Dirty Imagines

Its one of those Sundays where you just want to lay in bed or on the couch cuddled up with a warm cup of cocoa, a good book, or a stack of movies and spend it with the one you love. Today is that day. Niall is set to be over soon and to bring a couple of movies to add to my one or two that I always go to. I have my favorite pair of flannel lounge pants and one of his t shirts I stole last time I was at his place. I'm sure he's probably wondered what happened to it, since its one of his favorites also.
The doorbell rings and I answer it without checking to see who it is. I open the door and he's reading the back of one of the movies.
"So thats where my shirt went, I was wondering what I did with it" He says pulling on it, then pulls me in for a kiss.
I have a pot of hot cocoa on the stove and pour us both some. He thanks me as I hand him his.
We make our way to the couch and he lets me have first dibs on movies. He looks through what I have picked out and I get the 'are you serious' look. He take out Grease and puts it on. I laugh at him throughout the movie with his impressions and his occasional impromptu dance moves.
The movie ends, he gets up and stretches a bit and walks around. He joins me back on the couch and I get to pick his movie. I pick one of the transformer movies and he puts it in.
He lays down on the couch and I in front of him, his arm draping over e. He kisses my head and I roll over facing him. He watches the movie as I kiss his neck and jaw line. My hands slide up his shirt and feel his chest and slide to his stomach, I feel him clench it. I tug at his shirt and pull it up, he assists me and pulls it off, his eyes still on the movie. I kiss along his chest and neck, his hand holding me close along my back.
I move my hand down and touch him to see if I'm getting any response, making sure I haven't lost my touch, I haven't. He's hard. I look up at him and he tries to act like he's focused on the movie but his deep breathing tells me otherwise.
He slides down to me, his free hand slides in my pants and down between my legs, trying to turn him on has worked both ways. His hand moves to my butt and slides my pants down and make its way around pushing down.
He slides his arm from underneath me and makes his way on top of me, pulling my pants off and tossing them to the floor. His lips leave kisses on my stomach as he makes his way down. He kisses my core and gets off the couch, removing his pants.
I sit up and take his hard cock in my hand and stroke him gently before he makes his way on top of me again.
I rest my foot on the top of the couch as he lowers himself to me. His entrance to me is smooth and causes me to moan, my fingers going through his hair. His thrusts are slow and meaningful but build up speed quickly. I close my eyes in the moment, taking it all in. His thrusts slow down and become forceful and hard. My hands go to his back and pull him closer, my nails digging in to his skin. His mouth encircles my nipple as he sucks forcefully, my end drawing close. Our movements become sloppy as my hips move up to meet his. I gasp for breath as I come, my nails digging in once again. He screams either from the pain or the force of his release. He rides out the remainder of his high then moves off of me.
He rises and helps me up also. We go to the bathroom and clean up and return to the couch to finish the movie.

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