One Direction Imagines

Niall- Daddy?

You walk into your home and look around for Niall, not able to find him anywhere. “Ni?” You call out, checking the bedroom, sports room, kitchen, bathroom… The only place you hadn’t checked was his office because he was barely in there and you two reserved that for role playing… Unless.

As you grow wet from the thoughts of what might be waiting for you you walk into the office. 

“Daddy?” Your soft voice rings out around the office.

 You see Niall, sitting at the large oak desk. 

He lights up when he sees you, “Hey baby." 

You go and sit on his lap, "Hi.” You grin, resting your head on his shoulder. 

He pushes the papers to the side and you shift to straddle him. 

“Daddy, play with me.” You whisper huskily in his ear, grinding your hips down onto him.

His large hands gripped your hips tightly and pulls you to rest harder over his hard on. “Well, daddy has work right now and will help his princess get off in a bit.” One hand slid down to rub over you through your jeans. He pushes his hands into jeans and rubs you over your panties. 

“Fu-fuck, daddy.” You whine and arch slightly against him. 

Now, I don’t want you to cum until I get a proper hand on you. Understand?” He growls in an authoritative tone. 

“But-I am so wet now…” You pout, trailing your finger along his bicep.

“I put money on the table for you to go buy new lingerie for daddy so he can take care of some things…”

You frown, “Niall, you know I don’t like it when you give me money like that-”

“Princess, it’s a gift for me, but I would rather be surprised. Can we not have this conversation right now?” He sighed, sucking his fingers clean.

You pout, “Fine. I won’t argue. I’ll see you soon, yeah?”

He nods, kissing your lips lightly. 

You get on your knees before him, “I just want daddy’s cock.” You whine, your head resting on his thigh, your hand stroking the bulge in his jeans.

“You’ll get it soon enough baby. Now go. I really have to finish this.” He leans down and kisses your forehead. 

You stand up and stretch and start to walk away, he taps your ass and you squeal skipping a bit. As you enter the kitchen, you see the money waiting on the kitchen table and know the exact store in Dublin that you want to go to. 

It had the best lingerie and you had gotten for Niall before what he requested from you.

*

You get home and the first thing you do is change into the lingerie that you so carefully picked out and put on the matching cuffs. [x]

You carefully put on your favourite stopper heels and pranced to the office. You pouted when Niall wasn’t in there. 

“Daddy?” You call out in a sing song voice, searching for him throughout the expansive house. You ventured into the backyard-and there he was. 

Shades on, guitar on his lap. He knew what he was doing. He strummed for a moment, and glanced up at you with a grin. 

“Well, well, doesn’t my kitten look ravishing?” His grin turned into a smirk. 

“Anything for you, daddy.” You smile and lean forward, kissing him. “I’ve been a good girl and didn’t get off because you asked me not to. But I really need your cock now.” You end in a whine.

“Then take what you want now…” He set his guitar aside carefully. 

You removed his glasses, “I want to see your eyes while I suck you off and cum all over me like the dirty slut I am.” You say in a sweet voice. 

He smirks and nods. 

Your fingers can’t get his buckle undone quickly enough, as soon as you do you yank down his trousers and pants in one swift motion. You bite your lip at the sight of his hardening dick. “Oh daddy.” You look up at him with big, rounded eyes.

“Go ahead princess, it’s all yours.” He runs his fingers through your hair for a brief moment. 

Leaning forward, you kiss the tip of his dick, running the tip of your tongue over it lightly. Niall stiffened and his dick grew harder. You take him in your hand, using the other to massage his balls to get him harder. He moans softly at you grin, sucking softly at just the tip, removing the precum with your tongue in one quick lick. 

“Suck my cock like you mean it.” Niall growls, tightening his hand in your hair, pulling it to make you look at him. You moaned at the slight pleasure you got from the pain. 

With a nod, you moaned out a quick ‘yes daddy’ and he let you get back to playing.

Since you could tell Niall wasn’t in the mood to be teased, you tugged at his dick, mouth on his tip for a while. You gripped his thighs and begin to take as much as you could into your mouth-end result gagging. His his jerk forward and shoved his cock even further down your throat. You let him fuck your mouth for a bit. You loved hearing his moans and you knew he loved you gagging on his dick. 

He stopped after a moment,

breathing heavily, “I would like to cum all over your face and tits like the whore you are.”

Him talking to you like that turned you on more than you could fucking imagine, you were dripping with desire for him. 

“I can’t wait to fuck your tight pussy tonight.” He murmured, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb. You smile up at him as well as you can with his dick in your mouth. “Finish me princess." 

You hollow your cheeks around him, your tongue circling his tip in slow torturous movements and you grip the base of cock. You move your wrist with every head bob-you knew that would bring him over. It always did. 

You made sure to watch him, using your other hand to massage his balls gently before raking your nails lightly down his thigh. 

He moaned loudly and you saw his ab muscles tense and you knew just  a matter of seconds and-

Niall pushed you off of him and you kept pumping your hand, "Daddy, cum all over me. Shower me like the dirty girl I am.” You beg, your mouth open. 

And Niall did come. 

His load was huge and was all over your face and tits and even in your mouth. You pushed your tits to your mouth to try and lick it off. 

Niall cupped your face and made you look up at him, “Good girl. Daddy is proud.” He teased and wiped off your lips before bending slightly and kissing you gently on your lips.