You two get interrupted
Liam: You couldn't take it anymore, the clothes had to go. It was the only thing separating you and Liam from being as close as possible. "Take it off" you grunt while running your hand over Liams washboard torso. Fingers inching ever so slowly towards his 'end zone'. His eyes flicker to meet yours, filled with lust but still as gentle as ever. That's what got you most. He contained himself perfectly yet lost control. "Only if I get assistance" he whispers while kissing right below your earlobe. Oh god, the sweet spot. You grab his face and plant your lips on his. Moving in sync, you fumble with the buckle of Liam's pants as he unzips your dress. You break away from him just fast enough to get each others clothes off. "It looked gorgeous on, but it belongs on the floor" Liam says throwing it across the bedroom. "What's the rule?" you say teasingly jumping up so both of your hips are connected. "You have to work for the touchdown" he exhales before slamming your back into the wall. You wrap your arms around his neck, gripping his hair for support, tugging to get small moans to escape his angelic lips. He holds you closer, adding to the heat of the moment. Stumbling towards the bed, things (or you two) were about to go down. "Oh god..." you both begin to curse and groan, only to hear noise from just outside the door. "And he's got the ball, HE. COULD. GO. ALL. THE. WAY" you hear in an announcer voice as it gets closer by the second. "Don't stop" Liam almost screams. Niall busts in, not even affected by the activities taking place in bed. "TOUCHDOWN!" he screams sliding across the floor with his shirt over his head. He readjusts the shirt to meet your gaze. His bright rosy cheeks said it all, drunk. "Give us a minute" you say while continuing with Liam. -Minutes later- You and Liam proceed downstairs to find Niall with the biggest grin across his face. "How would you say that game went? Any star players?" he chuckles uncontrollably. Li's face turns scarlet and you decide to show Nialler your cheeky side. "It was a team effort, but I'd say he'd get gold" you reply with a wink, nudging Liam with your hip. "This will go down in record books my friend" Liam says pulling you close and kissing your neck. Before pulling away he whispers "Game two later?".
Louis: "And party and bullshit" you and Lou sing back and forth heading into your flat. It was as if you hadn't left the club, in your drunken state you felt as if the music was still blasting, and the bass matched your heartbeat. "Cause when the sun sets baby, on the avenue" Lou slurs dragging you into his arms. "I get that drunk sex feeling" you whisper, biting your lip while looking Lou over from head to toe. Damn, you thought to yourself. He had a drunken grin plastered on his face. "Are you implying something?" he half laughs half mumbles. You pull him in, tugging and nipping on his bottom lip, just to drive him insane. And that was all you remember from last night. You wake up still on top of Lou on the couch, legs tangled together like a spider web. You fidget with covers as a slight draft rolls through the flat. "Oh right there [Y/N]...keep going" you head Lou groaning in his sleep. You feel the slight bulge grow beneath you and decide to 'fix' the problem. You kiss him from his forehead to his neck. Leaving a trail of love bites from his jawline to the sweet spot on his collar bone, letting it linger before continuing down his torso and hitting his treasure trail. 5,4,3,2,1... X marks the spot. You begin giving Lou a very special 'good morning' and he wakes quickly, gripping your hair out of habit. "Hello to you too...ouuu...ohhh" Lou groans out while biting his lip. Between Louis noise and the covers over your head, you couldn't hear the keys fumbling in the lock. Zayn busts in and laughs at Lou. "Really dude, wanking on the couch?" thinking it was Lou doing all the work. You flip up from under the covers gasping for air. You turn to meet Zayn's awkward yet amused gaze. "I'll wait in the car, be out in 15 minutes. Nice seeing you [Y/N]" Zayn says closing the door. Lou breaks himself away and prepares himself for the day, as you wrap yourself in the blankets to stay warm. He emerges from the bedroom and is about to head out. "Thank you for that, I really enjoyed it" he said kissing you gently all over your face. "You owe me" you say bluntly and he can't help but laugh. "Wait til I get home" he says before heading off to his interview. Later that day you await to see the boys on tv, waiting to see what wild things will happen this time. "So boys, do you have any dirt on each other?" the interviewer asks while eyeing each boy down. "Well..." Zayn says looking at Lou for approval. Lou responds with a nod and a wink. "Lou and [Y/N] are so eager, they can't even make it to the bedroom. The couch is their place of loving". The whole set bursts into laughter as you too can't help it. He's in for it, you think while eyeing your man candy down on the screen. Patiently waiting for payback once he gets home.
Zayn: "Babe, that smells amazing" Zayn says in awe watching you at the barbeque. "Who knew you'd be dating a grill master?" you laugh while flipping over the burgers and hot dogs. You two prepare the rest of the food early, giving yourselves time to relax before the guests arrive. Zayn sits out on the patio step sipping on a beer while you waltz over in your 'kiss the cook' apron. Inching closer to him, he skims the message and looks at you mischievously. "Will do" he says launching himself at you. He kisses you harder, gripping your hips as if signalling you to jump. You push yourself up as he grabs your bum to hold you up. He walks over to the lounge chair, dodging the different things sprawled on the deck. "What if they show up early?" he sighs realizing the risk of it all. "Don't start what you can't finish, Malik" making him grin into a kiss. He sets you onto the chair, and you begin to slid of each others clothes as if they were melting ice cream. He teasingly drags his fingers just above your lady flower. You whisper curses in his ear begging and pleading him to bang you like a snare drum. "Is my flower ready for picking?" he says grazing his manhood just above your flower. You nod and with that it begins. It's as if you two become one and the whole world is drowned out by the panting escaping your lips. "Did you fertilize the flowers Malik?" a very chipper Lou says from the sliding back door. "Lou, let them finish" a shocked and embarrassed Liam says tugging Lou into the house. "Don't worry, the moments gone now" you sigh trying to leave Zayn's grip to get your clothes. "Wait til we aren't watching, daisy" Lou chuckles out before running away from a scolding Liam. You and Zayn collect yourselves and go into the house. Your greeted by the rest of the boys smirking faces. "They were getting dirty in the garden" Lou begins to explain and has the whole room cracking up with laughter. "I'll never hear the end of this will I?" you ask Zayn later in the evening. "Looks like we'll have to give them more to talk about" he says in pure lust.
Niall: "Why did I agree to this?" Niall huffs while cleaning up your place for the party. The new album had just been released, so it was time to celebrate! "Because you were drunk Nialler" you laugh while preparing food in the kitchen. You remember the night clearly (que the flashback). In his drunken bliss he happily agreed. "WE'D love to!" he chimed out before sloppily kissing your pink cheeks. The whole night you two were dancing up a storm. He looked so good, his hair was getting the brown tint back. Lets face it though, he looks like a sex god no matter what. Your train of thought was cut off by your now burnt left foot. "Oh f**k, bitch, dick!" you curse hobbling out of the water on the kitchen floor. Niall sprints in and see's the pot that contained boiling water spilled all over the tiles, and your gimp foot. "Princess, what happened?" he says rushing to your side trying to comfort you. "I was thinking of you, I'm so sorry for messing this up. I know it means a lot to you" you manage to speak through clenched teeth. You hang your head and your foot throbbed, causing tears to threaten to spill over your face. "Hey now, you didn't do anything wrong!" he says kissing your temple. "Now let me take a look" he said scooping you up and setting you on the island in the counter. "Good thing you took first aid, my hero" you say calming yourself down as you watch Niall fix you up. He leans down and kisses the bandaged foot. "How about I help you cook, yeah?" he says trying to get back to work. You hook your right foot around his waist and pull him into a long, breath taking kiss. "Or I'll distract you from the pain" he says in pure lust. He clears off the surface with a swift arm movement. "Doctors orders" you chime out before Niall pulls you down onto him. The clothes are flung around the kitchen as if they were toxic. In the midst of getting it on, you hit your foot off the counter. "Oww.." you whimper quietly. "Did I hurt you?" he asks worried. "No you, are doing wonders, keep going" you demand. As things get freakier you hear someone clear their throat. A very amused Harry stood at the doorway. "Shit" you exlcaim while sinking down to bury your face in Niallers chest. You forgot you asked Harry for cooking help. "How's the patient Doctor Horan?" he smirks eyeing the two of you. "Shut up" Niall groans at Harry, while he tries to hide your body from Hazza's wandering eyes. "I'll give you two a moment... nice ass Horan" you crack up and redress yourselves. As the party goes on and on, Harry teases you the whole night by saying "Time for a check up yet". You hit him playfully but can't wait for round two with Horan.
Harry: "Just a warning- bad day at work" you sigh to Harry over the phone. "Why don't we talk about it once you get home, I'll cheer you up babe." he says, you can hear the hope in his voice trying to make you smile. "Be there in 10" you say and toss the phone to the passenger seat. You sluggishly drive home and feel the stress building up. Your good friend from work had to take time off for surgery and since you needed extra cash, you took her shifts. Working from 7am to 9pm wasn't your ideal plan, but you couldn't go broke. You drag yourself to the door and are greeted by a relaxed Haz. "Hi beautiful" he grins while pulling you into his chest. You feel your throat tighten as small sobs escape your chest. "I know babe, it's tough. But you'll get through it" he coo's while stroking your hair. You inhale deeply and feel the tears vanish. "Just stress and frustration" you explain to him while he walks with you to the bathroom. You open the door to a candle lit room, and a bubble bath looking almost too good to be true. "It's just what I need" you gasp while meeting Harry's eyes. He looks shyly down at you with his dimples making the smallest indents in his soft cheeks. You pull him in for a hug and feel yourself relax even more, he had that ability to take all your worries away. He helps you slip out of your clothes and slide into the tub, being consumed by bubbles. He heads for the door and you begin to whine "There's room for you" you scotch over as he turns around happily. He drops his clothes in a pile with yours and slides in behind you, massaging your neck. The stress and tension is disappearing with each movement when suddenly he flips you around. He kisses you and before he pulls away he bites your lip and that's when you decided he was in for it. Your bodies move in sync with one another as waves and bubbles crash against your skin. You dig into Harry's back as it picks up, when you start to hear the light strumming of a guitar. The door flies open to reveal the four ease-droppers who were hiding outside. "Splish splash [Y/N] & Hazza taking a bath long about a Saturday night" the boys sing song from the door as you all begin to laugh. "Kitten we forgot about the bonfire" Hazza says while covering you with bubbles to hide your nakedness. The boys give you a moment to regain your strength and you head outside to a rowdy bonfire. As the night goes along Haz keeps calling you kitten and Zayn finally blurts out "Kitten? More like lioness we could hear her screams from outside". Everyone breaks into a fit of laughter and the teasing continues all night. "Don't worry babe, I like it loud" Harry reassures you. You couldn't wait to hear what the other boys had to say.
QOTD: Favorite ice cream flavor?
A: Cookies & Cream