Anonymous asked:
"What would Zayn do when you tell him your a virgin? (Blurb)"

happens when things go just a little bit beyond normal (hands fiddling with your bra, hips grinding, lips leaving bruises everywhere) and you’re sitting on his lap with your shirt tossed somewhere around the room. “baby…i need you now,” zayn says after he slips your bra down your arms. suddenly, you stop and lean away. “something wrong, y/n?”

"well. zayn… these last six months everything has been going perfectly well between us a-and i just don’t want to do something that will ruin everything."

"w-wh. baby am i doing something wrong? if you don’t want to do this we don’t have to…"

"no it’s not that it’s just,"

"what are you trying to say?"

"it’s just, i, um, i’ve never done anything like this before."

without any delay, he has his arms wrapped around your bare chest. and he’s laughing

"what’s so funny?"

"nothing it’s just… that never crossed my mind. i mean, i’ve always though that you were much more experienced than i was that’s why it took me six months to make the first move! like, i dont, you certainly don’t look the type, babe…" by the last few words he has his lips leaving smooches on your shoulder.

"yeah well my appearance certainly doesn’t dictate my sexual status, zayn."

"i know baby, i just can’t believe that no one’s been able to touch you yet."

"it’s not like there haven’t been many opportunities. but no, i just haven’t found the ‘right person’ yet."

"im sorry i didn’t know y/n. i didn’t mean to rush-"

"no, no baby. i want to do this with you. right now." you say caressing his cheeks.

"are you sure? i would never want to rush you into anything, you know that."

"definitely. i do, i do…" and he leans forward to attach your lips together. "you trust me?" he says between breaths.

"i do. with all my heart. i do."

"love you so much." he says with his hands under your thighs, making your way to your bedroom… "i love you more."

"impossible." 

Anonymous asked:
"UGH YOUR BLAWG IS PERFECT AND YOUR WRITINGS ARE WONDERFUL"

thank you so so much! <33

Anonymous asked:
"Your blog is my guilt blog..."

haha! im sure many others could relate to this am i right ladies (and gentlemen?) 

fingers that were once tiptoeing up and down your arms lay restless and eager on the sides of your waist, slowly worming down your thongs. his touch creates electricity, and its currents are flowing through each blue vein on your hands. his touch is rough somehow, and it leaves a trail of flames making their way towards that special spot. pebbles and pebbles of sentimental touch add up when he finally inserts two fingers all of a sudden, making you moan out his name. his fingers are slipping into places they shouldn’t be, but it doesn’t matter because you’re too occupied by the feeling of him almost finding your spot. his fingers ease into you without delay and he’s got his bottom lip caught between his teeth. “shit, ni…

that the spot you like, babe?" he asks, and his head drops on your thighs nibbling and kissing on the trembling skin. "i’m gonna make you moan so loud, so fucking loud.” he brushed his tongue above your core, and you only closed your eyes shut, waiting for the pop to come. everything became a white blur when he found that place, the tips of his lean fingers bringing intense pleasure on your spot. and his name finds its way to slip between stifling moans, growing higher and louder as his fingers go in deeper just as he’d promised.

told you i would, babe.” a shadow of a smirk on his words because he knew exactly what he’s doing to you.

ourdirty1d5soslove asked:
"Hey, im just starting off on tumblr and i was wondering if you could maybe give me a shoutout? (I love your account btw!) Oh! And i post dirty 1D imagines! :)"

omg thank u ok !!

^ SHE WRITES STORIES! ^

it’s mind-blowing how niall can fuck you till you’re sore enough to be bed-ridden for days, yet he’s still careful. when you’re in the shower and he’s taking you from behind and you’re completely in his arms, he’s quick by your hips, and all over your body. treats you as fragile as a drop falling from the streaming heat of the shower. it’s a conflict between rough and gentle and you can’t tell the difference between black and white, because he’s there to catch you, like he does every single time.

it’s mind-blowing how niall can fuck you till you’re sore enough to be bed-ridden for days, yet he’s still careful. when you’re in the shower and he’s taking you from behind and you’re completely in his arms, he’s quick by your hips, and all over your body. treats you as fragile as a drop falling from the streaming heat of the shower. it’s a conflict between rough and gentle and you can’t tell the difference between black and white, because he’s there to catch you, like he does every single time.

Anonymous asked:
"I swear that gif of that guy fucking that girl gets me wet everytime I see it. Where did you get it?"

i know right?! um i found it on my dash like last year and i just saved it without keeping the source :-( im sorry i forgot where i got it from

*brushes cobwebs off blog*

hello friends, i have returned

Anonymous asked:
"Heeeey. So I'm starting my own writing blog, well just prefernces and I wanted to ask tips for writing things like those because I love your writings, so much, okay? Thanks, bub!"

hmmm. good luck with that! um. two things. 1.) grammar (obvs) is very important. 2.) don’t start your writings with “you” such as “you and liam were off to milk the cows…” because personally, that’s one thing that irks me the most. 

you were sitting in the flat you shared with your boyfriend of one year, Louis.” skfheif if i hate that so much

i wanted nothing else but for him to bend me over without taking a thing off. have his hands go up and down my body, kisses bleeding all over my neck. i wanted to feel him everywhere, entangle my fingers in his hair, and hear sweet nothings ghosting into my ear. then hear the buzz of his zipper being undone, my shirt being torn away from my body, pulling a gasp from me, hearing,&#8221;this is going to be worth much more than that shirt&#8230;" 

i wanted nothing else but for him to bend me over without taking a thing off. have his hands go up and down my body, kisses bleeding all over my neck. i wanted to feel him everywhere, entangle my fingers in his hair, and hear sweet nothings ghosting into my ear. then hear the buzz of his zipper being undone, my shirt being torn away from my body, pulling a gasp from me, hearing,”this is going to be worth much more than that shirt…