gasp as the cold ice met his hot skin.

She alternated between the ice and her mouth, teasing him until he was on the edge of orgasm. Then she pulled back, letting him cool down.

"Please, Amy," Niall begged, his voice strained with desire. "I need to cum."

She looked up at him with a sly smile and said "Not yet baby, I want to drag this on a little longer."

She then stood up and slowly removed her panties, revealing her wet and inviting pussy. She straddled him and sandwiched his cock between her folds, rubbing herself against him. Niall moaned with pleasure as he felt her wetness on his cock.

She ground her hips against him, her moans growing louder with each movement. Niall, unable to resist, reached up to touch her, his restraints stopped him from doing so.

"Please baby, I can make us both feel so good, just let me out of these" Niall said as he clenched his jaw.

"Not yet, my love," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

Amy, a vision of pure sin, straddled him, her damp folds enveloping his throbbing cock. Her fingers traced the outline of his lips, leaving a glistening trail of her essence. "Taste me, Niall," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. He obliged, swirling his fingers around her hungrily as he sucked her arousal from her fingers.

"Such a good boy, so good for me" Amy said "And good boys should get rewarded"

Niall's breath hitched as she guided him to her entrance, her eyes locked onto his. Inch by inch, she sheathed him within her, each movement drawing a ragged moan from deep within him.

Once he was fully seated within her, she began to move. Slowly at first, she ground against him, her muscles clenching and releasing in a languid rhythm that drove him to the brink of madness. Her breasts bounced with each movement, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Niall could only watch, transfixed by the sight before him.

As the tempo increased, so did the symphony of their moans. Each thrust elicited a gasp, a sigh, a plea for more. Niall’s hands clenched into fists as he fought against the restraints, wanting nothing more than to bury himself deeper within her.

Amy's fingers found their way to her clit, her moans growing louder as she circled the sensitive nub. Niall watched, mesmerized, as her orgasm approached. Her body tensed, her breath hitched, and with a final thrust, she shattered around him.

Her muscles milked him, drawing forth his own release. He cried out, his voice mingling with hers as he spilled himself within her. Spent, Amy collapsed onto him, her breath warm against his neck.

"That was ...incredible" Amy said as she recollected her breath.

"Who said im done with you?" Niall asked in a deep voice which made her confused as she furrowed her eyebrows

"what are-" she didnt get to finish her sentence.

With that, Niall broke free from the restraints and I mmediately rolled Amy onto her stomach, her luscious ass presented to him like a banquet for a starving man. He couldn't help but marvel at the sight, his cock throbbing with need. He leaned down, pressing tender kisses to the soft skin of her lower back, eliciting a soft moan from Amy

"I hope you had your fun, now it's my turn baby." Niall growled as he put his hands on her waist

"Oh, Niall ," she breathed, her voice heavy with desire. "I need you, I need to feel you inside me."

Niall couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He reached for the bottle of lube they kept within arm's reach, slicking his fingers with the cool liquid. He gently parted Amy's cheeks, his eyes locked on the puckered rosebud of her anus. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her, to prepare her for the invasion of his cock.

Amy's breath hitched in her throat as she felt Harry's tongue on her, her body trembling with anticipation. "Oh, yes," she moaned, her voice a raspy whisper. "Lick me, prepare me, I am yours to take."

Niall obliged, his tongue exploring every inch of her, his fingers gently massaging her opening. He could feel her muscles relaxing, her body welcoming him in. With a final flick of his tongue, he straightened up, his cock poised at her entrance.

"Are you ready, my love?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"Yes, Niall ," Amy replied, her voice trembling with need. "Take me, claim me, make me yours."

With a slow, deliberate motion, Niall began to push inside her, his cock sliding in with ease, her body already slick and ready for him. Amy's breath hitched as she felt him filling her, her body stretching to accommodate him. Niall lay on top of her back and stretched his hand to interlock it with her fingers as he pushed in more.

"Oh, Niall ," she moaned, her voice a breathless whisper. "You feel so good inside me, so big, so powerful."

Niall began to move, his hips rocking back and forth as he thrust in and out of her, each stroke driving them both closer to the edge. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing gentle circles around the sensitive nub.

Amy's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure as Niall’s cock and fingers worked in tandem, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. She could feel another orgasm building within her, her muscles clenching around Niall's cock as he continued to thrust into her.

"Oh, Niall , I'm gonna cum," she cried out, her voice a ragged moan. "Don't stop, don't you dare stop."

"Oh yeah, should i make you edge like u mad me? maybe that will teach u a lesson" He said stopping his movements

"No, baby im sorry, i wont do it again , please please dont stop." Amy pleaded with desperate gasps

Niall's fingers moved faster, his thrusts growing more urgent as he felt Amy's body tighten around him. With a final thrust, he sent them both tumbling over the edge, their orgasms crashing over them like a tidal wave.

Amy's moans turned to cries of pleasure, her body shuddering as she came, her inner walls clenching around Harry's cock, milking it for all it was worth. Niall's own orgasm tore through him, his cock twitching as he filled Amy's ass with his seed.

As they both came down from their high, Niall gently pulled out of Amy's, collapsing beside her on the bed. They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat.

“Holy” Amy started

“I know” Niall said, just as shocked as he processed the events.

Finally after cleaning up ,they fell In a comfortable slumber, wrapped in each others arms.