Preoccupied

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-WARNING-

Contains a very graphic sex scene, be advised (if you go to school with me and you read this you are dead to me)

*One moth later*

"Niall..." I whined.

He chuckled darkly, continuing to tease me.

"Niall I'm serious."

He verryyyy slowwwllyyyy removed my shorts.

I let out a frustrated groan.

"Babe, calm down."

I tried to relax, but it was extremely difficult with Niall kissing down my stomach painstakingly slow.

"Stop arching your back."

"Niall I can't god damn it."

He chuckled again.

"Niall!"

"Mia, you're too tense. Loosen up, babe." He soothed. "You seriously need to calm down and just let me do this."

I tried, but I couldn't. I wasn't used to this being slow.

Niall sighed. "Do you want to do this or not?"

"Yes! I thought that was quite obvious!"

"Then chill!"

I laid completely back, trying my hardest. Relax Mia, relax.

HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO RELAX WHILE HE TEASES ME LIKE THIS?!

He finally had me down to my underclothes, and him in only his boxers. "Mia, if you let go and relax I swear it will be worth it."

"Niall I don't doubt that. I just CAN'T relax."

He carefully pushed my underwear over with his finger, hesitating momentarily.

"What?"

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Niall its ok. I want you to do this."

He nodded slowly, sliding a finger in.

My back arched immediately as I got used to him.

"Relax." He whispered, pushing his finger deeper.

I finally just let it all go, feeling the pleasure.

He tried two fingers, making me grip the sheets.

His fingers were sliding in and out slowly, and it was like, when you're eating your favorite food and you decide to eat it really slow so you can enjoy it, and it tastes ten times better, but it drives you crazy at the same time.

"You're tensing up again." He pointed out as the third finger entered.

"How can you tell?"

"Because you get REALLY tight when you're tense."

I loosed myself up again, enjoying myself.

He kept a slow steady pace the whole time, and I'd never felt that good before.

He reached around me, unclasping my bra and tossing it to the ground.

"No."

He frowned. "Why not?"

"Because, I... I just.... Fine. Go ahead."

He shook his head. "Not if you don't want me to."

"I do... I've just never met anyone who does it right."

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