Not Again~ Larry Ziam Shiall au

Electric Love

Tell me to stop writing stories. I have too much on my mind rn. Oop. Sucks to me I guess.

When you're halfway through your book but then your realize that you don't have a plot... This book is coming close to an end 😭.
(Because I made a plot today...) Idfk what to call this chapter...

Smut too.

Shawn's POV

I try to pull the sheet over my head but my hand slips, ending with my fist hitting my cheek hard. I groan sitting up, holding my face. I stand up quickly running over to the bathroom. A red mark already blotting my cheek. The door opens, I look at the mirror to see who it is. Niall is holding a Target bag. He drops it, walking into the bathroom, grabbing my face. His eyebrows pull together, his face looks concerned.

His finger gently runs over the bruise, making me wince. He sighs, "I'm going to get some ice," he mutters before walking away. I watch him disappear into the room, then out of the door. I just sit there looking at the door. I think of his smile, his eyes, his laugh, his hair. I think of kissing him, sitting in his lap while he whispers sweet nothings into my ear.

So many thing run through my head as I wait for him to come back. He door opens again, Niall is holding a bag of ice. He walks in between my legs, grabbing a towel from beside me. He puts the ice in the towel before bringing it to my face. I close my eyes as the cold numbs the pain. "What did you do this time?" Niall asks, I open my eyes.

Heat creeps up my neck as I look down. "Well you know I was kinda pulling the blanket over my head and I kinda hitmyself," I say the last part quietly and quickly.

"Hm? I didn't catch that?" Niall flirts , I know he knows what I said, he just wants to get to me.

"I hit myself," I say louder then before. Niall laughs loudly, "oh my goodness I love you," his mouth snaps shuts, blood rushing to his cheeks, "I mean-"

I cut him off by pushing his hand away, smashing my lips against his. He leans into the kiss, sighing contently. I pull away for a second to look at him, "I love you too," I whisper before gently placing my lips on his. His hands move to my thighs, pulling me closer to him. I groan into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck.

I trail a hand down his front, dipping my fingers under his waist band. "I want you Niall," I say into the kiss.

Niall pulls away quickly, his eyes wide, "are you sure?" He asks. I nod my head, pulling him impossibly closer. Our noses brush together as purse my lips, making our lips brush ever so lightly. He grips my thighs pulling me off the counter, I link my ankles behind him.

He carries me over to the bed, giggling and kissing. He falls backwards, grunting when I fall on top of him, my hands move to his face. Fingertips running over the stubble growing on his face. I nibble at his ear before moving to his jaw. My tongue darts out every now and then as I kiss down his neck. His breathing is shallow when I move to pull off my shirt. His eyes traveling down my torso hungrily.

"You too!" I whine, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. He quickly sits up, giving me a quick kiss before shucking off his shirt. My hand move to any body part I can touch, feeling him everywhere. I connect our mouths in a messy kiss, our teeth clashing but both of us ignoring it.

I back us up until we are both standing, our mouths not leaving each other. I break the kiss, fast walking over to my suitcase, pulling out a condom and lube. I toss them at Niall, I walk back over to him, working on pulling down his pants. I get them down in one swift motion. I work on mine, pulling my boxers down with my pants.

Niall pulls down his boxers, leaving us both naked. I try to keep my breathing leveled as I look at his body, his long legs, his chest, his neck, then his eyes. I look down at his hardened cock, my breath hitching, I don't know how that's going to get inside me. For the first time in forever I am nervous. Niall grabs the bottom of my chin looking me in the eyes. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to," he says.

Love runs through my veins as I shake my head. "I want this Niall. I want you," I whisper, kissing him. I turn us around and I lay down on the bed. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath when I hear the cap of the lube pop open. I bring my knees up but closing my legs, getting self conscious. Niall's free hand pulls my knees apart.

I meet his blue eyes and he smiles brightly. "You're so pretty babe. Don't ever think different," he whispers, bringing his lube covered fingers down.

He ducks his head down, he kisses my stomach, while swirling a finger around the muscle. "Calm down pet. It'll hurt the more tense you are," he says, looking up at me.

I nod my head trying to relax my body, failing miserably. "Niall help me," I say. Niall smiles up at me, he starts kissing down. Nibbling on my hip, kissing along my v line. I bite back a moan when he slides a finger inside me. He moves the finger in and out slowly. I grip the white sheets under me, my breathing coming in gasps.

My breath hitches when Niall licks along the vein of my dick. He brings the head into his mouth while sliding a second finger inside me. My eyes roll into the back of my head as pleasure and pain run through my veins. Niall scissors his fingers in me, causing me to let out a loud moan.

He takes that as a sign to continue, sliding in the third finger. My eyes widen as my hips moves down subconsciously. Niall swirls his tongue around the head, before going down. I arch my back, my hand fumbling around for something to grip onto.

"Niall. Niall I need you," I moan. Niall looks up at me through his eyelashes. I bite my lips as his mouth leaves my dick. He moves up planting a kiss on my lips. He tries to pull away but my hands move up to his face, making stay longer. He curls his fingers, gently brushing my prostate. I drop my head against the pillow, a moan falling from my open mouth.

Niall knows I can't kiss, he starts sucking hickeys along my exposed neck. He brushes against my prostate again before pulling them out. He wipes his fingers off on the sheets. I bite my lip as a hear the lube opening again. I open my eyes slowly, watching Niall. His eyes are trained on mine as he moves to lay on me. He reaches above me, grabbing a pillow. He motions for me to lift my hips. I do as told and he shoves the pillow under.

He spreads my legs farther, looking back up at me. He attaches our lips as he pushes past the muscle. He lets out a groan as he moves in slowly. His hand is moving everywhere he can touch, on my face, my arms, sliding down my side. It's not long before he bottoms out. Both of us breathing erratically. I try to take my mind off the pain by feeling Niall. I feel is muscles in his back move when he takes a breath. His chest hair, his abs. I'm getting so turned on I start subconsciously grinding down.

"Move," is a all I can get out. He grabs my chin, forcing us to look at each other. I feel him start to thrust into me, my whole body jerking. I link my ankles behind him, my fingers digging in his shoulders. "Shawn. You're so fucking beautiful," he says, thrusting into me slowly. I keen at his words, Niall moves a little, causing his tip to slide against my prostate. My toes curl, my hand moves up to his hair. "Right there," I moan.

I push his head down to mine, not being to kiss at the relentless pressure on my prostate. Constant moans coming from both of us. Our sweaty foreheads touch, making Niall's lower stomach rub against my erection. His blue eye close before he starts kissing my jaw.  Nipping a little, his hips snapping into me slowly. The slow sex making me shudder, every thrust toe curling, every kiss hot, our sweaty hands slowly searching each other's bodies.

I feel heat start to coil in the pit of my stomach. All I can think is 'niallniallniallniallniall' my mind going on overdrive. I come hard, Niall's name slipping from my mouth. I clench around Niall, making him slip over the edge. We ride out our highs, our breathing slowing down when Niall pulls out. He pulls off the condom, tying the top before tossing it in the trash.

He disappears into the bathroom, coming out a second later with a towel. He walks over to me, wiping me off. I lay there limp for a second watching Niall do all the work. I try sitting up but pain shoots through my back, making me groan. Niall whips his head around. "Oh baby. Don't try to move. It's going to hurt for awhile," he says, walking over to me.

I lay back down, Niall pulls the dirty sheet from under me. He grabs the extra blankets we tossed off before we did anything. He comes and lays nexts to me, I lay my head onto his chest. Both of us falling into oblivion. Just as I slip into darkness I think I hear Niall whisper.

"I love you Shawn."

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Holy shit that took forever. But it's done. Thanks for reading.