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please. I want to start posting it online but like i want it to have a nice banner. ….. plz. 

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A very Harry Christmas

So, I'm inspired to write a Christmas series. There's going to be at least 5 different parts (each of the guys.) but possibly more. Here is part One!

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A Very Harry Christmas.

Christmas at the house you shared with Harry was very planned out and extravagant. From the decorations that Harry picked months in advance, to the cookies you'd have to bake with him and hand out to neighbors, Harry had it all planned out. There was no doubt that Harry loved this holiday, it was the season of giving, and everyone knew Harry already shined in that department. You weren't extremely fond of Christmas, your favorite Holiday was Halloween but you knew that if Harry was any holiday, it was definitely Christmas.

He bought a real tree, which he insisted you decorate with him, you obliged because you couldn't say no to his goofy grin. You helped him put up Christmas lights even though it was freezing outside. The house did look beautiful, and festive and you couldn't deny that you loved doing this like this with Harry.

There were nights where he'd make a fire in the fireplace and buy your favorite wine with snacks, he'd sing to you, like he usually did but this time Christmas carols. He'd also take you along with him to food pantries to help people in need. It was one thing you have always loved about Harry, that he was so kind and giving, it was like his heart was to big for him not to.

By Christmas Eve, the house smelled like Candy Cane Lane, Sugared Apple, and freshly baked sugar cookies. Harry made sure to play (quietly) a Christmas Album. He was all a glow with excitement. Plans were: Go to his Mum's house, and for some reason it was exciting for him, though, your family would be back in the States where you used to live. You tried to act like it didn't bother you, but it did.

"Are you excited?" He kept asking over and over again. "It's our first Christmas at our own place." He smiled that huge toothy grin, and you couldn't stop yourself from smiling back. Of course you were excited for your first Christmas together.

"Yeah." You answered and he'd kiss your forehead. He'd know something was up, instantly. He furrowed his brow.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." you lie, and again he knows. He raises a brow looking at you suspiciously,and you know you have to tell him.

"It's just my first Christmas without my family. I'm really happy to be spending it with you, and your family, it's just... I will miss them."

"Don't worry about it... We'll go visit them.. I'm sorry I should have asked you before we made plans." He said, his face went from happy to sad. You could tell he felt bad about it, but that wasn't your intention.

"No, it's okay." You say feeling a little bade yourself. "It's just... I'm in England now with you, I love it... I just need to get used to this." You say. He still looked a little upset, and you gently touched his face. "I wouldn't have moved here if I didn't want to be here." His smile was slowly coming back.

"I love you." He smiles fully, and kisses your lips.

"I love you." You reply when you have a second to pull away. The next morning you surprisingly didn't get woken up out of bed as early as you expected too, but there was a note on the side of the bed next to you. It read:

Merry Christmas Love, Mariah Carey once said, "All I Want For Christmas, is you," and I couldn't agree more. Having you is the greatest gift I could ever ask for. When you wake up, come downstairs, I have a gift for you. xx H.

You felt your heart beating fast in your chest, it was so cheesy... but adorable. You climbed out of bed and when you found Harry in a stupid Santa hat, with a red apron on, that looked like a Santa suit. You rolled your eyes with a laugh.

"Merry Christmas!" He said loudly. "Come in the kitchen!"

"Merry Christmas." You say with less enthusiasm, but Harry still kisses you anyway.

"Made you pancakes." He says and he points to the perfectly set up meal sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen. You know something is up, by the way he's acting... but you let it slide and sit in front of the plate.

"So how did you sleep?" He asks. You look at him suspiciously but you answer.

"Fine... you?" you begin eating the pancakes, Harry made them perfectly.

"Great." he said smiling. "Alright, I can't contain this any longer." He says.

"C'mere." He nods toward the living room, and you follow again confused but knowing that Harry was in fact, up to something. Whether it was good or not you wouldn't know for a few more seconds.

"Okay, so I got you a gift..." He says. "But, you have to close your eyes and hold out your hands.

"Okay...." You say, very wary.

"Okay." He says and suddenly you feel something warm and fluffy in your hands. Your eyes dart open to a small, brown puppy in your hands.

"HARRY!" you practically scream... "Puppy!!!!" you're so happy, and Harry just grins, watching you fall in love with the new addition to your house.

"So you like it..." He smiled and you nod quickly as you hold the little guy in your arms closer to you. Harry placed a kiss on your cheek. "I know that I'll be gone for a few months and I thought he could keep you company." He says.

"I love it. Thank you." You say pulling him by the collar of his shirt to kiss his lips.

"One more thing." He says, and he pulls out a little box. Your eyes widen once again and you look at him terrified. He knew you weren't the marriage type and though, you loved Harry, you weren't ready yet. He began to get on one knee and you felt your heart fall into your stomach.

"Just kidding," He grinned cheekily and your face flushed red, and you began laughing.

"You fucking asshole!" You yell, and he began laughing too.

"But this is for you." He smiles, and hands you the box, in your free hand. You open it to a beautiful ruby red and black ring. You fell in love with it just as quickly as you did with the dog."A promise ring." he says as you slip it onto your finger.

"Stop, you're the best." You say, and you want to cry, because he was the best. He treated you better than anyone ever did. Even when you had mood swings, even when you were angry, and sad and didn't know why, he didn't care. He loved you, almost unconditionally. He loved you. It wasn't the gifts that made you see that, you always knew, but it was a beautiful morning and you never felt happier.

"Your crying." He states.

"I'm happy." You say, and he kisses your lips. "But, now it's time for your gifts." You nod over to the big box and he eyes it excitedly. He rushes over and tears off the wrapping paper.

"A guitar! My own!" He said excitedly.

"Now you don't have to borrow Niall's all the time." Harry could, of course afford his own guitar, but he'd been so busy buying gifts for everyone else that he hadn't had time, but luckily you had Niall to help you pick out the perfect one for Harry.

"I love it!" he says, but you too, had a small box waiting for him. You handed it to him, and he looked at you suspiciously, but he took the box. You got him his own ring too, because he loved them. The huge silver ring, had the date of your anniversary on it, along with your initials. He slid it on his own finger and beamed at it, and you.

"Thank you." He said happily and kissed you once again. Everything was turning out perfectly.

Soon you knew the two of you had to get ready to go to his mum's house. So as soon as you were showered and in the ugly Christmas sweaters Harry picked out, you got your new addition to the Style's household and put him in the car too. After double checking, Harry still forgot to grab the cookies and turn off the oven and finally you were on your way.

As you pulled up to his mum's house you still felt a little tinge of sadness for your family not being able to spend Christmas with you, but you were also excited to spend it with his family. When you guys got through the front door, your finally surprise was waiting for you, and your family stood beside Harry's family waiting to greet you.

Everything felt instantly better, and now everything was extremely perfect. You wouldn't have wanted to spend it any other way. The day was very hectic but was spent eating, sharing gifts, singing Christmas songs, playing games, and more eating. It was incredible, but tiring. The moment you stepped through the door you just wanted to get into bed, and Harry obliged to that. The two of you got into bed, with your new puppy laying in between you two.

"Merry Christmas, Y/N" harry says, one last time.

"Merry Christmas," you reply before you both fall asleep.

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If anyone wants to join a One Direction chat on KIK a few friends of mine have a chat open with FOUR spaces available! Message me with your kik name and we’ll add you. 

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I need some blurb ideas!

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I was bored and I'm a Niall girl, so here's a blurbl!

Morning Sex with Niall

Imagine waking up with Niall's head resting beneath your chin, as the morning sun is shining through the windows. It's one of those days where it's really sunny, but you know it's freezing outside. He's keeping you warm, with his arm wrapped around your waist, legs intertwined you can feel his hairy legs on your soft ones. You giggle quietly, because you can feel his breathing softly hitting your chest, just below your neck. You run your hands through his soft, messy blonde strands of hair and down his back, sprinkled with freckles and red with scratch marks that you left from the night before. He shivers slightly clinging tighter to your body, but he stays sleeping. You need to use the bathroom so bad, but you don't want to move him or wake him up. You want to stay nestled warm in bed, but you know you need to move. You slide away from him, and just seconds after he's searching for you blindly, until his eyes flicker open and you laugh quietly at his fake despair. You throw on one of his long t-shirts that was left on the floor from last night and he blinks a few more times, and smiles. "Where doya think yer going?" He mumbles his arms stretched out to you. "Just going to pee." you say honestly and he grins rolling over onto his back. "Don't be away for to long." He yawns, still looking at you. The way he looked at you alone made you incredibly confident. Niall always looked at you as if you were the most beautiful girl in the world, and he made you feel it too. He loved reminding you how beautiful you were with makeup on and without it. You walked over to him again just long enough to let your lips linger over his. He grins and you kiss him quickly but move away before he pulls you back into bed. When you come back into the room, you see him laying on his back, one hand tucked behind his head, the blanket only covering from low on his hips and down. You see his little stomach and happy trail and smirk, walking back over to the bed, climbing on from the bottom and up to Niall slowly. He smirks too, as you climb over top of him and kiss his lips again, this time leaving no time to waste. You move down to kiss his neck, and then down his chest, he's already breathing in deeply, you know in the morning he's insanely sensitive and you use it to your advantage. You grin up at him as you run your hands over his chest. He looks at you with excitement in his eyes. "Yer killin' me babe." He mumbles as you continue kissing, and nipping at his soft skin down to his waist. You smile up at him again, knowing how much it drives him crazy, as you run your hand over his growing bulge. "Don't even start to tease me." He whines but you can resist crawling back up to his lips. "Who said I was teasing?" You laugh, your lips practically touching. In one swift movement he pushes himself on top of you. He raises his brows and grins. "Not going to let that happen anymore." He says as he pins your hands above your head and kisses your neck, biting a little harder than you expected. You let out a yelp, and laugh quietly. "You're going to leave a mark Niall!" you whine, and for a second you pull your wrists free from his hands, but he quickly pins them back above your head. "Good, I'm going to let everyone know you're my girl." He raises his eyebrows quickly up and back down before kissing over the place where he just bit. He slides his hands up the t-shirt you put on just a few minutes prior and you realized how pointless it really was. He lets your wrists free so he can pull the shirt right off. Everything was becoming so rushed as he slides his fingers down your stomach and between your thighs, making you shiver. "Look who wants things rushed now." He says in a cocky way, as he begins rubbing your wet center. He stops for a few seconds and you whine. "Fuck you." You say and he laughs at your despair now. "As you wish." He laughs again and you start to roll your eyes at how childish he is, but him rubbing your clit has you rolling your eyes for a better reason. Just his hands alone was enough to make you beg for him, and all you wanted was him inside you, really inside you. "Please Niall, I need you." You breath in sharply and exhale as he actually slides a finger inside of you, and then two. "Fuck." You grip the pillows and try to control your breathing, but Niall isn't going to let that happen, and as you're reaching your orgasm he just stops. "Fuck, fuck!" You say, and he laughs for a second before running his hands over his hard shaft. "God I just love to see you sweating for me babe. Panting, clawing at the sheets." You're growing pissed for a moment until he says. "All fours. Now." You do as you're instructed, and crawl on all fours. You finally feel him behind you and he slides himself inside of you, and you moan already as he begins thrusting into you. He's grunting and moaning. He starts off slow and steady, and it's already making you crazy. He holds onto your hips so tightly making you weak in the knees. He pull you up so that your back is to his chest. He kisses your neck and nibbles as he begins thrusting faster, harder. You lean against him as he holds your hands to your sides. You can barely take it anymore, when he slides his hand back between your legs and as he's thrusting into you, he's also rubbing your clit again. You can't take it anymore, and you know he's close too, and when his thrusting becomes sloppy and rushed you're already beginning to shake as he orgasms just a few seconds before you do too. Shaking and panting you both fall onto the bed and you crawl back into his arms. "You're incredible." He mumbles lazily. "I'm not getting out of bed for days." He says. "You're not to bad yourself." You barely mutter out. He laughs and pull you into him. "Now what are you making for breakfast?" He asks, and you glare at him. "Kidding, I'll make you you're favorite." He grins kissing your forehead. "I love you." you say. "I love you." He replies and heads off to the kitchen.

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Anyone want a blurb,Preference, or imagine!? inbox me! Only doing (y/n) but give me ideas please!!!!!!!!!!!

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can you plz do a pref were your best friends but hes in love with you and one night he tells you and you make love. xoxoxooxoxox love your writing your the best blog ever

Do you have a specific guy, or did you mean for all five?? 

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First of all I want to say thank you for making me cry! hahaha. This song is so sweet, and I could see Niall dedicating this song to his girl. I have the lyrics and a link to the youtube video for the song. So I hope you enjoy it. I think it's a little short, but sweet none the less. 

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She makes me smile She thinks the way I think That girl makes me wanna be better Took her down Bleecker Street So she drank the way I drink I kiss the sky to send her blue a letter That girl Makes me wanna be a better man Yeah sure she sees fit Gonna treat her like a real man can She's fearless, she's free She is a real life wire And that girl She's got me feeling so much better Oh you trade all the money in the world Just to see this girl's smile All the while, she'll make you feel so much better Oh that girl, makes me wanna be a better Sure she sees, gonna treat her like a real man can Ah, ah, la la la Come on in my arms You make me feel alright You make me feel alright You know I might get eager I might lose my cool If you like, I'm in detention In the hall of the school And you live to love me Or you hate me But I can see you've got no tires For the in-between But the reflection in your eyes Gonna look so much better I said that girl makes me wanna be a better man Yeah yeah yeah Sure she see she fit, gonna treat her like a real man can Gonna treat her like a real man can Gonna treat her like a real man can Gonna treat her like a real man can

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And here I had her in my arms for the hundreth time. I couldn't believe I had her, that I got the girl of my dreams. I had one hand in her hand, and the other on her waist as we swayed along to the song pumping through the speakers in our shared apartment. I felt my smile appear on my lips without even trying. The song was everything that I wanted to tell her and more. I wanted nothing more in the world than to make this beautiful girl happy, when she smiled the entire world lit up. When she walked into my life I thought I had it all, but she show me that I was missing one thing. It was like the whole world was in different colors, more vibrant than ever before. I never forgot the time I first took her out to a bar with me. She drank like I did, and didn't get sloppy, and she didn't care to dance around and laugh and sing at the top of her lungs with me. She didn't once hesitate, even when the whole bar gave us dirty looks. Of course she was beautiful in every sense of the word. From her big ____ eyes all the way down to her legs. Sometimes she'd tell me how much she hated her thighs, or her stomach but I loved every inch of her. Her mind was just as beautiful, with a wild imagination, and she was smart beyond her years. Everything about her was perfect in my eyes, and I sometimes felt like she could do better than me. I always promised to treat her like gold, because that's what she deserves. She deserved the entire world, and to be able to give it to her, is all I wanted. I wanted to treat her like a real man. I would give away all my money just to have her, just to make her smile. She's got her head on my chest now, and her eyes closed, but I can't stop looking at her. Her smile still resides on her lips as we slow down, getting lost in each others arms. I kiss her forehead and she sighs happily, before she tilts her head up. I kiss her lips, because I know that's what she wants, and she only pulls away to put her head back on my chest. Every single day, I was in awe to have a girl like her. She always told me how much I was her sunshine, but she was that to me. She was my sun, my moon, my stars. My everything.

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Preference Request: Harry is your best friend and he's in love with you.

First off, thank you for requesting and your kind words! :) Here's your request, I hope you like it. Feel free to request any time! 

You glared at the blonde talking to Harry. You wanted to walk right over and yank him away, but you refrained from doing so, taking another shot at the bar. Harry was your best friend, but you've had feelings for him that you couldn't explain. You didn't want to have these feelings because you knew Harry only fancied girls like her. Tall, thin, blonde, she was probably a model. You asked the bartender for another shot, you were just making yourself angry. The night continued and the blonde talked to Harry practically all night. You hated feeling jealously like this, especially about your best friend. You sighed in relief when Harry came over to you, telling you it was time to get going. You were a bit drunk as you got in the car to drive you and Harry back home. The two of you lived together for a while. It was a nice little apartment with two bedrooms. You couldn't wait to get in bed, and hopefully your feelings of anger and jealously would go away. Harry could tell something was up. You didn't want to talk to him at the moment, especially because he barely paid any attention to you all night. "Is everything okay?" He asks, with a sigh. "Just fine." You lie, and he knew it was. He was your best friend and he asked again. "Y/N, could you tell me what's wrong?" He says, becoming frustrated. "I'm just tired." You lie. "Stop asking me so many questions." You say, and he sighs giving up, at least for now. When you got into your apartment you stormed away, into your room, slamming the door by accident. "What is wrong Y/N?" Harry's voice was already behind you in your room as you began taking off the jewelry you wore and took out the pins holding your hair in place. "Nothing is wrong, harry." You sigh, and you felt a little stupid. "Why didn't you just go home with that girl?" You ask unintentionally. "She was just talking to me, I wasn't even into her, and... Are you jealous?" He asks, surprised. "No." You lie, feeling your face heat up. "Y/N." He laughs slightly. "I wasn't into her at all." "Sure seemed like it." You spit back, again the words just flowed from your lips and you pursed your lips a little embarrassed. "Y/N... I." He starts. "I'm in love with someone else." He says quietly, and your heart sinks into your stomach. "Have been for a while." Your mind raced with names of girls he's known, girls he's been seen with, girls he talked to. You felt down after that, but Harry let out another sigh. "I'm in love with you." He says and your eyes flashed back to his quickly. "Wha--What?" You ask, because you were in a state of shock. In a moment, his lips were on yours. You didn't even hesitate to kiss back. His lips tasted of mint and vodka, and it was so good. He pulled away after a moment. "I'm sorry." He says looking down. "No, Harry... I love you too." You say, and you did. More than just friends, more than best friends, it was much deeper than that. It was something that you've always felt in your heart, but were to afraid to act on. His lips curled into a smile, and he placed his lips to your forehead. "You're the only girl for me." He says, before kissing your lips again.

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hey sorry if this is annoying! do you have a masterlist for all of your prefs? love your blog!

You’re not annoying! I do not have a masterlist! I do have a tag on my blog of all the preferences I have so far, with different categories and other things! 

I'm honestly not quite sure how to make a masterlist.I'll have to find out.

Thank you

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Preference: Beach Day with Niall.

I hope you enjoy this!! :)

The sun was shining out today, and Niall drove with all the windows down with your feet up on the dash on the way to the beach. Your hair blew around wildly as you both sung at the top of your lungs to songs on the radio. Niall was wearing a white t-shirt with his swim trunks and you had your bathing suit on already, hidden under a cover-up. You couldn't wait to lay out in the sun all day just to relax, especially with Niall. When you pulled up to the beach, you guys got out unloading all of your beach essentials. You grabbed your over packed beach back and a beach umbrella while Niall grabbed the cooler packed with drinks and snacks for your day at the beach. The two of you made your way down to the sand that sunk beneath your feet as you walked. It was hot and you quickly rushed over to the perfect empty spot to lay your things out. Niall looked out at the waves already crashing onto the shore and you could tell at any moment he'd be rushing into the cool water. He looked back at you, as if he needed approval, and you shook your head with slight laughter. "You know if I don't spray this sunscreen on you, you'll burn to a crisp." you sigh, and he walks back over to you. Just like an eager little child he impatiently waits as you spray him down with sunscreen, making sure it got evenly spread over his pale skin. "C'mon then babe, I wanna get in dere!" He said bouncing up and down. "I don't know if I want to go in there." You admit shyly. The ocean scared you a little. There was so much beneath the water that could touch you, bite you, or eat you. "Come on love, I'll hold your hand." He said batting his eyelashes over-exaggerating it. You take his hand, knowing that Niall wouldn't let you get hurt.. or eaten. You still were nervous walking up to the waters edge as a wave crashed and soaked your legs. He pulled you along with him as the water got higher and the waves pushed you right down onto your bum. You screamed until you felt Niall pull you up. He was laughing so hard, his loud and booming laugh that you usually loved. You pushed away agitated, and you realized you were up to your chest in ocean waves. "It's not funny!" You groan and feel something slimy touch your leg, sending you screaming into Niall's arms. He laughs harder now, but doesn't let you go away from his grip. "Niall! I want out! I hate the ocean!" You squirm but he doesn't let you move. "C'mon babe it was probably just a fish!" He is finishing laughing when you relax in his arms. The water did feel good on your skin, under the sun. You felt him lift you up bridal-style and let you float above his arms. "See that, it's nice isn't it?" He says and you roll your eyes. Once you got more comfortable, you swam around with him. Jumping over waves, and splashing around. It was better than you thought it would be, and after a while, Niall was hungry. He pulled you along with him back to shore and to your cooler, opening it and taking out sandwiches you worked so hard on making, prior to leaving in the morning. He practically swallowed his first sandwich grabbing another and taking a bite. You figured now you could have some time to lay out in the sun with him. He laid beside you the two of you sharing an earphone bud, to listen to his iPhone. You loved spending time with Niall. He would kiss your lips and lean on your shoulder. He even brought your favorite magazine to read as he ran back for the water. You joined him again, and took a walk down the beach holding hands. You talked and laughed and even joined a game of volley ball. You were growing exhausted and even though you applied sunscreen to Niall his pale skin now had a hint of pink to it. You knew that even though later, you'd be rubbing aloe all over his burnt skin, you'd still smile because Niall always made you smile. After grabbing all your things and packing the car back up, you were ready to head home. You had a great day at the beach with Niall, and you couldn't wait to do it again.

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Preference: Your first time with him 2/5

Hey everyone thank you for reading my preferences! It means a lot! <3 Thank you for all my new follows as well! Feel free to request any preferences! :)

Yesterday I posted the first part of this preference, with Niall, Harry, and Liam. You can find that Here !!

Here is Louis and Zayn!

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Louis: Drunk or not, you wanted Louis, and you wanted him right then and there. All night, the way his hips grinded into you while dancing, drove you mad, and when he kissed your lips on the dance floor, you knew he was taking you back to his hotel room. The two of you known each other for about a year, and after your shitty breakup with an ex-boyfriend he was the one there for you. And so, here you were, somewhere in Los Angeles, in Louis hotel room. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asks and you simply nod, running your hands through his messy hair. You roll him over so you're on top, and you're already pulling off your shirt, and pinning him down beneath you. "You're so sexy." he says in his prominent English accent. That makes you feel confident as you kiss his lips more. You take his bottom lip between your teeth, he moans in response, sitting up, to pull off his own shirt over his head throwing it to the side. He flipped you back to your back, and kissed down your bare chest, only stopping to take a nipple in his mouth, making your body tingle. "Mhm, keep moaning babe, that's hot." He says and it's not like you choice. "Fuck Lou." You sigh, and his hand finds its way to your skirt. He pulled your underwear to the side and slid his fingers up and down your soaking core. You tugged at his hair as he continued to kiss down your chest. He wasted no time slipping his fingers into you and making you moan louder, than before. His lips smiled in a cocky way as you arched your back and threw your head back into the pillow. Your heart was racing and your breathing was uneven as he pumped his fingers and continued to kiss and nip at your neck. "Give me a moment." He laughs slightly when he pulls his fingers from you, aching for more of him. You watch as he reaches into his suitcase still barely unpacked for a condom. Quickly, he rolls it on and is back at you. You feel him hook his fingers into your panties pulling them down, and he pumps his shaft before lining himself up with you. You buck your hips at him, impatiently waiting for him to slid in and begin thrusting. He wastes no time, slamming into you, his blue eyes focused on you. He grabs you by the back of your neck, to put your forehead to yours. You shut your eyes because him sliding in and out of you, is driving you mad. You try to tilt your head back, but he holds your head steady. "Open your eyes." He moans. "Look at me." He says and you listen to him, staring right back into those blue eyes. His pace has been the same, fast, and deep. He knew exactly what he was doing. You've never felt this good before. All the other guys you've been with were terrible, they didn't know how to make you feel as good as Louis was. He kissed your lips not missing a beat. He was amazing to you. "I want you on top." He says. "I'm close, but I want to see you fall apart." He says, and you nod as he rolls under you. You begin rolling your hips onto him, and he has his hands tightly holding onto your hips. This position feels incredible and your hands are on his chest as you speed up, grinding faster and you feel yourself completely losing it. "C'mon babe." He says throwing his own head back and letting out a loud moan, that sent shivers down your spine, as well as your own loud moan. You felt your whole body turn to jelly as you melted on top of him, with curses mumbled under both of your breaths. You both tried to steady your breathing. He kissed your lips as you laid next to him, and peppered kisses down your jaw line. "You're incredible." He says putting his hands behind his head as you lay your head on his chest. "That was good." You laugh quietly. "I don't know why I waited so long." "Well, we'll have to make up for waiting so long, won't we?" He says and you nod laughing. "Tonight." He says and you laugh even more, you already felt tired, but you could definitely go for round two. "Alright." You shrug, and he looks at you in surprise. "My naughty girl." He says, kissing your lips again, before pinning you beneath him.

Zayn: The two of you were just laying in bed, making out when things got heated. You felt the kiss turn from innocent to passionate, really quickly. Usually by now you'd be stopping him, it was always to soon, but right now you felt like it was right. His kiss was still soft but there was more to it. You traced his bare arm covered in tattoos with your fingertips and you felt his hand gripping at your bum. Your hand slipped down his already bare chest and traced his abdomen just where his boxers started. He looked down at your hand as if to see if it was really happening. You palmed him straight through his jeans and he shuttered a bit. "You sure?" He asks, seemingly unsure himself. You nod looking into his brown eyes, and he moves on top of you. Lightly kissing your neck and nipping at your earlobe. He was always so gentle, and even now he was making sure you felt it. He helped you slip your shirt over your head, and un-did your bra letting that fall off to the side. His beard tickled your chest as he kissed down between your breasts, and you giggled at that. He stopped at your shorts and panty line slowly bringing them both down in one quick movement. He kissed your thighs and nipped at them slowly. Moans escaped from your lips as he made his way back to your lips. He slid down his own boxers and you took his length into your hand pumping slowly, he bit his lip and sighed, "If you keep doin that babe... I'm going to lose it right here." He grins cheekily at you, but you don't stop until he lines up with your center. As he thrusts into you slowly, he continues kissing your neck. Everything about Zayn was sweet including his lips, when he finally kissed you again. This time more deeply than before. Your moans slipped into his mouth along with your tongue as he continued to grind into you. He picked up the pace still holding you in place, only moving your leg to be put up, over his shoulder. You whimpered at the feel of this new position and gripped onto the sheets on the bed. You were practically shaking. The way Zayn kept moving in and out of you, and the way he moaned quietly, not being able to take it, was making you lose it. You couldn't hold on any more, as much as you wanted to. You just let it all go, moaning Zayn's name, and he slowly rode out the end of the climax. He laid on the bed next to you, wrapping you in his arms. "You're great." He said softly, kissing your temple and down your neck. "You're great too." You smile, it was perfect. The first time with him was better than with any guy you've ever slept with, and you couldn't wait to experience more with him.

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Preference: Your first time with him. 3/5

WARNING: SMUT. 

okay so I've always wanted to take a stab at smut, so this is my first time trying. I know it's not all that great, but I tried so... yeah! haha I'm down to take any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, but nothing but constructive. Any rude remarks with be binned, immediately.

I'm going to finish writing Louis' and Zayn's tomorrow. It's 2:30 a.m. and I should probably get some sleep before I go crazy.. 

p.s. there are a few requests in my inbox, they are not being ignored, I just have to get around to writing them. If they're un-anon I'll message you when yours is finished! Continue requesting! 

Since I'm trying out writing smut, smut requests will also be taken atm.... 

Anyway here you go... Harry, Liam, and Niall.  

Harry: 

It was yet another night with Harry, you have been dating him officially for about two weeks, but you've known him for a few months. Here you were, lips to lips, with him, squished into his bunk while his other band mates were out at a club. He had you pinned down beneath him, and you didn't know how things got heated so quickly, but you didn't mind. You figured that you were ready for this to happen. Harry didn't even skip a beat bringing his lips down to your neck, and then your chest, and unlike the other nights you didn't protest. His big hands began roaming up and under your shirt and he continued kissing, and nipping at your throat. It was almost like you've never seen this side of him, he was usually so gentle and careful but right now he was being harsh, and you liked it. You tried to stifle the moans, that Harry was causing just by such little action and you heard a giggle slip from harry's mouth onto your skin. "No need to be quiet, kitten. There's no one around to hear. Beside that, you're only going to get louder." He said, in a deep and eager voice. You've never seen this side of him, and just that was enough to leave you aroused beyond belief. "Fuck." You said. "You're going to leave a mark." You say and he moves his lips back to your mouth. "Your fans would love that." You sigh. "I don't care right now." He raised his eyebrows, and followed by raising your shirt over your head. You began unbuttoning his shirt too, leaving his chest covered in the tattoos that you hated and loved at the same time, and as you began tracing them, he pinned your hands above your head. He was stayed close, having to be careful not to hit his head. The bunk was big, but not big enough for him to fully sit up. "Uh, uh." He shook his head before kissing you again, biting your bottom lip. "Keep um, up there." He commands and you do as he says. He's already sliding down your shorts, and unbuckling his tight jeans. "You'll never get out of those." You joke, "We'll be here all night." you sigh. "We'll see about that." He says in a husky breath. He proved you wrong, his pants sliding off leaving nothing but his tight black Calvin Klein boxers and his tattoos. He tossed them aside. You bit your lip, as his huge hands slid up your legs and and rubbed over your panties making you melt. "Fuck, Harry." You sigh. "Enough already." You are done with him teasing you, and you move your hand down to palm him through his boxers. He let's out a quiet moan, but doesn't let you continue. "What did I say about those hands?" He said, and he pushed them back over your head, grinding into you just enough to feel some type of friction. "Keep them up." he says even more commanding then before, and you wanted to know exactly what he'd do to you if you didn't. Before you could make a move again, he was rubbing between your thighs again and then over your underwear. You found yourself whimpering. God, was he good with those massive hands. He pulled down your panties finally, and followed with his own boxers. He continued to rubbing your clit, and finally, after slipping on a condom, he was slowly pushing himself into you. He started with slow thrusts and his brow was furrowed in concentration. First his hands held yours down still above your head as he continued sliding in and out of you, and you heard his moan once again. He continued thrusting until he got harder and faster and his hands moved down to your throat. When he did this, you couldn't help but scratch down his back. "Fuck, Y/N" He breathed, and it was the hottest thing you've ever heard. The accent, the way he was breathing heavily, it made your head spin. Your heart was racing too, and you were throwing your head back as he slowed again, trying to hit your most sensitive spot. You were glad no one was around, because you were in fact moaning a bit louder than you would have liked. He was tightening his hand around your throat, just enough, to make you feel it, and you loved it. He continued thrusting harder, and faster as he leaned back in to kiss your lips. "Fuck." You found yourself whimpering under him, and surprisingly you were close. "Almost there." He grinned a cheeky grin, and as much as you didn't want him to be right, he was. He was still moaning into your neck as he already began unraveling, but he wasn't done with you yet, reaching his hand between your bodies, to rub your clit, just to get you were he was at. Then you unraveled too, and for the first time in a while you felt like you were in heaven. With one last "Fuck!" you reached your climax, and he slowly collapsed on top of you. You're thought process had stopped working for a moment. Damn, was he good, you sighed trying to catch your breath and he was too. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, kissing your neck softly. "I didn't know if you were into it... but you didn't tell me to stop, so I--" "Harry..." you cut him off. "You... were great." You had a lot of great things to say about it, but you couldn't find the best one to use. "fucking great." You say again, as he shifts his body to lay next to yours. He kissed your shoulders lightly. "Where did that come from?" You asked, his hand draped around your waist. He shrugged proudly. "Fuck, I liked that Harry." You laughed quietly as he nuzzled into your neck. "And you don't like this one?" He asks, sounding offended. "Eh." You shrug, but you're only joking. He kisses your lips one more time, before spooning behind you. You tried listing another time, that a guy made you feel the way Harry did just then, but with another kiss from Harry, you couldn't even think straight.

Liam: 

You and Liam spent the night out at a club, his favorite club. Drinking a few drinks, and laughing with friends. You had a great time, but the way Liam was grinding up against you on the dance floor you knew he was craving every inch of you. From the moment you got in the door to his apartment, he was pushing you up against the door, and laying kisses from your lips all the way down to your chest. Your heart began racing quickly, the way he had you pinned against the door, leaving your knees turning to jelly. He kissed from your chest back up to your lips, and your hands ran through his hair. As much as you wanted to go all the way with him, some part of it made you nervous. It was Liam Payne, and it made you nervous. You've heard all the stories about how big he was, and that made you even more nervous. At the same time you were ready. You'd been dating Liam for a while now, and you were never this comfortable with anyone else. "We don't have to keep going, love." He says kissing your lips again. "I'm just being selfish tonight. You look so fucking good." He says, and it makes your breath get hitched in your throat. Liam didn't curse very often, and when he did, it made your head spin. "I want to." You say, and you really, really did. You began taking your own shirt off, and he smiled shaking his head. "You're really eager, aren't you babe?" He said raising his eyebrows. "Shut up." You muse, pulling his head back in to kiss you. He surprised you, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. You continued kissing his neck, as he moved you both to the bedroom. The moment he sat you on the edge of the bed, with one quick move, he pulled off his white t-shirt, letting his built body show and you already wanted his lips to meet yours again. He lifted you to position you up to the pillows and continued kissing your lips, running his hands down your sides and lightly pressing with his fingertips into your skin. you couldn't keep your hands from tracing over his big biceps, that always lifted you with ease. He was perfect, and he continued kissing your mouth. "You're so fucking beautiful." He sighs, wasting no time unbuckling his jeans, just him saying fucking, made your arms have goose bumps. He unbuttoned your jeans too, pulling them off and tossing them in the same direction he through his own. You felt your nerves kick back up as he slid off your own underwear. He ran his hand over your heat as you let out soft moans, and with his other hand he pushed hair out off of your neck to trail kisses there, once again. This felt good, and it relaxed you but also left you wanting more. "You're fucking amazing, Y/N" He says, as you arch your back slightly, everything was starting to build up. "Hold on babe." He says reaching over to the night stand. You've been here a bunch of times before, but not like this, not so vulnerable. Your breath was steading from lack of Liam's hands, but soon he was back. As he slid off his black boxers, your eyes widened at his length. The rumors were true, and for a minute you were terrified to let him near you. "I'm going to be careful." He says, just let me know if you need me or want me to stop. You nod, letting your fears drift away. You knew Liam would take care of you. You felt him slowly push into you, and you let out a quiet moan as he did. He tilted his head back and let out a moan of his own. "God you're so perfect." He said and at first it was uncomfortable. He started off slowly, letting you adjust just in time for you to start feeling the pleasure that he was. He thrusted in and out of you with ease after a few minutes. He continued biting his lip as he thrusted a little deeper, and you let out a moan as he began picking up the pace. You were grasping for anything around you, the blankets and the sheets making you squirm beneath him. "You okay?" He breathed, getting lost in his own pleasure. He kept his thrusting in a rhythmic pattern, and you knew tomorrow you'd have bruises on your thighs, but you didn't care. It felt amazing. "Fuck........ Yes." You found the words lost between trying to catch your breath. He kissed your lips as he began slowing down again, and you weren't having that. "Wait." You said, "Let me on top." You say. As dominant as Liam sometimes liked to be, whether it was while you were out and another guy so much as glanced at you, to wanted to be in control of all the details, he let you have your way. He loved giving you what you wanted, and especially if it meant making you feel as good as he was feeling. So he in one quick move, he let you on top. You grinded your hips onto him, letting yourself feel even better than before, and watching Liam shutter beneath you, was turning you on even more. He held onto your hips as you rolled them on him. He was moaning louder with each thrust. He almost couldn't take it anymore, and he thrusted himself up with you, not leaving any time for you to adjust to his new rhythm. God, he was good. And you let him know it too, throwing your own head back and saying his name. He didn't slow down, moaning harshly, and biting his bottom lip again. In a moment he flipped you back onto the bed, thrusting into you harder, and you couldn't stop yourself from moaning any more. And then you felt nothing like you had before, as your head went blank and all you could think about was Liam. You unraveled beneath him, with no more energy to move any more, and you realized that he rode out the last couple of seconds slowly before kissing your lips. you struggled to catch your breath as he hovered over you, his forearms keeping himself just above you. You threw your head back again, just thinking about what he'd just done to you. "You're incredible." He finally says, after a minute of silence mixed with panting from the both of you. He kissed your lips again. "You're not to bad yourself." You joke, as he moves to the side of the bed. "I think I need a cigarette." He laughs quietly, and you nod. "I need a cigarette, and a hot shower." you say stretching your arms above your head. "But I don't want to move." You felt the exhaustion already. Liam laughed again, bringing a cigarette to your lips and lighting yours before lighting his own. He laid on his stomach just gazing at you. You blew smoke at the ceiling as you thought about how great everything went, and how great Liam made you feel.

Niall: He was always so careful when he touched you. Even just to hold your hand or dance around his apartment with you. He was always careful. To him, hurting you was not an option. With Niall you always felt safe and comfortable, even before the two of you got into a serious relationship. Tonight you both were a little tipsy, the two of you had a few drinks at his place, when that turned into the two of you kissing, and that turned into you wanting more. You hadn't gotten to far with Niall yet, just kissing and letting his hands wander a little bit, but now you were ready. You climbed on top of him, tasting more of his vodka flavored mouth, and his hands wandered to your ass, lightly grabbing it. Niall was an ass guy, and he loved yours. He told you a hundred times a day. The dress you were wearing was being lifted up as he ran his nice soft hands and calloused fingertips over your thighs. He was driving you crazy, and you gripped onto his hair a little tighter than usual. A moan slipped from his mouth, and that made you feel even better. You couldn't help it anymore. You needed more, and on this couch he wouldn't give it to you. You stood up and grabbed his hand to lead him toward his own bedroom. He pushed you up against the wall before you could even get there, sliding his hands up your dress enough to get a real grip. He moved your hair away from your neck and sunk his teeth into your shoulder leaving you to gasp. His hand slid its way under your panties, and he began rubbing circles on your clit. "Fuck, Niall." You breathed, and he let his hands tangle in your hair, pulling your head back, continuing with his other hand still down your panties. "I can't wait t get you on dat bed." He said into your ear roughly, his Irish accent more thick than you've ever heard it. "Yer, goin t be screaming my name, princess." He said, and you moaned. He let go of your hair and took his fingers away from your clit, and you were disappointed before he pushed you against the wall to kiss your lips. His lips never left yours until you felt his bed hit the back of your knees. "Dat dress makes you look so good, Y/N" He says pulling off his shirt. "Let's keep it on." he grins. "Every time you wear it, you can remember how good this was." He said so sure of himself. Damn was he being pushy. Everything about Niall was so sweet and caring, but right now he was being incredibly dominant... and you loved it. He unzipped his jeans and took them off, followed by his boxers. He left no time, coming back to you, and kissing your lips again, harder than before. You took his length into your hand and began stroking him and he let a moan slip into your mouth. "As much as I'd love dat princess, I want t make you feel good." He says, "Tat would make me feel good." He says and you begin crawling backwards onto the bed, with him above you. His perfect teeth nipped at the sensitive skin just below your ear, and then down your neck, and his hands were pulling your panties down. You lifted your bum just enough to let him slide them right off. He was stroking himself now, biting his own lip and getting himself ready. The sight of him was making you wet, and if he hadn't taken off your panties, they'd be ruined by now. After he got a condom and slid it on, he lined himself up and pushed into you slowly. He moaned again, as he slid into you. "So fuckin' tight." He said beginning to move his hips into you. You began running your fingers through his hair again, but he pinned them above your head. He moved a little faster and you bucked your hips up to meet his thrust, letting yourself shutter beneath him. "Fuck, let's try this a different way." He said. "Turn over." he instructed and you did as he said, turning over onto all fours, he positioned himself again at your core, and began thrusting into you from behind. This was different, and it felt even better than before. He was pounding faster and faster, and he grabbed your hair again, pulling you to lean back onto him, not missing a beat. As he continued thrusting into you, you moaned out his name. He felt so good inside of you, and with one hand he moved it down to your clit, the other he held onto your throat. "fuck." He moans. "You're going to be my little whore, do ya hear me?" He says, and it's turning you on so much, that your breath gets hitched in your throat. He tightens his grip around your throat. "Do. You. Hear. Me?" He asks with a stern, deep voice. "Yes." You can barely whine out. Your feeling everything at once, and it's making you lose your train of thoughts. All you could think about is how good this was. You began to feel some pressure in your stomach, and you were becoming light headed. "Good." He said letting his grip ease a little. "I want you all to me'self." he says. He let's another moan escape from his mouth, and by the way he was starting to slow, you could tell he was about to come. "I want you to come first." He says. "Tell me what I can do." He breaths. "Keep, fucking, going." You breath and he picks his pace back up, until you're shaking. You find yourself laying on the bed, seeing stars. You couldn't help but smile, as Niall laid beside you. You had never seen that side of Niall. Not even a glimpse, but it was hot. You felt him wrap his arm around you, and kiss your forehead. He got up, and quickly grabbing a shirt of his and handed it to you, sitting beside you as you slipped off the lace dress Niall wanted you to keep on. You took his shirt and put it on, receiving another forehead kiss. "What are you in the mood for?" He asks quietly, as he slides on a pair of black sweatpants. "I know you love French toast." He says. "Yeah, that sounds good." You smile biting your lip. "Ah, shit." He said, his face flashing with concern. "Did I hurt ya, princess?" He asks, lightly tilting your head to the side. His hand print bright red around your throat, he touched it, and it didn't hurt. You shook your head. He was back to sweet, caring, gentle Niall once again. "No, you were perfect." You said assuring him you were just fine. He smiled and kissed above your nose. "So were you." He grins. "But seriously, that was... the hottest sex, I've ever had." You laugh quietly. "More to come." He raises his eyebrows quickly before bringing your lips to his softly. "But first... French toast." He grinned pulling you by your hand toward his kitchen.

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