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For the teasing during an interview with Niall request :)
Being Niall’s girlfriend has it’s ups and downs. Ups? You’re Niall fucking Horan’s girlfriend! Downs? He’s extremely busy with the band, which leaves you lonely. It’s been 7 days. Only 168 hours. Approximately 10080 minutes, since you’ve had sex with him and you feel like it’s been a complete year. You know that neither of you were the ones to blame, being the girlfriend of someone in a successful band you understood it was hard to make time for each other.
The boys were doing an interview and Niall had invited you to go with them since you were going out on a supper date after it was over. You were wearing a black mini dress with black pumps, and underneath had on your sexiest lace lingerie with black thigh high stockings - Niall’s favourite. You needed to have sex with him and you planned on doing exactly that after dinner. However, just watching him was making you even more sexually frustrated; His perfect blonde hair, muscular arms, the way he would laugh at the boys. You put rested your head on your hand and let out a loud sigh, causing Niall to look in your direction. You smiled at him and he winked, which made your heart skip a beat. You instantly got an idea and you went from a smile to a smirk in seconds. You bit your lower lip and winked back at him causing his pale cheeks to turn a shade of light pink. He redirected his eyes back to the interviewer, but that’s not what you wanted. Purposely and quite loudly, you began clearing your throat, making Niall and Harry avert their attention to you but your eyes were focused on Niall’s. You began running your hand up your leg, exposing the top lace part of the stockings causing Niall’s jaw to slightly drop. Harry slightly nudges Zayn next to him, who at first shoots a dirty look to Harry but then see’s him looking at you and starts to smirk. You giggle a little and lower your dress back but start moving your hand to the inner part of your thigh and slowly moves higher towards your vagina. Louis, noticing only he and Liam were the ones answering the questions, decided to look at what the boy’s were paying attention too. He sees you but doesn’t make a big deal out of it and reverts his attention back to the interviewer, before doing a double look and realizing what you’re up too. You notice the four boys looking but you don’t care. You’re focused on Niall. Just as you were about to slip your hand past your thong the interviewer’s head is beginning to turn in your direction. You quickly cross your legs and look out the window, pretending to be completely fascinated by a couple of pigeons on the balcony. She turns back to the boys, who were all looking back at her. You look at Niall only to see a little sweat drop dripping from the side of his face and this makes you giggle.
Minutes passing by feels like hours, but soon enough the interview was over. The interviewer thanks the boys for their time and leaves the room. Everyone gets up to grab their stuff and leave but Niall walks directly over to you. ”Stay behind?” He says while giving your hand a little squeeze. You nod your head then wave goodbye to the other boys as they exit the room. Niall grabs you by the waist and passionately kisses you. You place your hands on his chest and can feel his heart beating faster. You gently push him onto the couch and you stand facing him, slowly unzipping your dress. Before you can make another move the door bursts open. ”Has anyone seen my-” Harry begins saying, but stops as he notices you only in your bra, panties and stockings. ”My God.” You hear him say. ”Has anyone seen your what, Harry?” You say while smiling innocently at him. He begins rubbing his hand through his curly hair ”My um, um, my phone” He tells you, but never looking at you in your eyes. Niall notices this and shoots him a ‘WTF?’ look, but Harry is too distracted by you to notice him. You turn your head to the sofa they were sitting on and see his phone on the floor. You walk over to it and bend over to pick it up, your bum sticking out in their direction. You begin walking seductively towards Harry, swinging your hips back and forth. You hand his phone over to him but notice a rather large bulge in his pants. He starts walking out of the room, ”Fucking luck of the Irish” You hear Harry mumble before closing the door. ”Now, where were we?” You say looking back at Niall. You walk over to him and straddle him. You lift his shirt over his head and give him pecks all over his neck. You start sucking on his soft spot and instantly feel his dick getting hard. You wink at him and begin unbuckling his pants. You pull out his penis and begin rubbing it with both hands. ”Oh [Y/N], you’re so fucking great” He says as his eyes slowly shut. You begin rubbing faster, having one hand twisting around it at times and the other rubbing his balls. ”Fucking ride me [Y/N]. Now.” He says and you happily agree. You move your thong to the side and lower yourself onto his thick dick then begin bouncing up and down. Niall begins rubbing your clit, causing your muscles to tense up and bringing you closer to your orgasm. ”Niall I’m going to cum!” You say quite loudly. He stops, picks you up and sets you down on the couch. He grabs your ankles and separates them in the air to make a perfect v-shape. He moves your thong to the side again and spits on his hand then rubs it on your vagina, making it more wet. Then in one hard shot thrusts himself in you causing you to scream his name. ”You liked being fucked hard, won’t you babe?” He asks still roughly thrusting in you. ”You fuck me so good Niall you’re the best” You reply. He begins rubbing your clit again, then brings his finger to your mouth. You suck it and before letting him take it out you give him a nice bite. He gasps and smirks at you, ”Rough bitch” He says, which makes you smirk back at him. ”Make me cum Horan” You command him. ”With pleasure babe” He says then gives you a kiss. He brings your legs over his shoulders and begins to fuck even harder, hitting you in the right spot. ”NIAL, DON’T STOP!” You manage to say through loud moans. Your toes begin to curl as you feel yourself orgasming. ”[Y/N]! Fuck!” He exclaims before releasing his juices into you. He positions himself on the couch so his head is now lying on your highs. ”That was amazing Niall” You say while running your fingers through his hair. ”Definitely amazing. I missed fucking you babe” He says with a cheeky grin on his face. ”Right. Were going to be late for dinner.” He says. You nod your head and stand up putting your dress back on. As Niall begins zipping it up, you hear a loud ”OW!” from outside the room. ”What are you doing Harry?!” You hear Louis ask from behind the door. ”They were having sex!! Niall and [Y/N]! God, she’s so hot” You hear him answer. ”Fuck sake Harry..” You hear Louis reply. ”What! As if you wouldn’t do the same!” Harry says back. You hear their footsteps leave and turn to Niall and start laughing. He pulls you close and kisses you on the forehead ”He’s right, you are so hot” he says then smacks you butt. You giggle and give him a wink. ”When are you going to prove it to me again?” You ask seductively. ”After dinner” He replies without hesitation. ”Well the faster we go the faster you can prove yourself” You say then give him a kiss on the lips. ”Better hurry up to dinner then!” He exclaims. He picks you up bride-style and begins speed walking towards the door.
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A teacher in New York was teaching her class about bullying and gave them the following exercise to perform. She had the children take a piece of paper and told them to crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up but do not rip it. Then she had them unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty is was. She then told them to tell it they’re sorry. Now even though they said …they were sorry and tried to fix the paper, she pointed out all the scars they left behind. And that those scars will never go away no matter how hard they tried to fix it. That is what happens when a child bullies another child, they may say they’re sorry but the scars are there forever. The looks on the faces of the children in the classroom told her the message hit home. Pass it on.
